As the tour guide of the Tokyo tour group, with three days of travel left, it is natural that we have to stay in the same hotel.
At this moment, Toru Amuro was lying on the soft bed in the guest room, looking at the moon outside the window and thinking about this problem.
First meeting - no, please cross out the first meeting, No, no, if you cross it out, there won’t be much left to analyze, no, no, no, let’s cross it out... The blond young man’s face twisted for a moment, and then he continued to think.
never mind.
The one in Yokohama was a complete mess.
And there is nothing to analyze, because the logic was smooth before he was hunted down by the mafia. The focus of the analysis is whether Kawakami Kiyokazu had already guessed that he would be hunted down, and what he thought after knowing that he was indeed hunted down.
Has any action been taken...and the intelligence in this regard is obviously missing.
Toru Amuro recalled Sakaguchi Ango’s comments.
According to Sakaguchi Ango, Kawakami Kiyokazu is a young mafia master who is unscrupulous in order to inherit the port mafia. He has evil hands and a dark heart. In a short period of time, he has degenerated from an ordinary boy to a standard man in the dark. There is obviously an official filter in it.
, But in the opinion of Toru Amuro, who has personally contacted the other party twice, this is not the case.
Because that would not be able to explain what happened in this bombing.
How could the mafia rescue the police?
To be honest, Toru Amuro still can't figure it out until now.
In his memory, everything that happened in the central square of Aipido during the day was extremely clear.
The bomber set a trap for the police, and Matsuda's character was almost certain to meet his death. In such a desperate scene, the first person to speak was the one who had been quietly following Kawakami Kiyokazu, performing bodyguard duties with a low sense of presence.
The red-haired young man Oda Sakunosuke.
——"Save?"
His words and expression were as calm as ever.
Toru Amuro recalled everyone's expressions at that time. Oda Sakunosuke seemed not to realize what an incredible thing he was talking about, while Ozaki Momiji didn't seem to have any objection to it, and Kawakami Kiyawa wasn't the least bit surprised when he heard this question...
…Is this normal? Isn’t the line between the mafia and the police so clear in Yokohama? Maybe…
Only Kawakami Kiyokazu and the people around him are like this?
Excluding the secrecy declaration at noon that was more like a prank than a threat, Kawakami Kiyawa had never concealed his affection for the police profession in front of him. He knew clearly that he was a police academy student and that he was in a black organization and still had his heart set on the same period.
Expose the repulsive behavior, let alone talk to Gin and the others——
No, maybe Kiyawa Kawakami thought that Gin and the others already knew, or there would be no reaction if they knew. The young master of the mafia probably didn't understand the internal culture of the black organization.
If being constantly pointed at by Beretta can be considered organizational culture.
--"save."
The bright smile of the black-haired boy was before his eyes.
What followed was a methodical arrangement. It was obviously a decision that had just been made, but the plan was completed in an instant. Everything was in order, every aspect was considered thoughtfully, bold and careful. In Amuro's thorough analysis, Kawakami Kiyokazu's arrangement became even more terrifying.
, from the initial two shots that apparently had no personal grudges to intimidate reporters on the scene, to the interference with the media and onlookers’ filming, to the accurate prediction of the bomber’s mentality...
Even the bomber's future life is well planned.
Just like a drama with a script for every beginning and end, the actors did their best to contribute wonderful performances.
There should be thunderous applause here.
Should we say that the old leader of the port mafia found a treasure? But if Kiyawa Kawakami didn't join the mafia, he might have a better future.
pity.
Obviously only 16 years old...
Toru Amuro raised his hands to cover his eyes, thinking so.
Toru Amuro knew that he was falling uncontrollably towards the black-haired boy, because the more he thought about it, the clearer it became that he was powerless to deal with today's bombing. All the police present at the time were powerless. If the visitors from Yokohama had not intervened, Matsuda
It will become a gorgeous firework as the bomber wishes.
Perhaps for a person with super powers, completing such a superhuman feat is nothing, but kindness is kindness, and Toru Amuro's gratitude will not be reduced because the other party is not strenuous enough.
never mind.
