Chapter 1119 How Stupid, Shuichi Akai

Jiang Guling finally finished his tutoring class. He dragged his tired body out of the house where the students were crowded with nymphomaniacs and walked towards the subway station. According to the company's regulations, he had to go back and sign out after the class. Although Jiang Guling didn't care about perfect attendance at all, after all, he had never received it.

As soon as he got in the car, Jiang Guling received an unexpected phone call.

"Hello?" Fang Guling weakly pressed the answer button, "If you have anything to say, please tell me."

The woman on the other side of the phone immediately laughed happily after hearing this: "Oh my, it's really rare that I can hear fatigue from your tone. I thought you were always full of energy!"

Fangtani Ling snorted and said: "I'm not like a certain big star who can't make a movie in two years and still be at the top of the salary list."

He is a migrant worker. If he doesn't work, he won't have money to buy lunch, and if he works, he won't have money to buy clothes.

Belmod smiled even more happily when he heard this: "Let me tell you, Bourbon, your appearance is quite good. If you are really interested, I can introduce you to people in the circle."

"Introduce me to your agent?"

"What do you think? Think about it? Don't look at Mr. Watanabe's usually aloof appearance, but he is very reliable at critical moments."

"Not interested in."

"Oh, you don't actually need to do anything." Belmode was applying bright red nail polish to her nails, and she accidentally applied it. "If things get out of control, just wipe off the excess lightly. ”

With that said, she wiped away the redness from her skin with nail polish remover.

No matter how slow he was, Shitaya Rei could still hear the question. He frowned and asked, "Did you call me today because of Hisashi Watanabe?"

He knew that Hisashi Watanabe was one of Jingguang's vests. As Chris Wynyard, it was of course impossible for Bellmode not to know that. So she had only one purpose for talking about so many random topics, right?

"As expected of you, Bourbon." Bellmode curled his lips, "But my target this time is Shirley, whom Mescal protects wholeheartedly."

Jianggu Ling's expression suddenly became serious.

How did Belmode know that Mescal was protecting Shirley? Does she already know Shirley's true identity now?

"How about it, are you willing to accept my invitation?"

"Benefits." Jianggu Lingxi's words were like a golden saying.

"Well, the advantage is probably..." Belmode gently drew a name on the table with his finger that had just been painted with nail polish, "How about a piece of information about Akai Shuichi?"

"If you mean Ley..."

Belmode interrupted: "It's more interesting information, information that allows you to send him to hell."

Fang Guling's face darkened, and it took him less than a second to make a decision: "Deal."

There are people coming and going in the subway, who would have thought that a horrific transaction involving the lives of two people has just happened in the corner?

The subway stopped at Mihua Station, and Jiang Guling walked out of the subway station. The hot sunshine shone on him, but he couldn't feel any warmth.

Compared to Miyano Shiho's safety, he was more worried about Morofuku Kagemitsu. Once Bermod confirms that Asano Haibara Ai is Shirley, Asano Nobushige, who lives with her as a brother and sister, will inevitably arouse the suspicion of the organization, not to mention that Gin and that person know that Asano Nobushige is Mescal.

And Akai Shuichi, was that guy accidentally caught by Belmode?

How stupid, Shuichi Akai!

Fang Guling walked to the door of the music classroom with a dark face. The person he was worried about hadn't left yet and was sitting by the window sorting out materials.

Jiang Guling lowered his head slightly, and adjusted his facial expression to a level where Zhu Fu Jingguang would not notice any abnormalities, and then stepped into the door of the music classroom.

"You're back." Nobuhiro greeted him, "Did your tutoring class go well?"

Fukutani Rei's face that had just softened suddenly turned dark again: "Those women are really noisy. And didn't we agree on one-on-one before? Why are there seven students in the actual class??"

"Customers are God, and our aim is to meet the needs of every customer." Nobuhiro said with a smile, "And each of them has paid one-on-one tuition. Isn't this better?"

Rei Fukutani sat down opposite Nobuhiro and whispered: "Recently, you have asked your sister to hide at home and not go out. Belmod may have been targeting her."

Xinfan was slightly stunned: "Really? Belmode and you exchanged information?"

"No, it's probably not the right time yet." Fangtani Ling rubbed his temples with a headache, "I originally wanted to visit Matsuda's hometown, but now this situation is definitely not possible."

"It doesn't matter." Nobushige said, "I probably already have someone I can turn to."

"Really?" Fangtani Ling was about to ask further, but the ringtone of his cell phone suddenly broke in.

Fangtani Rei looked down. Half a minute later, he raised his eyes again and looked at Nobushige.

Nobuhiro looked at him with doubt in his eyes.

Fang Guliu lowered his voice and said: "A batch of goods has been detained by the customs. We need to find a way to get them out."

It took Nobushige at least two seconds to realize the tone in which Rei Fukiya said these words, but he still confirmed it: "Bourbon?"

Jiang Guling nodded slightly.

"Okay, I will check with Gin." Nobushige explained, "After all, he is the person in charge of Japan."

"Then you're busy, I'll go back first."

Nobuhiro threw a notebook over: "Sign first."

In total silence, he seriously suspected that he was the worst beaten worker in the entire music classroom.

…

That night, Gin received a call from Mezcal.

"Oh, really, a batch of goods was seized by the customs." Gin sat in the passenger seat of the Porsche 356A with a gloomy expression. "It should be arms smuggled from Bulgaria. There are about as many as one container."

Nobushige smacked his lips and said: "It seems that this matter is not easy to handle. If the customs has discovered that there are arms inside, they probably won't let it go easily."

"No, the customs should just treat it as a simple case of smuggling and tax evasion." Gin said firmly, "because I haven't received an order to silence him."

"That's right. If the arms are exposed, of course the person responsible for escorting the goods cannot fall into the hands of the police." Nobushige raised his eyebrows, "I guess you have made a decision in your mind, right? The best way is of course..."

Gin said coldly: "Let them return the goods on their own initiative."

"I'm in charge of intelligence, you take action."

"No, Mescal." Gin demanded unceremoniously, "You must come with me this time. Besides the goods, I have other things to talk to you about."

Nobuhiro was confused: "Isn't there something we can't talk about over the phone?"

To this, Gin's answer was to hang up the phone directly.