Stand-in messenger at the winery

"Hakata city is really simple and honest." Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with a good view of the presidential suite, Sha Luo sighed, looking at the dotted lights and the busy streets, "Who would have thought that such a city could accommodate so many people?" It's violent and dark."

Toru Amuro sat on the sofa in the living room, shook the bourbon whiskey without ice in his hand, and said in a casual voice, "Yeah, who knows."

With his back turned to him, Sha Luo didn't know his face at the moment, but felt that he had chosen a good position, just half of his body was hidden in the darkness, and the other half was warm and bright illuminated by the hotel's dim floor lamp.

"Are you the type who likes to drink whiskey?" Shaluo closed the curtains with the remote control, went to the switch and pressed it, and the whole room lit up. "I didn't expect that."

"It's okay." The amber liquor swayed slightly, and Sha Luo ordered room service as scheduled, but she was not yet old enough to drink, so she made the man who was traveling with her cheaper.

But even if an ice bucket was brought, he didn't seem to be useful.

Opening the wine cabinet and looking, Shaluo found that apart from the bourbon that Amuro Toru specially ordered, there were quite a few other base wines.

For example, gin... But she didn't hesitate much, took a bottle of Cointreau and a beautiful glass and walked across to Amuro Toru.

"You're not old enough to drink." Watching the girl skillfully pour tonic water and lemon juice into the glass, she shakes it slightly with the strength of her wrist, making the liquids fully mixed, and a bit of white suspension is mixed in the clear wine. , he finally spoke, "And the alcohol content of Cointreau is not low."

"Don't be like the elderly dean." Sha Luo shrugged, and moved the mixed wine in front of him, "I'll drink it for you."

The ice cube hit the wall of the cup, making a splashing sound, and the condensed water turned into drops of water and slid off the outer wall, leaving a striking water stain on the table.

"Where are we talking," she laughed when Amuro took the drink, "The crimes in this city?"

Surprised to find that the girl's playful bartender tastes good, Toru Amuro also drank it in one gulp, "This has a lot to do with that Fukuoka mayor."

"Hmm... was the mayor secretly funded by that organization?" Shaluo simply poured himself a glass of lemonade. "This mission is because he betrayed the organization?"

"That's right, the organization suspects that he has accepted the support of other gangs, and hopes to use this to break away from the organization's control." Amuro Toru had already finished his drink, Shaluo looked up, and quietly typed on the column of his drinking capacity. tick.

"If he neglects to control the Killer Capital, the organization will indeed lose a lot," Shaluo took out a small notepad, "The question now is whether he has betrayed, and if he betrayed, who is supporting him? ?”

"You are responsible for this kind of intelligence work, right?" Toru Amuro looked at Sharo, only to find that the other party had already finished his lemonade and walked to the room.

"That's right, you can just wait to get the materials tomorrow." She waved her hand, "Similarly, I can't help you when you want to use violence."

After the other party had disappeared through the door, Toru Amuro cleaned up the wine glasses and ice buckets on the bar counter, "It's best that I really can't help..."

As expected of the presidential suite, Shaluo sank into the soft mattress, feeling drowsy as if rushing back in an instant.Still, she sighed, sat up, and had work to do.

Taking out the notebook from his pocket, Sara turned over the page of Sanbe Ruri, and wrote down the name of the mayor of Fukuoka—Shotaro Harada on a brand new piece of paper.

Age, gender, birthday, hometown, graduate school, wife and children... Along with filling in the information that can be found on the Internet bit by bit, Sha Luo's substitute ability was activated, and after a burst of white light, densely packed information appeared on the notebook.

This is her ability, just like constructing a character, everything about a person becomes part of the "formula book".

Although there is no offensive power, for the current information society, mastering intelligence means mastering everything in a sense.

What's more... Her stand-in ability is more than that.

Flipping to the back, Sharo saw where and what Harada Shotaro was doing at the moment.

