The Red Side is Always Blocking My Dog ​​leash

Matsuda Jinhei carefully examined the person in front of him.

The faces are exactly the same, but there are obvious differences in height and body shape, but all day long. The four colleagues who were Qiu Ze Yao's colleagues never realized this.

This guy…

He knew Qiu Zeyao very well, whether it was the tone of voice or the small details of various movements, he imitated it very much. The slightly looser suit subtly concealed his different muscle lines from Qiu Zeyao.

Excellent observation, very professional camouflage skills. But no matter how consummate a master is, he can't build a pavilion out of thin air. He must have carefully observed Qiu Zeyao.

"Aren't you talking?" Matsuda Jinping smiled, but without a trace of warmth.

The fist came suddenly and unexpectedly, but the other party responded immediately, the arms crossed in front of him blocked all the strength, the man bowed slightly, and his feet basically did not move much.

Zhu Fu Jingguang saw the hidden worry from the face of the other party who rarely wore sunglasses.

After all, Qiu Zeyao was impersonated by an unknown person, and his own situation was unknown. His eyes crossed between his arms, and he and Matsuda Jinping's sharp and oppressive eyes met.

He remembered that Matsuda's arrest skills were higher than him in the police academy. Now three years have passed.

When he was preparing for the undercover mission after graduation, his muscle memory had already been altered, and he could not see any trace of his time in the police academy.

The man wearing the mask took the initiative to take a step back, lowered his weight, stood with his feet forward and backward, his arms folded and his fists placed in front of him.

The judo start, he made a smile with that face, Matsuda Jinhei felt a fleeting familiarity, but it was quickly overshadowed by other emotions.

"Do you want to fight? Yes." Matsuda Jinhei assumed the same posture as him, but much more fluid and natural. "It seems that I can only beat you until you are willing to speak."

It's not clear who wins and who loses. A smile flashed in Zhu Fu Jingguang's eyes.

The two fought on the street, and one of the moves had obvious traces of training, and the main focus was repression.

His opponents have different styles, and it can be seen that the opponent is trying very hard to restrain his own instincts, but habits cannot be changed if they want to.

That's a way to kill. The opponent's hands have been killed, more than one. Judging from the calluses on his hands, he is also a good hand with a gun.

Matsuda Jinping frowned. When the opponent's shirt was raised due to inertia, he was sure that there was definitely a gun underneath. But this person is completely useless.

This even-handed fight ended in two casual passers-by.

Zhu Fu Jingguang grabbed Matsuda Jinping's wrist, pulled the man over at the cost of being punched, put his arm on the latter's shoulder, and looked like a good brother, and successfully deceived the couple.

As soon as he left, Matsuda Jinhei rudely gave him a shoulder throw.

The white wig was suddenly crooked, and Zhu Fujing couldn't stand up and covered his head with his hands to prevent Matsuda Jinping from tearing off his disguise, "Wait, if you have something to say, don't do it."

"Oh? I'm finally willing to talk. The first thing to do is to do it..." Matsuda Jinping paused, "You sound a little familiar."

Zhu Fu Jingguang coughed a few times with a guilty conscience and decided to preempt others: "How long has it been since then, have you even forgotten my voice?"

"Ah, of course, I forgot all about it. Who would remember a guy who hasn't heard from him for three years, don't you think?" Matsuda Jin didn't smile, but he finally let go of his hand holding the wig. .

He straightened up and stared down at the people on the ground, "Since you have the time to fight with me, it means that you are very busy right now, and the opportunity is rare. Don't you want to catch up with your old classmates?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang's eyes floated, "Sorry."

"It's okay to apologize." Matsuda Jinpei stretched out a hand to him and smiled, "You and Amuro, tsk, Yugu, you two are still alive, just don't miss any part."

Pseudonyms are almost getting used to.

Zhu Fu Jingguang grabbed his hand and stood up, patted the ashes on his clothes, his heart spread with warmth, just as he was about to speak, Matsuda Jinping suddenly showed an expression similar to a toothache: "Don't use that face to make That look."

Zhufu Jingguang: …

"For some reason, it's inconvenient for me to show my own face." His smile became more gentle, and his expression returned before Matsuda Jinping's fist hardened, "Anyway, you can treat me as Officer Qiuzawa for the time being."

"Is it about that organization?"

He actually didn't know exactly what organization Zhu Fu Jingguang and Jiang Gu Ling were undercover.

After all, it is something that needs to be kept secret, and after meeting with Toru Amuro, the other party will hardly mention it.

But he can let his two classmates plunge into it for three years, and he has not completed the task so far. He also knows that it is definitely a huge force.

Now that Zhufu Jingguang has appeared as Qiu Zeyao, could the latter be involved in some trouble?

"Forget it, part of it." If you find evidence of a crime, you might be able to bring down the company that you organized, so it's a bit related.

Zhu Fu Jingguang thought about what he could tell Matsuda Jinping. If he told the truth that he had failed undercover and is now in suspended animation, then Qiu Zeyao, who was related to him, would not be an irrelevant person no matter what.

