Chapter 158 Fourteen Vigilantes
When Furutani Rei yawned as he came down the stairs, the young chairman at the dining table heard the noise and looked up and casually greeted him, "Good morning, Rei."
The former was startled by the call, and the sleepiness he felt instantly disappeared without a trace. He sighed and raised his hands helplessly in surrender: "I thought it was almost noon now? Besides, please spare me the name, aka."
Even though he had been hearing his friends calling him that for almost a week, Furugaya Rei was still completely uncomfortable with it. After all, although Akae Nayue was the youngest among the six of them, his actual position was at the top of the pyramid.
Under normal circumstances, this little devil would only call the most mature and stable squad leader "brother". Of course, there are exceptions, but facts have proved that most of the time, being called brother by the little devil is not a good thing.
The exception is Kenji Hagiwara - even Furuya Rei doesn't know why. He only knows that Kenji Hagiwara gets the privilege of being called Ken-gei occasionally by virtue of his third most reliable status among many people. The rest, not even the most reliable Morobushi Kagemitsu, do not have this treatment.
Thinking of this, Fūya Rei also had something to say.
The blond young man, who was dressed almost casually like the chairman, picked up his cup as he passed the dining table, turned and walked into the semi-open kitchen next to him, skillfully poured himself a cup of coffee, and then leaned casually against the quartz countertop.
Fūya Rei held the steaming white porcelain cup in his hand and spoke carefully: "What happened last night..."
Before he could finish his apology, the man at the table placed his chopsticks lightly on the plate.
"You don't have to say sorry, Zero." The other party shook his head, pursed his thin lips into a straight line, and after a moment of silence, he continued, "I didn't take this into account in the unexpected situation. It has nothing to do with you."
Choked again, Fūya Rei closed his eyes for a moment, constantly reminding himself in his heart that 'the little devil is acting and doing it on purpose', but in the end he couldn't help but tighten the handle of the white porcelain cup in his hand.
Knowing that Chijiang Nayue spoke in this way on purpose, he became even angrier!
"It seems that 'you' need to learn the art of speaking in the future." Fūya Rei had a headache and said meaningfully.
How did the little devil manage to make "it's not your fault" sound like "it has nothing to do with you"?
After receiving this answer, the indifferent expression on the chairman's face was instantly replaced by a smile. He shrugged his shoulders, held his cup of coffee and drank it all in one gulp. His temperament subtly changed from just now, becoming closer to the close friend that Furuya Rei had known for many years.
"Relax." Chijiang Nayue picked up the newspaper casually placed on the dining table and shook it, saying leisurely, "I'm just helping you adapt to the style of 'Wuming'. After all, judging from the current situation, we don't know how long we will stay here."
"Hey, you've been using this excuse for the whole week." Furuya Rei said quietly, his tone firm, "You were just playing."
The boy stuck out his tongue and showed his cute and innocent smile as usual, which he used to avoid problems.
A week ago, Rei Furuya followed Nazuki Akae back to a manor owned by Nazuki Akae in Tokyo as a vigilante assistant, and then settled down here to facilitate his daily night patrol work in Tokyo.
Of course, the only vigilante on night patrol is Wuming, and his assistant, Furuya Rei, only needs to stay in the underground base in the manor to provide assistance.
For example, he helped Wuming to constantly modify his night patrol routes through surveillance, or notified the Metropolitan Police Department to take over the criminal mess after Wuming left the place.
The latter is the literal meaning.
Wuming's armor is high-tech that Furuya Rei cannot understand. This guy's own strength is inhumane. Every time Furuya Rei fights, he has to be nervous, fearing that his friend with the anger buff will be killed accidentally.
Oh, don't get me wrong, Furuya Rei doesn't really care about his friend's repeated steps on the edge of the law. Wuming's existence itself is illegal, and he himself didn't behave well when he infiltrated to investigate.
What he cares about is his friend's mental state. You have to know that before Furuya Rei came to this world, he was still dealing with their own Tokyo which was being messed up by the Five Degenerates of Heaven.
Naturally, Furuya Rei disagrees with letting the world still be a 17-year-old boy, Akae Nazuki, go out every night to fight crime. Not to mention the mental damage to the boy ("But I'm already 28 years old?"), the night patrol time is basically from dusk to dawn, and yesterday he didn't finish work and go home until sunrise...
He won’t grow tall, for sure.
Later, Akae Nazuki unhesitatingly refuted Furuya Rei's opinion by saying that "this body is fake", and happily became a lone ranger in Tokyo at night.
Furutani Rei also knew that the reason his friend didn't want him to directly participate in the night patrol was because of his current identity, so as a mature adult, he just regretted that his roundabout tactics did not work, and frankly accepted his friend's arrangement, without insisting on going out to beat people up in the middle of the night.
Fūya Rei, who was really susceptible to the little devil's tricks, gave up chatting with this guy. He took a few steps and sat down opposite Akae Nayue, supporting his chin with one hand and tapping the wall of the cup with the other hand.
After getting closer, Furuya Rei's eyes could not help but fall on Akae Nayue's eyes. He couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, and looked away, saying with emotion: "We have been sleeping at about the same time recently, but you look so energetic, don't you?"
