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"No problem, I'm also very curious about the reason why Rum did this." Shinfan has reached the tenth level of the qin language, and has successfully grasped the gin mentality. On the surface, he agreed to his invitation. As for how to do it in practice, it does not concern the gin. something happened.

Gin didn't seem to expect Mezcal to agree so readily. The unexpected success made him feel happy, and his tone became much calmer: "When I recently collected information about the organization, I found some old things."

"Oh?" Nobuman raised his eyebrows with interest, "I like old things the most, so let me tell you."

"A certain undercover agent who was executed by an organization four years ago has a lot of doubts about him." Jin Jiu pointed out.

Speaking of the undercover agent four years ago, Shinfan was so familiar that he immediately shut up.

He didn't get a response from Mezcal, and Gin didn't care. He continued on his own: "I told you about this, and the executioner is Shuichi Akai, who has confirmed his betrayal. He can kill him simply and neatly. People, I'm afraid it's not a real undercover."

"What's the matter? Isn't your purpose 'would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go'?"

"That was before. In the current situation where the enemy is unknown, every friendly force needs to be treated with caution."

"It's rare to hear such words from your mouth." Nobunaga yawned to show that he wasn't interested in the topic Gin brought up.

He didn't know why Gin suddenly became interested in Scotland after so long, but in any case, Nobunaga didn't want to be ripped off by Gin. Exposing Scotland's identity would not do him any good, but could lead to unforeseen trouble.

Gin knew Mezcal, and it was absolutely impossible for the man to admit his relationship with Scotland. Nor did he expect to get Mezcal to speak to him in a sentence or two.

After hanging up the phone, Gin with a gloomy face said coldly to his younger brother: "Within a week, I want all the evidence of the Scottish undercover agent."

Vodka was stunned: "Ah, a week? It is estimated that the original materials have been sealed or destroyed. One week is too little and not enough."

"Three days." Jin Jiu's face gradually turned hideous.

"Uh... well, I'll try my best to collect it." Vodka said with a bitter face, "But brother, it's been four years since Scotland was executed, and there's very little information left. Instead of investigating an undercover agent who died four years ago, it It's better to look for the tumor hidden in the tissue."

Hearing this, Gin's icy eye knife stabbed vodka at no cost.

Vodka fell silent.

As a little brother who is almost useless except for driving and pretending to be brutal, vodka has survived around Gin until now, relying on obedience and winking. No matter how stupid he was, he knew that the elder brother was angry.

Although, Vodka still couldn't understand the big brother's intention to let him investigate a dead man.

Maybe the height of the big brother is really beyond his reach!

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When Shinfan ended the call and returned to the recording studio, the investigation and evidence collection here had made new progress.

"That is to say, during the period of the deceased's death, only Ms. Ranka Kifune, Ms. Yuiko Fuekawa, and Ms. Rumi Koguro ever entered the recording studio." Takagi Shibu took the police manual to record something, "and you are in The time spent in the studio is about ten minutes.”

"During this period, they never left the recording studio, but they couldn't find the murder weapon, is that so?" asked the Mumu police department.

"Well, we searched every corner, including the toilet. Considering that the murderer might cut the murder weapon and flush it into the toilet, we also checked the scissors carried by Yuiko Fuekawa and the nail clippers of Miss Rumi Koguro. , but no blood was found."

When Shinfan walked into the recording studio, Shiliang really looked in his direction with a serious and nostalgic expression.

The look made his heart skip a beat.

"Shiliang, what are you looking at?" Mao Lilan followed Shiliang's pure line of sight, and smiled towards Xinfan, "Mr. Asano, you're done calling."

"Hmmmm? Are those two suspicious?" Suzuki Sonoko secretly speculated.

After listening to Suzuki Sonoko's words, Nobunaga realized that Shiliang Zhenchun was not looking at him just now, but was looking at the two customers who came in behind him, one of whom was carrying a black guitar case.

"No..." Shiliang Zhenchun retracted his gaze and explained, "As soon as I saw the person carrying the guitar case, I couldn't help but think of four years ago, when I suddenly saw the opposite side on the platform of the station. Show brother of the guitar case."

Speaking of his eldest brother who is always away from home, Shiliang Zhenchun seemed to miss him very much: "I was taken aback at that time, because I always thought Brother Xiu went to the United States. And I have never seen him play music in the past. ."

Shiliang Zhenchun spoke very slowly, completely different from her previous image of a resolute female man. Her tone was full of longing and admiration for her eldest brother. Listening to her rambling description, Nobuhan's thoughts returned to that ordinary but special afternoon four years ago.

In the early autumn sun, the scorching heat wave scorched every inch of the land, and there was only a hint of coolness in the place shaded by the awning.

There are many people on the platform of the tram, but some of them are busy social animals in the city. There are three young people dressed in fashion among them.

One of them had black hair that was as long as the legs, which was covered by a woolen hat. It didn't show femininity at all, but more tenderness of iron blood; It's hard to spy on his true face; the young man in charge of buying the tickets at the end wears a blue shirt and a lapel jacket, with a tie loosely tied around his chest, with a sunny and casual temperament. He also wears a peaked cap with only a few strands of golden hair. hanging on the temples.

They were carrying piano cases and seemed to be friends who played music together.

"Why choose an inefficient means of transportation like the tram?" The young Bourbon, who had just gotten his code name, questioned with a stern face. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Beside him, Scotland, who is known for his good-natured temperament in the organization, is skillful and muddy: "Rye is an action plan finalized after a comprehensive consideration of various factors. It is also convenient to take the tram, and it is not easy to be suspected by the police."

Rye, who has been working alone for many years, is not so patient, and he said indifferently: "traffic jam, don't you know?"

Bourbon's fist hardened.

Fortunately, the tram arrived soon, and Scotland hurriedly urged the two stingers, who disliked each other, to get on the train.

He felt that it was too difficult for him, and he had to coordinate the relationship between two undercover agents in the organization for work efficiency.

None of them noticed that on the other side of the platform, a girl dressed as a boy with cute little tiger teeth was staring blankly at Rye.

That was Shiliang Zhenchun, who had just entered China.

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Note: Rye and Ley have one literal translation and one transliteration. In order to distinguish Xiuyi before amnesia and Xiuyi after amnesia, the author uses different code names, and the English writing is the same.