What to do with the brother who likes his classmates from the police academy

This company is the smallest among several companies, and it is also the least suspicious. There are only five employees in total, and they are trying their best to support the company after the economic crisis not to close down, so it was arranged to be the last one to check.

The ledger on the bright side was locked in the cabinet, and Feng opened it with the spare key he had prepared, revealing the messy documents inside.

No wonder this company is the smallest, and the important information is kept in such a mess, how can we expect the employees to work well.

Carefully unrolling the paper, Feng scanned the document with his mobile phone and sent it to Muku and Kurosaki at the other end.

"Wait! Go up a little!" The glasses reflected the blue light on the screen, and Kurosaki processed the data in his mind like a computer, "The accounts for March last year..."

He closed his eyes, stretched out his hand, and moved it up and down quickly in the void, a smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Sure enough, there is a sudden extra expense of 120 yen on the account."

"Can it be so accurate? You don't even have a computer!"

Seeing the piles of accounts flashing by in front of his eyes, Muling was already dizzy and couldn't help asking questions.

"Of course! Don't underestimate the financial students of Dongda University. If it were my brother, he could estimate the profit and loss of billions in ten seconds." Kurosaki said in a high tone, "Go on, Miss Feng, we ..."

The opposite side of the mobile phone was suddenly dark, and the rustling sound rang out for a while, and then calmed down.

"Feng! What happened!"

Muku said quickly and quietly.

At this moment, Feng was holding the window sill with one hand, hanging in mid-air, the lights were on in the window behind him, and there was the sound of someone talking.

"Why are we suddenly asked to work overtime... Boss, when will this ghost work end?"

"Anyway, the company is about to close down, so bear with it for a while."

They didn't seem to plan to leave for a while, Feng aimed at a narrow air-conditioning external unit platform, let go, and swung across.

Although she moved lightly, she also made a crashing sound.

"Is there a cat outside?" One person opened the window, only to see a dark night.

"You don't want to be lazy, kid! Come here quickly."

With the peaked cap lowered, Feng silently left the area.

It seems that the investigation cannot be completed today... But at least things have finally progressed.

Holding the paper cup, Feng ran to the site of the intelligence team to drink coffee as usual. While waiting for the machine to grind out the mellow coffee, she couldn't help but yawned.

"I always feel, Feng, you are very sleepy recently." Ri Xiatang passed by with a cup of hot milk in his hand, "The frequency of coming to make coffee has also increased a lot. After being promoted, you haven't been out of the field much. Could it be that you Stealing horses in the middle of the night?"

"Maybe it's because the paperwork is too boring. Let me fight and it will make me more sober."

Feng turned around with a smile.

"Tang, do you want to accompany me to the training room?"

"It's better to find someone from the military faction for this kind of thing, such as my idiot brother." Ri Xiatang hurriedly slipped away after hearing the words, "I can't bear it for a weak technical geek."

"As expected of being the leader of the intelligence team, he is really sharp," Muku sighed when mentioning this matter at night, "The team leader usually seems to be out of tune, but in fact he knows better than anyone else in his heart."

After speaking, both of them were silent.

The two suspects the most, one is Feng's immediate superior, the other is Muku's immediate superior, they are both partners who have fought together, it seems that in the end no one is sad.

"I'm going again tonight."

After a few mouthfuls of dinner, Feng changed into his clothes and planned to go out.

"Wait," Muling chased out, "take this with you."

It is a multi-functional belt that the police usually wear on duty. It contains everything except the pistol/gun that needs to be registered.

"The administrator and I have a good relationship. Today I replaced him on duty. Just in case, if our actions are detected, it may be used." She put a belt around Feng, "Try to avoid confrontation, maple."

"I will." Feng smiled, "Thank you, Muling."

Tonight's operation did not go well.

Feng has been blowing the wind on the roof for a long time, but the lights downstairs have not been turned off. It is a company that is about to go bankrupt, but the employees are still working hard after working overtime. They are worthy of being Neon people.

Sometimes I really hope that they can learn from Yamamoto’s fishing spirit. If the boss is not around, why don’t you go to bed early?

Feng rubbed his arms, sat on the edge of the roof, and gradually looked into the distance.

The night was so still, there was nothing but the sound of the wind.

...Who could it be, the boss of the plane, or Ri Xiatang?In the final analysis, why did they do this? The parents of the eldest son of the aircraft have passed away, and he has no family. He doesn't usually have any hobby of spending money. Feng doesn't think he is someone who can be moved by mere money.

