Toru Amuro, who approached slowly, happened to hear what the white-haired young man said.

His eyes glanced at the burning thing on the ground, and he recognized from the remaining wreckage that it was Hayagiri Yaya's disguise tool in Niwaya's identity.

The man didn't say anything to this, nor did he ask if the power outage in the Metropolitan Police Department had something to do with him. Instead, he said, "Do you need a break?"

"There is no such word as rest in the organization."

Zaomi Miye frowned . Nose, "It's good if I don't let you be 007."

Toru Amuro didn't take a "vacation" for more than half a year before Kiriya. That might not be a very good "vacation" for him.

After all, no one has to be supervised all day long when they are on vacation.

So Toru Amuro took the initiative to talk about the highlight of the night, "What are you going to do with this mission?"

As Toru Amuro spoke, Hayagiri Yaya was quietly staring at the things on the ground burning up and turning into a pile of nothing. Not the original black and gray.

Looking away from the black ash that was about to be blown away by the wind, the white-haired young man put his hands in his pockets and lazily said: "It's up to you."

He was really in no mood to compete with the Japanese police who almost had a showdown with him.

What does it have to do with him if there is a problem with the smuggling line?

Toru Amuro is keenly aware that Hayagiri Yaya has very little loyalty to the organization. He only cares about a few specific people in the organization.

Other than that, as long as it doesn't involve him, the other party won't care about it.

"Then let's go."

Before joining tonight, Toru Amuro actually prepared a series of plans ABC. At the moment, it seems that none of them may be used.

Hearing this, Zaagiri Yaye yawned and slowly kept up with the pace of the blond and dark-skinned man.

He touched his pocket, dug out a candy left by Hirano Aoi, and opened it happily.

Hmm, it tastes sour and appley, so I’ll just eat it.

Toru Amuro, who was walking in front, showed Bourbon's work attitude, "During the day, while the Rice Krispies Store was in chaos, I secretly followed the police car escorting Shannan Yier and Muranishi Siyi."

It seems that Bourbon received the task sooner than He wants to be early, and he bites the candy in the morning fog and night.

Amuro Toru reported a string of addresses, "This is the place where the tracker last disappeared. I checked in advance and confirmed that it is a public security stronghold."

Yaya Hayagiri constructed the location of the address in her mind and expressed doubts, " Is it okay for you to arrange the two strongholds so close to

each other ? Well, that's not a bad idea.

There is another public security base not far from the address that Tohru Amuro is talking about now, which was exposed on the night of Scotland's "death".

However, there was no mention of this stronghold that night.

"..." Toru Amuro began to consider whether to move his base, but gave up after a moment.

It feels like even if he transfers, Hayagiri Yaya will be able to know the new stronghold address the next second after the transfer is completed.

Tohru Amuro couldn't figure out how the information was exposed. Team Zero's confidentiality measures were obviously quite perfect!

After finishing the candy in his mouth, Zaowu Miye smacked his mouth regretfully, "It's not exposed from your zero group."

"It's based on the surrounding population flow, building structure, geographical location, electricity consumption, and housing It was deduced from a series of clues such as the change of household head."

Zaagiri Miye explained kindly, "These are all information that can be found on the surface. "

After all, you can't just find a place to hollow out and build an underground building. " , or a large building like a stronghold.

"Your public security is not like an organization and has limited funds. Japan is only so big, and it is easy to rule it out based on the police's habitual thinking." The white-haired young man said casually.

Following Hayagiri Yaya's words, Toru Amuro couldn't help but simulate the reasoning process in his mind, and got stuck in the first few steps.

The clues and channels mentioned earlier are too fragmented. If you give him time, he may be able to deduce them.

But this will undoubtedly take a lot of effort, and for them, this time cost and labor cost are not cost-effective.

But how long does it take for the morning fog to disappear at night?

Toru Amuro thought about the strongholds he revealed one by one on the night of Scotland's "death". Was there ten minutes?

