The Tree of Ahippis11
"Good morning, Bourbon," Christina turned over in bed and answered the phone with a lazy tone, "It's rude to disturb a lady's sleep," her golden hair was pressed under her forearm, "What can I do for you?"
"Rum has been paying attention to you recently," Furiya Rei replied indifferently. Although he also believed that the people on the Selmus deserved to die, the fact was that no matter how inhumane the things they did, the 3009 people on the ship were also human beings. The water plant's act of casually treating them as a string of numbers and sinking them to the bottom of the sea was really frightening, and it also made the public security undercover's good impression plummet. "What did you do?"
"I didn't do anything," Christina sat up, tucked her long hair behind her ears, and sighed, "I guess it's just his paranoia or something..." She glanced at the ring on her ring finger, "Well... Thank you for your advice, Bourbon."
She chuckled, "What kind of gift should I give in return?" Christina pointed out his thoughts directly. Even though Furuya Rei was a policeman who was passionate about justice in the past, he had become the cold and shrewd Toru Amuro after being undercover in the organization for so many years. There would be no show of goodwill without reason, only careful consideration.
"...Not for now," Furiya Ling raised his eyebrows. For a moment, he felt that Miravo's way of speaking was a bit like Mescal. Perhaps this is how husband and wife look. People who live together will become more and more alike. "Rum looks serious this time." He got this news by using his connections in the organization over the years. Fortunately, many code members have been killed recently, allowing the public security undercover to fish in troubled waters. "He seems to suspect that you are an undercover... saying that you might be from the FBI, CIA, MI6... and even saying that you might be sent by the Japanese Public Security Bureau--"
"Wait a minute," Christina suddenly interrupted Rei Furuya. Although her tone was as gentle as ever, Rei still heard something slightly wrong. "Where does Rum think I am undercover?"
Relying on some kind of intuition, Fūya Rei carefully chose his words before speaking, "Indeed, Miravo, you are not Asian at first glance, but that doesn't mean the Japanese police won't recruit..." He himself is the best example. The blond young man sometimes thinks that the reason why no one has discovered that he is an undercover agent of the Japanese police is also due to his mixed-race appearance. "After all, his ancestors may have foreign blood, but this is just Rum's suspicion--"
"My family includes the Japanese Public Security Bureau, so the FBI, CIA, and MI6 are not a problem," Christina raised the corners of her lips, "but mistaking me for MI6..." Furuya Rei heard the subtle sarcasm in her tone, "mistaking me for those guys who can give five-star reviews to even the worst carbohydrates. Rum's vision is really... trustworthy." Thinking of the men Rum had lost, Furuya Rei remained silent with a tactful look, "I would be very troubled by this."
"...What are you going to do?" Furiya Ling frowned, "Miravo?"
"Nothing," Christina played with the ends of her hair, her tone returning to her usual nonchalant tone, "Excuse me, I still need to catch up on my beauty sleep before I catch my flight. Bye."
Facing the call ending displayed on the screen, Furiya Ling narrowed his purple-gray eyes and fell into deep thought, "There is a Japanese public security officer in the family..." He touched his chin, "Then the identity of the Japanese public security officer inherited by Mescal, according to the time calculation, the predecessor is most likely-"
"—Mescal's grandmother."
At the same time, in another country, Christina opened the curtains, and the room was filled with sunlight. She looked at the number belonging to Rum displayed on her mobile phone, and she had already anticipated the threats and inducements after she picked up the phone.
"...Well, time to clean up."
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