Prelude to the start of the plan
A silver Mercedes stopped in front of the FBI's field office in San Francisco. James Blake, a young man dressed meticulously, opened the door and walked out. The person sitting in the passenger seat immediately walked around the car and came to his side.
"James, aren't you still unsure about their relationship with this case? Why are we here so quickly?" A thin man with blond hair and blue eyes walked into the building with James, asking as he walked, inwardly shocked at the FBI's reaction speed, as it was less than four hours since the crime occurred.
"The longer we delay, the more likely problems will arise. Someone is very concerned about the project that Eleanor is in charge of, and the higher-ups require a quick investigation into the flow of project information left in Eleanor's hands." James did not stop, and hurriedly pushed open the door of the field office and walked in. The people following him showed their credentials to the guard.
"Even so, there's no need for us to investigate, right?" The agent who put away his ID was still puzzled.
"..." James didn't say anything. He just asked where the FBI responsible for investigating the case was, and then he kept walking towards that direction.
He didn't say anything, and the subordinates following him didn't dare to ask any more questions. They had no choice but to run errands for their boss and show their ID cards to hand over case information.
Seeing that the brown USB flash drive annotated in the case file had disappeared, James handed the folder to his men beside him, thinking that he was still a step too late.
Across the street from the FBI field office, Kiel opened the door of the Porsche 356A and sat in the back seat. Gin, who was sitting in the passenger seat, glanced at her and without saying a word, Kiel began to report the results of the investigation.
"Nightingale is indeed dead." Kiel said, and Vodka drove the Porsche away.
"The FBI has begun investigating the target's case. He left obvious signs of homicide." Kil folded her arms with a cold expression. She had been excluded from this mission from the beginning to the end. Apart from passing the investigation information to that person, she didn't even know what happened, and it was over.
"What was the cause of death?" Gin was curious about how the woman completed the task.
"A silver needle was inserted into the brain. It went in from the center of the eyebrows, passed through the target's car windshield, penetrated the skull, and accurately lodged in the pituitary gland, causing damage to the target's meninges and leakage of cerebrospinal fluid." This was the most puzzling thing for Kil. Eleanor Ashford's car had modified bulletproof glass. Who could give her an injection through the car?
"Hmph." Gin snorted and didn't ask any more questions, but it was obvious that he was very satisfied. This way of killing was that woman's style.
"By the way, he asked me to tell you that the night is short and he is lonely waiting for you at home." When Kil said this, there was no fluctuation in her expression, like a woman with a heart sealed with cement.
Vodka, who was driving, finally couldn't help it. Kiel just said that Gin was a homosexual. He said, "Kier, you misunderstood. That guy is a woman." His elder brother was not gay, and he was not liked by men.
"Female?" Kil's mind went blank for a moment. It wasn't that she looked down on women. After all, she was a woman herself, and therefore she knew better than anyone else that women were indeed physically weaker than men. Although the gap had narrowed after later training, it was obvious that anyone who could use a needle with his bare hands to penetrate bulletproof glass and then accurately leave the needle in the target's brain was more likely to be a man.
It's actually a woman? Where did the organization find such a monster? A cold sweat slid down the back of Keel's head in shock.
Gin, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was using his cell phone to contact other people. The keypad tones played the tune of Seven Children, and he was sending a message to the boss.
[She completed the mission and the data has been recovered. —Gin]
After sending a message, compose another email.
【Come out. —Gin】Attached is the address.
"Cool guy? Where do you want me to go? A hotel? I just bought a house with the card that beautiful girl gave me. Why don't you come to my place?"
Gin did not reply to the email. He put the phone back into his pocket with a cold face. The black Porsche stopped at a place. Kiel got out of the back seat and watched Gin leave.
The phone in Gin's windbreaker pocket kept vibrating, but he ignored it as harassing text messages from Yayu Lin, even though there was an email from the boss mixed in.
The news of Eleanor Ashford's death made international news the next day, and many people posted on Twitter to mourn her death. The culprit who caused all this had just been abroad for a few days and had not had time to enjoy the local specialties before he was caught by Gin again.
"Back again?" Ya Yulin peeked out the back window of the Porsche. The text on the advertisement screen outside the window had changed back to Japanese. She looked forward at the passenger seat and asked, "Didn't you just leave? When will I have my phone back?"
Gin, who was in the passenger seat, took out Yayu Rin's phone and threw it back. Yayu Rin caught the flying phone with a swoop and said with sparkling eyes: "Qin-chan, have you been carrying my phone all this time? Oh my God, I'm so touched. I've decided not to change this phone for the rest of my life. You love me so much, I'm ready to be with you forever."
This sudden crazy behavior shocked Vodka. No, you were like this a few days ago, weren't you? Although he knew that big brother's charm was unstoppable, you changed too quickly.
The expensive Porsche skidded on the road, and the car seemed a little panicky, but of course it quickly adjusted itself and continued to drive forward.
"I have another mission in Japan. After you complete the mission, you will have a code name." Gin lit a cigarette and said while biting the cigarette, not caring at all about what Yayu Lin had said before.
