"Hey, is there anyone?" Qin Shaojie was lying on the sofa with his eyes closed to rest when he suddenly heard the door being opened, and then the voice of Mei Fujiwara came.
"Do you think there is anyone?" Qin Shaojie said without raising his eyes.
It seems that this girl does have a brain problem. When she goes back to her home, she should first ask if there is anyone there.
"Oh, you're so obedient that you didn't even go out." Fujiwara Mei said with a smile, then threw off her shoes in a very shameless manner, ran directly to the sofa with her bare white feet, and sat down on the sofa.
Come down.
"Ahem." Qin Shaojie coughed twice and said, "Can I ask you a question?"
"Okay, except for my real name, I can tell you anything else you want, including my measurements." Mei Fujiwara looked at Qin Shaojie and said with a smile.
"Are you...are you mentally ill?" Qin Shaojie paused and then said.
Yes, this is Qin Shaojie's truest thought.
This Fujiwara Mei looks to be about the same age as himself. Coupled with her personality, Qin Shaojie really can't associate her with the words agent.
Isn't it often shown in movies that agents are disguised as young men or young ladies from wealthy families? Some of the lower-class ones may be disguised as beggars, but the only thing the same is that they are all looking for an identity to hide, but this Fujiwara Mei is in front of her.
.She has a peaceful appearance, but her personality is...well, a bit awkward. Could this be considered a disguise?
"You are the only one who is mentally retarded. Your whole family is mentally retarded." After hearing Qin Shaojie's question, Fujiwara Mei shouted loudly after being silent for a moment.
"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this issue." Qin Shaojie quickly made a pause gesture. Good guy, if she shouts a few more words, the glass will shatter.
"Tell me the information you know." Qin Shaojie asked.
"Okay." When Fujiwara Mei heard Qin Shaojie ask about the mission, she immediately felt like a different person. The smiling expression on her face was replaced by seriousness.
Fujiwara Mei took out a piece of paper from her schoolbag and spread it on the coffee table.
"This is the map of the Tokyo Police Headquarters. There are twenty-three floors in total. Our Chinese fishermen are detained on the seventeenth floor. The seventeenth floor is the interrogation room and there are some temporary cells." Mei Fujiwara pointed to the drawing and said.
"Police officers all over the world are like that. Except for special personnel, they all get off work at five o'clock." Mi Fujiwara thought for a while and said.
"I went to see them two days ago. They didn't take them too seriously. Apart from negotiating with China, they didn't send many people to supervise these fishermen. However, after get off work in the evening, except for the five policemen in the lobby on the first floor, In addition, there is only one person on duty on every other floor, and the seventeenth floor is no exception. However, you still can’t enter through the door, you have to enter from the top of the building.”
"That's no problem." Qin Shaojie replied.
Even if he is asked to enter from underground, he can still find a way.
"The question is, how do I bring them out?" Qin Shaojie asked.
"Then it's up to you. I'll help you with the five policemen in the lobby, but I can't guarantee whether you'll attract attention if you're up there. If you move fast enough and haven't attracted attention, just sit down.
Come down the elevator. I will pick you up outside after I take care of the police in the lobby." Fujiwara Mei said.
Qin Shaojie thought for a while, if there was only one policeman on duty, he would definitely be able to bring him down quietly.
"Okay, that's it. What happens after we get down?" Qin Shaojie asked.
"If you can come out smoothly, then I will drive you to a small pier in Tokyo. There will be someone waiting for you there. Then, he will help you get the required documents and fly back openly."
"Huh? Flying back in an open and fair manner?" Qin Shaojie was stunned. He came here secretly. Do you want to fly back in an open and aboveboard way?
"Yes, haven't you heard? The most dangerous place is the safest place. They would never imagine that you would leave openly after rescuing people, right?" Mei Fujiwara looked at Qin Shaojie and said.
"Okay, is that all?"
"Then what else do you want?" Fujiwara Mei said. Then she picked up her mobile phone and pressed it on the wall behind the sofa as if pressing a remote control for the TV. Then, the picture hanging on the wall appeared.
The abstract painting that Qin Shaojie had been studying for several hours without being able to figure out what it was actually moved to the side. A shelf like a bookshelf was revealed inside. However, what was on it was not a book, but a gun.
Pistols, machine guns, and even grenades.
"Uh, what are you doing?" Qin Shaojie asked.
"Choose a weapon. Don't you use a weapon?" Mei Fujiwara asked doubtfully.
"This...I really don't need it. I use cold weapons." Qin Shaojie said.
"You don't need me to use it." Fujiwara whitened Qin Shaojie's eyes and said with a "very charming" look.
"Here, here is the architectural drawing of the entire building. Every corridor and passage is clearly marked. You have more than a day to write it down. If something goes wrong, you can run out." Mei Fujiwara said again.
He took out a piece of paper from his schoolbag and handed it to Qin Shaojie and said.
"Okay." Qin Shaojie responded.
Originally, he wanted to say no, because even if they found him, he could step on the Tiger Soul Sword and disappear without a trace. But after all, they were worried about him, so they agreed.
"Okay, that's all, I have to do my homework." Fujiwara Mei pressed her phone against the wall again, closed the secret compartment, and then said to Qin Shaojie.
"Hehe, if you're hungry, just call for takeout and I'll do my homework. Hey, college is really hard." After getting down to business, Fujiwara Mei returned to her stupid personality. Qin Shaojie was impressed.
He was stunned for a while.
Sure enough, this girl suffers from schizophrenia.
He grabbed a bunch of takeout business cards on the coffee table and searched for a long time before he found a business card for a Western restaurant that was all in English. Qin Shaojie picked up the phone and called. By the way, he ordered one for Fujiwara Mei.
That night, Qin Shaojie lay on the uncomfortable tatami, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. His mind kept thinking about what had happened in the past year, and something that was impossible to think about happened to him. However,
But he wasn't too worried.
Our classmate Qin Shaojie is currently thinking in his mind, after sending those fishermen away, should he follow the example of Monkey King and cause trouble in Tokyo?
Well, I have to make a scene. I didn't catch up with the battle of the last century. Now that it's here, I would be really sorry for myself if I didn't make a scene. Isn't it often written in novels about nuclear power plants?
They were all blown up. I am not that capable, but I can still make them miserable.