It's so late, haven't you slept yet?She was a little surprised, raised her eyebrows and continued to look down, only to find that this guy actually used a killer as a bodyguard.Shaluo couldn't help sighing that there is an oversupply of Bodo killers, and even the bodyguard business has to be done.Hmm... The person to meet with is Huajiuhui?

With a slight smile, she turned on the computer, and everything seemed clear.

Not only Harada Shotaro, but also his bodyguards, secretary, and his son, Sha Luo, all investigated carefully, but found some unusual things in the process.

Of course, it doesn't refer to Harada's collusion with the gangsters as the mayor, or corruption, bribery, buying, killing, killing, etc., but his only son.

That guy, don't lift it.

Frowning slightly, Shaluo saw more information that made her unhappy, including the guy who violently beat others and took pleasure in it, and... tortured the girl to death.

But they were all suppressed by his father.

The hands that were typing on the keyboard paused, and Sharo stroked the slightly rough paper of the notebook, his gaze sank.

As a member of the organization, she is not a good person with strong empathy, she just has a physical disgust and simply looks down on such scum.

Although he didn't like to kill people, it would be good to let that guy disappear. It was rare for Sharo to think so, and he devoted himself to the work of recording information.

When everything was over, the sky outside the window had been slightly polished, and the large floor-to-ceiling windows allowed her to appreciate the fish-belly whiteness before sunrise, but as soon as the curtains were drawn, the whole room fell into darkness again, and no light could penetrate the room. silence.

"Tuk-tuk." Although Toru Amuro's knock on the door was very soft, for Sha Luo who had just closed his eyes, he still felt angry that his dream had been interrupted.

Is this guy Superman who doesn't want to sleep?It was late at the hotel last night, so I'm afraid he didn't sleep for a few hours.

Opening a crack in the door, Sha Luo looked outside at the handsome black-skinned guy who had already changed his clothes and had a sunny face, and deeply felt the difference between people.

"Oh my god, didn't Morishita-san sleep all night?" Startled by the gloomy expression of the person who opened the door, Toru Amuro held the sandwich delivered by the hotel just now, "I ordered room service just now, do you want some?" Order breakfast and rest."

Having said that, Toru Amuro was sure that the dark circles under the eyes of the young girl's pale face were not something that would happen if she didn't sleep for a day. I'm afraid this guy's daily schedule is extremely irregular.

The dark curly hair hung over the girl's shoulders, like spreading dead wood branches. Only after the bright makeup faded, he could feel how young, how haggard and exhausted the girls in this organization really are.

I heard that she is not yet full, Toru Amuro remembers that Sara Morishita is 17 years old in the data, but she looks at most fifteen or sixteen years old now, under the wide nightgown, she is as thin and thin as a newborn kitten , and you can feel the smooth lines that have been well trained from the exposed small arm, although it is nothing compared to the man's tight muscles.

She frowned, but finally took the sandwich and put it in her mouth. Sharo took out the phone from the pocket of the nightgown, and after a ding, Amuro felt the vibration in his pocket.

"I've sent you the information, I'm going to rest today." Sharo slammed the sandwich and closed the door mercilessly.

Facing the closed door, Toru Amuro touched the tip of his nose subconsciously, "It's really simple..." Having said that, he turned on the phone immediately and checked the information sent just now.

The more he looked, the higher his eyebrows were raised. When he closed the phone, Toru Amuro couldn't tell what he was feeling. Maybe the girl's appearance was still weak and needed protection, but her ability was unquestionable.

At least, if the information she gave is true, then their mission in Bodo has almost been completed more than half.

Harada Shotaro has indeed betrayed the organization, secretly funding him is the emerging gang Hua Jiuhui, he hired several killers as bodyguards, and is currently giving a speech for the mayoral election.

His daily travel route, the location and object of his secret meeting with the Hua Jiuhui at night, are all clear.

What he has to do now is to find a public phone booth on the streets of Bodo, and he dials a familiar number, "Hey, Kazama, check it for me..."

Verify whether the "Eye of Heaven" in this organization is worthy of its name.