Chapter 110
Tequila circled around but still couldn't find that extremely conspicuous figure.
The speed at which they disappeared was definitely premeditated, an attempt to shake off people!
Tequila recalled what Vodka had said when assigning the task...
"Potnis knows someone is following him, so if he spots you or greets you, don't panic. Just follow him as usual, and record where he goes and who he meets..."
So, Potts knew that someone would be investigating him, but he still went missing!
Tequila had vaguely heard about a traitor who was recently uncovered and committed suicide after realizing things were going badly. Now that Potts has also gone missing, it's hard not to wonder if he's also trying to escape.
So Tequila began to hesitate about whether to report the missing person to Vodka right now.
The main concern is being questioned about my work ability—how could I have lost track of the person so quickly? But if I delay reporting it, it's easy to be suspected of deliberately letting the person escape...
In the end, Tequila still emailed Vodka, hoping that Vodka would check the email later, giving him a false sense of time about the embarrassing situation, and then he would try his best to look for it again.
However, the sleeping pills administered by Usoppō Saiki were too effective, and it took three hours for Vodka to finally wake up from his slumber.
He pressed his still somewhat dizzy head, recalled what had happened before he lost consciousness, and suddenly sat up straight as if he were a carp leaping out of its skin: "Potnis!"
"They've already left." Gin frowned as he studied the distribution of Kansai Yakuza forces. "They'll get back to work when they wake up."
Vodka wasn't fully awake yet; he was still in a daze.
After finally figuring out that he had been drugged with sleeping pills, Vodka clenched his fists: "Brother, before, Potts only talked about it, but now he's gone so far as to actually drug you..."
What has Potts been watching lately that he's starting to act like a traitor?! All he did was cooperate a little half-heartedly, so why drug him to enhance his cognitive abilities?!
Next time this guy watches a Taiga drama, will he try to usurp the throne?!
Gin thought Vodka would say that he should accelerate and strengthen control over the Middle East and break away from Potts as soon as possible so that he could kill Potts without any worries.
Vodka, however, said, "So, let's just stop asking Potts to work for us from now on. Can't we just pretend he doesn't exist?"
Gin could only repeat, "...If you wake up, get back to work." His brain was completely beyond saving.
Forced to get back to work, Vodka checked his emails and found Tequila's report.
Vodka couldn't help but think, "It's just disappearance, he disappears every day, doesn't he? He didn't even drug you before he ran away, you should be grateful!"
So I simply replied with "OK" and that was it.
Tequila waited anxiously for several hours before receiving this reply, and couldn't help but wonder—what did "know" mean? Was Potts a traitor after all? And why didn't he say anything to him after losing track of the person? So what was he supposed to do next? Was the mission over?
After waiting a while longer, but still not receiving any new instructions from Vodka, and not wanting to call and remind him that his mission had failed and he would get scolded, Tequila returned home feeling confused and doubtful.
A friend invited him out for drinks, and since he was feeling really down and needed to drink to unwind, he agreed.
After a few rounds of drinks, he was slightly tipsy. Tequila slurred, "I might have uncovered a traitor, but I don't know what the higher-ups mean, so I just replied 'I understand.'"
His friend chimed in with a complaint: "Are there so many traitors lately? I encountered one last time. It was a large-scale mission that mobilized a lot of people, and one of the codenamed officers just called the police on the spot..."
Tequila suddenly raised its head: "Call the police?"
"Yes! He called the police! You think that's outrageous too, right? We haven't even finished our mission yet, and he just showed up and called the police. If the target isn't caught because of him, we'll all be in trouble!" the friend said indignantly. "And to make matters worse, the higher-ups told us to ignore it. We don't even know if they caught anyone..."
Tequila stared in disbelief: "Are undercover agents this arrogant these days? Where are you from?"
"I don't know," my friend sighed. "But since it's helping CIA people escape, it must be CIA, right? But the higher-ups don't seem to care much. I don't understand what's going on."
Although Tequila didn't know who her friend was talking about, she had already contributed a lot of doubt points.
Having successfully shaken off Tequila by utilizing various blind spots and hidden paths with the help of the [Universal Navigation], Usakabe Saiki, now back in Tokyo, calculated the gains from this "business trip" and felt it was pretty good: "Pretty good, I made quite a bit of money, especially since I didn't have to buy a substitute doll, the points I saved are even more appealing."
The system, understanding the sarcastic tone, said: [...]
Okay, it admits it went a bit too far, actually trying to sell stand-in dolls at such a perfect time to raise suspicion... But isn't it just that its sales are so bad that it's getting a little desperate? This doesn't reflect its true intelligence!
Bo Yezhai calculated the time: [After a few more days of work, it'll be the New Year, and I can go on a trip with the second-year graduate students. I believe the organization won't contact me again anytime soon.]
Thinking of the unconscious Vodka, the system couldn't help but think: [You really went all out for this trip...]
He said he'd try different methods to see which was more effective, but actually he was just deliberately going too far to make Vodka have PTSD and make Gin never want to see him again!
"What are you saying? I'm just trying to build up my doubts." Bo Yezhai said sternly. "Sigh, I've gained too much, I'm too happy. I don't look like I just came back from tomb sweeping. Let me gather my emotions for a day."
