Chapter 229

Oh, so it's her.

Curaçao!

Isn't this the capable assistant of the Black Organization's Rum?

But how could she remember my name?

"Can you not remember anything?" Akaso Kaze asked.

"Mm-hmm." Curaçao nodded repeatedly.

Akaso Kaze thought for a moment; it seems she has to go to the Ferris wheel in the middle of the night to recover.

However, he remembers that this incident ended up being very big and exaggerated.

Black Organization, FBI, Police Agency, Metropolitan Police Department, all kinds of moles appeared, making it a mess, bombing everywhere.

Akaso Kaze curled his lips.

He didn't want to get involved in such troublesome things, and no one entrusted him.

He took a photo casually, sent it to Inspector Megure, and briefly explained the matter in a text message.

"Akaso-san, why, why are you taking a picture of me?"

Curaçao felt a little worried for some reason.

"It's okay, tell those who know you, they will come to pick you up."

"Akaso-san, you, you don't want me anymore?"

The girl's eyes were filled with tears, and her hands grabbed Akaso Kaze's clothes tightly, looking pitiful.

"I only remember you! You, you won't abandon me, right?"

Looking at the girl's miserable expression, as if she had just been told to break up by her boyfriend, Akaso Kaze had black lines on his forehead.

Making me look like a scumbag; we really aren't very familiar.

But he is soft-hearted and can't bear to see a girl crying in front of him.

"How could I abandon you."

Akaso Kaze touched her little head, "Come, I'll take you to play."

Maybe she will recover her memory while playing.

At that time, whether she wants to go or stay depends on her own wishes.

Hearing Akaso Kaze say this, Curaçao revealed a bright and innocent smile, which even dazzled Akaso Kaze.

This girl... is actually a killer for the Black Organization?

If he didn't know the truth, he really wouldn't believe it.

"Takagi, this is the photo Akaso-san just sent."

Inspector Megure showed the photo on his phone to Takagi.

"According to his judgment, this woman may be related to the incident that happened at the Police Agency last night; you go and ask them what happened."

Takagi was about to go out when Officer Shiratori walked in.

"Inspector, a large-scale traffic accident occurred last night; an oil tanker was involved in the accident, fell from the highway, destroyed the substation, and caused a power outage in the entire coastal area."

"For such a major accident, neither the media nor we have received accurate information; I think it is necessary to conduct an investigation."

Inspector Megure was silent, his eyes falling on the photo displayed on the phone.

Just then, Detective Chiba Kazunobu ran in shouting "Inspector Megure!"

"How is it?"

"The Third Investigation Division didn't get any special intelligence either."

"Is that so..."

Megure's face was full of disappointment.

"But a friend of mine revealed that someone intruded into the Police Agency last night."

"Intruded into the Police Agency?" Inspector Megure's eyes widened.

"Inspector, what is going on?"

Hearing Chiba's explanation, Shiratori and Takagi both looked at Inspector Megure.

Inspector Megure's eyes narrowed slightly.

"I'm afraid this is not a small matter; it must be a powerful dark organization acting in the dark?"

Toto Aquarium, Curaçao was playing games excitedly at the dart stall, hitting the bullseye 3 times, getting the highest score of the day.

"The dolphin keychains are so cute! Akaso-san, which one do you think I should choose?"

Curaçao looked at the colorful prizes, her eyes shining.

Akaso Kaze reached out and picked up a pure white little dolphin.

"This one suits you very well; it's the same color as your hair."

Curaçao reached out her little hand and took the little dolphin into her palm.

Looking at Akaso Kaze, her eyes were full of affection.

"Akaso-san, thank you, I like it so much..."

【Ding, Curaçao has developed a favorable impression of you; current favorability is 2.】

Seeing her like this, Akaso Kaze felt a little heartache.

I'm afraid this girl has never received a gift since she joined the Black Organization.

A simple little pendant made her so happy.

London, the "Big Ben" clock tower in a corner of the Palace of Westminster rang the 19: 0 bell, and the pigeons around flew up together.

A man wearing a communicator on his ear and dressed in black walked through the crowded Trafalgar Square, walked to a street called Whitehall connected to the Houses of Parliament, and boarded a double-decker bus parked at the bus stop.

The bus closed its doors and drove away immediately; the man walked through the first floor and boarded the second floor without hesitation.

Although the front of the second floor was already crowded with passengers, the back was still empty. The man sat in the last row of seats and pressed the button on the communicator on his ear.

"This is Stout; I have boarded the bus."

"Stay where you are and wait for instructions."

"Understood."

The man exhaled; the bus was slowly turning left at this time, and Big Ben could still be seen on the front right.

Just then, a bullet was fired from above the huge clock face of Big Ben.

The bullet shot straight toward the bus, piercing Stout's temple.

Stout fell forward slowly before he could even make a sound.

The passengers sitting in front heard the sound of someone falling and looked back, followed by a scream.

"Ah ah!"

"Hey! What's wrong?"

"Someone fell down, hurry and tell the driver!"

In front of the clock above the clock face of Big Ben, a man wearing sunglasses and a hat was setting up a sniper rifle.

He is the Black Organization's sniper expert, Korn.

Korn confirmed through the sniper rifle's scope that Stout, who was sitting on the double-decker bus, had been knocked down.

"Stout, I, I originally trusted you, but unfortunately..."

He whispered and put down his gun, placing his hand on the communicator on his ear: "Stout is dead."

"OK, come back immediately."

Hearing the voice on the phone, Korn replied: "Understood," and then disappeared into the shadows of the huge clock tower.

Canada, Toronto.

In the city center with high-rise buildings, there is a building that reaches into the clouds; that is the CN Tower, which was once the tallest building in the world.

On the roof of the observation deck 356 meters above the ground, seven men and women wearing orange jumpsuits stood.

They were all tied with safety ropes, and the safety ropes were connected to the cables hanging down from the circular track above the roof; the seven people walked in a row on the narrow platform installed on the roof.

Anyone would be scared at this height, but the man who acted as a tour guide in the front was as calm as if he were walking on flat ground.

"This CN Tower has been open for 32 years and was once the tallest building in the world. And this EdgeWalk is located at about the 160th floor, which means our current height is 356 meters!"

The man said this and stood on the edge of the platform, looking directly at the scenery below; some tourists couldn't help but let out a short scream...