Chapter 135: Joining the Phantom Thieves as a Financial Officer
"You mean, my uncle and aunt are aware of the existence of the cognitive world?" Miyano Akemi frowned and began to think hard about the meaning of his words.
"They must have felt something about this special power." Karasawa raised his hand and briefly switched the form of the Kaito suit. "The cognitive world is not an independent existence. It is itself It's just a shadow of the real world. My recovery is not accidental, but I don't think they will show this power in front of the organization."
"Well...you may need to ask Shiho about this kind of thing. " Miyano Akemi pondered for a moment and shook her head without coming to any conclusion, "Although I briefly worked as an assistant researcher, it was only because of the relationship between Shiho and my uncle and aunt that the organization did not need researchers with professional abilities. Instead, she is a trustworthy data recorder who helps them enter information about confidential experiments. Unlike Shiho, I have no talent in biopharmaceuticals. Shiho has assisted her uncle and the others for a long time, and she has led the research and development of many drugs. She is the one who knows the research content best."
Hearing this, Tang Ze blinked curiously: "So, Sister Mingmei, what did you study in college..."
"Finance and accounting auditing." Miyano Akemi raised her eyebrows and smiled, dispelling some sadness and haze. "When I chose this major, the organization did not stop me. Maybe they also lacked some manpower in accounting."< br>
Xingchuan Hui nodded clearly: "Oh, that's normal. The organization has a lot of black income from unknown sources. In terms of finance, it's not difficult for internal personnel to participate... huh? Karasawa?"
What interrupted him was Tang Ze's sudden movement to stand up. Hoshikawa Teru looked strangely at Karasawa who stood up suddenly and grabbed Miyano Akemi's hands in two steps.
"Sister Akemi..." Karasawa raised his face and looked at Miyano Akemi with a wet and pitiful look, "Great, save the child!"
"...Well ?" Miyano Akemi blinked blankly a few times.
Tang Ze clasped his hands together, and when he spread them out again, as if by magic, two gold coins were already lying in his palms.
"Is this...?" Miyano Akemi hesitated and fiddled with the coins in his hand with her fingertips.
"The origin is more complicated. It is probably, cough," Tang Ze cleared his throat, "a batch of Byzantine-era gold coins stolen by a robbery group in Europe and other places..."
Miyano Akemi's fingertips that touched the gold coins stiffened for a moment, and she quickly picked up one of them in disbelief and shook it slightly. She felt its heavy weight and felt something bad.
She asked in a very soft voice: "How many gold coins like this do you have?"
"Well..." Tang Ze glanced at the stacked numbers in the prop column with his peripheral vision, and said, "Probably, there are more than 14,000 yuan?"
Miyano Akemi's fingers trembled, and she held her hand. The gold coin between his fingers fell back into Tangze's hand.
"In addition, um," Karasawa glanced down, secretly counted the digits for a while, and added, "There are still about 80 million yen in cash whose origin is unknown."
"How much?"
"More than 80 million..."
Miyano Akemi took a deep breath and looked away dizzily. She couldn't help but grab the coffee on the table and took a big sip.
She touched her forehead, looked around, pulled out two pieces of letter paper from under the coffee table, and slapped them on the marble tabletop.
Her wet hair is thrown to the back of her neck, and the cuffs of some long men's shirts are rolled up to her elbows. Her expression may be more solemn than when she just talked about the Karasawa family.
"The specific quantity, the specific amount, how much has been spent before, and how it was spent for what," Miyano Akemi raised the pen and hung it above the letter, with an imposing manner like someone interrogating a criminal. Police officer, "Give me one, five, ten, count them all!"
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"What's wrong? Didn't you sleep well last night?" Seeing Karasawa staring straight at the sun-cooked eggs on the plate, Toru Amuro waved his hand in front of him. "It's nothing," Karasawa's eyes wandered, and he opened his mouth to bite the straw of the juice, "I just feel like it's really scary for an accountant who has to work overtime to do the accounting..."
Toru Amuro didn't listen. I understand his strange remarks, but he is also somewhat used to Karasawa's style of occasionally saying weird things. For a guy who can compete with his bourbon state in terms of yin and yang, it is normal for him to have a lot of weird things in his heart. .
“I don’t understand what you are talking about, but what happened yesterday?” Amuro Toru’s voice lowered, “The organization seemed to have done something big yesterday. You are acting as Goro Akechi. "Yes, does this situation have something to do with you?"
Tang Ze swallowed a sip of juice, curled his lips, and lowered his voice, saying softly: "It does have something to do with it, but the main person in charge is It’s Gin. The three prisoners of the Billion Robbery died one after another.”
"I know about this, but are they actually related to the organization?" Toru Amuro frowned.
The 1 Billion Robbery is a hot topic in the news. Not only people like Toru Amuro who are well-informed, but also reporters from the media have heard about it. Early this morning, the three prisoners in the robbery died one after another due to internal strife. The news made headlines.
Toru Amuro, who had a source of information in the police, knew very clearly that one of the criminals was shot dead in the police station.
Thinking of this, his eyes turned to Tang Ze: "The woman who died at the dock...so the sniper last night was you?"
"Yes, it was me. "Tangze admitted immediately, looked at Toru Amuro's face, shrugged and added, "I didn't kill the person, don't worry, I was just the one who helped them deal with the aftermath."
Hearing Karasawa's denial, Amuro Toru breathed a sigh of relief, but soon his expression turned dissatisfied: "It's Gin again, right? I've told you, if Gin has any difficult orders, you can tell me first. Next. What will you do if he really asks you to assassinate him with a sniper? "
"Then I will shoot without hesitation." Tang Ze picked up the tender and tender eggs on the plate. The tip of the fork pricked the bitterness in his heart, and the flow spread out, "I have already said that I am ready to wake up and embark on this path. If one day, I must be killed to stabilize your identity as an undercover agent, To prevent the organization from becoming suspicious, you have to do it without hesitation, senior."
Toru Amuro looked at Karasawa and gave the omelette another fork, causing the yolk to flow all over the plate. , raised his eyebrows noncommittally.
The truth is this...
"Don't say frustrating words, kid. You look down on me too much for being in such an embarrassing situation." Toru Amuro raised his hand and said harshly He rubbed the top of Tangze's hair several times and said, "Stop playing with eggs. It's going to be very troublesome for you to wash the dishes like this!"
"Hey, hey, hey, you're starting again!" Tangze protested loudly, protecting his hairstyle that was on the verge of collapse.
After rubbing Karasawa's hair to create static electricity, Amuro Toru let go, looked at his results with satisfaction, and lowered his voice again: "Anyway, I won't let myself fall into that situation. Yes, don't make useless sacrifices for me. Trust your colleagues, no matter what kind of desperate situation, I can find a way out, so don't say that again."
Tang. Ze's hand combing his hair paused for a moment, and then he continued to smooth out the fried hair calmly, but did not continue to talk.
Is he thinking of Zhu Fu Jingguang?
Tang Ze tilted his head and quickly changed the subject: "The one who was silenced in the police station, don't let this clue go. The organization has a secret hand in the police. This is for sure. It is rare for them to move. This move cannot be missed.”
"I understand." Toru Amuro bent down and leaned on the bar, smiling confidently, "This time, I might be able to catch one of the participants in your case. Feng Jian has heard new news over there. Wait. My good news, junior, be calm, it’s not your turn to educate me as a minor. "
Wow - it’s too late to write -
No matter, I’m here anyway. Added!
(End of this chapter)