Chapter 877 Police, in the Organization’s Safe House

On the street of an inconspicuous alley somewhere in Tokyo, a sturdy man in black walked past quickly with one hand in his trouser pocket and a plastic bag in the other. He quickly walked to the T-junction at the end of the alley and handed the plastic bag to the silver-haired man leaning against the car.

"Brother." Vodka lowered his voice, "I just received news from Kusuda Rikudo that he has been admitted to the National Medical Research Center due to a 'cervical spine injury'."

Gin nodded slightly, took out a bento from the plastic bag, and tore open the outer packaging: "Is there any reply from the mezcal side?"

"No, maybe he doesn't want to get involved in Kiel's affairs, right?"

"Ha." Gin sneered disdainfully, "What Mescal decided will not be changed easily. You have people continue to keep an eye on the National Medical Research Center, and even the entry and exit of dead people must be investigated clearly."

"yes."

The summer wind is not so cold, it even feels damp when it blows on my body. Gin was still wearing a thick windbreaker and a warm hat in the summer. After being blown by the warm wind for a few minutes, sweat broke out on his forehead.

He picked up a chopstick and put the pork chop rice into his mouth. He felt that today's bento was particularly difficult to eat and tasted like chewing wax.

At the same time, in a high-end club thousands of meters away, the elegant Witch with a Thousand Faces was dating an amorous three-faced agent. They ate a high-end meal costing more than RMB 100,000 and talked about things that had nothing to do with work.

…

Buzz——

In the early morning, the roar of the car engine cut through the silent air. A silver Maserati drove into a busy neighborhood and parked in an inconspicuous parking lot, becoming the brightest car in the parking lot.

The door of the sports car opened - in an unusual but cool enough way, and then a young man wearing casual clothes and sunglasses got out of the car and walked towards the building next to it.

He didn't even take out the key, he just slid a few times on the machine that appeared out of thin air, and the door of the building opened for him.

The sound of the door opening attracted the attention of the man in the building.

"Who?" This was a familiar and flamboyant voice, "Is it Mr. Asano?"

Nobushige closed the door and walked into the building: "You should call me by my code name. Asano Nobushige is just a false identity, just like you, Amuro-kun."

Rei Fukiya slightly raised the corners of his lips: "Okay. Yesterday I had dinner with Belmode, and she seemed not to be involved in Kil's matter. But I think she was already doubting Kil's identity. "

"What's going on?" Xinfan asked calmly.

"Because of Kiel's words." Rei Fukiya walked to the side and poured a cup of freshly ground coffee for Nobuhiro. "Although our achievements cannot be made public to the world, our failures will be widely spread at once."

Xinfan didn't say anything. He calmly took the coffee cup and took a sip.

Not bad, I can drink bourbon and use good coffee beans, but it's a pity that the freshly ground coffee is no longer very fresh. After an hour or two of standing, this cup of coffee not only has a simple aroma, but also has a bit of bitterness after being brewed by plants. It's a bit like drinking Chinese medicine.

Fukitani Rei glanced at Nobutano and said teasingly: "I remember that you were next to Keir at that time. You must not know the meaning of this sentence, right?"

“Chianti or Cohn?”

"Chianti."

Nobuhiro said in surprise: "Isn't she accustomed to Belmod's behavior of raising fish? Why did she unite with Belmode on this issue?"

"Fish farming? What you said is quite interesting." Fangtani Rei laughed, "Probably because this is Calvados' request."

Nobushige smacked his lips, feeling ashamed of Belmod's method of exploiting tool people. Tool people are not for exploitation. We must look at problems from a development perspective and pursue a sustainable and healthy development model for tool people.

"Don't tell me you don't remember this sentence. Not only do I not believe it, but neither that person nor Rum."

"Although our achievements cannot be made public to the world, our failures will be widely spread all of a sudden." Nobushige smiled softly, "Although the CIA did some things a little bit bad, this sentence is quite good."

Fangtani Zero asked directly: "What are you going to do?"

"do nothing."

"You will be suspected."

"If you doubt it, doubt it."

"..."

Asano Nobushige's tone was too casual, as if he didn't care at all about the consequences of his identity being exposed. He didn't care, but Jianggu Ling couldn't deceive himself and he didn't care either.

Rei Fukutani resisted the urge to punch Asano Nobushige's nose, and patiently persuaded him: "Don't be willful. Although we are two people, the range of intelligence we can obtain is not the same, not to mention..."

Besides, he no longer wanted to lose his comrades.

Jiang Guling persuaded him earnestly, but the man in front of him seemed like a white-eyed wolf that he couldn't handle well.

I saw Mescal say something rather disdainfully: "It's not the same. I have the authority to get all the information you can master."

"..."

What's the meaning? Huh? What does that mean? !

Is Asano Nobushige being weird? Is he saying that Bourbon's existence is meaningless and that he can provide all the information to the police with just mezcal?

Rei Fukiya's reason kept reminding him that Asano Nobushige was a comrade and a companion, but the string in his brain was still broken. It is unbearable! If Asano Nobushige doesn't teach him a lesson, he won't be Rei Fukiya!

Nobushige suddenly took another serious look at Furiya Rei and said: "But I am still very grateful to be your comrade. It feels good to have companions by your side, right?"

Jianggu Ling: "...Yes."

Ahhhh, Jianggu Ling, you are so worthless, when will you stand up? !

Nobushige ignored someone's unpredictable expression. He had already consciously entered into working mode: "Inform Yuya Kazami that Reina Mizunashi can be transferred."

Asano Nobushige's expression was too calm, which made Rei Fukutani look even more childish. Rei Fukutani could only sigh helplessly in his heart.

"Okay. I still have to rely on you for the organization. I will not participate in the rescue of Keir."

"Not openly." Nobufu emphasized, "Don't take any action from the organization, just wait for the news."

Fangtani Zero nodded in agreement, but he knew that he could not completely turn a blind eye. If Mescal was at risk of being exposed, he would definitely find a way to help.

And this is what Nobushige is most worried about. He would rather die alone after being exposed than suffer the consequences.

The two people's thoughts are not on the same channel at all. It is useless to say that all Shinfan can do is to protect himself as much as possible. Protecting yourself is also protecting Zero in a sense.

Alas, it's still troublesome. It would be nice if Fangtani Zero could be less indifferent to his identity.