AWB Chapter 761: Falling Valley 0
Chapter 761: Falling Valley 0
Chapter 761: Furuya Rei
On the banks of the Thames, Shuichi Akai squatted by the river, looking at the Mi6 headquarters across the river, hesitating whether to run to ask his parents and colleagues who had hugged him for an hour for help, or go back to contact the Kudo couple and ask Ms. Yukiko for help.
The key point is that the money on him was snatched away by those rogue policemen, and he has no identity documents. Now he is wandering alone in his hometown, and he is afraid that he will not be able to hold on until Ms. Yukiko arrives.
At this moment, a cold wind blew, and Akai Shuichi couldn't help but sneeze loudly.
This earth-shattering sneeze did not attract anyone's attention. After all, it was late autumn in London and it was a time when it was easy to catch a cold.
But Akai Shuichi himself was secretly shocked. He actually sneezed? He could run horses on his arms, people could stand on his fists, he had a dignified body and a handsome appearance, his eyes were cold, and his eyebrows were as dark as painted. How could he catch a cold?
Just as he was thinking about it, Akai Shuichi sneezed several times in a row, which made him a little panicked. What if he really caught a cold? It would be difficult for him to even buy medicine now.
Oops, it's very bad.
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"Brother, give me back the money!" On the other side of the world, cool brother Martin was still urging him: "I've said so much and you're still unmoved. You're so hard-hearted for a hundred thousand dollars. Did I really spread the news? I'll call my aunt later."
Bourbon: Hit me! Hit me now! If you dare to hit me, I will find out everything about Akai Shuichi's family tree.
Although he thought so in his heart, Bourbon now had two choices: one, to end the test plan and deny that he was Shuichi Akai; two, to continue pretending to be Shuichi Akai and pay back the money for Shuichi Akai without saying a word.
One hundred thousand yen isn't a lot, and the trial plan is also very important, but how could he be willing to pay back the money for that bastard Akai Shuichi now!
"I'm sorry, I don't know you, and I'm not your cousin." Bourbon couldn't stand it anymore and spoke up, using a voice completely different from Akai Shuichi's: "I don't know the two people you mentioned either."
"Impossible, if you're not my eldest cousin, who else could it be? Could it be Bourbon?"
Bourbon: Hey! Guess what? I'm really...
Bourbon felt something was wrong. After all, he was not stupid. A few words, less than two minutes, were enough for him to react. It seemed that the other party was deliberately saying something strange and testing him in return.
My identity has been exposed? Is there a mole in the organization?
No, there is another traitor in the organization besides me?
Bourbon played dumb: "I'm not your cousin nor am I the Bo or Bourbon you mentioned. Besides, shouldn't we be concerned about the bomb now?"
Can't this guy hear that my voice is different from Shuichi Akai's, or does he think it's normal for Shuichi Akai to make some other people's voices?
"That's not right." Cool brother Martin pointed at himself and said, "If I'm not your eldest cousin, shouldn't you first be concerned about who I am?"
Bourbon: ...Really.
"Aren't you the mascot of the mall? I haven't been to Rice Flower Department Store for a long time..." Bourbon continued to play dumb, pretending not to notice that the giant egg in front of him was not an ordinary doll costume: "I know, you are a liar."
"Oh, that makes sense." Martin suddenly looked at him with a higher opinion: "You're really not my cousin? Then did I tell anyone about your diary?"
"It has nothing to do with me..." Bourbon resisted the urge to grit his teeth. "But if your cousin is really dead, it's not good to disclose the privacy of the dead, right?"
"But if my cousin is really dead, who can I ask for the money he spent on the brothel..." Martin said in distress, "I should ask that Bourbon for the money and see if he will pay?"
Going to someone's secret crush to ask for money for prostitution, is this a solution that a human being can come up with?
Oh, you're a liar.
And you've already asked me for money... Bourbon pretended to be stupid and asked, "Isn't it possible? Doesn't the person in your cousin's diary hate your cousin?"
"By the way, who is that Bourbon? Bourbon... seems to be the name of a kind of wine, right? This name shouldn't be Japanese, right?"
To be precise, Bourbon was first a place name in the United States, and then it was used to name a type of whiskey. However, it later became more well-known as a liquor than as a place name.
