Immersive Script Experience Master

When he arrived at the airport, Naruichi Kamiya was taken directly to the boarding gate by Toru Amuro.

"Wait, this is?"

"Didn't I tell you before, the United States, we are going to the United States, by the way, documents." Toru Amuro stuffed a fake identity document for him.

Naruto Kamiya hurriedly retrieved the text messages he had received from his mobile phone, scrolled up a few, and sure enough, he saw the one sent by Toru Amuro—going to the United States for about a week, and then he replied...no problem .

He stared at the phone and was about to stare through the information on it, only to remember that when he ran out of the hospital and bumped into Gojo Satoru, he didn't see what it was for a while, thinking it was the address, so he said "no" behind his back with the back of his hand. Question, I never had time to think about it and read it again.

Even so, Amuro Toru is too well prepared!

Shen Gu Mingyi's hand holding the false identity trembled slightly.

"It won't take too long. We'll be back the day after tomorrow, and it won't be more than a week at the latest."

After getting on the plane, Toru Amuro told him in a low voice: "We have cracked a piece of secret information in a case. There is a very scary person, and that person's subordinates and a mysterious organization will conduct a very important battle in New York." deal, when that organization and that person will send important figures to the scene, this is a rare opportunity, I need you, Mingichi."

Amuro paused for a moment, he seemed to want to tell Kamiya Naruichi something, but he couldn't say it in the end.

"That person should be related to your memory. No matter what, I will put your safety as the top priority. When you get there, you may regret it at any time. I will send you back to China as soon as possible."

He just said so.

Kamiya Mingyi sensed from his tone that what he was asked to do was probably dangerous to him, which made this hearty black-skinned handsome guy suddenly hesitate.

Perhaps for Toru Amuro, he can even be said to have been cheated.

But that's not the case.

Shen Guming patted him comfortingly: "As you said, the enemy is very powerful and dangerous, don't be so nervous, I also came here after being mentally prepared."

He looked at Toru Amuro sincerely: "So please think about yourself a little more. My safety is not the top priority, Mr. Amuro's is. If you get hurt, I will be very sad."

Seeing the young man who had vaguely sensed something but was still comforting him, Toru Amuro's heart softened.

Ah, this is also expected, after all, this person has always been such a person, such...gentle.

"Thank you, Mingyi." He said softly.

Um?Why thank him?

Unable to understand the other party's thoughts, Naruka Kamiya wisely chose to shut up in order to prevent his speech from spoiling the atmosphere.

In short, it's not bad even if it's a trip, he probably hasn't been to the United States yet.

If it was him himself, he would be reluctant to spend so much money.

More than ten hours passed, and when he got off the plane, Mingichi Kamiya's legs were shaking.

"Be careful." When he was queuing up to pass the customs alone, his eyes blurred and he almost fell. A kind-hearted man helped him.

"Are you OK."

Shen Guming shook his head, and was about to thank him, but when he looked up, he saw a familiar face.

"Ah, you are..." Guest?

The other party nodded and smiled kindly: "I knew you were coming, if I had just said something, I would have walked with you, and I could take care of you on the way."

This person can't make people feel bad at all, and some words of blame can also make people feel comfortable, and they can only feel that he is really considerate.

"I came with someone else."

Hearing what he said, the guest showed a look of disapproval: "Then how can you stay here alone? Look, this almost happened."

"I'm not a child." Shen Guming laughed one by one.

The other party looked at him hesitantly, sighed for a long time, and said in defeat, "Okay, this is my phone number. If you have any questions, please definitely call me."

"Well, thank you." In a foreign country, Shen Guming was somewhat moved to receive such care.

He took the business card and put it away, but he didn't plan to use it. Anyway, he still has Toru Amuro by his side. Didn't Toru Amuro take good care of him when he was working as a waiter in his shop before? The young man is very promising, he knows a lot of things, even his computer was repaired by the other party, really awesome.

With Toru Amuro here, how could he need others.

Being weak is also his own problem, and after a while, he regains his energy.

What he didn't know was that after watching him go through the customs, Mr. Guest's face lost the kind smile he had when facing him, and unexpectedly looked a little cold.The guest took out his mobile phone, walked aside and made a call.

"Yes, that's right, it is confirmed that it is the doctor himself."

His voice was also very cold, and those who didn't know thought he was planning to kill someone.

"I don't know why the doctor appeared here, but judging by the time, it should be that matter, the subsequent transaction."

Not knowing what was said on the other side of the phone, he frowned.

"Could there be any problems with this transaction? In this way, it is strange enough to set the transaction location in the United States. This is their base camp?"

"..."

"Well, I see. It is true that we should send more people. For nothing else, at least the doctors need protection."

