Chapter 5 Something is wrong with the weak intelligence personnel
"..." Furuya Ling switched his phone to the other hand and said, "Wait here."
After hanging up the phone, he raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows.
I unconsciously followed Hasegawa Yu's advice and went to watch it... It was clearly a response to Shannan's words. Could it be that I really don't have enough energy?
Fūya Ling, who went to bed at three in the morning last night, secretly cheered himself up and dispelled the slight fluctuations in his heart caused by seeing the sun.
Just as he was about to ask his secretary to go down and secretly pick up the person, his hand hovered over the intercom for a moment and then retracted it.
Furiya Rei's gaze shifted to the wall clock: 11:35.
Forget it, let him go down by himself.
Leaving the office, the secretary's desk outside was unsurprisingly empty.
As for this person who was also sent by the organization, she and Ling Furuya have always kept their distance from each other and do not care about the other's whereabouts.
Anyway...it will disappear from his side soon.
"Congressman Furutani?"
Hearing the voice, a dark light flashed across Jōguchi Ling's eyes, but the corners of his mouth gradually rose.
When he turned around, a friendly smile was already on his face. "Mr. Mifune, what a coincidence."
Mifune waved his hand, and seeing the elevator's down button was on, he ignored it. "Let's go eat? Let's go together."
"No." Furuya Rei refused, "I don't really feel like going to the cafeteria today."
The elevator made a "ding" sound at this time, and the two walked in together.
"Okay, maybe a change of pace now and then, huh?" Mifune loosened his tie and lowered his voice. "I've turned down the offer from the Diai Group."
"Thank you, Councillor Mifune." Furuya Rei's smile remained unchanged. "How about we have a cup of tea together sometime when you're free?"
"Haha, then I'll be waiting for your news."
After the two chatted for a while, the elevator arrived at the floor where the internal cafeteria was located. The middle-aged man with a big belly stepped out and soon met other people who came forward to chat.
The elevator door closed again, separating the two worlds. The cold aluminum alloy door panel vaguely reflected the expressionless face of the blond man.
Furiya Rei walked out along the route he remembered, and after about seven or eight minutes' walk he arrived at the entrance of Oda Musical Instruments Store.
He put his hands in his pockets, stood among the crowd waiting for the traffic light, and looked across the street.
The red man representing stopping jumps into a green man representing walking in the blink of an eye.
The crowds on both sides began to flow towards the other end, strangers brushed past each other, only Furuya Rei and the orange-haired young man he was looking at remained where they were.
The young man was wearing a black and white suit with a mature and casual style. His collar was slightly open and he was not wearing a tie. Instead, he had an orange choker ribbon wrapped around his neck.
The end of the slender ribbon hung down to the waist, occasionally swaying gently as the young man raised his arms, attracting the attention of others.
A passerby secretly took a picture of this scene.
Seeing someone holding up their phone and taking pictures of the sky with great interest, seemingly unaware of others' sneak shots, Furuya Lingyi called and said, "Cross the road."
The countdown for the traffic light has not yet ended, and there are still many pedestrians on the zebra crossing.
Across the sea of people, those orange-gold eyes finally met Fūya Rei's gaze.
The next second, the young man waved his hand vigorously at him, "Senior!"
Just like a colorful little man suddenly breaking into a black and white cartoon, as the orange ribbon jumps out a cheerful arc in the air, the black and white world is dyed with color frame by frame.
For some reason, Fūya Rei's heartbeat quickened.
The soft and fluffy hair swayed slightly. Hasegawa Yu quickly came in front of the man and looked at him with a frown, "Fukiya-senpai?"
Ararat is so quiet, there is no announcement of the collapse value... Could it be that the senior is the black side in the world without collapse?
The voice is obviously very nice.
The senior with a pleasant voice suddenly came back to his senses, frowned slightly, and looked at the orange-haired young man again.
After a few breaths, he attributed the uneven heartbeat to the body's reminder after staying up late frequently.
Fūya Ling believes that he is not a person who judges by appearance, but he has seen people with good looks before.
"Don't you notice someone is taking pictures of you?" The blond, dark-skinned man said with a serious face.
As a top idol, Hasegawa Yu, who is often photographed, blinked and said hesitantly: "...I don't mind?"
It’s not some annoying paparazzi or sasaeng fan Stoka.
"As an intelligence officer, don't you have the basic awareness of avoiding cameras?" Fūya Rei narrowed his eyes and said with deliberate disdain, "Are you really one of Boss's men?"
Hasegawa Yu, who always took the initiative to find the camera, scratched the back of his head and said, "Boss didn't teach me."
He didn't even know what the boss looked like. "I understand, senior. I will pay attention next time."
Hasegawa Yuu cast an expectant gaze towards the man, "I don't know how to do these things, that's why I need you to guide me."
Being an intelligence officer sounds really cool, it’s a new experience!
Fūya Rei was stunned for a moment by the little stars in the other person's eyes. The boss did ask him to "lead new people" in the email...
But he didn't believe that Boss would keep a stupid vase who knew nothing.
Furuya Zero is on high alert. No one in the organization can be easily trusted except Hiro. Who knows which force secretly sent the spy.
But this time the "eyeliner" has a new style.
