MTL - How Real Wine Became the Light of the Metropolitan Police-Chapter 108 time traveler 5
If it is this familiar child, there is really nothing to worry about. He looked like he was only fifteen or sixteen years old back then, but he had already started attending the police academy. Time flies so fast.
Zhu Fu Jingguang walked back to his original position and picked up the package that fell on the ground. He looked sideways at the black-haired young man standing in front, and asked warmly, "When did you recognize me, did you recognize me from the subway?"
"I recognized it on the subway. You haven't changed much in the past four years. At that time, thanks to you for saving me." The black-haired youth pursed his lips and revealed a subtle smile. He tilted his head slightly, and there was a hint of doubt in his eyes. "Did you not recognize me when you kept staring at me on the subway?"
Zhu Fu Jingguang felt a guilty conscience of being caught. At that time, he really felt that the young man in front of him was inexplicably familiar, and he couldn't help but look at it a few more times. He spoke somewhat euphemistically: "You have changed a lot, you have grown a lot taller, so I didn't recognize it for a while."
The black-haired young man's expression seemed to be a little low, and his face was slightly turned to the outside.
"Speaking of which, you will want to go to the police academy..."
Could it be that the young man in front of him wanted to go to the police academy because of what happened back then. Zhu Fu Jingguang's eyes darkened, he breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously, and was stuck in his chest with some discomfort.
That case back then had a profound impact on him and Zero. Especially Zero, who witnessed the death scene of the girl with his own eyes, and kept repeating similar dreams for many days and nights after that. This child will remember that he saved him, and he will definitely remember the girl who took the initiative to stand up back then.
The black-haired youth heard the words, the smile at the corner of his mouth gradually disappeared, and then reluctantly bent upward again, his shimmering eyes looked straight at him, the whole person was obviously smiling, but it looked almost like crying. His throat rolled up and down, and he slowly said:
"I actually remember that incident all the time. I went to the police academy for this reason. At that time, the kidnapper, the one who wanted to take away at the beginning was me, and the girl was there to save me..."
Do you really remember that? He even put himself in the position of the perpetrator. Zhu Fu Jingguang couldn't help but take two steps forward, wanting to say something to comfort him. "In that incident, the real culprits should be those kidnappers—"
"You know? After seeing you on the subway yesterday, the kidnapping case four years ago reappeared in my mind." The black-haired youth interrupted him. His black eyelashes fluttered, his thin cheeks were extremely pale from the wind, and his amber eyes shone with tiny bits of light.
"I couldn't find anything in the past, but now I have been admitted to the police academy and finally have the opportunity to check the file of that year. This afternoon, the senior I asked before helped me transfer the case data of that year. I just found out. "The young man's voice was a little hoarse, and he paused in the middle, and his eyes blinked quickly.
"I just learned that the case was not closed in the name of kidnapping at all. The case report given by the police stated that it was a gang fight. The girl who died for me was simply defined as , innocent passers-by who were accidentally injured. They ignored the sacrifice made by a girl because of her kindness and fearlessness in such a hasty, callous and unsympathetic manner."
There was a trace of anger in the eyes of the black-haired youth, his tone rose slightly, and when he spoke the last few words, he even gnashed his teeth.
Zhu Fu Jingguang was speechless for a while.
The experience of the young man in front of him is all too familiar. After he and Zero were admitted to the police academy, they also asked others to transfer the report of the case at the first time. They also saw the absurd and ridiculous conclusion, and they were equally angry and sad.
He didn't even know how to comfort the young man in front of him. Because it took him a long time to get out of it.
Zhu Fu Jingguang's eyes fell on the brightly lit exterior wall of the hotel opposite. There was not much time left, and he still needed to cooperate with the action of the Metropolitan Police Department. He could no longer let this young man stay on the rooftop.
He had to find a way to persuade people to go down.
"Are you upset about this?"
"In this world, not everything can be resolved justly. In places we can't see, there are actually many people who are at large because of loopholes in procedures and because of collusion. You are in the police academy now, and I think you will become a policeman in the near future. At that time, you will be able to make unjust cases clear and let the perpetrators get the punishment they deserve.”
This is what he has been working towards.
The young police officer in front of him, wearing the most common black coat and carrying a rifle on his back, had a slightly stubble chin that seemed a little rushed when he went out. But his eyes were extremely bright, like a blue lake soaked in moonlight, filled with anticipation.
Xin Haikong heard the words, the corners of his mouth curved slightly.
It's just a relationship between the seniors and the saviors, it's not enough.
He turned his head sideways, like every young college student who is full of hope and ambition to change the world, looking at his own blurred future, he said in confusion and firmness: "I will work hard, Mr. Zhufu."
