In the end, Kamidai Kiyokazu failed to fulfill his wish to cancel the holiday at night.
He started work in the afternoon.
There is no way, there are too many things to do.
Contact the Suzuki Foundation to explain the problem of the art museum and other surrounding buildings being bombed, strengthen the public opinion about the gas explosion that was released previously, and the follow-up processing of the black organization, including the three Apaches that crashed last night...
The wreckage of the Apache Mafia has been recovered, and the pilots died on the spot. Originally, the pilot of the Apache that was sniped away from the direction at the beginning might have survived, but it was a pity that the other party did not know how to escape after seeing Chuuya's heroic appearance.
Why did you start throwing bombs...
It is worth mentioning that the "holographic online game" cannot determine whether the deceased is a person with supernatural powers. However, Senior Fangtani recognized one of them and confirmed that he was a code-named member of the black organization in Europe, but there were not many more.
Understood - anyway, the plan to let Chuuya activate the dirty version last night was based on the fact that the pilot might be a superpower, and Chuuya's air battle might get into a dogfight, resulting in artillery fire and huge economic losses. Now that the matter has passed, it doesn't matter.
get to the bottom--
What's more complicated is that someone from the military came and wanted to get the remains of the Apache.
Of course, this American-made armed helicopter is also sold to Japan, but it is not a castrated version, which is a matter of opinion.
The military wants to check whether the Apache that was most likely smuggled in rum last night is original, and it is reasonable to try to crack the technology and steal it.
The "righteousness" here of course refers to the kind between countries.
After taking over the command, Kamishiro Kiyokazu formed a negotiation team led by Mori Ogai after getting to know the members of the military. He gave them the bottom line of one, two, three, and asked them to connect.
It's true that they were civilian experts, but they were escorted by hound dogs Tsaiju and Suehiro.
Although those two people didn't know him, who knew whether Ms. Yezi had mentioned herself to her teammates? It would be better not to come forward.
And there are so many official documents...
Kamidai Kiyokazu looked at the documents on his desk that were sent by the heads of various departments and requested for instructions. His shoulders slumped and he thought sadly, "How can I have time to argue with the military?"
The chief's office still remains the same as it was before Qinghe left.
Dazai Osamu sat on the desk of Kandaiki Kiyawa Shishu, lazily holding up his chin and looking at the afternoon sun shining through the glass wall. He then looked at the black-haired boy who was shrouded in the sun, and his eyes finally fell on him.
earrings.
The amber gem flashed in the sunlight with the boy's movements, making his mood lighten up.
Odasaku is also here.
It seems that you are writing a manuscript?
When this kind of embezzlement and expansion occurs, it is very reasonable to have a bodyguard by your side to prevent assassinations.
...It's the same as before.
Dazai Osamu thought this way, the lines on his face softened a little, and he felt that the documents on the table were much more pleasing to the eye.
Hmm.
Although the more important thing now seems to be the unification of Kanto, but... it would not be a bad idea to build Odasaku's publishing house first? As for the remnants of the black organization, Rum can be left to mold in the Mafia underground prison for a while, Curacao continues
Keep them locked up. You can go out for a walk if you are accompanied. Those who are not captured will be handed over to Belmod——
Let’s go with Ango.
I believe Qinghe’s partner will not disappoint.
The purpose of coming to Mafia for the intelligence agents from the Secret Service Department must not be to provide for their retirement, right?
Writing instructions that make people happy, Osamu Dazai is full of energy in his work.
My cat is so cute.
While working hard, he occasionally sucks cats in the air. Thinking about this, Kiyoshi Kamishiro added another wave of motivation.
Except for the management, most mafia members work the night shift.
Toru Amuro took advantage of the daytime to prepare to drive back to the police station.
In any case, his initial mission was to go undercover in the black organization. Now that the black organization is basically finished, of course he has to return to the police to report relevant matters.
...But I feel a little guilty for no reason.
