34. REBIRTH: 25D ……

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Yushan Chaodeng returned to the previous office. Several female police officers had not left yet. When they saw him, they stood up eagerly from their casual chats.

"Inspector Miyama!" The female police officer with twin ponytails looked at him with her hands clasped together. Miyama looked at her name tag and saw her name was Miike Naoko.

"Officer Miike." Yushan responded to Deng in a low voice. Perhaps because he was dressed like this, he felt that it would be a bit strange if he spoke normally.

"I'm so sorry!" Miike Naeko bowed to him, and Miyamoto Yumi and Sato Miwako beside her also looked apologetic. "Just now I saw you and that blond gentleman together through the window... I'm so sorry, I really didn't mean to! I just walked over there accidentally... I accidentally saw it..."

Miike Naoko's face looked as if she wanted to cry but had no tears. Although she could not tell Miyama Asato at all, she would definitely feel guilty!

I just met with Furiya Rei. Although I didn't stay for long, Miyama Asato's mood is indeed much better than before when he had to find a way to find out Sakamoto's identity.

Hearing what Miike Naeko said, he looked down and shook his head nonchalantly. Light-colored eyelashes are not suitable for most cosmetics on the market, but just a little curling is already very beautiful. The policewoman who saw this scene up close was a little stunned.

"It's okay." Yushan Chaodeng said. Maybe because he was wearing a skirt, his voice became gentle unconsciously, but he found that Miike Naoko, who was standing opposite him, was blushing.

He didn't react at all when seeing people wearing suits, but he blushed when seeing women's clothes?

Miyama Chaodeng didn't understand girls, but he was greatly shocked.

"Inspector Miyama... is really beautiful." Seeing that he was not angry, Miike Naoko became bolder.

For her who already has someone she likes, no matter how handsome Miyama Asato is in men's clothing, it is not as good as him becoming a beautiful sister... Oh, I forgot that Inspector Miyama is one year younger than her.

Miyama Chao Deng was even more attractive to her when she was a beautiful sister.

Contrary to the stereotype that women are jealous of people of the same sex who are prettier than themselves, most girls like to look at beautiful women.

In particular, Yushan Chaodeng's temperament is rather cold, with a tall and slender figure. The half of her calves exposed from under her skirt are very beautiful. Her golden eyes are looking forward very seriously. She is simply the perfect white long-haired cat meal substitute.

If she didn't still have a little bit of common sense, if Yushan Chaodeng was really a girl, she would definitely go up and rub against her!

"When I was standing with that gentleman just now, it was like we were in an idol drama." Miike Naoko couldn't help but say, remembering the way the two of them stood up together hand in hand just now.

From her angle, she could only see Yuyama Chaodeng's expression. In short, it was different from when he faced them. She could clearly feel that there was a special atmosphere between them that no one else could fit into.

Damn it! I definitely won’t watch the evening show unless they perform next time!

"Mr. Amuro from Poirot Cafe, right?" Sato Miwako knew him and said, "He is Mr. Mori's apprentice and also a detective."

"It seems to be the shop that sells delicious sandwiches!" Miyamoto Yumi said, and after a little recollection, she remembered, "That guy is indeed a handsome guy. Now that you mention it..."

The two of them didn't see it with their own eyes, but they could still imagine it with a little imagination.

Amuro Toru of Polo Coffee always has a gentle smile, light blonde hair, and a darker complexion than most people. She is with Miyama Asato, who has pale skin and tried several foundations but to no avail. Fortunately, she has a good skin base and finally skipped the foundation step. Just thinking about it makes me feel very...

Sexual energy.

"Okay! It's time for us to go out too." Sato Miwako raised her voice and changed the subject, speaking to Miyama Asato who seemed a little confused.

"Yeah." Yushan Chaodeng raised his hand and wanted to smooth the hair beside his ear. When he was halfway through, he found that the weight was not right and remembered that he was wearing a wig.

His hair color was peculiar, and after searching for a long time, he could only find this white wig that would not be much different from his natural hair, and there were no flaws when he looked closely.

Besides being a little too long - reaching just below his lower back, it was very long and heavy, and could easily get tangled if one wasn't careful.

