Jing Baiye looked at the red square on the map, symbolizing a bomb, and then at the fresh ashes that were still warm in his backpack, and a sense of admiration arose spontaneously.
But he quickly thought of Toru Amuro in the hospital and wiped away his admiration.
"What are you going to do with Moritani Teiji's property?" Jerez suddenly asked.
"You want it?" Jing Baiye looked at him.
"No, you misunderstood, I am not interested in money, and this is wealth you got with your own hands."
Jerez seemed to be afraid that he would misunderstand something terrible, so he explained to him quickly.
"I'm just reminding you that with Moritani Teiji's status and status in the architectural circle, this is not a small sum. You'd better explain it to that gentleman."
Although Jerez often clamored to give up his undercover mission and run away, and often intentionally or unintentionally provoked Gin to dance in his secret spots, he was absolutely loyal to Spiatus.
Otherwise, Gin wouldn't have just failed and left... He would definitely not stop until Jerez was killed.
If all the suspect's assets are missing, the police will suspect that he secretly transferred the property and ask relevant personnel to investigate. This kind of thing will not be announced in the news, so as long as Jing Baiye doesn't say anything, outsiders will not know.
"I've sent an email before."
Jing Baiye clicked a few times on her phone, opened an email she received a few hours ago, and pointed the screen at Jerez.
[You should handle his property yourself. There is no need to hand it over. You can buy something for the loyal dog who was injured for you.]
When Jerez saw the unsigned email, he showed a subtle expression.
Jing Baiye took note of the changes in his expression. This undercover agent was skilled in acting in front of outsiders. In front of his own members, he would no longer let his every move be perfect in his identity as a "good policeman" and would relax a little.
Some, show their true emotions.
"The boss allows me to handle it myself." Jing Baiye took back the phone, "Except for keeping some for myself, I will give the rest to Amuro."
Moritani Teiji is very rich, which is enough to make up for the economic losses caused by Jing Baiye's upgraded map and the bombing of his courtyard.
If he hadn't injured Tohru Amuro, Jingbai Yeguang would have been willing to kill him first and then split him with Jerez for the sake of so much money, instead of cutting him in half while he was still alive.
.
At first, Jing Baiye was very excited about the money and wanted to keep it all for himself and transfer it to his account.
However, before he did that, he thought of Toru Amuro hugging him covered in blood, and the boss specifically reminded him in the email.
In the end, he resisted the temptation and transferred a quarter to himself, while the other three-quarters were given to Toru Amuro.
Jerez was a little surprised by his decision: "Give him so much?"
"He suffered such serious injuries to save me, and this is what he deserves."
As Jing Baiye spoke, he opened his mailbox and sent an email to Scotland, asking how the situation was there.
He had been away for so long in the afternoon. I wonder how Amuro is doing and whether it will be very painful after the anesthesia wears off... and Scotland, he hasn't rested all night either.
"You are very good at dealing with your subordinates, which is very similar to that gentleman..."
Jerez laughed softly after hearing his answer, then he put away the smile on his face and showed an inquiring expression.
"What if, I'm just saying what if, Amuro becomes disabled this time and is unable to perform tasks in the future, what will you do?"
The black Toyota passed by a park where there were many children after school. Jerez deliberately slowed down the car and glanced at Jing Baiye through the rearview mirror.
"The organization will not allow an injured member to leave. If you continue to support him, your other subordinates may be dissatisfied."
"As a boss, how do you plan to balance the relationship among your subordinates?"
Jing Baiye was silent for a moment.
After this incident, he realized that he should not be equal to the opponent's next bowl of water.
——His three subordinates have different attitudes and efforts towards him. It would be truly unfair to treat them equally.
Toru Amuro almost died trying to protect him this time, so he should be nicer to him.
"...You also said that I am the boss and the superior to them." Jing Baiye said slowly, "They just have to accept my decision."
"I don't need people who will disobey me and question me."
Jing Baiye has been working hard to be a good boss. As a quasi-cadre with three direct subordinates and a group of programmer subordinates, he is the first to object to letting them work in 996 or even 007. He gives them sufficient remuneration and vacations, and is usually kind to them.
Will not abuse or beat them.
But he is not so gentle that he shows kindness to everyone. He is willing to treat his subordinates well and give them shelter and help only if they take him and his orders seriously.
Jerez glanced at Jing Baiye again, and the corners of his mouth curved upward.
The car stopped slowly on a secluded roadside, and Jing Baiye saw a police car speeding past on the road in front of them.
"I will send you here." Jerez said, "There are many policemen at Moritani's house, so be careful."
Jing Baiye looked at the system map. It was only two blocks away from the mansion where the afternoon tea party was held last time. The time in the red square above was decreasing, while the white dots were increasing instead of decreasing.