Martin: "I don't know what's going on. My cousin and that Bourbon seem to be playing some game. Bourbon is a code name, and my cousin himself also has a code name called Rye. The real identity of that Bourbon seems to work in the Metropolitan Police Department, right? His name seems to be Furuya..."
WTF——! Bourbon——whose real identity is the Public Security Bureau, was shocked: Akai Shuichi, you idiot, when did you find out my past? And you even wrote it in your diary! Who writes a diary?
The situation changed instantly. Now, the most urgent task for Furuya Rei was no longer to continue the test plan. It was to keep it secret. He had to stop the egg from spreading these things, especially from being discovered by the organization. Otherwise, the organization would rather believe it than not believe it!
"Really? A policeman?" Furiya Ling pretended to be surprised. Martin only said 'working in the Metropolitan Police Department', and he would not be so stupid as to say the word 'public security': "To have contact with the police, your cousin's identity must be extraordinary, right?"
"Of course." The chubby egg proudly put his hands on his hips and said, "My cousin is so awesome, he's from the FBI! An American policeman and a Japanese policeman, they have such a great CP feeling!"
I fuck your sister! Furuya Rei's expression was almost unbearable: "Are they really in that kind of relationship? What does your cousin's diary say?"
"That Bourbon is 'zero.'" Martin said seriously, "The eldest cousin is 'one.' It must be that kind of relationship, right?"
It's the kind of relationship that your sister has! Furuya Rei was complaining in his heart: When my parents named me, who could have thought that more than 1 years later, the two numbers 0 and would have such a relationship!
And Akai Shuichi, why don’t you call yourself any other name? Why do you call yourself One while I’m Zero? You must be doing it on purpose!
Although he was complaining in his heart, Furiya Ling was also thinking calmly at the same time. He gradually realized that the "diary" mentioned by the big egg next to him might be something else that he mistook for a diary, and he misinterpreted the contents!
"Your cousin's diary is all about him and that policeman?"
"That's the only part I can understand." Martin saw what the other party was thinking, and continued to say in line with Furuya Rei's guess: "There are also some strange names, each with some strange numbers behind it... Maybe the cousin owes others a lot of money!"
That's right! That should be the notebook that Akai Shuichi used to record secrets. Everything he investigated and the secrets he kept were all written down in it!
Then the scumbag cousin of Shuichi Akai found the notebook and interpreted it randomly, thinking it was Shuichi Akai's diary.
As for Akai Shuichi? Now Furuya Rei believes that Akai Shuichi is definitely dead, completely dead.
If I want to plan a fake death, and I have such a deceitful cousin, the first step of the fake death plan is to shut this thing's mouth, either to silence him or to kill him.
So this person...this egg is still alive and kicking, but Akai Shuichi must be dead, and his death was very sudden.
There is no time to mourn for Akai Shuichi! The important thing now is to get Akai Shuichi's notes, especially not to let the organization know about the existence of the notes!
Fūya Rei raised his hand, pushed away the hand of the egg that was on his shoulder, and tried to put his hand on its shoulder - just now it was the egg that was afraid that it would run away, now he was afraid that it would run away.
However, this touch did not catch the slippery body, but instead pushed it and pushed the egg away.
Fūya Ling was stunned. When he pushed the egg away just now, he felt very little resistance... This egg is so light! No wonder it could rest on my shoulder without me noticing it at first. It weighs no more than 40 kilograms!
What on earth is this cousin of Akai Shuichi? Hollow? A child?
"Hey, what are you doing?" asked Martin who was pushed away.
"It's just a misunderstanding." Furiya Rei grabbed the arm of the swindler: "Actually, I'm a mystery fan..." "Oh! I understand." Martin interrupted his chant: "You want to meet the snoring Maori Kogoro, right? Come on, I'll take you to get his autograph."
As he said that, Martin was about to pull the other person towards Kogoro Mouri.
Why should I know him? I want that notebook!
Fōtani Rei exerted force with his feet and stayed firmly on the ground. The cool guy Martin, who weighed only more than 30 pounds, couldn't pull it at all.
"I really want to meet Mr. Maori, but that's not what I want to talk about." Furuya Ling said quickly: "I mean, your cousin's diary seems to have a lot of mysteries. As a mystery fan, I am very interested. Can you please lend it to me? I seem to look a lot like your cousin. Isn't this a rare fate?"
