At night, the city is brightly lit.

The man in a brown coat walked out of the convenience store, carrying a bag and walking among the crowd with his head down.

This environment made him feel so safe that he even moved his residence to a downtown area.

Walking on this bright and human-filled street, his previous dark experience of being dragged into trouble by his friends seemed to be gradually buried.

Last winter, his best classmate in high school found him and said he had a way to make money easily, and he was moved.

The money is indeed easy to make. They only need to wait for news, then go to the designated location to confirm the situation and feedback the news.

But what he couldn't accept was that some people died because of them. If they confirmed the news, someone might die because of it.

Above them, the guys actually directing these operations were all dressed in black.

He wanted to quit, but his friends told him that the people who wanted to quit before were dead, and as long as they stayed and behaved well, they would get more.

Can't quit? What's the point?

After two more missions, they received a new mission that day. His friend entered a building and did not come out at the agreed time. He called but was picked up by a strange man.

He had an ominous premonition, so he immediately hung up the phone and sent the message back to the contact email.

The other party asked him to monitor outside and provide clues, and he did so, but his heart became colder and colder.

That friend of his is probably in grave danger.

If you don't have great wealth, you may lose your life first.

Finally, he made a decision and contacted a high school classmate who was said to work in the Metropolitan Police Department and told him all these things.

He continued to stay outside the building that day, anxiously waiting for the results.

That classmate works in the Public Security Department of the Metropolitan Police Department. I heard that the police saw a suspicious target at a nearby hospital, but unfortunately he ran away.

For safety reasons, he received close protection for a period of time, but the other party never contacted him again.

Those guys dressed in black like crows seemed to suddenly disappear from his life.

He moved to a downtown area and tried his best to move around in crowded places. Sometimes he thought it was just a dream, but the uneasiness would still slowly creep into his mind at night...

"call out"

A bullet quickly approached, penetrated the man's head, and hit the ground.

Even as the blood splattered, the man's face still had a look of emotion on his face.

On the side, a passerby who was spattered with blood stood there dumbly, before he could scream in terror.

At the corner of the street, Isao Takatori didn't stay long, turned around and entered the alley, pressed the headphones on his ears with one hand, and whispered, "Hit the head."

On a building, Chianti put away his sniper rifle, turned around and evacuated, and said to the headset, "Okay, Gin, that annoying traitor has finally been dealt with!"

"Evacuate as soon as possible."

On a nearby overpass with few vehicles, Gin put down his binoculars.

"Evacuate." Chi Feichi also said to Takatori Yannan on the other side of the headset, put down the telescope and cut off the communication, "What? Do you think there is something wrong with Takatori?"

He knew that man. Last time he and Takatori Yano were almost blocked in the hospital elevator because this man contacted the Japanese police.

"Is it time to call Srifowa?" Gin sneered, "If he has no problem, of course he won't think too much about it, but if he has other thoughts, this is a warning."

Chi Feichi turned around, opened the car door, and threw the binoculars in, "It's better to die."

An outstanding skill that can achieve multiple things with one stone.

Gin was not in Tokyo that day, and he was checking people in the zoo organization. At this juncture, Gin would definitely be unhappy because something almost happened to this man.

If he wasn't an undercover agent, he would also be unhappy.

Chianti had been eyeing a traitor for a long time, but because he wanted to confirm the man's betrayal, Gin asked him to retreat, which made him feel unhappy.

Logically speaking, this man didn't know much and didn't need to be cleaned up, but he was so unlucky that Kagu betrayed him at that time. Gin naturally thought that he could clean it up and did it. Everyone was "happy" together. In addition, he was indeed a man.

A warning to Takatori Isao

Don't think that it's over if nothing happens at that time. If you dare to betray, you won't be able to run away!

"He's a troublemaker, let's deal with him so that he won't worry." Gin turned around and got into the car and suddenly asked, "When will Frant go back?"

"In half a month." Chi Feichi said.

"Does she know your identity?"

"have no idea."

"Pay attention to yourself."

Gin didn't say any more and drove away.

As a test product, Frant completed the task perfectly.

It seems that his previous guess was correct, Lark has a desire to destroy beautiful things.

To put it simply, it is

Abnormal, extremely psychologically distorted.

However, Frant did not die and was injured after completing the mission, which shows that Lark will control himself and will not affect the business.

He didn't know why Lark was sure that Frant didn't know, but since Lark was sure, he just took it that way.

Then there's no need to worry about it.

…

Chi Feichi stayed where he was, lit a cigarette, and waited for Takatori Yannan to come back, then carefully thought about Gin's question just now.

Tsk, wouldn’t Gin, an experienced driver, notice anything?

Although nothing happened between him and Frant in the end, he couldn't explain it and didn't need to explain it.

Being misunderstood can reduce the possibility that he is an undercover agent.

Akai Shuichi was able to lurk to that extent in the first place because Akai Shuichi "talked about feelings" with the members of the organization, making that person feel less like an undercover agent.

Being undercover will avoid emotional debt.

The same thing happened between him and Frant this time.

Moreover, Frant would not talk about this kind of thing to others, and neither would he. They would pass it by default, and no one else would mention it.

The reason why unspoken rules are unspoken rules is that everyone knows it, but no one will talk nonsense or gossip.

that is……

Let Frant get injured all over, it will make him look like a pervert.

How about explaining it?

But it seems that I really can’t explain it clearly, and the more I explain, the more it sounds like sophistry.

This pot is very dark and very big, which affects the image very much.

…

The next day.

Japanese restaurant Shuidulou.

"That pot, it's big and round..."

Motegi Harushi knelt down at the table, turned around and chatted with Chi Feichi with great interest.

"Is it still dark?" Chi Feichi said quietly.

"Darkness is inevitable. There are many deep-fried and stir-fried dishes in Chinese cuisine, and stove fire is used. The bottom of the pot will indeed be dark, but the hygiene is definitely good." Haruhi Motegi lowered his head and poured tea. "You must go there when you go to Boston.

Check out this store, it’s in Chinatown. When I went there for the first time, I stood in front of those big pots and looked at them for a long time.”

"It must look good wearing it, right?" Chi Feichi picked up the teacup and drank tea.

He invited him out for dinner and said that he had something to tell him. It was the detective he met in the House of Twilight.

This famous detective likes to travel around the world and dares to provoke Chicago gangsters.

Motegi Haruka.

Not long after he sat down, when Motegi Harushi heard that he was going to Boston, he immediately talked about food, inevitably talking about the Chinese cuisine in Chinatown, and by the way, he learned about the big, round, and black pot...

This guy did it on purpose...

"Back it?" Motegi Harushi looked at Chi Feichi with a strange look, "Mr. Chi, your idea is very... very special, but speaking of holding it up, if you can catch up with the Chinese festival in the past, you can see more

Wonderful activities include dragon and lion dances in Chinatown, where at least two people wear performance props to imitate lions or dragons, which is very interesting.”

"Yeah?"

Chi Feichi's heart seemed to be melted by something, and suddenly he was no longer entangled.

Just take the blame, ignore it, don't affect your mood.

"Yes, I was lucky enough to see it once. It was very lively and atmospheric." Motegi Harushi said with a smile.
To be continued...