PNB Chapter 363 I'm Waiting for Someone
Chapter 363 I'm Waiting for Someone
Chapter 363 I'm Waiting for Someone
When Xiao Jiangu left, he hinted that the squad leader died in a car accident, and his fiancée's family did not have a good ending either. It was very likely that his fiancée committed suicide for love. As for the two old people, it was not clear.
A car accident took the lives of four people!
Matsuda Jinpei's blue eyes were deep and dark, and he thought almost in despair that if there was no Furuya, he would lose Hagi first, and then Furuya and Morobushi would lose him, and then the squad leader would also leave, leaving only Morobushi to accompany him.
So can Zhu Fu's fate really be smooth sailing?
He looked very uncertain.
Matsuda Jinpei sneered and let the ash fall onto the car.
No wonder they became close friends in the police academy; it turns out they were just poor souls chosen by fate.
An hour later, Hagiwara Kenji gradually told all the information he had guessed and verified. Matsuda Jinpei hesitated and asked, "Hagi, have you told me this before?"
Hagiwara Kenji's eyes suddenly widened: "You remember?"
"No, I just think that with your personality, it's impossible for you to hide so many things from me." Matsuda Jinpei pointed out calmly.
Hagiwara Kenji nodded repeatedly, his tone rising several degrees. He looked at Yu Junran pitifully and said mournfully, "Yes, little Jinpei, you don't know how outrageous this world is. I've been trying to tell you this information over the past few years. But either I can't say it, or you forget it after hearing it..."
"Xiao Zhenping, when Xiao Jiangu got into trouble, Hagi-chan was under a lot of pressure. Look quickly, has Hagi lost his hair?" Hagiwara Kenji pretended to be pitiful half-seriously and bumped his head against Yu Junran's hand.
Matsuda Jinpei subconsciously rubbed the furry head, then pushed it away unceremoniously, turned his head away, and said awkwardly: "I'm sorry, Hagi, I made you endure so much alone in the past few years."
He could imagine how helpless and anxious Hagi must have been when he knew nothing and was indifferent.
I'm sorry, Hagi, for making you suffer so much.
"I forgive you, Jinpei-chan." Hagiwara Kenji, who is obsessed with looks, looked at the shy look of Yujinran with admiration, and a smile appeared unconsciously at the corner of his mouth. Oh, Jinpei-chan is so cute. Hagi will never get tired of looking at this face.
"What should we do now?" Matsuda Jinpei asked with a frown.
Kenji Hagiwara already had a plan for this. He said, "First, live well. We are the spoils and glory that Kofuku has received from fate."
As he spoke, he puffed out his chest proudly, looking very proud of himself, which made Matsuda Jinpei feel like trying something new.
"Secondly, and most importantly," Hagiwara Kenji said sternly, "protect the squad leader. If every time Kofuku saves someone, he has to bear the consequences, then the squad leader's responsibility will fall on us. We can't just watch Kofuku continue like this."
Matsuda Jinpei tossed his long-extinguished cigarette butt into the car's ashtray and said approvingly, "That's it!"
He was unhappy and helpless: "If the backlash is what makes Jūguro look like now, then the backlash is too strong. How many lives does he have left? When that blond bastard goes crazy, he really doesn't treat himself as a human being. We must hold him back."
Hagiwara Kenji restarted the car and drove through the empty streets, saying, "Yes, he can't forget himself just because he saved us."
He murmured, "Little Jyougu, you need to be saved too..."
The night wind blew away the sound and the car drove away.
At this time, Furuya Rei, who had blindfolded himself again, was already sitting in front of the bar of the organization's base with a glass of bourbon in front of him. He took out his mobile phone and began to handle the task.
After replying to a few emails, he looked at the task email sent to Hiro in the name of Tennessee not long ago, hoping to stop Hiro and at least prevent them from meeting in the next half month.
And next month will be the time when Hiro will be exposed. Three years ago, he cleared out a wave of undercover agents from the Metropolitan Police Department and the National Police Agency, but three years have passed. Who knows if anyone will be caught again or corrupted by money and become a minion of the organization, thus threatening Hiro's safety.
He rubbed the outside of the wine glass thoughtfully. Although he didn't know whether the boss was really dead or pretending to be dead, the title now fell on his head.
Once the news of Hiro's exposure gets out, he will most likely be forced by the plot to issue an order to execute the undercover agent.
We have to find a way to circumvent it.
FBI, it's up to you.
The Whisky Group must be reorganized in half a month.
He took a sip of his wine and noticed that the base was too quiet.
The action team has not returned from their mission yet. Apart from a few people occasionally training, the rest are logistics personnel.
He put down his glass out of boredom and said to the uniformed bartender, "Please make me a cup of coffee, thank you."
"Yes, sir, please wait a moment."
Three minutes later, a cup of hot coffee with a rich aroma was placed in front of him.
After taking a sip, Furuya Ling savored it carefully, his expression filled with enjoyment and unstinting praise: "It's rich and mellow, with a lingering sweetness, a touch of acidity that's just right, and a mellow taste. It has the richness of dark chocolate, the sweet aroma of nuts and herbs, and all these flavors intertwined together, creating a mysterious, complex, and captivating experience that leaves a lasting impression."
He raised his head and faced the bartender, his lips curled up, his voice clear and crisp: "Just like you, mysterious and charming."
The tall and slender bartender with an ordinary face chuckled, but his voice was as charming as a witch's chant. The hand holding the empty glass reached to his cheek, grabbed his face and lifted up his hair.
She shook her head gently, and her big golden waves fell down romantically and sexily, her lake green eyes were rippling, and her beautiful face was radiant.
"You found out." Vermouth walked out from behind the bar with great interest and sat down next to Rei Furuya. She held her chin with one hand and asked curiously, "That's strange. You're obviously blind, so how did you see my flaw?"
Fūya Ling tilted his head and said with a smile, "How rude of you to start by piercing someone's wound."
The corners of his mouth curled up, his tone filled with exaggerated surprise as he asked, "Also, even though I can't see anyone, it's easy for me to find you."
"Amuro-kun." The witch touched her red lips with her long red nails. Every move she made was full of charm, but unfortunately no one appreciated it. "You are so unpleasant."
Her bright eyes stared straight at Furuya Ling, tears flowing in them, ripples forming: "What should I call you?"
Not to mention those distinct personalities, this guy is not as smooth and gentlemanly as Bourbon. His mouth suddenly became so choking, it is very likely that he is a new personality that we have never seen before.