When Vodka hurried back, he unexpectedly saw a figure in the living room that shouldn't be there——
"Pisco? Why are you here? Aren't you afraid of being discovered by the Japanese police?"
The cheeks are so old that they are full of wrinkles, and the body is no longer powerful.
Although he is one of the veterans of the organization, Vodka is obviously the same as his boss Gin, who does not take this old immortal in his eyes at all.
"What's there to be afraid of? Someone is already ready to expose me." Pisco snorted coldly, which made Vodka look like a question mark.
"How's it going with the police, vodka?" Gin, who didn't care, let the old man sneer and asked.
"I followed your instructions, brother, and further consolidated the image of the FBI, but..."
"But what?"
"I met Miyano Akemi."
Vodka looked embarrassed and recounted the scene when he met Miyano Akemi in the Metropolitan Police Department in the evening: "I was worried that this was a trap set up by the police, so I didn't take action."
"Have you met Miyano Akemi?"
After dusting off the cigarette ashes with his fingers, Gin raised his eyes, his heart rising with alarm: "Is it a real person?"
"I don't know. I have no excuse for pinching her face. But judging from the conversation between her and me, I think it should be true."
"What did she tell you?"
"The police looked like they had wronged me and bowed to apologize to me. But after the police left, she immediately changed her face and asked me in an extremely cold tone what I should do to let her sister Shirley go."
"What about you? How did you answer?"
"I just said it was a misunderstanding, and made a fuss about the billion-dollar robbery. Oh, and one more thing, I also said something to her, that is, the FBI team headed by Akai Shuichi has already contacted the top police officials
A conversation started.
"In addition, I also noticed something, that is, the police seem to be preparing to hold a press conference to explain and report on the case of Miyano Akemi's previous TV search. It seems that they are planning to include the previous person on the street.
Huo Bin communicated with others."
"Press conference...?"
Gin lowered his eyes, put his hands on his thighs, and thought in his mind: "What time?"
"It's 7:30 in the evening. There should be many media reporters rushing to the press conference by now." He raised his wrist and glanced at the pointer on the dial, and Vodka said: "Brother, are we going to send someone over to cause trouble?
"
"..."
Gin closed his eyes in a rare moment, raised his left thumb holding the cigarette, and gently rubbed the area near his temples. The burning nicotine breath penetrated his throat continuously, activating his brain.
"What about Miyano Akemi? Will she also attend the press conference?"
"Yes, she told me that she would attend as a witness."
Vodka nodded, and then made a sniper gesture with both hands: "Brother, do we want to take action?"
"madness."
Before Gin could say anything, Pisco on the side was the first to speak sarcastically. Vodka turned his head and frowned.
"Use your brain, the press conference will not end in a short time.
"Since the police are confident in bringing Miyano Akemi out, then this Miyano Akemi will definitely not be real. It will be in vain for you to kill her. Instead, it will increase the weight of public opinion for the Metropolitan Police Department and make the US military not good.
Help us out."
It was probably because he was forced to abdicate. At this moment, Pisco looked at Gin and the people under Gin with obvious personal emotions: "What you should do most now is to let the undercover police officers take this opportunity to participate."
Go in so that you can get to where Miyano Akemi is hiding."
"Are you really confused? If you just wanted to kill Miyano Akemi, why would you go to such trouble to let me pretend to be an FBI and approach the Metropolitan Police Department?"
Vodka, who thought this old guy had something to say, showed contempt on his face: "Miyano Akemi's position is just one of the several purposes of the elder brother, and I didn't say that she was the one I wanted to kill."
"?"
Gin, who was not disturbed by the argument between the two people, opened his eyes after thinking for a long time and said: "He should not be in danger of being exposed yet. Vodka, inform the hospital to prepare, starting at 7:10 pm."
"Okay." Vodka nodded.
"I'll go get ready right now."
Metropolitan Police Department, Investigation Section 1, Department 3 Office Area.
After receiving the order from his boss, Megure Thirteen hung up the phone in a respectful tone, wiped the sweat from his temples, stood up and greeted the two figures at the workstation not far away: "Uehara, Sato, come here.
one time."
"Police department, what's wrong?"
"What happened, police department?"
Katsumi Uehara and Miwako Sato came side by side and wondered.
