How Real Wine Became the Light of the Metropolitan Police

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Xin Haikong was awakened from his memory by the sudden knock on the door. He looked at the banging security door that was being photographed with a little surprise.

What's the matter?

Put up with a certain Mr. Public Security for a few more days, and accompany him for a few more days to play a little game like this for children. Anyway, his goal is to kill Rum and bring Zhufu to the table by the way.

Xin Haikong sighed and opened the security door helplessly.

"Excuse me if-"

"Officer Xinhai, are you alright!" Feng Jian suddenly pushed open the security door and almost pushed Xin Haikong who was standing behind the door to the ground.

...It was all right, but if you push it again, it may be okay.

"What's the matter? I'm at home alone, it's fine."

Xin Haikong forced himself to raise the corners of his mouth and responded warmly.

"Ah, you're fine. We saw that after you went back, the lights in the living room have not been turned on, so we are a little worried about your safety."

"I'm sorry, I just glanced at the information on my mobile phone, and I haven't had time to turn on the lights yet, so you are worried." Xin Haikong raised his hand and pressed the switch at the entrance heavily, and the bright light instantly filled the entire living room.

"If there's nothing else, I'll close the door first?"

Xin Haikong closed the security door heavily and slowly in Kazami's nod.

He kicked off the shoes on his feet, walked to the sofa in three or two steps, sat down, and continued to watch the forum that was interrupted just now.

Landlord: [Top] "Barbecue Self-service Murder Incident"

One meter six empty sauce my love: so good, so good! The new case is empty again! This time, it's empty hee hee hee hee hee hee hee eating barbecue, happy circle.jpg.

The working emperor in the winery: Cough, calm down upstairs, the case this time is so complicated, I'm a little bit confused.

When did the Metropolitan Police Department close down: Hey, why do you need to make it clear, just need to know, did something happen to the empty space first? No. Second, is it dead? died. Finally, did you choose one of three? Well, this time, I didn't choose one of the three. The only suspects seemed to be the owner and the wife.

Edward: There are three choices. After all, the deceased himself is the third option. Who would have thought that the deceased killed himself. Choose one of three new concepts, die laughing.

Amber Chuan: No, I didn't understand the carbon monoxide thing. I have a bad mind, I admit it, and I knelt down gently. Can someone come out and explain, why does it feel like carbon monoxide is being released on three sides...

Super high school level detective: I'm not a boss, but I can help explain. There are indeed three parties who want to release carbon monoxide. The first one is the deceased, who used it to commit suicide and defraud insurance. His carbon monoxide was brought in a jar, and his wife took the empty jar away with the cooperation of the thief.

Then the second person who wants to put carbon monoxide is the shop owner. The shop owner wanted to kill the dead, but before he had time to do it, he was interrupted by Brother Kong and the others. Isn't the last paragraph repeatedly interweaving memories and reality? The memory is that the shopkeeper took the silver jar containing carbon monoxide out of the cardboard box of the locker, but the reality is that he put the jar back in a guilty conscience.

The last one was actually someone who wanted to harm Brother Kong. According to Kazami, it was a suspicious man in black with a jar... Anyway, the person who harmed Brother Kong, from a logical point of view, most likely was a winery. However, I feel that this method of killing is quite unique, and I really can't see that it was done by the organization.

Miaomu brother: Hahaha indeed, what a small idea to use carbon monoxide, it's really a little expert in the kitchen. Aren't the breweries flying helicopters to sweep Tokyo Tower? The scene is too small, the scene is too small. (dog head)

Amber Chuan: Uuuu thank you boss, sit down obediently and pretend you understand.

Overhead Milk Tea Hot Pot: So is the winery really going to do something to Kong Ge? (shivering.jpg) I didn't miss anything, I remember that in the last case where Brother Kong appeared, wasn't Brother Kong just kidnapped by Rum and rescued? Why is the winery trying to kill Brother Kong again!

. . : You didn't miss it, after Rum kidnapped Brother Kong last time, the policeman named Jinping Matsuda ran to save Brother Kong, but he came a step late, and Brother Kong's life-and-death crisis was resolved by Malt. These two are already M Reserves here. I suspect that it was Rum's idea to kill Brother Kong this time, because both Matsuda and Malt went to save Brother Kong, indicating that M didn't want to die in vain, but Rum just...

The last time Amuro Toru changed Rongcheng to Matsuda to save him. For some reason, the manga didn't draw the true face of the latter from beginning to end. Matsuda's appearance was always used, so that readers on the forum now think that he was saved. His people are Matsuda and Malt.

