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Potential dangers
Chapter 1 [Potential Danger]
"Hey, Hiro... have you been on any strange missions lately?"
This safe house, full of the atmosphere of life, is a rare place where Morobushi Kagemitsu and Furuya Rei can relax and not have to be on guard after they start their undercover mission.
Fūya Ling lay on the sofa, turned over lazily, raised his voice, and asked his friend who was busy in the kitchen.
This description might make it seem like Fūya Rei is a bit lazy, but if you consider that he has been working continuously for half a month and has only slept for less than eight hours in the previous three days, you will understand that he should have a good rest now.
Just when Rei Furuya dragged his exhausted body and mind to the safe house, intending to sleep for 24 hours, his friend, Morobushi Keimitsu, who worked like an office worker from 9 to 6 every day, happened to be there and suggested that he make some easily digestible food for Rei Furuya to eat before going to sleep.
This is a good suggestion. Fūya Ling touched his stomach, which was already sticking to his back, and finally remembered that he had not eaten a single grain of rice for a full 24 hours.
Looking at Rei Furutani at this time, one would never have thought that just a few years later, he would grow into an excellent boss who could say to his subordinates, "Physical management is also part of the police work," and who seemed to be able to handle everything with ease.
This isn't to say that Rei Furutani isn't already exceptional; he's always been the best among his peers. It's simply that sufficient experience allows one to see more of the world than one might normally see, allowing one to live a more nuanced and insightful life.
As for now, he is still a young man who occasionally relies on his good friend who grew up with him since childhood, and only appears green and immature in front of his good friend.
Zhu Fu Jingguang first poured a glass of water from the kitchen for his friend, asking him to moisten his dry and chapped lips, and then returned to the kitchen.
His hands moved swiftly, removing the yellowed, dry leaves, washing and draining them, and then tossing the fresh vegetables with the prepared sauce. Although the dish seemed simple, the most time-consuming part was making the sauce, which was made from broth and other delicious ingredients.
With this sauce, even shoe soles will taste good when dipped in it.
Zhu Fujingguang had indeed prepared only a few simple dishes. The soft-boiled eggs, cooked to seven-tenths of their ripeness, their cut surface showing a semi-runny, yellowish color, were enough to whet one's appetite even without any seasoning.
The Caesar salad, featuring Chef Morofushi's homemade dressing, takes on a completely different flavor from the traditional Caesar salad. The salty, savory flavor of the seafood and broth in the dressing, the crispy texture of the vegetables, and the crispy, grilled and then pan-fried croutons create a perfect combination that's irresistible.
The main course is a neatly shaped triangular rice ball. While the fillings are not immediately apparent, the salmon filling is deliciously savory. The tender salmon is deboned, ground, and mixed with salad dressing and cheese, then layered with rice to create a beautifully hidden dish. Finally, a sheet of nori is wrapped around the bottom of the rice ball to prevent it from sticking to the plate.
No matter how well the filling hides, it will eventually be swallowed in one bite, releasing the delicious flavor composed by the ingredients and sauce.
Only when he smelled food did he begin to feel his stomach truly empty, as if it had completely deflated, his chest and back sticking together. He had been so hungry before that he didn't even feel weak.
Rubbing his stomach, the blond young man almost wolfed down two rice balls in just three or two bites. He slowed down a little when he ate the third one and had enough time to eat it with the salad.
Zhu Fu Jingguang rested his elbows on the table, supporting his head with a smile on his face.
If anyone else saw Codename Scotland smiling so gently, their eyes would pop out of their heads. Then, they'd regret it so much they'd want to stuff their own blind eyes back into their stomachs, fearing they'd attract the attention of Whisky, who always presented a cold, taciturn image.
"I haven't been on any missions lately," Zhu Fujingguang observed the diners' eating with the mindset of a chef, feeling a mixture of pride, satisfaction, and contentment. Then, he slowly replied, "While you were busy, I was training every day at the training ground."
An excellent sniper must maintain a good feel for the shot if he wants to maintain super high accuracy, and long-term training is an essential part.
Of course, Zhufu Jingguang also conducted other training, such as stability, physical fitness, flexibility and explosive power, but these are just mentioned briefly and included in "training".
Taking a break from his busy schedule, Jōtani Rei pulled out his cell phone from his pocket, flipped to the page he was just reading, and handed the phone over.
After finally swallowing the food in his mouth, he added what he wanted to say: "Look, this pendant doll, does it look like you?"
While electronic gadgets are advancing rapidly, the latest model used by Rei Furuya still lacks the large screens and high-definition resolution of the future, not even a borderless touchscreen. Zhu Fushigami could only watch a blurry 360p video on the tiny screen.
This is an interview video about a shop selling "milk tea" that has appeared on the streets of Tokyo. It has transformed from a commonplace coffee shop into a trendy milk tea shop. This new drink, rumored to have originated from Country Z, has instantly captivated young men and women and is spreading to customers of all ages. With the reputation of being Japan's first milk tea shop, it has attracted a steady stream of customers curious about milk tea, captivated by it, and drawn to its surroundings, leading to a surge in sales.
