When I left the bar, it was already 11 o'clock in the night.
Oda Sakunosuke drove the car and first dropped Amuro Tohru near the Cowherd Hall, then took a detour and dropped Rando down at the dormitory area on the ground floor of the port mafia. Then he dropped off Dazai Osamu at Mori Ogai's small clinic, and then headed towards the port.
Driving to mafia headquarters.
Kamishiro Kiyoka breathed a sigh of relief.
Although he doesn't mind living with Dazai Osamu, but if this continues, he won't be able to hide the makeup thing at all!!
Dazai Neko is a keen cat, and trying to divert his attention seems to only give him new puzzles, such as the identity of Furitani-senpai...
Hmm.
With Senior Tani's many years of undercover experience, Dazai Osamu wouldn't have been able to find out the details so quickly.
The young intelligence agent thought a little guilty.
However, there was one thing that Kamishiro Kiyokazu was quite sure of: even if he did guess something, Dazai Neko would keep it a secret.
Of course, a good intelligence agent should not be so quick to trust someone he has known for a short time, but Kamishiro Kiyokazu thought carefully that even if Dazai Osamu exposed this secret, because of his lack of energy and limited channels, not many people would believe it in the end.
The consequences were entirely beyond his control.
The young intelligence officers of the Secret Service Division have always believed that if the worst consequences of an incident are within the tolerance, then it can be done.
Um.
Kamishiro Kiyokazu changed his clothes while reviewing the game, finally getting rid of the sore feeling of leaking air from his lower body, and then looked at the women's black lace panties that he had changed into on the back seat, and fell into deep thought.
Yes.
As a person who cares a lot about his personal image, when he plays the role of a girl in a skirt, of course he also changes his clothes inside.
Although under normal circumstances no one should be able to see there, but what if a strong wind blows? What if there is a wretched and life-threatening guy who has to lift his skirt even if he risks his attack?...
Thinking of encountering an accident and being found wearing men's underwear, Kamishiro Kiyokazu felt suffocated.
He would not allow himself to make such a mistake.
Although I am suffocating now.
The black-haired boy's eyes wandered for a while, and he knocked on the front seat while driving through a sparsely populated street: "Oda-kun, stop for a moment."
Kamishiro Kiyokazu asked his red-haired subordinate to turn around, silently set fire to his underwear on the roadside, and destroyed the corpse.
His face was stiff.
Still a little hot.
It must have been smoked by fire.
Sitting back in the car, Kamidai Kiyoka looked up at the new moon in the sky.
I remember it was still a full moon when the five major cadres meeting was held.
Half a month.
I've been staying at the port mafia for so long.
The alcohol content of mojito is very low, but it still contains alcohol.
Is this considered a buff?
The young man with black hair and black eyes held his forehead with one hand, feeling the subtle, drunken feeling that filled his limbs, and laughed softly.
——The curvature of the corners of his lips coincides with Fu Jiang’s.
——Tonight, the old leader, gnawed by jealousy, will definitely be unable to help but summon him.
Port mafia headquarters building. Chief's office.
The light is dim, the silver candlesticks reflect the dim light, the bright red carpet and European-style tables and chairs make the place look like a vampire's lair.
——It is not the gentleman vampires in movies and TV dramas that are created for female audiences, but a place where evil spirits linger in the world.
——The skinny old man was sitting behind the desk, staring straight at him.
Kamidai Kiyawa looked at him for a moment, then leaned slightly to maintain basic courtesy: "Sir, leader."
He used a voice that was somewhere between the original voice and that of the girl Tomie, hoping that the old leader could feel this subtle change.
As for the two black suits behind the old leader, they can only be considered as additions.
"Cough, cough cough..."
The old leader picked up the warm water handed to him by his subordinates in black suits and moistened his throat. He symbolically asked some questions about schoolwork and life, waved his subordinates away, and looked at the black-haired boy again.
With a sticky, substance-like sight.
"Kawakami, come here."
Kamidai Kiyowa paused and took a few steps forward, "Master leader?"
"Kawakami, Kawakami..." the old leader muttered, stretched out his withered hand, took hold of the young man's, and pulled his hand closer to take a closer look, but was quickly thrown away. The old leader chuckled.
He stood up and said without caring, "Kawakami, look at these rings."
Kamishiro Kiyowa: "..."
The next step is for you to put it on me?
Goodbye.
He was still convincing himself that it was Kawakami Kiyokazu who was dirty just now.
The old man's bark-like fingers opened the huge jewelry box, and what came into view was a ring that shone brightly under the dim light, filled with jewels. The old leader's fingers touched the ring and said slowly: "This one,
It can open a vault in Port Mafia; this one corresponds to the weapons depot on the east side of the warehouse area; this one can open the door to the raw gem storage place..."
Kamishiro Kiyowa: "..."
No.
etc.
What age is this? Is it really okay for you to use your ring as a key?! It feels like if a thief with high technical content like a phantom thief comes in, your business will change hands!!
——The key point is that this is probably my future foundation!!!
The old leader obviously interpreted the change in the black-haired boy's expression as a heartbeat, and babbled:
"You haven't yet, join the mafia symbol."
Kamidai Kiyowa knows this knowledge point.
In a mafia, the custom is that the member who induces the new member to join is responsible for taking care of the new member. This mafia member will buy something that can be carried with him and give it to the other person.
Kamidai Kiyowa was brought in by the old leader, so the token should naturally be given by the old leader.
