Decimo.
Shuichi Akai did not know the so-called Italian friend. His source of information was the paper provided by the FBI, or in other words, the intelligence passed back by FBI investigator Andrea who infiltrated the organization.
Andrea spent two years to obtain intelligence from Johnny and Gabon. Logically, the amount should have been considerable, but in the end, only a few were passed back to the FBI. Even the organization's deployment in Italy was more than Johnny and Gabon's own intelligence.
But he had indeed seen this name in the intelligence.
Johnnie Walker did not act in the name of an organization in Italy, but first used his personal title, Decimo.
In Italian it means the number "ten", and if placed in the Italian inner world, it takes on another meaning.
"The Tenth Generation".
Ancient families with a long history would use such numbers to refer to their leaders, so when Johnny was given the name "Decimo", there were endless speculations in the underworld.
However, all these speculations came to nothing. Even the most astute intelligence dealers were unable to find any connection between him and any family in Italy or other countries, and finally had to give up in defeat.
But the more this is the case, the more it shows that his origin may not be an arms dealer in the open, but point to a more ancient family, or even one of the several families that are the cornerstone of the Italian Cerro Realm.
I have to say, the moment he finished saying this, Akai Shuichi actually had an urgent urge to agree.
This situation is so rare that even his current boss James had to go through many things together before he admitted it.
But now, in front of a senior member of an obviously hostile organization, he actually had the urge to become the other party's subordinate at all costs.
He suppressed the impulse, and the information he had obtained flashed rapidly through his mind. His expression naturally changed to a mixture of fear and ecstasy, and he opened his mouth to speak out the words of loyalty that had been rapidly brewing in his mind.
Then he was interrupted by a knock on the door of the private room.
Seeing that Morohoshi seemed still a little confused, Sawada Tsunayoshi smiled, stood up and opened the door. Looking at the people standing at the door, he couldn't help but reveal a puzzled expression.
"May I ask who you are?"
It's no wonder he was confused.
After all, anyone who had their happy dessert time interrupted and was forced to face a group of strangers would have the same expression as him.
A clerk in a maid outfit was standing in front of him. She raised her hand and said loudly, "Yes, that's the guy! He was the last person Miriko came into contact with in the store!"
Although he didn't know what was going on, the Godfather subconsciously raised his hands helplessly.
"It seems that something has happened," he said slowly, inadvertently soothing the nervous and flustered lady, "Can you let me know something?"
This matter is complicated and complicated, but it is also simple. It turned out that a death occurred in this dessert shop, and the deceased was the waitress who had previously delivered food to the private room of Tsunayoshi and Akai. After completing this task, it was her turnover time, so Tsunayoshi and Akai in the private room became her last contact objects.
"And, and Misato just recently broke up with her boyfriend... that person, that person is said to be a man with brown hair."
That's why she was so sure that the guest in this box was related to the deceased.
"So that's how it is," the policeman in a suit wrote down the words of the crying waitress, and looked straight at the two people standing on the side, fixing his eyes on the brown-haired Sawada Tsunayoshi, "Do you have anything to say about what this lady said?"
What can one say about this?
Sawada Tsunayoshi sighed and prepared to explain that he did not know the lady.
A small black head popped out from behind him.
"But I think this big brother has nothing to do with this incident." said the black head.
The policeman lowered his head and smiled suddenly.
"It's you." He seemed to be very familiar with this child and called the boy's name, "Shinichi-kun."
If Tsunayoshi Sawada or Shuichi Akai stayed here long enough, they would know that this was a police assistant who often appeared at various murder scenes.
His name is Kudo Shinichi, the only son of the great writer Kudo Yusaku. Although he is not very old, he has already set the ambition to become a detective in the future. He often acts as the assistant of the police in the cases he encounters, and has been unanimously praised by adults.
But they don't know.
Sawada Tsunayoshi lowered his head and made eye contact with the boy with short black hair.