"I see." Toru Amuro praised sincerely: "Milton is indeed very powerful."

[It would be great if he could become a collaborator with the police. ]

Yaya Hayagiri ignored the thoughts deliberately expressed on Toru Amuro's face and snorted, "Similarly, if you are bored, you can find the organization's strongholds like this."

However, the important strongholds of the organization are basically in the deep mountains and old forests. , these need to be combined with other clues.

The remaining Hayagiri Yaya was too lazy to say that the improvement of his relationship with the police did not mean that he would proactively provide relevant information about the organization.

Taking note of this, Toru Amuro thoughtfully took out a strawberry-flavored lollipop from his pocket.

Morning fog and night: ...?

"I got it from where I worked today."

Many children like it.

Toru Amuro raised the lollipop to the white-haired young man, "I feel like you need to recharge."

After taking the lollipop and confirming that there was no strange magic on it, Hayagiri unpacked it and stuffed it into his mouth. inside.

Well, the strawberry flavor is indeed the best!

"Actually, the organization's stronghold hidden in the mountains is easy to find." Biting a lollipop, Hayagiri Yaye continued to speak.

Toru Amuro pricked up his ears.

"People always need to eat and drink."

Zaowu Miye pointed out one of the lines. "Most of the mountains and forests have small villages and counties. Those places near the foot of the mountains tend to have less frequent population changes." "

Purchasing cars is not a good idea. Hidden, there is always a car entering the mountains at a fixed time, and someone will definitely be impressed by it. "

As for the fact that there are so many villages and forests in Japan, it is none of his business where the police start looking.

"But there is a high probability that the villages at the foot of the mountain are also full of people from the organization."

After saying this, Zaugiri closed his mouth and started to bite the candy. His teeth looked very good.

Seeing this, Toru Amuro's face showed regret for not bringing an extra lollipop to charge the cat.

Continuing to ignore the lame expression of regret, Hayagiri threw the white lollipop stick into a passing trash can.

The two of them got in the car one after another and headed to the address Tohru Amuro had mentioned before.

He lowered the passenger window completely and leaned back in his seat, his eyes slightly squinted by the night wind, looking drowsy.

But when others look carefully, they will find that those pink-gold eyes are always very awake.

In the night, the white Mazda slowly parked in a remote corner.

"Mi-chan~"

As soon as he got out of the car, Milton Duff was attacked by a large red-haired dog.

"Why don't you let me pick you up?" Wei Que hung on him, "Bourbon is always slow."

"If the time is different from ours, remember to adjust in time."

Bourbon, who pressed the car lock, sneered, "Otherwise, the mission will be delayed, and I don't want to be implicated by you."

After hearing this, Wei Que revealed a red eye from the white-haired young man's shoulder and stared at him gloomily.

"Bourbon is closest to me." Milton Duff explained, "I don't want to wait too long today."

Bourbon's suspicion has developed into an occupational disease. If he doesn't figure things out in advance, he will definitely be annoyed during the mission. dead.

"Okay."

Wei Que quickly accepted his explanation and turned to curl his eyes, "Why is Bourbon-chan always targeting me? Only proper friendly communication can promote mission efficiency."

This time he was not as gloomy as before. Looks like it.

Regarding the speed of his change of expression, Bourbon became increasingly wary in his heart, "In that case, don't talk nonsense here."

"We are doing the task now."

Gin came over to interrupt the tit-for-tat confrontation between the two, "I'm not here to listen to you. Gossip."

Milton Duff stood there, staring at the silver-haired killer for three seconds before looking away wordlessly.

Speaking of which, he hasn't asked Bourbon what he thinks of Scotland.

Why don't you wait until this mission is over and ask?

An unpleasant feeling inexplicably arose behind Bourbon who was just about to speak.

He reassured himself that it was 100% caused by Gin.

"The mission time has not come yet, why are you in a hurry, Gin?"

