How Real Wine Became the Light of the Metropolitan Police

Zhu Fu Jingguang leaned against the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching the police downstairs who were still strictly checking every entry and exit of the resident.

The group of police officers below the apartment building were so persevering that they stayed there for three whole days.

For the past three days, he has been hiding in the junior's room, all communication with the outside world and the acquisition of food are all solved by the junior alone. This morning, the junior went out again, saying that he wanted to inquire about the situation for him.

He shouldn't have handed everything over to the younger generation alone, but the undercover officer of the Metropolitan Police Department is guarding the bottom of the building. If he rushes out without any scruples, he will really implicate the younger generation.

"Squeak-"

The sound of the security door being pushed open made Zhu Fu Jingguang shake.

"Mr. Zhufu, I'm back!"

The junior with a cold air trotted all the way from the entrance into the bedroom, holding a roll of newspaper tightly in his hand. He took a few more steps forward and suddenly stopped in place, his eyes dodging a little.

"What's wrong? It got worse?"

"No." The black-haired youth frowned slightly, hesitating. He handed the newspaper in his hand to Zhu Fu Jingguang and said, "Why don't you just read it."

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The junior handed me just a very ordinary news paper.

However, the news on the first page of the first edition reads—

Sanji Hashimoto, president of a well-known pharmaceutical company in Tokyo, was found dead at home today. According to the forensic inference, the time of death of the deceased should be three to four days ago. There was no sign of any fighting at the scene, and the cause of death of the deceased needs to be further investigated.

Four days ago was the day they received the task. It turned out that Sanji Hashimoto had already been killed at this time.

Sure enough, this incident was a trap from the start. The organization had already killed Sanji Hashimoto, but still pretended to assign this task to them. But he was really deceived, and was defrauded by the people of the organization.

Zhu Fu Jingguang clenched the newspaper in his hand a little bit, his lower teeth biting the flesh of his lips bleeding.

Wait, wait!

Zhu Fu Jingguang suddenly thought of something, his back instantly became cold, and the familiar chill swept over again.

The information in this newspaper is the death of Sanji Hashimoto. How does the younger generation know that this information is very important to him?

He doesn't seem to have told his junior about his mission.

Zhu Fu Jingguang slowly turned his head and asked tentatively, "What do you want me to see?"

The junior's expression is still the same as a bit dodging.

He said slowly: "On the second page, there is a report on it, take a look at it, I feel like it has something to do with you."

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The second page report?

Isn't the other party referring to the murder case on the front page?

And what does it mean to have a relationship with him? According to his status, I'm afraid he won't be able to get on the newspaper.

Zhu Fu Jingguang lowered his head, flattened the newspaper in his hand suspiciously, and turned a page. He saw the huge photo at first sight.

This photo accounts for about half of the newspaper. This photo seems to be cut from a surveillance video, and you can even see the time in the upper right corner of the video. The quality of the surveillance video is blurry, but because the size of the photo is enlarged, it can still be seen—

A young man with black hair stayed in mid-air, and beneath him was a strangely colored chemical waste pool. In the photo, the person seems to be pushed down from the top, and his posture still retains the dynamic of falling from a height.

If you restore this photo to the video and press the play button, everyone can guess the ending. This black-haired youth should have fallen directly into the chemical waste pool, with no bones left.

If you just look at the pictures, this kind of photos that look like horror movies can only arouse people's psychological disgust at best. But for those who are familiar with Zhufu Jingguang, it is completely different. The black-haired youth in this photo is exactly the same as Zhu Fu Jingguang in terms of height, body shape, black coat on his body, wrapping on his back, falling posture, and length of hair.

"I turned to this photo at the time, and it feels very similar to you." The junior in front of him said in a sullen tone. "Mr. Zhufu, what the **** is going on? Why does this deceased look so much like you?"

In fact, it is not only the younger generation who thinks it is similar, even himself, when he first saw the person in the photo, he also had the illusion of whether it was himself.

How can it be the same? How can it be so coincidental?

Zhu Fu Jingguang couldn't help recalling what Ley said before leaving.

Ley said that he would help him create a scene of suspended animation, shouldn't this be... the scene of suspended animation he said?

Would anyone really believe the way to die by falling into a chemical waste pool?