It's good to be able to think about it. The young man's mentality is still very positive.
Zhu Fu Jingguang showed a relaxed smile. "It's too cold, and your clothes are too thin. If nothing else, you'd better--"
!
He stopped abruptly, raised his head a little and looked at the young man in front of him, his sky blue eyes widened unconsciously. He said hesitantly, "How did you know... my name?"
He is still organizing undercover agents, and it is impossible and impossible for him to reveal his real name, so how does the young man in front of him know?
"Huh? Did I say it directly? I'm sorry, I have a good memory. When I was looking at the file, I accidentally remembered your name." , seems to be really unintentional.
"But it doesn't matter, in exchange, I can also tell you, my name."
"My name is Xin Haikong."
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"Police! Don't move at all!"
The door of the party hall was suddenly kicked open, and a group of policemen with live ammunition rushed in at a very high speed, quickly forming a fan-shaped encirclement.
The guests who were originally gathered together now spread out like Moses dividing the sea, making way.
The young policeman at the head looked upright and took big steps towards Sanji Hashimoto, who was standing in the middle of the hall. He took out a document from his chest pocket and said very seriously:
"I'm Kazuka Yamano from the Second Division of the Metropolitan Police Department. Mr. Hashimoto Sanji, someone has reported that you are suspected of tax evasion and transfer company assets without permission. Please give up your resistance, cooperate with the police investigation, and come with us."
coming.
This should be the receptionist in Jingguang's mouth. After these Metropolitan Police officers successfully took Sanji Hashimoto away, they should have protected him as a special witness. Things seem to be going well.
After the mission was over, he and Jing Guang reunited, accusing the member of the organization named Lei as the undercover agent who leaked the news. This guy has been messaging others since he got off the plane, and with two people accusing him together, the chances of success should be high, so that they can get out of this incident smoothly.
The blond young man standing by the side breathed a sigh of relief, his face still had a serious expression, his purple-gray eyes narrowed impatiently, perfectly playing the image of an organization member who was extremely dissatisfied with the progress of the matter.
He quietly put the tray in his hand on the table next to him, pretending that nothing had happened, and wanted to walk out.
Hashimoto Sanji, who was surrounded by police, looked flustered, and the hand holding the wine glass couldn't stop shaking, and the wine inside spilled all over the floor.
"me…"
"Please cooperate with our investigation."
"I'm not, I'm not!"
This middle-aged man in his forties actually knelt on the ground in front of everyone, covered his face with his hands, and screamed with trembling.
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This scene was completely recorded by the magnifying mirror on the tower in the distance.
Akai Shuichi frowned and stood up straight.
Japanese police?
The Japanese police got news and wanted to take away the target Sanji Hashimoto in advance?
It's so weird. The FBI was the news he sent back, but where did the news from the Japanese police come from? This time, only he, Bourbon, and Scotland will perform the task. Gin definitely cannot be an undercover agent. Could it be that one of Bourbon and Scotland is an undercover agent of the Japanese police?
He recalled what he had just seen in the magnifying glass—
When the member of the organization named Bourbon saw the police rush in, his expression instantly collapsed, and he stared viciously in the direction of the police. If Bourbon was an undercover agent, he wouldn't be in the hotel without doing anything. And the expression of that guy just now was clearly dissatisfied with the police taking away the mission target.
Bourbon may even have begun to wonder, between him and Scotland, who is the Japanese police undercover.
If it's not Bourbon, then the undercover of the Japanese police is Scotland?
He didn't believe that the police would come to the door so coincidentally to take away the target. And according to his previous investigation results, the target has always been a good entrepreneur who abides by the law during the operation of the pharmaceutical company, and there is no reason to be taken away by the police.
Between Bourbon and Scotland, there must be someone who is undercover for the Japanese police. From the perspective of character characteristics and the convenience of action, he currently prefers Scotland to be the undercover agent for delivering the message.
This is bad.
He had planned to wait for the failure of the mission, put the blame on Bourbon or Scotland, and framed the two members of the organization as undercover. But now that Scotland is really undercover, he can't do that anymore.
Could it be possible to put the blame on Bourbon alone?
The black-haired youth stared at the Mosang Hotel directly opposite, his dark green eyes slightly brightened.
Actually...it's not impossible. After all, only Bourbon stayed in the hotel, and they were all just snipers outside, and their initiative was definitely not as big as that guy. The target was taken away in front of Bourbon's eyes. If you really want to pursue it, Bourbon must be more responsible.
The young man with long black hair couldn't help but bend the corners of his mouth.
While dialing the mobile phone of the FBI investigator stationed in Japan, he bent down again and observed the scene in the hotel through a magnifying glass.