Thinking about it carefully, it seems that I have no chance to repay such a great kindness.
Let Matsuda do it himself?
There is always a chance...right?
Thinking of the report, Matsuda didn't even have a broken leg, just various scrapes, bruises and bruises. Oh, it seems that when he returned to the Metropolitan Police Department, he found that his ankle was swollen. His boss approved him to take leave to recuperate at home. He will definitely recuperate tomorrow.
I got up early in the morning and went to visit Hagiwara's grave... The public security policeman who had been undercover in the black organization for many years felt happy.
very nice.
The last time I felt like this was when Hiro narrowly escaped death.
Toru Amuro sat up and stared at the void with her purple-gray eyes for a while. There was a faint but true smile on the face of the blond young man. After thinking about it, he opened the door and walked to the terrace on each floor of the hotel.
go.
There was a question he really wanted to ask.
Remember Kawakami Kiyokazu said that he wanted to take photos of night scenes?
This is the top floor of the hotel.
The cadres of the port mafia have a considerable income, so Ozaki Momiji will not feel wronged when he goes out. This hotel is second to none in Tokyo. One of the reasons is the excellent night view that can be seen from the terrace.
Pressing the camera button on the brightly lit Tokyo Tower and Tokyo Metropolitan Government Building at night, Kamishiro Kiyokazu checked the photos on his phone and took a few more unsatisfied ones, trying to pick the best ones. Today’s good night email
, the model that Kamishiro Kiyokazu prepared to write as a travel record. Unlike Kawakami, who pretended to have never been to Tokyo, Osamu Dazai must have really never been to Tokyo.
It is only half an hour's drive between Yokohama and Tokyo, but Ogai Mori is not busy saving the world, but he has not even brought a student who is 18 years younger than him here for a year...
It’s okay if you don’t want this plastic teacher-student relationship.
Kamidai Kiyoka disses Mori Ogai on a daily basis, and his thoughts are divergent. He has already begun to fight with Mori Ogai in his mind for the custody of Dazai's cat.
Hmm.
First, we need to get a fake household registration that meets the adoption requirements...
Speaking of which, is Ogai Mori legally considered Osamu Dazai's guardian? Someone who has gone through the guardianship process with the relevant departments?
——Someone is coming.
Kamishiro Kiyokazu looked towards the entrance of the terrace.
The hotel terrace is decorated in a poetic and picturesque way.
Green plants and flowers, a European-style small round table and armchairs, and a drink vending machine whose appearance blends into the scene. When Toru Amuro arrived, there was a can of fruit wine and a bottle of coconut juice on the table, and Ozaki Momiji was sitting and reading a fashion book.
Magazine, Kawakami Kiyokazu stood aside and looked at his mobile phone as if in a daze. The two of them glanced at him at the same time, then withdrew their gaze and lowered their heads to continue doing their own things.
Toru Amuro: "..."
Feeling ignored.
Toru Amuro walked up to Kawakami Kiyokazu as quietly as possible and asked, "Where is Oda-kun?"
"In the room."
The young man with black hair and dark eyes glanced at him and said, "There are few people on the terrace. Sister Hongye is next to me. It doesn't matter if Oda-kun is temporarily offline." As if it was a joke, the young master of Mafia paused and pursed his lips.
He raised his horn and said, "If you don't believe it, Senior Amuro, you can try shooting me now."
Toru Amuro: "..."
ah.
There happened again, a strange prank.
In order to prevent the conversation from going to a bad ending, Toru Amuro decisively asked the question: "Kawakami-kun, I'm sorry, I haven't been able to figure it out after thinking about it for a long time. I hope you can explain it to me - why did you save the policeman during the day?
"With Ozaki Momiji here, he replaced "Matsuda" with "that policeman".
The suspicion of the undercover police officer is so real, "Aren't we a gangster?"