This misunderstanding is expected to last for a long time, because according to the current plot, the creator has not explained all this for the time being. The bond between Matsuda and Amuro Toru has not appeared in the comics for a long time. So far, in the minds of readers, Matsuda Jinping should be just an M reserve.

Sakura: ! I immediately made up an empty story in my head. The evil strategist born in the dark and manipulating people's hearts accidentally met the little policeman of light and justice. He has been immersed in the darkness for many years and has lost the ability to approach the light. Those in justice are also drawn into darkness. He carefully designed countless cases, not for evil, but for the little police to see - in this cruel world, everyone is carrying crimes and slowly moving forward, and everyone has hidden secrets in their hearts or clearly declared them. monstrous malice. A person who is truly free of dust will only be like the fireworks that dissipate in the sky, leaving no trace.

Sakura: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhin

Qianqian: He chased, he fled, they couldn't fly. Hahaha upstairs, be careful with the empty brother hammering your dog's head.

Joseph: Upstairs, wouldn't it be better if you substitute M into Matsuda Jinping? (I am a decent person)

New concept love: cough, cough! Upstairs, maybe you remember we were just discussing the case? Brother Kong is being targeted by the winery again! It always felt very dangerous.

Green Sea: Take it easy, Kong Kongzi is so popular now, as long as the old thief is not out of his mind, he will not easily send him a lunch. Maybe I can still have the opportunity to try A drug, so that we can harvest a 6-year-old version of Kong Kong. Lie flat, star eyes, drool, suck.

Little Strawberry: Wuhu, I have seen 26-year-old Kong Kong, 18-year-old Kong Kong, but I have not seen 6-year-old Wuwuwu, with a small head, a loose black hair, and a tender white face , because I was shy, I hid behind the strange aunt, pulled the corner of my aunt's clothes with short fingers, and carefully stuck out half of her face, and her round amber eyes blinked at you. Ah ah ah, hurry up and try medicine A!

Mercury: Die of laughter, all fans want to be mothers these days. I'm different, I just simply like my empty IQ.

Xiyan: I'm just worried about my Kong's safety. Rum wants to kill Brother Kong? How will you do it? This time, the carbon monoxide is a little too mentally retarded. Wouldn't it be faster for the organization to put a bomb?

Yuanmu Qiuyu: Plus one, and sniper rifles, where did the snipers of the organization go? Does the organization have no snipers other than a certain FBI?

Shuanghei: To tell the truth, if the organization really wants to snipe, I'm afraid it won't work. Kong Kong and the others are all prepared now. They are either at the police station or at home, but if they go out for dinner, they will be more cautious. And Kazami has been guarding downstairs...

Head of Heilonghui: I laughed so hard, I used to hate the police every time I saw the scene where the police appeared, but this time I watched them eat and sleep in the open, guarding the door for me all night. jpg.

New concept love: Are you afraid that the tears you shed upstairs are not crocodile tears? Ha ha ha ha. And, as expected, the main storyline is more attractive, but the murder case with a larger length in this chapter is rarely mentioned.

Green Sea: Actually, it's not that I don't want to discuss this. I just feel that in this murder case, the people involved are basically a bit yue. This shop owner really **** me off. I really always thought that he was unfortunately framed and touched, but in the end, I turned around and said that he was actually an attempted murder, and he was bullying! I really can't stand it. I can't wait to let the couple succeed in defrauding the insurance, and I also want to sanction the dog shop owner.

Sunflower Taipan: Indeed, there is that insurance company that tricks employees into buying accident insurance, and then fires the employee directly after getting sick. It's really disgusting. But the two couples are not good people either. It's wrong to defraud insurance no matter what. One commits suicide and defrauds insurance.

Love for the new concept: As a result, you are still discussing depression after discussing the plot, right? Forget it, let’s not talk about this, let’s go back to the magical operation of the organization taking carbon monoxide to kill Brother Kong. This operation really confuses me.

Young Jin Tianyi: Actually, this operation is feasible in theory, but due to the obstacles encountered in actual operation, it is rarely successful. For example, this time, the person probably thought that the restaurant was a real charcoal barbecue. If he put carbon monoxide and came into contact with the fire in the stove, Brother Kong might really hang. But mainly, no one thought that the owner of the shop was selling dog meat.

Xiao Wu: Laughing to death, the shop owner successfully prevented two disasters with false advertisements, the final winner or the shop owner hahahaha.

Butter Donuts: Let me predict the direction of the next wave. The winery failed in the "assassination" (dog head) this time, and will definitely not let it go. There should be another way to kill Brother Kong soon. You can see who M is. After all, compared to the police, I think it may be more reliable to wait for M to rescue the air hahaha.

