MTL - How Real Wine Became the Light of the Metropolitan Police-Chapter 91 suspended animation

"Mr. Gugu?" Feng Jianyu also got up from the bed with difficulty, pulled the glasses over his face, and glanced at the time on the phone.

Three in the morning.

As expected of Mr. Furuya, he is still working hard at this point. If it weren't for this phone call, Feng Jian would not be able to get up at all.

"Tell me about everything you encountered today." On the other end of the phone, Amuro clenched the phone tightly and whispered.

He had just returned from the hospital, and Rum finally held his hand tightly, repeatedly threatening him to kill Xin Haikong, even giving the final announcement that either Xin Haikong would die or he would die.

As a member of the organization and a "loyal" intelligence officer under Rum, he could only accept this task "without hesitation", pretending that he would do it well. But he asked Rum to give him a little more time on the grounds that there were police guarding the new sea and air and it was inconvenient to do it.

But as soon as he left the hospital, he immediately drove to an unfamiliar neighborhood and contacted Yuya Kazami from the phone booth on the side of the road.

Rum doesn't schedule tasks like this for no reason.

On the one hand, as the target of being killed, Xin Haikong is a rare talent, who can sit in the position of the police at such an age, and no qualified leader will directly abandon him. Rum's original plan was obviously to win over Xin Haikong, something beyond his control must have happened that stimulated Rum. If he hadn't been thoroughly offended, the old guy wouldn't have changed his plans immediately.

On the other hand, the fact that Rum chose himself as the executioner is also worth pondering. Does Rum simply want his "neighbor" to kill someone nearby, or... he has already suspected him.

"According to your instructions, Mr. Furutani, we blocked the main entrance of the Metropolitan Police Department's SAT, and had a standoff with the other party's armed forces. But it didn't take long for an explosion to occur there, and the other party's original armed forces quickly collapsed. , our people managed to get inside the lab."

"Explosion?" Amuro repeated frowning. Who made the explosion? Is there a third party he doesn't know about?

"Yes. After we broke in, we found that all the data in the laboratory had been transferred by the other party. They seemed to have escaped to an underground passage, but the entrance of the passage was blocked by the gravel caused by the bomb. way to catch up."

Hmm... It seems that this explosion should have been specially set up by Rum and the others in order to stop the police's pursuit, but I don't know if it was originally planned or if there was something wrong with the device of the bomb. The bomb exploded just after Rum and the others entered the underground passage, causing Rum and Rum's subordinates to be injured.

It's really embarrassing, but it doesn't make sense to turn the gun to kill Xin Haikong because of this, right?

"And after that? Did you explain to the Metropolitan Police as I said?" Amuro asked.

Long before he dispatched the police, he had already thought of an excuse in advance—the police followed the surveillance to find this wilderness, accidentally encountered a car transporting experimental products, followed the car all the way to the laboratory, and finally destroyed the laboratory.

The laboratory will update the experimental items every day from 3:00 to 5:00 in the afternoon, and the police have indeed used this method to sneak in. It makes perfect sense logically.

"…"

Feng Jian on the other end of the phone seemed to pause for a while and didn't answer directly.

Toru Amuro's heart froze immediately. "What do you mean? Didn't you say that?"

"I was going to say that, but the person who delivered the news thought this reason was too outrageous, so he changed his words temporarily and changed it to another reason." Feng Jian replied with some guilty conscience.

"What's the reason!" Anshitou really started from his heart, and he had already said it so clearly, how could there still be omissions! Rum must have listened to this new reason to kill Xin Haikong.

"The excuse that person used was... the kidnapped hostages had a locator on them. The police located the whereabouts of the hostages in real time. In order to rescue the hostages, they destroyed the den."

In one breath, I raised my throat, and it was blocked in there, neither in nor out.

Amuro Toru really wanted to be amused by this group of pig teammates who were good at making their own decisions.

The same is the rescue, the reason he prepared is the surveillance and the transport vehicle, both of which are Rum's own omissions. Even if Rum knew about it, he was just simply annoyed by the pervasiveness of the police.

Look at the reason given by the public security, Xinhaikong has its own locator. Since they all have their own locators, it's not just telling Rum clearly:

I, Xin Haikong, knew that the police could find this place long before I came here. The conversation between you and I was just procrastination, falsehood, and pranking you. I don't want to join your broken organization at all, just wait for the police to find your happy hometown.

If he is Rum, it is not an exaggeration to be furious. No wonder such a task is issued.

It's amazing! I didn't even think about the slightest bit from the victim's standpoint.

The blond-haired youth had a cold face, resisting his anger and once again told Kazami on the other side of the phone.

