How Real Wine Became the Light of the Metropolitan Police

The dark gray security door suddenly jammed.

The blond young man's slender five fingers firmly supported the edge of the door, and his purple-gray eyes stared at him, making Xin Haikong who wanted to close the door unable to start.

With the phone in his hand, Matsuda unconsciously asked if Xin Haikong was home.

"Mr. Amuro, is there anything else?"

Xin Haikong released his hand that he wanted to close the door, looked at Amuro Toru suspiciously, and used his eyes to indicate that the other party had arrived home.

Originally, it was agreed that Toru Amuro would take him home, but when he arrived at the door of the house, what did he mean by standing by the door and not leaving?

"Or, Mr. Amuro finally decided to talk to me, the little policeman, about what you said when you faced the kidnapper?"

Xin Haikong was a little bit yin and yang, his lips were pursed, and his eyes were sharply looking at Amuro Toru.

Amuro pushed the door open and entered, with no expression on his face. After carefully closing the door behind him, Xin Haikong stepped into the room first.

"Mr. Amuro?"

Xin Haikong looked suspiciously at Amuro Toru searching up and down the house, carefully stroking his fingers over various dead ends, as if he was looking for something.

Shouldn't it, are you looking for bugs and cameras?

He had already looked for this kind of thing on the first day he moved in, and there was nothing. His house couldn't be safer.

Perhaps it was because he finally realized this, Amuro Toru, who had achieved nothing, heaved a sigh of relief and turned to look at Xin Haikong.

"What the **** do you want to do? Bourbon? That's the name. I don't want to believe that Mr. Amuro will do bad things to me in the future, but if you really think so, please remember , on the other end of the phone, there is a policeman listening."

Xin Haikong also lowered his face and raised the mobile phone in his hand.

From seeing the other party looking for cameras and bugs everywhere, he probably guessed that the other party should be confessing.

How would you say it, Mr. Undercover?

Amuro Toru's lips trembled when he heard the word Bourbon.

Turning back to seriousness, he ignored Xin Haikong's accusation. He had been undercover for many years, and his psychological endurance far exceeded that of a flower growing in a greenhouse like Xin Haikong. What traces are left in the heart.

He pulled Xin Haikong to sit in front of the sofa, sat on the opposite sofa, then took out Xin Haikong's mobile phone that was on the phone, and put it on the coffee table in the middle.

Matsuda, who was on the other side of the phone, didn't say a word from the beginning, and seemed to realize something.

Amuro Toru first explained to the phone, "Matsuda, please ensure that you are in a safe environment."

Matsuda didn't make a sound, and there was a rustling voice on the other end of the phone, which should be shifting positions. After half a ring, there was a short "OK" from the opposite side.

Amuro looked at Xin Haikong calmly.

"Officer Xinhai, from now on, I will tell you some things. Before saying these things, I have to prove my identity."

Xin Haikong cooperated and sat up straight, and his amber pupils stared at Toru Amuro earnestly and suspiciously.

"My original name is Tsukatani Zero, from the same period of Matsuda Jinping Police Academy."

The young man across from the sofa's eyes widened, his lips opened slightly, revealing his white teeth, as if surprised by this information, and somewhat disbelieving.

He was even shocked, he opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound, just stared at himself blankly.

Indeed, an ordinary coffee shop waiter, a neighbor with whom he could barely be called a good relationship, just revealed his bad identity, was caught and followed, and then told him that he was also a policeman. It's really big.

Amuro Toru proceeded as planned, pointing to the phone in the center of the table.

"This point, Matsuda on the other side of the phone can prove it for me."

Matsuda Rao, who was on the other side of the phone, was already prepared, and after hearing Amuro Toru's rude words, he couldn't help but sneer. This guy hasn't changed a bit in this regard over the years.

"This guy is indeed my classmate from the police academy." After Matsuda said this, he probably also realized the purpose of Amuro Toru calling him.

He reluctantly added a sentence, which can be regarded as another booster for Xin Haikong.

"Although I don't know where he is now, he must be a policeman."

When Amuro heard the words, a helpless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. His purple-gray eyes stared at Xin Haikong gently.

Matsuda Jinpei's role in the younger generation in front of him far exceeded Amuro Toru's belief, and the other party's eyes that were full of doubts now wavered.

A curious look appeared on his face.

"So, Mr. Amuro, are you—"

The little policeman soon realized the possible identity of the senior in front of him. There was only one possibility for a policeman who graduated from the police academy to join a mysterious organization.

And this possibility, most of the police will tacitly understand after guessing.

