After the Undercover System Went Haywire, I Switched to Grinding Suspicion Points Chapter 86

Usuha Izuki said enthusiastically: "Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding. Now that the misunderstanding is cleared up, let's laugh it off and forget our grudges..."

Miyano Akemi secretly pinched herself to keep her expression from revealing any bad emotions.

The person had already been unlucky enough to be hit by her car, but before even getting compensation, he'd inexplicably heard about the organization... Although it was just two codenas, he now knew they weren't ordinary people!

Given the organization's thods, they would never just let this Moroboshi Dai go.

Sure enough, Usuha Izuki continued: "How about this—since you also know we're not ordinary people, you shouldn't stay in this hospital anymore..."

Miyano Akemi finally couldn't help speaking up: "Sir, he's just an ordinary person..."

There's really no need to make soone pay for your misunderstanding!

But Usuha Izuki looked at her strangely: "He's not an ordinary person though?"

Miyano Akemi: "...?"

She looked at Akai Shuichi puzzledly. Akai Shuichi, whose nerves had gone sowhat numb, tensed up again.

What? Where had he been exposed? Or was this another baseless assumption from this person?

"He has gun calluses on his hands." After saying this, Usuha Izuki touched his chin and fell into thought. "Oh no, adding this detail makes him even more like Gin..."

Akai Shuichi felt he was getting a headache.

So this guy's observation skills were that strong—he'd underestimated him. Indeed, you couldn't underestimate any organization mber, even ntal patients weren't to be taken lightly.

Miyano Akemi was very shocked and carefully raised a question: "Well, if he has gun calluses, could he be police..."

"No way." Usuha Izuki said confidently. "With his temperant, he couldn't possibly be Japanese police. Even if he were, he could only be one of those unlikeable Arican types who shout 'FBI!' and break down doors—the difference between having killed people and not is huge!"

Akai Shuichi, who was indeed FBI: "............"

All his FBI training and cases combined hadn't been as thrilling as these past few minutes.

Was this really not knowing and asking deliberately?! But what would be the point of knowing and asking deliberately?! Shouldn't they just arrest him directly?! Or were they planning to play a long ga?

Or was he really just a genius with ntal problems?

He seed to have seen so research in Arica saying that certain people received too much information at once, leading them to conclusions they themselves didn't know how they reached. Then, because they lacked evidence and others didn't believe them, they appeared overly erratic in temperant and thinking, with logic so incomprehensible it seed like ntal illness.

Though Akai Shuichi had only known Usuha Izuki briefly, he already had a vague sense of the organization's talent diversity.

Faced with such a confusing scene, he could only remain silent for a few seconds before responding: "Yes, I have indeed killed people."

"You should thank us for not calling the police to turn you in." Usuha Izuki seriously patted Akai Shuichi's shoulder. "Speaking of which, are you short on money?"

How could soone from an international criminal organization have the nerve to call police to turn soone else in? Even lying should have so credibility...

Akai Shuichi grumbled internally while speaking probing words: "A bit. Jobs are hard to find now and it's easy to get scamd. Since you know about my work, you should understand—in this situation, even if I get scamd, I can't report it to police..."

He was trying hard to hint: Although I did hear a bit about you all, on one hand you only ntioned two nas, and on the other hand I'm the sa type of person as you. Rather than silencing , wouldn't recruitnt be a win-win?

He just didn't know if this guy who seed ntally ill could understand. If not, he'd have to be more direct.

Fortunately, this ti Usuha Izuki got his aning.

"Oh my, how pitiful. No wonder you don't have a wallet and no identification either." This was all information Miyano Akemi had told Usuha Izuki when they were emailing about the situation, which he conveniently used now. "I almost thought you were deliberately staging a collision earlier, and when I saw you I suspected you two were conspiring to bilk the organization's compensation..."

Akai Shuichi, who had indeed deliberately staged the collision: "...I just lost them."

"No problem! Our work doesn't require identification! If you want a job, I can help introduce you... Almost forgot, I'm Usuha Izuki, an ordinary interviewer sincerely inviting talented people to recomnd themselves."

After speaking, Usuha Izuki suddenly beca moved: "Thinking about it carefully, you seem to be the first person to recomnd yourself to . Everyone else I approached and invited just gave attitude and refused... I don't mind that you're like Gin anymore—let's call it even."

"...Well, thanks. Anyway, I don't have any other choice but to join now, right?"

Akai Shuichi pretended to be not very happy.

Usuha Izuki was surprised: "How could that be? You could also choose to die!"

Akai Shuichi: "...I'll join."

He went through everything that had happened today from the beginning and felt like the start was right, the process had gone off to another galaxy, but the result sohow barely achieved the goal...

He had originally wanted to get closer to Miyano Akemi first, then find a way to enter the organization through her connections. Now the progress bar seed to have suddenly accelerated...

As for his own responses, they were generally okay but had quite a few flaws. For instance, his original target Miyano Akemi seed hopeless now, and because of the other party's unpredictable behavior, he'd been silent too much... But saying less ant fewer mistakes. Who knew what strange places this ntal patient might randomly associate from one of his sentences.

He already thought he was like the FBI... If this guy had been more confident, he might already be captured by now.

If this guy really hadn't discovered his identity and just had brain problems, then this organization's recruitnt was truly unconventional.

Usuha Izuki put his hands on his hips: "Alright, since you're already one of us, there's no point wasting hospital fees. Get up. Once your investigation results co back clean, you can start working."

Even Miyano Akemi didn't question such a capitalist statent.

After all, in her view, this Moroboshi Dai being able to stay alive was already a very good result. As for compensation and such things—compared to life, those weren't important.