The black-haired boy raised his eyebrows: "Didn't the leader give me a custom-made suit?"
"That's not it."
The old leader explained patiently, "These are the rings." He gestured, "Which one do you like?"
Does that mean you can only choose one?
Kamidai Kiyokazu didn't bother to think at all, didn't bother to figure out the similarities and differences between the rings and the impact of choosing one, because Tomie was not a person who could weigh the pros and cons.
As a woman standing at the top of vanity——
Fujiang will only want them all, or not want them all.
Kandairo Kiyawa glanced at Mew's shining rings with a lack of interest, and raised his chin slightly so that a beam of light would just shine on the left side of his face - the young intelligence officer had compared it, and his photo looked better from the left. He has black hair and black hair.
The boy with wide eyes crossed his arms and said dissatisfiedly: "You just want to use these bargains on the roadside to get rid of me?"
"If nothing happens, I'll go back to sleep."
He confidently rolled his eyes at the old leader and scolded, "Sleeping late will affect the condition of your skin."
Kamidai Kiyoka turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by the old leader again.
The old leader's expression flickered under the light, and he asked him good-naturedly what kind of ring he wanted. The young man with black hair and black eyes pointed unceremoniously, "At least it should be customized, using legendary gems and master-grade stones."
The craftsmanship is unique and belongs exclusively to me——"
"...You're right."
Listening to this harsh condition, the old leader laughed instead, his cloudy eyes shining with indulgence and fascination, "Of course, I will do it."
"I will definitely do it this time..."
"I will satisfy you. Only I can satisfy you, Kawakami..."
Returning to the dormitory, Kamishiro Kiyokazu finished checking the room and slowly sat on the sofa.
Lie down after half a minute.
...mental pollution.
That kind of vampire lair-like environment, coupled with an old leader with impressive looks, and he had to adapt to Fu Jiang's mentality to interact with the old leader, the impact was not as simple as 111.
Kamishiro Kiyoka stood up, poured a glass of ice milk and drank it, then peeled off a piece of fruit candy and stuffed it into his mouth, then lay down again.
Hmm.
The alcohol has been metabolized.
Judging from the meeting just now, there was something strangely wrong with the old leader's mental state.
Kamishiro Kiyokazu remembered a piece of information from Special Agent Corey.
The record was about a superpower from another country whose superpower manifested itself as "illusion". The opponent's enemies often died of fire or low temperature, and the corpses also showed corresponding conditions, but in fact there was no fire or ice at all.
——The essence of "illusion" is to make you "believe".
...and the power of "belief" can be very powerful.
Kamishiro Kiyokazu had a strange expression.
——So, the old leader tricked himself?
——Because he "believes" that Kawakami Kiyokazu is the incomplete Tomie, and will eventually become the complete Tomie, so how do you look at it?
Kamidai Kiyawa couldn't laugh or cry.
This is barely good news, unless we consider that the difficulty of his future performances will increase.
Judging from the old leader's mental state, it seems that if he can persist for more than a month at most, he will go crazy if he can no longer see the complete Fu Jiang.
And before that...
Where can he find a charming female model to learn how to behave?
worry.
Kamidai Kiyawa racked his brains, but to no avail. He flopped on the sofa twice, like a salted fish stuck to a pot.
It's too difficult. It's better to work overtime in the Secret Service Section to do this task...
never mind.
Thinking on the bright side, at least he went to bed earlier than his partner Ango.
——It’s also earlier than Fukutani-senpai who is destined to have an uneventful life tonight.
Toru Amuro walked quickly through the night.
When he arrived at Ai's House, he noticed someone watching nearby, but he didn't pay attention at that time.
Cowherd is a profession that comes with its own disputes. Many times, you don't know whether the female customers you serve have husbands, boyfriends, or admirers, and whether they are rational or not.
However, when he got off work, the surveillance was still there and followed his route back to the short-term rental, so he knew something was wrong.
The disadvantages of having too many identities are shown here——
As Tooru Amuro accelerated and tried to get rid of the people behind him, he thought: Who is it and why are they looking for him?
The person who is related to the female guest served by Asmodeus? The revenge related to the case solved by Detective Amuro? The crisis caused by the identity of Bourbon in the black organization? Or the opponent of tonight's mafia guests?...
There are too many options, so give up for now.
The blond and dark-skinned young man jumped over the low wall with a light body, and nimbly changed his position with one hand on the ground. He swerved in the complicated alleyway and quickly got rid of the person who was following him.
The new moon is like a hook.
Amuro looked through the telescope at the short-term rental house where his luggage was stored.
But seeing that the door had been broken open, a few social idlers with colorful hair came in and out. The neighbors closed the door tightly, and in front of these rainbow heads, there was a man wearing a black suit, black sunglasses, and black shoes.
Man in leather shoes.
Dressing like this late at night means you are either sick or mafia.
Shaking the image of the random vodka out of his mind, Toru Amuro put down his binoculars and planned to go to the black organization's safe house to spend the night and replenish some equipment.
The underworld in the city of Yokohama completely ignored the gun ban. Toru Amuro was not stupid and had no intention of using his flesh and blood to carry bullets unless necessary.
As for why he was in trouble——
Is it related to Miss Kawakami?
Maybe there are other female customers who are also connected to Mafia...
Hmm.
This situation seems to be exploitable.
An innocent handsome cowherd who is inexplicably in danger, and a kind and beautiful lady from a congressman's family who happens to pick up the cowherd——
I heard that there is a style that girls like nowadays, called...