"No wonder you..."

"I need to talk to you alone about the next content." Amuro reached out his hand to hang up the phone.

"Wait! Furugu, I won't ask what you're going to say." Matsuda on the other side of the phone interrupted Amuro's movements, "But since you borrowed me, you should tell me if Xin Haikong was involved. in certain things."

He pointedly emphasized the word "thing".

Since Matsuda Jinhei saw Furuya Zero again at the coffee shop, or after graduating from the police academy, he has not seen Furuya and Zhufu at the Metropolitan Police Department. He has realized that these two periods should be the same. Going to take on undercover work.

Before they could walk freely under the sun again, keeping a distance, pretending to be strangers, and praying silently in the bottom of his heart were all he could do.

But Fukugu appeared in their lives again, and now contacting him at such a sensitive time as Xin Haikong was kidnapped, which made Matsuda have to think more.

What kind of organization did the former friends go undercover to, so that they have not heard from them for so many years. And why is such an organization associated with Xinkaikong?

Hearing Matsuda's question, Amuro fell silent.

And this silence has confirmed the conjecture in Matsuda's heart.

"I will discuss with Matsuda about the follow-up matters."

Xin Haikong quickly reached out and hung up the phone, looking up at Amuro Toru.

"Now, Mr. Amuro, for safety's sake, I will continue to call you by that name."

"Since you are Matsuda's contemporaries, you are my senior. I trust Matsuda Jinhei, so I will try to trust you, Mr. Amuro."

Without words, they knew each other well. This trust is for Matsuda Jinhei, not for him Toru Amuro.

Although the young man still maintained a condensed face, there was a little bit of trust in his amber pupils, as if he was trying to regard him as a senior worthy of admiration.

Toru Amuro looked at those eyes, and his words were a little shaken before he could say it.

For those who walk in the dark, it is enough to have him alone. But now, he may have to pull this young junior in.

"You remember, when I was kidnapped before, I said I was a member of an organization, code-named Bourbon."

Shinkai nodded obediently.

"It was a huge multinational organization, and its members would be code-named with wine names, but in fact, in addition to the members with wine names, there were countless bottom-level members without code names. Up and down, whether it is the official government or the armed forces such as the military and police stations, there are organized undercover agents.”

Amuro Toru's face became quiet a little bit along with what he said.

On such a serious occasion, Xin Haikong was a little hard to control his expression. The organization is indeed terrifying, but Amuro, do you know that the person sitting directly across from you is the undercover agent of the organization.

Xin Haikong's lower teeth pressed tightly against his lips, maintaining a shocked and slightly panicked expression, which perfectly exemplified the fear of learning for the first time that such a huge organization was lurking around him.

But at the same time, it can maintain the surface calm, without losing the demeanor of the police.

"Because of this, this organization has existed for half a century, but no one has been able to really spy on its traces. Until many years ago, the Japanese police discovered traces of this organization's activities in Japan, and since then they have sent several officers to the organization. Undercover, and I am the undercover agent sent by the Japanese police."

"Then why did Mr. Amuro tell me all this?" Xin Kaikong leaned forward, his eyes fixed on each other, and he asked an offensive question.

It is impossible for any police officer to fully trust each other in this situation. It would be strange if Xin Haikong directly agreed.

"I thought Officer Shinkai could guess." Toru Amuro threw the question back.

It can indeed be guessed. The only reason for Amuro to take the initiative to inform this information is that Amuro is convinced that the organization has already set his sights on Xin Haikong.

Amuro had a high degree of trust in him, but at this time he should have shown distrust of the other party.

It is necessary to let the other party win the trust of yourself, and appropriately put yourself into a passive situation.

Xin Haikong sat up slightly, pursed his lips, and raised his chin slightly.

"Although I don't know what the so-called organization is, I don't think that the previous kidnapping case has anything to do with the organization that Mr. Amuro said. Matsuda has checked the latest news, Mr. Amuro, you have also heard, the kidnapping. My car was borrowed by the port mafia, and the other party is likely to be dissatisfied with the fact that I have destroyed their cooperation with the Hakuma-gumi recently, and just took revenge."

Throwing bricks to attract jade. He needs to know how far the script that An Shi has made up through his brain has gone, whether there are any loopholes, and whether there are any parts that can be used in his future plans.

Amuro Toru also sat up straight.

"Then what does Officer Shinkai think of Murakami? Do you really believe that Murakami is completely innocent, but someone took advantage of Murakami's voice?"

of course not.

Murakami must have been bought off, or someone who was Osamu Dazai from the beginning.