Fūya Rei chose to wait and see, as no one could hide their tracks under his nose.
In keeping with the virtue of reciprocity, he also gave a kind smile, "It's lunchtime now, would Hasegawa like to join us?"
"Just call me Xiaoyou, senior~" Hasegawa Yuyou nodded.
"Xiaoyou." Fūya Ling readily changed the subject, "Let's go, there's a suitable restaurant nearby."
However, before the man had taken a few steps, someone grabbed the clothes on his arm and pulled him aside.
Suppressing the conditioned urge to fight back, Furuya Rei tensed his body and asked calmly, "What's wrong?"
"Senior, avoid the camera." Hasegawa Yu put his hand to his lips and approached him, saying softly, "There's a disguised surveillance camera under the eaves over there."
"..." Furuya Rei glanced in the direction he mentioned.
In order to prevent their surveillance cameras from being spotted and smashed by criminal groups causing trouble outside at night, some businesses will cover them with a layer of camouflage.
Of course, most businesses are too lazy to even install surveillance, so if there are any troublemakers, they will just rob the gang members.
Jiang Gu Ling was naturally aware of this surveillance. He thought for a moment and said, "Under non-mission circumstances, this type of surveillance can be avoided as needed. There's no need to be overly nervous."
Hasegawa Yu suddenly understood, his orange-gold eyes sparkling, "I know~"
Seeing this, Furuya Rei paused for a moment, looked at him intently, then lowered his eyes and continued, "Xiaoyou's senses are very sharp."
They were clearly still some distance away from the probe and had not even entered the monitoring range.
"This is an essential professional skill." Hasegawa Yu said with a serious expression.
It’s a big taboo if idols can’t find the camera right away!
At a concert, facing dozens of cameras switching randomly, Hasegawa Yu was able to find the camera that was shooting his face directly in half a second. He patted his chest and assured, "Don't worry, senior, I am an expert in this area (finding the camera)."
"Really?" Furuya Rei remained noncommittal, hiding his perfunctory attitude. "That's great."
Ordinary people who know nothing will not have this skill.
In the end, the two of them passed by the camouflaged surveillance camera normally.
On the way to the restaurant, Furiya Rei couldn't help but glance sideways when he heard the person next to him humming softly, "Are you excited?"
"yes."
Hasegawa Yu shook his head, his whole body visibly happy, even the orange ribbon hanging behind him was raised like a small tail, "It's been a long time since I walked on the street openly."
No one in this world knows him, so he doesn’t have to be fully armed when going out during non-working hours. That’s great!
Aboveboard?
Fūya Rei was full of doubts. According to those people in the Metropolitan Police Department, as long as they had power and money, they could be removed from the wanted list safely even if they were on it.
The boss has both money and power.
It is only when the bounty is posted on the black market or dark web that you need to be on guard.
Many speculations flashed through his mind, but Fūya Rei showed nothing on his face.
The two entered the restaurant together, and Hasegawa Yu followed the man and sat in a corner. There was a decorative screen in the corner that blocked the seat, forming a semi-enclosed space.
It happened to be peak time, so they had to wait for a while before the food was served.
Fūya Ling noticed that the orange-haired young man ordered some light vegetables and only half a portion of staple food.
The blond man didn't care whether the other person had a small appetite or other reasons, so he just got down to business, "Come to this place at ten o'clock tonight."
Furiya Rei gave an address that a car could go directly to, and he didn't believe that Hasegawa Yu could get lost.
Upon hearing this, Hasegawa Yu, who was regretting that today wasn't a day for indulgence, suddenly became restless, "Is this a mission from the intelligence personnel?"
Just like what is shown in TV dramas, the bad guys always act late at night!
Oh, and he's part of the bad guys now too.
"It depends." Furuya Rei didn't intend to tell him everything right then and there. "Don't be late tonight."
"Okay." Hasegawa Yuu remembered something and asked worriedly, "Senior, are you good at close combat?"
Fūya Rei subconsciously analyzed the hidden meaning in his words.
To no avail.
Finally, he rubbed the chopsticks in his hand a few times and said calmly: "I am a weak intelligence officer."
After hearing his words, Hasegawa Yu believed it without a doubt.
After all, the Scottish predecessor is also a sniper who is not good at close combat!
As for the muscle lines of the two men that cannot be concealed even by clothes, it is entirely possible that they were developed through training in the gym.
He understands, he is the same, being able to exercise does not mean that he can fight!
Feeling his logic was impeccable, Hasegawa Yu began to think, "Should I bring more..."
Fūya Rei raised an eyebrow, "What does Xiaoyou want to bring?"
Bombs? Guns? Chemical weapons?
"Chili spray! It really works, as our Scottish senior can attest."
"..." Fūya Ling fell into deep thought. Is it a nickname for some dangerous chemical?
Did he use it on Hiro? He hadn't forgotten his friend's comment that this guy was "very interesting."
The particularly amusing Hasegawa Yuu quickly added, "There are also anti-wolf alarms and voltage sticks. Don't be careless when going out at night, senior. Pervert Stoka loves to act at times like this!"
"......?" The tungsten filament light bulb above Furuya Rei's head finally flickered with struggle.
Something is wrong.
...He needs to take another look.