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

"So you just came back? After letting go of the traitors of the organization."

After hearing Rye's narration, Belmode lit a match, with the flame reflected on his face, and lit a slender lady's cigarette.

Rye was sitting on the other side of the table, with a white gauze wrapped around his forehead, as if he had fought hard.

"It seems that Miss Vicious Dog has made you suffer a lot," Belmode said, with a bit of schadenfreude, "But, you have to know that the organization always only has one way to deal with traitors—"

"I understand," Rye interrupted her, "but I think you also understand how troublesome Miss Dog is."

He was referring to the last time Belmode came back at the cost of a broken arm.

"Hmph, I don't need you to remind me. If this is the case, then you should go and find out. Miss Vicious Dog appeared there yesterday. Is it a coincidence, or... someone leaked the secret."

Belmode's face turned cold. If she hadn't brought a pocket pistol/gun, the result of Nagano's time would have been hard to say, so she understood the rye, but she smiled again in a flash.

"By the way, bring Bourbon with you too. If the two of you work together, things will definitely come to fruition soon."

Watching Rye walk out of the room, Bellmode restrained his expression, held a cigarette between his fingers, and turned to dial the phone.

"Is it Mr. Brahma's cadre..."

Time goes back to last night.

When you and You Shunran went undercover to a black/evil organization together, one day his identity was exposed and he was hunted down by the organization, you followed anxiously, but on the rooftop of fate, you heard your friend from the police academy confront the organization The person sent out to chase and kill shouted the FBI to get out, how do you feel?

Oh, and at the same time, this police school friend also arrested her fellow friend You Shuinran, as if she was going to send her police school classmate in for a prison meal.

Even Toru Amuro, who has always thought carefully and listed countless possibilities, was stunned at this moment.

He can probably understand that Feng wants to rely on the prison's security forces to protect Jing Guang. Although it's a bit weird, it's still a good way... But what's going on with the rye?Is the powerful sniper/shooter in this organization actually an undercover agent of the FBI!

There is not much time left for the few people to continue to confront each other, because...

"You called for reinforcements? That's not a good option."

Hearing the sound of a mini police car coming from downstairs, Akai Hideichi looked at Feng.

"Do not."

Feng also looked down, she remembered that the person in charge of this jurisdiction was——

"Hey, people on the roof listen up, someone called the police and said they heard a gunshot - why are you?!"

Yamamoto originally shouted weakly at the top of his voice, but suddenly changed his tone halfway through.

There were four people on the rooftop, and he knew three of them, and none of them were easy-going.

Taking a closer look, Feng, the only female among them, was dressed in black, like the particularly scary night knight in the blockbuster America, and the others also exuded an unfriendly aura.

"Excuse me, is the content of the alarm true?" He changed his tone, "Or am I disturbing something?"

Ah, he just wants to fish in a police station until he retires, and doesn't want to get involved in trouble.

"No problem," Toru Amuro unknowingly walked to the place where the pistol/gun fell, "We just..."

The moon is dark and the wind is high, three men and one woman.

"Emotional dispute."

Rye whiskey aka Morohoshi Dai aka Akai Shuichi said.

Among the people present, the several neon policemen obviously knew each other, and it can be said that he was the one in the worst situation—he could feel the subtle hostility towards him from Miss Vicious Dog and Bourbon. It was Scotland, who was hunted down by him, who was more kind, but it was not yet time to expose the identity of the FBI.

"Ah, it's an emotional dispute."

Yamamoto shouted in his mind, do you believe me!But he didn't dare to refute casually, so he desperately looked at Kaede Yamamura, the only clearly identified member of the Fourth Search Section. With this glance, he couldn't help but fell silent.

"Can you tell me why handcuffs are used in emotional disputes...?"

"That's what I'm going to say," Feng pulled Jing Guang closer, "Although it was...an emotional dispute, it involved illegal guns, so I arrested this gentleman."

"That gun seems to have fallen here." Toru Amuro picked up the gun on the ground politely, "Mr. Police, do you want to take a look?"

Yamamoto just held his nose and took the pistol/gun: "It is indeed an unregistered pistol/gun, you... want to come with me?"

"I just wanted to smoke on the rooftop, and I ran into these people by chance," Akai Shuichi evaded, "If there is nothing else, I will leave first."

Watching the man leave with a wound on his face, Yamamoto looked at the three colleagues who didn't know why they went to the rooftop to stage emotional disputes.

Amuro shook his head silently at him.

So he let go of the suspicious man written all over his body.

Then next...

"This is the prisoner," Feng pushed Jing Guang out, "Can you please put him in the detention room of the police station where no one is paying attention?"

Jing Guang didn't break free from the handcuffs, so he could only laugh helplessly at this moment, even if he had had the will to die before, now facing his friends from the police academy, facing the young Shunran who grew up with him...he can still die ?

He couldn't do it.

Yamamoto instantly understood what she meant: "I will."

He escorted Jing Guang in a dignified manner.

"How will you be here?"

After the person left, Toru Amuro couldn't help asking.

"It's very dangerous for you to be like this—if you are discovered by the organization," he recalled that Feng had long been on the organization's watch list, and changed his words halfway, "This is a deeply rooted organization, and being targeted by them is not as small as Brahma. Small troubles can be resolved."

He grabbed Feng's arms.

"In my situation, if you don't need this matter, they will pay attention to it," Feng said calmly. "Last time, the woman who called me Miss Vicious Dog was also organized by you, right?"

"At that time, she planned to kill me. Although she didn't succeed, and she didn't know why she gave up, there was more than one organization that wanted to kill me. The danger is everywhere, and I'm used to it."

She has a clear understanding of her identity and "fame".

"Compared to this."

She turned her head, and sure enough, the floor where the lights had been on before was now completely dark.

