Dice has to give me spoilers for the plot of Ke Xue

Liya's originally relaxed mood disappeared without a trace.

One of the tasks of the fifth section on countermeasures against organized crime is gun management. Riya knows very well that there are not many legal gun owners in Tokyo.Most of them are private detectives, but the two in front of them definitely do not belong to this type.

She controlled her eyes to scan quickly without stopping, as if she hadn't waited for her companion, she showed a disappointed expression, and sat back down again.

At this time, we should be glad that for the business trip, Riya chose casual clothes instead of the uniform and suit issued by the Metropolitan Police Department.

The two men in black obviously didn't pay much attention to this side. They passed by and found a seat in front of them.

Instead, the phone suddenly vibrated with the ringtone. Riya glanced at the boss's number, hesitated a little, and picked it up: "Hello...?"

There was only time to send out a short greeting tone, and the call was immediately hung up by the other party.

Asai Riya: ...

Really inexplicable.

Before she was made to wait too long, the carriage door opened again, and the sound of footsteps coming in was very familiar, but it was completely different from the briskness when she just went out, with a bit of procrastination and vanity.

Riya looked over with a bit of curiosity, and then almost didn't laugh.

The boss who had just left the house was alive and well, and looked like a social elite at first glance; the one who came back now, with loose shoulders and slack, looked like a poor social animal who had just been beaten up by life.

It was obviously the same face, but this upside-down temperament made her stunned for a moment, and she could only be sure with the familiar coffee cup.

Nomiya Saburo finally walked over slowly and sat down, squinted at her, and began to reprimand unceremoniously: "This time, you are going to hold a group meeting, just follow me closely, and don't cause trouble for the company, do you understand?"

"Okay, please give me your advice then." Liya cooperated easily.

With such a respectful mouth, you should stop smiling.

But as a passerby, this level is enough.

Saburo Nomiya continued to act like a usual old-fashioned boss, and after a few words of stern warnings, he cleared his throat, calmed down a bit tiredly, and began to look down at his phone.

While talking on their side, the two men in black subtly remained silent.

As if confirming that they were not threatening for the time being, Riya heard a low voice confirming the time from over there, and soon the two got up and left with their things.

Seeing that the car door was closed again, and there was no sign of opening it again for a short time, Riya Asai immediately looked up at the boss, and just about to ask a question, he saw him make a gesture to stay where he was, and got up and went to the place in front of the two men in black. position.

After returning, he didn't give her time to ask questions, so he pulled open the blackout curtain on his side.After pondering for a while, Saburo Nomiya pressed the keypad of his mobile phone a few times, then turned his mobile phone screen to face her.

Liya quickly read the content, blinked, and nodded without hesitation to indicate acceptance.

On the memo page, there is only a simple sentence: [Observe them covertly, pay attention to details. ]

Saburo Nomiya smiled and nodded encouragingly, put away his cell phone, leaned back in his chair, pressed his head against the window glass and closed his eyes, looking like a typical social animal whose energy has been drained by life.

...Of course, the premise is to ignore the small black earphones on his inward ear, which are tightly covered by the broken hair and face.

The train began to decelerate rapidly until it came to a complete stop.

A sweet female voice suddenly sounded, breaking the silent atmosphere in the carriage: "Nagoya Station has arrived, passengers please get off in an orderly manner, thank you."

Watching the two men in black stand up and walk out of the car neatly, and there were no new passengers getting on the car again, Riya felt the indescribable dull feeling finally relieved, almost relieved.

Nomiya Saburo sat up straight until the train started again. The moment he opened his eyes, his whole demeanor changed, and he asked urgently, "What did you find?"

"They originally brought small suitcases, but they turned into large suitcases for travel when they came back." Riya sorted out her findings, and at the same time recalled the memory to compare with each other, affirming her judgment, "When I came back , with the aroma of the food on the dining car."

It seemed that they really came to make a deal, but Saburo Nonomiya still had a serious expression on his face, and he nodded to signal her to continue.

"The man in the sunglasses couldn't wait to light a cigarette as soon as he got into the car," Riya paused, and described in detail, "He looks like he has been addicted to cigarettes but has been suppressed for a long time."

The dining car is not non-smoking, so it should be that the person they are meeting doesn't like the smell of smoke very much.

A term immediately popped into the minds of the two of them—"non-smoking compartment"!

