If you want to talk about a landmark building that people who come to Tokyo for the first time must visit, it must be Tokyo Tower.
The weather is cool and pleasant, the tower is majestic, and the blond young man serving as a tour guide next to him talks about the origin and functions of Tokyo Tower in a fascinating way...
It's a pity that he has been here many times.
immunity.
On the surface, Kamishiro Kiyowa was amazed when he saw Tokyo Tower for the first time. He held the venue and interacted with Amuro Toru, but his heart was unwavering. The fragrance of the small cake he had just eaten was even lingering on his nose.
I had just come out of a famous dessert shop, but I quickly became hungry again.
Maybe acting really consumes energy.
Toru Amuro was very enthusiastic: "There is also an aquarium here. Do you want to go in and take a look?"
Kamishiro Kiyoshi refused: "No."
"All right."
Toru Amuro is still so enthusiastic, his tone is filled with a wonderful sense of sunshine, and with only a small flag, he is more tour guide than a real tour guide: "Let's go to the next location!"
Kamishiro Kiyowa: "..."
Vision plays with dogs.
According to the itinerary of a certain tour guide, they will next go to the Tokyo Metropolitan Government Building, xx Oden, Sunny Sky Tree, xx Takoyaki——
Kamidai Kiyokazu listened silently and began to mess around.
Toru Amuro looked awkwardly at the black-haired boy sitting on a bench by the roadside, who seemed to have roots under his feet, and then looked at the kimono woman, but hesitated to speak. His itinerary was reviewed by Ozaki Momiji.
"What are you doing to see me?"
Ozaki Momiji said with a smile, "I naturally listen to Qinghe."
"..." This inexplicable backstab.
So the blond and dark-skinned police undercover agent could only ask: "Kawakami-kun, where do you want to go?"
"Mr. Amuro."
The black-haired boy looked up like a wandering soul, "I remember that I asked Mr. Gin from your organization last night for a tour guide who is familiar with Tokyo's food and food." Kamidai Kiyawa reread the word "food" and said quietly, "So we
Can you delete all the things in the itinerary that don’t meet the requirements?”
Although I know Furitani-senpai that you are very proud of Tokyo’s landmark buildings and want to benefit everyone, but...
Control yourself!!
Gin?
Amuro thought that the mission was directly issued by Rum. The blond and dark-skinned young man showed an apologetic smile, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, but I was too impatient." His expression was very sincere, "Then, Kawakami-kun, you
Let’s make plans for the next trip.”
"Do you listen to me at all?"
"certainly."
Kamishiro Kiyawa resurrected on the spot: "Okay!"
30 minutes later.
Toru Amuro raised his head and looked at the pink "Cute Claw Research Institute" on the shop sign, then looked down at the cats that were either still or moving behind the glass door, and fell into deep thought.
They are now...
It seems to be the underworld, right?
Kamishiro Kiyokazu, with happiness written all over his face, opened the door first and entered.
Ozaki Momiji and Oda Sakunosuke followed.
Toru Amuro noticed that two men in black suits were about to enter, and quickly followed them.
“Welcome!”
There are two people in the store, the mature boss lady and the young clerk. The boss lady is busy between the counter and the kitchen. The clerk hands each customer a list of cats. Each cat is recorded in a fairy-tale booklet.
The cat’s name, gender, breed, birthday, whether it has been neutered, and its birth history.
It can be seen that he is very attentive.
After ordering desserts and drinks, Kamishiro Kiyowa bought some cat snacks and told everyone to share them, and he soon found the first target he contacted:
A little black cat hiding in the corner.
The two boys in black suits sat still. Occasionally, a cat passed by and rubbed their black trousers into mottled colors. Ozaki Momiji pondered for a moment, took a cat snack and tried to seduce an orange cat. Oda Sanosuke thought for a while and took
Looking for snacks to see Sanhua, Toru Amuro followed suit and played with a cat at his feet, but soon...