He unbuckled his seat belt, and before getting out of the car, he suddenly thought of a question: "When are you going to the zoo?"
"How can I go just as I say? It all depends on the right opportunity."
Jerez sighed, turned off the navigation, looked at the time, and mentioned another thing: "I'm sure that Ms. Dushanelli can pass the training. What is her future code name? I asked the gentleman, and he said
It’s up to you, the connector, to choose.”
Jing Baiye thought for a while: "Then let's use 'Cognac'. The boss said that the code names of the undercover agents sent out are basically Brandy."
"Cognac..." Jerez muttered softly and nodded, "I will inform her."
Jing Baiye got off the car and waved goodbye to Jerez, wondering when they would see each other again.
The black Toyota left across the path. Jing Baiye took out his cell phone and found that Scotland had already sent him a reply email.
[Amuro is fine, he is very cooperative with the doctor. When will you come back? If you are tired, go back to bed, and I will keep vigil for Amuro.——scotch]
[I'm not tired. We agreed that I would be responsible for escorting you tonight, and you haven't slept all night...]
Jing Baiye looked at the equipment in the system backpack and sent a reply to Scotland.
[...I transferred some money to Amuro's account. It is the property of the prisoner in the bombing. You ask him to check it. I will come back after I finish handling the matter at hand.——angostura]
[Got it. Where are you going to have dinner?——scotch]
[Go back to the hospital to eat.——angostura]
After sending the email, Jing Baiye put away his phone and stared at the map in a daze.
He promised Scotland that he would only kill bombers this time and not anyone else. How should he deal with the policemen in that high-risk house?
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On the other side, the 14th floor of Mihua Yakushino Hospital.
The bed in the ward is very functional. Even if the caregiver is temporarily absent, he can still operate the bed and other electrical appliances in the ward with the buttons at hand.
He was currently the only one in the ward, so Zhu Fu Jingguang left temporarily to contact the Metropolitan Police Department.
After Angstra left, he explained his physical abnormality to the only person he could trust.
In theory, patients should tell doctors their true condition so that follow-up treatment can be facilitated. But this is an organization's hospital, and Jiangu Ling does not dare to disclose suspected memory problems to other organization members.
After discussion, the two decided to undergo treatment first, and then conduct more detailed examination of the sequelae after his health improved a little - at least he could get up from the hospital bed alone.
Fangtani Zero pressed the button to slightly raise the hospital bed to a height that would not affect his waist injury, and then turned on the LCD TV opposite.
Calmness and patience are compulsory courses for undercover agents, and there is no point in being anxious now.
On the bedside table are Jiang Guling's two mobile phones, keys and keychains. The two mobile phones are not damaged and can still be used. The screen of the mobile phone provided by the organization is not even broken and its functions are completely normal.
The keychain Angstra sent last night was seriously damaged. There were cracks on the surface, but it was not completely broken. Only blood seeped in from the gaps.
At first, Fangtani Rei wondered why he kept such a broken thing. Shouldn't he just throw it away?
Zhufu Jingguang showed a strange expression next to him and told him that it was he who asked Angstra about the whereabouts of the keychain. He also said that it was very valuable to him, so the nurse sent it back...
Fangtani Rei, who had no memory of this at all, turned pale when he heard his explanation and could only stay.
…
The only voice in the ward was the host's voice on the TV. Feng Guling waited patiently for Zhufu Jingguang to come back, while thinking about the little devil again.
He will accompany him tonight and spend the night in this ward.
It is very troublesome to accompany the seriously injured. Is Angstra not aware of this because she is young?
Or maybe he knew it was troublesome, but because he was his subordinate and he was injured because of him, he decided to take care of him out of a responsible attitude...?
"Click——"
The sudden sound of the door opening interrupted Jianggu Ling's thoughts.
The person who opened the door was Zhu Fu Jingguang. He did not come in immediately. Instead, he stood at the door and said something to the people outside. Then he entered the room and closed the door behind him.
Fangtani Ling observed his face: "What did you say at the door?"
"Tell the nurse that there will be three dinners here tonight, and Angstra will be back soon."
"Have you contacted him?" Fang Guling noticed the key words.
Zhu Fu Jingguang sat down on the chair next to the bed: "When I entered the phone booth to dial, his email came over almost at the same time, asking me how you were doing..."
Falling valley is silent.
This time was stuck so delicately. If it were anyone else, he would be sure that the other party was monitoring their every move. If it was Angstra...
Maybe it was another coincidence that allowed him to accidentally scare them who were undercover agents with a guilty conscience.
"What else did he say?" Fang Guling asked.
Zhu Fu Jingguang showed a hesitant expression and looked at the bedside table: "Can I use your mobile phone?"