"Huh? You guys are too good at exploiting me. I just completed a mission." Ya Yulin curled his lips in dissatisfaction, crossed his legs and clasped his arms, his whole body protesting against the workload.
Vodka looked at Yayu Lin in the rearview mirror and said sarcastically, "Are you talking about the guy you killed with just a needle? The information was from Kircha, and you went to get a cup of coffee and go shopping at the mall. Your target was just a convenient one."
This task is very easy, but you tell me whether she can complete the task or not. Ya Yulin opened his eyes wide and looked at Vodka in the rearview mirror with a threatening look. Vodka fell silent instantly. If this woman wanted to attack him, the knife would have been stuck in his body before his brother could stop her. He should just drive obediently.
"Remember to check the mission." The Porsche stopped by the roadside, and Yayu Lin was thrown out of the car. She stood by the roadside and watched the Porsche drive away. Having experienced the same thing as Gil, Yayu Lin felt only resentment in her heart. She took out the phone given to her by the organization and tirelessly sent harassing text messages to Gin.
Well, I didn't receive any reply.
At the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department headquarters in Japan, Toru Kanuma drove away and went to the police training school to find the students who had contact with Shi Yu Yue Ling.
"Not in school?" Kanuma Toru was shocked. Isn't today Monday? Why aren't they in school? They should be at school for training!
"Those guys asked for leave. Didn't you instruct me to approve it?" Instructor Onizuka looked at Toru Kanuma with an expressionless face. This was the instruction given by the public security when they contacted him last time.
"..." Kanuma Toru was speechless, but inside he had a lot of complaints. He was told to grant you leave, but he didn't say it had to be granted all the time. He squeezed his eyes, adjusted his attitude, and asked, "Did you find out where they went?"
"No, the last time you came, I told you not to ask, not to talk too much." Onizuka still had his arms folded, speaking without a trace of politeness. Before Kanuma Toru could speak again, he added, "But not all of them have asked for leave. Hagiwara, Matsuda, and Date are still at school."
Hearing this, Kanuma Toru finally breathed a sigh of relief. It wasn't a wasted trip after all. He sat back on the stool and said, "Then call them over. I have something to ask them."
The unlucky three people who were left cleaning the toilet received another call. The three of them stood in front of Toru Kanuma, each one more grinning than the other. Even the most serious Ida Kou did not give a serious response. Their unified response to the outside world was that they didn't know, they were not clear, and they didn't understand.
This conversation made Kanuma Toru's eyelids twitch. He complained in his heart that his boss gave him such a difficult job. It would be better to face Shi Yu Yue Ling himself than to talk to these irritating guys. At least when facing that guy, he only had to take risks instead of facing mental torture.
Never mind. Without asking anything, he waved goodbye to the three people and let them go. They walked out arm in arm, laughing and joking. At the last moment before leaving, Hagiwara Kenji turned around and reminded them, "Pay attention to tomorrow's news."
Tomorrow's news. Kanuma Toru immediately looked up at the people at the door, but the three people had already closed the door and left. Onitsuka pushed the door open and walked in: "You got it, right? If you got it, then leave quickly."
“…” Kanuma Toru was silent, thinking to himself, it would be nice if I could ask, but he didn’t say that and stood up to leave.
Standing outside the police academy gate, Toru Kanuma was on the phone with his superior: "Well, they told us to pay attention to tomorrow's news."
“…”
"Okay, I got it." Toru Kanuma hung up the phone, sat in the car with his hands on the steering wheel and sighed. Why are these people so difficult to deal with? What did the two who left do with their leave?
The day before yesterday, Shi Yu Yue Ling and the others were having a barbecue at the beach. Jōgu Rei stood beside Shi Yu Yue Ling and stared at the endless sea.
"Are you sure Hiro and the others won't be in danger? Why don't you spread the news today? That organization won't clean up that sea area?"
Why are you so talkative today? Shi Yu Yue Ling tilted her head to look at Fūya Ling's profile, suppressing her inner confusion and calmly answering, "The mermaids are their top priority. They don't react that quickly. The burial pit we found is quite large, and cleaning it up would take a lot of effort. By the time they realized they needed to clean it up, we'd already collected all the evidence we could."
After hearing Shi Yu Yue Ling's answer, Jiang Gu Ling turned his head to look at her and asked stubbornly: "What if they are still tracking us down there at this moment?"
"No, the locating device is with KK. Their people have probably been lured into the city. Even if there are people left down there, they can't be the action team. Bingbing's ability is spirit transformation. Their current state is more like ghosts. They won't be discovered. Even if they are discovered, ordinary lethal weapons will not be able to harm them."
After the training ended today, Jōtani Rei and Zhufu Jingguang were called out by Shigure Yueling through the mirror. Bingbing took Zhufu Jingguang to the sea to confirm the situation of that sea area and confirmed that it was a mountain made of piled corpses. The plan they had discussed would be implemented tomorrow.
After hearing the answer, Fūya Rei, who was worried about Morobushi Kagemitsu, said nothing and stared at the sea without blinking.
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