This is the result of the promotion of two parties: Kamishiro Kiyokazu wants to go out with friends during the day and go to class at night; a certain old leader also wants the young master Kawakami to stay in the building at night to avoid running into the mafia's pursuit of a certain cowherd. - Although
A young man with such outstanding skills cannot be just a cowherd, but to the old leader who is determined to kill the other party, his identity does not matter, as long as the person dies.
Oh yes.
From the perspective of the old leader, the "girl" Kawakami didn't know about this. Kamidai Kiyoka specially dressed up and went to ask again at the opening time of Ai no House, and only after receiving the same reply "asmodeus asked for leave"
Pretending to be disappointed, he turned back.
——Perform a full set of plays.
——I’m also applauding my dedication today.
Ozaki Momiji looked up from the document: "Young Master, are you in a good mood today?"
Kamidai Kiyoka picked up the mirror on the table: "Is it obvious?"
A smiling face was reflected in the mirror.
"Maybe I went out to play with Dazai and Oda-kun today." Kamishiro Kiyokazu rubbed his face, trying to wipe away the smile, "Did you know that when we were at the zoo, Oda-kun actually confused the red panda with the little raccoon?
Yeah, I really don’t know how he got away with it, they look obviously completely different——”
The black-haired boy looked at the red-haired woman, his expression paused, and he said hurt: "Sister Hongye, are you laughing at me?"
"This is not a mockery."
Ozaki Momiji raised her sleeves, and the furisode printed with cherry blossoms covered the curved lips of the kimono woman, but the smile spread upwards little by little, and appeared in those rose-red eyes - the female leader of Mafia said softly, "
I just suddenly realized that the young master is still a child."
Kamishiro Kiyowa: "..."
ah.
Is this also a wonderful use of "showing weakness"?
Showing a child-like side and stimulating women’s maternal awareness...Thank you, Fangtani-sempai, for your words and deeds.
Kamishiro Kiyawa pretended to be serious: "No matter how young you are, you are still a young master." After a pause, the black-haired boy continued, "Besides, Sister Hongye is not much older than me, right?"
Ozaki Momiji smiled and shook his head.
Not the same.
If you sink in mafia, your heart will grow old.
Ozaki Momiji occasionally sees those girls of the same age on the streets of Yokohama, chattering and romantic, or they are happy for a small hairpin, or they are sad for poor test results... These are still students who have never entered the society, simple and beautiful
The way he looked, I just felt... as if he was from another world.
Thinking of Kawakami Seiwa's resume, Ozaki Momiji's expression softened a bit.
Young Master...
A child between light and darkness.
Kamishiro Kiyowa: “…………”
Sister Hongye's eyes suddenly turned loving when she looked at him.
It's not an illusion.
The young intelligence agent of the Secret Service Division fell into deep thinking and made many notes in the "Reference on Communication Patterns with the Opposite Sex".
The atmosphere in the cadre office is more comfortable. Ozaki Momiji and Kamishiro Kiyokazu are doing their own things in a relaxed manner. Ozaki Momiji is naturally working hard for the port mafia, which has increasingly fewer available manpower, while Kamishiro Kiyokazu is sorting out various information on his mobile phone.
—It’s obvious what’s in the intelligence agent’s cell phone.
Kamidai Kiyoka habitually makes modifications to the electronic products he owns. His level A IT skills allow him to always complete seemingly magical operations. For example, it is obviously a mobile phone, but it can be used as if it were two mobile phones.
Specific to now——
One mobile phone corresponds to the young master of the port mafia, Kawakami Kiyokazu, whose experience is indistinguishable from that of the Secret Service Section; one mobile phone corresponds to the intelligence officer of the Special Agent Section, who is also a regular customer who has contacts with many Japanese and even international intelligence dealers... Of course, occasionally,
I will receive news from the Dian family.
"Ding dong."
Shendai Qinghe silently tuned into vibration.
Of course the email I receive most often is from my partner Ango.
