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Time goes back to 20 minutes ago. The head of the Special Investigation Team of the Metropolitan Police Department, Inspector Hagiwara, was pacing back and forth in his office, his handsome face wrinkled for a rare moment. On the chair opposite him, Matsuda Jinpei, who was in uniform, also put down the half-disassembled police communication equipment in his hand, and his eyes followed the other party several times. Finally, he said impatiently:

"If you're like this, I can tear you apart as well."

"Xiao Zhenping..." Hagiwara Kenji's expression suddenly fell, and he complained in a sweet tone that was only seen in childhood, "How dare you say such cruel words to me? Sure enough, the vows we made before were all false..."

"If you say that again I'll put a screwdriver in your mouth right now."

Matsuda Jinpei threatened skillfully, and the screwdriver in his hand spun beautifully in the middle to show his presence.

"What a ruthless little Zhenping." Hagiwara Kenji said weakly, stretching out his fingers to rub his temples. There was a little dark blue under his eyes, and the slightly drooping corners of his eyes with eyelashes half covering his pupils, barely concealing the red bloodshot brought by staying up late. It must be said that since being promoted to superintendent of police, the always lazy Hagiwara Kenji's daily workload seems to make up for all the fish he caught in the past twenty years. He even couldn't help but think about whether he should resign and run away after finishing the organization. But it was just a thought. Although he did go to the police academy for reasons such as job stability at first, now, of course, there are more reasons than just these.

Memories of his time in the police academy emerged in his mind, and Hagiwara Kenji smiled. However, his expression froze when he turned around and saw the mountain of documents on his desk. He thought to himself that even if he didn't resign, he would definitely find a less busy department after finishing his work, otherwise he would become exhausted sooner or later!

Matsuda Jinpei knew what the other person was thinking at a glance, put down the screwdriver in his hand, and reminded him, "There are less than 20 minutes left before the meeting. Have you figured out what to do?"

"What should we do..." Hagiwara Kenji repeated helplessly, "There is no choice at all. The top leaders of the Metropolitan Police Department unanimously agreed that they could not miss this opportunity and should take the opportunity to deal a heavy blow to the organization to show the official organizations of various countries the determination of the Japanese government, but..."

"But there was no movement from Noel, and you were worried that given his personality, he might do something that would conflict with the police's actions." Matsuda Jinpei took over the other party's words, and then said lazily, "So you stayed here for thirteen minutes and sent messages to Jing Guangdan and the squad leader."

As he finished speaking, there was a knock on the office door. A young man in casual clothes pushed the door open and walked in. He scanned the two people's expressions with a pair of smiling blue-purple cat eyes and asked, "It seems that I came at the right time."

"Unfortunately, you should have come earlier!" Hagiwara Kenji looked at Morobushi Kagemitsu and Date Kou behind him with resentment, and asked, "So, is there any news?"

"We received news about Noah's Ark just now on the road," Ida Hang explained after carefully closing the door. He leaned against the door and took out the signal jammer from his pocket. Morobushi Kagemitsu took out his cell phone, and a voice came out with the light on the screen, saying:

"Good morning everyone, I am Noah's Ark."

The voice is somewhat similar to Hiroshu's, but with a distinct electric current. Although it is an artificial intelligence, its tone is more lively than Hiroshu's, and it gradually becomes significantly different from its developer.

Noah's Ark, people who have learned about the White Alliance naturally know that the other party, as an artificial intelligence, not only has emotions, but also acts as a double-faced spy and has a special connection with Noel. However, even Hongshu cannot get any information about Noel out of the mouth of this artificial intelligence with its own ideas.

"This kid said that he can only tell the information when everyone is present." Zhu Fu Jingguang explained while turning up the volume of his phone. He continued, "Although I understand that he is trying to delay time, there is nothing we can do. It seems that Noel is the most important to Noah's Ark."

"Yes," Noah's Ark, an artificial intelligence, was not shy about his emotions and was even happy to show and talk about them. He said, "Noel not only helped Hiroki develop me, but he is also an important friend of mine."

"So you support him to die?" Matsuda Jinpei would ask a more direct question.

"Yes." Noah's Ark's lively tone calmed down and said, "This is Noel's decision and what he wants. I will support him."

"Compared to this, intelligence is more important right now." Yi Dahang brought the topic back to the topic, and then said: "Noah's Ark, everyone is here now."

"Well," Noah's Ark's voice came from the mainframe of the office computer, "The following conversation was recorded by Noel and I will convey it to you."

As he finished speaking, a familiar voice came from him. The man, whose voice had long since stabilized in the middle range and was no longer childish, smiled and greeted him as if across time and space:

"Hey, Xiaoguang,"

"Noel..." Zhu Fu Jingguang responded to the voice softly. Even though he already knew it was a recording, his heart trembled slightly under his calm expression.

