Haspel sat down against the wall, opened the menu on the dining table, looked at it for a few times, and then closed it again.
"Would you like to order now?" The waiter who brought him in did not leave immediately, but stood at the table and asked honestly.
"No need, I'll wait for my female companion to come over first."
Haspel tugged on his tie and the collar of his tightly buttoned shirt. He felt that the temperature in the private room was obviously higher than outside. He looked around and saw that there were no windows in the private room, and the overall vision was dim.
The light source is the pair of heart-shaped lights above the dining table.
"Bring some ice water first." Haspel stopped the waiter when he was about to leave.
"Okay, please wait a moment."
When the waiter went out to get water, Haspel took out his cell phone and put it on the table. He first sent an email to his girlfriend asking where she was, and then began to carefully look at the surrounding environment.
Most of the double private rooms in the restaurant are provided for couples. The interior decoration is different from the restaurant, with a more romantic atmosphere. Not only the shape of the lamp, there is also a rose and three candles on the dining table, and there are also stickers on the wall.
With flowers and some notes left by past guests.
Haspel picked up one and looked at it, but found that he couldn't understand it at all. His spoken Japanese level was barely passable and he could communicate with Japanese people effortlessly. His writing level was at the level of an elementary school student.
And his girlfriend has been studying in Japan for a long time, and she is very fluent in Japanese, listening, speaking, reading and writing. If he didn't look at her obviously Caucasian appearance, he would have suspected that she was a girl born in Japan.
When they exchange emails, Iruma uses Japanese casually. Sometimes the emails she sends have a lot of text, which he can't understand. He doesn't want to embarrass himself in front of his girlfriend, and would rather use software to check it than ask her to change it to English.
Come and communicate.
He waited for a while, but before his girlfriend's reply came, the waiter came first with water.
"Thank you." Haspel wiped the beads of sweat from his cheek, took the glass of water directly from his hand, and couldn't help complaining: "Is your air conditioner broken? The temperature is abnormal."
After that, he drank the water in one gulp.
"Sorry, I'm going to check... Sir?"
The empty water glass fell to the ground without being broken, and slowly rolled to the corner of the table. Haspel sat on the chair with a dull expression, not responding to the waiter's call from close by.
The waiter looked at him with a worried look, stretched out his white-gloved hand and pushed the guest's shoulder, but there was no response.
He gritted his teeth and pinched the person with his thumb. After pressing it hard, the person was still unconscious.
The waiter immediately put away his worried expression. His gray-purple eyes looked at the strange guest in front of him without any warmth. He raised his finger and tapped the hidden earphone on one side, and said softly:
"That's it."
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Angstra came here from another private room. Instead of going straight to the CIA agent and the organization's undercover contact who had been successfully drugged, he first picked up the remote control to adjust the temperature in this private room.
Then he walked to the dining table and bent down to pick up the empty cup: "Did he finish drinking it all, or did he accidentally spill the remaining water?"
"Drink them all. After all, it was very hot here just now." Toru Amuro stayed in this private room for a short time, and the sweat on his back had already wet his shirt. He glanced at Haspel and then at Angstra: "
What are you going to do? How can such an unconscious person ask for information?"
Unlike some of his bosses and colleagues, he deeply hates the FBI and CIA from the United States. If the organization can trick them, he doesn't mind becoming a real member of the organization at all.
"I have my own way."
Angstra smiled very softly, with a bit of innocence and innocence of a teenager. He put down the cup, walked to the opposite side of Haspel, pulled out a chair and sat down.
"You can leave. If you stay in this private room for too long, others will come over and urge you to go to work." He said to Toru Amuro.
"..."
One of them was sitting, the other was standing, and one was driving the other out.
Toru Amuro felt that the scene in front of him was familiar, as if he had gone back to the second time they met. That time Angstra was also interrogating others, and his behavior at that time made him think he was a little lunatic.
He was obviously still wearing the childish sweatshirt, and even had a smile on his face that didn't have any murderous intent, but it was completely different from when he was at the B&B during the day.
Angostela is very dangerous now. He is the same kind as Gin. He is a person who has been in the darkness for a long time and his hands are stained with filth. He will not allow others to resist him at all.
"Then I will continue to work...you can call me over at any time if you need me."
Angstra nodded, and Toru Amuro left the private room and closed the door behind him. He glanced at the closed door and did not choose to eavesdrop or install a bug. He returned to the door and continued to entertain the guests.
As he walked past the window, he saw the dog called by Angstra...no, it was a strange man of unknown origin, still sitting there.
Angstra did not tell him the identity of this man, nor did he tell him what he was doing here. To avoid arousing suspicion, Toru Amuro did not ask any more questions.
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Time passed by minute by second, and Toru Amuro looked up from time to time to look at the clock hanging on the wall in the restaurant. It was now 6:51.
He was calm on the surface, but he was anxious inside. 7 o'clock was the time originally agreed upon by the Russian woman, but it was intercepted and modified by Angstra, causing Haspel to arrive half an hour earlier.
If she comes on time and things don't work out for them, how will it end then?
While he was waiting anxiously, he heard two clicks from the other end of the earphone, and Angstra's voice sounded from the other side: "Okay."
Amuro Toru finally breathed a sigh of relief. He told a passing waiter that he wanted to drink water and asked him to take over at the door. Seeing his good attitude, the waiter readily agreed.
He looked around and saw that others didn't pay attention to him, so he immediately walked towards the private room.
As soon as Toru Amuro arrived at the door, the door of the reserved private room suddenly opened, and Angstra stood at the door. He looked inside through the opened door, and saw Haspel resting one hand on the table, speaking from time to time.
Shake your head.
Seeing that the target had regained consciousness, Toru Amuro was shocked and immediately grabbed Angstra's arm, subconsciously trying to drag her out of this dangerous place.
"It's okay." Angstra patted the back of his hand and said comfortingly: "The information has been asked, but he hasn't recovered yet, so you don't have to worry so much."
As soon as Toru Amuro put down his hand, Angstra reached out and poked him, whispering: "I only ate bread bought from the convenience store for lunch, and I came here without eating dinner. I'm so hungry now... You should get off work soon."
Alright? Then I'll wait for you for a while, and we'll go back together and have a meal on the way."
"..."
Toru Amuro looked at him blankly, and he looked back with a puzzled look on his face: "Have you already eaten it?"