Chapter 1289 Red Notice

The press conference held by Mihua Hotel attracted a lot of attention around the world, especially the intelligence agencies of various countries. They had long been aware of the unusual connection between TENSE and the organization, and were very concerned about this press conference. Pay attention to.

However, contrary to everyone's expectations, the organization did not do anything with the opportunity of the press conference. There were no explosions, no assassinations, no threats, no deals. The press conference went as smoothly as all similar events.

It's not even as good as a normal event because it lacks the signature event of Miwa Town - the murder.

A man who died of a heart attack? His death was too mediocre and not worthy of the Feng Shui treasure of Yoneka Town.

This made some special workers lurking near the Rice Krispies Hotel very confused.

"Are we just leaving like this?" Ariane's eyes were very red, but it was not because of weak crying. On the contrary, he was only filled with anger now, "Mezcal is still inside, and that person is inside."

In anger, Ariane's tone seemed particularly calm.

James glanced at him quite unexpectedly, and then said earnestly: "Mescal is different from other members of the organization, and Akai and Judy also have a very special attitude towards him. Now is not the time for you to seek revenge, wait, wait. The day the organization is completely destroyed, the FBI will make the evildoers get their due end."

"That day will never come again!" Ariane gritted his teeth, "They are special to mezcal because..."

"Oh, what do you know?" James asked seemingly unintentionally.

However, Ariane, who seemed to lose his mind when he met Mescal, did not continue.

He is not stupid, he knows that James Blake must have a purpose in helping him. It was important to find Mescal for revenge, but he couldn't betray Mr. Akai and Miss Judy because of it.

Ariane exhaled slowly: "If you want to know about this, just ask Judy. I'm not very clear either."

"I will." James looked away and said to the driver, "Let's go."

If the reporters gained a lot from the breaking news at the press conference, then probably only Kogoro Mouri really enjoyed the food at the dinner.

"Mr. Asano, where is Mr. Asano?" Suzuki Sonoko ran down from the second floor, but she didn't see the person she expected.

Only then did Mouri Kogoro realize that Asano Nobushige was missing, and Hakuba Tan was also missing.

Almost as soon as Nobushige left the table, Fangtani Rei followed him out.

He followed Xinfan all the way out of the banquet hall, out of the Rice Flower Hotel, and walked to the empty parking lot on the shady side of the hotel.

Nobuhiro stopped in front of a familiar Maserati sports car. He paused slightly and subconsciously wanted to find something to hide from. However, the person in sight suddenly spoke his name clearly:

"Mr. Fangtani."

The familiar yet unfamiliar title made Rei Fangtani's expression very complicated. He stood up straight, keeping a distance of nearly ten meters from Nobutano, facing each other.

"Director Li said that you cut off all contact with the police." Rei Fangtani asked, "Why?"

"Why?" Nobufan tilted his head slightly, as if he found his question extremely funny, "Do you prefer that I become a double agent and disclose public security information to the organization?"

Jiang Guling frowned. He really didn't like the look and expression in Zhu Fu Jingguang's eyes: "Don't use those words to deal with me. What happened last time you went to the United States? UA2107..."

"I said it because I don't want to endure it anymore..."

"You're lying to me. UA2107 is a flight to Boston, and there are no so-called important documents for the FBI on the plane." Rei Fukiya hurriedly retorted, "I understand you, the air crash may have been caused by an organization, but the murderer was definitely not you……"

Fukitani Rei noticed Nobushige's dim eyes after hearing these words, and his heart started to twitch. He paused for half a second and added:

"Even if it is, there must be a deeper reason behind it. Tell me, what did the organization threaten you to do this? Did you do it deliberately to protect me when my undercover identity was exposed?"

"No!" Nobuhiro denied loudly.

Jiangu Ling was slightly startled.

Nobuhiro looked away, his eyelids drooping, to prevent himself from facing Rei Fukiya's disappointed questioning eyes.

If he had the courage to really take a look, he would find that there was more concern and self-blame in Jianggu Ling's eyes.

"Is this important?" Nobuman suddenly asked quietly, "Jiang Guling, let me ask you, why did I kill people? Is this really important?"

There was a small but bright flame in Nobuhiro's eyes that gradually extinguished.

"No one threatens me. Everything is my own choice. In fact, you have realized it a long time ago. I am completely different from what I was four years ago. No one can always stay awake in the darkest environment, let alone me. I lost contact with you for four years. Do you know what I have been through in these four years?"

Faced with Nobutano's question, Fangtani Rei remained silent, and his annoyance and guilt became even worse.

He really didn't know that he had been absent for four years, and even after the reunion, he needed constant questioning and verification to determine the identity of his best friend.

Thinking about it this way, he is really... very incompetent.

