chapter43

Fanchuan Ze/Text

After hearing what the old man said, Matsuda Jinpei couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.

He repeated with some disbelief: "Provoking the local mafia organization?"

"Yes." The old man nodded slowly, "I remember that Odagiri Kei went to the office and expressed her intention to drop out of school to her class teacher. It was not until she went through the formalities and left that such rumors started to spread in the school.

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"Her father is a gambler. He owes the underworld organization a large amount of money and has never been able to pay it back..." At this point, the old man sighed in a low voice.

"Then what?" Matsuda Jinpei asked.

"Then, what I heard was that her father, who was not a thing, compensated her to that organization."

At this point, the old man slowly shook his head and said regretfully: "Odagiri is a good boy. The teacher in the same office also said that as long as Odagiri persists in his interests, he will definitely be a good player in scientific research in the future."

Matsuda Jinpei was speechless for a moment. He was stunned for a while, digesting the news, and soon he realized the reason behind Odagiri Kei's series of incredible behaviors——

But he still asked: "Are you sure?"

"It's so popular in the school." The old man said with emotion, "But whether it is true or not, it has been so many years, who knows whether it is true or false?"

"Which organization was her father in debt to?"

"Down the mountain." The old man replied.

"The Yamashita group is a group of gangsters. Later I heard that they were no longer in Chiba Prefecture and they all went to Tokyo."

——It's on fire.

This was the first thought that came to Imaizumi's mind.

He woke up from the cold floor, seeing thick black smoke floating directly above the room, running rapidly through the air like a long snake with its tail wagging.

This room was very unfamiliar. It was surrounded by metal walls. It looked very much like a research institute that I accidentally visited during my college days.

He was clearly still in Shiraishi Masakihito's mansion just a moment ago...

He realized almost instantly that he was no longer "Imaizumi Noboru". Maybe his life was threatened, or maybe he sensed severe stimulation from the outside world. In short, he was now forced to change to Kawae Kaoru.

I have a splitting headache and feel a little nauseous.

Imaizumi raised his hand and supported the wall beside him and stood up with difficulty.

His limbs were weak, and he felt a sense of exhaustion all over his body, so that it was particularly difficult to take a step forward. These all indicated that something was wrong with his body. Perhaps he had inhaled gases such as ether during his sleep.

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So what is this place?

Kawae Kaoru's residence has always been in the Inoue Logistics Factory, which saves him the trouble of commuting. He thinks that he has no big problem with time control recently. At most, he has left other employees with Kawae Kaoru's habit of reversing day and night, and

The impression of lethargy——

Someone gave Chuan Jiangxun a drug while he was sleeping, and then left him here.

For a moment, Imaizumi Noboru could only think that someone from that organization had done this unknowingly.

He coughed feebly a few times and looked around in the increasingly thick black smoke.

remember

Sure enough, he caught a tiny red light.

——It’s a camera.

His every move is being monitored now!

Imaizumi raised his hands to cover his mouth and nose, arched his back and supported the wall as he walked forward. The flames were rampant behind him, so he had to force himself to lift his paralyzed thighs and speed up his pace.

In an instant, he imagined countless possibilities: maybe there was something wrong with the last mission, and the organization wanted to kill him; or maybe this was an observation and assessment of him... But no matter what the reason was, he I don't want to be burned to death in a fire for no apparent reason.

He walked forward along the metal corridor. After crossing a straight corner, he soon found a gate at the front.

There was a wide metal valve above the door. He tried to turn the valve with both hands, but failed. His eyes glanced at the wall to the side, and he suddenly noticed a bright electronic screen.

This is a password input field with Arabic numerals below.

Noboru Imaizumi turned his head. He also discovered that on another screen was a confusing and disordered combination of letters.

No - maybe it's not disordered?

He raised his hand to support the wall, squinted his eyes slightly, and began to read the letters above carefully.

In the dim monitoring room, a tall man dressed in pitch black stared at the screen coldly.

On the surveillance screen, it was the thin young man who was reading the screen. He looked extremely unwell, as if he would faint completely in the next second.

On the revolving office chair on the other side, a woman in a black dress slowly turned the chair, her long white legs slowly crossing each other, and her eyes were also fixed on the screen.

She turned her head to look at Gin who was looking attentive, raised her red lips coldly, and smiled softly: "The new equipment has just been put into operation, I didn't expect it to be abused by you like this."

"It's Rum's arrangement." Gin's eyes did not waver.

"After Curaçao handed over the report, Rum said that he was very interested in Kaoru Kawae. This series of assessments were designed based on Rum's wishes."

Hearing this, the blonde woman couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, and she even repeated: "Rum?"

