Chapter 650 Codename
The organization, CIA, and Japanese police have already stirred up a storm in the dark.
Looking at the entire battlefield now, the most peaceful and peaceful place is actually the Irish side.
He was originally an outcast, thrown out as bait.
Theoretically, he is the one in the most danger.
But now.
"Ireland seems to have 'escaped'."
Bellmode and Lin Xinyi still followed the script and drove closely behind Ireland.
But they all knew that the play would soon run out of steam.
Gin has already sent an urgent order to terminate the operation.
This meant that the ambush plan had been cancelled.
The CIA and the Japanese police were busy encircling and killing the large forces of the organization, and they seemed to have no regard for this small fish and shrimp in Ireland.
Ireland, which was already in a certain death situation, seems to have narrowly escaped this disaster.
"pity."
"He's found trouble for himself again."
Lin Xinyi shook his head amusedly:
Subaru Okiya was still sitting in the Irish car.
Sooner or later he will take action.
And when Subaru Okiya tears through his mask of harmlessness, what awaits Ireland will only be unexpected despair.
"It's a pity."
Belmode sighed slightly.
"This" Lin Xinyi thought she was expressing sympathy: "Sister, do you have a good relationship with this guy from Ireland?"
"That's not true."
Belmode shook his head.
Then he looked up thoughtfully and looked ahead at the car that was carrying Ireland all the way towards tragedy:
"I just think Ireland might still be useful to us—"
"It would be a shame to let him fall into the hands of the FBI like this."
"You" Lin Xinyi immediately understood what she meant: "You want to win over Ireland?"
"Let him also betray the organization?"
This is not a novel idea.
When Kenzo Mayama left his last words to Lin Xinyi before his death, he told Lin Xinyi to find Ireland and let Ireland help him avenge his "father"——
Revenge against Gin and the organization.
Therefore, Lin Xinyi originally thought of finding him, instigating him to rebel, and letting him catch up with the progress of other organization members as soon as possible, and work together as a promising undercover agent.
But later, Ireland's performance
"I'm really a little timid."
Lin Xinyi commented unceremoniously:
"His fear of Gin has surpassed his hatred of the organization."
"I doubt he really has the courage to avenge his 'father'?"
"Maybe not before."
"But this time and that time."
Belmod showed a confident smile:
"Although Ireland does not dare to betray the organization for revenge, the organization no longer dares to trust him because of the hatred he carries."
"He must have felt this embarrassing and desperate situation himself."
"He might have had illusions about the organization before."
"Imagine that as long as I serve the organization honestly, Gin will no longer be too wary of him."
"But now."
Gin had already forced him to use him as bait.
"No matter how stupid Ireland is, he should be able to see Gin's attitude towards him by now."
"He has more or less realized that in the eyes of Gin, he is just a discarded child who can be discarded at will, and in the eyes of the organization, he is just an out-of-control component that needs to be eliminated——"
"If he continues to bury his head and be an ostrich, I'm afraid it will end in a dead end."
Belmode methodically analyzes the Irish psyche.
And as if he was prepared, he raised the corners of his mouth confidently:
"Now that things have happened, are you obeying or resisting?"
"I think he'll have the right answer."
Ireland is at a loss now.
He was originally determined to escape death and risk his life to be this bait.
Unexpectedly, apart from Lin Xinyi chasing him along the way, he didn't even encounter an enemy.
Afterwards, Gin received a sudden call.
He simply told him on the phone:
"The enemy has discovered us, retreat!"
"What happened?"
Ireland really wanted to ask carefully about the situation over there at Gin.
But Gin seemed very busy and didn't even have time to talk to him on the phone.
But hearing the clear, almost continuous gunshots coming from the other side of the phone, Ireland could still realize that the organization might have lost everything this time.
I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing for him.
In short
"I have to withdraw now."
Ireland knew his next goal and decided to show off all his driving skills to completely get rid of Lin Xinyi and Chris who were chasing behind him.
However, there is one more thing
"Squint your eyes, you"
Ireland glanced coldly at Subaru Okiya next to him.
"I'm of no use to you anymore, am I?"
Okiya Subaru looked back with a calm expression.
But Ireland didn't realize that his expression was not stiff due to fear, but outright indifference.
"clever."
"You're no longer of use to me.'
Ireland sneered.
"Come on then."
Okiya Subaru slowly closed his eyes.
It seems that he has resigned himself to his fate.
"Don't you beg for mercy?"
"It's useless to beg, isn't it?"
Okiya Subaru's eyes were so calm that no emotion could be seen.
But Ireland's face was still so cold.
The two looked at each other silently.
The air quietly became oppressive.
It seemed like he would bleed any second.
finally
"Oh, you really have some backbone!"
"It's just that my vision is a bit poor."
Ireland suddenly showed a straightforward smile.
He turned his head back and focused on looking at the road, and then said in that straightforward and free tone:
"Don't think of me as some third-rate kidnapper who likes to kill innocent people indiscriminately, kid."
