How Real Wine Became the Light of the Metropolitan Police

This year is Miss Qingchuan's third year as a nurse.

The work in the hospital was no different from before, everything seemed so repetitive and trivial, the only difference was that the Xinhai police officer who often came to the hospital was sent in again.

She couldn't remember exactly how many times this was the first time the Xinhai police officer had been hospitalized. She was walking down the hospital corridor with a salt water bottle, recalling what happened when she saw Officer Xinhai this afternoon. Although Officer Xinhai has stayed in the hospital many times, this is the first time he wakes up with a hint of panic and fear, although this panicked expression is quickly replaced by a gentle smile.

She looked at the faint corridor in front of her, the pale face of the black-haired youth appeared in her mind, and she couldn't help sighing. Most of the Japanese people know the police officer Shinkai from the video broadcast on TV or from the media interviews. In their impression, Shinkai is a new star in the Japanese police circle and the youngest police officer in the history of the Metropolitan Police Department. , is a unicorn with an extraordinary IQ who has repeatedly solved major cases. Only the medical staff who work behind the scenes can see that ordinary person who has been repeatedly injured under the positive aura of the police.

Miss Qingchuan turned a corner, and across a long distance, she saw the young man with light brown hair who was guarding the door of the Xinhai police officer's ward. The young man was sitting on the bench outside the ward for people to rest at this time, his head resting on the armrest of the bench, he seemed to be too sleepy and had fallen into a deep sleep. This guy obviously had injuries himself, but he refused to stay in the ward, and insisted on going to the door of the Xinhai police officer's ward to disturb him.

"Mr. Okiya!"

"Mr. Okiya?"

Qing Chuan shouted twice in a row, but got no response. She stepped forward with some doubts, and was about to wake someone up, when the corner of her eye inadvertently shifted to the ward next to her.

The young nurse was stunned, her eyes widened in disbelief, and the tray in her hand fell to the ground with a bang.

The snow-white door was knocked open at some point, and the wide open window was wrapped in a lot of cold wind, blowing the white gauze that came with the hospital window up and down.

The black-haired youth who should have been lying on the hospital bed had long since disappeared.

All that was left was a messy hospital bed and a knocked over glass of water at the head of the bed.

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"...That's the way it is. When I arrived, Officer Xinhai was no longer in the ward."

There was still a look of panic on the young nurse's face.

An Shitou, who rushed to the hospital in a hurry, looked extremely ugly. He looked around the entire ward, and his eyes swept across a messy hospital bed. There were many folds on the white sheets that came with the bed. It could be seen that the owner of this bed should have left here in extreme hurry.

His eyes stayed on the overturned water glass on the ground for a long time. This water glass should be the evidence that the juniors deliberately left behind to remind them when they were forcibly taken away by him reluctantly.

A sense of powerlessness came over him. He knew for a long time that the people in the organization had been staring at the juniors, but he did not take more complete precautions. Just to find free time to do his own thing, he so easily handed the juniors to the irresponsible FBI outside.

There was a loud sound of footsteps outside the door.

After arriving at the hospital, Matsuda Jinping, who immediately went to the monitoring room to check the monitoring, stopped at the door of the ward breathlessly, shaking his head with a cold expression.

"This layer of surveillance has been destroyed in advance, and nothing can be found."

Sure enough, it is also expected that the monitoring will be destroyed.

Amuro Toru and Zhu Fu Jingguang looked at each other and started to walk to the next ward.

Seeing this, the young nurse quickly explained: "Mr. Okiya has a relatively serious bruise on the back of his neck, and the wound on his waist and abdomen has ruptured for a second time. He is still in a coma. We have arranged for a nurse to deliver him. back to the original ward."

"The back of the neck?"

Toru Amuro pondered for a moment before coming to a conclusion. "If I'm not mistaken, this guy should have been attacked from behind and knocked unconscious before being put on a chair and pretending to fall asleep."

"If that's the case, even if he wakes up, it's probably of no use. This guy was knocked unconscious from behind, so he may not see the attacker's appearance." Matsuda glanced angrily, lying on the hospital bed, unconscious. Okiya Subaru.

The four of them made an appointment to take turns to change the guards, and he was the next one. He had already come to the hospital ahead of schedule, but he still didn't catch up. Just a little bit. It's such a bad feeling to miss out.

"But we can at least know when the other party took people away..."

Zhu Fu Jingguang landed at the back, glanced at the ward faintly, and sighed.

The people at the hospital found out that Xin Haikong was missing at 6:30 in the evening, but no one knew when Xin Haikong was kidnapped.

