books44 Chapter 225: Does Jingguang's Secret Care for His Childhood Friend Count as a Form of Spying?
Chapter 225: Does Jingguang's Secret Care for His Childhood Friend Count as a Form of Spying?
Goodbye, everyone, goodnight—
"Goodbye, Brother Heimen!"
After the apprenticeship ceremony, the two masters and disciples were still enjoying drinks when Kuromon Haruya bid farewell to Conan and Ran, who looked helpless, and returned to the apartment the way he came.
A few seconds later, a figure wearing a black trench coat jumped from the fourth-floor window, landed steadily, and arrived at the alleyway at the back door of the apartment.
An indigo-blue Lamborghini had been waiting for some time.
He opened the car door, and Yoruichi Kuromon sat in the passenger seat, letting the vehicle drive into the main road of the commercial street.
Inside the display windows of the electrical product shops, each window uniformly reported on the upcoming grand event. The magnificent and towering buildings shimmered under the night sky, their grandeur palpable even through the car windows.
"Recently, IT giant Sindora announced that the virtual reality game 'Cocoon,' which it co-developed with a Japanese game developer, will have its grand first public launch event at the Beika City Hall!"
Du, du.
With a light tap of his fingers on the privacy glass window, the car smoothly stopped in the empty space in front of the shop window.
"You haven't changed at all. You can't help but personally observe when it comes to people you care about, and you can't put your mind at ease unless you do it yourself. This is not a good habit."
The car window rolled down a crack. Vehicles streamed past, their red and white taillights shimmering through the hair before disappearing into the distance.
Heimen Yaoye leaned against the passenger seat, letting the lights and noise outside the window invade him. He lightly bit a cigarette between his lips, each breath seeming like a prelude to his fall.
chapped.
One hand gently shields the lighter's flame, respectfully and carefully guiding the flame to kiss the tobacco. The white smoke rises slowly in the evening breeze, until it is inadvertently dispersed by its owner.
Turning his gaze away from the news report on television, Kuromon Haruya looked at Kurokawa Kagemitsu beside him: "Speaking of which, when I left, Bourbon was offering to bathe and scrub Mr. Mori's back!"
Although the two of them sobered up as soon as they removed the stickers from their jackets.
Seeing that the other person still looked worried, Kuromon Haruya dropped his smiling mask, propped himself up with his left hand, leaned over and looked down at him: "It's rare for a close friend to be able to find a chance to relax and take a breather from his tiring and stressful daily life. Shouldn't you be happy for him?"
Taking a sharp breath, Kurokawa Kagemitsu snapped back to reality under the pressure, instinctively wanting to deny it: "No, I just..."
Don't lie to the boss!
"...Okay, I'm still a little worried. Zero's performance with Miyano Akemi made me uneasy, and you've been contacting him more and more frequently lately, boss."
Haruya Kuromon narrowed her eyes in satisfaction, sat back down, and waved her hand amiably: "Don't worry~ I'm one of the few people in the industry who values promises. I remember the contract between you and me very clearly~"
As he spoke, he deliberately cleared his throat and announced in a cold, inorganic female voice:
"Mr. Fushimori Kagemitsu, the former undercover agent sent into the organization by the Japanese Public Security Bureau, although your betrayal of the organization is heartbreaking, it does not hinder the organization's benevolence."
Moved by your act of self-destruction after your undercover identity was exposed, the organization hereby issues you a long-term order:
1. From this day forward, you will become the boss's direct subordinate, and his agent in the light.
2. Change the code name to 'Solid Whisky', change the name to 'Kurokawa Kagemitsu', and change the permissions to waiter.
3. To continuously monitor the psychological state of Rei Furuya, the undercover agent of Public Security Group Zero (codename Bourbon), ensuring he always upholds the justice and mission of the public security police, secretly maintaining his undercover identity, and preventing him from leaving the organization.
Penalties for mission failure include, but are not limited to:
Forced annihilation; your fellow police academy classmates and their families will face a brutal retaliation, though not necessarily death; a series of large-scale explosions occur in the Keihin Industrial Zone; uh, and then…”
"Hiss... What did I say back then? Anyway, the number of people who will be buried with you two will exceed 3500 million!"
"..." Kurokawa Kagemitsu's eye twitched.
Only the boss could dismiss such behavior as child's play.
Upon hearing this staggering number again, he was no longer as bewildered and confused as when he had just been resurrected. After all, the deeper he stepped into the dark abyss of the organization, the more alarmed he became to realize that the organization seemed to indeed have the strength to achieve this goal.
The only good news is that after four years of working together, he has learned how to deal with a boss who is in a great mood—the more anxious and concerned he is, the easier it is for him to take the bait. If he is docile and doesn't give the other party a sense of conquest, he will naturally shift his target.
"Haha, it's better if you can't remember such a terrible thing!"
Seeing his mature and smooth reaction, Kuromon Haruya lost interest and lay down on his side, slumped in dejection: "So, besides worrying about your adorable childhood friend, is there anything else you want to report to me?"
"It was my former contact person who sent the message."
Kagemitsu Kurokawa placed his laptop on his lap and opened the email address he had once used for undercover communication:
"The Japanese Public Security high command was relieved to learn that I had not yet died in the line of duty, and warned me to be on high alert. As the only remaining Public Security mole within the organization, I must prioritize my own safety above all else. To prevent retaliation from the organization, my family and friends have been moved to a safe area."
The response to the matter we made while trying to apprehend Akemi Miyano was only given after the New Year, when spring was almost here. That's comparable to the British government's processing speed!
Kuromon Haruya gave a dismissive snort, then propped his chin on his hand and scoffed, "Huh? That's strange! According to the organization's intelligence network, there's absolutely no movement from Nagano~"
On the surface, he used platitudes to appease Kurokawa Kagemitsu, but in reality, he was using Morofushi Takaaki as bait to test whether Sogrid was actually Morofushi Kagemitsu.
Such ruthless tactics suggest that the decision-maker must hold a much higher position than Kuroda Hyōe, otherwise the latter would have stopped it long ago.
"You've already read it, no need to give the other side any reaction, just confirm your undercover identity."
He stubbed out his cigarette, opened the car door, took a few steps away, and then suddenly turned back meaningfully:
"The organization won't target Officer Kongming in Nagano, but the eagles circling in the sky might be a different story... Beware of those who steal from you, that's my advice."
"After all, you two brothers are one of the traces of her existence."