"Just you? But it's not worth it for me to silence you."
Saying that, Ireland also made a promise to him:
"I'll let you down when you reach the intersection ahead."
"Go back and reunite with your teacher."
This free and easy performance of releasing the hostages is quite a bit like a thief.
Unexpectedly, this guy from Ireland has a vicious appearance.
In fact, it's quite moral.
Morality is a ghost!
Okiya Subaru rolled his eyes silently in his mind.
He has been in the organization for so many years, and he really understands the virtues of these old colleagues.
The FBI and CIA courses deliberately train agents to be shameless.
Can the cadres of the organization still talk to you about the moral principles of the world?
How many good and moral people can be found in intelligence work?
"This guy probably wanted to leave me at the intersection."
"Then shoot me in the thigh and force Mr. Lin to stop the car and rescue me, right?"
"In this way, Mr. Lin and Miss Chris will be held back by me, the wounded person, and can no longer pursue him."
Okiya Subaru thought for a moment and saw through the little tricks hidden in Ireland's heart.
To be honest, this is a good idea.
If it were him, he would do the same.
but
"You've got no chance of these little tricks, Ireland."
Okiya Subaru's eyes gradually turned cold.
Although FBI support is not yet in place.
But he also realized that there might be a big problem on Gin's side, and that the CIA or the Japanese police might be far ahead of the FBI.
At this point, there is no point in hiding your identity anymore.
It would be better to leave him here before Ireland completely escapes.
Although he couldn't catch gin as he expected.
There is also a high probability of being intercepted by a friend.
But no matter how small the mosquito is, it is better to catch an Irish mosquito than to catch nothing at all.
So Subaru Okiya secretly reached into his arms and grasped the pistol hidden in the lining of his coat.
In the next second, the muzzle of the gun will be on Ireland's head.
But at this moment.
Ding ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, a burst of cell phone ringing suddenly broke the delicate peace.
"Who called?"
Ireland hesitated.
Because the caller ID showed a completely unfamiliar number.
Okiya Subaru was silent for a brief moment, then calmly raised his ears and secretly released the gun.
Finally, the call was connected.
What rang on the other end of the phone was a male voice that was obviously mechanically synthesized:
"Hello, Mr. Ireland."
"Who are you?!"
Ireland asked warily.
The other party shouted out his code name in the organization.
Obviously it couldn't be an accidental harassing phone call.
At this time, the mechanical male voice was heard saying:
"It doesn't matter who I am."
"The important thing is, Mr. Ireland, do you want to live?"
"Oh, you are pretending to be a ghost!"
"I can live a good life now without you talking nonsense!"
"Yeah?"
The tone of the mechanical male voice had no ups and downs, but the words he spoke next were enough to make Ireland feel the sting of being ridiculed:
"Do you really think that your life is not under any threat?"
"Do you really think that Gin and the organization have complete trust in you?"
"Do you really think that a fatal mission like today won't fall on you again next time?"
"."
There was a moment of silence in Ireland.
The mysterious man spoke his mind completely.
And he couldn't help but secretly marvel at the other party's understanding of the internal situation of the organization.
So Ireland unconsciously started chatting with the mechanical male voice.
Subaru Okiya also looked solemnly, secretly speculating on the identity of this mysterious man.
"Who are you and why do you know this?"
"I said, it's not important."
"The important thing is, Mr. Ireland, do you want to get rid of these troubles?"
"Can you help me?"
"able."
"Then how can you help me?"
"We'll talk about the specifics later."
"Hehe, it's empty talk."
"I don't care if you are the FBI, the CIA, or some other mole in the organization. Isn't it too naive to convince me to work for you with just a few words?"
"." The mechanical male voice was silent for a while.
But it then did not directly answer Ireland's question.
Instead, he thought to himself and said to him:
"Mr. Ireland, let me help you solve your current difficulty first."
"Huh?" Ireland was slightly startled.
"You're still being chased, aren't you?"
"Are you going to help me?"
Ireland looked around warily:
"Are you nearby?"
"I don't need to be around to help you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the red light at the intersection ahead, with a countdown of ten seconds, suddenly turned into a green light.
The flow of traffic came to a standstill for an instant.
When Ireland arrived, it happened to pass through unobstructed.
As soon as he drove through the intersection, the green light turned into red again, and the stagnant traffic started moving again.
The pursuit vehicles driven by Lin Xinyi and Chris behind them were inevitably delayed by the traffic.
"This" Ireland was shocked.
He thought it was just an unexpected coincidence.
But after passing several intersections in a row, such a "coincidence" would happen as promised.
Ireland just drove over with a green light.
After passing a few intersections, the vehicles driven by Lin Xinyi and Chris behind him had already disappeared without a trace.
"Did you do this?"
Ireland was a little surprised.
Okiya Subaru also showed a faint expression of solemnity:
“Even the urban transportation system can be controlled at will”
"Are you from the Japanese Public Security Bureau?"