Miyama Chaodeng couldn't help but recall the time when he met Gin on the plane. It had been less than two weeks, but it felt like a lifetime.

At that time, in order to avoid Mr. Fūya, he tried hard to talk to Gin next to him and asked him how to take care of his hair.

It’s white, and so long, and it usually looks smooth and tangle-free…and, won’t it cause hair loss?

Miyama Asato was a little distracted again, but he was usually too reliable and his eyes were still very serious, which made Sato Miwako feel a little embarrassed.

They walked out from another door with Yushan Chaodeng. The room was completely silent during the search. After a long time, they suddenly heard a crisp slap.

Everyone looked over in the direction of the voice. A young policeman raised his hand and slapped himself gently, but he did not remove his gaze from Miyama Chaodeng. He said with a dazed look in his eyes, "It's amazing. I saw that Inspector Miyama has turned into a girl."

This sound was like a boiling pot of water, and everyone finally found their own mouths.

"I suddenly feel that Inspector Miyama is so cute when he ignores people—"

"Don't talk nonsense, is that called ignoring people? That's clearly calm and quiet!"

Miyama Chaodeng felt like he was about to melt on the spot. However, he looked fine. The more tense the moment, the calmer he looked.

Fortunately, there were still serious people in the Investigation Division, and the noise was quickly suppressed. They were all professional criminal police, and they finally managed to maintain some dignity in front of the public security officer, Yushan Chaodeng.

After everything was ready, Miyama Asato left the Metropolitan Police Department. Many people were looking at him along the way, but Miyama Asato maintained his cold face, which was what he was best at.

When he arrived at the gate, a taxi arranged by the Metropolitan Police Department was waiting there. After confirming the license plate, Miyama opened the back door of the car.

"Hey, Chaodeng! Come sit in the front." The driver's voice sounded familiar, and his tone was also very familiar. He took off his sunglasses and turned around with a smile. When he saw Yushan Chaodeng, he was stunned for a moment: "Oh."

Miyama Asato: "...Matsuda-senpai."

Jinpei Matsuda, who should be in the Explosion Squad, was for some reason also working as a driver for the Investigation Section 1 and appeared in the taxi arranged for Asato Miyama.

He leaned on the steering wheel with his phone in one hand, and his hand did not stop moving while talking to Yushan Chaodeng. He could even type blindly on the full-screen phone.

Matsuda Jinpei chuckled, waved his hand, and said in a friendly tone: "Come, come, sit in the front."

Miyama Chaodeng had no reason to refuse, so he opened the front door and prepared to sit down, but Matsuda Jinpei reminded him, "Pull up your skirt."

Imitating women's behavior was a basic lesson for them. Miyama Chao Deng was just a little nervous, but after being reminded by Matsuda Jinpei, he got into the car gracefully.

After getting on the bus, Matsuda Jinpei still turned his head from time to time to look at him, so much so that Miyama Chaodeng couldn't help but remind him: "Matsuda-senpai, look ahead."

"The sound still has some flaws." Matsuda Jinpei said seriously.

Miyama Chaodeng cleared his throat, and when he spoke again, his voice became much thinner than before: "Matsuda-senpai, please drive carefully."

Matsuda Jinpei choked violently, the car was still driving steadily, but his face that shocked the Metropolitan Police Department turned red: "You can do this?"

"Mr. Fūya taught me." Miyama Asato returned to his original voice.

He and Jinpei Matsuda were not familiar enough to be considered friends, but it was better than being complete strangers. In front of Matsuda, Miyama Asato relaxed a little.

The decision has been made, the clothes have been changed, it is too late to regret.

Besides, it’s not like he’s ugly. After he’s dressed like this, only people who are familiar with him can recognize him. After he changes back into his clothes, no one will remember what happened today.

Miyama Asato's attitude became calm.

Matsuda Jinpei was a little shocked when he heard what he said, and his expression became subtle: "He actually has this skill..."

He mainly found it difficult to imagine what kind of situation would make this skill useful to Rei Fōtani.

Miyama Chaodeng nodded naturally: "Mr. Fūya is very powerful. There is nothing he can't do."