Chocolate Sadako: Hahaha, who will save the air, who is the M reserve?

It's really funny, didn't expect Xin Haikong's identity and M's identity to be so separated? Far more than he expected at first.

The forum has almost been turned to the end by him, and there is no new information.

Xin Haikong closed the forum and leaned back on the sofa.

He has now confirmed that Zhu Fu Jingguang, the blond man and L are the same person, and Zhu Fu Jingguang seems to be carrying some kind of secret, which makes him unwilling to reveal his identity in front of anyone he is familiar with. Before "No Amnesia", Xin Haikong and Zhu Fu Jingguang should be in a tacit relationship that pretends not to know each other.

But fortunately, he is not completely unable to elicit Zhu Fu. The other party attaches great importance to the safety of Xin Haikong. If they follow Amuroto's plan and use themselves as bait, they should not only catch rum, but also Zhu Fu Jingguang.

Just, how to do it?

Xin Haikong pulled out a piece of paper and re-organized the plan that Amuro had come up with that night, drawing circles on several important nodes.

It is naturally better to open up a new road than to stand in the shade of the predecessors to enjoy the shade.

·

Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

The noisy voices gradually calmed down, and most of the people began to work, but there were also people who were fishing.

"Jingle Bell-"

The young police officer in charge of wiring picked up the microphone, put it in his ear, and asked suspiciously. A calm male voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Please help me convey it to the commander immediately! A large amount of arms arrived at the port by sea around 11 o'clock last night, and it is expected to be delivered to various regions of the country within two days today and tomorrow - bang!"

The harsh sound of gunfire came through the telephone line, still shocking.

The young operator shuddered.

"Sir? Are you all right, sir, what happened?"

"...Quick! Let me know, ah!—beep, beep, beep..."

The man on the other end of the phone seemed to have some kind of accident, and after a scream, all the sounds came to an abrupt end.

The call has been disconnected.

The young police officer who received the call opened his eyes wide and put down the phone with a slight trembling, his whole body trembling uncontrollably. He has only just come in to work for half a month, and he is not familiar with various businesses, but the importance of this matter is completely beyond the scope of what he can handle.

What should I do? right! He said to inform the chief!

The young police officer stood up from the chair in a panic, facing the suspicious gazes of everyone, stumbled towards the inner office, and collided with the tall officer head-on.

"Why are you so reckless during work hours?" Yamamoto asked with a frown when he stopped the young police officer who wanted to continue rushing in.

"Something happened, something happened, I just received, received a call." The young police officer kept panting and couldn't even speak.

Yamamoto raised his hand to support the police officer who was almost unable to stand, and asked in a serious tone, "What's the matter?"

"The phone, it's a man, there are arms, the whole country, hurry up and notify the commander! He said hurry up and notify the commander, and then bang, gunshots."

The young police officer jumped out nervously word by word, but from the keywords he popped up, Yamamoto also instantly realized the seriousness of the problem.

"Has the call been recorded?"

"Record, record."

"Send the recording to my mailbox immediately, immediately."

·

"Has the phone hung up?"

Two men stood in the empty factory.

The blond-haired one was lowering his head and wiping the gun in his hand, he raised his head and glanced at the other, and asked inadvertently.

"Of course." Another brown-haired man frowned and picked up the shattered phone from the ground. "Hey! Bourbon, does this really work? Will the police be so easy to deceive?"

"I've said it many times, the phone call you made is just a cover. Whether the police really take the bait depends on our arrangement. After a while, you should be able to see the result." He seemed to remember something As if, he sneered, raised his hand to put the gun on the head of the brown-haired man, and said yin and yang strangely:

"By the way, you did a good job just now. Could it be that you are really an undercover agent sent by the Metropolitan Police Department and have practiced this step many times in private, eh?"

"...Hey! What nonsense are you talking about? I think you're an undercover agent. Mr. Rum gave you so many people, and it took so many days to officially start. Really, I don't know if you still want Rum. How long do you wait sir?"

The brown-haired man showed no compromise in the face of the cold muzzle, apparently living a life of licking blood with the tip of a knife.

"What I have done is a profitable business. It can not only meet Mr. Rum's requirements, kill the stinky policeman, but also help the organization solve the big problem that has been unable to solve it for a long time. Mr. Rum is too happy."

"But how can you be sure they will send that stinky cop to the front?"

"As long as you pay more attention to the news that came back when the members of the organization went undercover in the Metropolitan Police Department a few years ago, you should know that things like this are traditionally handed over to the new counselor. That policeman is the latest from the General Affairs Division. Counselor."