"The only thing that is certain is that it must be someone from that organization who took Xinhai away. According to the organization's attitude towards Xinhai, they should not cause direct harm to Xinhai." Zhu Fujingguang paused for a while, then said hesitantly. Dao: "What I'm more afraid of is that they will use the opportunity of Xinhai's memory restart to carry out a new brainwashing on him."

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"What do you mean?" Matsuda froze in place, reaching out and grabbing Zhu Fu Jingguang's collar. With Matsuda's IQ, he could actually deduce that potential result logically. But the strong resistance and the fear buried in his heart completely covered his eyes, preventing him from touching that possibility.

"...Have you ever thought that since we can explain everything that happened to Xinhai, the organization can also stand in a completely different angle and use another set of more reasonable scripts to tell Xinhai and air a completely different memory."

Zhu Fu Jingguang pulled Song Tian's hand away, a little discouraged.

"And don't you think? Everything we said to Xinhai is too magical, completely different from the cognition of normal people. It's not like a personal experience, but more like a plot we made up. If the organization changes to a more With a simpler script that conforms to reality, will Xinhai believe in the organization's script instead?"

"Our words and deeds this afternoon were too suspicious. Xinhai didn't trust us in the first place, and he was taken away by the organization now..."

Zhufu's voice gradually fell.

In fact, think about it from another perspective. If they were Xin Haikong, they woke up in a hospital with a blank memory, and in front of them stood four inexplicable people who had exposed his amnesia but pretended not to have amnesia. They were discussing extremely suspicious topics such as "Is the memory cleared?" and "It should have been cleared." Before leaving, a person was specially arranged to guard the door like a suspect.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that their behavior was too suspicious. In the eyes of Xin Haikong, who is cautious, suspicious, and likes to go against others, maybe the organization will be more trustworthy.

"What should I do now? Both of you have been lurking in that organization. No one knows, where will Xinhai be taken now?"

"...I did hide for a while, but after I was given the codename Malt, it was more like a machine on a mission, and I didn't get much effective information. All I know is that the organization has a lot of temporary strongholds in Japan, and they can be found anywhere. Maybe..." Zhu Fu Jingguang looked at the valley zero with a little anticipation, the young tame ran for longer than he was lurking, and he got more information.

The blond young man beside him frowned, his purple-gray eyes looked forward unconsciously, as if he had fallen into deep thought.

"zero?"

"Huh?" Toru Amuro retracted his gaze, gritted his teeth, and said, "If there is no way to determine where the organization has taken Xinhai, we may be able to take the initiative to attack."

"Active...you mean!"

"After I finish the task at hand, I will go to meet the boss of the organization, and the other party seems to have the intention to promote me. At that time, I will have more power at hand. People from the Public Security Bureau have also obtained the 'medicine that the organization is studying'. ' information. Combined with the intelligence I have collected in recent years, it is enough to send some members of the organization to prison."

"Also, I just found out not long ago that the headquarters of the organization is on a small island..."

"We can start fighting back."

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The rising and falling lights in the city reflect the night like dawn.

After Xin Haikong put himself into the co-pilot seat, he stretched his boss's lazy waist. He just had a simple match with Big Brother and left that hospital. But before he left, he deliberately created some illusions, and the group of red parties would probably mistake him for being kidnapped.

Gin in the driver's seat stared blankly at the road ahead.

"Why don't you let me kill that guy?"

When he just went to pick up Xinhai, he met a young man with light brown hair at the door of the ward. In normal times, he had long since destroyed the opponent with a gun, but just as he was aiming at the opponent around the corner, a text message from Xin Haikong arrived.

"It doesn't matter if you don't let me kill those undercover agents, that guy has nothing to do with the organization at all, why can't he kill it? Wait, it has nothing to do with it...?" Jin Jiu suddenly stopped.

Xin Haikong had already explained to him the complete steps of the final plan a long time ago.

They need to wait quietly, waiting for some of the relatively outstanding red parties to reach the base camp, so that they can help this old, cumbersome organization that cannot carry out any movement or reform, cut off some of the dead limbs, and regain life. A lighter attitude towards a broader future.

For this reason, he hadn't really hurt those undercover agents all this time, at most he just played around with them like teasing mice. It also makes his life a lot less fun.

But this time, Xin Haikong clearly forbid him to hurt the guy guarding the door of the ward.

The guy in the passenger seat next to him isn't a kind person, so...

"That guy is also undercover?"

"He's Shuichi Akai."

Xin Haikong quickly took off the unpleasant-smelling hospital gown and put on his own coat.

He really doesn't like going to the hospital, but by accident, he runs to the hospital every time.

"Codenamed Ley, an undercover agent sent by the FBI into the organization, who defected two years ago."