After this phone call, the number of people on this trip to the United States increased sharply.

His every move fell into the eyes of the people on the other side through the monitoring of the airport.

In the completely dark room, only the screen was on.

A light reflects off the glasses of a person sitting in front of a computer.

Now that he has entered the United States, it is reasonable to be noticed by the FBI, not to mention that the news of this transaction has already been exposed as a sieve.

The future agencies would not have imagined that their powerful partners had long been overly concerned by the secret intelligence organizations of various countries. Cooperating with the black organization, they also entered the field of vision of the police.

Even knowing this will happen, they don't think it's a problem.

The police would never have imagined that they were just buying a batch of experimental materials that were difficult to obtain. It was a very legitimate transaction. There were no contraband. It was simply that all major laboratories around the world needed it, so they got it with some connections. It's the kind where even the customs duties are paid in full after passing through the Ming Road.

Sitting in front of the computer was FBI investigator Akai Shuichi.

"Xiu, the other party's cell phone seems to be equipped with a jamming device, we can't hear what he said."

"……I see."

In order to hide his whereabouts, Akai Shuichi entered the United States under the guise of Okiya Subaru. He put down his earphones, which were full of noise, and leaned on the back of his chair, with a look of knowing.

"Should we send someone there?"

Tracking, wiretapping, camouflage.In short, there is always one of the FBI's required courses that can help agents achieve their goals.

Akai Shuichi pushed down his glasses: "No need." He resumed his original voice: "I can probably guess what it is, and I should focus on this person."

The screen pauses on the frail young man.

"Investigate him, maybe there will be unexpected gains."

Akai Hideichi looked at the young man and said.

Toru Amuro went alone to connect with the people here before he separated from Naruichi Kamiya, and when he saw Naruichi Kamiya again, the other party already had a face of collapse, as if he was about to be unable to hold on.

He walked forward quickly, quickly helped Ming Yi, with a worried face on his face: "What's wrong with you?"

Having not eaten much for more than ten hours, coupled with the turbulence of the plane, Kamiya Naruichi felt that he was strong enough to walk out of the customs on his own.

After all, a few days ago, he was burned to the point where only half of his body remained.

"I'm fine, just a little low blood sugar." He made an excuse casually.

The two had a meal outside, and when Naruto Kamiya returned to the hotel to get jet-lagged, Toru Amuro didn't know what he was up to.

He slept groggyly all afternoon, and in the evening, he woke up from hunger, searched around, and felt that he might not be able to make it out of the hotel, so he planned to eat something casually in the hotel restaurant.

As he walked, he used his mobile phone to tell Teacher Dongtang's assistant to take the manuscript from his home, and he had already finished the script of the Dahe drama.

I've been so busy recently that I almost forgot about it, but it was Master Dongtang who reminded me of it.

While waiting for his dinner, he communicated with his little assistant on the mobile phone. There was a shadow in front of him. A child suddenly ran over and bumped into his arm. He lost his grip for a while, and the mobile phone flew out. The child was playing Running away, Kamiya Mingichi didn't know what to say other than smiling.

The mobile phone fell to the ground, hit a person's toes and stopped.

The tall man bent down, picked up the phone and handed it to him, and asked, "Can I sit across from you? There are no seats left, and I won't disturb you."

Shen Guming looked around, it was still empty when he came, and after such a short time, there was not even a single vacant seat.

Since the other party had just picked up the phone for him, Kamiya Mingichi agreed without hesitation.

This man has an Asian face, and he also used Japanese to communicate with him just now, but he ordered food in fluent and authentic English, and sat there quietly.

Kamiya Naruichi didn't intend to strike up a conversation, he wasn't socially phobic, but it's really easy for people to shut themselves up in this kind of situation.He wanted to bury his head in the phone, for fear that when he raised his head to meet the other person's gaze, the moment of embarrassment would be terrific.

Probably his ostrich status made the sociable American handsome guy laugh, and the other party's voice was tinged with a little smile: "Sorry, I accidentally saw your phone just now, it seems to say... the script? "

"Could it be that I'm lucky enough to sit at the same table with a famous screenwriter?"

The man exuded a friendly aura all over his body, and even the sudden conversation didn't make people feel uncomfortable at all.

When he talks to Kamiya Mingichi, he even forgets that the other person is an American.

"Hey, where is it? It's not famous." Shen Guming put down his phone helplessly, and it happened that the food he ordered was also served at this time.

"Really," the other party didn't seem to believe it, as if insisting that he had met a celebrity, and even had the excitement of meeting a celebrity, "My name is Okiya Subaru, how about you?"

As soon as Shen Guming picked up the knife and fork, he paused, a little embarrassed.

What's the matter with this person, why is he even less able to wink than him, is he talkative?