"When will the FBI come to your door that you said you would come to?" Laphroaig did not return to his apartment, but sat on the sofa in Shuji Tsujima's apartment, waiting impatiently.
"It's coming, it's coming, don't worry~" Shuji Tsushima answered perfunctorily while holding the game console in his hand, pressing the buttons frantically with his fingers.
The communicator installed next to the door rang.
"Ah, it should be the phone number at the front desk downstairs..." Tsushima Shuji glanced at it and said casually.
Sebastian walked over and answered the phone very consciously.
"Is there something that I need to sign for? Okay, I understand, please let him come up directly." The man with black hair and red eyes had a meaningful smile on his face, but his tone of voice was elegant and polite.
No matter how you look at it, you have bad intentions.
"The person you were waiting for is here, Laphroague." Shuji Tsushima glanced at the red-haired man who instantly became energetic.
"It's finally here." Laphroaig smiled.
When the doorbell rang, Shuji Tsushima put away the game console, not caring about the outcome of the game.
"Hello, please come in." The man with black hair and red eyes went to open the door.
A smile that is full of politeness and courtesy naturally increases people's social favorability by 30%.
At least the FBI investigator who came to deliver something felt like he was a good person.
"Excuse me, is Shuji Tsushima here?" asked a man with brown hair and brown eyes who didn't look very American.
On the street, such a man would not attract any attention.
This is also the reason why he was sent to Japan by the FBI for investigation.
Being conspicuous is not a good thing for people collecting intelligence.
"Master Xiuzhi is inside, please come in." Sebastian opened the door completely and turned sideways to make way for him.
"What is this gentleman's name?" Sebastian asked as he led the way.
"My name is...John, John Baker." The ordinary man introduced.
It sounds like a fake name at first glance.
"This is Mr. Tsushima, right? There is a gentleman who has entrusted Feibao Delivery Service with a mission. We must hand over this thing to you." He looked at the young man sitting on the sofa in the living room who was reading a book, and said politely.
He explained politely.
While looking at the people present without leaving a trace.
The man with black hair and red eyes who opened the door seemed to be a housekeeper. There is always such a role in rich people's homes.
There was another dark-haired man sitting on the sofa wearing sunglasses and a suit. He looked like he was a bodyguard. He couldn't go wrong with this look.
Another man with red hair and blue eyes...
Not like a bodyguard, not like a butler, who is it?
The main target, a young man named Tsushima Shuji, is quiet, but his presence is so strong that people cannot ignore it.
Supported Tsushima Corporation and Aland Enterprises.
The business has spread abroad, and the Sword Art Online login device and other products are also very popular in the United States.
The champion of the World Archery Competition.
Thinking of the information written on the other party's information, the FBI members looked thoughtful.
In particular, his boss Akai Shuichi is also very concerned about him.
His attitude even reveals a sense of expectation towards his younger generations.
Could it be that... Is it possible that Shuji Tsushima will become a member of the FBI?
"Please sign for it." The man who called himself John Baker placed a huge picture frame on the coffee table.
"This is..." The black-haired boy with wild eyes seemed a little surprised and put the book on his lap aside.
Unwrapped the paper wrapping the picture frame.
The appearance of the painting is revealed.
The young man with black hair and blue eyes has a shy but happy smile on his face, standing next to the expressionless young man with black hair and blue eyes, while the handsome man with black hair and black eyes is sitting in a wheelchair with an elder's smile on his face.
The direction of youth.
"It's uncle, Hiroki and me..." Tsushima Shuji brushed his fingers across the frame and sighed.
"When I finished this painting, my uncle was still alive and well." His eyes were filled with complicated emotions.
"This is a gentleman who looks very similar to you and is also wrapped in bandages. He entrusted us to deliver it." John Baker said very cautiously.
Tsushima Shuji lowered his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
It was obviously something sent by the FBI after hearing Shuichi Akai's words, but it was said to be from Osamu Dazai.
This was to test whether he knew Dazai Osamu.
By the way, I wanted to test Dazai Osamu's identity. After all... the FBI until now doesn't even know the name of the man in white.
Otherwise, they would simply say that the man who calls himself Dazai Osamu commissioned the painting from them.
"I understand." The black-haired boy with wild eyes had the same calm expression and tone.
John Baker looked at the other person secretly, but couldn't see anything from that face.
"Wait a minute, I'm going to write a letter. Please bring it to that person for me." The young man stood up, found a piece of paper and an envelope, picked up a pen and wrote a sentence, then put the paper into the envelope.
After sealing it, it was handed over to the other party.
John Baker felt surprised in his heart.
This letter will definitely not be delivered to the other party. It will only be sent layer by layer to Agent Shuichi Akai who is still in the United States.
but……
John Baker did not refuse, but took the envelope with a smile.
"It's a pleasure to serve you." He said.
"Tea, please." Sebastian handed over the tea cup.
"Thank you, but no need. Since the things have been delivered, I will take my leave." John Baker stood up and said goodbye.
"I'll see you off." The man with black hair and red eyes said politely.
He sent the other party into the elevator.
Just then he turned around and returned to the apartment.
"Don't let him die in the apartment building." Shuji Tsushima said casually as he released a few crows on the balcony.
"Can it be made into the shape of a bat?" Laphroaig said, looking at the crow, which was indistinguishable from a real crow except for its red eyes.
It's great for monitoring targets.
"Daytime is not the time for bats to be active." Shuji Tsushima replied casually.
"The night is more suitable for bats," Laphroague said.
"Okay, I'll have it ready for you in a few days." Shuji Tsushima spread his hands and said helplessly.
"Let's see, what choice will this...Mr. John make?" Shuji Tsushima returned to the living room, sat down, and turned on the projection on the wall.
The scene that appeared was clearly the scene downstairs in the apartment.
It seems that those crows must have rested on the telephone poles downstairs.
Mr. John Baker took the envelope, left in a hurry, and got into a car.
There was a companion waiting for him in the car.
"I'll call Mr. Akai and explain the situation." He said and dialed the phone.
While giving the envelope to another companion, he motioned for the other party to open it.
"Mr. Akai, I have sent the painting to the young man as you asked, and I have also tested him about the man in white clothes you mentioned..."
"Yes, the boy's appearance clearly means that he knows that man..."
"Yes, he also gave me a letter and asked me to give it to that man..."
"We are taking it apart for inspection..." John Baker said while explaining the situation.
He glanced at the three crows parked on the telephone pole outside the window, and looked away indifferently.
The companion sitting in the passenger seat carefully opened the envelope.
[Please go to hell.]
"It seems, something is wrong..." the man who opened the envelope said carefully.
"What's wrong? Let me take a look." John Baker looked at the questioning eyes and reached out to take the envelope.
"There seems to be something wrong..." He took the envelope and continued to talk to the person on the other end of the phone.
The next moment.
"Bang--"
The explosion occurred suddenly. The explosion from inside the car killed two people and set the car on fire.
Shuichi Akai heard a deafening explosion, and then the sound on the other end of the phone was completely lost.
The two of them must have died, and the phone was destroyed by the explosion.
Akai Shuichi said thoughtfully.
So fast... As soon as I came out of Tsushima Shuji's house, there was an explosion.
Does it mean...
People from the organization have been observing Tsushima Shuji...or should we say spying on him?