For a public security officer who was usually so busy that he only slept for an hour and a half a day, it was relatively easy for him to come here so many days. After all, he was just a supporting officer, and it was Chijiang Nayue who was mainly running around outside all night. However, there was not a single dark spot under the boy's eyes, and he did not look like someone who could only sleep three hours a day.
Chi Jiang Na Yue curled her lips and continued to flip through the newspaper without raising her head: "To be precise, I only need three hours and twenty minutes of sleep to be fully revived. Of course, I am more energetic than you."
"I've wanted to complain about this since eight years ago... your sleep time is really measured to the second, and you won't sleep even a little more." Fōtani Rei's mouth twitched.
His eyes drifted to the page of the newspaper facing him, and he couldn't help laughing.
Across from him, Chi Jiang Na Yue put away the newspaper and gave him an inquiring look.
"Here, this." Furiya Rei spread the newspaper on the table, pointed at the headline he saw and read it while suppressing a laugh, "Appearing out of nowhere! Is he a hero or a new super criminal? And there are photos? I thought you would hack all the equipment that took photos of Wuming."
Former police officer Chijiang, who has been familiar with the newspaper process for many years, stroked his chin and admired the report for a second. "The writing style is like that of a first-year student, Yuan Taijun, but the photos are good. This photographer can stay in the future."
Rei Furuya: "Wait, you don't want..."
Chijiang Nayue looked at him and slowly raised the corners of her lips: "Zero, hacking their equipment is something Wuming would do, but it's not something I would do."
"so?"
“So I bought all the newspapers that reported on the unknown and some of the TV stations.”
The chairman raised his cell phone, which he had taken out at some point, and shook it, smiling brightly: "Just five minutes before you came down."
Furuya Zero: "I'm actually starting to feel sorry for Rum."
The money that he had worked hard for ten years to earn was burned by the chairman without any regret. Even if Rum, who is now in a nursing home in the suburbs, had his brain restored to the state it was before he became a fool, he would still be so angry that he would have a myocardial infarction.
"But it doesn't matter, right? Is it so aboveboard?" Furuya Ling removed his hand, looking a little worried. "It's hard to say about others, but Matsuda and the others might be able to guess your identity based on the time Wuming and the chairman were active, not to mention that you suddenly bought these industries that reported on Wuming."
Although Furutani Rei didn't say it directly, Akae Natsuki could tell that the person his friend was really worried about discovering was Asa - the psychopathic criminal whose all actions were apparently directed at the vigilante Wuming, but who had been stirring up trouble everywhere in Tokyo's underworld during the week.
"So there will probably be a new guest visiting our house tonight." Chi Jiang Na Yue said with a nonchalant smile, "Then I'll need him to help cover up my identity."
As for Asa...
"He disdains to use my identity to frame me. This is not his style." Chi Jiang Na Yue shook his head, his face darkening. "Besides, compared to him, the Metropolitan Police Department needs to be dealt with more, isn't it?"
The biggest obstacle to their night patrols this week was not Asa or other criminals, but the Metropolitan Police Department.
Later that day, they followed the reminder given by Matsuda and others to investigate the surveillance of the Suzuki Tower observation deck. According to Akae Nayue's plan, they saw Wuming and Asa confronting each other. However, at that time, because they could not hear what they were saying and could not read their lips through the blurry picture, everyone thought that Wuming was Asa's accomplice and the talks broke down later.
Every night after that day, Noname would patrol Tokyo at night. On the first day, he destroyed all the meeting places of the underground organizations that were conducting transactions that night, and threw the gang members who no small policeman could afford to offend into the Metropolitan Police Department. He left a USB flash drive containing their evidence of crime under the code name Noname.
This so-called "vigilante" that suddenly appeared became known to the public.
The emergence of the vigilante, just as Akae had thought that month before, caused a great deal of reputational damage to the Metropolitan Police Department - although the Metropolitan Police Department didn't have much reputation to lose - and as a result, they and the so-called upper class people whose cake was ruined by Wuming finally couldn't bear it anymore and began to suppress public opinion a few days ago, trying hard to discredit Wuming and devalue this inexplicable vigilante.
However, the citizens of Tokyo have been suffering for too long, and Wuming has given them new hope. Compared to the upper class and the Metropolitan Police Department who have long been despised by most people, isn't Wuming, who saves their lives at night and from dangerous criminals, more trustworthy!
So, with the help of the Suzuki family and Akae Nazuki, the existence of Munamese spread among the citizens of Tokyo. The newspapers and TV stations acquired by Akae Nazuki were also the few that still dared to report the news of the vigilante in the high-pressure environment.
Fūya Rei had nothing to say about this.
Precisely in order to better conceal his identity and prevent others from associating the vigilante, whose equipment was obviously very expensive at first glance, with the young chairman, Akae had been meeting with Uesugi and others at various high-end occasions and attending various banquets since he returned to the country through normal channels a week ago as the chairman. He was very busy in the company and social circles, and had to go out to eliminate evil at night.
How can someone be able to carry out such a high-load activity? Unless Wuming is not a human being!