But Toru Amuro really misunderstood the organization in this matter, and there is only one undercover organization who specially searched the headquarters, that is, he Xin Haikong.

"Isn't it? There are two hundred policemen in Murakami to testify for him. Even if the phone can be recorded, it is impossible for him to be in Osaka at noon and rush back to Tokyo in the afternoon to kidnap us?"

The youth's voice rose slightly, with self-evident confidence.

"Why is it not possible? The phone can be recorded, and the prisoner never actually appeared from the beginning to the end. We just contacted us through the loudspeaker. As long as there are other helpers on the scene, the prisoner can complete everything smoothly even if he is in Osaka."

Amuro paused for a while, then continued, "And I got reliable information that the organization has an undercover agent in the special search headquarters."

!

Shinkai's pupils dilated uncontrollably. Fortunately, as a policeman, he should have been so shocked at this time.

Is the gin too fast?

Big brother in a hurry?

It stands to reason that the news should not be spread to the police so quickly, and the organization should have no traces left after the final sweep...

On the day Amuro Toru asked for leave, it was indeed to participate in the mission of the organization!

He really should have added a little more to that email informing Gin at the time: Bourbon and the dog can't participate!

Of course, this is just talk, but he wants to add it, but after adding gin, there will be doubts:

Why can't Bourbon attend?

Is there something wrong with Bourbon, or is there something wrong with his Moscato?

Good guy, according to Lao Qin's inexplicable tolerance for himself, Bourbon may be off the assembly line early this wave.

It's not so harmful to the other party. He still needs the help of the public security.

The moment he passed the news to Gin, he was ready to be discovered that there were undercover agents in the Metropolitan Police Department.

But he did not expect that the other party would be able to narrow down the scope to such a small extent. There were not many police officers on the scene at that time, but indeed only the members of the special search headquarters knew the exact information.

Hundreds of secrets.

But fortunately, An Shitou's own brain supplement helped him come back.

The question now is how to fasten this hat firmly on Masaki Murakami's head. It is best for the other party to put on M's clothes and never take it off.

The Shinkansen, Tokyo Tower, and this kidnapping case are all on his head.

"Mr. Amuro means that the undercover agent of the organization in the special search headquarters was Murakami, and he was eyeing me, right? What is the explanation for the Tokyo Tower incident? Was that also planned by the 'organization' that Mr. Amuro said?"

Xin Haikong pressed closer and asked again and again.

Amuro Toru did not panic at all, calmly explained.

"That's right. If the Shinkai police officer still has an impression, as soon as the Tokyo Tower incident happened, I rushed to your ward at that time. This is because the bomb used by the prisoners in the Tokyo Tower incident was specially made by the organization, and the Tokyo Tower incident At the same time, Zando Matsumoto, a politician not far away, was also attacked by the organization. The Tokyo Tower incident is obviously a cover for the organization to attack Zando Matsumoto, and the prisoners of Tokyo Tower must be members of the organization.”

Xin Haikong fell silent, frowned, and made a thoughtful look.

But he was not thinking about the credibility of An Shitou's remarks, but was trying to understand the script that Qing Anshitou had made up.

At that time, he misled An Shitou in the ward, just to clear his suspicions, but he never imagined that there would be such consequences later.

The other party has completely fallen into the logical closed loop that he has set for himself - the prisoners of Tokyo Tower must be members of the organization, and the kidnappers must be members of the organization since they are prisoners of Tokyo Tower. The kidnapping of Xin Haikong by members of the organization means that the organization is eyeing Xin Haikong.

Special search headquarters organized undercover, Murakami Masaki kidnapped Xin Haikong, so Murakami Masaki is an undercover organization.

If this latter closed loop may have something to scrutinize, then the former closed loop has almost reached the point of invulnerability.

To be able to use the known information to push to this point, Amuro Toru is a person who can hide in the winery for so many years.

It's a pity that he met Xin Haikong, and all the basic points of logic were built in the wrong place.

If Toru Amuro has already thought of this step, can he think that the other party should have begun to doubt whether the port mafia is colluding with the organization.

Xin Haikong pondered and said slowly:

"According to Mr. Amuro's meaning, that so-called organization has already targeted me? But the car that kidnapped me was obviously owned by the port mafia."

"It is true. So I am also wondering if the organization has already been in contact with the port mafia."

Toru Amuro nodded in approval.

"The port mafia has always been firmly in control of Yokohama, standing against the Armed Detective Agency and the Special Forces Division. I have been undercover for so many years, and I have never seen the forces of the organization infiltrating Yokohama. But this kidnapping is likely to expose the organization. There has been private contact with the port mafia."

