Kamishiro Kiyokazu looked at the blue sky of Tokyo through the window and said hello.
The bed in the hotel is very soft. Although it is still slightly less comfortable than a dormitory in a high-end apartment, you can’t ask for too much when you go out.
After washing up and putting on contact lenses, it was still early for the meeting. Kamishiro Kiyokazu put a pillow behind his back, sat down on the bedside, and turned on his mobile phone.
The posts with Gin's face have been deleted.
Japan is a country that pays attention to the privacy of its citizens. Secret photography is illegal. As long as you report it, such posts will be easily deleted by the website. However, Kamidai Kiyokazu suspected that the black organization had another option, and directly asked the programmers in the organization to use it
After technical inspection and cleaning, the evidence is that videos and tweets containing photos of gin on YouTube and Twitter have also been deleted.
I wonder if the black organization will go after the poster on the local forum in Yokohama. After all, it can be seen that the photos were leaked from her side. Although I don’t know how many people saved the photos, there is no point in finding the culprit.
It's not big, but at least it can relieve your anger.
Oh, the person who posted the message is a colleague from the Special Service Division, so that’s okay.
Kamishiro Kiyawa yawned, turned over and buried his face in the pillow.
When Bellmode played Gin, the "onlookers" arranged by the Secret Service Division were ambushed at Yokohama Station. Otherwise, what if the old leader's eyeliner was such a rubbish, and he didn't see this scene at all and was completely unaware of it afterwards, wouldn't he?
Did you work for free?
It's too difficult.
You also have to consider those completely unqualified eyeliners.
So when will the old leader die?
Young Master of Port Mafia, praying daily.
Dude. Dude. Dude.
After the knock on the door, it was the voice of Ozaki Momiji from the next room: "Young Master, it's time to get up. The tour guide is here."
The five rooms near the edge of this floor of the hotel are all occupied by their people. Even if you call "Young Master", other guests will not hear you. But outside, it is not good to be heard by others.
Kamishiro Kiyokazu opened the door, "Sister Hongye, please call me by my name."
Ozaki Momiji smiled and said: "Qinghe."
Hmm.
If Momiji-san calls him that, Dazai won't be the only one in the port mafia who calls him that.
But it will be a matter of time.
There will always be more and more people calling his name.
Kamishiro Kiyokazu couldn't help but laugh when he thought of Dazai Neko who might be jealous. He kept smiling and asked: "A tour guide for a black organization? What does he look like?" Is he blond and dark-skinned?
Ozaki Momiji, who only received the other party’s email: “I’ll find out in a moment.”
Toru Amuro was waiting in the hotel restaurant.
This hotel provides a buffet breakfast. Guests staying in the hotel can enjoy it for free with their room card, while other guests can enjoy it by paying. Toru Amuro is obviously the latter.
【Need a tour guide who is familiar with Tokyo food. Four days starting tomorrow.
——rum]
This is the email Toru Amuro received last night.
At first glance, it’s a mass message.
As the boss of the black organization's intelligence team, Rum sometimes sends out mission emails in groups without specifying a specific intelligence agent. This means that everyone who receives the email meets the conditions for receiving the mission and can decide whether to accept the mission according to their own wishes.
Receive.
But wanting to pick up and receiving are two different things.
——There are internal evaluations in the black organization. Even code members cannot do it for too long, so this kind of "leisure" mission is quite popular.
--Yes.
——This kind of task requires competition.
When Toru Amuro was still a newcomer, he naively thought that he could grab the task with quick hands, but he was taught by reality. Later he figured out that it was not important whether the hands were fast or not. What was important was to clearly describe his advantages for the task.
...Well, it’s the same as applying for a position and submitting a beautiful resume that meets the requirements.
I don’t know who needs a Tokyo tour guide, but it must be someone who is not familiar with Tokyo——
Code members from other countries who came to Japan? Researchers who have been staying at the research institute? They can’t be the boss’s family, right?
Anyway, it's a good source of information.
The blond and dark-skinned police undercover officer was thinking, carefully editing the reply email, and explained without changing his face that he has a bright appearance and excellent eloquence. Due to his many part-time work experiences, he is very familiar with the food in the streets and alleys of Tokyo, and he happened to be picked up in Tokyo.
There is nothing to do and I am patiently waiting for a response.
——This is why Toru Amuro appeared in the hotel restaurant.
——He got this assignment.
Toru Amuro has carefully selected some popular ingredients that are easily sold out and prepared them for the mission target he is about to meet. He has a hearty smile on his face, stands out from the crowd at 180cm tall, and his chocolate-colored skin makes him look tall.
He has a different kind of enthusiasm. Just walking around in the restaurant, many women can't help but glance at him secretly...
Among the crowd, the blond and dark-skinned young man looked like a small shining sun, and the light of this sun was extinguished for a moment——
Toru Amuro saw Kawakami Kiyokazu.
"…………"
It's hard to describe his mood at that moment.
Ah, maybe Mount Fuji erupted and then solidified in a second?
The familiar black-haired boy... must be a boy. On the left is a kimonoed woman, on the right is a red-haired young man, followed by two big men in black suits, and Kawakami Kiyokazu is surrounded by stars in the center. It is obvious that he is
He is the leader among these people, or the one being protected.
Is it possible that this is just a coincidence?
No.
Toru Amuro gave up the idea of luck with an expressionless expression. It was obvious that Port Mafia and the black organization had or were about to cooperate, and it was not an ordinary big contract. Otherwise, Rum would not have needed to find a tour guide for Kawakami Kiyokazu.