"Tsk, why doesn't the country give it to me?" Jinpei Matsuda muttered something in a low voice.

Miyama Chao Deng didn't hear clearly, but Matsuda Jinpei didn't plan to continue talking about it. He briefly explained to him why he was here, "Zero asked me to do this. I agreed when I heard it was you. Isn't that good enough?"

As he said that, he turned around and winked at Yushan Chaoden, making such a funny gesture with his handsome and very aggressive cool face that even Yushan Chaoden, who habitually had a stern face, couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

Matsuda Jinpei changed gears, patted his junior's head very smoothly, and smiled at him in a normal way. The right corner of his mouth was raised higher, which made him look a little bad, but still very handsome.

"You can relax in front of me, towards the light."

*

Shinjuku, GOLDCUP

As the most popular gigolo club on the whole street, the male host who was responsible for greeting customers at the door took out a small mirror from his pocket, fixed his already exquisite hair, and stood at the door.

It is now eight o'clock, which is also the time when the largest wave of customers will arrive in their store. He must always be in the best condition to welcome every princess home.

Although it was not his first day at work, he was a goal-oriented person. His goal was to become a powerful person like SKYY, the top shop in their store, so he had to work hard all the time from now on.

"Ahem, Your Highness Princess, welcome back." The male PR tried to lower his voice to make it sound more magnetic, and he simulated a sentence to the air.

He felt bad and tried to lower his voice: "Welcome back, Princess..."

A figure appeared in front of him, almost covering him in a shadow full of death.

The male PR looked up and saw the 'princess' in front of him.

A long-haired man dressed in black stood in front of him with a murderous look on his face, as if he could pull out a gun and point it at his head at any second.

...is an acquaintance.

Gin pulled out a gun and pointed it at the head of the male PR in front of him. This was the second time that the male PR was pointed at with a gun and he was still very scared. He said in a trembling voice but very tactfully: "Are you here to look for SKYY? Please, please, please go in directly..."

The male PR was so scared that his legs were shaking. He didn't think the man was holding a model gun. Fortunately, the white-haired man just sneered, took back the gun, and walked in the previous direction.

The male PR sat down on the ground. If the price of becoming SKYY was to meet the kind of person just now often, he suddenly felt that he didn't want to be SKYY that much.

He couldn't help but sob, which was a bit ugly, but the panic of his life being threatened just now made him have to vent.

At this moment, another shadow appeared on his body. The male PR shook subconsciously and raised his head cautiously.

The first thing he saw was a pair of white leather shoes, a classic women's style, which made him feel relieved. From the bottom up, there was a pair of beautiful and slender legs, a white long windbreaker over a light purple gauze dress, slightly curly white hair draped over her shoulders, revealing a very delicate face.

The young woman standing opposite him seemed a little surprised by his current appearance. She bent down slightly and asked gently, "Are you okay?"

The male PR shook his head blankly. His job required him to meet all kinds of women. Although he had some PTSD about white hair, he still felt that the woman in front of him was definitely the most beautiful one among all the people he had ever met.

The young woman seemed a little embarrassed. The male escort had seen many people like this. Maybe it was because it was her first time in a gigolo club and she was a little shy. But if he gave her a few compliments, she would soon relax.

But the male host was a little reluctant to ask this of the customer in front of him.

This man looked the same as the white-haired man who had just entered, with a cold temperament that made him difficult to approach.

If the man just now was dangerous, the man in front of him was majestic and had a kind of nobleness that could not be violated.

The white-haired new guest seemed to have prepared himself mentally several times before he finally asked in a low voice, "Is SKYY here?"

The male PR was shocked by the slightly low and gentle tone, and his whole body seemed to be soaked in warm water.

If becoming SKYY would allow me to have beauties of this level to name, then that ferocious man just now wouldn't seem so scary.

The male host very naturally used a voice that was even sexier than the one he had just practiced. He immediately got up from the ground, bowed slightly to the guest, and said, "Please wait a moment, Princess. SKYY has another guest now. You can sit here for a while. I will go and tell him."

He completely forgot about making an appointment and adjusted his tie. “Of course, if you are willing to name me, I will do my best to serve you all evening.”