He promised Qiu Zeyao to keep this secret.

"But this matter has nothing to do with Officer Qiu Ze."

Qiu Ze Yao's goal is to uproot the guys involved in the black industry, and has no substantial connection with the organization.

Matsuda Jinping obviously won't be sent away by his two sentences, "What is your relationship with that guy, where is he now, and your purpose of putting on his face is not to use the identity of a policeman to investigate the case, right?"

"I'm staying at Officer Qiu Ze's house now. It's inconvenient to tell the specific situation, but." Zhu Fu Jingguang chose to tell the truth, "Officer Qiu Ze took me in out of kindness. From his point of view, I should be-- If you don't go home, a willful adult... huh..."

"what?"

"He is also investigating the case. In other respects, pretending to be him is also to make it easier for Officer Qiu Ze to do those things. I originally wanted to do it." Zhu Fu Jingguang shrugged, "But Officer Qiu Ze thinks I It was so weak that it became like this."

Matsuda Jinping digested it.

So the current situation is: Zhu Fu Jingguang lives in Qiu Zeyao's house, who took in an adult who ran away from home out of kindness.

After the incident happened yesterday, Qiu Zeyao didn't like the efficiency of the investigation class and decided to do it himself. But he had no time to go to work during the day, so he let Zhu Fu Jingguang replace him—

Is this the plot of some ancient love comics?

He didn't even bother to ask how the two met, and said directly, "What's your name now?"

"Zhu Fu Jingguang."

"Original name?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang coughed lightly: "There is no need to lie to him, my files have been cleaned up."

"Okay, Mr. Zhufu." Matsuda Jinping sounded official, "How did that guy investigate the case?"

Qiu Ze Yao slipped into the workshop of the logistics company.

As a high-tech product, the system is simply a dimensionality reduction blow in the face of the technology here.

Although limited by the limited strength that his body can exert, he still used the laptop he brought to hack the company's monitoring, and easily obtained the distribution map, and the system did not even charge a nominal fee.

After Shunlai was dressed in employee uniforms, he was even more open and fair, and when the employees were not paying attention, he opened several packages, which were all normal goods.

But the number is not right.

The data he saw last night was far more than what he was seeing now.

After confirming that there is no hidden area here, Qiu Zeyao then went to the office building rented by the company.

Now it can be basically confirmed that under the cover of the company, there must be a black chain in the dark, walking through the open accounts, swaggeringly packed in the cargo box and transporting it to various places. Now there are many loopholes that can be drilled in logistics and express delivery, and those who are interested can use express delivery to smuggle. Not to mention a company that is already in this industry.

These guys are not just buying and selling people, the water is indeed deeper than expected.

The company was just a pretense. The president who came out to talk about business that day was not the main culprit, or even an important person. He was a target on the bright side, and the extremist organization behind him was not in any partnership with him.

Qiu Zeyao pretended to be cleaning and entered the president's office without anyone noticing. The president inside was knocked unconscious before he could call for help, stuffed a cookie in his mouth, and then he flipped through the guy's cell phone and computer one by one.

After restoring the data, a person with the signature B?A appeared. The obvious command tone, as well as the content of the dialogue, this guy is the superior of the company president, and he is the boss.

Qiu Zeyao blinked, but he didn't expect to be in place in one step, but the other party was very cautious, even if he knew that this person was the boss, he couldn't find him through these few messages.

B.A, this looks like the initials of a foreigner. The only thing Qiu Zeyao can think of as a foreigner is the one who went with Toru Amuro...that **** house.

The president is said to like the foreign boss of the **** bar very much. But the information that Qiu Ze Yao just found shows that this guy will open the best room in the hotel three days a week and spend the night with a beautiful woman.

Her asking price is not very cheap.

Qiu Ze Yao closed all the pages, restored the computer to the previous state, and went back home to check the gay.

Brent Eddie.

"So how did you get hurt?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang was not very concerned about how the other party found out, he was more concerned about the bruises on Qiu Zeyao's face.

Qiu Zeyao: "I'll talk about it right away."

Knowing the name and specific information, it was not difficult to find out the faction that this guy was in. All Japanese people had to pay taxes. He quickly confirmed the location of the headquarters of the organization called the Heijiang Society and disguised himself as one of the cadres. , going to see if Eddie's computer has anything they want, or a USB stick.

However, before he could take action, the door to the cadre's office suddenly opened, and a man rushed in, punching him in the face without a word, hitting him in the chin.

The gun was aimed at the head of Qiu Zeyao who was beaten and asked him to help the opponent escape, otherwise he would be killed.

Qiu Zeyao put on the cadre's face:...

Confused, he could only agree temporarily.

Qiu Zeyao touched his still aching chin, and continued: "That guy stole Eddie's USB flash drive, it's fake, Eddie already suspected him, this USB flash drive was the bait to lure him into the bait, and as a result he I got caught, desperately ran into the cadre's office and punched me."

Zhufu Jingguang: …

"Is he also an undercover?"