Chapter 39: Special Offer at the Distillery: Whisky Band! ...

"*The weekly intelligence push count has been refreshed. Do you want to collect the intelligence?"

"[whether"

"*【Tokyo Area Intelligence②】: In the recent explosion in the Tokyo area, apartment residents were evacuated in advance, and the bomb disposal officers suffered no casualties. The Metropolitan Police Department has not yet announced whether the perpetrator has been apprehended! #~"

"*[Nagano Area Information ②]: Nagano Prefecture Detective [Morobushi Takaaki]'s younger brother, who had been separated since childhood, successfully graduated from the police academy several years ago and has not been heard from since! #~"

"*【Organizational Intelligence②】: There have been rumors of undercover agents within the organization lately, and more than one person has seen Gin, looking murderous and carrying vodka! #~"

Extract intelligence again.

It's information from Tokyo!

Maybe this is the ending of Kenji Hagiwara's fixed plot?

Speaking of which... I still don't know how Bourbon finally dealt with the bomber.

When Fushimi Kyoji asked about Amuro Toru, he maintained his usual smile and raised his index finger mysteriously at her: "It's better not to know about that kind of thing."

I don't know why the topic then turned to other places.

Perhaps it was sent to Siberia to grow potatoes to realize its final value.

The player's attention shifted to the information regarding the Nagano region.

Lost contact after graduating from the police academy...?

No matter how you think about it, this information should appear in the local newspaper in Nagano.

Could it be that...

The player's eyes became as sharp as Tu Meichan's.

Is this an incident concerning Officer Morobushi's favorability?

As long as you find Zhufu Gaoming's lost brother, your favorability will increase by +1+1+1...or something like that.

Eh, but...

Their recent activities have been concentrated in Tokyo, so there haven't been many opportunities for them to come into contact with Inspector Morofushi.

As for organizational intelligence, Fushimi Kyoji simply skipped it.

World famous painting: Gin is hunting down the traitor.

The only consolation is that the 10 favorability points given to Kenji Hagiwara and Jinpei Matsuda through the assessment task seem to have worked.

Shouldn't it?

Fushimi Kyoji thought uncertainly.

At least before, Jinpei Matsuda would never chat with her alone outside of the group chat with Kenji Hagiwara.

[: Eh...Is this the first time Officer Matsuda has initiated a private message with me?]

[: Is this the kind of scene where the seemingly upright model police officer is actually a beast in disguise, secretly harassing beautiful girls?]

[Matsuda Jinpei: …]

The difference between online and face-to-face chatting is now apparent. If Jinpei Matsuda were in front of the player, the other party would definitely suppress their emotions and retort, "That's not true!"

Instead of just sending out a string of ellipses in a slightly wordless manner like this.

Fushimi Kyoji stared at the conversation sent by Matsuda Jinpei for a while, then moved on to the picture sent by Hagiwara Kenji, who had just shared his lunch in the common group chat.

I don’t know if it’s due to personality differences, but compared to Jinpei Matsuda, who always has a bad temper, players don’t feel any particularly obvious changes in Kenji Hagiwara’s attitude.

Hmm… maybe it has something to do with the fact that the other person has always been gentle and considerate.

"..." Fushimi Kyoji rested his chin on the armrest, lay on the sofa, looked at the three bottles of whiskey in front of him and began to put on his equipment.

Pistols, daggers, bugs...

The equipment of the three people combined can be used to open a spy agent supply station on the spot.

This posture of preparation is usually a signal before a mission is about to be carried out.

"I always feel like I just completed a mission not long ago. Is there another mission so soon?" Obviously, Vermouth occasionally has a leisurely long vacation to enjoy, but yesterday the big star sent her a photo of a beach in an unknown country.

"That's right." Amuro Toru answered her casually.

Any one of them is an upper-middle-level code member of the organization, but they form a temporary team to work together for a long time, and they have not received any tasks that match their strength and difficulty.

Various other trivial tasks naturally fell on them. It was normal for them to feel tired when faced with the workload of four people.

After all, it is very convenient to act alone, but it seems a bit cumbersome when four people are together.

"Why is this happening..."

The golden head in Amuro's perspective suddenly lowered, and it seemed so dejected that even the hair color seemed to dim a little, but it suddenly raised up the next second.

Fushimi Kyoki raised his hand in protest: "I want to apply for labor law!"

"Ah, sorry." Amuro Toru said with a smile, but his words did not match the gentle smile on his face. "We are criminals and are not protected by the labor laws of any country."

Woo!

Players were devastated.

The purplish-gray eyes reflected the listless and soul-destroying girl. He stared silently for a while, then spoke calmly, "Well...it's not completely impossible."

I was immediately looked at eagerly by a pair of bright green eyes full of hope.

Amuro Toru paused slightly before proposing another solution: "Find a suitable long-term task to take on, and you won't be disturbed by other troubles until it's completed."

As he spoke, he winked suggestively at the player, a knowing smile playing on his face, the kind of smile that a salary thief always has.

Not understanding it does not stop players from admiring Toru Amuro who proposed the solution.

"Bourbon! That's a great help!"