In the email, Sakaguchi Ango detailed what he had seen today, including his admiration for Mr. Ranpo, concerns about Fukitani-senpai, and many details that Kiyowa Kamishiro seemed to be able to say or not. At the end of the email, Sakaguchi Ango asked.
Who will pay for Edogawa Ranpo's dessert today? He means splitting it half and half with his partner...
——Stupid.
——It’s really too stupid!
Kamishiro Kiyawa poked the phone with such force that it made people worry about cramping in his fingers, causing Ozaki Momiji to look over and ask, "What's wrong?"
The boy with black hair and dark eyes clicked send and wrote lightly: "A dead-headed acquaintance."
[Go to the farming chief for reimbursement.
——Qinghe】
Sakaguchi Ango: “…………”
Yes.
This seems to be considered official expenditure?
Sakaguchi Ango, who consciously learned a trick, didn't know that his partner was complaining about being "brainless" from a distance. At this time, he neither returned to the special agent department nor lingered around the congressman's house to wait. Instead, he came to a certain deputy.
In front of the dean's house.——This is the current personal doctor of the old leader of Port Mafia, the one who wants to die together with the patient's old leader.
Sakaguchi Ango knew very well that with average physical skills and average driving skills, he couldn't help Kamifuriya-senpai. If he accepted it rashly, it might delay him. He didn't want to end the day's work like this, so after thinking for a while, he decided to do it again.
Take a look at the situation on the vice president's side.
The night before yesterday, after reading the data on the lethality range of the bombing in Tokyo sent by his colleague Kiyowa, Sakaguchi Ango was deeply aware of the danger of the vice president's plan to his colleagues, and effectively made the other party give up the idea.
The specific operations are as follows:
Creating various clues and opportunities, the vice-chancellor's wife discovered her husband's plan.
As mentioned earlier, the vice-dean has a car, a house, a wife and children, and a happy family. In this context, the tears shed by the gentle wife and the emotional cries in the tears are even more impressive.
Can't refuse.
Sakaguchi Ango's expression changed.
As he expected, the vice president gave up the idea of dying with an old leader in his wife's gentle home, and stopped making bombs. However, the vice president still wanted the old leader to die, so he used his brains to find another way: in
A bounty is posted anonymously on the dark web, hoping that a skilled and bold killer will take the order.
Really...
Intelligence agent Sakaguchi of the Secret Service Section was dumbfounded.
The citizens of Yokohama really cannot underestimate this kind of will, courage and action.
He thought for a while, edited the email and sent it to his partner.
Kamishiro Kiyowa: "..."
The vice president is so persistent.
Are you stimulated by the tragic increase in the number of wounded in the hospital?
Kamishiro Kiyokazu thought casually and called the "Holographic Online Game" to bring up the ongoing mission——
[Secret Service Mission: Capture the port mafia and become the night itself of Yokohama]
[Progress: Young Master 100, Leader 50]
The leader's progress is restored to 50, which shows that the vice president's behavior has little impact.
I don’t know when it will reach 60. As a game enthusiast, it’s a bit uncomfortable to see the progress bar not moving for a long time.
"Sister Hongye, when will you bring me with you for external business?"
The boy with black hair and black eyes asked as he lay on the edge of the desk.
"If you want to go, you can do it tomorrow night, but they are all affiliated companies with little weight." Ozaki Momiji replied.
Kamishiro Kiyokazu: "What about the weighty ones?"
Ozaki Momiji said expertly: "Recently, there is one in Tokyo in early November."
Kamishiro Kiyowa weakly said "Oh".
The dark blue and almost black sky outside the window was reflected in a white light for an instant, and lightning was waving its claws.
The black-haired boy glanced lazily:
Ah, it's going to rain.
The autumn rain is like mist.
The lady of the congressman's family stood on the covered terrace on the third floor of the villa, admiring the rainy scene on this autumn night.
...I can’t appreciate it.
You can't see anything at all!
