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The reason why the mobile unit conducts daily weighted training.

As the clearly striped salmon was stuffed into his mouth, Kenji Hagiwara swallowed the freshly cut salmon, still warm from the ice, and said thoughtfully, "Speaking of which, I heard something from Kazami yesterday."

"Um?"

Lai Chuan Huang Quan, biting into half a sweet shrimp, turned to look at Hagiwara Kenji.

"Did you have your dad send someone to keep an eye on Kubo Wataru? A few days ago, someone tried to take Kubo Wataru's child away."

Lai Chuan Huang Quan was shocked: "Eh!? How is the child?"

"They were stopped in time by the Ministry of Public Security, who had been secretly following them, and the man who was planning to take the child away was arrested by Kazami Yuya a few hours earlier."

"Then what?"

Kenji Hagiwara put another piece of sea urchin sushi dipped in soy sauce into his mouth: "The man said that there was a woman who claimed to be the child's mother, who said she was divorced from her husband and could not see her child. She was willing to pay him a large sum of money to help take the child to the Beika Municipal Hotel. This man had been laid off from his company for at least half a year and was worried about not being able to find a job and was about to go bankrupt, so he gritted his teeth and agreed."

Matsuda Jinpei chimed in at the opportune moment: "If it weren't for your father's high position, which allows him to mobilize manpower without revealing any clues, that child would probably be in grave danger by now."

But a week later, something still happened.

The Kubo family was indeed protected, but another public security officer, Ichiro Hanajima, lost all his wife and children, and he himself lost contact with the Ministry of Public Security.

The matter was of great importance. In addition to the internal meeting of the Public Security Bureau, Rei Furuya and his group also met privately. The former police academy five and Yomi Rikawa gathered at Rei Furuya's safe house. He spread out a map of Tokyo, sat on the sofa with his arms crossed, and began to analyze the situation.

Rei Furuya: "In the original world, where were the bodies of Wataru Kubo and his family found?"

"Let me see," Lai Chuan Huang Quan picked up a highlighter and, under the administrator's instructions, drew a circle on a certain spot on the table: "Kubo Wataru hanged himself at home, and the remains of his wife and daughter were found six months later in this forest. When they were found, they had already turned to skeletal remains."

Date Wataru looked at the two police officers who were deep in thought, rubbing their chins: "Have you made any discoveries?"

Morofushi Kagemitsu had been frowning ever since he gathered with everyone: "I haven't had much contact with these two seniors, but I heard from my colleagues that Kubo Wataru and Hanajima Ichiro are both family-oriented people who love their wives and children very much."

Matsuda Jinpei immediately realized: "No wonder Hanajima Ichiro looked so uneasy when he last appeared in a public area with surveillance cameras."

“They kidnapped his family members to blackmail the police into doing things for them,” Kenji Hagiwara added gravely. “If we don’t rescue them quickly, Ichiro Hanajima’s wife and children will likely be abused.”

Police officers undergo rigorous screening processes; how could they easily defect to the enemy? That's why the organization targeted Kubo Wataru and Hanajima Ichiro, who were in charge of the family, attempting to kidnap their families and use them for blackmail.

“But…” Lai Chuan Huang Quan asked, puzzled, “How would they know that Kubo Wataru and Hanajima Ichiro are from the Public Security Bureau? Could it be that there are organized moles within the Public Security Bureau?”

After Lai Chuanhuangquan finished speaking, no one present said anything more, and the air became heavy. At that moment, the administrator suddenly spoke up: "No, the Ministry of Public Security shouldn't have any undercover agents."

The middle-aged man's calm voice exploded in their minds. Ita Kou, who was experiencing high-dimensional technology for the first time, was so frightened that he jumped up from his seat, soaring more than ten feet high.

Rei Furuya frowned, still not quite used to the voice that suddenly rang in his mind. He had almost forgotten that Yomi Laichuan was followed by an unseen, high-dimensional boss from another timeline.

Once reminded, the oppressive feeling, similar to having a 360° camera installed above your head by your boss at work, immediately hits you.