The blond witch walked over calmly, not hiding her gaze on several people.

Finally, she set her sights on the white-haired young man and said, "Long time no see, Lucifer. It looks like you've been doing well recently."

Thinking of the various "bad fates" she encountered during this period, Milton Dove's face darkened. A moment.

"Which of you is going to Kyoto for your next mission? Go to Kiyomizu Temple for me to buy an evil talisman."

Everyone present:?

Hearing his words, Belmod looked a little more serious, "Did something happen?"

Gin also looked over.

"No."

It was naturally impossible for Milton Dove to tell him about being entangled by a bunch of police officers. "I've been a little unlucky recently. I want to drive away the bad luck."

Belmode raised his eyebrows slightly, his red lips also She made a small arc, "Sorry, my next missions are all in the United States~"

She changed the topic, "But I heard that Gin's mission may pass through Kyoto~"

Milton Dove is now I don’t want to talk to Gin.

This was the first time the two of them had met since Gin forcibly kissed him, and he hadn't figured out how to deal with it yet.

Gin simply spoke for him first.

"Childish."

The silver-haired killer has always been disdainful of such things and did not say whether he would help carry it. "If the gun is not rusty, I will eliminate the source of your bad luck." You

probably guessed what Milton said. "Bad Luck" refers to whose bourbon eyes flickered for a moment.

"Do you think your uncle is an exorcist gun?"

Milton Dove became increasingly unhappy. "If it is true, remember to shoot it for yourself first."

To avoid having to forcefully kiss him for no reason someday.

"Belmod, let's get to work." Gin chose to ignore this sentence.

If he is really obsessed, he will definitely drag Milton into the abyss together.

Milton Dove sneered.

Vodka, who was watching in secret, just wanted to rush up and cover his eldest brother's mouth.

Seeing this, Belmod turned his eyes slightly and took out two photos, "Okay, let's go first."

The people in the photos were two police officers.

The stronghold they discovered was equivalent to a small prison. The organization received information that Shannan 12 and Cunxi 41 would not make additional transfers in the future.

Then the organization can only send people to sneak in and deal with them.

The police officer in the photo is the replacement selected by the organization. Naturally, these two police officers have now died quietly.

Milton Dove, who was waiting on the sidelines, picked up the information of the person he was going to replace and glanced at it out of boredom.

Bourbon is quite capable. He actually predicted this in advance and allowed people to fake death and escape.

Milton Duff threw the information aside, got up, and went to the car to change into a police suit.

When he came out after changing, Vodka glanced at him and rubbed his arms, and couldn't help but said: "Milton, you have a very unpleasant sliver smell on you now."

Milton Dove adjusted his tie in a casual tone, " That proves that I'm good at acting~"

As he spoke, the smell of vodka notes disappeared again.

Several stressed people around slowly relaxed their bodies.

Milton Duff sat on the big rock aside. This stronghold was in a remote suburb. It was the only place where he could sit. "You guys reacted too much." The

white-haired young man crossed his legs and moved, The mouse gray suit pants slid up, revealing a thin ankle, which was shining white in the night.

He took out the transparent special potion, placed the bottle casually on his lap, and began to smear his fingers and process his fingerprints to avoid leaving traces during the task.

Gin's eyes fell on his exposed ankles, and her cold green eyes stared at the prey in the dark.

The man who put the sniper rifle on his shoulder said carelessly, "Gin, where is my sniper point?"

They were the ones responsible for the response outside.

At the same time, Bourbon, who had finished his disguise, stood up and happened to stand between Gin and Milton Duff, blocking the former's view of the latter.

"Milton, it's your turn to disguise yourself."

Belmode held up the disguise tool and resisted the urge to whistle.

You are so unpleasant, Gin.

After taking care of the fingerprints on his hands, Milton Duff gave Bourbon the medicine bottle and waited for Belmod to disguise him.

Completely ignoring everything that happened in the dark.

He was happy to see the outcome of Gin being targeted.