"If you have time, do me a favor. It has something to do with the inner ghost of the Metropolitan Police Department."

The employee before even paid attention to the sound of the cat falling. This time, he must have noticed the gunshots. Most of the calls to the police were made by them. The two people had already left because of fear, leaving Feng an empty room with documents still unpacked. Enter the room with the closet.

"I might be a blessing in disguise."

Feng reconnected to the phone call with Mu, and was scolded by Mu after reporting that he was safe.

After hearing all the information from Feng, Toru Amuro frowned, guessing in his heart, but just as he opened his mouth, Feng put up his index finger and made a gesture of silence by his mouth.

"What we're going to do now is find the evidence, scan the documents and send them to the prosecutor on the other side, and he'll process the data."

"You can just call me Yehu Jun, Miss Feng...why is there a man's hand! The less people know about the matter, the better."

Toru Amuro was responsible for finding the documents, and Feng took photos and transmitted them, working like an assembly line, and it was inevitable that Toru Amuro's hand was photographed.

"It's a trustworthy person," Feng lowered his voice, "Did you see any problems?"

"Look for the account books of this company five years ago," Kurosaki said with a whimper, "according to my calculations, the problems with the accounts probably started at that time."

But the two rummaged through the cabinets, but they couldn't find the account book for the first quarter five years ago.

Toru Amuro looked around the room, and suddenly his eyes stopped on the floor under the conference table. He squatted down and knocked, and there was an echo.

"found it."

Feng gave him a thumbs up, and the two of them still cooperated with each other as they did in the police academy.

"It was taken over by the police?"

Sitting cross-legged at the workstation, Feng Tonton drank a cup of cold coffee, and heard Yamamoto speaking in a spirited voice opposite him.

"Yeah, because of your 'emotional disputes', I stayed up all day and night, and I was on duty at the police station in fear. ... I just don't have enough sleep to complain, don't talk to me about anything else, I don't want to be promoted, and I don't want to mess with you. trouble."

...She hasn't spoken yet, Feng laughed.

"Thank you for your hard work. I'll treat you to dinner later."

"You can't get rid of me without a meal of king crab, Miss Yamamura."

"no problem."

Feng shrugged, and ran his fingertips across the few sheets of paper in front of him—the paper that had copied the ledger.

"It's easy to know which account it is! But it will take a little time to check where the funds have flowed."

After receiving the required ledger, Kurosaki calculated the amount overnight, and it was as high as 3000 million!Since he was attacked by Brahma, he has been staying in his well-secured home and contacting Feng by phone.

Feng asked for leave at noon today and went to the Kurosaki mansion.

——In the name of a blind date.

"Huh?" The head of the plane was shocked, "Blind date?! You? With whom?"

After finishing speaking, he probably also realized that he was a little impolite: "Hey, I mean, I wish you... a good journey?"

Looking at Feng's face as black as the bottom of a pot, he said cautiously.

"Even if I am reluctant to go, I don't want to hear from the subordinates on bail, do you understand?"

A man who has always been a tough guy occasionally shows such a tangled look.

After all, Feng really looked like he was going to beat up his blind date!

"Of course, sir."

Feng gritted her teeth and smiled, she knew what trick Kurosaki used to say "I will come back"!He actually directly told the parents of the two families that they met by chance and had a good relationship, and hoped to arrange a meeting.

It’s also very stupid to talk to the elders in Osaka!For this reason, he actually called up the surveillance photos of the ramen shop as evidence of "good relationship".

Feng may not betray her mother's face, but the elders in Osaka...it is difficult for her to go against the enthusiasm of the elders.

Although they are far apart, the elders in Osaka care about Feng very much. The expensive gifts sent like flowing water are basically from uncles and grandparents, and they also support Feng's entry into the police circle. The one who disagrees is Feng's mother personally. The Ninzu family supports the junior to do whatever he wants, including Feng's father back then.

Seeing Feng's back when he was leaving the house, the boss of the aircraft was very worried about the safety of the blind date.

"Miss Yamamura, please follow me."

The old butler led the way, and Feng could tell that the gardeners, chefs, and cleaners he met along the way had traces of fighting skills, and the old butler was a complete trainer.

It seems that the family of prosecutors is really afraid of death...and is it necessary to try every means to meet her by chance!

Kurosaki was waiting for Feng in the study.

"The old man will leave first."

"Are you not used to it?"

The large leather chair turned around, and Kurosaki sat lazily, flinging the documents in Feng's arms handsomely.

Too bad he's not so handsome with the dark circles under his eyes.

"It's not bad," Feng directly flipped through a lot of evidence and saw the conclusion, "...It really is him."

With a long sigh, Feng couldn't help feeling a little sad.

"Then Officer Feng, who got the evidence, can you answer a question for me?"

Kurosaki nodded with a smile, a shrewd light appeared in his long and thin eyes.

"What are you going to do with the evidence? Do you want to submit it to the Procuratorate or the upper echelon of the Metropolitan Police Department immediately to deal with the inner ghost... or keep it as a handle for the inner ghost to control the other party?"

"By the way, I personally hope that you will choose the second option. This is a secret inspection. I can return without success, and the inspection office will understand. You can completely rely on this to make a career in the future. If you want to become a police officer If it is the director of the department, it will be much smoother."

He crossed his fingers, and the gold-rimmed glasses slid down a bit, exposing his sharp pupils to look directly at Feng.

"And as long as you marry me in the future, it will be of great benefit to both of us."

"Hey, the road has been paved, do you want to make this blind date a reality?"

The kind of eyes like maggots attached to the bones stuck to Feng again, and only one desk lamp and the warm yellow lamp for the atmosphere were turned on in the study, which cast a vague ambiguity on the expressions of both of them.