Chapter 233

Vermouth, wearing a wide-brimmed hat, walked over with her coat draped over her left arm.

"Bourbon, why did you come here?"

"Of course, to take Curaçao back."

Hearing Amuro Tooru's answer, the corners of Vermouth's mouth lifted slightly.

"I'm afraid you're here to shut her mouth before her memory fully recovers."

"I don't quite understand what you mean."

Amuro Tooru's face was blank.

"Then how do you plan to make contact? Curaçao is currently under heavy guard and refuses all visitors. Could it be that you have some special connections with the police and can see her easily?"

Vermouth asked with a smile.

"What connections could I have? Of course, by sneaking in."

Amuro Tooru pretended to know nothing.

Vermouth looked at him for a while and said lazily: "Forget it. Whether we stand here chatting or whatever, let's change places first."

Vermouth shifted the coat hanging on her left arm slightly, revealing the muzzle of a suppressed gun from within the coat.

"If this is the organization's order, then there's nothing I can do."

Amuro Tooru, pointed at by the muzzle, returned to his car as instructed.

He started the car, paused for a moment at the parking lot exit, and then turned right onto the road.

A little further away, Akai, who had been waiting in his car, narrowed his eyes as he saw Vermouth sitting in Amuro Tooru's passenger seat.

He quickly drove to follow them.

This time was exactly when the news program anchored by Mizunashi Rena was scheduled to start.

"Next is the evening news. Anchor Mizunashi was originally expected to return today, but her return has been postponed due to sudden illness."

Mizunashi Rena's figure did not appear in the studio; a substitute female anchor sat next to the host.

On the Police Hospital building, Akaso Kaze looked at Curaçao, who had been interrogated.

"How do you feel?"

"It's okay, but I can't remember what they asked."

Curaçao looked at Akaso Kaze carefully and asked: "Am, am I a bad woman?"

"Not really bad." Akaso Kaze ruffled her silver-white hair. "You just did some wrong things. It's okay; I won't abandon you because of things like that."

"Really? Then I'm relieved."

Curaçao happily hugged Akaso Kaze's arm.

She didn't care about anything else; as long as Akaso Kaze was by her side, that was enough.

The two were showing their affection when a man in a suit walked over.

"Excuse me, I am Kazami Yuuya from the National Police Agency. I heard the person in charge here is Inspector Megure?"

Kazami Yuuya had short hair and a sharp look; his eyes behind his glasses looked at Curaçao with keen interest.

This woman is really here.

Looking at the situation, it really seems like she lost her memory.

However, why is she with that Onmyoji?

What is the relationship between the two of them?

Kazami Yuuya's heart sank.

Inspector Megure took a step forward and asked in a deep voice: "I am Megure. May I ask what business you have at the Police Hospital?"

Kazami Yuuya steadied his mind, deliberately pretending not to know Akaso Kaze, and pointed at Curaçao: "I hope you can transfer that woman over to us as soon as possible."

"Why? By logic, we also have the right to investigate."

"That woman is a suspect who infiltrated the National Police Agency. We must interrogate her regarding her purpose."

Curaçao, hearing their conversation, shrank into Akaso Kaze's arms in fear.

"If you already understand the situation, I hope we can start the transfer procedures immediately. Besides, you have no authority to refuse our request."

Kazami Yuuya said with a serious face.

Inspector Megure frowned and looked at him for a while, then nodded slowly: "I understand."

"Then please come this way; the application form is already prepared."

Kazami Yuuya said and walked away quickly. He wanted to find a place without people to ask about the relationship between this woman and the Onmyoji.

Getting involved with Akaso Kaze makes this matter a bit different.

Inspector Megure followed behind.

"Akaso-san, I, I don't want to leave you~"

Tears began to well up in Curaçao's big eyes.

"Don't worry. You go with them; I will always be by your side."

"You're lying. They definitely won't agree."

Curaçao pouted and said.

"How could I lie to you?"

Akaso Kaze smiled, let go of the girl, and walked back two steps.

"You can talk to me, hold my hand, or even kiss me."

Akaso Kaze's voice sounded as if it were right next to her ear.

"Eh? How magical!"

Curaçao's eyes lit up.

"Then, I want to hold hands."

Akaso Kaze smiled.

With a thought-hand, he held Curaçao's hand.

"Eh, I really can feel it."

Curaçao looked at her small hand; it was empty, but it was clear someone was holding it.

"Kiss, I want a kiss too."

Curaçao pouted with a flushed face.

Akaso Kaze smiled slightly and opened a small space gate near his lips.

In a corner where there was no one, Inspector Megure introduced the situation.

"You'd better be careful. Akaso Kaze seems to value this girlfriend quite a bit."

Kazami Yuuya had a bit of a headache, but anyway, they didn't intend to do anything; let's get the intelligence first.

"By the way, we have already analyzed this woman's phone. This is the last message she sent and the other party's number; it should be useful to you."

Inspector Megure sent a text message to Kazami Yuuya.

"The NOCs are Stout, Aquavit, Riesling, and the Bourbon and Kir you noticed before..."

The content of the message ended there.

Kazami Yuuya, reading this message, widened his eyes.

Bourbon is Amuro Tooru's code name, and Kir is Mizunashi Rena's code name.

"Damn it, as expected..." Kazami Yuuya said, gritting his teeth.

He immediately dialed Jodie's number.

"Jodie, Amuro Tooru and Mizunashi Rena are in a bad situation."

"What's going on?" Jodie's voice on the other end sounded surprised and shocked.

"The phone data recovery was successful, but..." Kazami Yuuya told her the content of the last email the woman sent.

"There's still a chance. I'll immediately disguise myself as Curaçao and send a piece of intelligence to the other party. I hope it's not too late." Jodie hung up the phone quickly.

The calm sea was stained with the colors of the sunset. In front of a deserted harbor warehouse with a rolled-up shutter door, a black Porsche 356A and a white RX-7 were parked.

Inside the warehouse with the shutter door pulled down, Amuro Tooru and Mizunashi Rena were handcuffed and thrown behind steel pillars.

The tripod floodlight placed in front of the shutter door emitted a strong light, illuminating the two.

"It seems we have been suspected of being moles," Amuro Tooru said.