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Kamidai Kiyokazu estimated his height, rationally gave up the urge to rob the golden retriever's head, put down his mobile phone, and said leisurely, "Why did Amuro-senpai join the yakuza?" Without waiting for Amuro Toru's answer, the black-haired boy said
He smiled and stretched out his hands, "I thought it was so that I could not be restrained and do what I wanted..."
"Well, it's not wrong to say 'do whatever you want'."
"From this point of view, being a police officer is really frustrating." Kandairo Kiyokazu lamented sincerely, "A careful review of everything that happened today will make people hate the police profession for the rest of their lives."
Toru Amuro: "…………"
Seeing the expression on the black-haired boy's face that said "I've figured it out, Mr. Amuro, you'd better not go back to being a policeman", the undercover police officer's forehead started to beat crazily.
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Kamidai Kiyoka resigned as soon as he was satisfied, sat down and took a sip of coconut juice, thinking, "As for saving Officer Matsuda, the reason..." He counted on his fingers, "First of all, Oda-kun asked, which shows that he is sure; secondly, I
It's not fun to watch that bomber; again... it's a secret."
Toru Amuro: "…………"
"It's not that secret." Kamishiro Kiyawa looked at the choked expression of Furitani-senpai and laughed for a while before explaining lazily, "You see, the distance between people who share a common secret will always become much closer, such as several relationships
Ordinary citizens call themselves brothers after committing a crime together, and then think about the situation at that time."
"Oda-kun is my subordinate, but Momiji-san is the real Mafia cadre that I am eager to win over. She did not express any objection, and she vaguely wanted to follow me. How could I not seize this opportunity?" Kamishiro Kiyokazu looked at her.
Ozaki Momiji, who had looked up from the fashion magazine, said affectionately, "With the secret of 'saving the police together', Momiji-sensei must be closer to me, right, Momiji-sensei?"
The black-haired boy threw a wink.
Ozaki Momiji put down the magazine in her hand, raised her rose-red eyes, and said with unclear meaning: "I don't know, this is what the young master thinks."
Just the right time?
Toru Amuro's mood was complicated and difficult to describe. He thought for a moment and then asked: "Why did Kawakami-kun call the bomber a 'scum' at noon? I mean, we are all..."
"He can't afford to lose."
The young master of the mafia said seriously. Obviously in his eyes, this was the truly heinous thing. The corners of the young man's lips raised a sarcastic arc, "I watched him go up to the rooftop, facing the direction of the Ferris wheel, his hands kept
Put it in your pocket and want to make a 'press' action - do you know what this means, Amuro-senpai?"
Toru Amuro felt a rush of blood rush to his forehead.
Of course he knows.
This means that if they see the possibility of Matsuda being saved, the bomber will press the detonation button without hesitation!!
"At first, I just made a plan just in case, 'in case he can't afford to lose.' Ah, although I had a premonition when I saw the 'old grudge' between him and the police officer." The black-haired boy picked up the
After compiling the last paragraph of the good night email on his cell phone, he sent it, "Of course I am not looking down on criminals. We are all criminals, but there is a difference between criminals and despicable people."
"There is no lofty ideal, no firm belief, no unyielding will, no strong strength and no outstanding wisdom..." Kawakami Kiyawa looked deeply resentful, "Oh, I checked the motivation of the bomber by the way, the logic
I don’t want to say it’s touching, the media will report it sooner or later.”
"In short, I am not convinced that such a young and outstanding police officer is replaced by such a piece of garbage." The young master of the mafia said expressionlessly, "What's more, according to normal development, even if the bomber can't be replaced, the bomber can still escape.
We will continue to bomb the police for a while.”
He paused for a moment and added, "Oh, if Mr. Police Officer is about to die in the hands of Mr. Amuro or Mr. Gin, I will never stop him."
"…………"
This was Toru Amuro who could not refute and was traumatized by the sudden supplement.
The young man with black hair and black eyes had inexplicable vicissitudes of life: "Although the police are incompetent so that we can develop and grow, but seeing how incompetent they are, sometimes I feel like I hate that iron cannot become steel..."
He sighed with emotion on his face, "——You can understand this feeling, Amuro-senpai, right?"