The cat was all grown up on the black-haired boy.
"Wait, let me deal with the cake first - Momo will fall in!"
"Meow!"
"Okay, okay, you are the most important."
"Meow~"
The shop assistant said in surprise: "This little gentleman is really popular with cats."
Toru Amuro: "...Yes."
Is this reasonable?!
The black-haired boy sitting on the sofa is like a humanoid cat climbing frame, a puppet, a British shorthair, a three-flowered cat, a big orange... He is in his arms, next to him, standing on his shoulders, hanging on his back... His whole body is covered by it.
The cat wrapped the bag, climbed on top, and nestled on top of his head was the little black cat that looked very scared at first.
Toru Amuro tentatively shook the half-eaten cat snack in his hand, "Meow?"
To no avail.
The blond and dark-skinned police undercover agent was shocked and trying to find science. He changed his position closer to the black-haired boy and whispered his guess, "You have catnip on you?"
Kamidai Kiyowa looked at him tolerantly, like looking at a summer insect that cannot feel the winter: "Kneel down."
"...?"
Toru Amuro slowly typed a question mark.
"Sorry for the wrong frequency."
Kamishiro Kiyawa quickly corrected him with a complacent expression, "I mean, I was born to be so popular with cats."
Toru Amuro: "..."
The blond and dark-skinned young man nodded slowly.
Even though I was sitting so close, I didn't smell any strange smell. What Kawakami Kiyawa said must be true. It's just that his expression was very unbeatable.
Toru Amuro refilled his drink to pass the time when there was no cat to play with.
This cat cafe is not located on a busy street. There are only six of them in the store now. The other five people have no objections. They are either reading their mobile phones or reading comics in the store. The waitress sees that the atmosphere is harmonious.
I only looked at the human-shaped cat climbing frame a few more times in surprise, and then stopped disturbing the guests.
The air is quiet and beautiful.
Toru Amuro looked at the time, thinking they could sit down at noon, and was already searching for restaurants with high ratings nearby.
However, the accident eventually happened——
"Wow! Cat, Cat, Cat ignores me!"
A new customer of the cat cafe, the girl brought in by her mother cried, "Everything was taken away by that brother! My brother is a bad guy!"
The clerk was extremely embarrassed: "Guest...?"
…
Yesterday reappears.
Kamishiro Kiyoka stood at the door of the store, feeling that he was on the verge of being blocked by his boss.
After a brief silence, Ozaki Momiji and Oda Sanosuke said in unison: "Go to the next one?"
As a tour guide, Toru Amuro thought more thoughtfully, "I know a stray cat rescue center. If Kawakami-kun doesn't mind..."
"Beep-beep-"
Sirens were blaring, and police cars roared past.
Amuro Toru's voice stopped suddenly.
"What's wrong?"
"A murder occurred?"
Tokyo citizens came out of the room to look around. Some people didn't know whether they were sharp-eyed or well-informed, "Over there, Abedo Central Plaza!"
Kamidai Kiyokazu and his entourage moved forward along with the crowd watching the excitement.
Aipido Central Plaza occupies a large area and has complete facilities. It has the largest Ferris wheel in Tokyo. Now the staff are maintaining order and asking all tourists on the Ferris wheel to evacuate. Such a situation should be...
"bomb."
Kamishiro Kiyokazu looked bored, "There are so many bombers in Tokyo."
Toru Amuro chimed in casually. He turned his face sideways, with a serious look on his face from an angle that the mafiosi could not see.
117.
This day always reminds him of some heavy past events...
"boom--"
An earth-shaking loud noise!
A bomb exploded diagonally above the square. Amid the screams of the crowd, Toru Amuro noticed black smoke coming out of the amusement facilities. The staff were talking to the police who arrived. A familiar figure walked out of the police team and stepped into
At this moment, the Ferris wheel's cable car No. 72 was transferred to the ground.
