As for marksmanship, the original owner had never been exposed to it, but Hinata reasonably knew how to do it.

In terms of intelligence and eavesdropping, there are systematic monitors. He just needs to find a way to sneak into them and throw in a few monitors.

You can also find ways to contact the target person and throw a locator bug.

As for making money through fraud and interrogation, Hinata is not very familiar with it. The latter is fine. He usually beats the other party a few times and the other party will tell the truth honestly. The former is a bit bald.

However, just like eavesdropping, you can directly eavesdrop and monitor some rich people, get their accounts and passwords, and then withdraw money by yourself.

Anyway, Hinata can reasonably do a lot, and if there is any other need, he can also learn it.

The temperature inside the car seemed to be getting colder, and Gin said coldly: "You know how to use a gun?"

"Except for the study, my father doesn't care much about other things. I have used his gun." Hinata reasonably moved out the almighty Mr. Hinata again.

"This waste." The temperature dropped a little more, and Gin's expression remained unchanged. He raised his eyes and glanced at the direction of the car, "Go to the club."

club?

These two sentences were obviously not reasonable to say to Hinata, so he fell silent.

Vodka, who drove silently, nodded and turned the car into another street.

Gin in the front seat handed over a document, "Take a look."

The document was not very thick, just a few sheets of paper. Hinata reached out to take it reasonably, opened it and took a look.

The first one is the resume of the curly-haired police officer, which contains some resumes and ID photos.

What needs to be emphasized is that the perspective of this document is obviously that of the police... It is once again confirmed that the top police officials are indeed undercover.

In the ID photo, the curly-haired police officer was not wearing sunglasses, and his entire face was completely exposed, but the corners of his lips were still raised lazily.

And the fluffy curly hair on her head is still there, almost breaking through the photo.

Hinata was able to identify who the other party was through the curly hair and the obviously ungrateful smile.

He was silent again.

Gin's cold voice came, "There are too many troublesome things around you. Find a way to deal with it...or let me help you deal with it?"

This treatment obviously means to get rid of it.

Hinata lowered her head reasonably, briefly read Matsuda Jinpei's resume, and continued to flip through it.

The second page is also an acquaintance, a friend of the other party, named Hagiwara Kenji.

The person in the ID photo is also smiling inappropriately. These two people are indeed friends.

The third resume is that of Yusaku Kudo. Unlike the internal resumes of the previous two police officers, this resume is a bit like Baidu Encyclopedia.

After reading them all, he raised his head.

While he was slowly flipping through his resume, Vodka glanced at him from the rearview mirror from time to time, but Gin kept looking out the car window without urging him.

He raised his hand to signal, and Ginjiu said, "Say."

"Someone is responsible for dealing with my traces. You didn't finish interrogating me and just dealt with me. It shows that I am still useful and not just treated as garbage or something like that."

Hinata closed the folder reasonably and tried to make her expression more puzzled, "But there is one thing I don't quite understand."

In the rearview mirror, the two organization members in the front seat looked over.

"The reason for handling things like my blood is that I hope I won't leave any traces of blood with the police. It's an act of concealment."

"If my mother burned charcoal and committed suicide, it was most likely an accident. It attracted the attention of the police and detectives. You are very unhappy."

Hinata asked in a declarative tone: "So, sniper the bomber at the entrance of the Metropolitan Police Department, and directly deal with the police officers and detectives who are in close contact with me..."

"You think you can't hide it, why don't you just expose me?"

Of course it's impossible, the other party must have taken the silent route, otherwise the nurse wouldn't have used the call bell to convey the meeting request.

These few paragraphs were briefly strung together in the elevator when Hinata was rationally thinking about what would happen during the interview.

There is no way, any black force cannot care about the exchanges between organization members and the police, unless the other party is a high-level member of the organization, and contacting the police is a form of intelligence gathering.

But he is just an ordinary member who has not yet entered the organization.

Then the first task to show your ability is probably to eliminate the police officers who pay special attention to you.

...So we have to think of another argument that can convince the black organization not to eliminate the two police officers and detectives.

After all, there is a life-saving grace.

Hinata's reasonable plan is to alienate her now, then repay her with a promotion if she has the chance, and create a bomb/criminal to add merit to her if she doesn't have the chance.

I didn't plan to kill the opponent directly, it just happened that I didn't have to pay back the life-saving grace.

Although no one saves him, as long as his survival point does not return to zero, even if he is not discovered until the third day, he is at most 'severely poisoned and can be barely rescued'.

But according to human normal concepts, this is indeed a life-saving grace.

Gin lit a cigarette and said expressionlessly: "Since you don't plan to clean it up directly, what are you going to do with it?"

The response was okay, which means it doesn't need to be cleaned up.

"I am being noticed now because there are doubts about the cause of my mother's death." Hinata started the second step reasonably.

"People with carbon monoxide poisoning will have cherry red lips. My mother's lips are pale and her nails are blue and purple, which are not characteristics of carbon monoxide poisoning."

He could feel that when he said this, Gin had been observing him in the rearview mirror.

This scrutinizing look is a bit like one of Matsuda Jinpei's previous looks. It is an act of closely observing his facial expressions and trying to extract some information.

Hinata thought about it and understood.

When he spoke again, he lowered his eyes, thinking about whether it was enough to express sadness, and continued: "As long as the murderer is found, the case is closed, and there are relatives willing to take me in before I am underage, then it won't be long before they don't remember me.

who is it."

It may be a bit difficult to convince Kudo Yusaku.

But if you throw in a highly suspicious and almost certain prisoner, it won't be difficult to convince the police who are eager to settle the case.

"The case will be closed tomorrow." Gin pinched his cigarette, sneered, and emphasized what he said later, "As for the 'relatives' who can temporarily adopt you until you reach adulthood..."

Vodka took out a thick stack of folders from beside his seat and put them in the back seat without looking back. When he felt someone catching them, he let go and continued driving.

Gin said: "You can choose one here."

...The Black Organization really loves folders.

Hinata reasonably suppressed the desire to complain, opened the folder and took a look, then her eyes narrowed slightly.

On the first page of the folder was a woman, a reasonably mature woman.

The ID photo above should be the photo on the student ID card. The other person smiled slightly and looked at the camera gently.

He subconsciously glanced at the name to confirm: Hirota Masami.
Chapter completed!