"Be sure to leave enough people to guard the new sea and air. From day to night, from the apartment to the Metropolitan Police Department, change three shifts a day, at least two people per shift, and carry guns throughout."

He had to act as if the police were still guarding Xin Haikong, so that Rum didn't dare to attack casually, and he also made an excuse for his delay in attacking.

Toru Amuro hung the microphone heavily on the shelf.

At this point, he can't really kill Xin Haikong.

But Rum has made it clear that he wants to kill Xin Haikong, and even if he doesn't do it, someone else will do it sooner or later.

What should I do?

Amuro walked out of the phone booth, got into the car, put his hands on the steering wheel, and fell into deep thought.

The cold air of the winter night was pervasive, causing him to tremble unconsciously.

Few of the people that Rum has targeted have managed to escape in the end. The new sea and air has been regarded as a target, and it may be in danger at any time.

His hands slowly clenched the steering wheel, his eyes wandering aimlessly and repeatedly wandering the empty, silent streets.

In fact, instead of waiting for Rum to send new people to assassinate Xin Haikong, it is better to end this task completely in his hands.

Only he can truly ensure the safety of Xinhaikong.

·

early morning.

The winter sun came out late, and it was only after seven o'clock that there was a faint sunlight sneaking into the room through the gauze curtain.

Because of the previous unpredictable disaster, Xin Haikong was once again "on holiday".

A morning without work is the dream of all social animals. He struggled until 8:30 on the warm and soft big bed, and finally couldn't bear the constant growling of his stomach, so he decided to get up and go downstairs to look for food. But when he hastily put on a down jacket and opened the door to prepare to go out, he unexpectedly looked at Amuro, who was leaning against the corridor opposite the door.

"Mr. Amuro?"

Xin Haikong tilted his head in confusion and looked at the person who suddenly appeared in front of his house.

The blond young man leaned against the railing in the corridor, his black coat was stained with fine dew, his hair was slightly damp, his face was pale, and his lips were bloodless, as if he had been standing outside in the cold for a long time.

How long has this guy been standing in front of his house? Isn't it your old home next door? You don't have to go home.

"Xinhai." The blond young man stepped forward eagerly, and a faint light shot out from his purple-gray eyes.

"What, what are you doing?"

A bad premonition came to mind, and Xin Haikong faintly felt that something was not right. He grabbed Amuro's hand first, and said with concern: "It's too cold outside, so let's go ahead and talk. In fact, if Mr. Amuro comes to me, you can call me directly."

Amuro Toru obediently followed into Xin Haikong's house and sat on the familiar sofa.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the closet that he had rummaged through before and was restored to its original state, feeling a little guilty. When he suspected the junior before, he searched the junior's house like a house-breaking robot, but fortunately, he recovered one by one.

Xin Haikong brought a cup of hot water from the kitchen and placed it in front of Amuro Toru. He could guess what this guy was thinking just by looking at Amuro Toru's expression. It is nothing more than when he suspected him before, while he was in prison, he ran in and searched his home.

This was already expected by Xin Haikong. After all, with Toru Amuro's vigilance, it would be strange not to search. Anyway, there is nothing in his home, and he is not afraid of shadows, so it doesn't matter if he searches.

"Is there something wrong with Mr. Amuro coming to see me?"

What kind of thing made this guy wait at the door early in the morning.

"I want to ask you to do something." Toru Amuro sat upright, a little hard to say. But things have to be resolved. He gritted his teeth and said, "I want you to fake death."

"suspended animation?!"

The black-haired youth leaned back in surprise, his amber eyes widened involuntarily, and he almost fell off the chair.

This guy really does a lot of tricks. What is the new trick of suspended animation? Didn't they all no longer doubt him, why should he be suspended?

Wait, in general, suspended animation is often to avoid real death.

Rum is going to kill him.

It should be so. This old guy has a really quick temper, and after being put together, he hurriedly wanted to kill. But how did Amuro know so clearly? Anshito would propose the method of suspended animation. It must have reached the point where things were irreversible. What kind of situation would make Anshito have this idea? What kind of situation is it, it will make Toru Amuro think that it is completely incomprehensible.

Could it be that... Rum asked Amuro to kill him?

This is interesting, is Rum finally beginning to doubt Amuro?

Xin Haikong came back to his senses, showing a dumbfounded expression, and responded, "I'm so good, why do I have to fake death?"

Amuro glanced around awkwardly, and said helplessly, "Last night, I went to see Rum."

"Rum?" Xin Haikong stepped forward and repeated the name in a questioning tone.

"It's the person who kidnapped you that day." Amuro realized that he hadn't made it clear to Xin Haikong. The information he told Xin Haikong after cutting and cutting it was appropriate for the situation at the time, but it was not enough to deal with the next thing to face.