When Furuya Rei first joined the police department as a newcomer, he was praised as "the person most likely to surpass Mr. Ryokawa," but now he is still inexperienced and can't help but feel awkward being watched by an elite superior who knows his habits.

He pursed his lips, quickly adjusting his mindset: "Mr. Lai Chuan, why do you believe there are no undercover agents within the Public Security Bureau?"

"Judging from the events of the previous one, their goal was to steal information from the Public Security Bureau. If the organization already had an undercover agent within the Public Security Bureau, they wouldn't need to go to such lengths. Furthermore, both Kubo Wataru and Hanajima Ichiro have revealed their identities to places outside the Public Security Bureau during coordinated operations, so I believe that the undercover agents are from other departments within the Metropolitan Police Department rather than the Public Security Bureau."

Rei Furuya continued, "Mr. Raikawa, do you know their purpose in doing this?"

"I can't be 100% certain, but I speculate that it's most likely to be to get the list of undercover police officers. Because two weeks after Kubo Wataru's suicide, Morofushi Hiromitsu also chose to commit suicide after his identity was exposed."

"What!"

Rei Furuya had heard about Hiromitsu Morofushi's suicide from Kenji Hagiwara three years ago, but it all seemed unreal and vague. Only now did he realize clearly that Hiromitsu Morofushi would die, and that it would happen soon.

Rei Furuya took a deep breath and took the highlighter from Yomi Laichuan: "This is the last location where Ichiro Hanajima was captured by surveillance."

He looked at the others and asked, "What are your thoughts on this?"

Morofushi Kagemitsu leaned closer: "The location where Kubo Wataru's wife and daughter's bodies were found is deep in a nature reserve, near a riverbank. We cannot rule out the possibility that the bodies were dumped upstream."

Kenji Hagiwara sat reclining on the sofa, resting his chin on his hand: "Transporting a corpse is an extremely dangerous thing. Perpetrators usually don't take the body too far."

Matsuda Jinpei picked up a pencil: "Draw a circle with a radius of 4 kilometers, using these points on the map as the center. The overlapping areas are these places. So the murderer is most likely to appear in these places, and second most likely here."

Date Wataru stroked his chin: "I think..."

Lai Chuan Huang Quan sat in the middle of the group, glancing left and right intermittently, her wide almond-shaped eyes filled with question marks. Deduction and crime-solving weren't Lai Chuan Huang Quan's forte; her strengths lay in violently breaking through enemy lines and quickly finding water and supplies.

But these two skills don't seem to be very useful in this world. No, rather than saying they're not useful, it would be a big problem if these skills actually came in handy someday.

Seeing that she couldn't help at all, Lai Chuan Huang Quan silently drank from a bottle of yogurt. She curled up between several burly men, like a Pomeranian sitting among a pack of wolves, her face filled with confusion and helplessness.

After discussing the matter, the five of them quickly formulated a plan of action. They selected three of the most suspicious areas and decided to split into two groups to investigate separately. Furuya Rei and Morofushi Kagemitsu formed one group, Matsuda and the squad leader formed another, and Yorikawa Yomi was naturally assigned to Hagiwara Kenji's group.

Under the dim moonlight, the three teams confirmed their meeting point and then began their respective operations.

Lai Chuan and Huang Quan were assigned to an abandoned old park with several dilapidated old buildings. In front of one of the buildings with a yard, Hagiwara Kenji picked up the rusty lock and looked at it: "No, there's something stuck in the keyhole, we can't pry it open."

He looked up at the wall, which was taller than him and covered in moss and ivy. With a leap, he didn't even need to take a few steps back for support to scale the wall.

Kenji Hagiwara crouched against the narrow wall, facing the moonlight. His silhouette was outlined by the dim moonlight, and his violet eyes gleamed brightly in the darkness. The man in the dark suit was like a black cat roaming in the moonlight—mysterious and dangerous.

Kenji Hagiwara smiled and said, "Hey, soft bread, come on, let me pull you up."