The reporter then interviewed several store employees and customers, all of whom received unanimous praise. A doll resembling Zhu Fu Jingguang appeared in this portion of the interview video. A store employee, whose face was blurred, had a chubby doll hanging from a side strap, connected by a metal chain. As the employee made milk tea, the doll swayed, looking particularly adorable.
If this doll didn't look so similar to his good friend, Morobushi Kagemitsu, Fūya Rei felt that he would also be unable to help but curl up the corners of his mouth and smile as he admired the people he protected using delicious food to enrich their lives.
However, things became different when the doll's appearance matched that of Morobushi Kagemitsu.
Although Morifushi Kagemitsu's appearance doesn't stand out among Japanese people, with a rather gentle Asian look, his appearance reflects his inner thoughts. Freshly graduated from the police academy, Morifushi Kagemitsu exudes a youthful, student-like air and a dignified demeanor. True to his status as a police academy graduate, he looks every bit the part of a police officer.
To make himself look more like the down-and-out sniper the police had assigned him, he also tweaked his appearance a bit, growing a short stubble and trying to look wild and masculine.
But as individuals, Morifushi Kagemitsu, or the Morifushi family, had eyes that were a powerful symbol of character. Their upturned, cat-like irises, whether smiling or angry, were remarkably feline-like. When their eyes were wide open and focused, they resembled a cat poised for prey.
"Are you sure you didn't do a task like buying milk tea?"
Zhu Fujingguang glanced at his friend helplessly, then responded to his friend's teasing, which was tinged with worry. "Are you referring to... using a sniper rifle to buy milk tea?"
"I thought so too..." Furiya Ling's shoulders slumped, and he ate the last bite of vegetable salad in frustration, puffing out his cheeks and chewing the fresh vegetables with a crunching sound.
After swallowing his food and yawning loudly, the intelligence gathering expert asked his friend, "Do you need me to investigate?"
"Aren't you very busy lately?" Zhu Fu Jingguang pulled his friend up with some doting, took a tissue to wipe his mouth, and then pushed him into the room.
Before closing the door, he tapped Furiya Zero's head, which was beginning to fail, and comforted him, "Don't worry, Zero. I'll investigate on my own."
When only the last sliver of space remained in the door, Zhu Fujingguang's gentle voice rang out faintly: "You're not the only one who's good at gathering intelligence, Zero... Have some faith in me."
As he said this, the last ray of light in the room disappeared.
Fūya Rei was no longer able to muster any energy to think about the meaning of the words he had just received. He only felt the familiar voice gently circle around his ears and then brought him into a deep dream.
While Furuya Rei was resting, Morobushi Kagemitsu had no intention of leaving the safe house. Even though this might be the safest place for them right now, he still didn't want to leave his defenseless friend alone somewhere.
However, this did not prevent Zhu Fushigi Jingguang from opening the video that Furuya Ling showed him, and following the interview report to trace the specific address of the store and the identity of the clerk.
Just as Zhu Fujingguang said, he also went through rigorous training and became a public security officer only after he had mastered all the necessary skills. Gathering intelligence was only the most basic skill. How could a public security officer who was sent undercover in an illegal organization not have mastered this ability?
Using his phone to trace back to the original interview post, he saw the shop's address listed in the first sentence. Zhu Fujingguang pulled out his laptop and looked up the address. For a city, it wasn't far from him. But for his personal life, it seemed too far away.
If he wasn't on a mission or had no special arrangements from the public security, Zhu Fujingguang would hardly set foot there - in fact, he had never been there once. Therefore, he didn't know that there was a coffee shop there, nor did he know that this coffee shop was the first store to introduce milk tea.
If he hadn't been there, why would the clerk have a doll with his exact appearance? It couldn't be a coincidence, could it? Even Vodka wouldn't believe such a coincidence, with the exact same hairstyle, eye shape, and stubble.
[Perhaps the source of the doll should be investigated...]
With this thought in mind, his bony fingers flicked the mouse, quickly redirecting the page to several common shopping apps. Zhu Fujingguang captured the interview photos, enlarged them, and edited them to high resolution. Then, he used the app's search function to find similar products, searching for the same doll.
For some reason, while there are plenty of doll pendants, most are from major brands, each with its own unique style. For example, the doll the clerk is wearing is so difficult to find even the materials on the shopping app.
【Is it a handmade product? 】
In modern society where handmade products are extremely expensive, there is indeed a group of people who are willing to spend a lot of time, energy and money on handmade dolls.
Obviously, Zhu Fujingguang only knew about this niche hobby circle, but he didn't even understand it. Now he wanted to investigate, but he couldn't even find a way.
Unexpectedly, collecting dolls from an ordinary civilian would be difficult for him.
[It seems that I still need to go to the scene and contact the other party directly. ]
After searching his computer for the best route from the safe house to the store, Zhu Fujingguang rubbed his temples and closed his computer. He saved the girl's photo to his phone, memorizing her figure and the blurred face.
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