Toru Amuro sat up straight, looked at the junior in front of him, and explained slowly:

"This huge multinational organization is actually divided into two factions implicitly and implicitly. The M we have been investigating before belongs to one of the factions, and they are more radical. For the convenience of memory, you can directly understand them as radicals. The opposite of the radicals is the conservatives. The leader of the conservatives who kidnapped you yesterday was the leader of the conservatives, code-named Rum. In this organization, I belong to the conservatives in name, and I am Rum's subordinate."

"Radicals and conservatives?" Shinkai nodded thoughtfully. Before, he only had information that he had derived by himself, and he faintly sensed that there seemed to be opposition in the organization, but now Anshitou has clarified it for him.

Gin is a radical, is rum a conservative? But it always feels like Rum's fanaticism for organization is far more than gin, and where does this distinction come from.

"Radical... do you mean being a little more radical in what you do?"

Amuro frowned, a little difficult to answer, he hesitated for a long time, and finally just shook his head. "It's not that simple, my understanding is that the operation of an organization is like striding forward on a planned path. Conservatives follow the rules, they must strictly follow the original path, and sometimes even stick to the old rules. Radical The faction often stretches out new branches in unimaginable places. It is difficult to say which of the two factions is more radical than the other, but in the organization, conservatives still have the majority.”

Stick to the rules and break new ground.

Is this the influence of your future self?

Split the organization into two opposing factions... What do you want to do in the future of the new sea and sky?

"So I was kidnapped by that Rum because of the struggle between the two factions? Because Rum doesn't like M?"

"Almost, that's what I guessed. Speaking of that, last night, I met with Rum, and he arranged a new task for me." Amuro paused again, he had never done this before. It was a bit of a twist, but it was too much to say that he was going to kill him in front of the junior. Not to mention that he had just hurt the younger generation before.

"Could it be because of this mission, Mr. Amuro, you asked me to fake death? What mission? Is Rum going to kill me?" Ask the truth.

Amuro opened his eyes wide in shock, for a while he did not expect the younger generation to be able to guess so accurately. He unconsciously avoided Xin Haikong's eyes and said in a low voice, "It's worse than this, Rum wants me to kill you."

Sure enough, it was exactly as he guessed. Amuroto has been suspected by Rum. Rum apparently wanted to kill him, but he was actually testing Amuroto's identity.

It's just... suspended animation? How could he fake death?

He is really dead, and he will not fake death.

Once suspended, it means that he is likely to be removed from the mainline comics. He has now found out that all the plot nodes are the plot nodes of the comics, which means that everything in this world, even his mission, is inextricably linked to the comic plot.

As long as he is still a character in the main plot, all his actions and experiences will follow a certain logic. And once you break away from the main line of the comics, it means giving up your life-saving trump card. How many episodes can the passerby in the world of Ke Xue live? I'm afraid the dead person in the next episode will be him.

It is absolutely impossible for him to agree to the plan of suspended animation.

How to refuse it within a reasonable range?

"So... Mr. Amuro wants me to feign death to escape the pursuit?" The dark-haired young man's face showed a trace of melancholy, his brows were wrinkled, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Yes. You are now being targeted by both Rum and M. Rum wants to kill you, and M also has some kind of intention for you. Either side will cause harm to you. I have arranged for the police to guard the Downstairs, to protect you at all times, but it won't last long."

"I thought about it for a long time, the only way is this. If you are willing to 'die' in my hands on the bright side, you can get out of this terrible situation surrounded by enemies and continue to live safely in the dark here."

Toru Amuro's words began to flow.

Xin Haikong frowned, trying to interrupt but failed to interrupt. He can no longer think about this problem with the original character of the justice police.

"I will arrange for the public security to help you prepare for your new identity and protect your future life, but you may need to go abroad temporarily to avoid the limelight. But I promise this is only temporary, and you can come back when we bring down this organization. . I've amassed a lot of evidence that rum is illegal now, and it won't be long—"

"Mr. Anshi!" The young man raised his voice sharply and shouted.

Anshitou's words were interrupted, and he looked up in surprise, only to find that the young man sitting on the opposite chair had a rare expression on his face, staring at him seriously.

"Is there only a solution to suspended animation?" The black-haired youth looked ugly, and his amber eyes stared at Toru Amuro quietly.

"If I die, it means that I have to abandon my former friends, my current life, my social identity, and everything I have in the past 20 years, turning my short life into nothing. I'm not a police officer, I'm not a special agent, and I'm not saying that I can be resurrected after a suspended animation. I'm just a layman. Mr. Amuro, have you considered this?"

Amuro trembled inwardly.

