Chapter 221 I Am a Police Officer, Giving You Three Choices

For a moment, he even suspected that he was hallucinating because he had not rested for two consecutive days, but no matter how many times he blinked, the newly separated Mescal still did not disappear in front of his eyes.

But... isn't this a police car?

Could it be that what he said just now made Mescal feel ashamed, so he foolishly ran to surrender?

Really, really, even if you want to surrender, there is no need to lead the police here to find him...

"Silla." Nobuman called out the familiar code name again in a slight but clear voice.

"This is our first meeting. Let me introduce you again. I am Japanese police officer Asano Nobushige."

boom--

It was like a hundred thousand volts of voltage hit Silla's heart in an instant. He froze in place, not knowing where he was for a long time.

Just... was it Mescal who was talking just now?

what did he say?

Public security police? ? ? !

The police car driven by Kazami Yuya was too conspicuous, and people in several passing cars looked at it curiously.

Seeing this, Nobushige got out of the car very decisively and dragged Silla into the back seat: "Go to Mihua Town."

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"You have been in the organization for so many years, haven't you realized it yet?"

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"If you can't accept the way the organization is doing things, then you shouldn't be Silas in the first place."

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"This is our first meeting. Let me introduce you again. I am Japanese police officer Asano Nobushige."

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Mescal's voice kept echoing in Silla's ears. He sat numbly in the back seat of the police car, his eyes dull.

Nobuhiro was in no hurry to speak, he knew how much of a blow his self-introduction just now could bring to Silla. After all, in Silla's eyes, Mescal should be an unscrupulous man with a typical organizational style. How could he be a public security policeman?

To be honest, even he himself is confused sometimes and feels like he is about to have a schizophrenia. The more he wants to lurk well, the harder he has to work to get into the role of mezcal. But Mescal is the complete opposite of Zhu Fu Jingguang. He must force himself to come into contact with and understand completely different values, and he must strictly adhere to his true nature and not be assimilated.

This kind of entanglement and pain cannot be understood by those who have not experienced it.

But for Syrah, it is clear that he has richer choices.

Xinfan cleared his throat and successfully attracted Silla's attention: "We are going to the city soon. It is best for us to explain some things clearly now. This way we can go back and rest early."

Silla's dark circles were as heavy as China's national treasure. He looked dazed for a moment, and then he spoke in a low voice: "What do you want to say?"

"What happened to Irina has already happened, and it cannot be changed." Nobuman knew that this topic was an unbearable pain in life for Silla now, but he still had to open his wounds and expose them to the sun, " Do you want to stay in the organization?"

This question is cruel and full of drama.

Because just ten minutes ago, for Silla, he still had no choice. Either stay and work with the disgusting murderer, or choose to leave and be eradicated by the organization.

But things are different now.

Although Silla didn't speak, Xiran still saw looseness in his eyes, so he asked: "Do you know about the witness protection plan?"

"Witness protection plan?" Silla looked up in confusion.

"This was originally a witness protection project managed by the U.S. Federal Department of Justice. It was designed to protect witnesses who may be threatened before, during and after the trial. Now, the Japanese Public Security Bureau has a similar plan."

Noticing Nobushige's eyes in the rearview mirror, Kazami Yuya immediately cooperated and said: "Hello, Mr. Masuyama, I am Kazami Yuya from the Metropolitan Police Department Public Security Department. I have obtained authorization from my superiors before coming here. We We can provide you with all-round protection here.”

“So.” Xinfan looked seriously at Silla’s tortured eyes that were filled with red bloodshot eyes, “I can give you three choices now.

"First, you withdraw from the organization, accept public security protection as a witness and attend the final court hearing. As for the crimes you committed during the organization, the court will reduce the crime at its discretion, up to acquittal."

Silla’s body trembled slightly, and her eyes became more focused.

"Second," when talking about this choice, Nobuman paused for a few breaths before speaking, "you will still stay in the organization, but you will serve as an undercover or informant for the public security, providing the public security with any intelligence you can master in the organization. And Complete the tasks assigned to you by the police at critical moments, including but not limited to cooperating with the encirclement and suppression organizations.

"This option is very risky. After all, there is no precedent for undercover agents being exposed and dealt with by the organization in the past. Although if this happens, the public security will definitely try to rescue them as much as possible, but the reality is complex and changeable, and no one can guarantee whether it will happen." There was an accident. However, as a police undercover agent, you will get preferential treatment in the final settlement. Not only will you be innocent, you will also be commended."

Silla clenched her fists tightly and fought in her mind.

Hearing Nobufu suddenly stop, he couldn't help but ask: "There is a third option, what is it?"

"The third option..." Nobuhiro sighed, "The third option is that you can go back to the organization and report that Mescal is an undercover police officer. This may help you advance further in the organization or even directly replace Mescal, but... …”

Silla’s pupils shrank suddenly: “How could I betray you?!”

Even though Mescal's performance had chilled him before, so he impulsively said some excessive words, but after all, the guy in front of him had saved his life... Even if Silla had decided to escape the organization, he had never considered it. To sell information on mezcal to the police or other agencies.

"You won't, but I have to take all the circumstances into consideration." Nobuman calmly took out his phone and opened the recording interface to show Silla, "If you choose the third one, then I will immediately act as mezcal Root out the traitor and present the recording to that gentleman as evidence of your defection.”

Silla was stunned: “…”

Kazami Yuya turned his head with a complicated expression when he heard this, and looked at Nobushige with his peripheral vision: "Mr. Asano..."

Please, please don’t talk about such violent topics in front of him...

That's a human life. Mr. Asano said such words so easily and casually. It's terrible...

Although he knew that Mr. Asano would never do that, the so-called recording was probably just to scare that person. Even if that person really still has hope for the organization, Mr. Asano would just hand him over to the police, otherwise he would not be brought with him today at all!

Nobushige directly ignored Kazami Yuya's sad eyes. Now he just wanted to know what Silla would choose.