Somehow, he suddenly thought of Hideichi Akai.

At this time, if you learn from that guy to light a cigarette, you should feel much more comfortable on the mental level.

Unfortunately, he doesn't smoke.

While thinking, Bourbon sorted out the documents on the table and stood up and walked outside.

After buying a can of coffee from the vending machine downstairs, he planned to go back to the apartment first.

Speaking of which, the organization has not assigned him tasks recently, and he is quite idle in a sense.

But even so, his identity is absolutely confidential, so the two trips from the Police Department cannot be seen by any unrelated witnesses.

Following a secret blockade passage, he quickly walked to the parking lot, found his Mazda, and prepared to drive home.

But just as I sat in the seat in front of the steering wheel, a strange sense of crisis surged into my heart.

Bourbon's pupils shrank.

The police's instinct made him subconsciously want to jump out of the car and escape.

But before he acted, the cold muzzle had already reached from behind the seat and pressed against his head.

"Pick your hand away from the steering wheel and slowly lift it to the top of your head."

There was an uninvited guest in the car at some point, and a relaxed voice that was completely different from the atmosphere on the scene.

It is cheerful, light, without any haze... It seems like a greeting from the blue sky and white clouds, which makes people feel refreshed.

The moment the sound rang, Bourbon could almost guess who it was.

He glanced carefully into the rearview mirror.

The next moment, a smiling face, with a careless look, as if he had seen through everything calmness and casualness, came into his eyes.

Sure enough, it was Keshwasher!

Bourbon was shocked.

You know, this is the parking lot that the public security officer is responsible for...

Feng saw that they were not a good meal.

No matter what, it is impossible for Keshwasser, a giant from the black side, to easily touch it in.

Moreover, when I got in the car, the lock was still good, and there was no sign of being picked at all.

But now Keshwasher is here, which means that not only invaded the police's territory, but this guy was also unaware of it, and he was ambushed into the back seat of his car with his weapons without even destroying the windows or doors?

Bourbon couldn't help but take a breath in his heart.

How is this done?

Superpowers?

When he was shocked and suspicious, Yu Shirakawa pushed forward with his gun, and said to him again without changing his tone:

"Didn't you hear me talking to you?"

"I asked you to take your hand away from the steering wheel and then slowly lift it to the top of your head."

"...After all, you are different from other undercover agents. With two tricks, it's still quite troublesome to resist."

Hearing Shirakawa Yu's words, Bouro was slightly stunned, and then slowly raised his hands to do it.

He reacted quickly, both physically and mentally.

Keshwasher would say this, probably because he wanted to show his identity, break up and kill himself as an undercover agent.

After all, the organization has launched a cleaning operation in the past few days, and many undercover agents have died. It is only a matter of time before it is his turn.

However, he didn't expect this day to come so quickly.

Thinking of this, he was a little anxious to find a way to break the deadlock, but on the surface he still held up a smooth smile, as stable as an old dog, and spoke without any panic:

"Oh, isn't this Keshwasher? We haven't seen each other for a while since we parted in the last memorial service."

"However, you're pointing a gun at me now and making some very unfunny jokes. What's going on? Can you explain it?"

Hearing Boben's speech as if he was about to die, Yu Shirakawa couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth:

"Boebon, you're struggling to death and it's quite like that."

He leaned forward.

"But I don't need to explain this time. Even if you have a hundred mouths, you can't explain it."

"Because I watched you come out of the police department with my own eyes, don't tell me that you, a member of the organization, can enter the police's lair at will in broad daylight..."

"No, let's see how stupid you are."

Having said that, Shirakawa Yu had started playing videos on his mobile phone and placed the screen where the rearview mirror of the car could clearly reflect.

Seeing this, Boben subconsciously looked in the rearview mirror, feeling a little disbelief.

Did Keshwasser also record a video?

But he was completely sure just now that there was no feeling of being monitored by others.

The eyes slowly followed.

At this glance, Bourbon almost glared out his eyes.

As he watched, the picture on his phone was indeed a familiar walk from the police department.

But what made him stunned was that what was played on Yu Shirakawa's mobile phone was not a recording screen at all, but a surveillance screen by the police department.

That's right.

Videos on mobile phones are like clipping frames with surveillance images.

From the corridor of the Police Department, to the entrance of the Police Department, the yard, and then to the exclusive parking lot...complete seamless editing.

The surveillance screen that should be a safety and alertness was then all combined to form a specially recorded clip video that appeared on the other party’s mobile phone.

"This is the end..."

Looking at this scene, even though Boben was very smart, he was almost completely stupid at this time.

Because this is equivalent to Keshwasser having the highest authority to monitor the Police Department, or if there are any organizational responses within the Police Department to send internal information to Keshwasser and send out all the surveillance images.

Of course, it is also possible that Keshwasser has the technology of a super-university hacker, and can hack into the police department to steal surveillance images, and piece them together after drinking a cup of tea to accurately extract the parts about himself.

But this possibility is almost negligible.

Because the hacking technology that represents Keshwasser is already against the will of heaven, so it can break all balances.

After all, no matter what, as an important national investigation department, the Japanese Police Department must have an electronic defense system of about the same level as the state machine.

Unless Keshwasher can even hack the state machine, if he dares to attack the headquarters of the Police Department, he will instantly expose himself, and the loss will not be worth the effort...

Wait, the state machine?

Bourbon suddenly got stuck in his mind and felt that he had discovered a blind spot.

But before he could continue to think deeply, Shirakawa Yu's chuckling voice pulled him back to reality.

"This video can fully explain the problem. If anyone in the organization comes to see it, it will be the same..."

"So Bourbon, what else do you have to say?"

Upon hearing this, Bourbon fell silent.

Although I don't know how Keshwasher did it...

But he knew that when things got to this point, it would make no sense to deal with Keshwasher as if he was stupid.

soon.

As Yu Shirakawa smiled, Bombo took a deep breath, then he was expressionless and his voice suddenly lowered by an octave:

"Keshwasser, you can't kill me."
Chapter completed!