The other person's blue eyes were like the clear sky that could see everything, direct and reckless, reflecting all the truth and illusion. Sawada Tsunayoshi smiled at him and thought this child was very interesting.
Not far from where they were standing, there was a girl in a pink skirt holding the shoulder strap of her backpack and shouting "Shinichi".
"If we don't go home, we'll be scolded!"
The boy with short black hair puffed out his cheeks and waved his hands.
"Wait for me a moment, it will be there soon!"
It is a cute duo of children.
However, even if they are children, they are children with great abilities.
Sawada Tsunekichi, who had been cleared of suspicion but was no longer in the mood to enjoy his food, stood aside with Akai Shuichi, watching the young boy help the policemen find all kinds of evidence. He stood by and rubbed his chin seriously, muttering to himself (?), and sometimes there was a strange light in his eyes.
Fortunately, with the joint efforts of the children and the police, the case was successfully solved and Tsunayoshi and his partner were able to return to their own box.
With this incident, it was difficult to continue the conversation.
Tsunayoshi Sawada and Shuichi Akai left the pink dessert shop and looked at each other in confusion for a moment.
The Godfather rubbed his cheeks.
"Maybe... you have a place to stay now?"
Of course Akai Shuichi has.
But he thinks that the stars don't need to exist.
The young man with long black hair raised his eyes, and for some reason there was a pitiful look in his eyes.
"If under the overpass counts," he said slowly, "it doesn't matter. Thanks to you, I can at least spend one night in the Internet cafe tonight."
Regardless of whether it was true or not, Sawada Tsunayoshi showed a horrible expression.
He hesitated.
"If you don't mind," the Godfather said hesitantly, "I think the Rice Flower Hotel where I'm staying is actually quite good."
As soon as he finished speaking, before Akai Shuichi could say anything, he heard a small exclamation from behind.
"Wow Shinichi, is the older brother just now inviting another older brother to the hotel?"
The girl who had just met him once grabbed the sleeve of the boy next to her and exclaimed softly.
Although the voice was very low, the two adults, whose facial features were more sensitive than those of ordinary people, still moved their ears.
I always feel it's strange to be told this.
The cool boy who was dragged away - Kudo Shinichi yawned.
"Yes, that's right, so let's go back quickly. Uncle Maori must be waiting anxiously." If he waits anxiously, he will be the one who gets scolded.
The girl, twelve-year-old Mao Lilan, quickly followed his thoughts.
"If you hadn't rushed in as soon as you saw the case, Shinichi, we would have gone back a long time ago."
"Really?" Kudo Shinichi was not to be outdone, "But it was you who said you wanted to come over for cake after school, right?"
Seeing the two children fighting with each other like two kittens, the adults couldn't help but turn their eyes to them.
You wouldn’t know until you see it. You only realize that the two children are standing alone at the door.
The Godfather frowned and made eye contact with Kudo Shinichi who was looking at him.
The other party obviously didn't expect to face off directly and blinked in a daze.
Somewhat cute.
So Sawada Tsunayoshi simply stepped forward.
"Is that the little detective?" he said. The boy liked the title of little detective very much and nodded modestly.
The Godfather looked at his expression and asked kindly, "Where is the police officer who sent you home?"
"Tsk, no need. We are already familiar with this route."
The black-haired young detective shook his head and didn't say that it was actually because the police were very busy and they couldn't spare any personnel to escort them in a short time. And it would be bad if the Lan family didn't go home, so the two of them volunteered to go home alone.
But even without saying anything, Sawada Tsunayoshi frowned slightly.
If you put yourself in their shoes, if the two kids - they looked to be only about 11 or 12 years old - were to let Tsunayoshi Sawada go home alone at night at their age, he would indeed be very scared.
Although Hibari-senpai's influence had spread throughout Namimori at that time, the darkness of the night and the unknown dangers were enough to scare the young and somewhat timid Sawada Tsunayoshi.
He glanced at the two children. Although Kudo Shinichi looked bored, the girl was timid.
