Chapter 569: What new tricks can you play?

A few minutes later, Vermouth walked out of the restroom, took a pen out of her pants without a trace, turned around the room casually, and then returned to the sofa and sat down:

"Interesting, there are no bugs or cameras installed in the room? Their hands and feet are quite clean; they definitely aren't those idiots from the Metropolitan Police Department."

"Looking at this situation, they don't intend to make a move on me for the time being; are they trying to cast a long line to catch a big fish? Since that's the case, it's better to let them help with that matter, to lure the tiger away from the mountain."

A curve appeared at the corner of Vermouth's mouth.

Night fell over Tokyo, and Amuro Tooru came home from the dessert shop exhausted and returned to his apartment.

After checking the room and confirming that no one had snuck in, he came to the window and gently pulled open the curtains.

The lights of the high-rise buildings in the distance lit up, and on the road not far away, vehicles were still flowing, showing the vitality of this international metropolis.

And Amuro Tooru's gaze only stayed on these lights for a moment before shifting his attention to the dark places that those light sources could not reach.

He knew very well that in these places, there were countless eyes peeping at him.

After a few days of observation, he had already received clear feedback that those unknown people wandering around were indeed targeting him.

As for which force those people belonged to, after synthesizing various intelligence, Amuro Tooru already had a bottom line in his heart.

Black Organization's number two: Rum.

Frequent contact with FBI superiors recently had indeed aroused the Organization's suspicion.

However, his mentality was still stable.

His superiors were already quite clear about his situation and would not arrange any tasks for him in the near future.

In other words, he had no other identity during this period, just a senior member of the Organization, Bourbon.

If those guys were just secretly monitoring him like this, they would definitely not find anything.

Let them monitor if they want to; he would just do his own thing.

Amuro Tooru now followed the strategy of not moving if the enemy doesn't move.

Scanning around, Amuro Tooru showed a meaningful smile: "I want to see what other tricks you can play?"

Tokyo, in a room of a luxury villa.

Rum sat on a soft leather sofa, listening to the classical music played by the band he specifically hired.

At this time, a knock on the door sounded.

Rum, who was squinting his eyes and enjoying the music comfortably, frowned slightly and snapped his fingers lightly, and the music stopped instantly.

"My lord, it's me." A low, old voice sounded.

Hearing this voice, Rum's frowned brows relaxed slightly, and he said: "Come in." ===== CHAPTER 571 =====