Thinking about it for a moment, what kind of cooperation can Port Mafia, which holds Yokohama Port, provide to the black organization?
--smuggling.
——Smuggled arms.
There may be other things, such as medicines that black organizations need, but arms are definitely the bulk of them.
For a moment, Toru Amuro seemed to hear the sound of grinding his teeth, but it soon disappeared. The blond and dark-skinned police undercover expertly raised a bright smile and went up to talk to him, acting as if he didn't know Kawakami Kiyokazu at all, and just relied on his
Temperament just recognized the people who were suspected of being the target of the mission.
After all, the experience of a certain young man going to Cowherd’s Restaurant to consume in women’s clothing or a certain young man going to work in Cowherd’s Restaurant would not be nice to tell, and it would be better for both parties to conceal it. - For earlier encounters, it was even more necessary to conceal them.
...But Kawakami Kiyokazu obviously does not have this tacit understanding.
The black-haired boy's eyes widened in shock. He seemed to have been hit hard and his words were incoherent. "An, Mr. Amuro, you, you actually... But, you're not?" The boy seemed to be trapped in something.
There was confusion, but soon, he seemed to have thought of something, and his expression gradually became suspicious——
not good!!
Tohru Amuro suspected that the other party had extracted the word "undercover" from the two identities of police academy student and member of the black organization, so he quickly stopped the conversation and said, "I didn't expect to meet you here, Kawakami-kun." The blond and black man.
The arrogant police undercover agent had thousands of thoughts running through his mind, but he still had a warm and hospitable smile on his face, "If you have anything to do, sit down and talk over breakfast. I've got a good seat."
This is the so-called dragging technique.
If anything is not decided, put it off first.
Shendai Qinghe sat down calmly.
Oda Sakunosuke, who was familiar with his taste, went to serve breakfast, and the two men in black suits also left to arrange it for Sister Momiji. Kamishiro Kiyowa showed that he had finally come to his senses, with a face that said "Although I have guesses, I know
"I can't say", and sighed in a low voice with a complex expression, "I didn't expect that Mr. Amuro was also traveling with me."
Toru Amuro: "…………"
His mood is more complicated.
So why did you grab this task last night?
——There will always be times when people wish they could travel back in time and give themselves a hard punch.
The black-haired boy asked curiously: "What is Mr. Amuro's code name? What kind of wine?"
Toru Amuro: "...Bourbon. Bourbon whiskey."
The black-haired boy nodded and said to the kimono-clad woman at the same table: "You are not a peripheral member, Sister Hongye."
Ozaki Momiji smiled and said: "I am also very surprised."
Toru Amuro: "…………"
OK.
He gave it to me for free, right?
Adjusting one's mentality is a required course for undercover agents, and soon Toru Amuro regained his composure.
He introduced himself as Ozaki Momiji, a kimono woman who is a port mafia cadre; and Kawakami Kiyokazu, the young master of the port mafia who is about to enter the underground world stage... and the red-haired young man Oda Sakunosuke, whom he has met a few times, and who should be just a pendant.
The two boys in black suits, this combination has to be said to be valuable in obtaining information.
By the way, Rumu did not reveal the identities of Ozaki Momiji and Kawakami Kiyokazu. Toru Amuro found out about them from Sakaguchi Ango when they were in Yokohama.
Kamidai Kiyoka put down his chopsticks.
He only ate a little.
Before Ozaki Momiji spoke, Toru Amuro frowned and asked with concern: "Is it not to your liking?"
"no."
Kamishiro Kiyoshi's honest face said, "I want to eat more desserts later."
Toru Amuro: "..."
Disapproval expression.
Kamishiro Kiyokazu smoothed the coat of the police dog, "I don't usually do this, but this is Tokyo, and I haven't tried any dessert shops here. I just want to save some space, just occasionally, Mr. Amuro."
Ozaki Momiji watched this scene with flashing eyes.
Qinghe and this Mr. Bourbon...
Very familiar?
Ozaki Momiji gave Oda Sakunosuke a questioning look. Oda Sakunosuke thought about the apparently secret conversation between the young master and Amuro Toru in the Lupin Bar, and nodded silently.
Ozaki Momiji: "..."
Is it just a coincidence that I found an acquaintance with a Tokyo tour guide?
The kimono woman who had been immersed in intelligence for many years subconsciously doubted all this, but after going through the whole story in her mind, she quickly calmed down.
Obviously.
The rhythm is always in the hands of the young master.
——If this is a conspiracy, the mastermind is also the young master.
——As long as your children don’t suffer any disadvantages.
Ozaki Momiji ate her breakfast with a smile on her face, and even helped Amuro Toru refill the sauce. She looked like an elder taking care of the younger ones. Kamishiro Kiyokazu said: "..."
Sister Hongye, you are only 18!
Why does this picture seem to have no sense of contradiction?
Fukitani-senpai’s baby face really makes him look younger.
Kamidai Kiyokazu thought of Ango's complaints in the past and said thoughtfully: "Mr. Amuro, how old are you?"
Toru Amuro: "...26."
I know Miss Hongye is only 18, so don’t ask.
Kamishiro Kiyokazu: "Oh."
So what does Ango mean by almost 30? Isn’t Fukitani-senpai only 26?
The communication at the dinner table was a joyful one, and after eating a meal that probably only left Amuro exhausted, they finally left the hotel and started their trip to Tokyo.