"According to Minister Odagiri's request, you two will also attend tonight's press conference. After all, you are also one of the investigators of this case."
"Us?" Sato Miwako pointed at herself in surprise: "But Uehara and I have submitted everything we can say."
Because the public security aspect is involved, the protagonist at tonight's press conference is Toshiro Odagiri, the head of the Criminal Division, who is the third-in-command of the Metropolitan Police Department. Even senior police officials such as Counselor Masayoshi Uno have to be obedient and supportive.
The principal of a class is only qualified to sit in the third position.
In this situation, if a powerful police department like Mumu Shisan can go up and brush their faces, it is already putting gold on the faces of the three departments.
"Don't worry too much, you can basically just sit next to me and be a mascot. Especially you, brother Uehara."
Mu Mu Shisan, who has been in the police force for decades, patted his subordinate on the shoulder and was filled with emotion.
He can both solve crimes and refute the police. He is from a prestigious school and has the support of two major consortiums. In addition, he is appreciated by senior police officials. The buffs are really stacked up.
Megure Thirteen even felt that he might one day see Uehara Katsumi take the position of Minister of Criminal Affairs and become the successor designated by Odagiri Toshiro after his abdication.
As for the police director and deputy police director at the higher level...that is just a dream.
"Do I look so prickly? Do I need to explain something special?"
Katsuki Uehara, who was specifically named, raised his eyebrows with a very dissatisfied tone. Seeing the man's appearance of being so obedient despite being given the advantage, Miwako Sato couldn't help but roll her eyes at him: "Do you know that your lips are almost grinning to the edge of the sky now?"
"Have it?"
Miwako Sato, who was silent, reached out from the pocket of her suit jacket and took out a round cosmetic mirror, opened it and handed it to him, responding with practical actions.
The reflection in the mirror has a lingering proud smile on the corner of its mouth.
……………………………………………………
"Well done, Gin, those guys were fooled around by you, and no one has become suspicious yet. Including Katsumi Uehara, although he seems to be suspicious of vodka."
Elsewhere in the Metropolitan Police Department, in a dark room, a dark figure was spinning a pen and praising the person on the other end of the phone: "Also, what I can tell you is that Akemi Miyano will attend a press conference tonight.
It is indeed a fake.”
"Hmph, it's time for you to start preparing. I've taken Pisco away. Remember to pack your tail, otherwise I'm afraid I will kill you before the police do."
From the speaker of the mobile phone, Gin's cold voice came out leisurely.
The black shadow grinned, and his white teeth shone with a soul-stirring light under the cold moonlight: "Instead of thinking about killing me, I think you should reflect on yourself. Except for me, all the undercover agents in the Metropolitan Police Department were killed.
After all, I’m afraid you haven’t caught all the undercover agents within the organization, Gin.”
The other end of the phone fell into silence.
Obviously, this touched a sore spot for Gin.
"You don't have to worry about contacting the FBI. I've already taken care of the tail myself. As long as the plan is completed, there won't be any problems even if Shuichi Akai comes to Tokyo in person."
"As long as you know what's going on."
At night, in front of an organizational research institute.
A dark Porsche 356a stopped at the gate. Gin got out of the car after hanging up the call. When he thought of the woman locked inside, his eyes instantly turned gloomy.
"Brother, everything is ready."
Vodka, who came down with a backpack, straightened the brim of his hat, then took out his pass card from his pocket and swiped it on the secret box at the door.
Research institute, dark gas chamber.
A figure with brown wavy hair in a white coat heard the sound of the door opening and immediately raised his head.
"Gin..."
"It seems like you want to die in front of your sister."
Glancing casually at the untouched meal placed in front of the woman, Gin sneered and kicked the plate out of the way condescendingly: "Shirley."
"What do you want to do……"
As a drug researcher, when Miyano Shiho saw Vodka wearing gloves and taking out the items from his handbag, his pupils shrank suddenly!
"Help you reunite with your sister."
"Let go! Gin! Vodka! I want to see the boss!"
"No problem. If nothing else happens, this matter will be resolved soon. You will naturally meet the boss then." Vodka pushed up his sunglasses and tied up Miyano Shiho: "Although the one named Uehara Katsumi
The police became a bit difficult, which caused my brother’s plan to change several times.”