Chapter 34: Good news from the distillery! Bourbon reaches an epic low...
"If possible, don't create an atmosphere while doing a mission." Amuro Toru said this with a cold face.
Being sensitive about his own identity, he had to consider the possibility that the other party was alluding to him by using the protagonist's agent identity in the movie.
Are you glad it's James Bond and not Ethan Hunt from Mission: Impossible?
Toru Amuro quickly wondered whether this was a verbal trap set for him or a test.
He raised his hand to take off the earphones, ready to return them to the owner, but the other party seemed to have forgotten about it and had already turned around to touch something else.
"..." The purple-gray eyes stared at the figure in front of him, with a slight glint in their eyes.
Fushimi Kyoji suddenly felt someone approaching from behind, and then her collar seemed to be tapped. She turned her head and saw Amuro Toru reaching out to her: "My headphones are here."
Because of the angle of the light, players cannot see the expression in Amuro Toru's eyes at that time.
"*Infiltration mission completed!
【Perception】+10!
…”
Fushimi Kyoji walked around the messy corridor, which was littered with discarded magazines, coffee stains, cigarette butts, and dried muddy footprints.
Even though the window was open, the air was still filled with a pungent smell of cigarette smoke.
Judging from the environment full of traces of life, it is obviously the target's long-term residence.
Should be able to find something.
"Old news clippings from newspapers, books on how to make bombs yourself..." Amuro Toru found two books related to the target from a pile of scattered magazines. The pages had subtle frayed edges, clearly having been flipped through numerous times. He spoke in a tone that was unclear whether it was praise or sarcasm, "He might have some promise as a criminal."
Fushimi Kyoji, who was rummaging through boxes and drawers, didn't even look up. He just asked uncertainly, "Eh... Bourbon is thinking of recruiting him into the organization?"
Then watch him enter the organization and continue to spy on the police who know nothing about it in secret without any harm.
This dangerous antisocial personality threatening society...
Contact the public security informant when you find an opportunity.
Wait to be locked up until death.
or……
Thinking that someone seemed to be waiting for his answer, Amuro Toru calmly picked up a few open books from the ground and said, "Ah, I found it."
"What?" The player immediately leaned over and came towards him.
No matter how many times I've seen it, I still can't get used to how someone could be easily distracted by such simple rhetoric!
The only explanation is that his business ability is too strong, otherwise Amuro Toru can't figure out how he survived Gin's hands.
Having successfully diverted the other party's attention, Amuro Toru stood up silently, without saying hello to his companions, and walked directly to the target bedroom.
As a rule of thumb, it’s common to keep important items in more private places.
but.
Before entering the door, Amuro Toru slightly turned his gaze to the side.
This was almost taken for granted as 'common sense', and the other party didn't seem to be aware of it, so there was no need for him to bring it up.
The player put down the two books that Amuro Toru found, and casually flipped through the magazines and newspapers scattered on the ground. Most of them were reports on high-end residential areas in Tokyo's golden area, and outstanding police officers advertised in the newspapers - Fushimi Kyoki also saw Hagiwara Kenji's name and photo on them.
It looked like he had just finished a bomb disposal job. The young police officer was wearing a heavy and bulky explosion-proof suit, revealing only his sweat-soaked face. The gentle smile in his eyes was frozen at that moment.
Wow!
It's a strange feeling to see the reliable side of a friend from somewhere else.
Fushimi Kyoki took a photo of the newspaper with his mobile phone and sent it to me.
It was just a quick shot, but I received a reply so quickly that it was hard not to wonder if this person kept his phone in his hand even during working hours.
The future of the Metropolitan Police Department is worrying!
It's a wage thief, Officer Hagiwara.
[Hagihara Kenji: Eh… That’s too much, being told that all of a sudden?]
[Kenji Hagihara: Even though it's office hours now, I'm working diligently and I won't let taxpayers' money go to waste (laughs)]
[Kenji Hagiwara: My phone is on vibrate mode. It only rings when I receive calls from certain contacts, so I can reply immediately.]
Uh-huh?
Is it the same treatment as Officer Matsuda?
[Hagiwara Kenji: Well, it's not just Jinpei-kun, but also my family and friends from my time at the police academy.]
It really looks strange from this perspective!
The others are all people who are very close to Kenji Hagiwara, so why would the player appear among them?
It seems like I'm doing a find-the-difference question.