It is even simpler for Ri Xiatang - this amount of money is nothing more than water for top hackers. Feng knows that there is an intelligence office in Bodo, and usually a single order can make a lot of money. Even the network security department has to deal with him from time to time. .

"Bang!"

Suddenly there was a loud door slamming from behind her, and Feng broke out in a cold sweat for a moment—could someone have come to the rooftop? !

Turning around suddenly, there was nothing behind her.

... No, not the rooftop where she is, but the one further back.

With his hands on the multifunctional belt around his waist, Feng tiptoed to the back of a water tank and took out a small mirror to observe.

The possibility of Yakuza sending snipers/snipers is not ruled out. Feng believes that if he knew that the opponent was himself, Yakuza would not use such a stupid method of surrounding people with a group of thugs.

Although it was very dark, Feng's excellent night vision still allowed Feng to see the situation on the opposite side clearly.

There were two people on the roof, one of whom seemed to be chased to the roof, and they fought.

Both of them were very strong in fighting. Feng squinted his eyes and suddenly felt that something was wrong—why did the movements of the man being chased look so familiar? !

In his mind, he quickly recalled every opponent he had fought against. When that person took the gun from the opponent's hand, Feng also remembered who it was!

——Zhu Fu Jingguang!

This guy disarmed Feng in the same way in the arrest class!She will never forget the battle she lost!

It seemed that Jing Guang had the upper hand, Feng breathed a sigh of relief, moved a little closer, squatted on the ground, the parapet on the edge of the roof blocked her, and she poked her head out.

——Then I saw Jing Guang pointing a gun at himself!

Still stuck in the question marks of "what happened?" With a distance of more than two meters, Feng landed directly in the middle of the confrontation between the two.

The pistol/gun was knocked out by her, and the misfired bullet left a trail on the wall.

Because it was too close, Feng shook twice and almost sat down on Jing Guang.

"What are you doing!"

There was still shock in Jing Guang's voice, and he swallowed Feng's name back in time.

"You are……"

Long-haired men in knitted hats!Feng's eyes froze, even though she was not good at remembering people, she still remembered such an obvious feature, it was the guy she met in Nagano last time!

She was ready to fight in an instant, the tense back muscles ready to fire.

"It's actually a vicious dog from the Metropolitan Police Department, Scotland, are you still going to die now?"

"I can't implicate more people, FBI." Jing Guang pointed out the identity of the other party for Feng. He stood up against the wall and was about to go to the place where the pistol/gun fell. "My identity has been exposed. Nowhere is safe anymore."

When passing by Feng, a very low "sorry" fell into her ears.

It is known that Jing Guang should have participated in an undercover mission of the Ministry of Public Security and entered a certain organization. Now that his identity was exposed, he was hunted down by the organization. Fortunately, the one who chased him down was also an FBI undercover agent, but he seemed to have made up his mind to go...

Jing Guang's back was exceptionally clear, and Feng watched him walking into a dark corner.

When the biggest problem for an undercover agent is exposure, how can an undercover agent escape?

Feng's mind has never been so fast. Jing Guang said that others should not be involved, so there should be other police undercover agents in the organization. What should she do to keep Jing Guang and prevent other undercover agents from being exposed?

Suddenly she had a good idea.

Miss Vicious Dog with her head down showed her white teeth. When she raised her head, there seemed to be a lingering light in her eyes. Such a ferocious vicious dog...

Zhu Fu Jingguang went to the undercover police officer!

Akai Shuichi subconsciously prepared to fight: ...

Without hesitation, Feng twisted his body and kicked back, hitting Jing Guang's abdomen, then took out the silver bracelet necessary for the police from the universal belt prepared by Mulu, and cut Jing Guang blinded by his backhand.

"Mr., you are suspected of illegally possessing guns/arms and infringing on the lives and health of others. Please come with me."

She remembered, on the day she met Kurosaki, Matsuda jokingly said that prisons and detention centers are also one of the safest places in the whole neon...

"I'm the policeman?"

As a policeman, squatting on the roof in the middle of the night, it is normal to see someone breaking the law and stepping forward, right?

She cuffed Jing Guang's hands, but not with herself because——

"What about this gentleman? You are also suspected of violating the lives of others."

Feng moved his wrist, and looked at the other person who was silent and calm.

"Don't tell me you're the FBI, do you have a warrant? Is there a special congressional approval? I haven't heard of any joint case with the FBI recently. Just act casually in Neon...America's power has expanded to this Is it too far? In the final analysis, it is also an illegal act.”

Her eyes turned cold.

"Get out of neon, FBI."

Amuro Toru, who hurried over, opened the door of the rooftop, and heard such a sentence.