The white Mazda was driving on the road to the Tokyo Police Department. When it stopped at a red light for a long time, Toru Amuro thought about it and spoke to Seikazu Kamishiro.
—
-As he expected, the other party didn't mind.
"..."
It still feels weird.
The blond and dark-skinned police undercover officer thought about the few people he met in the mafia lobby, wearing military green coats, who should be from the military of the brother departments, sitting on the mafia hospitality sofa and waiting, and the strange feeling in his heart became stronger.
——Like Kamishiro Kiyokazu, Toru Amuro also guessed the military's purpose, but what he didn't expect was the military's attitude.
——As if equal, the attitude of discussing business.
Yokohama is such a magical place.
When reporting on the downfall of the black organization, it is inevitable to involve the port mafia.
So, what can be said?
ah.
He doesn't seem to know much...
Except for the trivial matters in the lives of Kamishiro-kun and Dazai-kun that have little to do with the secret reality.
"etc."
The public security officer opened his eyes wide and felt puzzled: "You mean, you lost contact before because Belmod tricked you and pointed a gun at you and pulled you into the port Mafia? And Mafia was found by coincidence.
He killed the boss of the black organization, and because of the boss’s behavior, he came up with the idea of swallowing up the black organization, so why don’t he just do it all the time?”
Amuro Toru nodded deeply.
When he first learned the news, he was as shocked as the management officer.
Amuro Toru considerately gave the confused manager time to sort out his thoughts. After a pause, he analyzed rationally: "We are in a different place. If I were the leader of Mafia, it would be difficult to resist this temptation."
——The mystery of the boss of the black organization is his weapon, and it is also his Achilles heel.
It took the management officer a long time to digest the news.
He was somewhat powerless.
The large-scale transnational black organization that was so valued by the Security Planning Division and followed for many years ended up ending so dramatically at the hands of Yokohama's Port Mafia...
On the bright side, at least the latter is local.
Pooh.
This is not a benefit. The benefit should be that black organizations will soon no longer pose a threat to the country and the people.
Sure enough, does it make sense for the country to legalize the underworld...
The public security officer thought for a moment and his face gradually became serious: "Is the Port Mafia going to replace the black organization?"
Let's replace it on a limited basis.
Kamishiro-kun would not be happy for the whole world to accept it, it would be too tiring.
Toru Amuro thought this, but did not express this untenable inference based only on his personal impression. He only expressed that he did not know.
Of course the manager had no doubts.
Bourbon, as a newcomer who was forcefully poached to Mafia on the eve of the black organization's destruction, had been employed for less than a month. Mafia, which had eliminated the black organization, must be on guard against him. It was obviously impossible for him to know such a secret.
The management officer thought again of the image taken by satellite last night and widely circulated in the public security system.
When I think of seeing those images and realizing that this was a real battle that took place at night in Yokohama, I can't stop trembling all over my body.
At this time, it was only belatedly that we knew who the two warring parties were.
...This is actually the underworld Huo Bing?
——You Yokohama [Tokyo expletive] call this a yakuza firefight?!
grass.
The management officer has reason to suspect that after Port Mafia replaces the Black Organization, it will become a more terrifying existence than the Black Organization.
People with special abilities have fallen out of the scope of the police's responsibilities.
I just hope that the Secret Service has a way to control Mafia.
No matter how you reason, the port mafia that has harvested the black organization will usher in a round of expansion, and Tokyo and Yokohama are so close to each other——
"Furutani-kun." The manager's eyes flashed apologetically, but he was firm. He solemnly pressed Amuro Toru's shoulders, "You have been undercover in the black organization for five years, and now the black organization has finally fallen. Guard
The textbook should have recalled you and promoted you based on your merit, but now..."
"I understand." Toru Amuro
I heard the sound of another boot hitting the ground in my heart, "I will try my best to find out the thoughts of Mafia's senior management."
"Ahem, all the Fujuns are still inside, you can still watch and help each other."
