Chapter 915 Familiar People

Nobushige and Toru Amuro arrived at the safe house one after the other.

There are all kinds of props and equipment in the safe house, and the disguise materials and tools that Nobushi needs can also be found here.

He picked a few materials from the warehouse, and when he walked to the living room, he found Toru Amuro studying several masks on the table with great interest.

Seeing Nobuhiro come out, he said: "It's not like I haven't disguised myself before, but Belmode seems to like this kind of mask that can be torn off at any time. Can you also make this kind of mask?"

"A little bit." Nobufu threw the things on the table and added, "However, the disadvantages of this kind of mask are also obvious, such as it cannot be worn for a long time, the expression will be stiff to varying degrees, and it will not bleed when injured, etc."

Toru Amuro picked up a material used to fill the face and asked curiously: "Can all problems be solved with this gadget?"

"Of course not. It takes a long process to make a perfect disguise, and the feeling of wearing a mask is also very bad." Nobuhiro shook the bottle of liquid, "We are just going to have a meeting today, and we will have a few hours of disguise." The procedure is quite simple, and there is no need to bury artificial blood vessels.”

Toru Amuro had never come into contact with Yi Rong in person, so he listened very carefully.

So Nobushige simply used him as a template to introduce the basic principles and operating procedures of disguise to Toru Amuro.

As he introduced, his fingers were rapidly working on Toru Amuro's face. In just a few minutes, the person sitting in front of him turned into mezcal.

Amuro looked in the mirror and touched her cheek, and said with surprise: "The touch of this material is so lifelike. If you don't knead it hard, it is basically the same as normal skin."

"Do you know the cost of such a small bottle of disguise material?" Nobuhiro suddenly asked.

"How much?"

"Three hundred thousand yen." Nobushige smiled.

Amuro Toru was instantly petrified.

He suddenly felt that he was dragging down the consumption level of the entire organization. No matter how much money Bourbon earns, Amuro Toru or Fangtani Rei's own savings are still very stretched.

Toru Amuro weighed his longing for disguise and his flat wallet, and felt that all external things could actually be given up, such as disguise.

"But these things will be reimbursed by the organization." Nobuhiro added.

Amuro Toru's eyes lit up, and he suddenly felt that he could do it again.

When it was his turn to disguise himself, Nobushige specially invited Amuro Toru to try it himself. Under his guidance, Amuro Tohru finally completed the entire disguise process.

There are two figures in the mirror at this moment, Bourbon and Mezcal, but under their bodies, they are completely different souls.

In the end, Nobushige put a voice changer on Rei Fukiya so that he could naturally produce mezcal sounds - voice changing cannot be learned overnight, and Rei Fukiya still has a long way to go.

When going out, Nobushige suddenly suggested to Fangtani Rei: "How about we see who gets there first?"

Jiang Guling raised a flashy smile: "I'm happy to accompany you."

Immediately, Jianggu Ling put Mezcal's face in his face and sat in the Maserati. Nobushige drove the sports car of Ryoya Rei.

The two high-performance sports cars drove into the distance with a swish like freshly fired bullets.

Although today is not a weekend and it is not the peak period for commuting to and from get off work, there are still many vehicles on Tokyo's highways. The cars were driving slowly, one next to the other.

At this moment, a silver sports car suddenly whistled and whizzed past the gap between the two lanes.

Before the drivers had time to take a breath, another black sports car was weaving through the traffic in the same way at a speed no less than the former.

Drivers have criticized the unethical drag racing community. However, the two culprits could not hear other people's curses at all.

Rei Furitani was about two parking spaces ahead. He was able to navigate the traffic flow as one man and car, while observing Asano Nobushige's movements through the rearview mirror.

He knew that Mescal's driving skills were top-notch, but being able to keep up effortlessly when he was almost using all his strength proved that he had underestimated Mescal before.

and……

Fang Guling couldn't help but frown.

This was the second time, and again he felt that Mezcal's driving style was familiar.

Of course, there are billions of people in this world, and it is not surprising to meet one or two people with similar or identical driving styles, but apart from driving skills, there are more things about Asano Nobuhige that make him feel familiar.

Could it be that birds of a feather flock together, and the people he values ​​are always more likely to have the same traits?

Of course, there were more exaggerated possibilities, but Feng Guling was more afraid of disappointment, and he subconsciously did not think in the right direction. Even when he used Brownie as a test, Fangtani Zero didn't understand why he did it.

"Shua——"

The silver Maserati made a beautiful flick and stopped steadily at the entrance of the base. The black sports car followed closely, and the dust and waves raised when braking instantly enveloped the Maserati.

Nobuhiro got out of the car and stared at his car quite distressedly for several seconds until Rei Fukiya patted him on the shoulder.

"What a coincidence, Bourbon. Looks like we got the same message."

Nobushige raised his eyes to look at Rei Fukiya, who had already entered the scene, and instantly entered the role: "Long time no see, Mescal."

Then they walked into the base together.

The conference room designated by the email was right in front. Nobuhiro was humble and made an invitation gesture.

Fang Gu Ling was not polite to him and walked directly into the conference room in a swaggering manner.

He can be regarded as enjoying the treatment of a person in charge, asking Mescal to make way for him.

Nobushige stared at the slightly childish man's back and shook his head helplessly.

However, Fangtani Rei stopped as soon as he entered. Nobutano followed closely and said unexpectedly: "How did you...!!"

Before the question could be fully answered, Nobushige saw the figure hiding his entire body in the darkness—Rum.

He curled his lips secretly.

Rum hasn't left yet. How long does he want to stay in Japan? Shouldn’t the base camp of rum be in Italy?

No matter how much he complained in his heart, as a "Bourbon", Nobuhiro knew that he must have the most basic respect for Rum, so he nodded lightly towards Rum and said: "Rum."

"Why are you here with mezcal?" Rum asked gently.

There was no need for Xinfan to speak, "Mezcal" had already answered: "I met you on the way and came with you. But I didn't expect to meet you."

"It seems that that person really takes this matter seriously." Rum walked to Rei Fukiya with an encouraging look on his face, "I haven't said it yet, but the idea of ​​you and Gin asking Kier to shoot Shuichi Akai is too much. Bravo."

Jianggu Ling's eyelids sank slightly, and his tone was a little cold: "But in the end, your people were the better, and they were killed with one shot."

After hearing this, Rum immediately laughed: "Young man, don't be so serious. I just want to ensure that Shuichi Akai will die. But as for Kiel, I think she is very loyal and there is no need to test her anymore."