Shouldn't be. The port mafia is a supernatural organization no matter what, and the black organization should not be able to infiltrate Yokohama.

But it's not impossible. If Toru Amuro really thinks this way, he might be able to take advantage of the other party's ideas.

"Then why did the organization target me? I'm just an ordinary police officer."

"Officer Shinkai is no ordinary police officer. You will soon be the youngest police officer in the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department."

Amuro Toru's purple-gray eyes unconsciously revealed a hint of admiration.

The young junior started his internship at the Metropolitan Police Department three years ago, and has been solving major cases. Not long ago, he was one of the leaders of the special investigation headquarters, leading the police to solve the case of the Hashima group.

"Although I don't know what the organization's specific purpose is, the organization has always been interested in attracting potential talents from all walks of life, either by bribing it with money, or by threatening with force, coercing and enticing these young talents to work for the organization and become an organization. Talents in reserve. It is very likely that you will face the same situation, police officer Xinhai."

"Cough, cough."

Xin Haikong couldn't hold back his laughter, he squeezed a fist with one hand, pressed it against his lips, forced the laughter into a cough, coughed and bent over, a morbid blush on his snow-white cheeks.

This misunderstanding is too outrageous, but it may not have provided him with a new idea. The righteous policeman was forced to join the black side, but he was in the winery and at the Metropolitan Police Department. How about this script?

In this case, even if he really accidentally loses his horse while performing the winery mission, there is still a way to go.

But in this way, Amuro Toru and Akai Shuichi will have two sets of scripts? The risk of exposure is a bit high.

No, Xin Haikong thought about it again.

Toru Amuro and Shuichi Akai are dead or alive every time they meet, even if they really hold two sets of scripts, it doesn't seem to affect anything...

Xin Haikong lowered his head and restrained his smile.

After a while, as if coming back to his senses, he raised his head and looked at Toru Amuro as if asking for help.

"Does the organization still force me to sacrifice my life for them?"

Amuro Toru half straightened up, brought a glass of water to Xin Haikong, and said helplessly:

"This is just the worst case. The organization hasn't had time to explain its intentions this time, but it won't be the case next time. Before you can truly be independent, always pay attention to your own safety. That's why I tell you this directly. The reason for the ins and outs of the incident."

"Then should I tell Matsuda about this?"

"Knowing this, it hurt him instead."

Amuro's expression became indifferent, his eyelids drooping down.

Shinkai nodded knowingly.

"After that, when I'm outside, what kind of attitude should I use to treat you?"

Amuro pondered for a while, then raised his head and said:

"We haven't figured out the purpose of the organization. M saw the scene where my identity was revealed at the time, but from your standpoint, you shouldn't know what an organization is. You can think of me as a small gang member, suspecting Ground, negative, or even saving a stray friend. Play as you like."

"I see. The organization really contacted me, and I will tell you as soon as possible."

Toru Amuro's eyes trembled unnaturally. If the organization really contacts Xin Haikong, and Xin Haikong does not agree, it may directly eliminate this promising young policeman.

"In short, you need to be very careful about your own safety recently, and keep in touch with the people around you at any time. If you have the conditions, you may consider leaving Tokyo temporarily to avoid the limelight."

Amuro Toru pointedly explained that there was a strange light in his purple-gray eyes.

Leaving Tokyo?

Xin Haikong quickly realized Toru Amuro's intention and showed a clear smile.

He could probably guess Amuro Toru's plan.

Just right, if Xin Haikong wants to figure out the purpose of Dazai's kidnapping, there may be a good entry point.

"That also requires Mr. Amuro to give me a chance."

"Opportunities will appear on their own."

Amuro had already stood up and was about to leave. He reopened the previously locked door lock, and was half-bent over to put on his shoes, when a soft call came from behind him.

"zero."

He stood up in shock, was in a trance for a moment, and when he turned around, he saw the young man half leaning on the sofa, his handsome nose was half-shadowed by the light in the living room, his pink lips were folded together, and his amber eyes were watching Looking at himself, his eyes seemed to be filled with inexplicable emotions.

For some reason, he suddenly felt that the scene in front of him was very familiar, as if the same thing had happened a long time ago.

"Suddenly I remembered the previous option. It was also for this reason that Mr. Amuro wanted to choose this number?"

The young man explained apologetically, but did not show the evil taste hidden under the docile appearance at all.

"Almost, I've always believed that zero is not the end, but the beginning of everything."