The white-haired guest was very principled and politely but distantly rejected him: "Please help me make an appointment with SKYY."

-

Gin found the room along the same route as last time, raised his leg and kicked the door open, causing the padlock to fall off with a loud bang.

The blond young man sitting inside raised his eyes and said indifferently, "Fifty thousand."

The next second, Beretta pressed his temples against his forehead. Gin loaded his gun and spoke through gritted teeth: "Do you want to die, Skyy?"

Dark Blue Whiskey very deliberately showed an innocent expression, and his acting was very good, but in Gin's eyes he just wanted to vomit, and that was exactly his purpose.

"Me? Did I offend you?" Dark Blue Whiskey even butted Gin's gun with his head and said innocently, "You have blocked me, how can I still call to harass you?"

"Vodka." Gin blurted out a word, unable to bear it any longer.

"Vodka, what happened to my good brother?" Dark Blue Whiskey was still pretending to be stupid, but the next second, he turned over from the sofa very nimbly and rolled on the floor several times before stopping.

There was a smoking bullet hole where he had just sat.

Deep Blue Whiskey felt a little distressed: "This sofa set costs more than 900,000 yuan, and you have to give me one million yuan for the lock. You even installed a silencer, do you really want to kill me?"

Gin sneered: "I just regret that I didn't kill you just now. What nonsense did you and Vodka tell each other?"

He returned to the safe house after reading the joke of Deep Blue Whiskey in the morning. When the non-stop worker called Vodka to go on a mission together in the afternoon, he accidentally discovered that Vodka was writing something behind his back.

Gin has always been a very good leader. As a boss, he never cares about his subordinates' gaffes, always answers questions, and often smiles. He never uses cold violence, and doesn't care about his subordinates' private interests and hobbies...

For example, if Vodka is chasing a star, he doesn't mind accompanying the other person to take a detour to buy album peripherals as long as the task is completed.

Originally, he didn't want to know what Vodka was writing, but when he saw him, Vodka reacted very strongly. Gin felt that if Vodka was an undercover agent of the organization and was discovered by him while contacting the informant, his reaction would not be as big as the one just now.

The suspicious Gin unsurprisingly asked Vodka to hand over his cell phone. After several reluctances, Gin won with violence.

['I'm sorry, I'm a policeman.' Asahi stood in front of the man with long white hair, her tone was a little bitter and a little disappointed.

He saw a crack appear on the always calm face of the man in front of him, but he felt happy for some reason in his heart.

He smiled (it was crossed out here) and raised his head coldly, and continued: "It's all over for us, GIN."

GIN's expression was really distorted, as if she was struggling extremely. When she raised the gun, ASAHI calmly closed her eyes. However, what awaited her was not a bullet, but dizziness and coma.

"You are my property." GIN said coldly, "Aba Aba... *TDFGW]

The notepad stopped abruptly, followed by a string of garbled characters, probably because Vodka accidentally hit it when he came over just now.

Gin felt that his face was about to be distorted. He taught Vodka a lesson and asked the other party about the name SKYY, which was not surprising at all. He came without any hesitation.

He threw a cell phone in front of Deep Blue Whiskey and said, "4869."

Dark Blue Whiskey used this number to unlock the screen, and the first thing he saw was the notepad.

The blond young man quickly glanced over it and said, "My good brother, you are a pure love person. It's quite sweet."

A crossroads popped up on Gin's forehead: "Dark Blue Whiskey."

Seeing that Gin seemed to be really angry, Deep Blue Whiskey finally restrained himself a little: "How can Vodka be like this! What is written? So subtle, look at me, I just drive directly!"

Dark Blue Whiskey never knows what restraint is:D

Gin raised his gun, but at this time the two of them looked towards the door at the same time. The male host who was responsible for welcoming them poked his head out timidly, but was scared back by the gazes of the two men.

The two members of the organization temporarily stopped fighting.

Dark Blue Whiskey raised an eyebrow and asked, "What is it?"

The male PR stood very far away and said, "A guest has asked for you. Do you want to meet him?"

"My work for today is done." said Deep Blue Whiskey.