Although I don’t know why Famous and Bourbon suddenly cooperated to target gin.

Milton Duff's disguise/mask was easier to make than Bourbon's. Bellmode finished it quickly. "OK~ I have nothing to do tonight~"

She was only responsible for disguising people.

It is true that among these people, Milton could also disguise himself, but he was simply too lazy to do it.

Milton Duff adjusted all the details on his body, took out a pair of handcuffs and turned them on his fingertips. His whole body once again revealed the smell of slivers that made members of the organization hate stress.

"Tsk, everyone here is a performance~"

"Mi-chan wants to arrest me?" Wei Que's eyes lit up, "I can just experience the feeling of being handcuffed by Mi-chan~"

Milton Dove looked hesitantly I looked at him and suspected that he was playing something strange.

"Mr. Public Security Officer, if I take the initiative to plead guilty, will you be responsible for detaining me?"

Milton Duff stopped turning the handcuffs, and the hair on his back stood up inexplicably, "Weiqiao, shut up!"

Wei Que blinked innocently.

Compared with Milton Duff's successful performance, the real Bo Ben, a Japanese police officer, actually smells like a tired social animal tortured by heavy work.

Vodka even gave thoughtful advice, "Bourbon, you can imitate Milton if necessary."

Milton Duff: ...

What a joke from hell.

He glanced at Bourbon a few more times. Could it be that he was imitating his hedgehog-headed and bespectacled subordinate?

This social animal atmosphere is exactly the same.

"I will try my best."

Bourbon shrugged, "But forget about other identities, such as public security... I'm getting goosebumps."

Vodka showed an understanding expression.

"..."

Milton Duff couldn't help but feel a pity for Vodka, "Let's go, it's the time for the police to take over the shift."

Before setting off, he stopped, always feeling that something was wrong.

It was an unfounded intuition, but Milton Dove trusted his instincts.

It was important to resolve the source of the problem, so Miltonduff decided to temporarily talk to Gin for five minutes.

"Gin, why aren't Chianti and Cohen here?"

Although today is an infiltration mission and there will be no fanfare, those two people will basically participate in such missions that require snipers.

"They received a mission to England this morning. It is not temporary, and the frequency and difficulty are in line with previous arrangements."

Gin frowned, quickly understood what Milton wanted to express, and said decisively: "Substitute someone to infiltrate, or blow up this place directly. Stronghold!"

"No." Milton Duff refused, "If there is a ghost, I can take the opportunity to test and go back."

Hearing that the air pressure around Ginjiu dropped, he looked at the police stronghold in the distance, "Ten days after the mission time. If you don't come out in five minutes, I will take action directly."

"What if I accidentally delayed it for a while?"

Milton Duff patted the silver-haired killer on the shoulder, "Relax, at least I will be fine.

" Jiu looked at him with deep eyes and said nothing.

"Milton?" After walking away, Bourbon found that no one had followed him and called back.

Hearing this, Milton Duff looked at him intently. The golden retriever really didn't intend to do anything. At most, he wanted to stage a pursuit battle with the police.

Lifting his heels, Milton Duff gathered his thoughts, just in case, he lowered his voice and approached Bourbon, "Bourbon, have you ever played the trust game?"

Could it be that Milton wanted to do a task again when the end came? This was the first thing Bourbon thought of.

Then, he thought of what Gunma County had said to the other party that night.

If both parties in the trust game cannot absolutely trust each other, they will definitely fail miserably.

And according to Milton's ability, he will not be unable to judge whether another person really trusts him.

Therefore, this game is only aimed at himself.

"You can try." Bourbon replied.

Hearing this, Milton Dove chuckled, "Well, don't be nervous, maybe you don't have to play."

At least his intuition hasn't come true yet.

"Do your job seriously~" He walked towards the police station.

Public security strongholds basically use internal networks, and intrusions can only be done from within. Otherwise, if the headset signal is monitored, they will not be able to contact people outside after entering the base.

