At 00:24 a.m. Tokyo time, No. 499, 3-chome-7, Acupido-cho, Tokyo.
The street in the residential area is very narrow. The silver-gray Citroen batcback slows down to the designated parking space in front of the apartment building. On the roadside, you can also see an old man in a suit sleeping on a telephone pole. He is probably the "alcohol drinker" from a nearby izakaya.
Lost dog".
Drinking like this is nothing more than troubles at work, or family discord, and you just want to drink to relieve stress. When you wake up from a hangover the next day, you will swear that you will never drink again, but when you encounter setbacks, you will unconditionally go to an izakaya.
There is no shortage of people like this on the streets of Tokyo.
It was past midnight, and she finally returned to the safe house from get off work at Nippon TV Station. Hondo Ekai turned off the car lights and pulled out the key. She glanced at the drunken man in a suit warily and made sure that she was not an informant planted in front of the apartment by the organization. body went upstairs.
She fumbled out of her key bag and took out the copper key with the cartoon-shaped keychain of Yoko Okino of the Earth Ladies Team. After opening the security door, she bent down and put on her insoles to change into slippers.
Thinking of having to go to the TV station for a morning meeting tomorrow morning, she couldn't help but sigh. The pressure of being a social worker is really great.
It's not because of the busy work, but because she hasn't received a message from CA for more than a year. She doesn't know what to do... because she knows that with her personal ability, there is no way to escape the organization.
control.
Escape will only hasten her death, but if CA has abandoned her, she can't continue to work for the organization. Now she is in a dilemma. She really doesn't know when she can get rid of the pseudonym "Mizuna Reina".
Hondo Yinghai walked towards the living room with his head lowered, and in the dark, he threw his handbag to the sofa with great precision. It was obvious that he had done this action countless times, and he was so confident that he could hit the target with perfect accuracy even with the lights off.
However, in this dark and dim environment, a man's voice suddenly appeared in the house where he lived alone.
"Oh, your vigilance is quite bad."
The voice is clear, translucent, clean, and highly recognizable. However, the Kansai accent sounds very awkward, as if it was just learned on a temporary basis, and the intonation is so deliberate that it doesn't sound like a Kansai person.
And the way he spoke seemed to have known him for a long time? Could it be that his identity was exposed and the organization arranged for members of the action team to assassinate him? Could the drunk uncle next to the telephone pole be the spy planted by the organization in front of the apartment?
Hontang Yinghai's brain was running rapidly. She didn't care too much. She stretched out her hand to take out the pistol hidden in her waist. However, she never expected that a strong hand directly pressed on her pistol-drawing hand.
on the bed, and a chill hit my neck.
The silver dagger was directly placed on her neck. She even felt that if she resisted, the main artery in her neck would be brutally cut open by the other party. With such skill... was she really someone from the organization?
"Don't you really think that since you are a well-known female host of Japanese TV station, the organization will not dare to attack you?" The tone of the mysterious man with extraordinary skills is full of sarcasm, and it can be seen that he has feelings for the main hall Yinghai.
expressed disdain for the level of melee combat.
Our hall Yinghai just wanted to ask him who he was, but he didn't expect that the other party showed no mercy and directly pushed himself against the wall. His face was pressed against the wall and he couldn't move at all. His hands were also behind his back and he couldn't get out of the opponent's arms.
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She tried to make the other party let go by stepping on her instep, but the mysterious man completely guessed her thoughts and stepped on her instep in advance, and joked in his bad Kansai accent:
"I'm so sorry, I stepped on your foot."
"Who the hell are you?!"
Hondo Yinghai couldn't believe that she had no power to fight back. This mysterious man was definitely a code member of the organization, but none of the code members she had come into contact with spoke Kansai accent.
"If I wanted to do something bad to you, I would do it the moment you walked in."
"what do you mean?"
Just when Hondo Yinghai was puzzled, the power that restrained her disappeared instantly. She immediately reached out and took out the Colt 1911a1 pistol hidden in her right trouser leg, trying to identify the location by listening to the sound in the darkness.
But just after snapping her fingers, the lights in the living room suddenly turned on. Hondo Yinghai, who was already used to the dark environment, narrowed her eyes slightly, trying to get used to the lighted environment quickly. She realized that the other party was approaching the light next to the door.
Position the main switch, directly raise the muzzle and aim quickly.
"Where are you aiming? There's no one there."
Our hall Yinghai turned around in surprise and looked at the purple-haired young man sitting upright on the sofa. How is this possible? Could this guy be unable to teleport, or is his speed too slow?
However, what surprised her even more was the title the purple-haired young man blurted out next.
"My dear Yinghai, don't point the gun at me...have you not recognized who I am yet?"
This man actually knows his real name?
Then he could only be an agent of the CA. You must know that infiltrating the organization was completely arranged by his father. He was only planning to serve as a liaison officer for a short period of time. Who knew that something like that happened, which made his current situation very embarrassing.
After thinking calmly, Yinghai still didn't think this person looked familiar. She stared at the fair and handsome face for a long time, until she noticed the rare ultramarine childlike color, she put down the pistol in her hand and said in stunned silence:
"You, you are Claire Stewart?"
The purple-haired young man sitting on the sofa is none other than Claire Stewart. Of course, this is just a false identity he used after entering CA. His real name is Fujiwara Yu, and not many people know it so far.
Unexpectedly, not only did his hair color change, but his left ear was pierced, and there was even a tattoo with dead tree and vine patterns on the left side of his neck. His whole face also lost its childishness and looked more mature and steady than before.
"Well, it seems that I have to buy a pair of beautiful children to cover up my childlike beauty."
Fujiwara Yu was quite happy. He didn't expect that a person could change so much by changing his hair color. It's a pity that he can't change his face. Otherwise, there would be no need to go to such trouble like the agents in movies who change their faces at will.
.
"Let's sit down and talk."
When the main hall Yinghai saw that Krel actually made a "please sit down" gesture, she felt dumbfounded. She really wanted to remind her: This seems to be my home, why are you not polite at all?
Fujiwara Yu slowly took out a bottle of alcohol disinfectant spray from his pocket, sprayed it on his hands and said:
"After a month of observation, we can confirm that the organization trusts you and has not planted spies around your home. There are no monitoring or positioning equipment inside the apartment. Your mission to infiltrate the organization is successful so far."
I didn't expect that Krell would change so much after not seeing each other for two years.
You must know that Krell was an agent at the same time as she entered CA. At that time, he still had black hair. How could his hair color now become a color that few people in the crowd dyed? He even had ear piercings.
tattoo.
"So why did you get your hair dyed, tattooed, and your ears pierced?"
"..."
Fujiwara Yu wanted to go directly to the topic, but Hondo Ekai actually asked him this question directly. He was silent for a long time, put the alcohol disinfectant spray back into his trouser pocket, and said angrily:
"What do you think? I specially prepared to look like this in order to join the organization a year ago, but due to some things, the CA side removed me from the task of lurking in the organization. Do you know what this change is?"