The days of leading the winery to build infrastructure together

"Well, I'll ask Dixot for the details, and Miss Asai just needs to tell you what happened in the pharmacy, why the two of you are upstairs, and what kind of dispute happened on the sixth floor, that's fine." The policeman The words are vague.

"..." Keiko Asai was a little confused, but she still replied subconsciously, "I don't know exactly what happened in the pharmacy. When I rushed over, I saw Dixter and Piccolo fighting in the pharmacy, and Piccolo was behind. Chase, Dixter flees ahead."

"I have been pursuing this matter for a long time. In fact, it was because it was my...an old friend who was deceived by others, and carried powder with a musical instrument. When he went to various places for concerts..." Keiko Asai was still immersed in her own topic, subconsciously pulling in another direction.

The policeman made a pause gesture, with a helpless expression on his face, he said to the people around him: "Excuse me, I hope you can change places with me and talk about this matter in a separate room. Of course, if you If you are worried, you can call a trusted friend, or I can call a policewoman."

The surrounding doctors and nurses glanced at each other, showing expressions of understanding.

Toru Amuro gave Keiko Asai a hug when he left at the end: "Please don't worry, you didn't do anything wrong."

"Thank you..." Keiko Asai blushed a little.

Asai Keiko and two policemen entered the house.

Seeing that the idlers had gone out, the policeman glanced at his colleague, who shrugged his shoulders back and signaled him to be free, before he opened his mouth slowly.

"I can understand your urgency, lady."

"But you should know that recreational powder is not illegal in some places." The policeman seemed to mean something.

"So even if you have solid evidence, it is easy for the other party to explain clearly and extract yourself. Moreover, the way you investigate and collect evidence violates the right to privacy. The method of obtaining evidence is illegal, and your testimony is likely to be useless."

"The final result is likely to be that the other party is acquitted, but remembers you, and your end will be miserable." He persuaded, "Please don't act so recklessly."

"Sorry..." Keiko Asai's expression turned ugly.

The policeman glanced at the other party, suddenly resigned to his fate, and sighed: "Okay, tell me all the information about this matter, and I'll see if I can report it to the FBI for you." .”

Keiko Asai didn't expect things to turn around like this, with a look of surprise on her face, she quickly thanked: "Really! Thank you so much!"

"Okay, let's talk." Feeling the mocking gaze of his colleague, the policeman became even more annoyed and waved his hand quickly.

"It should have been two months ago at the earliest..." Keiko Asai slowly recalled, "One of my classmates in the dormitory found that there was residual powder on her cello... because I am a medical student and I am more sensitive to these things , so I recognized what it was."

"Then my roommate recalled her itinerary. She had been to KittyBar's bar before, and asked the front desk of the bar to help host this musical instrument."

"This musical instrument has been in the warehouse of the bar. There is suspicious white powder on the bottom..." Keiko Asai pursed her lips, her expression became complicated and her tone became more and more serious, "Because my old friend was killed like this , in the name of a national tour to smuggle powder into other countries...so I suspect that this kind of style will be the one I've been looking for...the enemy..."

"So I visited the four or five Kittybars around me several times in a row, and there are indeed many students there who have this habit." Keiko Asai recalled that because of smoking these things, she dragged her classmates into the water, and finally made a pair of lovers shattered. The three of them, a trace of disgust flashed across their brows and eyes.

"But I can only observe that they are circulated among the students. The bartender may also be partly involved, but I don't know if their boss is involved..."

"But every Kittybar has problems. You say that the boss behind the scene doesn't know about it. It's impossible." Keiko Asai tried to convince the police, and the police gave her a comforting expression.

"Go ahead, Miss Asai, we believe in you."

"After that, a few days ago, it should be three days ago, when I was looking again at a Kittybar near the school, I met Dixter... Then I hid in the corner and eavesdropped on his conversation. He was talking to a bartender The man who looked like complained. The bartender blamed him for breaking his promise, and he didn't do anything for weeks."

"And he complained that the hospital was too strict, and their actions were too big, so he had to take it easy. Last time he was lucky, but good luck won't last forever. He doesn't want to be like her..."

Asai Keiko's fingers trembled slightly: "Hospital, strictness, good luck and her...I can only think of my senior sister, Dixot's contemporaries, Angela..."

"The senior who was expelled from school before and then committed suicide..."

Asai Keiko's lips also began to tremble, her eyes became moist, as if she couldn't restrain her emotions: "I really, really, hated him at that moment."

"...But I calmed down later, and thought it might be my mistake, I over-interpreted." Asai Keiko took a deep breath, "I have paid special attention to Dixter in recent days, and found that he panicked from the pharmacy yesterday. The direction ran out, leaving a little, very inconspicuous white powder on the ground."