The manager himself felt a little guilty when he said it. How can the chef help? - However, when the black organization is almost extinct in Japan, we can find a way to fish out Zhu Fujun and put it in the mafia.
It would be a waste of talent to cook for people all the time.
Before leaving, the manager thought of something again and told him that the military police came again to arrest Miyano Akemi, and this time they were particularly tough.
"You decide how you want to handle it." The management officer patted him on the shoulder, looking pleased. "Although your promotion was not notified to the entire police department, your authority within the zero group has been improved. Work hard."
The sun moves westward.
The sun shines on the familiar streets of Tokyo, on the middle-aged people hurriedly passing by with briefcases under their arms, on the young people playing with their mobile phones with their heads down, and on the teenagers listening to music on their headphones.
Coming out of the police station, Toru Amuro paused for a long time.
He had dinner at a convenience store on the street and returned to his beloved Mazda.
The Mazda starts slowly.
The road from Tokyo to Yokohama is already familiar, Tohru Amuro thought while driving. He has not told Miyano Akemi that the military police have come to ask for her. The reason is that she is the family member of a colleague in the military police and the other party wants to take her there.
Reunion.
——As for family members, there is only Shirley.
——Corresponding to the black organization, Shirley did defect and disappeared.
In the past, Toru Amuro had always felt that even if Shirley, as a researcher, was protected by the military police, she might not be able to protect Miyano Akemi in Japan where black organizations are active. An alarming hypothesis is that since there are black organizations in the police,
Who can guarantee that there are no undercover agents in the military and police?
But now that the black organization has been destroyed, the military and police have come to help and ask for people again, and their attitude is even more urgent...
What does Shirley rely on?
"She has made a meritorious service and her status within the military and police has been improved." Kamishiro Kiyoka said while looking at the documents without looking up, "If we don't seriously pursue the case of Miss Akemi's bank robbery, let her and Shirley reunite to deal with the two sisters.
That's fine. The military and police can take Miss Akimei as a civilian, or let her find an ordinary job in Yokohama."
"Preferably in a store owned by Mafia?"
Thinking that Kamishiro-kun might know, I came to ask. I didn't expect that the other party really knew. Toru Amuro felt a little complicated, "You and Shirley..."
Kamishiro Kiyokazu said frankly: "I recommended her to join the military police."
Toru Amuro: "..."
Ignore the question of how you know Shirley so well——
The corners of the undercover police officer's mouth twitched, his expression was subtle, and his spirit of complaining was burning, "You and the military police..."
"The relationship is okay, what's wrong?"
Kamishiro Kiyokazu raised his eyes and looked at the senior Fukitani in front of him, with a smile in his eyes and a persuasive approach, "Don't be so narrow-minded. We are all the guardians of this city and this country, but we just have different ways of protecting them. We are all brothers in the department."
Toru Amuro: "..."
Oops.
Unexpectedly, I couldn't find fault for a while.
This is the chief's office in the evening. The various checks before entering and the guards in black suits outside the door are all oppressive, but when he sees the people inside, Toru Amuro can't get nervous.
Kamishiro Kiyowa, Dazai Osamu, and Oda Sakunosuke.
A familiar combination of hot spring travel companions.
But soon, someone who could make him nervous arrived.
Kandairo Kiyokazu answered an intercom call, told the other party that he was released, and said with a gentle smile: "By the way, Amuro-senpai, we need to change the title. Within Mafia, you must remember to call me leader."
Toru Amuro agreed very much.
To be honest, he was scared that the title never changed.
When asked about the news he wanted, Toru Amuro was about to say goodbye and leave when the French carved wooden door behind him opened and a familiar person walked in.
The man with long silver hair walked lightly, like an elegant predator. Blood and smoke seemed to follow him, and the eyes of everyone present were instantly attracted.
"Qin
liquor."
Toru Amuro murmured.
The door to the chief's office opened again.
Midorikawa Hikaru walked in carrying three people's dinner, and was fixed in place by a pair of dark green wolf eyes.