Chapter 9, Chapter 9: Back-to-back "hugs" with their contemporaries...
Thanks to Kuroki's tireless efforts, the police officers present that night were bombarded with gossip, and the young officer, who was almost fooled, was now obsessed with arresting the man named Asakawa Sora and taking him to the station.
If it weren't for Ida Kou remembering the background of this person's arrest and trying to get the interrogation back on track, the records they handed in would probably have turned into gossip tabloids.
Ida Wataru trusted his friends' character greatly and knew they were on a secret mission, so he could only inwardly curse the criminals' cunning. To prevent Kuroki from spreading any more absurd rumors, he boldly led the interrogation and finally managed to extract some information from the man.
When he came out of the interrogation room, it was already past midnight.
"That's enough for today. We'll ask about the rest tomorrow—no, after we get to work in the morning." The senior patted Date Kou on the shoulder and yawned. "Everyone's been up all night, and we're all exhausted."
“…Okay.” Although Date Hang wanted to ask more questions, he was a newcomer and it wasn’t appropriate for him to take on too much responsibility, not to mention that he hadn’t followed the ‘junior’s code of conduct’ just now, so it wasn’t appropriate for him to step forward now.
The senior colleague briefly explained a few words to the colleague on duty and then went home. Ida Wataru thought that since it was already so early, he wouldn't be able to sleep for long at home anyway, so he simply used the office chairs to make a simple bed, lay down and dozed off, which would count as rest.
Even during this precious nap time, a bizarre and fantastical dream was forcibly squeezed in.
He dreamt that Morofushi Kagemitsu was being chased and killed by a long-haired female ghost. When he reached the rooftop with nowhere to escape, he committed suicide.
Just as he was grieving for his friend's sacrifice, the blood-stained cell phone on Zhu Fu's chest suddenly vibrated, sending a large cloud of smoke into the air that formed a virtual altar with three electronic incense sticks burning on it. At that moment, the female ghost who had been chasing his friend bowed directly to the offered cell phone, which cried out, "May the god of infiltration protect us!"
All I could see was the knitted hat on the female ghost's head swaying up and down, leaving me dumbfounded.
The scene was so bizarre that he was jolted awake from his dream.
As a result, the first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was Morofushi Kagemitsu's gentle and refined face.
'A ghost—'
He had meant to shout that, but realizing that his friend in front of him was neither long-haired nor a ghost, he swallowed the exclamation that was on the tip of his tongue.
"Cough cough—"
"Officer Ida, are you alright? Have some water first."
Morofushi Kagemitsu patted Date Wataru, who had just taken a big gulp of the northwest wind, and handed him the thermos on the table.
As Ida Kou waved his hand, he took a sip of warm water to calm himself down. When he looked at his friend again, his mind was completely clear.
Morofushi Kagemitsu had no idea what the squad leader was thinking. Even if he wanted to show concern, he shouldn't say too much in this situation. Pretending it was their second meeting, he said:
"What a coincidence! I never expected to meet you again. Do you remember me? I'm Asakawa Sora from the convenience store the other day."
Unsure of his friend's next move, Ida Kou could only nod in agreement, waiting for his next hint.
Morofushi Kagemitsu handed over a form and said, "I just paid the bail for Kuroki Kenya, and I need you to sign it."
Ida Kou recalled what happened last night, and for some reason, he touched his head guiltily before signing his name on it.
Morofushi Kagemitsu continued, "Kuroki is a man who likes to talk nonsense. If he says something he shouldn't, just ignore it."
Date Wataru understood that Morofushi was telling him that this gang leader had a complicated background, and that there were some things they could choose to ignore. But after a night of being bombarded with gossip and that strange dream, he couldn't help but let his mind wander.
Seeing that Zhu Fu seemed not quite aware of what 'good deed' this person had done, he pushed the form over and implied, "Yes, rumors shouldn't be taken as truth."
Morofushi Kagemitsu still had that standard smiling face, but the way his fingers suddenly clenched when he picked up the form showed that he also knew what the class monitor was implying.
He forced a stiff smile and glanced at Kuroki, thinking that as soon as he left the police station, he would drive to a secluded place, beat the guy up, and then deal with everything else.
When Kuroki saw him, he wasn't guilty at all. He sat in the passenger seat without any politeness and waited for this newcomer to drive him.
He wanted to start it himself, but he didn't have his passport with him, and he didn't want to cause trouble right after leaving the police station, so he didn't do anything to anger Morofuku.
Morofushi Kagemitsu drove silently with a dark expression, while Kuroki, after fidgeting with his phone for a few moments, finally spoke up, unwilling to be left out:
"Hey, were you the one who called those cops over last night?"