What's going on recently? Both her parents are so nervous. They won't let her go and do that. What's the secret that her biological daughter can't know?!
The lady from the congressman's family sat on a European-style armchair, poured herself a glass of plum wine, and drank it down angrily.
The bodyguard's voice came from behind: "Miss, please don't stand on the balcony, in this position..."
"There's a risk of getting shot, right?"
Thinking of the unsatisfactory appearance of the two bodyguards, the lady of the congressman's family felt even more aggrieved and couldn't help but lose her temper. "Tell me, who wants to deal with me and my family? Do you know?" She said with a threatening tone.
, "If you don't say anything, don't blame me——"
"Boom!"
There was a dull sound in the distance.
The expressions of the bodyguards changed. The taller ones stepped forward and raised their hands in a protective gesture: "Miss, please return indoors."
"What are you doing..."
"That was gunfire."
"..."
The tall bodyguard listened to the gunshots gradually, with a serious look on his face, "Maybe it's the Mafia."
"oh--"
The lady from the congressman's family pouted and reluctantly followed the two bodyguards back to a safe place.
And a little further away from the luxurious villa——
"Chase!"
"That direction!"
The figure wearing a long black windbreaker jumped out of the window on the 18th floor and landed lightly on the outdoor unit of the air conditioner.
Amuro Tohru crouched down to avoid the bullets coming from behind.
"Here, come to the 16th floor!"
"quick!"
Guangjin Liulang silently looked at the figure leaping nimbly outside the building, looking at the blond hair flashing past in the dark night, like a guiding light for the black lizard, a question mark slowly formed in his heart:?——Black
The windbreaker, black pants, and dark skin are obviously inconspicuous, so why not dye your hair black? All you need to do is roll around in the mud.
The old man didn't understand very much, and even began to wonder if this was a prerequisite for some kind of superpower.
The answer is actually very simple: blonde hair is one of the distinguishing features of Asmodeus. For the real purpose of tonight, Toru Amuro needs this conspicuous hair color.
"He's been shot!"
"Call for backup, he's here!"
Tsk.
Toru Amuro ignored the bullet that just grazed his elbow, deftly changed his position again, and with sharp eyes pulled the trigger on a pursuer who was inexplicably slow in his movements.
The slow-moving mafia and the bomb it carried exploded into a handful of fireworks.
Grenadier?
Toru Amuro kept moving and changed positions again.
This is an office building that was brightly lit just now.
Now, all the citizens in the building have evacuated in a panic and orderly manner. Of course, it was not the well-intentioned organization of Mafia, but themselves. It can only be said that the citizens of Yokohama have been tempered.
Thinking on the bright side, some social workers don't have to work overtime tonight?
The undercover police officer chose this building as a battlefield because he had no choice but to do so. One-to-many made him need a complex environment like the building. However, if he chose an old and deserted building, it would not bring any harm to public and private property.
What a loss, but in that case, he couldn't easily escape to the congressman's villa. That was a villa in a wealthy area built in the bustling city center, and every inch of land was expensive.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
Two bullets took away two mafia, and one shattered the glass downstairs. Toru Amuro did a short jump and rolled, his feet stepped on the concrete ground again, he breathed a sigh of relief, and took out a small grenade from his windbreaker.
"Get out of the way!"
"This way!"
The grenade exploded.
Under the cover of smoke and dust, Toru Amuro fired again and calmly jumped to the next floor. This ingenious way of going downstairs was quite expensive, but fortunately he was well prepared.
The mafia seemed to have finally recognized the gap in strength, gave up the unnecessary human sea tactics, and began to use mechanisms and weapons. The blond and dark-skinned police undercover carefully avoided the mercury bomb behind a window, and changed the tactics of the opponent.
Surprised. He had a premonition that this was the calm before the storm.
The rest of the journey was smooth.
——In the lobby on the first floor of the office building, Toru Amuro met Guangjin Yanami, who was waiting for work.