He thought for a moment and glanced at Shuichi Akai who was standing not far away.
The young man with long black hair was not sure what he was thinking. He put one hand in his pocket and looked down at the ground, as if he didn't care about anything in the outside world.
The Godfather thought for a moment and said to the young detective and the little girl beside him, "In that case, if you don't mind, I can take you home."
The two children were stunned.
Sawada Tsunayoshi just blinked - I have to say, the Godfather looks very innocent under normal circumstances. At least Mouri Ran looked at the Godfather with a gentle smile, then looked at the street with few pedestrians, and pulled Kudo Shinichi's sleeve.
"Shinichi..."
The dark-haired boy hesitated.
He ran to the side and found a police officer.
"Mr. Officer, this big brother said he would take us home." He explained briefly and said, "Lan and I don't have cell phones, so could Mr. Officer please exchange phone numbers with the big brother so we can keep in touch?"
Of course, there is nothing wrong with being a good policeman for the people.
Tsunayoshi Sawada calmly exchanged his external contact phone with the police officer. He no longer looked like the mafia who was afraid of being caught by the police three years ago.
But in fact, I am still very scared in my heart. quq Someone come and save him. Help him, Reborn——
And on the surface, not only did he not show any fear, he even praised Kudo Shinichi. He was very alert. He rubbed the black-haired boy's head and turned around under the gaze of Akai Shuichi who had an unknown expression on his face.
"Want to join us, Mr. Star?"
Akai Shuichi: ...
He was really confused and speechless about the scene where the Mafia chief calmly exchanged phone numbers with the Japanese police and chatted and laughed, but when Johnny turned around, he still tried to smile in accordance with his character.
"Of course," he said, "as long as my hotel still exists."
Sawada Tsunayoshi also smiled: "Of course."
So the two of them walked slowly behind the children.
Akai Shuichi glanced at the young man walking beside him.
The other party still gave him a very dangerous feeling. No matter how gentle and elegant he looked, he could sense the unstoppable smoke and darkness from the subtle details.
But when he saw the brown-haired young man squatting in front of the young detective named Kudo Shinichi with a gentle and patient expression, he felt that this was the real him. He recalled how he interacted with another child of similar age, the organization's genius scientist Shirley, and he also had such a casual and caring attitude towards the child.
After seeing how he interacted with children, no one would believe the malicious speculation of "pedophile" by his colleagues. Anyone who saw how he interacted with children could feel that it was a kind of fatherly love that went beyond habit and responsibility?
The FBI's ace was rarely hesitant and could only come to one conclusion.
——A contradictory family.
He considered for a moment, then tilted his head and asked, "Do you... like children?"
This question made Sawada Tsunayoshi silent for a moment.
Children are creatures... He recalled the young Rambo riding on his head, Ippei who was hiding from cats while Rambo was wrapping around his legs, and Futa who was holding a big book, and he was silent for a moment.
Finally, he lowered his eyes and smiled softly.
"Of course." He said softly, with a look of cherishment in his eyes.
The adults were talking and laughing, and Mao Lilan, who was walking in front of the two adults and being "escorted", looked at the two adults in front of her who were having a great time, and once again grabbed her childhood sweetheart beside her.
"Shinichi, Shinichi, are these two big brothers the kind that Sonoko mentioned..." Even though she knew it was not nice to discuss the relationship between people you just met behind their backs, curiosity overcame her guilt and the little girl asked her friend in an especially low voice, gesturing, "Big brothers who are like mom and dad?"
Um?
In the alley behind him, Vodka, who was about to turn out of the alley with his suitcase, suddenly stopped.
He raised his head hesitantly and saw Johnny, who he could not mistake, walking past with a relaxed look on his face. He could still hear the little girl's words, which she thought were very quiet, and the footsteps of his elder brother behind him. Big drops of sweat appeared on his forehead.
It would be fine if Johnny went out to play without telling his big brother, but how come they bumped into him... Why is Beika Town so small? Damn!
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