Therefore, there is an invisible video recorder in the suit button on Bourbon's chest, which is not connected to the Internet, ensuring that Shannan Yier and Muranishi Siyi are really dead.

The police usually operate in pairs, and Milton Duff did not put a video recorder on him.

After swiping the card to enter the base, using facial, pupil, voiceprint recognition, and fingerprints prepared in advance for verification, the two successfully sneaked into the public security stronghold.

Color contact lenses are high-tech products from organizations. Even though he knew the specific principles, Milton Dove still felt that it was a bit unscientific.

But he said nothing, and just walked quietly beside Bourbon.

It was late at night, and there were not many police officers still active in this stronghold. The two quickly arrived at the detention room where Shannan Yier and Cunxi Siyi were detained.

Outside the detention room, the two police officers guarding the previous shift stood up and said, "Hojo, Qiu Dong, you are here."

Milton Dove narrowed his eyes, and sure enough! His intuition came true!

The two police officers on duty are also members of the organization!

Karasuma Ren!

A gaze full of malice hit her back, and it disappeared in an instant. Milton Dove knew that it was the gaze from the person behind the surveillance overhead.

The internal network of this stronghold was hacked before they arrived!

Milton Duff thought that there was no problem with Team Zero, but the police could still find flaws if they looked carefully.

No matter how Renye Karasuma discovered this flaw, or when the two police officers were replaced, these are facts now.

Milton Duff ignored the surveillance in the detention room and quickly thought about Karasuma Renye's purpose of hiding all of them and sending these two people here.

It is impossible to simply hack into the internal network.

Strongholds that may be abandoned at any time often do not store overly important data. Each stronghold has an independent network, so intrusion is meaningless.

It was too solemn for those two little smuggling ring leaders.

is it him? Milton Duff frowned slightly. Was his previous incident of liberating the police exposed?

Impossible, decisively rule out this, he is confident in his own strength.

Karasuma Renye could brainwash him directly, there was no need to test him in front of Bourbon.

If he was really exposed, it would be impossible for Gin and others not to get wind of it.

Shannan Yier and Muranishi Siyi in the detention room have been discovered to be fake by these two people, but they did not say...

Milton Duff looked at Bourbon covertly, so... it was not him who was exposed, but Bourbon!

This sudden drama proved that Renye Karasuma was not sure whether he was helping Bourbon conceal his identity as a police officer.

If bourbon is exposed, just let gin handle it, that's how the organization has always been.

Karasuma Renye's purpose was to use the mission to test his attitude towards Bourbon and to find loopholes that might reveal that Bourbon was a police officer.

By the way, continue to observe whether he is hiding his strength.

According to the ability he currently displays with Karasuma Renye, he shouldn't be able to see through all his arrangements in a short time. At most, he will notice something is wrong.

Milton Duff let out a breath, no matter what, the plan was about to change.

Many thoughts only occurred in a moment. On his face, he answered without any pause, "Oh, it's time to work the night shift again."

Looking at the two people in front of him, Bourbon hid his inquiring eyes, "Thank you for your hard work, next. Leave it to us. "

Hidden under the bourbon, Rei Fangtani has a serious and responsible personality, and is strict with his subordinates, but he also pays attention to their details.

Therefore, it was impossible for him not to notice the difference between the two people in front of him.

The sudden change of situation made Bourbon afraid to act rashly, and followed Milton to sit on the chair belonging to the surveillance staff outside the detention room.

They won't do it so quickly, at least they have to wait until the night is deeper.

Milton Duff raised his feet, slumped back on the chair, and took the initiative to bring up the topic, "There seemed to be something wrong with those two people just now."

Under the table, in the blind spot that neither the surveillance camera nor the video recorder could see, he raised the topic with his cock He raised his toes and lightly kicked Bourbon's calf a few times.

[Internal surveillance, intrusion. 】

A look of shock and anger flashed across Bourbon's eyes. The two police officers who took over their identities just now must be in trouble.