This person is not stupid.
Morofushi Kagemitsu didn't respond, letting him perform alone, saying that he might gain something else.
"Are you targeting me like this to side with Akita?" Kuroki stretched his neck, leaning back in his chair to make himself as comfortable as possible. "These little tricks won't work. And you don't actually think that Akita guy considers you one of his own, do you?"
This person is sowing discord.
Zhu Fujingguang thought that Kuroki was unaware that he had tampered with the goods.
He glanced at the rearview mirror, then smiled slightly, slowly pulled the car over to the side of the road, and after checking that no one was around, said, "If you mean Mr. Akita spreading some harmless rumors behind the scenes, I know about that."
Kuroki raised an eyebrow, wanting to add fuel to the fire.
However, the next second, he only opened his mouth, and then no sound came out.
"Bang!"
A bullet struck Kenya Kuroki squarely between the eyebrows, instantly taking his life.
The body lay there quietly in the passenger seat.
Moribushi Kagemitsu calmly looked up at the shattered glass, following the spiderweb-like cracks to search for the bullet.
In the distance was a row of rather old apartment buildings; he couldn't see anything at that distance without carefully checking with binoculars.
After confirming the situation, Morofushi Kagemitsu took out his phone and sent a text message to the designated number:
Kuroki is dead.
Thus, his mission was half accomplished.
He remembered that Kuroki had touched the phone earlier, so he turned around, searched the body, and found the man's phone.
He discovered that the phone was in recording mode without even unlocking it after turning on the screen.
He shook his head, put his phone away, and planned to hand it over to the organization after he finished dealing with the situation. Right now, he needed to take care of the corpse next to him.
The task did not specify how to do this step, so it is probably a test of one's abilities.
Then, Morofushi Kagemitsu looked at the foot of the mountain where the shrine was not far away.
He climbed the steps, concealed his tracks, buried the bodies of his kind deep beneath the earth, and watched the magnificent sunrise dye the white clouds red.
He took a step forward and went straight to the row of apartment buildings. There, once, a dark, merciless gun muzzle was aimed at his parked car.
Morofushi Kagemitsu tiptoed around the area, carefully avoiding the traps he had previously set. Even though these rudimentary mechanisms hadn't been triggered, he was certain someone had been here before, and it didn't seem to be a novice.
He took a few steps toward the window, and a cool breeze blew by. He looked toward the concrete ground on his right in the direction of the wind.
There was a long black hair on it.
It appears to have "settled down" on the dried cement.
He crouched down and took out gloves, tweezers, and a plastic bag from his bag to carefully collect the hair.
This wasn't unnecessary; he had added a special reagent to the cement around the area during his scouting trip the day before, specifically to delay its setting. He had intended to use this to roughly assess the sniper's skill level.
Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected bonus.
Moreover, she has long hair.
Was that sniper a woman?
No, maybe.
Some shrewd snipers might intentionally leave some misleading features on their bodies.
It's really hard to determine the gender.
Besides... what if that sniper was American? Then didn't he just almost assume his/her gender?
That was close.
At this moment, he couldn't help but think of the unfounded rumors about him again, and subconsciously stuffed the bag containing his hair even tighter into his bag. He didn't want to hear about any more "pro plus" versions.
After dealing with the phone issue, he needs some time to think carefully about each step he should take next.
Sophisticated cleanup often requires only the simplest cover-up methods. After a busy day and night, Master Zhufu returned home, quickly washed up, and lay down on the bed to catch up on sleep.
As he was about to fall asleep...
"Buzz—Buzz—"
Morifushi Kagemitsu opened his eyes with a subtle expression, his hand already instinctively resting on his phone.
"Buzz—Buzz—"
Alright, you clueless alarm clock, I know you've upgraded, so stop bothering me.
As expected, the app stopped making noise.
He sighed and resignedly turned on his phone.
Upon opening the app, an update announcement popped up:
- Fixed some bugs and typos:
- Breaking news will be announced six hours in advance, and scams will be exposed twenty-four hours in advance;
- Added online customer service Q&A function.
Ignoring the first report, which is just a way to fool the boss, the remaining two newly upgraded features are quite useful. In the future, if I receive a news preview at an inconvenient time, I'll have more time to react, and any arrangements I couldn't make in time can be made more quickly.
As for the third point, could this "online customer service" be the app itself? Now it can communicate with us using human language?
He clicked the envelope icon with some anticipation, and an automatic reply popped up immediately:
Hey there! Do you have any criminals you'd like to catch? The anti-fraud team can recommend some!
Zhu Fujingguang: ...
Did I download the wrong update package?
Can it be repaired for free?!
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