"I didn't know where the courage came from. I secretly wrapped a little bit with recording paper, and then measured the composition of the powder with the equipment in the laboratory..." Keiko Asai showed a wry smile at this point, "When I hurried back, I bumped into someone else, and I was really flustered."

"The final inspection report showed that this thing did not know what special seasoning was added. It smelled like some medical supplies, but it was actually made of ordinary flour."

Keiko Asai took another deep breath, paused, and continued: "I was tossing and turning last night, and finally thought about it all night, and decided to stare at Dixter today. Since he was so flustered yesterday, he will definitely take action today. ...I even borrowed a small camera, thinking that if he really entered the pharmacy, I would secretly take a few photos..."

"Actually, I just planned to take a few photos secretly..." Keiko Asai lowered her head as she said, she didn't know what she was thinking, and repeated it again, "After all, I am worried that if someone is wronged, the phone call and powder are my misunderstandings. , or other possibilities, I can't ruin the other party's life because of my sloppy and suspicious... So I plan to see what the truth is, find evidence and then talk about other things."

"When the teacher was busy with Mr. Midorikawa's operation, I found that Dixter had disappeared, followed him secretly, and watched him arrive at the pharmacy."

"But I didn't expect to see this scene. Not long after he entered, there was the sound of something breaking inside. It seemed that there were other people in the room. Then I saw Dixter running out with his head in his arms, followed by him with a fierce look on his face. Piccolo..."

"I was frightened and stupid at the time. I just thought about not letting Piccolo do something he regretted. I hurriedly chased after him, but I didn't realize that I could find other helpers nearby..."

When Keiko Asai said this, her eyes were still in a daze.

"Sorry to interrupt. Then why did you chase after him so hastily? Shouldn't you make a phone call?" the policeman asked back, "Or you can call someone loudly?"

"...Sorry, I don't have a mobile phone..." Asai Keiko blushed slightly, "And I was too nervous at the time, my throat was tense, and I couldn't make any sound at all..."

The policewoman held her hand understandingly, and glared at her colleague.

The policeman looked away in embarrassment, accepting this statement. After all, mobile phones are not cheap at this time. Although it is very convenient, not everyone can bite the bullet and buy one.

And not everyone can call out when they are frightened, and some people are on the contrary.He had seen an example before, the more angry he was, the quieter he spoke, and when the other party stopped talking, he was already blown out of anger and couldn't speak...

"I saw that Piccolo seemed to want to kill Dixter with a ferocious face. I don't know why the two of them didn't say anything, and finally ran all the way to the sixth floor. I couldn't keep up with them, so I was two steps behind. When I arrived, I found Piccolo lying on the ground, and Dickert seemed to want to kill him..." Keiko Asai was trembling all over, and the female policeman saw this, and skillfully poured a cup of hot coffee for her to hold in her hand.

"Thank you..." Asai Keiko nodded, she was holding the coffee, and the temperature from her hand seemed to give her some strength.

"I rushed up to stop them, then Dixter pushed me away, we had a...conflict in the house, and I was knocked off the ledge." Keiko Asai skipped the middle of the dispute, but just watched the other party wear Her hair was loose, red and swollen everywhere, and she knew how dangerous the process was.

As she spoke, she touched her forehead. There was a big swelling there before. The doctor had disinfected it for her, but she still couldn't touch it now.

"Actually, I think Dixter's state was not normal at that time, his eyes were red, and he was panting heavily." Asai hesitated, "It wasn't until the gentleman downstairs called out that he seemed to wake up suddenly and realized that he had done something. What."

"That's all I know." Keiko Asai looked very honest after dropping the explosive news, and she looked at the policeman expectantly.

"Maybe we will have to wait for Piccolo to wake up to find out about the next process..." the policewoman mused.

"Miss Asai, thank you for your information. I will report this information to the FBI. As for more things, please forgive me for my lack of ability." The policeman explained to Keiko Asai in this way, "Of course, if I will let you know when I have good news."

"Okay, that's enough. I know I'm forcing you." Keiko Asai also thanked politely.

Several people walked out of the room.

"How is it, Ms. Asai, are you feeling better?" The blond young man saw them coming out and took the initiative to come over.

Seeing Toru Amuro who saved her again, Keiko Asai's ears were slightly red, and she didn't know where to look: "Thank you..."

"Come on, you can wrap this blanket up," Amuro smiled, handed over a blanket, unfolded it very intimately, put it on Keiko Asai, and when she walked around behind the other party, her fingertips moved slightly, quickly from Something was taken from the opponent's shoulder position.

Keiko Asai didn't notice it, her eyes were a little dazed, she couldn't help reaching out to touch the top of Toru Amuro's hair, and smiled under the stunned expression of the other party.