There are no other things worth noting. The two suspicious people are very self-aware, and they are very careful not to say anything. They keep their voices very low when they talk in the car, and Riya can't hear clear words at all.

Probably only the sneer leaked before getting out of the car, which was not concealed at all.

After confirming that she had nothing else to say, Nomiya Saburo lowered his head in thought, with a strange expression on his face.Liya had to remind: "Have you figured out their purpose?"

"Purpose?" Nomiya Saburo smiled wryly, pulled off the earphones and stood up, "Probably revenge on the society."

Liya stood up subconsciously, and was a little dazed for a while: "What?"

"At ten past three, the unknown person who triumphantly looked down at the scenery and thought he had the golden information would press the button of the bomb in the box by himself, and send the passengers in several cars to hell," Nomiya Saburo repeated. The information I heard was low-pitched.

Seeing the uncontrollable shock on Riya Asai's face when he reacted, Saburo Nomiya exhaled, groped under the seat in front of the two men in black, and then came over and opened the door first: "Go Bar."

At this time, his tone showed a strange icy smile instead: "We'd better find that idiot who bought the bomb within 10 minutes, so as to prevent ourselves from being bombed into the sky for no reason."

I have already got the key word "non-smoking car that can overlook the scenery". After finding the police on the car and asking, I easily got the answer "it should be the second floor of the No. [-] car in the first-class car".

In fact, if a camera is installed, the solution to the problem can be simple and rude.He directly showed his ID and asked the police to cooperate, checked the surveillance video, found the man in black's transaction partner and arrested him directly, and everything naturally came to light.

It's a pity that Liya didn't see similar settings on the Shinkansen, and now he can only sigh: "I don't know what the content of the meeting in Kyoto is. If I can make a proposal, I will definitely suggest that the Shinkansen install monitoring equipment."

Stopping before the final destination, Nomiya Saburo stared at the car door, and casually picked up her words: "You can try it."

Right in front of you is the second floor of car No. [-], where the stupid transaction partner is located.

After thinking for a few seconds, Saburo Nomiya avoided the side, and quickly made a division of labor: "Asai, you go in first and talk to the passenger with the black suitcase, and I will go in after you."

Riya nodded.Most of the time, a young woman's approach won't raise the alarm of strangers.And two people enter back and forth and act separately, and they can also cover and cooperate with each other depending on the situation. This is a very common and effective plan.

"I remember the appearance of that black suitcase clearly." She inhaled lightly, with a gentle smile on her face, and raised her hand to open the compartment door.

This train belongs to the first-class carriage, and there are not many passengers today. Riya Asai pretended to have just boarded the train, looked around, walked back unhurriedly, and then gradually became helpless.

An office worker man typing on the keyboard and switching stock trading pages;

A fashionable short-haired beauty in a bright suit and skirt reading a newspaper;

An old man with white eyebrows, half-closed eyes, and a kind face with a mysterious smile;

A vicious young man with gold-rimmed glasses reading horse racing news, with scars on his face, chewing dried squid;

All four are carrying the same black leather bag!

Now I actually admire those two men in black. They really are mysterious people who are very self-aware. Although they seem to have chosen public places to do bad things arrogantly, they have prepared a public suitcase in advance.Probably has a lot of experience in breaking the law and discipline, right?

I have gone through most of the carriages, and there seems to be no passengers behind.Riya sighed silently, and planned to walk a few rows forward, turn around before reaching the rear of the car, and start talking to each other to see if he could get any information.

Routinely looking at both sides: empty seat, empty seat, still empty seat, no one... Huh?

Riya continued to take two steps forward, and was sure that he read it correctly: in the fifth row from the bottom of the car door, a motionless half curly head was protruding from the armrest of the seat on the side of the aisle.

This unique natural scroll, Riya has only seen one person have it.

But this pose is too twisted.Even if a normal person lies down, he will only fall on the soft cushion, or lean on the back of the chair, leaning his head on the narrow and hard armrest, and will soon give up this position due to bone pain.And when she walked over there for a while, the curly head didn't move at all——

not moving at all?

The forward steps stopped, Riya's thinking stagnated for a moment, and the next moment ran wildly.She walked over quickly, and sure enough, she saw her curly-haired colleague Matsuda Jinpei.

Matsuda Jinpei, who occupied two seats in a stiff posture, was still lying there motionless.Most of his face was blocked by the slipped sunglasses, his eyes were tightly closed, his complexion was pale and lifeless.