——Matsuda Jinpei!!
The ominous shadow gnawed at his heart. Toru Amuro desperately told himself that there was no problem. Matsuda's bomb disposal skills had always been excellent, but a cold doubt emerged deep in his heart: Hagiwara's bomb disposal skills were also very good...
He still died.
Just four years ago today.
Toru Amuro closed his eyes and opened them again. His face showed the same boredom as the black-haired boy.
——At this time, the police undercover agent could no longer pretend to have a relaxed smile that was suitable for Bourbon’s identity, as if he were watching a movie.
Ozaki Momiji frowned slightly.
"Qinghe, let's get out of here first."
There were too many people and it was too chaotic.
If there is another explosion, a stampede would be very troublesome.
"Let's take a look, Sister Hongye." Kamishiro Kiyoka shook the screen of his phone, "I checked the media information, and there seems to be a lot of inside information about this case."
They didn't leave, but moved to a safer place with a better view.
This is the bottom line of Ozaki Momiji.
The reporters at the scene were nervously and excitedly speaking quickly into the loudspeaker microphone, and a sharp female voice rang in everyone's ears: "Latest news! The Metropolitan Police Department has received strange digital faxes for three consecutive years, and today it received even more
A warning..."
【……
We will behead our comrades in arms
as a spark to ignite celebration
...]
Kamishiro Kiyokazu is sorting out information.
Based on the various speculative reports he just saw, excluding those that were obviously unreliable, the young intelligence officer pieced together the most likely truth: the bomber should be the one who escaped in a certain case four years ago, and that case caused a bomb
The criminal's accomplice died, and the police also killed a bomb disposal officer.
"The heads on the necks of our comrades"...
Is this sentence considered a memorial?
It could also be a hint——
The policeman who disposed of the bomb was in danger.
"boom--"
Another loud bang from the bomb!
The Ferris wheel suddenly stopped, and the No. 72 cable car reached the highest point!
Kandao Qinghe lowered his eyes slightly.
Everything seemed to confirm his guess.
"Latest news! Latest news!" the reporter's voice became sharper and shriller, as uncomfortable as a wire scraping glass, "The gangster's message appeared on the bomb's LCD screen!..." The female reporter's eyes were bloodshot with excitement, and her face
It was full of excitement about encountering big news, "Oh my God, there is still a bomb! The bomber hid the information about the next bomb 3 seconds before the bomb exploded! How will our policeman choose?!"
This topic is a little weird.
If the police choose to defuse the bomb, they will lose clues, cause more citizens to die, and the police's credibility will drop to a record low; and if the police choose not to defuse the bomb, the policeman in the No. 72 cable car will only be blown to death.
Ozaki Momiji laughed, whether it was admiration or sarcasm: "The bomber in Tokyo really surprised me."
Less than 4 minutes left.
Toru Amuro's nails dug into the palm of his hand, and it seemed that he was bleeding, but he could no longer feel it... He couldn't do it, it was too late, he couldn't do anything, even if his identity was revealed and he rushed forward, what would happen? It was only three seconds.
Seconds, it’s too late...
"Save?"
Calm voice.
Toru Amuro was so surprised that he almost broke his neck. The undercover police officer turned to look at the red-haired young man who said this, as if he had only now really noticed this mafia bodyguard with a thin presence.
Oda Sakunosuke looked at Kawakami Kiyokazu.
Ozaki Momiji also looked at Kawakami Kiyokazu.
Toru Amuro's stiff brain was spinning like a cassette: What's going on? They are obviously the mafia, but their expressions are as if the young master said to save them, they can do it immediately, and they will definitely be able to do it...
The corners of the black-haired boy's lips turned up a little.
——That’s it.
--I see.
——We are all our own people here.
Kamishiro Kiyokazu looked at the crowd of onlookers, which had been greatly reduced by the second explosion. Countless plans flashed through his mind and then became fixed.