But how? How did the organization know that the two police officers were in charge of this stronghold?

Since the internal network has been invaded, will the two death row prisoners used as substitute targets also be exposed?

"It does seem to be a bit."

Bourbon looked as usual, revealing an indifferent attitude, "It won't affect the mission. If it has nothing to do with the organization, there is no need to worry about it."

"That's right."

Milton Duff looked like he was too lazy to go . Looking carefully, he was sitting up and down, "People who stay up late and work overtime don't care so much, huh."

Seeing this, Bourbon couldn't bear to look directly, "We are on a mission now."

"You care about me?"

Milton Dove curled her lips and said, "It's not the military. Even if the colleagues in charge of surveillance saw it, they could only say something about it."

There was someone behind the surveillance.

Having come to this point, Bourbon gave up the persuasion and said, "It's up to you."

Since the organization has invaded the internal network, why do they need to continue their mission here? Just do it directly.

Shannan Yier and Cunxi Siyi were indeed in this stronghold, but they were just in another more hidden detention room.

At present, Bourbon has no way of knowing when the network was invaded or whether the real target has been discovered.

If he really wanted to kill his target, Milton wouldn't have to play such a roundabout way with him in such a long sequence.

So Bourbon chose to believe what Milton said.

Moreover, he suspected that the person behind the surveillance was not the same as Milton.

Bourbon guessed that maybe Gin and the others didn't even know that the two police officers were replaced by people from the organization.

Do you trust the game...

Seeing this, Milton Duff's lips curled up slightly and presented him with the missing puzzle piece.

[The people behind the surveillance want to test whether you are a Japanese police officer. 】

What! Bourbon suppressed his ups and downs of emotions and kept recalling where he had revealed his doubts, to no avail.

Milton Dove couldn't figure out where Bourbon was suspected.

Putting that aside for now, they had to put on a good show in front of the person behind the surveillance.

"There seems to be something wrong with Shannan No. 12 and Cunxi No. 41."

Milton Duff stood up as if observing the surveillance in the detention room, "I'll go in and take a look."

According to the original plan, the person who went in would be Bourbon.

It's up to you whether you use a gun or medicine. All in all, just kill the target without attracting attention.

The surveillance room at the stronghold can only see the surveillance footage outside the custody room, but not the room where the prisoner is.

After entering, Milton Duff pretended to check, and found something wrong with the two of them. Then he found that they were wearing disguises, and then informed Bourbon with an expressionless face, "The note was placed here as a deception."

Bourbon followed in to check the situation. , frowning and thinking, "The intelligence is wrong. Could it be that the target was moved in advance?"

"Ring-ring--"

The internal phone outside the detention room rang at this time.

"Go ahead and answer it."

Milton Duff guessed it was a call to tell them the location of the real target.

Bourbon walked over as instructed, picked up the phone and put it to his ear.

[Bourbon, ask Milton to come over and answer the phone. 】

A cold electronic voice came from the receiver, giving orders directly and clearly, with a faint arrogance of being in a position of superiority all year round.

Bourbon's eyes flickered, and he half put down the receiver and looked at the other person in the room, "Milton, the BOSS requires you to answer the call."

Hearing this, Milton Duff looked disgusted, "It's so troublesome."

As he said, he Reluctantly, he took the receiver from the man's hand.

【Mi. 】

The necklace hidden under the collar of the shirt suddenly lit up, and a circle of blue light leaked from the edge of the collar.

Not big, but enough to be noticed by others.

For example, Bourbon, the organization's intelligence dealer.

Holding the receiver in his hand, Milton Duff slowly made eye contact with Bourbon, who was two steps away from him.

In the receiver, Milton Dove's voice, which he liked very much, spoke out the cold orders belonging to the BOSS.

[I suspect that Bourbon is from the Public Security Zero Unit and will find his flaws for me at all costs. 】