He really knew that. Once suspended, it means that the new sea and air will abandon everything that exists.

The younger generation is not an undercover lurking in the dark, he is the youngest police officer in the history of the Metropolitan Police Department, who has been walking in front of the world in an upright manner.

The death of the younger generation will definitely stir up a thousand waves. The media, the public, colleagues of the Metropolitan Police Department, former friends, and family members of younger generations, if they really want to fake death, all these people will be kept in the dark. Even if the organization can really be defeated in the end, it is almost impossible for the younger generation to restore their original reputation. Not to mention that he doesn't have full confidence at all right now.

But even so, he still felt that, compared to all this, isn't it more important to live?

Toru Amuro raised his head and put his hand on the shoulder of the junior. "If you don't feign death, under Rum's pursuit, you will die!"

"But how am I supposed to fake death? Could it be that Rum and M don't know our actions? Like you said, M has been undercover in the Metropolitan Police Department, but we don't know who he is. He may be you , it's me, it's the Miki police department, it's Matsuda, it's Takagi, it's anyone we meet on the street. Even if we can fool Rum with fake death, we can really fool M who has been hiding in the dark ?"

"…"

Amuro was at a loss for a moment. M is like an insurmountable mountain, firmly pressing in front of their path.

Seeing that the brainwashing was about to succeed, Xin Haikong secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that this guy's head would get hot, and he had to let him go to suspended animation.

"What if we prepare a plan, a plan that only the two of us know?" The blond youth's eyes suddenly lit up. "It's up to me to 'kill' you with my own hands."

"... Then, Mr. Amuro, wouldn't you be regarded as a murderer?"

"It doesn't matter at all, the police will find a way to exonerate me." The blond young man seemed to be very satisfied with his plan and said quite confidently. "And... Actually, this time Rum asked me to kill, not necessarily because he was trying to test my mind."

After all, he is also a police officer, so can you take a long-term view?

Does it have to be if he faked death?

Can't you fake death?

Or join forces to kill Rum. Xin Haikong twitched the corners of his mouth helplessly.

Wait, why couldn't he just use Amuro's hand to kill Rum? That winery...isn't it his winery?

Good idea, how to provoke better.

The black-haired youth frowned slightly, and said with some worry, "That Rum, has he begun to doubt your identity?"

Amuro nodded. "In the missions I have performed in the past, it is rare to get rid of a person in such a straightforward manner. Although there is no evidence left in this rescue operation, there is no guarantee that the other party will not suspect me."

Xin Haikong's eyes lit up, and the whole person moved closer to Amuro Toru.

"If that's the case, why do you have to fake my death? Mr. Anshi also faces the risk of being suspected and exposed. Your situation is actually no better than mine."

"Then... I'm going to feign death?" Anshitou asked suspiciously, "But your danger is still not lifted."

"I mean, why do you have to revolve around 'feigned death'? If you can't escape the danger, you can actually try to start from the source of the danger."

For example, kill Rum directly.

The black-haired youth raised his head, and there was a hint of anticipation in his amber eyes.

"Are you going to arrest Rum?" Amuro hesitated for a while, the junior is worthy of being a junior, and he thought of taking up the weapon of the law so quickly. "But the evidence I have so far is not enough..."

hiss-

Xin Haikong pouted helplessly.

Just grab it and grab it. Better than letting Rum keep bouncing around in the organization.

"And after all, Rum is the second-in-command of the organization. He has countless trump cards. It seems unlikely that we can catch him easily. Instead, we will expose ourselves."

Amuro Toru hesitated again. He actually had the idea of ​​arresting Rum a long time ago, but on the one hand, the evidence accumulated was really not enough to control Rum; on the other hand, he was afraid of exposing his identity by acting rashly.

"But Mr. Amuro, hasn't your identity been exposed? The other party has already suspected you."

"…"

In fact, this is true. Rum had already suspected him, and with the existence of M who also knew his identity, it would be a matter of time for him to withdraw from this organization. If Rum can be caught before he quits, it will definitely damage the vitality of this organization.

"It's just... what method should be used? Rum is suspicious by nature and can't be easily led out. And the evidence we have may not be able to arrest him."

"Why can't they be arrested?" The black-haired youth showed a puzzled expression, "I remember that the police can't..."

?

This junior's remarks really opened up a new world for him. Why does the police need evidence to arrest people? Did he go undercover for too long and make himself stupid?

If you want to bring down most of the industries that the organization relies on to survive and maintain, you do need sufficient evidence, but if you just arrest one of them, you can go directly.

As for how to draw out Rum, Amuro Toru stared at Xin Haikong in front of him, and a bad idea suddenly appeared in his mind.