Chapter 21 Information

In the end, despite the strong request of Zhu Xingda, the Metropolitan Police Department failed to get people to take photos together for publicity.

"There are not many enthusiastic citizens like Mr. Morohoshi these days."

Hagiwara Kenji patted Morohoshi on the shoulder, "Hagi is very optimistic about you!"

Hayagiri Yaya reasonably suspected that Hagiwara Kenji did it on purpose.

Morohoshi looked like a calm boss, "If we meet again in the future, I will try my best to help if necessary."

"After all, there are not many Japanese police officers like Officer Hagiwara."

Hayagiri Ye was watching the show on the sidelines and was an enthusiastic citizen of the FBI. Bourbon's hostility to Ley made him angry to death when he found out.

"Mr. Morohoshi, you can't say that."

Hagiwara Kenji finally became more serious, "Many police officers are harder and harder than Hagi, Hagi still needs to continue to learn."

Morohoshi declined to comment, "I received the award for my bravery. It's time for me to go."

Hagiwara Kenji let him go quickly, "Mr. Morohoshi, please go slowly."

Hayagiri followed Morohoshi out of the public conference room, and happened to miss a male police officer who came to the conference room to find someone.

The male police officer stopped at the door of the conference room and looked at the backs of the two people as they left.

"Muraze-kun?" Hagiwara Kenji said at the right time.

"Officer Hagiwara."

Hagiwara Kenji followed his gaze and glanced at the two people who had disappeared. "Does Murase-kun know the two people who just left?"

"No."

Murase Ayumu denied, "I just think that The black-haired boy looked familiar. I seemed to have seen him on the night of the bombing of the Rice Flower Hotel.

"But he was not the one who was with him at that time."

"Oh?" Hagiwara Kenji raised his eyebrows in interest, "Murase-kun, can you elaborate." Talk to Hagi?"

He randomly found a reason, "The case that Hagi is investigating recently may have something to do with them."

It seems that Morohoshi concealed the existence of Hayao Yaya that night.

Although all the bombers were caught, Hagihara Kenji always felt that there was something fishy about the bombing.

If others can detect things, he, the person involved, can naturally do the same.

It makes no sense that it was just right, but the bomb that he and Xiao Zhenping were responsible for handling did not explode twice.

Could it be because there are organizations involved? Did Xiao Zhufu or Xiao Jianggu take action secretly?

Murase Ayumu, who was not aware that the person he mentioned was also a member of the organization, did not hide anything and told everything he knew,

"I was responsible for checking the identity of hotel guests that night. I remember that the name on the certificate they handed me was... ...Hikaru Midorikawa?"

Rai threw the banner directly on the back seat as he walked out of the Metropolitan Police Department.

"Ley, there are nails in my apartment. I can give you one to hang it up."

As he spoke, Zaagiri Yaye got into the passenger seat and fastened his seat belt. "You're welcome."

"...It's really rare to see Yaya. The young master is so warm-hearted."

Rai was obviously not interested in the banner, "I can't bear it."

Hearing this, Zaogiri snorted, "Why don't you say thank you for your blessing this time?"

"..." Rai said. He said crisply: "Because I found that I used some wrong words last time, so I corrected it immediately."

Yep, Zai Wu Mi Ye lowered the window and ignored him again.

I’ll give Rai a dessert of strawberry jam and white chocolate later!

After returning to the apartment, Hayagiri Yaya, who had nothing else to do, took out her mobile phone and started searching for bombings related to the apartment in recent years.

Despite the timeline, there were still many bombings, almost one a day on average.

After thinking about it, Yaya Hayagiri decisively invaded the explosives squad's database and directly reconciled the police records related to Kenji Hagiwara.

The first thing that caught his eye was the "billion cash bombing case" that Hagiwara Kenji took over just one month after graduating from the police academy.

Why was it another billion in cash? Hayao Miye half-moon-eyed, this amount was the highest for the bomber. Is there any measurement standard?

The report shows that there were only two bombers this time. One was killed in an accident in a car accident. The other prisoner still pressed the start button remotely in order to retaliate against the police after receiving one billion in cash from the police.

Fortunately, Kenji Hagihara's team had already taken precautions and evacuated in time. Only Kenji Hagihara, who was in charge of the rear, stayed in the hospital for more than a month.

Judging from the way he is jumping around now, it is obvious that he did not have any sequelae at that time.

Afterwards, the police found the body of the bomber who pressed the button. He died of a heart attack in the car.

All the prisoners were killed, one billion in cash was recovered, and the bomb case was left unsolved, with no one investigating further.

After dealing with the traces of his own invasion, Hayagiri exited the explosive squad's database.

Why was he there that day?

It is impossible to predict the appearance of a bomber in advance.

I have to go there and have a look later, so I remember this in the morning.

It's just that the positioning in the body is a bit difficult to deal with...

On the other side, the two Japanese police officers who had fought with the bomber in a cloak and mask for several rounds but failed to catch each other changed back to the clothes they usually wear when organizing operations.

