MTL - How Real Wine Became the Light of the Metropolitan Police-Chapter 4 people in the house

The policeman after get off work did not have a wooden warehouse, not to mention that he had just finished his vacation.

Empty-handed, nothing more.

Xin Haikong broke out in a cold sweat. He subconsciously leaned his back against the wall, touched the alarm button of his mobile phone, and stuck his head out to confirm the situation inside through the crack of the door.

Total darkness.

But I don't know if it was his illusion, there seemed to be a faint smell of smoke in the air.

It was certain that someone was inside, but there was no sign of being pried open on the door, indicating that the person inside was likely to know him. Could it be someone from the winery?

There's no other way, it's impossible not to go home, isn't that character set collapsed?

He held his breath and slowly pushed the door open.

The first thing that caught my eye was the faint light of fire that flickered in the darkness.

When the door was fully opened, the incoming light also allowed him to clearly see the silver-haired man sitting on the sofa.

GIN.

I don't know if others will do the same, but when Xin Haikong is too nervous, his brain will go blank, and he will start thinking about some things.

For example, there are still three episodes left to catch up with, for example, the daily task in the game has not yet been completed, or a new noodle restaurant has opened on the corner of the street but I haven’t eaten it yet, but I came to such a place inexplicably. .

When the legendary villain really appeared in front of him, in fact, the fantasy of the Gang and the like could not be done. Those who truly live in an era of peace and have not experienced the baptism of fire and blood are essentially different from those who have actually killed people. Whether you admit it or not.

The man on the sofa casually held a cigarette in his right hand. The weak fire light was bright or dark in the dim room. His long golden hair was scattered. The whole person looked nothing special. Inexplicably, it gave people a sense of oppression, like a sharp blade that was put into a scabbard, exuding an unstoppable chill.

The young man leaned against the wall unconsciously, and his whole body was a little shaky. He was still holding the black suitcase tightly in his hand, and his knuckles seemed too pale due to the excessive force.

He looked like he was about to be out of breath, but finally he couldn't stand the cough, he half bent down while coughing, his pale face flushed abnormally.

Seeing this, Gin couldn't help frowning, and smashed the cigarette **** in his hand into the ashtray on the coffee table.

Xin Haikong didn't realize that he was still holding his breath until he was out of breath and started coughing wildly. Really frightened. By bending over and coughing, he put the suitcase in his hand next to the shoe cabinet, and quickly thought about it in his mind.

It stands to reason that he has passed the national civil service examination such a big move, the organization must have known about him becoming a policeman. Gin, you must know it.

What he said to the organization must be to go undercover at the police station. You can see the department he recently transferred to - the Ministry of Public Security's Foreign Affairs Section, which is responsible for the detection of foreign terrorist organizations. It should also be the department with the most undercover value in the entire Metropolitan Police Department. .

The vigilance of a professional group of him can definitely be of sufficient value to attract the attention of the organization, but I don't know why the organization wants him to assassinate this kind of task in this situation.

It stands to reason that an undercover officer at the top of the police system can provide far more value to an organization than killing a partner.

There shouldn't be such a task. This kind of task with exposure risk and danger should not be handed over to an undercover agent who managed to sneak into the Metropolitan Police Department and is about to enter the high-level. It should not be handed over to a rare intelligence officer. , let alone bombs in such an extremely arrogant way.

Is it a trial?

Is it because the organization doubts his loyalty that he arranges such an unreasonable task? Although it is real wine, but it is still suspected, is it because of something you did when your future self went to the past to take a plot branch?

In any case, the target Ishida Eiichi is indeed dead, even if it is not himself, the task is considered completed. Why is gin in his house, are they familiar with it?

He raised his spirits, smiled at the gin, and handed over the right to speak to the other party.

I don't know what to call, I don't know what to say, I don't know what to do, I don't know how to behave so as not to arouse suspicion from the other party, so fortunately, let the other party take the lead.

The man in the black trench coat stood up from the sofa, with a cold face, his eyes locked tightly on Xin Haikong, but he never spoke. The young man's smile carried a stiffness that he didn't even notice.

It was impossible for Xin Haikong to speak first. He stood dumbfounded for a while before closing the door and turning on the light in the living room.

"Mission accomplished well."

·

Xin Haikong lay on his back on the bed and let out a long sigh of relief. The shirt was sticky against his back, making him realize that he had just broken out in a cold sweat. Although it was very uncomfortable, he was too tired, whether it was the encounter during the day or just now.

But looking back on what just happened, it still feels fantastic.

I don't know what my future self did to make Gin so strange. After staring at himself for almost ten minutes in silence, he said, "The task is well done."

The point is, after I said it, I left! That's it!

It seems that he came to his apartment specially to compliment him, but he was facing a life-and-death situation right away. But this also proves from the side that he has indeed completed the task of the organization this time.

But Gin is really weird. He is also an intelligence officer. Does he have a personal relationship with Gin? I always feel that he doesn't seem to have this attitude towards Amuro Toru. Is this the difference between real wine and fake wine?

And how on earth did Gin have the keys to his apartment? It felt extremely unsafe, as if his life would be at stake in the next second. He just checked every corner of the apartment carefully according to the guidelines he found on the Internet, and he did not find any monitors, monitors, or the like. This apartment is safe, if you don't count the gin and the keys.

It's weird again to suddenly move. But the state of the gin is definitely not right.

"Whoo-hoo-"

The phone that was casually left on the bedside table vibrated.

The young man was really too lazy to get up, and turned over to reach for the phone on the bedside table.

The message was sent by a person named L. When I opened it, it said, "Go to bed earlier, don't stay up late."

Xin Haikong's mood, which had just calmed down, was once again turbulent.

What's the meaning?

who is it?

The tone is very close, it should be someone he knows and is very familiar with. It can't be a piano bar, ah! Xin Haikong shook his head frantically, even if the gin is OOC, it is impossible for OOC to reach this level. Who is it, the beginning is really a black eye.

It seems that I am writing a big math problem, and I only give the final solution, not to mention the process. Even the title is half-covered and refuses to be seen clearly.

The previous line-up with Gin was already tiring, and he really didn't have the strength to think about anything else, so he just turned off the phone as if he didn't see this text message.

Turned over and closed his eyes.

·

in another house nearby.

Conan was lying on the bed, recalling what happened today. No matter how he thought about it, it was still a little strange. He couldn't help but recall a paragraph he heard when he was taking notes at the police station.

This passage was actually drawn down by the comics, but it was only a small piece, and Xin Haikong, who had hurriedly skipped it, didn't notice it.

At the gate of the police station.

The young stepmother Hideko Ishida complained, "Why on earth did Eiichi take this train, saying that everything will end, and this happened", while murmured, "I don't know where the old man's will is placed."

Ishida Saichiro shouted at Hideko Ishida angrily: "I knew you were coveting the old man's inheritance. If you didn't have to go to that manor, how could the old man have an accident!"

"Hey, what does it have to do with me, it's not that I let him get on this train, and it's not that he is going to see someone himself!"