Family, friends, childhood friends, strangers you’ve known for less than a month.
Please tick the different options above.
[Hagihara Kenji: Huh? I've never felt this way before.]
[Hagiwara Kenji: Well, let's just say that since Fushimi-chan and Jinpei-chan are the ones that I pay the most attention to, it's normal to want to reply to Fushimi-chan's messages immediately, right?]
[: Are these two police officers' main concerns? It looks like a notice that they're about to be thrown into jail.]
[Hagiwara Kenji: If that's the case, don't worry. Jinpei and I are both gentle and gradual in our interrogations. We won't resort to torture to extract a confession.]
You explained it so seriously and in such detail that it makes me feel uneasy!
especially……
Fushimi Kyoji tried to associate Matsuda Jinpei's evil face with 'gentleness'.
It's hard to convince myself to believe it.
[Hagiwara Kenji: Fortunately, Jinpei didn't see it, otherwise my ears would have been tortured again.]
[: Officer Matsuda isn't with Officer Hagiwara? Apparently, he's skipping work to recruit his subordinates.]
[Hagiwara Kenji: You're really obsessed with the impression that Jinpei is the boss...]
[Kenji Hagiwara: The Metropolitan Police Department received a report of a bomb in an apartment, and they sent us to handle it...]
The player did not read the information after Kenji Hagiwara.
Known: The target is hostile to the police and is planning an explosion. He has left his residence and his whereabouts are unknown. Hagiwara Kenji, a bomb disposal police officer, was dispatched at the same time.
Um……
"The target went beyond visual range during your infiltration, and there's no way to confirm his whereabouts." Scotland's slightly distorted voice came from the device, answering the player's question. After a few seconds, he asked again, "What's wrong?"
Nothing much.
The player roughly knows which of Hagiwara and Matsuda the target is.
[Kenji Hagiwara: Ugh, your tone suddenly became so harsh. I'm a little surprised. You're asking for the address so directly... Is Fushimi-chan coming to visit us on set?]
[Kenji Hagiwara: Sorry, sorry~ I'd love to, but I'm busy.]
[Kenji Hagiwara: However, knowing that someone is waiting for me makes me feel more motivated than usual.]
[Hagiwara Kenji: Let’s talk later, Fushimi-chan.]
Is this a true bomb disposal expert? Typing so fast! You can't even get a word in!
And... the more I read these words, the more they sound like a flag set before death.
How unlucky!
It seems that getting the answer directly from the character won't work. At the same time, the mission prompt appears before my eyes.
"* [Intelligence Mission]: Search for clues, gather intelligence, and locate the target of ② [Wrath of the Incompetent] (In Progress)! Reward..."
Want to solve a puzzle?
The player took a look at his current [Perception] and felt confident.
"*Perception: 143 (All information that passes through your hands will be used by you)"
*[Photos of police officers cut and spliced from newspapers]!
*【Community magazines that I often read】!
*[Dried shoe prints on the ground]!
…
All suspicious details in the player's field of vision are magnified and marked in yellow one by one.
First of all, don't waste time on newspapers. Players may not think that newspapers can be used for other purposes besides making the setting of the target's hatred of the police more specific.
Fushimi Kyoji opened the yellowed magazine.
*[More than a dozen pages seem to have been read repeatedly]!
There are also no less than five apartments.
The player, who had been tossing around without any clue, squatted next to the footprints in the living room.
*【Fertile soil】!
I don't know if the weather-related details in the game are also very rigorous. In any case, it is very strange that there is a dried footprint in the house when the weather outside is sunny.
The player reaches out and digs.
A hint of wilted green appeared from the removed soil.
Huh?!
*[Bay leaves: wavy edges, fragrant, often used in gardening]!
Fushimi Kyoji opened the magazine again.
The fingertips moved row by row, finally stopping at the only apartment where laurel was used as an ornamental plant.
"Lei!" Without a second's pause, the player stood up and went to find his teammate who was waiting outside, asking him to take the player to the address he had obtained.
As for why the player didn't choose Amuro Toru...
Hey, Bourbon seemed very interested in the target's bedroom, so the player didn't disturb him.
This was the answer Amuro Toru received when he questioned the team channel with a forced smile after only finding a small amount of gunpowder in the bedroom and the study.
He sneered: "Perhaps, someone should still remember that we are teammates?"