"Amuro-kun is really considerate and cute, just like my younger brother. But he is a few years younger than you." Asai Keiko smiled softly, she said and patted Amuro's cheek.

Unexpectedly, he was molested instead, and Amuroto's ears turned red. Fortunately, his dark complexion didn't look obvious, so he quickly took a few steps back and focused his attention elsewhere.

Dixter, who was grabbed by the side, had disheveled hair and wounds all over his body. He looked more like a victim.He was also questioned by the police, with some imperceptible anger on his face.

"I was tricked out by Piccolo," Dickert yelled, trying to keep his voice from being harsh, "Pick set a trap for me. He set up traps in the pharmacy and texted me to ask me out." Meet there, and want me to take the blame for him!"

"Then I discovered his trick, and he threatened me with a knife, and even wanted to kill me!"

"I was in an abnormal state at the time! It was because Piccolo drugged me, and I took a hallucinogen by mistake!" Dixter's eyes were red, his voice was hoarse, and he looked so pitiful.

"I didn't want to do anything to him at all, nor did I want to hurt Keiko! Even the anesthetic that subdued Piccolo was taken out when he attacked the pharmacy!"

"Wait a minute, where was the director of the pharmacy at that time? How did the two of them fight in the pharmacy for so long?" The policeman made a pause gesture.

"What about the surveillance?" Toru Amuro asked, "If you can check the surveillance, wouldn't you know the whole story?"

"The director of the pharmacy had a stomachache, and the deputy director was called away because of an emergency..." said a hospital worker.

"The surveillance was tampered with, and the video recording during this period was stopped..." another hospital worker said.

After the two of them finished talking, they couldn't help but look at each other, their faces were full of embarrassment, and they just wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.

"..."

"I don't think it's strange at all," the policeman sighed, "Every time we encounter a case, there will always be such a coincidence that we have no way to obtain evidence, and we can only ask the so-called detective in the end. "

"Send people from the Forensics Department and technicians to see if they can find anything at the scene, and see if the video can be restored, especially to find out who broke the video." The police ordered, and then suddenly revealed He smiled, "Don't worry, the evidence we have so far is enough to close the case, and the rest is just icing on the cake."

Speaking of this sentence, the others also showed relaxed smiles, and came to their posts as instructed to get busy.

A lot of good news came soon.

"Report sir, we have checked the people who have recently entered and exited the monitoring room, and we are basically sure that Piccolo has tampered with the surveillance." Another policeman is holding a police dog in his hand, "Xiao Hei smelled Piccolo on the switch box. The taste of Mister."

As he said that, the policeman who was leading the police dog Xiao Hei showed an indescribable expression: "Except for the inspector who came recently, only Piccolo has moved the box before, and the other party's fingerprints were not found on the box, and there were no shoe prints nearby... …he must have used gloves and shoe covers."

"But he forgot that smell can linger, and it's in such a small place where few people pass by." Another policeman added, showing a sarcastic smile, "There is something wrong with our Mr. Piccolo. ah."

"Dean? And the rest of the doctors and nurses here?" the policeman asked, "Can you tell us about Mr. Piccolo's relationship?"

The faces of several nurses and doctors changed again and again, and finally a little nurse who often mingled with them stood up.

She was trembling all over, and her tone was choked with sobs: "He is Angela's boyfriend... Mr. Bicker had a good relationship with Mr. Dickert before, but in recent months it has become particularly cold."

"Is it because of Angela's matter..." Everyone couldn't help whispering.

"Then, if it's confirmed that Miss Angela was indeed framed by Dixter, then Piccolo's motive will be established." The policeman scratched his face.

"It's almost there. The fact that Mr. Dickert attacked Ms. Asai is well established." The policeman added, "This Mr. Dickert, come with us."

"As for other details, we will check the testimony with Mr. Piccolo after he wakes up."

"Don't worry," another policeman comforted Dixter with an ugly face, "If he intentionally kills you and uses hallucinogens to frame you, he won't be able to run away. You two will wait to go to court to defend yourself."

"..." Dickert's expression became even uglier. He glanced at Keiko Asai, as if he realized that the other party should have discovered something too, and it wasn't that he broke into the scene by accident...

"In short, the current matter can come to an end first." The policeman ordered, "The identification department will take samples on the spot, and leave two other people here to watch Piccolo for the rest of the license plates, and bring them back as soon as he wakes up." Bureau."

"knock off!"

"How could this be! I was framed by Piccolo..." Dickert, who was still clamoring dissatisfiedly, was dragged away by the police.