After explaining to Kazumi the information about going to Pramiya, Toru Amuro said goodbye to Midorikawa Hikari and drove to a remote bar alone.

It was not dark yet, the bar was not officially open, and there was not a single customer inside at this time.

The bartender standing behind the bar saw someone coming in and took out an unopened bottle of bourbon from the wine cabinet behind him.

"Boom -"

There was a soft sound from the mouth of the bottle, and the amber liquid slid down the ice ball, stopping when it reached about one-third of the whiskey glass.

The bartender pushed the poured wine in front of the blond and dark-skinned man, and the amber liquid swayed slightly with the bartender's movements.

"Bourbon, please use it slowly."

There was a very faint smell of absinthe perfume mixed with a medicinal taste drifting across the tip of his nose. Bourbon slowly raised his eyes, his purple-gray eyes fixed on the bartender, and his tone was firm, "Belmore " De."

The bartender neither admitted nor denied, "Mr. Bourbon may have to wait a little longer."

"KILIAN's flaming absinthe is a mid-to-high-end brand, and it doesn't suit your usual habits."

" Did you choose the perfume because of its name?"

Hearing the man's casual question, the bartender chuckled, and the originally deep male voice turned into a female voice with a hint of dangerous temptation.

The bartender reached out and took off his disguise, and his blond hair fell down, exuding a faint light under the illumination of the overhead light, "A woman doesn't choose a perfume just by the brand, bourbon."

"Suitability is the most important."

"Really? "Bourbon picked up the wine glass in front of him and took a sip. "It seems that I need to learn more about this."

"Oh?"

Belmode looked interested, "Did you like someone?"

"As an intelligence officer, any knowledge is useful. It will be put to use one day."

"Boring man."

Not hearing the gossip, Belmod looked back and poured himself a glass of wine.

She walked out of the bar and sat down next to Bourbon. The ordinary bartender's uniform she wore gave it the look of a model catwalk.

As a big star who is sought after by thousands of people, every move Belmode makes is attractive.

Bourbon felt nothing about it, his eyes darkened, "Belmod, my new boss won't be you, right?"

"Are you dissatisfied?"

"Thousand Faces has always been a loner in the organization. The witch is also going to start forming her own force?"

This is quite blunt. You must know that the BOSS explicitly prohibits forming cliques in the organization to be hostile to each other, but everyone tacitly understands it.

"I'm not interested in managing a bunch of mediocre subordinates like Gin."

Belmod shook the wine glass in his hand. The red nail polish was in sharp contrast with the blue-green wine in the glass, but it was also extremely harmonious.

"Don't worry, Bourbon. A good boss is worth waiting for."

Bourbon disagreed. "A good boss wouldn't leave his subordinates to others for so long."

"Still... it's not just Rum, Mi Something happened to Dundaph too?"

Belmode stopped shaking the wine glass.

She looked at the man in front of her, not sure how much he had investigated.

Come to think of it, Bourbon would have met Milton Dove a long time ago.

I just didn't recognize it.

Who can blame him for not recognizing his new boss?

With this in mind, Belmode said calmly: "Lucifer is on vacation."

Bourbon, who never expected to get such an answer:?

Lucifer...is this the nickname Belmode gave to Milton Dove?

He did not raise any questions about this, "It turns out that members of the organization... have holidays?"

"Only Lucifer does."

Belmode put down his glass, "After all, if he gets upset because of this, everyone will have a headache."

There is a needle in the bourbon . , "It sounds like my new boss is very popular with the BOSS, and she can

even take such a long vacation." As the woman who is rumored to be the most favored by the BOSS in the organization, Belmode does not receive this kind of treatment.

"Perhaps."

A hint of complexity flashed through Bermod's eyes, hearing his hidden meaning. "Sometimes...'pampering' is not always a good thing." When

someone asked another question, Bermod raised an index finger. Xuxu pressed his lips to Bourbon's lips, "You will always see him. If you know too much in advance, there will be no surprises."

What do you mean? Bourbon frowned imperceptibly and did not move. "In the organization, it's good if it doesn't turn into a fright."

Belmod retracted his hand, "In my eyes, at least it's interesting."

Being supervised Isn’t it interesting that the boss becomes the new boss in a blink of an eye?

I hope Bourbon didn't offend Lucifer during this period.

Could it be that Milton Dove will give him a kick in the future? Many speculations flashed through Bourbon's mind, but he didn't show it.

"It seems that the new boss has a much more lively personality than Rum."

Bourbon turned away and stopped looking at Bermod. "I'll look forward to it."

"Well..."

Thinking of something, Bermod suddenly suggested, "Maybe if Bourbon prepares a gift for him, he will treat you much better~"

Bourbon suspected that Belmod wanted to see a good show and was trying to trick him.

"Before you give a gift, you should at least know the personality and preferences of the person you are giving the gift to."

The blond and dark-skinned man pretended to consider it seriously, "I don't know anything. It would be bad if it makes him feel worse if I turn around."

"Don't worry." The blond witch half-smiled, "Lucifer is easy to talk to."

"Your hair alone... can make him treat you special."