Chapter 294 Bitter wine attacked (two in one chapter)
Morohoshi spoke calmly when he mentioned the shooting, as if it was an insignificant daily incident, but Rei Fukiya was very concerned.
Japan is not the United States, and shootings are rare.
Angstra asked casually: "How many died?"
"Just one woman."
Morohoshi changed his shoes and entered the Japanese room, and sat down on the side: "Because there were too many people at the fireworks display, the police car was stuck in traffic for two hours before they arrived. The case has been closed. The police determined that the result was suicide."
Having said this, he smiled a little, and it was a sarcastic sneer that was very similar to Gin.
"Have the police left?"
"Gone."
"That's good."
Angstra turned around and patted Rei Furuya on the shoulder, seemingly comforting Toru Amuro, who was "afraid of the police." Then he picked up the game console and continued playing without asking any more questions.
Fangtani Ling sat aside, frowning slightly, his intuition told him that it was not that simple.
Although the policy allows people who pass the test and review to possess guns, this process and subsequent management are very strict. Even gangs who step on the edge of the law mostly fight with weapons when they cause trouble, and there are almost no large-scale gun battles.
This case is not that simple. Unfortunately, his identity is wrong now, and asking more questions will easily arouse attention and suspicion. It would be okay if Angstra was the only one around, he would not be suspicious of this, but there is a troublesome guy here.
Thinking of this, Jiang Guling secretly glared at Zhu Xingda.
The more I look at this Gin No. 2, the more disturbing I am - he is more cold-blooded on the inside than on the outside. He mentions the death of others in such a cold tone, and most importantly, he interrupts Angostela's words. Now that he is back, he
It's not convenient to ask.
The stars seemed to have noticed his gaze and glanced at him coldly.
The eyes of the two people collided in the air, sparking a series of fierce sparks. Angstra turned her back to them, unaware of the passionate exchange of eyes between the two men.
It wasn't until Zhu Fu Jingguang returned to the Japanese room after taking out the trash that the two of them almost turned into cross-eyed men before they reluctantly stopped talking.
"Why are you back so late?" Angstra didn't put down the game console and looked up at him.
"Sorry, I just saw a police car nearby and asked someone to ask about the situation."
Zhufu Jingguang naturally crossed the valley and sat down closest to Angostela.
"The stars have also seen it." Angstra said, "It doesn't matter, this case has been closed, we will go out to play as usual tomorrow."
"……good."
Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled on the outside, but he was not so relaxed on the inside.
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When he went to clean up the trash in the room, Morofushi Kagemitsu saw a police car driving by. It happened that Kogoro Mori and Yusaku Kudo came back from outside, so he asked them about the situation and knew what happened outside.
Compared with the United States, there are indeed many fewer shooting cases in Japan, but there are many inexplicable "suicides". This is a shortcoming that Zhu Fu Jingguang had before he entered the police academy.
For example, in this case, he only heard the accounts from two bystanders, and he felt that there were many doubts in it——
It was said to be a suicide. Are there any burns on her wounds? In Japan, a country with strict gun control, why did she specifically use a gun to kill herself? Where did this gun come from? If it was taken from her policeman boyfriend, the policeman also carried the gun with him during his vacation.
, why not investigate him?
The result is nothing.
After the police arrived, they briefly examined the body and confirmed that the time of death was a few hours ago. The most suspected boyfriend was under surveillance at that time, and then the case was closed as suicide.
Not only did they fail to investigate more, but when former detective and detective Kogoro Mori and detective novelist Yusaku Kudo came after hearing the news and asked questions and wanted to help them, they were also told not to interfere with the police's handling of the case and were pushed aside.
Mouri Kogoro couldn't help but feel angry as he recounted the case. Zhufu Jingguang looked at this police academy senior who had resigned early and was said to be very good at marksmanship, and punched the doorframe next to him.
"Damn it!!"
First, his daughter was kidnapped, and then his college classmate was murdered inexplicably and the case was hastily closed. Zhu Fu Jingguang understood his anger.
Such a hasty closing of the case reminded him of Angstra's sister who had ended the case unexpectedly.