He only accepted appointments, and even if they paid him, they had to follow his rules and meet at his time. The only one who could make an exception was probably this irritable guy who would definitely smash his store if he didn't show up.

In comparison, the little beauty in the daytime really doesn't look like Gin's brother at all. They don't look alike, they don't have the same personality, and besides having white hair, even their life choices are opposite.

Dark Blue Whiskey felt a little excited when he thought of the white-haired young man. He really liked the type of Yushan Chaodeng. However, his possessiveness and desire for Yushan Chaodeng came more from Scotland.

He heard sporadic conversations between Scotland and Bourbon during the day. Although they were discovered immediately, they were enough to prove that the relationship between Yushan Chaodeng and Scotland was unusual.

As long as he could make Scotland lose his composure and control, he would be able to find the guy's hidden fox tail.

"That." Under Gin's gaze, the male host wanted to escape, but after thinking about going back and telling the customer that Skyy didn't want to see him, and the other party's possible disappointment, he became brave again, "It's a very beautiful customer, Skyy. I've never seen someone with white hair so beautiful..."

He was stuck and looked over there, at Gin who also had white hair.

This touched Deep Blue Whiskey's heart. He laughed and said, "Okay, let's meet her. Ask her to come over."

-

Yushan Chaodeng sat in the seat arranged by the male host, holding a drink that the other party had offered him - of course, in a place like this, it is best not to let anything in, he was just holding it.

I don’t know what that guy said to the other male PRs around him. Although many people came to see him, no one took the initiative to introduce themselves to him.

Miyama Asato adjusted the headphones he had put on after getting off the bus, and from inside came the voice of Date Kou asking him how he was doing. He pretended to adjust his hair and tapped the headphones in response.

Yi Dahang replied with a "received" and then reminded him to be careful. Yu Shan Chaodeng tapped the earphone again and the other side fell silent.

Miyama Chaodeng sighed softly. In fact, when he put on the headphones, he felt a little disappointed when he heard Mr. Ida's voice instead of his boss's voice.

In that quick meeting just now, Mr. Furukaya said that he would take over the case, and the car was also entrusted to Mr. Furukaya by his familiar senior Matsuda. Miyama Asato thought that it would be Commander-in-Chief Furukaya Rei.

I don't have a problem with Mr. Ida, it's just...

"Excuse me."

Yushan Chaodeng suddenly heard his boss's voice. He looked up in surprise and saw a man standing beside him, holding the back of the sofa where he was sitting and smiling at him.

Wearing a fancy silk shirt, the collar was almost open to the chest. The man with light blond hair came over and stared at Yushan Chaodeng who was sitting in the middle of the sofa with his gentle and deep eyes.

"Are you alone?" His tone was a little frivolous, and his words were very similar to those of the male public relations that Yushan Chaodeng had just met.

Of course, he looked no different from the male escorts in this shop. After seeing Mr. Fūya being so serious, it was a little strange for Miyama Asato to see him being so... flirty from time to time.

He looked up at Furukaya Rei, then quickly lowered his head, his face feeling a little hot.

"I've been paying attention to you since just now." Furuya Ling walked to his side, sat down, gently took his hand, and smiled at him, "At that time, I was thinking that if I could date you, I would be willing to do anything for you."

Having risked his life to get a permit for the beautiful customer to meet SKYY, the male PR was about to come back and ask for credit from the customer. He didn't need anything else, as long as the other party was willing to smile at him, that would be enough!

The male PR imagined for a moment what the face that made him fall in love at first sight would look like if it smiled, and he couldn't help but quicken his pace.

As a result, he saw from a distance a strange blond man appearing next to the guest whom he had specifically told others not to touch. The two of them were even holding hands, looking like they had a close relationship.

Male PR: ???

He walked over quickly and said to Miyama Chaodeng: "Ms. Sawada, SKYY said he can see you..."

As soon as he got closer, he heard the blond man's somewhat rude and direct confession to the guest.

His eyes widened instantly, and when he was about to say something, he heard the white-haired beauty who made him fall in love at first sight turned her gaze away awkwardly.

"If, if it's you, it's okay.":, n..,.