Fangtani Rei's expression was particularly dazzling in Xinfan's eyes.

It shouldn't be like this!

Zero, you should hate me, spurn me, and stay away from me.

He opened the car door and left his back to his former best friend: "You can go back. It is enough for you to know that I made this decision soberly."

"Zhu Fu Jingguang!" Jiangu Ling panicked, and he hurriedly called him, "It was you who made me firm up my belief in becoming a policeman, and now you want to take my belief back?!"

Nobuhiro paused for two seconds before saying: "No one can take back your belief unless you don't care.

"You know, Zero, I still hate myself for not being able to make up my mind to kill Kuroda Hei, but I have to admit that one of his words is right. Those who don't understand their ambitions and ambitions can't even do it. Not even a stepping stone.”

"Zhufu Jingguang..."

Even though Fangtani Rei repeatedly held back, his expression still inevitably showed some disbelief and confusion.

It shouldn't be like this, Zhu Fu Jingguang shouldn't be like this!

His expression seemed to stimulate Xin Fan, who laughed wildly: "Don't look at me with that look! I'm no longer the Zhu Fu Jingguang I was four years ago. It's you who are stubborn and still immersed in the past!"

Rei Fukiya didn't respond, he just stared at him seriously, as if he wanted to deeply imprint Asano Nobushige, who was slightly unfamiliar at the moment, in his mind.

The look in his eyes made Xinfan's heart sink, and the smile on his face disappeared.

"Rei Fangtani." Nobuhiro slowly closed the car window while calling his best friend's name, "We will be enemies next time we meet, and I will not be merciful..."

The car window was completely closed, covering up Nobuhiro's last voice. Rei Fukiya was still standing where he was, staring blankly at Asano Nobushige.

Nobushige turned on the accelerator and reversed, and the Maserati drove backwards at an extremely fast speed.

Jianggu Ling didn't chase after him.

Because it's no longer necessary.

Soon the familiar Maserati disappeared into the high-speed traffic.

"Feng Jian." A familiar voice echoed in the empty parking lot, "In the name of the public security, please issue a red notice..."

A gust of wind blew past, swallowing up the unspoken name.

"Who?" Feng Jian Yuya asked uncertainly on the phone.

Rei Fukutani maintained his original posture of looking at the traffic, and said slowly: "Asano Nobushige."

…

"This station will continue to report for you."

In the dim room, only the TV emitted flickering light.

What had just ended was the TV station's report on the TENSE Group's press conference. The owner of the room had watched all the procedures like everyone else.

Kudo Yukiko supported her chin with her right hand, looking troubled: "It seems that something big has happened in Japan."

The Kudo couple disappeared from public view for so long that the Metropolitan Police Department almost sent a task force to investigate their whereabouts. However, Kudo Yusaku and Kudo Yukiko themselves seemed particularly relaxed.

Kudo Yusaku's expression was slightly serious, and he murmured in a low voice: "I didn't expect Rum to do this."

"Are we going back?" Yukiko Kudo asked her husband, tilting her head.

"I've got the things, it's time to go back." Kudo Yusaku paused, "Go and see her too."

"Ah la~" Yukiko Kudo seemed to be in a good mood and laughed, joking, "Seventeen years have passed and you still haven't forgotten her."

…

Xinfan understands the decline of the valley.

Therefore, he was not surprised that he might be on Interpol's global wanted list.

There are quite a few of those gins, and they're still alive and kicking, right?

What's more, even if he was caught without a fight, Rum and that guy wouldn't let him be arrested by the police.

So, sorry, Zero.

The reunion you envisioned may take some time.

Nobuhiro glanced into the room through the window and shouted impatiently: "Are you okay? If we don't find anything, we'll find another one!"

He felt like the wrong guy who accompanied his friend to the bathroom, waiting outside for someone who had been constipated for three days.

"Don't be so loud, I'm not deaf." Soon, Gin's voice came from the second floor.

Nobuhiro looked up in surprise and saw Gin throwing a heavy object out of the window like trash.

That seems like a baby? ? !

Nobushige quickly reached out to catch the child, but he couldn't hold the child. The wrong posture made the baby in his arms cry even harder.

"Can you be more careful in what you do? What if I didn't catch the child and dropped him to death?" Nobuman couldn't help but blame someone.

Gin had no time to pay attention to him. Only the sound seeped out from the window and penetrated into Nobuhiro's ears: "It's unimaginable that the person who caused a terrorist attack that killed 127 people while talking and laughing would actually care about the safety of a child?"

The air was stagnant for a moment, and Xinfan's expression was a little ugly. However, he and Gin were in a courtyard on the first floor and a room on the second floor. Gin would not notice anything unusual about him at this moment.