Zhu Fu Jingguang loves his job as a police officer and is willing to dive into the darkness for the sake of justice for more people, but he can't help but have questions in his heart——
How many people are there whose cases have been summarily closed like this and justice has not been served?
Could there be an innocent and pitiful child like Angstra among them?
Is the Japanese police really corrupt?
…
Zhu Fu Jingguang's hands were clenched and his nails were digging into his palms.
Feng Guling noticed his abnormality, but just when he was about to remind him not to reveal his true emotions too much, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side and covered Zhu Fu Jingguang's hand on his knee.
The hand was very pale, wrapped in bandages from the wrist, and the palm had rough calluses that were inappropriate for his age.
It was Angstra who held his hand.
"It's okay, Midorikawa, don't worry." Angstra put down the game console and turned around, "If there are dangerous murderers wandering around, I can protect you."
Zhu Fu Jingguang was stunned for a moment. He looked at the serious expression of his guardian, and he knew that he really wanted to protect him.
"……I know."
The dark-haired undercover police officer raised his other hand that was not being held, and gently touched the head of the organization member in front of him, with a gentle smile from the heart on his face.
"I will protect you too." He said softly.
Seeing the two people holding hands as if no one else was watching, and showing off the warmth between the guardian and the ward, another police undercover officer, Jian Gu Ling, felt alarm bells ringing in his heart.
With his reasoning ability, he had already thought that committing suicide by gun is very uncommon in Japan. This case might be a homicide case that was hastily closed. Then he quickly thought of Angstra's past experience.
Jianggu Ling understands the reason why Zhu Fu Jingguang is sad and the little devil's method of taming him - taking advantage of his guilt.
Toru Amuro stared closely at Angstra's hand holding Scotland's. It was impossible not to be envious. Most of his junior bosses touched his hair or back like a pet dog, and rarely shook his hand.
hand.
Although he also likes the intimate action of touching hair, he wants more body and skin contact...
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The murder in the hotel next door did not affect them, so they turned off the lights at 11 o'clock on time during Maoyue.
Jing Baiye slept very well these past few days. He got up on time at 8 o'clock the next day. Seeing that his three subordinates were still sleeping, he went to check on Qian Duoduo and Dora.
Yesterday they slept in the bedroom. This was Amuro Toru's suggestion, saying that the four of them slept together in the Japanese room. There was a serious lack of space and it would be easy to overwhelm the pets when they turned over. Jing Baiye thought it made sense, so he gave them the bed in his bedroom.
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In the bedroom, Dora was sleeping soundly on her belly. Qian Duoduo woke up, saw him come in, and jumped from the pillow to the quilt.
Jing Baiye smiled and squatted beside the bed, keeping his eyesight as level as possible with Qian Duoduo.
"Are you lonely these days?" He touched it, "It's a pity that I can't take you to the scenic spot, it's not safe for cats... If you're bored, I'll send you to the second floor with Mo
Why don’t you go play?”
Qian Duoduo rubbed his palm and barked a few times. Jing Baiye felt that it agreed.
At this time Dora woke up, he touched its head, and left the bedroom holding the cat and the bear.
The other three people in the Japanese room also woke up. Scotland and Toru Amuro were packing their things, and Morohoshi was sleeping on the outermost bed, looking unhappy.
"Did you sleep well?" Jing Baiye was a little worried.
Zhu Xingda nodded: "I'm sorry...I sleep less when strangers are around me. Can I have a Western-style breakfast today? I'd like to drink a cup of black coffee."
"Okay." Jing Baiye looked at the other two people, "What about you?"
"I can do it." Toru Amuro, who was glaring at Morohoshi, showed him a gentle smile.
"It's up to you, I don't care." Scotland replied.
Jing Baiye left Uzuki Room, went to the front desk and ordered four Western breakfasts, then went to Hazuki Room on the second floor and handed Qian Duoduo and Dora to Spiatus.
Qian Duoduo is a precious but normal male calico cat, and Dora is a pet redeemed in the system store. Jing Baiye originally thought he was going to make up Dora's origin, but Spiatus just glanced at Dora's pair.
Wings touched the little bear's head without asking any questions.
"What time will I come in the evening?" Jing Baiye asked.