"That won't work." The giant egg leaned back, as if to avoid Furuya Rei. "I gave you the diary. What can I use to ask my cousin for money?"
Still thinking about money!
Fūya Rei took a deep breath and said, "How about this, I'll give you 100,000 yen, and you can think of it as your cousin paying you back, and then you can lend me the diary, okay?"
"Well... the contents of the diary are my cousin's personal privacy..." Martin said in embarrassment: "It costs extra money."
"Two hundred thousand."
"Deal." Martin agreed readily: "I'll go back and make a copy of the diary and give it to you in the evening."
A photocopy? How can that be possible?
Furiya Ling hurriedly pulled him back and said, "Wait, I'm afraid the mystery inside cannot be reproduced by photocopying. Please give me the original."
"The original..." Martin seemed to think seriously about it: "The original will cost one million."
A well-shaped figure appeared above Furuya Ling's head: "It's just a diary, it's not worth that much money."
Although the organization had not issued funds in the past month, he could certainly come up with one million. But being able to come up with it did not mean that he had to tolerate being ripped off by others who raised their prices.
Martin said confidently: "But you want to."
Jiang Guling: "Two hundred and fifty thousand."
Martin: “One million.”
Furiya Rei: “Three hundred thousand.”
Martin: “One million.”
Fūya Rei gritted his teeth and seemed to have offered his highest price: "Five hundred thousand!"
Martin: “One million.”
"You won't bargain at all!? Not even a dollar lower?"
Martin looked a little embarrassed: "Emm... then, two million?"
Fūya Rei sighed: "Forget it, I won't buy it."
If you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust. When things here are over, I will tear off my disguise and follow you! I will go to your house and steal the diary!
"Oh." Martin took out a notepad from somewhere, wrote a string of numbers on it and gave it to Rei Furuya: "Whenever you want to buy it, transfer the money to this account. Then go to Beika Park that night, go in and take the second path on the left. Count the sixty-six trees and three trash cans as you walk. Draw a perpendicular bisector on the line connecting the sixty-sixth tree and the third trash can, extend it towards the direction of the artificial lake and pass under the street lamp. We'll meet there and I'll give you my cousin's diary."
"Heh." Furuya Rei told you to forget about it: "I'm not as interested in it as you think."
The two men went their separate ways. Fūya Reiichi slapped his head, remembering that he had not yet stolen a cell phone to tell Mouri Kogoro his reasoning, and then quickly turned around to steal the cell phone.
Martin returned to Kogoro Mori.
With the help of Akemi Miyano and Dr. Agasa, two heads are better than one. Kogoro Mori has already discovered the strange creases on the red T-shirt. After folding the clothes along the creases, he found that the clothes were in some strange postures.
But it was obvious that none of the three knew the flag language, so they hadn't thought about the next step and were now looking at the clothes on the ground in worry.
"Hey! Ha!" Kogoro Mouri directly imitated the movements on the T-shirt, making circles in the air with his arms.
"HENSHIN!" There is a Martin behind him, making sound effects for Maori Kogoro: "Beep, beep, beep... rabbit! egg! best match! Are you ready?"
"What are you doing?" the fake bomb man complained. The 'criminal' who planted the bomb wanted to solve the mystery of the sender's identity, and Maori Kogoro's research on the code on the T-shirt made him feel uneasy, fearing that Maori Kogoro had directly cracked the code.
"I'm trying to see what's hidden behind these actions...ah!" Kogoro Mouri answered subconsciously, then turned around and found that it was the bomb-swindler who was snooping around him.
"Didn't I tell you to stay away from us?" Maori Kogoro accused the other party: "You still have a bomb tied to your body!"
"Okay..." The man ran to the corner frustrated and dejected.
Miyano Akemi and Dr. Agasa pulled Martin's arm anxiously, obviously wanting to ask about Scar Akai.
"He's a nice guy, much friendlier than my cousin," Martin said. "I even negotiated a million-dollar deal with him."
"Business?" Dr. Agasa felt that he must not have woken up yet.
"Yes, I'm going to sell him the phone book."
The telephone directory, a product of the dial-up telephone era, printed many names and numbers of public agencies, which perfectly matched Martin's previous description of his cousin's diary: strange names followed by a string of numbers.
(End of this chapter)