Akai Shuichi was also very sensible about not ntioning compensation.

His current persona was soone with ability but no connections, who'd been scamd by others into cri. Reporting to police was impossible, and if the other party refused compensation he couldn't do anything about it. Getting so work to earn money wasn't unacceptable—very tactful. After all, everyone was in this line of work, so there was no need for direct silencing. Usually they'd recruit first, and only silence if recruitnt failed and important intelligence was exposed.

Even ordinary recruitnt failures didn't usually result in deaths. He wanted to make money, so cooperating was normal.

Now he just had to wait for the organization's investigation. As long as his fake identity passed perfectly, he'd basically have initially entered the organization.

...This mad dog-like progress bar was a bit much even for him.

Logically, the organization should have other evaluations... As long as whoever ca was normal, he could handle it.

Akai Shuichi was sowhat worried about his future.

Facts proved his worry was justified.

Usuha Izuki, as always completely lacking crisis awareness, directly brought the person ho.

Unlike the feelings of others visiting for the first ti, Akai Shuichi observed the place and concluded that people lived here regularly—it was very lived-in and might really be this guy's long-term residence...

How could soone have so little vigilance? Wasn't this supposed to be common sense? Didn't the organization emphasize this? Or was there so conspiracy here?

Akai Shuichi, an FBI undercover, seeing Usuha Izuki's behavior, couldn't help but be speechless about the organization's education for a mont. But he quickly began rationally analyzing whether Usuha Izuki had ulterior motives.

For instance, this house looked full of life but was actually just used to paralyze him—the test had already begun. Maybe before long Usuha Izuki would go out, leaving him alone at ho, then tell him certain rooms were off-limits... How could that be possible? Everyone had read the Bluebeard fairy tale—no one would fall for that.

But just as Akai Shuichi was reining in his wandering thoughts, he heard Usuha Izuki speak.

"Don't be polite, just treat this place like your own ho. I won't charge you rent—consider it your compensation... You can sleep in this room, but you can't enter the room across from you or the room at the end."

Akai Shuichi: "...Alright."

How could an international criminal organization use such idiotic tests!

But looking at Usuha Izuki's ntally unstable outfit, he wasn't entirely sure. Maybe this guy was acting on his own... After all, so people always insisted that simpler was more effective. Maybe soone really would be clever enough to fall into the trap.

Just then, Vodka called Usuha Izuki.

"How's it going? Where is he?" Vodka asked worriedly. "Can you handle it? If not, I'll co check the situation."

"What's there I can't handle?" Usuha Izuki said confidently. "Don't you know my eye for people? This guy isn't a good person either—he's like FBI."

Akai Shuichi: "............"

Akai Shuichi was both speechless about Usuha Izuki and nervously waiting for the organization mber's response.

After all, this was an international criminal group. Hearing "FBI" should provoke so reaction, right?

But Vodka said: "What do you an? Who are you calling FBI? What did big brother do to you that you're saying he's an FBI undercover!"

Akai Shuichi: "...???"

What kind of strange logic was this person using?!

Usuha Izuki vehently denied: "I'm not, I didn't, you said it yourself!"

"Stop pretending! You said this soone was like big brother earlier, now you're saying he's like FBI—aren't you implying big brother is FBI?" Vodka was indignant, feeling he'd seen through Usuha Izuki's purpose. "I was wondering why you specifically called earlier—turns out you laid all that groundwork for this... Why do you keep saying big brother and I are undercovers? Can't you pick soone else?"

"I don't only say you two are undercovers."

"Anyway, your eye for spotting undercovers is terrible. Don't be so confident in the future." Vodka said. "I'm having the intelligence team investigate that Moroboshi Dai. Rember to answer unknown calls—don't hang up thinking they're spam."

"Got it. I'll send you the recruitnt list in a bit."

Vodka acknowledged and hung up.

He didn't continue worrying about Usuha Izuki ssing up—since Usuha Izuki said there was no problem and the other party wasn't a good person, Vodka actually felt relieved.

After all, Usuha Izuki was quite professional at predicting others' actions. As long as he wasn't guessing who was an undercover, his eye for people was fine.

There was another important reason: Usuha Izuki had lived this long without being beaten to death, proving his self-preservation abilities were definitely strong. This guy had also claid to be good at escaping, so worst case it would just beco another silencing mission—he was familiar with those.

But the free-range Akai Shuichi was currently questioning life.

Was such a major international organization really this casual? Hearing that a suspicious person was like FBI, their first reaction was that the other party was slandering a colleague?

And one sentence of "don't you know my eye for people" could make the other party stop raising any objections?

...He'd already tried hard to take this seriously, but it seed he'd still underestimated this interviewer who seed like a ntal patient.

To be so trusted by codena mbers, have such freedom, and have such a bizarre personality... The seemingly ntally ill state that so geniuses displayed wasn't uncommon.

He needed to be even more cautious.

Miyano Akemi didn't think as much as Akai Shuichi. After looking around, she naturally asked: "Sir, should I start cleaning now?"

"Sure." Usuha Izuki felt Miyano Akemi's suspicion value was a bit low, so he smiled and looked up. "You can go anywhere in the house. Those two rooms Moroboshi Dai can't enter, you can enter too, but you can't tell him what they look like inside. Rember to close the doors."

Miyano Akemi: "...Yes."

What exactly was problematic about those two rooms?!

"I'm going out for a bit." Usuha Izuki waved. "You two get along well. Contact if there are any problems."

Akai Shuichi: "Alright."

Forbidden rooms, the hoowner going out on business... This must be the test, right?

He absolutely couldn't fall for it.

For now, he'd watch Miyano Akemi's reaction and try to guess.