"It will be fine after 7 o'clock but before 10 o'clock." Spiatus said, "Belmod will come to Japan in a few days, and I have booked tickets for Reiko Akiwa's concert next Sunday. You, she and the three of Scotland will go together.
Let her know about your current guardian."
"Aren't you going?" Jing Baiye wondered.
"I will go." Spiatus smiled, "You will know when the time comes."
Jing Baiye is not a very curious person. Since he will know when the time comes, he will not ask more questions now. He bids farewell to him and returns to his room to have breakfast.
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It's already Thursday, and tomorrow they will pack up and return to Miwa Town.
After visiting Gora Park, the oldest French-style garden in Japan, in the morning, Ibakuya took them to a nearby restaurant that they had already chosen, and ordered the lobster banquet dish with the best reviews.
This meal is a treat for Jing Baiye at his own expense, and he will not apply for reimbursement. It is used to thank them for being willing to accompany him on the trip.
There was a long table in the private room, and Japanese seating arrangements are very particular, divided into upper seats and lower seats, but Jing Baiye didn't care about this at all. In order to make it convenient for the waiter to come and check out, he chose the seat closest to the door, with Scotland next to him.
Shirley glanced at Scotland unwillingly and sat across from Jing Baiye.
Before the food was served, Jing Baiye told her the afternoon's itinerary: "We will go to the Hakone Museum of Art in the afternoon, which is very close to here, and then we will go to Sengokuhara. I heard that the scenery there is very beautiful and is suitable for taking pictures."
Shirley was drinking tea. When she heard the photo was taken, she looked at Jing Baiye: "Gray, have you ever worn the clothes I gave you yesterday?"
"Not yet." Jing Baiye said truthfully, "I will wear it for you tonight."
Shirley showed an excited expression, but she seemed to have thought of something: "You don't have to wear it specially for me to see. Just wait until the summer festival in July and wear it when we go out to the festival."
"good."
Mentioning the festival, Curacao smiled: "Speaking of festivals, the fireworks show last night was very good."
Jing Baiye recalled watching the fireworks with Scotland last night, and couldn't help but laugh: "It's really beautiful, better than what I've seen before..."
When he said this, he paused and his expression suddenly changed.
This is his sense of danger accumulated through three reincarnations and long-term battles. This sense has become like his instinct. Jing Baiye opened the system map and glanced at the ominous red dot on it. The bandage on his right hand suddenly moved toward
It fell off and wrapped tightly around his palm.
He was so careless! He used to only check the map when he went home, but he didn't expect that he would also encounter enemy attacks while traveling!!
"Lower your head!!"
"Bang--"
Shouts and gunshots rang out almost at the same time, and a hole was broken in the paper door. Jing Baiye, who felt the bullets coming straight towards him, tilted his head to the side, and at the same time reached out to grab it like lightning - his palms suddenly went numb, and there was something there.
Caught in his hands.
Jing Baiye looked ugly, he slowly let go of his hand, and a bullet fell from his palm, hit the ground with a clatter, and slowly rolled down to Scotland's leg.
Scotland picked it up, his eyes widened instantly, and Jing Baiye judged its origin at a glance.
"Remington makes 0.38-inch special bullets with a mass of 7.13g - these are mostly bullets for the M37 revolver."
In Japan, most m37 revolvers are...
Curacao reacted very quickly. As early as Jing Baiye reminded her, she pressed down on Miyano Akemi and protected Shirley. She gritted her teeth and said: "Japanese police pistol?"
"There is only one enemy outside. It should be a private pursuit of revenge. It is not the police who have surrounded us..."
Jing Baiye calmly told the situation outside. He heard the screams of the waiters coming from outside. The gunshot not only alerted them, but also alerted other people in the store, such as someone who was undercover because of his status as an undercover agent.
, organizational colleagues shown as white dots on the map.
He could have taken out the pistol from the system backpack at any time and beat the opponent into pieces, but he did not do so. Firstly, it was to avoid greater impact on the next trip. Secondly, he had promised Scotland that he would try not to kill anyone in front of him.
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He would work hard to abide by the oath he uttered personally.
What Jing Baiye cares about at this moment is not who is trying to kill him outside, but that there is a shooting in this store... Can he still get the lobster dish he has been looking forward to for a long time?