"I told Noah's Ark that this recording should be played when you are all present, so Uncle Hagiwara and Officer Matsuda should be here,"

When the name "Uncle Hagiwara" came out, Hagiwara Kenji, who was standing on the side, couldn't help but twitch his lips.

"And Officer Ida, even though you didn't get along much, I don't think you could hide him. I did some research on him secretly. He was the squad leader when you were in the police academy. Anyone who can suppress Xiaoguang would be even more terrifying. So I think you all should be together in the end. You are indeed the most dazzling five-member group back then, hahaha."

The voice in the recording laughed to itself, then suddenly stopped as if realizing it was too strange, and continued:

"Well, plus Amuro Toru, or to be more precise, Furuya Rei, he's definitely not here, after all, he still has to be an undercover agent in the organization. Well, I can't deny that I have some small opinions about him. Who made him behave so strangely recently, always looking at me with such a strange look..."

Obviously, Noel's voice was a little distressed when he said this, and then he said with a guilty conscience:

"Anyway, I hope that what happens next won't cause him any psychological trauma. You police should have a professional psychiatrist. I think he will have psychological problems sooner or later if he goes undercover every day."

Hearing this, Kenji Hagiwara suddenly felt his hands itching. Who was the person with obvious psychological problems? Jinpei Matsuda had the same idea and vaguely realized that Noel's attitude was a little strange. Kagemitsu Morofushi understood that although Noel had been able to talk with ease after years of training, he mostly relied on his sharp observation skills to respond according to the other party's reactions. This pure recording could only simulate the reactions of himself and others to try to have a conversation, so... he was nervous.

"I don't have anything to do, I just want to confirm whether you have any actions against the organization today." Noel seemed to have finally given up on the opening words and said directly:

"If there is, I suggest canceling it."

"Of course, I also know that even if I convince you, I won't be able to convince the senior officials of the Metropolitan Police Department, so I will give you your things next. I think it should be enough for you to convince them."

As he finished speaking, the computer screen in the office suddenly lit up and the file transfer icon suddenly lit up. There were still five minutes before the meeting started.

———

“Something’s not right.”

Gin suddenly stopped on his way to the front hall and spoke, and as soon as he finished speaking, everyone became alert.

"What do you mean?" The boss of the organization also stopped when he heard this. Although he doubted Gin's loyalty, he also trusted Gin's ability to judge the danger of the situation. Being cautious by nature, he would never let go of any unusual things.

Amuro Toru, who also stopped along with everyone else, frowned slightly. His guess became more and more certain, but there was nothing he could do at this moment and he could only clench his fists.

"It smells of blood." Gin sneered, a hint of interest flashed in his green eyes. He thought of the same thing.

"As far as I know, this is probably the safest place in all of Japan." Rum spoke. Although he did not doubt Gin's experience, as an old man in the organization, he trusted the safety level here more. Recently, the power in his hands was constantly being divided up, which made him feel unhappy. At this moment, he somewhat wanted to confront Gin.

"Go over first." The BOSS also had great confidence in his own residence, but the servant who was just walking at the end of the team now came over and protected the person tightly.

The group quickened their pace and stopped in front of the door of the front hall. The black-clad servants standing on both sides bowed respectfully. The door was tightly closed and it seemed that there was no problem.

"It seems that you are worried about the sky," Rum said as he took the initiative to move forward. The two black-clad servants at the door of the front hall opened the door of the front hall with the tacit approval of the boss.

“Squeak—”

The door was pushed open just to reveal a crack, and a silver light came with a sound of breaking through the air. In the blink of an eye, it was embedded in the center of Rum's forehead. It was a dagger.

Then, a strong smell of blood rushed in front of everyone from the gap in the door like a materialized wave. Everyone present was familiar with this smell, but their faces turned pale at this moment. This smell could appear anywhere in the organization, but not here, at this moment.

"Be on guard!" The boss, who immediately realized something was wrong, changed his expression for the first time and shouted to the people around him. The servants in black instantly protected him in front of him and covered him tightly. Other senior executives were also on high alert. At this time, no one paid attention to Rum, who was already dead and worthless. His body fell heavily to the ground as the door opened, and the scene in the front hall was exposed to everyone.

At first glance, the front hall, which should have been cold and tidy, was covered with blood, like a red line. The blood splashed on the wall and dripped down in a straight line. It then gathered on the floor with the blood flowing from the overlapping wounds of the bodies, forming a thin stream that seeped into the floor. The tables and chairs that fell on the floor had large and small cracks and dents, and the debris was soaked in the water pits formed by the blood, stained with the smell of rust.

In the center of this hellish painting, a man is struggling to stand up, his arm still in the motion of throwing a dagger, and finally falls to the ground as if he has lost all his strength.