"Cut! I didn't pay as much attention to the Metropolitan Police Department as you do. It's too slow to dig around like you. It won't be until the Year of the Monkey and the Horse Month to really kill that stinky policeman."

Hearing this, the blond young man showed a smile, and a hint of coldness flashed in his purple-gray eyes.

"What do you know? Don't be afraid to wait for a good show. Only when you are fully prepared can you perform well."

·

Xin Haikong sat in front of the desk, turned the pen in his hand, and signed the document under his hand.

The coffee cup on the side was steaming white, and a strong aroma of coffee spread throughout the office.

Clerical work is very leisurely and indeed very supportive.

He quickly scanned the document in his hand, signed his name on the last page, took the red seal from the corner of the desk, and affixed it heavily.

nailed it.

He put the seal back to its original position, but when he retracted his hand, he accidentally knocked over the calendar on the table. The white paper calendar fell on its back on the desk, and the side with the time happened to be on it.

Xin Haikong lifted the calendar, his fingers swept over the finely painted landscape, and stayed on the position of time.

Today is December fifteenth.

"Knock! Knock! Knock!"

"Enter."

As usual, Yamamoto opened the door a small crack and walked in carefully. His expression was a little ugly, and there was a deep worry in his eyes.

"Officer Shinkai, Chief Sasaki asked you to go to the conference room on the third floor."

·

"At about 14 o'clock this afternoon, we received an alarm call whose source could not be identified. The other party told us on the phone that a batch of arms had arrived at Tokyo Port, and would be dispersed throughout the country within two days today and tomorrow. Under the control of the official government, they are sold privately.”

"We immediately sent people to Tokyo Port to investigate the specific situation. According to the information sent back by the investigators, at 11:10 last night, there was indeed a ship whose specific identification could not be confirmed, bypassing the official inspection of the port, and docked in the monitoring blind spot without permission. The place. The ship has moved away, but it is not known whether the cargo on board was unloaded."

"However, according to the size of the ship passing by in the surveillance video, the general carrying capacity of this ship under normal driving conditions should be 5,000 tons."

…

There was silence in the conference room.

Such a big event, such a crucial phone call, was accidentally placed in the hands of a young operator in the General Affairs Division, which was unexpected by all.

"I feel... this may not be true, maybe someone's prank?"

"Then how do you explain the ship that entered Tokyo Port at 11:10 last night?"

"Well, it's actually possible that occasionally a ship will bypass the inspection, maybe—"

"I think this matter is better to be believed than not to be believed. If it is true, the other party really bypasses the Metropolitan Police Department to sell weapons privately on a large scale, and the impact on our management will be unimaginable. ."

"I agree that the full 5,000-ton payload, if it's actually a weapon, might even last for decades."

"However, it is difficult for the Metropolitan Police to deal with this kind of thing, or else..."

"Yes, I also think it would be better to hand it over to the Public Security Bureau."

"As a matter of fact, as soon as the incident happened, we asked the Public Security Department for its opinion. The other party's reply was that they were short on manpower as the end of the year was approaching. We suggested that we solve the matter ourselves." Officer Sasaki, who was sitting at the top With a sigh, this matter fell out of thin air to their Ministry of Public Security.

"This... Even if the Public Security Bureau doesn't deal with it, this matter should be handled by the Organized Crime Countermeasures Department. It has nothing to do with us."

"It's not like this. The person who called in is likely to be an undercover agent we sent to an organization. He discovered the illegal activities that the organization was doing and passed the message back in time, and from the recording of the call, it is very likely that he Unexpected events have already happened. Although we still can't figure out the territorial territory of this organization, this incident is no longer just smuggling on the surface, and it is likely to rise to the level of illegal import and export of strategic materials. There is really no way to do this. To the Organized Crime Countermeasures Department. This matter should be handled by our Ministry of Public Security.”

"Gentlemen, we can't let his sacrifice be in vain, we have to find a way to solve this."

Several police officers who had been very active in their speeches bowed their heads and said nothing at this time.

The scene was silent for a while, before barely anyone stepped forward to promote progress.

"By the way, according to the practice of the Ministry of Public Security, things like this should be handed over to the new counselor as the chief in charge."

As soon as his words came out, the rest of the people responded.

"Yes, the new counselor, the Xinhai police officer, you will be responsible for this matter."

"Officer Xinhai?"

Xin Haikong, who was sitting at the bottom of the table, raised his head in a daze, and looked blankly at the officer who called him.

"We plan to cooperate with the Criminal Department's Search Division, the Security Department and the Organized Crime Countermeasures Department to set up a special search headquarters for this incident, and the Ministry of Public Security's new sea and air police inspector will be in charge of this operation with full authority."