Toru Amuro breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that he was going to hand it over to Zhufu Jingguang. It seemed that Angstra would still let them participate in some "normal" organizational tasks.
Although they are both Angstra's subordinates, he and Fa Xiao still have to exchange information, especially on more important matters. Zhu Fu Jingguang told him that a person codenamed "xyz cocktail" was found in the organization, and he was another person.
An undercover agent sent by a criminal organization.
Catching an undercover agent is a relatively confidential task, and it is impossible to shout so loudly that everyone in the organization knows about it. It would be easy to alert the enemy. At that time, Toru Amuro guessed that the organization planned to hand over this task to Angstra.
After all, he had arrested DGSE undercover agents and CIA undercover agents in the past, and had sufficient experience in dealing with undercover agents... But he had never doubted either of them so far.
Amuro Toru looked at Angstra through the rearview mirror of the car. If he was responsible for investigating the undercover xyz cocktail during this period, then he should be unaware of what happened in Nishitama City.
This is a good thing for hair. Zhu Fu Jingguang has some qualms about taking advantage of Angstra's friendliness. Now he has to track down another undercover agent - an undercover agent from another criminal organization - if he succeeds
, whether it is to the public security side or within the organization, it is a good explanation.
The police had caught members of the organization before, but the previous police undercover codenamed Japanese Whiskey was compromised in that operation.
In fact, the arrest was an accident. When Nippon Whiskey was performing a mission with another member of the code name, he met a junior police officer, who directly called out his real name in front of them.
Japanese Whiskey was shot dead in the street. In order to make up for his mistake, the junior desperately caught the member and sent him to the Metropolitan Police Department... Because the previous undercover police officers were gone, Amuro Toru and Morofushi Kagemitsu were sent to continue undercover.
, sent two at one time for insurance.
The police obtained some organizational information from the other party, but it was all insignificant information and not a single secret.
This organization is very cunning, and seems to be doing evil everywhere without scruples, but ordinary members of the code name don't know much about it. Due to the high level of internal confidentiality, they are completely unaware of the tasks of other organizations other than their own... To get more information
, we must catch model worker cadres like Ginjiu who have a lot of tasks on their shoulders.
As Tooru Amuro thought, Angstra, who was sitting in the back row, suddenly sneezed.
"Did you catch a cold yesterday?" Morohoshi Daisei Toru Amuro said this time.
"No, my nose is just itchy. Maybe Qian Duoduo misses me."
The undercover police officer glanced at him suspiciously, and Zhu Xingda beside him said again: "When you passed out, Calvados mentioned a man named Belmod. Maybe he missed you."
"It's 'her'." Angstra corrected her, "She is my real guardian. She is not in Japan at the moment, so I have to find a temporary guardian."
Angstra rarely mentioned his guardian to them, and Tohru Amuro recalled the fragments of their interactions in the past. If Calvados hadn't told her, they might not have known her codename until now.
It seems that Angostela is just very careful about her own affairs and has a good eye on those close to her... Even if she knew the code name, Angostela still did not reveal any more information, not even which country she was in.
explain.
The three of them soon arrived at the motorcycle shop, and a middle-aged man in work clothes came out to greet them.
Toru Amuro took a look at him and quickly wrote down his characteristics: he was about forty years old, with dark skin, a beard, earrings, a scar on the bridge of his nose, strong and tall, with no fat belly or Mediterranean figure.
As for those hands...
They were still the hands of a pair of soldiers, thick and solid under the influence of war.
"You are Friedman's friend, right?" Scott Green, who speaks Japanese very fluently, looked at Angstra. "You look younger than your actual age. Do you have a motorcycle driver's license?"
Angstra's eyes wandered and she said, "I will take the exam."
"Okay, boy, I hope you can obey the traffic rules."
Scott Green saw that Angstra was not old enough, but he didn't say much and said to the three of them: "You can come in first and see what you like. I have all brand new motorcycles here, which can be used by you."
The two gentlemen you are traveling with will give you a test drive."
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Shuichi Akai followed Angstra and Toru Amuro into the motorcycle shop. There were not many people in the shop, and he immediately saw the man sitting in front of the TV in the shop.
——Timothy Hunter, a former Navy SEAL sniper who was stripped of his Silver Star Medal.
Shuichi Akai, who had read news reports about this man, couldn't help but look at him a few more times. Why was he here?
"...The victim was a middle-aged man in his 40s. According to eyewitness testimony, the criminal carried out a sniper attack on the Asakusa Blue Sky Tower Hotel, 650 meters away from the Suzuki Tower, and successfully hit the victim in the left eye...
"
What Timothy Hunter was watching was not a live news broadcast, but a piece of news from not long ago. That case has not yet been solved.
Shuichi Akai also paid attention to this case. He was able to successfully hit the enemy's left eye from a distance of 650 meters. Whether it was a coincidence or intentional, this was enough to prove the opponent's strength. Especially after the police did not find any clues, this was an outstanding move.
assassination operation.
But what concerned him more was the expression of Timothy Hunter. The once famous sniper's face was very distorted, like the ecstasy of revenge, like the shock of hearing something incredible, or like
The regret of meeting a rare opponent but not being able to fight.
He understood Hunter's mood. He could accurately snipe the target's eyes from 650 meters away. This was indeed a rare and powerful sniper. If possible, he would also like to meet him and compete with him.
"Sneeze!" Angstra, who was watching the car next to her, sneezed again.
"Do you really have a cold?" Toru Amuro asked with concern.
"It's okay." Angstra rubbed her nose.
Shuichi Akai stopped looking at Timothy Hunter. He walked over to Angstra and touched his forehead directly.
"I don't have a fever." Shuichi Akai ignored Toru Amuro's glare, he was almost used to it.
In the past, he had a neurotic brother, a sister who was many years younger than him, a girlfriend who was occasionally neglectful, and a bunch of colleagues who needed to worry about... So unlike his cold appearance, Akai Shuichi knew how to take care of people.
"I know I'm not sick. Qian Duoduo must have missed me."
Angstra reached out to pull Shuichi Akai, and his palm rested on his left hand. The keen FBI undercover agent immediately discovered the abnormality.
This young member of the organization has a roughness on the inside of his palm that is inconsistent with his age... This is a mark that comes from practicing pistols and holding a sniper rifle for a long time.