Fushimi Kyoji wanted to explain himself sincerely, but Ley, who was driving at a breathtaking speed, still had the energy to reply to Bourbon: "Need I remind you, who is the sole decision-maker in charge of this operation, Bourbon?"
"That gentleman's order is for us to cooperate with all subsequent operations." Lei repeated, emphasizing the pronunciation, his eyes unchanged. "Everything."
"Ha." After mentioning the gentleman's name, Furuya Rei knew he couldn't say anything else. He just sneered, "You just listened to her."
Furuya Rei himself was not as excited as Amuro Toru showed. He didn't care that his teammates left him alone, but he made a few sarcastic remarks because of his character.
He sat back in his car and operated a few times. A flashing red dot appeared on the screen and moved quickly in a certain direction.
A bug that is also a locator.
When he returned the headphones, he took the opportunity to pin them on the other person's collar.
The team channel will only be picked up when touched, so it is impossible to hear every word.
He didn't want to give up even the slightest chance of getting information about 'that sir'.
voice, or simply relaying his orders from someone else's mouth.
A heavy burden of emotions drove him to place a bug on the player, which was undoubtedly very risky, but the rewards were also very lucrative.
"...Why did you suddenly change your plans?"
The sound recorded by the dual-use eavesdropping device is difficult to distinguish, and the signal is intermittent. Fortunately, the two people in the conversation have very different speaking habits, so it is easy for Ling Jiang to distinguish which sentence is said by whom.
"... Actually, his target is my friend... Mr. Hagiwara. It's very likely to happen today..."
When he suddenly heard his friend's name, Amuro Toru's back stiffened and he was unable to move for a moment. He could only listen to the conversation passively.
To his relief, she and Hagi seemed to have a good relationship... or closer than he had expected.
Was the mission target chosen for... her own reasons?
Fūya Rei exhaled, along with the chaotic thoughts in his mind.
He started the car and glanced at the screen. The green dot representing himself was approaching the moving red dot.
hagi……
The muscles on the side of Fūya Rei's face were tense, there was no special expression in his eyes, and he stepped on the accelerator to the lowest position.
During this time, Furuya Rei heard the noise of clothes rubbing against each other. He guessed that they had found their target because he soon heard Lei's name.
"Bang" a short gunshot rang out.
"Amazing... It only chipped off a corner, but the wiring inside doesn't seem to be damaged at all. It doesn't seem to affect normal use..."
Lei then said calmly, "Just getting rid of the detonator is enough."
It seems that the danger to Hagi is over...
Fūya Rei was somewhat vaguely aware of this, but he did not slow down the car.
...Since we have other plans, we should try to retrieve the bug before Lei finds it.
There was a blurry intermittent sound coming from the headphones, and Fūya Zero was distracted to listen.
"The final step of the assessment mission is to create an explosion that will terrify all police officers..." As a foreboding premonition rose within Rei Furuya, a clear voice briskly uttered the following words, "An explosion."
"boom--!!!"
Suddenly, a red light shone brightly on the rooftop in the distance, and the ground shook. The purple eyes, with their pupils suddenly shrinking, silently reflected the scene of the collapsed apartment building.
“*(……)”
Amidst the aftershocks of the explosion, the voice in the earpiece said, in a narrative tone, "With an explosion of this magnitude, I'm afraid not even a body will be left behind... Officer Hagiwara."
“…”
When Amuro Toru came to his senses, the headphones were already tightly grasped in his palm.
He thought his hands would shake, but they didn't.
He threw away the earphones with some force, and the next moment his hands firmly grasped the steering wheel, his knuckles turning white, and drove sharply towards the apartment building.
The headphones in the corner continued to play the received conversation, but the volume was inaudible due to the distance.
"...So, it's too dangerous to not wear protective clothing or anything like that! Officer Hagiwara!"
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The author has something to say: Two people who frequently hear text messages during work and spend a long time looking at their phones were asked:
Hagiwara Kenji smiled and said, "He's an important friend, huh? How important is he to me?" He's probably trying to reply to messages as soon as possible (cherishing every opportunity to get information), and he also hopes to have more topics to talk about (organizational information).
Matsuda Jinpei's face was full of dissatisfaction: Huh? Why would I answer such a question? Who wants to stare at their phone all day waiting for a reply! If it weren't for... Tsk, anyway, blond guys and I never get along, no matter if they're assholes or idiots
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