Toru Amuro was still thinking about Jing Guang's surgery, so he didn't stay long, and went directly to the door of the operating room, stuffing the small electronic parts he was holding onto his fingertips into his pocket.

Kitty Bar...

He slowly recalled the news he had just heard, his eyes darkened. There are indeed many bars that provide entertainment powder services, but such bars near the campus should be prohibited, although the law in this area allows recreational use Yes, but this kind of abetting theft should have constituted a crime...

He decided to use the organization's intelligence to investigate after he went back to see if he could find an excuse to destroy it.

After all, this store seems to be very profitable, and the organization should be willing to send someone to collect it.

At this moment, the lights in the operating room went out, and Toto Amuro hadn't thought about the projection, but his legs had already stood up by themselves, and he took two steps forward.

Before he could say anything, he saw the smile on the head nurse's face and knew it was all right.

Toru Amuro heaved a sigh of relief, and put on his familiar smiling face again.

Inside Base 027, Zhu Xingda was lying on the bed, observing the pocket watch in his hand.

It was a pocket watch with exquisite workmanship. Although it had aged and turned yellow due to too much time, the pattern was very delicate, and the little birds on it were lifelike.

lark...

Zhu Xingda couldn't help stroking the bird's wings with his fingers. His hands were smooth and cold, which made people feel peaceful.

The color scheme of the entire pocket watch is dark black, light gold and light green. The gentle green was so out of place on the dial, it immediately reminded him of the girl who was still in the neon lights.

Speaking of which, Mingmei hasn't contacted herself for a long time. She used to send herself messages every day.But the last time I texted that I was a member of some training camp, there was no more news.

Zhu Xingda had a few traces of real worry in his heart.

Do you want to send a few text messages to ask?Zhu Xing was thinking about how to play a good boyfriend.

But now, his attention is more on the pocket watch in front of him.

After he successfully obtained the code name Ley, he also received this gift.

A pocket watch similar to the one Amuro received.

But my own pocket watch is black, gold and green, while Amuro Toru's is light gold, light brown and light blue.

The patterns are also different, but unfortunately the other party won't let me take a closer look.Even the color scheme is inadvertently glimpsed.

"We checked this Lark brand. They are an old British brand with a history of decades. The hands and feet of several branches in Millican are also very clean, and there is basically nothing wrong with it."

"Maybe it's just a coincidence. This brand has nothing to do with the Black Organization. They just deliberately use this brand of pocket watch as a token."

After reading the text message sent by his colleague, Zhu Xingda pursed his lips slightly.

The founder of the lark pocket watch, Chuster Johnson, a native Englishman.When he was young, he cooperated with Banner Carpenter, a Swiss designer living in England, and the two jointly created the Lark Enterprise.

When the two of them were young, they separated and reunited several times, quarreled and reconciled, and finally compromised with each other and jointly built the famous brand of Lark.

The pocket watch in his hand is an old model, an old-fashioned pocket watch that has been discontinued, and it may be sold for hundreds of thousands of dollars. After all, there are some rich people who specialize in collecting this type of item. The Lark is a popular collection. .

He also specially found a reliable watchmaker, took the pocket watch apart, and carefully checked the inside.Indeed found a little doubt.

The internal parts of this clock are too new to match the age of this model, it looks like some knock-off version.

It is possible that a certain company got a Lark pocket watch, and then copied a part of it according to this shape, and then made old on the outer case.So this watch is probably not produced by Lark Company.

Akai Shuichi closed the watch cover and put the pocket watch in his pocket.

At least it doesn't have bugs, locators, or bombs on it.

Just be sure of this. As for the other functions of the pocket watch, he is not in a hurry. He can wait slowly, wait for the other party, and wait for the whiskey to make a move.

"Have you heard?"

Zhu Xing frowned, he heard a sound coming from the listening device he installed outside, it was an ordinary member of the action team brought by Qin Jiu.

"You mean that."

"Yes, Lord Gin is going to be assigned a new code member."

"I heard that they are from the research side. They have not joined the organization for a long time. They just got a code name a few days ago. They may form a partner with Lord Shirley."

"Some people were separated today."

"Yes, I am. I heard that the code name is Kashasa. I hope it is a gentle leader." The member prayed.

Casasa?

Cachaça is Brazil's national wine, also known as Brazilian sugar cane wine, that is, Brazilian rum or white rum.In the case that the code name of the leader of the action group is Rum, this is a very noble and unique code name, which can almost represent the attitude of Rum himself.

This is very strange, a person who was not trained by the organization from a young age, joined the organization halfway, and got this code name in such a short time.

Perhaps a talented scientific researcher comparable to Shirley.

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The author has something to say:

Kashasa is not a new character, it has already appeared in the previous article.

Do you feel that the previous hint is quite obvious?