Amuro Toru retreated a little without leaving a trace. Although he would consciously stop and move closer at a certain distance, for people like them, it was obviously beyond the appropriate social distance.

His habit of unconsciously getting closer to people when talking to them always makes him hallucinate about small animals that are close to humans.

If there was a tail behind it, it would definitely make a sound by slapping the floor.

"Is there any place you want to go?" Amuro Toru calmly took back the initiative in the conversation and turned his phone, which was stuck on a fixed page, towards the other party.

Among the dazzling array of place names, Fushimi Kyoji immediately saw a place name that he had seen not long ago.

"Nagano."

She pointed to a point on the screen and said firmly.

"Let's choose Nagano as the mission location."

Hearing the familiar place name, Amuro Toru paused slightly, and Scotland, who had been subconsciously paying attention to the conversation here, had the same reaction.

The reason is simple. Morifushi Kagemitsu's brother Morifushi Takaaki is working in Nagano. They even ran into Morifushi Takaaki who was working on the case a month ago.

Until now, he couldn't be sure whether other people present at the time noticed anything different about the two men's appearances.

Now that it's brought up... it's really hard not to associate it with something more sinister.

"Then... the Whisky Band will debut in Nagano!" Fushimi Kyoji clenched his fist and announced loudly.

He is a huge idiot!!!

Looking at Fushimi Kyoki dragging his guitar and bass and saying he wanted to "bring his instruments", Amuro Toru had a blank expression on his face, but he shouted in his heart.

"We have guitar and bass... should we equip Bourbon with a microphone?" The other person was holding up his face and thinking seriously.

He refused!

Fortunately, although there are occasional difficult to understand trains of thought, after getting along with each other, I can realize that the other person is unexpectedly the rare easy-to-talk-to type in the organization.

Specifically, they will not force him to sing, but they will not give in in some aspects.

"A Scottish beard is absolutely—" Fushimi Kyoji protested, crossing his arms in front of him in an X shape to express his refusal, "Absolutely not!"

"Your face is the face of the band!"

"...Okay." Under the player's strong willingness, Lei also looked over here. Insisting on refusing would probably attract more attention. Scotland was silent for a while and compromised.

I didn't expect that the process of persuading Scotland would be so easy. Fushimi Kyoji said "yes!" in his heart.

The player continued to instill the importance of appearance in the other two band members: "The most important thing about creating a good-looking band is to make the audience willing to spend money to support you just by looking at your faces."

Rei Fukiya/Akai Shuichi:...

Before they came, no one told them that they would have to be gigolos in the organization - although there was a fig leaf called the band.

"So, so, Scotland..." Fushimi Kyoji said halfway, turned around to urge his companion who was still tidying up in the bathroom, and happened to meet Scotland's eyes who had just walked out of the bathroom.

The player's voice disappeared.

A clean face that even looks a little too young.

Fushimi Kyoji moved back silently.

...Who are you, handsome guy?

"Are you not used to it? Otherwise I'd better..." As a usually taciturn person, he rarely gets stared at by players. Without the stubble that could disguise his face, his whole face was completely exposed to people, and Zhu Fujingguang also felt a little uncomfortable.

"You look so handsome now!"

Fushimi Kyoki gave him a thumbs up and gave him high praise.

She stared at Scotland curiously, blinking again, staring at his upturned eyes, and then uttered a confused "Huh..." "Looking at it this way, I feel like he looks a little familiar..."

The alarm bells of danger suddenly rang in Zhu Fujingguang and Jiang Gu Ling's hearts, and their rarely relaxed spirits immediately became as taut as the strings of a bow.

"You look like before..."

Oops!

The two Japanese police officers were shocked at the same time.

After shaving his beard, Hiro's facial features are more similar to Officer Morobushi's, but is that still a reveal?

Fushimi Kyoji clapped his hands together and said, "It's the gigolo I saw in Kabukicho!"

Toru Amuro put his hand back on his leg after touching his waist, and Keimitsu Morofushi's straight back also relaxed slightly.

"It seems to meet the requirements of making people willing to spend money." Players commented objectively.

Pretty boy, huh?

"'Little white face' is too harsh," the player said righteously, "What are you talking about, little black face!"

Rei Furuya: ...This damn criminal!

"Everyone, let's take a group photo!" a player who didn't notice Amuro Toru's emotions excitedly suggested, "We can make copies and give them to our fans later!"

Lei had no objection and stood naturally behind her, then leaned down slightly so that his face would appear on the phone screen with the players.

"By the way, let Officer Matsuda take a look too. When we first met, Officer Matsuda seemed to be very pessimistic about the band."

Bourbon and his subconscious attempt to avoid appearing in front of the camera froze upon hearing their names, missing the best opportunity to walk away. The expressions of the four froze after a "click".

The band is preparing for their debut, please give them your support! [Image]

After completing the task, Matsuda Jinpei received a photo of the four people on his phone as soon as he got it. He looked at the two people above and couldn't tell what was going on. In fact, his eyes showed discomfort. He sneered.

He will definitely criticize and boycott it.

…………

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[Jinpei Matsuda: Don't lump me in with those scum]

He deleted the input conversation word by word. Judging from the other party's personality, he probably had already forgotten what they were talking about before.

never mind.