"Okay." Jianggu Ling agreed without hesitation.
Another police undercover picked up the cell phone used for liaison with the organization, opened online banking, took Ryoya Rei's hand and pressed it, successfully logging into Amuro Tohru's account.
He glanced at the screen, and his expression became more hesitant to speak. He silently turned the screen so that Feng Guling could see the balance displayed on it.
Fangtani Rei had no idea what he wanted to do at first. When he saw the astronomical numbers on it clearly, he couldn't help but widen his eyes after being stimulated many times in the past few days.
"It was Angstra who did it. He said he transferred the deposit of bomber Teiji Moritani to you."
Zhu Fu Jingguang turned off his cell phone and put it back on the bedside table, his voice a little low.
"The police discovered that Moritani Teiji's property was missing a few hours ago, but neither the police, public security, nor the bank found any traces of the operator. They could only determine that it was him who illegally transferred it to a foreign country.
Anonymous account...If Angstra hadn't said it himself, no one would have known he did it."
Fangtani Zero was not surprised by this. When his apartment was bombed before, Angstra had stolen Dai Geli's account to compensate him.
As for the public security technicians' inability to catch Angstra's criminal traces... he has long since calmed down.
Jiang Guling thought about the casualties he heard about while watching the news, and felt a little irritated.
In fact, he doesn't care about financial compensation. Angstra went to defuse a bomb to save people last night and prevented greater casualties. He is already very satisfied.
If Angstra had not been robbed, these properties would have been confiscated, and the survivors or the families of the victims would have received a compensation based on legal standards, and the remainder would have been paid to the building holder or confiscated. Now it is equivalent to him taking the money.
All compensation is exclusive.
I'll look for opportunities in the future to see if I can return the money to those people, but I can't do that now.
However, Angstra, who loves money, actually transferred so much to him instead of keeping it all for himself... Jiangu Ling was a little confused, could it be because of guilt?
"Angstra, he really cares about you..." Zhu Fu Jingguang said to him.
Fang Gu Ling looked at him, and he could see that Fa Xiao had other plans: "So what do you want to say?"
Zhu Fu Jingguang sighed softly: "Your attitude towards him...can you change it? He is completely different from those people like Ginjiu."
Fangtani Rei's true feelings were well hidden. He could easily deceive Angostela, the person involved, but he couldn't hide it from his childhood friend who grew up with him.
More than once, he saw Rei Fangtani smiling softly in front of Angstra, and showing a cold look at the prisoner when his back was turned to him.
"The only problem is your attitude towards him. You are too soft-hearted." Fang Guling said coldly.
Hiro, Zhufu Jingguang... Do you still remember that you are an undercover agent?
——If the environment wasn't right, Jianggu Ling would have wanted to ask his family about his childhood so straightforwardly.
But when it came to being soft-hearted, Feng Guling suddenly thought of Angostela's eyes and expression last night.
The vision inside the ruins was dim, but he could still see clearly what Angstra looked like at that time.
That was the first time Feng Gulii felt as scary as Angstra, and he would also panic.
He obviously caught the bullet with his bare hands when he was shot, and continued to eat without taking it seriously afterwards; but after he was seriously injured, he showed such a worried and fearful expression.
In the silent ward, Fang Guling felt his heart was softly touched.
But soon, he suppressed this unnecessary feeling.
The undercover agent will smile at the enemy and occasionally help the enemy, but these are false and just to seek greater interests. He should not have any positive emotions towards the enemy.
Maybe it's more than that.
Fang Gurei added coldly in his heart - Angostela's softness and guilt towards him could in turn become his weapon against him.
The little devil used guilt to tame his little devil Zhu Fu Jingguang, so he can also use guilt to tame this little devil.
This can be done now. This is the time when Angstra feels most guilty and speaks best. He must seize this opportunity.
The moment this idea popped up, Feng Guliu felt a sharp pain like a sudden tearing somewhere in his body.
My heart seemed to be grabbed fiercely by an invisible hand inside my body, and someone was crying in my ears. The voice was too familiar, and every word was full of hatred, accusing him of unscrupulous means.
Fangtani Rei couldn't breathe. He was shocked to find that he couldn't breathe for a while.
Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was speechless by what he just said, was the first to notice that something was wrong with him.
He stood up from the chair suddenly, lowered his head to check Feng Gu Ling's condition, and saw that he was having difficulty breathing. He wanted to reach out to ring the call bell next to him - but Feng Gu Ling stretched out his only available hand and grabbed his wrist to stop him.
action.
"What are you doing?!" Zhu Fu Jingguang was startled.
…No, he didn’t do this!
Jiang Guling felt that it was becoming more and more difficult to breathe, and the hand holding Zhu Fu Jingguang did not move at all.