"I'm not." The mechanical male voice replied:
"However, when it comes to the Japanese Public Security Bureau"
"Mr. Ireland, please slow down on the road ahead and be careful not to break the law by speeding."
"After arriving at the Mihua Avenue interchange hub, turn right toward Abeido and enter the elevated highway."
"Huh?" Ireland was slightly startled.
Today, the navigator is far from being available.
He was still a little unaccustomed to such micro-manipulation of commands.
At this time, the mechanical male voice was heard explaining:
"There are large numbers of Japanese policemen in the nearby area."
"If you continue to drive at a high speed, you will only draw unnecessary attention from them."
"And the fastest escape route to avoid them is the city-circling elevated highway leading to Abeido."
"This" Ireland was even more surprised:
Does this mysterious man even know the location of the Japanese police?
Can they even plan the best escape route for him in a timely manner based on the activity area of the Japanese police?
Who is he and why is he so powerful?
"Okay, I'll slow down."
I'm afraid Ireland himself didn't notice that the mysterious man had gradually established a reliable image in his heart.
After a brief hesitation, he still chose to obey the other party.
I saw Ireland slowly slowing down.
Disguise yourself as an ordinary vehicle driving on the road.
Then, almost half a minute later
A huge convoy of more than a dozen cars suddenly emerged from the nearby intersection.
Then it sailed past Ireland in a mighty way.
Completely ignored him.
"hiss"
Ireland gasped.
If he hadn't followed the advice of the mechanical male voice just now and was still racing ahead on the road.
Then he has probably exposed his identity in front of these Japanese police officers and is being led by dozens of guns to eat pork chop rice.
"Thanks."
Ireland said thank you into the phone.
He increasingly felt that the energy held in this mysterious man's hands was truly unfathomable.
Such a man with great magical powers might really be able to help him.
"But I still have to ask."
"who are you?"
Ireland is still very worried.
"It does not matter."
The other person still answered mechanically.
"You have to at least give me a name."
"I don't want to work with a guy whose name I can't even name."
Ireland is making its last stand:
"The name of your organization - don't tell me. You have such powerful intelligence capabilities, but you don't have an organization behind you."
"And your name."
"I have to know."
"What's your name?"
The mechanical male voice hesitated for a moment:
“Our organization doesn’t have a name.”
Really not.
The "M78" proposed by someone was killed early by several other organization members.
After that, the organization never started formal preparations.
No one bothered to name it.
"But I still have a name."
Just listen to the mechanical male voice solemnly say:
"Mr. Ireland, you can call me"
"Noah."
a moment ago.
"Noah?"
"Mr. Lin, your proposal is good."
On the phone, Noah's Ark gave a satisfactory response:
"Let's use 'Noah' as my external code name."
"I like it so much."
It was originally called "Noah's Ark".
Of course I don’t hate the code name “Noah”.
Noah is a legendary hero who received an oracle and could predict danger in advance and save mankind before the flood.
The meaning behind the name is also very consistent with the "crime prediction system" it was designed for.
"Shinichi, I didn't expect you to make serious suggestions"
Belmod looked over in surprise:
"Noah. This is a good name."
"Although it's taken directly from its original name."
"But at least it's not from Ultraman -"
"If you really use such childish things to give organization members alternative names, I'm afraid no one will join this organization."
Lin Xinyi: "Uh"
He looked a little embarrassed.
"Haha. Yes, that's right."
"This has absolutely nothing to do with Ultraman."
Fortunately, it’s still 1996.
Ultraman Noah only made his debut in 2004.
Let’s talk about it in a few years.
A few years later, they realized something was wrong.
That was Tsuburaya plagiarizing him, and there was nothing he could do about it.
"Shinichi." At this time, Belmode asked with great interest: "How about you give me a code name too?"
As she spoke, she also deliberately emphasized:
"No Ultraman."
"Something like 'Noah'."
"Okay."
Lin Xinyi thought about it seriously:
"Sister, what do you think of this name?"
"Beria?"
"Beria?" Belmod was slightly startled:
Su Lian, the spy chief?
This is an old man in the intelligence community.
Everyone is in this field, and his name is not just called by his peers.
Otherwise, it would be just like self-deceptive titles like "Napoleon of the East" and "Bismarck of the East". It would be ridiculous to even say it.
"No. It's Belial."
Lin Xinyi corrected his pronunciation.
"The Demon King of Hell in "Dead Sea Script"?"
Belmode thought carefully:
"The deputy monarch of heaven, the commander-in-chief of the army of darkness, and the chief conspirator of rebellion against heaven."
Is my image in your mind so terrifying? ?
Wait, let's talk about Beria, which is Belial.
He is not only a demon, but also a fallen angel.
Legend has it that Belial was able to retain the noble appearance of an angel after his fall.
Perhaps, it is because depravity was not his original intention.
"Fallen angel?"
After thinking about it, Belmod suddenly laughed:
"Thanks--"
"I like this name very much."