Nobuhiro deliberately used jokes to cover up his inner turmoil: "After all, he is your and Belmode's child. How could I let him die so casually? By the way, are you religious? If you are a Christian, I don't mind being a child. godfather……"

"Shut up, Mescal!" Gin said fiercely, "I have nothing to do with that woman in Belmode, let alone a child!"

"Oh?" Xinfan raised his eyebrows, "That's Shirley. I heard that you had a good relationship before she defected."

"Crack!" This was the sound of something breaking.

I don't know if it was because of a guilty conscience, but Gin quickly ended his work for the day. He strode downstairs and left elegantly, leaving only an unattainable shadow for Mescal.

Nobushige hurriedly caught up with the child in his arms, looking a little embarrassed.

The main reason is that this child is really too noisy, won't he even get tired?

When he got to the car, Vodka was ready to drive away at any time. He saw the baby boy in Mescal's arms and his eyes widened in shock.

"What's wrong with this kid?" Vodka asked.

"Gin and Bei..."

A cold pistol was pressed against Nobushige's temple, successfully stopping the words that were about to come out.

"Drive!" Gin growled coldly at Vodka.

Vodka froze and quickly started the car and left.

He doesn't understand the world of big guys, so it's better not to participate casually.

Nobushige stretched out his hand to remove the muzzle of the gun, and calmly reminded a model worker: "The safety is not on, your gun is just for scaring people..."

"boom--"

The steering wheel was unstable and the car skidded at high speed on the road, almost hitting a guardrail.

The slap in the face came so fast that Xinfan couldn't react in time.

Oh, no, he still had time to react, but his first reaction was to cover the baby's ears to save his own ears from the howling ghosts.

Gin snorted coldly, put away his gun, and sat aside with his eyes closed to relax.

Xinfan's heart was beating so hard that he couldn't stop it. He realized that he really couldn't measure model workers by ordinary people's standards. Little did he know that Gin thought the same thing in his heart. As expected, madmen cannot be measured by ordinary people's standards.

"What's going on with this child?" This time it was Nobushige's turn to ask this question.

Vodka immediately pricked up his ears and listened carefully.

Gin glanced at Mescal and said calmly: "I originally wanted to throw him to death."

Nobuhiro: "..."

Blame me? ?

Gin took out a disk from nowhere and threw it to Mescal: "This is what Rum wants."

Nobuhiro freed up a hand to take it: "Thank you, I thought it would take a little more effort."

Gin glanced at him and said meaningfully: "You have a good relationship with Rum now?"

This question left Nobuhiro unsure of how to answer.

To tell the truth, the tracker on his body is not a decoration. No matter whether Rum is happy or not, it will not make him happy. To tell the truth, the guy in front of him carries a pistol without a safety gin. If you are not careful, your life will end.

Seeing that Mescal didn't answer, Gin was not surprised at all. The alliance between him and Mescal was originally maintained by profit. If Rum offered a higher price one day, it would be understandable for Mescal to be incited to rebel.

However, if you dare to let him go, you must be prepared to be beaten by him!

Gin was viciously planning revenge against Mescal when he saw Mescal suddenly pick up the baby and look at it closely.

Gin's eyebrows twitched slightly: "What are you doing?"

"I'm thinking about the kid you and Belmode killed last time in Africa."

Gin's face turned dark, and at one moment it was even darker than Osaka's black chicken against the backdrop of his silver hair.

"I told you, Belmod and I have nothing..."

[You said that seventeen years ago Rum was searching for newborn children in Africa, right? Nobushige looked seriously into Gin's eyes and mouthed to him, "At that time, Rum's attention should be the eternal stone. How can a baby carry secrets?" ]

Gin frowned.

What's up with mezcal? Why are you suddenly lip-reading?

"Vodka, turn around!" Nobuhiro suddenly ordered the driver, "We have to hand this child over to the police!"

"Are you crazy?" Gin couldn't help but say, "Doing this is tantamount to throwing yourself into a trap!"

However, Mescal's next move made Gin silently shut up - he took out Vodka's cell phone, opened the map, and marked a location - that was the house where they had just taken the disk and taken the child away.

"The most we can do is throw the child into the grass outside the police station." Gin said dryly.

He has never liked acting, and it would be too difficult for him to cooperate with Mescal to tell lies here.

Vodka was always out of the situation. Nobuhiro thought he might accidentally reveal their true destination, but today's Vodka seemed to be particularly powerful. He honestly drove back to the starting point without saying a word.

Well, the kid might have been frightened by the weird atmosphere in the car.

Nobuhiro didn't get out of the car. He gave Gin the full responsibility for the inspection. In order to make it as realistic as possible, the child was also given to Gin.

Gin's face seemed to be darker when he got out of the car.