Chapter 188 An Shitou: The Public Security Is Unscrupulous
The villa has a total of two floors and is quite large. Although it has been decorated, the furniture and appliances have not been put in. The whole villa looks very empty. After a brief walk around, Toru Amuro went to the backyard that was said to be very beautiful.
Then, he saw a bare white sand field and a few scattered stones, with very little greenery.
"...?"
Jing Baiye stood there in confusion, feeling that her and Amuro Toru's understanding of "beautiful" was very different.
"This is a typical dry landscape garden." Toru Amuro introduced to him. "It originated in the Kamakura period. Many nobles and monks would build such gardens in their residences. Sand is used to replace water, and rocks are used to replace islands. In the sand,
Patterns are painted on the surface of the stone to represent the flow of water.”
Even though Toru Amuro looks like a foreigner, he knows this Japanese garden very well and continued: "Like music, pictures, and words, it expresses profound philosophy, and many of its concepts come from Zen morality.
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Jing Baiye didn't feel the so-called Zen feeling. He just felt that the courtyard was not beautiful.
Realizing that Jing Baiye was silent, Amuro Toru stopped and noticed that his expression was not good: "You don't like it?"
"I don't like it." Jing Baiye said honestly, "I like to have a pond or more open space where I can plant something."
In his first life, he was in the apocalypse, and there were not many poultry and livestock. The survivors mainly ate various vegetables and fruits. His teacher helped him grow vegetables, but only the teacher ate them. He couldn't eat them at the time, and it was difficult to digest even if he swallowed them.
I will rely entirely on nutritional creams from the training camp.
Maybe it was a habit left over from that time, but he still doesn't like eating vegetables in his second life.
"Then you can modify it in the future." Toru Amuro suggested.
Jing Baiye glanced at the courtyard and finally shook his head: "No, this courtyard has already been built. It will be very expensive to tear it down and rebuild again."
This villa was a gift bought by Belmode for him. It has nothing to do with the organization. It is not a mission reward like the high-end apartment. The cost of rebuilding the courtyard cannot be reimbursed.
"Let's go back." Jing Baiye stopped looking at the courtyard.
Curacao will come over in the evening, and she will definitely not stay in the safe house to let him disguise himself - she will not let Toru Amuro know about the organization's mission in Nishitama City - then he has to finish dinner before she takes him away.
The two left the villa together, and Jing Baiye locked the door carefully. After the furniture was moved in, he planned to place a security robot to guard the villa 24 hours a day.
This kind of robot is very expensive, even if Jing Baiye redeems the blueprints and makes it himself, it will still be very expensive.
If he had done it while he was in France, he would have been able to inspect a beautiful and intact house on his birthday. Maybe some corpses had been made in it and stained his walls and floors, but it was not a big deal. After cleaning and scrubbing, it would be completely habitable.
of……
"What do you want to eat tonight?"
After getting in the car, Toru Amuro asked casually, and heard Jing Baiye sighing next to him.
He was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at him: "What's wrong with you? Are you in a bad mood?"
"It's okay." Jing Baiye didn't plan to tell them about Pan Nuo for the time being. "Let's just make some fried rice tonight. Someone will pick me up around 7 o'clock."
Amuro opened his eyes wide, and he understood what these words meant. He was silent for a moment, and then asked: "...Is it still a mission that I am not qualified to know?"
His tone was very soft, and Jing Baiye looked back, and the two of them looked at each other. Toru Amuro looked at him a little cautiously with those drooping eyes that looked extremely docile.
"...I'm sorry, because it involves other members' tasks, you can't know about it."
"Then will you let Morohoshi...kun know?" Tohru Amuro asked.
Jing Baiye silently looked away. When good-looking people show pitiful expressions, they are more lethal.
But after hearing Amuro Toru mention Morohoshida, Jing Baiye remembered that Shirley needed bodyguards.
His current authority level is A-level, and he can access most organizational information on the intranet, and can go to many secret bases of organizations. However, on the surface, he cannot mobilize code-name members and can only find familiar low-level members to protect Shirley.
Midorikawa Shin has other tasks, so Toru Amuro and Morohoshi Ohsato are left to choose.
Jing Baiye had thought about it when he called just now and found that only Morohoshida could go - because Midorikawa Xin was not here, Amuro Toru, who was also good at cooking, had to stay for him to cook. Moro Hoshida, who was not good at cooking and good at martial arts
Xing Da can send it out.
He sighed in his heart again, took out his mobile phone and sent an email to Morohoshi, and said to Toru Amuro: "No, he has other tasks."
Toru Amuro's expression became sad, and he forced a smile.
"Really?...Zhuxingjun is more powerful than me, and he was sent here by Gin. It's normal for you to choose him first."
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After the blond mixed-race police undercover said these words, he could see the hesitant expression of the organization's junior boss.
Even though he showed a pitiful expression on his face, like that of an abandoned golden retriever, there was no disturbance in his heart and he was quite calm.
The first lesson Toru Amuro learned when he became a public security policeman was to do whatever it takes.
Public security officers are different from ordinary police officers. They care more about the results than the process. In order to achieve their goals, they will even do some criminal behavior that is unacceptable to others - especially now that he is an undercover agent.
When he accepted the undercover mission, he was mentally prepared to hurt and kill innocent people, not to mention that now he only used his words and facial expressions to show weakness?
Angstra is relatively simple, and a proper show of weakness can make him feel guilty. If he were facing Gin, Toru Amuro would never make such a gesture.
I don't know what Angstra was thinking at this time, but he suddenly showed a dull expression. After a while, he returned to normal and stretched out his hand to Toru Amuro's head.
The flower grower next door has a saying that goes, "Men don't touch their heads and women don't touch their waists." This saying is also applicable to other areas.
Most adult men would not like others to touch their heads, but Toru Amuro did not avoid it, letting Angstra's hand touch his hair, and stroked it like an aggrieved animal.
From the intimacy of the movements, Angstra definitely liked herself more.
Toru Amuro judged this. Except for the time when he defused the bomb on Morohoshi's neck, he had never seen his junior boss take the initiative to contact Gin No. 2... That touch on the forehead was caused by Morohoshi.
He heard his junior boss say to him in a comforting tone: "So you know."
"...?"
Toru Amuro was stunned, this was a little different from what he expected...
"If Zhu Xing's various abilities are calculated using specific numerical values, most of them are one or two points higher than yours. You are equally good, but when he really puts his mind to it, he is better than you. Moreover, he is not afraid of killing people or the police, and he looks very powerful.
More intimidating than you."
Angstra took back her hand and showed a thoughtful expression.
"If he wasn't here, this mission would definitely be for you, but it's a pity that he's here... But it doesn't matter. I will find other suitable missions for you in the future. Now drive on. By the way, add an extra egg to the fried rice tonight."
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Amuro Toru's hand on the steering wheel subconsciously tightened, and he gritted his teeth and muttered someone's name in his mind.