Her eyes fell back on the chestnut-haired young man at the top of the screen.

"Have you read his information?" the woman asked.

"I've seen it. I'm proficient in some mathematics/operations, and I have some shooting talent. My background is mediocre and there's nothing to mention. I don't know what Rum finds interesting."

Since the information is not enough to pique Gin's interest, Rum shouldn't go to such trouble to use the base's new equipment to test Kawae Kaoru. Unless...there are other reasons——

Thinking of this, the woman's eyes suddenly turned cold.

In less than three minutes, the young man in the surveillance camera successfully entered the correct password on the electronic screen.

The combination of the Caesar cipher barrier cipher can make the unordered letters on the screen form multiple consecutive English-style numbers. After being connected together, it happens to be a six-digit password.

With a crisp "beep", the metal valve automatically rotated and soon opened automatically.

The door popped open, quickly revealing enough width for one person to enter.

Jin Quan Sheng slowly exhaled a breath of thick air.

His body was feeling a little unwell, and his brain was also in a state of paralysis. He was unsure of his current situation, let alone his current situation.

The only thing he understands is that he is currently being monitored by countless tightly sealed cameras. No matter who is sitting on the other end, he must regulate his behavior at all times and ensure his sanity and sobriety.

He was about to walk into the door when he noticed that the screen originally used to enter the password flickered for a moment. In the blink of an eye, the screen switched to a picture, which was a top view of a winding and complex plane. There was also a picture in the lower left corner of the screen. Thirty second countdown.

Now that the spring rises, I suddenly realize.

In this situation, no matter how stupid you are, you should understand what is going on now.

He was brought to this place by people from this organization without any warning, and now they are conducting an assessment on him.

If you lacked some knowledge of cryptography and failed to crack the test just now, you would probably have to wait for death in this hellish place——

As for what the subsequent assessment is, it has been clearly explained on the screen.

He rubbed his temples, forcing himself to become more awake, trying to write down all the details and clearly imprint this drawing in his mind.

Thirty seconds passed and the plan view disappeared.

As the fire was about to spread to his surroundings, Noboru Imaizumi quickened his steps and walked into the open door.

This figure gradually entered the dark space with no end in sight.

The door creaked and moved backwards, and finally closed with a loud "snap".

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"Curaçao said that during the last operation, Kaoru Kawae wrote down a map covering an area of ​​1,000 square meters and found the information stored in Yamashita's office." Gin stared at the screen.

"So now we are going to retest this newcomer's shorthand and three-dimensional consciousness?" Belmode snorted coldly, "This is the first time I have seen this kind of assessment. I almost thought Rum was training some secret agent."

Although she said this, there was no smile on the woman's face.

The facial muscles even appear stiff, which is obviously a sign of slight tension.

The camera showing an overhead perspective clearly shows how the chestnut-haired young man shuttles between walls from multiple directions and angles. He does not hesitate in his steps, even when he is standing at a fork in the road leading to four directions. He will also decisively choose the right direction.

"I have a good memory." When seeing this scene, Gin couldn't help but say.

In less than six minutes, Noboru Imaizumi passed through the complex, densely interconnected, maze-like multiple rooms. He made no mistakes along the way, let alone looked back, and his efficiency was extraordinary.

After a period of relief, the physical discomfort was gradually dissipating, and by the time he walked into the next room, his pace was completely steady.

Then Imaizumi saw a white square table placed not far away.

On the table was a familiar hand/gun, maybe it was the one he kept in his office - a dark Colt with a terrifying luster.

He raised his hand to pick up the Colt, weighed it roughly, and soon realized that there were bullets in the magazine, maybe seven full.

"Crack."

The dark room lit up with a dazzling light at this moment.

This light was so bright that Imaizumi could easily capture the ash floating in the air.

Under the white spotlight that resembles a theater stage, there is a man tied to a seat with a rope.

A piece of dirty cloth was stuffed into his mouth, and his wide and fat body was stacked on the wooden bench to form a bloated shape.

The moment he saw Chuanjiang Xun, the man's originally blank eyes quickly brightened up. As if he had grasped a life-saving straw, he quickly howled in his throat.

Imaizumi was stunned on the spot, an inexplicable sense of crisis rushing straight to his scalp like blood flowing backwards.

He remembered this man.

Watanabe, the second person in the Yamashita group, they had just had dinner face to face a few days ago. Later, Watanabe and the remnants who were closely protecting him seemed to have been brought back to the organization by Jingguang.

If the first round of assessment is to confirm his ability to analyze cryptography and analysis, the second round of assessment is to assess his shorthand and three-dimensional...

Then the third round...
Chapter completed!