magician under the moon

When the coldness of early winter just came to the world, thick clouds were like a light gray curtain between the sky and the earth, blocking the warm and bright eyes of the sun god when he peeked at the land created by his divine power.It was mid-afternoon at this time, but there were few bright colors between the sky and the earth, and what was scattered in the cold air was the first snow of this winter.This snow is earlier than in previous years. If it is in the countryside, it may mean a good harvest in the coming year. But for a big city like Tokyo, the only meaning may be the same as the sentence of the weather forecaster in the morning broadcast , this winter may be extraordinarily cold.

"It's really cold." FBI agent Judy sighed softly, talking to herself so softly that it couldn't even reach the ears of others, but she knew in her heart that what she was referring to was not just It is today's ghost weather.From the corner of his eye, he glanced at James, who was in the passenger seat with a more serious face than usual, and stared through the rearview mirror at the man in the back seat who hadn't spoken for several days and remained expressionless.A heavy sense of oppression made this experienced female detective almost impenetrable.After a little hesitation, Judy lowered her voice and asked again the question she had asked several times and already knew the answer, "James, do you really have to do this?"

What responded to her was not a sentence, a word, but a sigh from the boss, but this sigh was enough to represent everything.After getting the predictable answer, Judy stopped talking, her expression became more and more calm, and the hand holding the steering wheel did not tremble at all.In this way, the black Porsche drove forward smoothly under her control, shuttling through the roads of Tokyo along the established route.The long-term career has already made her develop a personality that is not expressive, but she can't calm down the disappointment and pain she is enduring in her heart at this moment.

She glanced at the man behind her through the rearview mirror again, this time for a long time, until the driver of the car behind impatiently urged her with the horn, and she turned her attention back to the uncomplicated road ahead with some reluctance.Yes, not reconciled, really not reconciled.

Bobern was a code name for the alcoholic code name known as the Black Organization, and for the man in the back seat of the driver.She's been chasing this mysterious organization since the morning, no, the night when her parents died years ago when she became an FBI agent.It's a pity that this organization is still a mystery to her today.Of course, the FBI's investigation process for so many years is not without progress. The biggest breakthrough is that his colleague Shuichi Akai successfully broke into the organization. Unfortunately, Akai has now...

The second breakthrough should be the man behind him. This is the first time that the FBI has captured a member of the organization alive for many years.Moreover, according to Huiyuan Ai's reliable information, this man named Bobern is a senior member of the organization, and can even be called "that man's" senior think tank.Strictly speaking, the capture this time is not due to the FBI, but to Edogawa. No, Shinichi Kudo, a high school student detective, made a phone call from him that made the heavily armed FBI members abandon it in a suburban area. Bobern and another man who committed suicide were found injured and unconscious in the warehouse. Bobern's hands were tied behind his back, and he had multiple abrasions all over his body, and his legs were even covered with blood, but the wound had been treated with simple hemostasis, and it was not life-threatening.

She and her colleagues brought the man back to a secret FBI base in Tokyo.During the physical examination of this person, his colleagues accidentally discovered that the wound on Bobern's leg was shot by a bullet. Although the bullet had been taken out, judging from the shape of the wound, it was not left by an ordinary pistol The wound was left by a rifle bullet, and it should have been shot at a long distance. The gunman's marksmanship was quite accurate, and he shot the thigh to immobilize it but did not damage the aorta.For the process of capturing bobern and the reason for the wound, Kudo Shinichi did not and would not give any explanation.Even so, Judy and her colleagues were very excited, looking forward to getting useful information from this person.But only 48 hours later, shortly after the man named bobern woke up, they had to give up the inquiry, and handed him over to the Japanese police without getting any information or even speaking at all.

Judy knew very well that from the FBI's standpoint, there was no reason for them to refuse.After all, there are many restrictions on any investigation and pursuit of the FBI even in its own country, let alone in Japan.Once things get serious, it may even cause a diplomatic crisis between the two countries.Today the FBI has no evidence of bobern's crimes.And how to explain the existence of the organization to the Japanese police.A thought that came out of nowhere but had been circling in my mind for a long time resurfaced again.

Maybe no explanation needed at all, they're pretty clear...

What a coincidence, isn't it? Just over 48 hours after Bobern was arrested, the Japanese Metropolitan Police Department requested the handover of the suspect.The question is how did the Japanese know about the FBI's secretive operations.There are only two possibilities. Either Kudo and the others leaked the news when they captured this person, or someone inside the FBI leaked the news.Or maybe bobern contacted the Japanese police through some secret means, and he would rather face the Japanese police than being interrogated by the FBI... All kinds of thoughts ran amok in her mind like electricity, erasing the spark of suspicion, but she knew in her heart that no matter what Whichever is true, neither is a good sign.

"Turn right at the intersection ahead," James gave a brief instruction, and this was the first time he spoke today.

The car stopped, and the three got out of the car at once, and led by James, they turned into a narrow alley beside the road.James is at the front to lead the way, Borben is in the middle, and Judy is in charge of the rear.She held a small pistol in her pocket to prevent the suspect from escaping, but judging from the cooperation of the other party, it seemed redundant.In order not to attract attention, Judy deliberately used a scarf to cover the handcuffs worn by bobern, but obviously such an arrangement is a bit redundant, the place is remote, and it is almost evening, whether it is on the road or in the alley, almost everyone can see the handcuffs. No sign of human activity.After walking forward for about 5 minutes, a group of three people stopped in front of an inconspicuous off-white building.Judging from the shape and dilapidated appearance of the building, this should be a long-abandoned factory.

Judy frowned slightly, and glanced at her boss suspiciously, "Is this the place?"

James responded calmly, and glanced at the watch on his wrist, "Yes, the other party is about to arrive."

Although he got an affirmative answer, the doubts in his heart deepened.It's really strange, isn't it? The place where the FBI of the United States and the Metropolitan Police Department of Japan hand over criminal suspects is such a remote place, it's almost like a secret transaction between gangsters...

"It's on time, Brother James." The tone was brisk and familiar, and in contrast was a slightly tired face, a middle-aged man wearing a valuable dark gray woolen coat, with a kind smile on his face. With a hint of majesty, Judy knew this man, but she never expected that this man would appear here, Tokyo Police Chief - Hakuba Zoutoki.

"I've brought you the person you want." James' expression and tone seemed rather cold, but his actions were not sloppy.He first gave the key of the handcuffs to Director Baima for safekeeping, and then gave Bobern a look, and the latter immediately walked to Baima Zangtoki knowingly.

"Thank you." Director Baima nodded, but did not uncuff Bourbon. "Leave the next thing to our Japanese police. In addition, in order not to expose the FBI's actions in Japan, I still hope that this matter will be resolved by both of us." able to remain silent”

Too many questions hovered in my mind, and the words almost blurted out "Excuse me..."

James stopped Judy's questioning with gestures, and he looked directly at the senior Japanese police official in front of him, with rare seriousness and even bitterness in his eyes, "I will keep silent to the outside world, but you owe me an explanation for this matter. "

Without saying another word, or even looking at Director Baima, James turned and left.Although Judy had too many questions in her heart, she just took one last look at bobern and followed his boss.

We'll see, we'll see each other again, Judy thought furiously, but neither she nor James could have guessed that from the moment the suspect was handed over, they and Bobern would never be able to see each other again. seen in the world.