No sooner had he finished speaking than he saw Lai Chuan Huang Quan take a few steps back, take a running start, and jump high into the air, skillfully vaulting over the two-and-a-half-meter-high wall.

Lai Chuan Huang Quan's leap over the wall was swift, precise, and ruthless; she landed without making a sound. Hagiwara Kenji was stunned, looking incredulously at the woman who was already standing in the yard, brushing the dust off her hands.

Noticing Kenji Hagiwara's gaze, Yomi Raikawa looked up and gave him a bright, slightly smug smile: "Don't underestimate me just because I'm not good at deduction. I'm a master wall climber! I can climb any wall, no matter how difficult. My rock climbing ability is comparable to that of a mountain goat!"

Kenji Hagiwara jumped down from the wall, a half-smile on his face: "I can understand what you mean by being good at climbing walls, but it just sounds a bit strange."

Lai Chuan Huang Quan tilted his head: "Really?"

Kenji Hagiwara didn't answer, but just smiled and ruffled Yomi Rikawa's hair: "Let's go in."

Following the dilapidated, even collapsed, stairwells exposing the steel bars, Rikawa Yomi noticed signs that someone was living in the dusty building.

Kenji Hagiwara noticed this too, and he raised an arm to shield Yomi Raikawa behind him, signaling her to follow him.

They climbed a little higher and heard rustling voices. Kenji Hagiwara and Yomi Raikawa exchanged a glance, then hunched over and hid behind the wall.

Kenji Hagiwara pressed himself against the wall, glancing furtively at the messy, spacious room. A few seconds later, he pulled back to Yomi Raikawa, giving her a wry smile: "I think we might have come to the wrong place."

"Huh?"

Kenji Hagiwara: "I've seen this group before. A few months ago, Jinpei and I—"

Perhaps because the building had been uninhabited for so long, it was swaying precariously in the wind and rain. Before Kenji Hagiwara could finish speaking, half of the wall they had been using as cover suddenly collapsed with a deafening roar.

The collapsing wall kicked up a cloud of dust more than a meter high, choking the two Hagiwara members who coughed incessantly. Their vision was also obscured by a heavy smog, making it impossible to see their surroundings.

Before the dust had even settled, Kenji Hagiwara realized something was terribly wrong. On the other side of the wall, seven or eight burly men with large tattoos on their arms remained in the same position as before the wall collapsed, staring dumbfounded at the two people in the dust.

Under their gazes, Kenji Hagiwara smiled and slowly raised his hand: "Hi~"

"..."

An eerie and awkward silence filled the air. Without hesitation, Kenji Hagiwara hoisted Yomi Yorikawa onto his shoulder and turned to run. His escape was like the starting gun for the race; the stunned men grabbed their weapons and roared as they gave chase.

Yomi Laichuan clung to Kenji Hagiwara's shoulder, looking utterly bewildered. Hagiwara was fast and steady, and Yomi Laichuan didn't feel dizzy at all being carried by him. Yomi Laichuan propped herself up and looked at the burly man being thrown further and further away by Hagiwara: "Kenji, do you know them?" And he looked like he had a deep-seated grudge.

"I barely know them, they're just a bunch of low-level local bullies," Kenji Hagiwara replied as he ran. Even while carrying an adult woman and sprinting all the way, he spoke without any sign of panting: "A few months ago, Jinpei Matsuda and I led a team to violently suppress them and arrested their leader."

"That's all?"

"Cough... During the suppression, we also beat them up."

"So they're pursuing you now purely out of personal vendetta?"

Kenji Hagiwara chuckled a few times and ran even faster.

Lai Chuan Huang Quan gave an ambiguous hum, then obediently nestled in Hagiwara Kenji's arms, looking over his shoulder at the men wielding steel pipes whom he had thrown aside and who were now getting further and further away.

She finally understood why the riot police had to run long distances with heavy loads every day. These officers were either carrying over ten kilograms of riot gear while chasing people, or being chased by armed men. The only way to avoid getting beaten up was to train hard.

[Author's Note]

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