He finally took his eyes off the photo and took a closer look at the report below.

Below the photo is the title carefully made by the media—

[Mysterious body is found in a chemical factory, what is the murder in the middle of the night? ]

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"The reporter of this station is broadcasting for you in real time. We are currently in a chemical factory in the outer suburbs of Tokyo. At 5 am this morning, the security guard in charge of handing over the security work accidentally discovered this paragraph while checking the monitoring of the previous day. video."

"From the surveillance video, we can see that a young man with short black hair, wearing a black coat, and carrying a long package on his back, unfortunately fell into the chemical waste gas pool from a height."

"We asked the person in charge of the chemical factory and learned that the chemical waste pool here contains a variety of strong acids, which are extremely corrosive. If the young man really fell into this waste pool, I am afraid there will be no bones left."

"According to the time shown by the surveillance video, we can basically confirm that the young man fell into the chemical waste pool at 11:55 pm three days ago. Due to the limitation of the angle of the surveillance video, we have no way to confirm this. Whether the young man fell or was pushed off. Even the identity of the young man has not been confirmed."

"Because three days have passed since the incident, many clues have not been retained, and according to the person in charge of the chemical plant, this chemical waste pool will be cleaned every two days. So at this stage, it is very difficult for us to Find new evidence to confirm the identity of the young man. However, the police are stepping up their investigation, please believe in the ability of the police..."

Akai Hideo glanced at the blond young man beside him, sneered, raised his hand holding the remote control slightly, turned off the TV series not far away, and said coldly:

"You can always trust me now, right? Since I already said that I will do it, of course it's not just talking."

Jiang Gu Ling struggled to maintain the surface calm, but in his heart he couldn't wait to rush to the chemical factory to find out.

Three days ago, he managed to escape from the window on the second floor of the Mosan Hotel, but it happened to hit Gin's car.

God knows how fast his heart was beating at that moment. Gin is notoriously cruel to undercover agents in the organization. If he was allowed to approach the opposite apartment building and caught Jingguang from it, Jingguang would be really unpredictable.

Jiang Gu Ling made a decisive decision and tried every means to hold back Jin Jiu's footsteps. He excused the failure of the mission and asked Gin to take him to the residence of the target Sanji Hashimoto to complete the second assassination.

But Gin has no intention of completing the task at all.

Gin just gave him a cold look and sent him to another safe house in the organization.

To avoid exposure, he stayed there until five in the morning the next day—

Ley, who was covered in the pungent smell of chemicals, came back from the outside and told him with a sneer that he had already killed the traitors among the trio in a chemical factory in the suburbs.

But how is this possible?

Zhufu Jingming was still in that apartment building.

According to the information that the police told him at the time, Lai Yiming left the apartment alone. He can't, and can't, hurt all the Fu Jingguang.

According to Jinjiu's request, the two of them did not have any channels to contact the outside world, and they were trapped in this safe house like an isolated island for three whole days. Until this morning, he saw this news report...

The man in the surveillance video was so like Jingguang, even he was almost panicked.

However, impossible. According to the information of the public security, Zhu Fu Jingguang never left the apartment at all, and he has not left the apartment for the past three days.

This must be fake news.

Even if he repeats it a thousand times in his heart, even if there is only a one-thousandth chance, his heart cannot be restrained from being hoisted to the highest point.

Jiang Gu Ling forced himself to sneer, pretended not to be satisfied, and said critically:

"Chemical waste gas pool? It's rare that you can come up with such a method. Who knows if that person really fell? Maybe even this surveillance video is edited and spliced."

Akai Shuichi took a deep breath. As expected of Bourbon, he is so sharp. Fortunately, what he used was not a crude method like splicing videos. Even if the organization investigates the surveillance video, it will not find any clues.

It's just that he does so at great risk. If Scotland jumps out and hangs again, he will also be very dangerous, so when lying, you must be very careful, you can't directly say that he killed the guy, he should have witnessed the death of the other party.

"Believe it or not, I chased him all the way to the chemical factory at that time, and when he was in a panic, he chose to jump directly."

"Oh yes. He seems to have mentioned before his death that he was an undercover agent of the Japanese Metropolitan Police Department's Public Security Department. What's his name, oh yes, his name is Zhufu?"

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