Two days later, it was finally time for Mobile Investigation Team 4 to start work. Only then did Usakabe Saiki put on a deadpan expression and head to the station to report for duty.
Officer Shimo looked at him, dressed in all black and white, as if he had just attended a funeral. He had a thousand words to say, but in the end, he could only say, "Your internship is about to end. You... be careful and don't do anything that will affect your internship evaluation."
As a responsible police officer, he certainly couldn't go against his conscience and only praise Han Chuan Shenliu in his internship evaluation; he would inevitably have to include some of the other party's outrageous behavior.
He could let it go since it was a minor matter and the other party was trying to save someone. However, he did not approve of the act of firing a gun in front of so many people, and he could not hide it.
Any organization that hires Hanchuan Shenliu in the future must consider this risk; he can't be a swindler!
Regardless, after Han Chuan Shenliu said such outrageous things, he calmly returned after just visiting a grave. His determination to become a policeman surpasses that of that idiot who failed the written exam and then turned from love to hate to take revenge on the police.
Officer Shimo also reflected on it and felt that it might be a generation gap issue. Young people nowadays are indeed more casual, and he should have just spoken to him properly without making it sound so serious.
Usakabe Saiki nodded, as if the previous conflict had never happened, and calmly asked, "My self-criticism..."
"You don't need to worry about that. What you write in your self-criticism is not important. What's important is whether you've realized it and whether you can correct it."
Officer Shima, who helped write and submit a self-criticism, said unintentionally, "Let's go. Ibuki had some really good ramen at a shop before, and I was thinking of taking you there when you got back. If nothing happens today, we can just drive there on the way."
When Ibuki Ran saw Usuoba Saiki, she was indeed very happy: "You're back! I was worried you wouldn't come back!"
Officer Shimo sighed... He really knew how to rub salt in the wound.
But when faced with such a straightforward and enthusiastic person, Usakabe Saiki couldn't say anything strange and could only respond dryly, "After all, I still have to be a policeman."
"That's right. We've worked so hard for so long. It would be such a pity if we had to give up because of Zhimo."
Officer Shima suddenly felt immense pressure: "Hey, you can't blame me entirely for this, can you?!"
Usoya Saiki chimed in, "It has nothing to do with Senior Shimo; it's all my own fault."
Upon hearing this, Officer Zhimo felt that his self-reflection was a bit excessive and comforted him, "There's no need to be so extreme. I did make a mistake, but your mistake lies in..."
—The procedure was not followed.
"We should aim for the feet; this will both deter others and reduce the pressure on our seniors."
Officer Shima: “…………”
Ibuki Ai: "...Um, Kagawa-kun, have you considered that there's actually an option that doesn't require firing a gun?"
"I considered it, but I still think it would have been more effective to fire at that time."
"Is this the conclusion you've reached after reflecting on your actions?!" Officer Zhimo was starting to lose his composure. "Give me back my self-criticism, no, go and rewrite it..."
Ibuki Ai chuckled dryly and covered the mouth of the incoherent Officer Shima: "Let's go, let's go, we still have to assist the three-machine search patrol!"
He paused for a moment, then sighed, "I never imagined that one day I would be the one advising Zhimo to calm down."
Usakabe Saiki said, "I've always felt that you are more emotionally stable than Shimo-senpai."
"Huh? Really? I'm so happy~"
Officer Shimo: "Ughhhhh!!!"
That's because Ibuki Ran's brain simply doesn't consider anything deeper! She might even agree with you! How could she possibly be angry?!
Although the start wasn't very smooth, things went quite well once the patrols officially began.
Another morning passed without any murder cases; it was mostly just requests for help.
Although the work was piecemeal, for the mobile search team that had experienced so much, there was a kind of quiet satisfaction, a feeling of peace and tranquility.
"The ramen shop I was talking about is just ahead!"
Ibuki Ran, who was driving today, said happily, "Let's celebrate that nothing happened today! Shall we go eat?"
"If you want to eat, just eat. Don't make such promises." Officer Zhimo has also started to become superstitious.
When I entered the store, there were already customers inside. Everyone was already following the rules of public places and talking quietly. But as soon as Usaku Saiki, who was carrying the "aura of darkness," walked in, the store immediately fell silent.
The shop owner hesitated for a moment, but when he saw the familiar faces of Officer Shima and Ibuki Ai, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Welcome."
Ibuki Ran grinned and said, "Boss, I said last time that I would bring my colleagues to eat here, so this time I kept my promise and brought people!"
The boss chuckled dryly, "Haha, thank you."
This guy has a smiling face, but he looks a bit fierce. The other one is always expressionless and doesn't seem easy to get along with either. And this new one is even more outrageous. Is this some kind of yakuza organization having a team-building event here?!
I hope nothing bad happens at the store today.
The boss had barely thought of that when something suddenly changed.
A male customer who was enjoying his meal suddenly shouted, "What are you doing?!"
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I've gotten to it! This was updated half an hour ago! The rest of the time has been spent correcting typos!
I'll be adding an extra chapter tonight, but I still owe four more extra chapters. I'll make up for them this week!
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My internship with the Mobile Investigation Unit is coming to an end. Next, I'll go on vacation~ and then find a new job~
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Tequila: He's gone missing!!
Vodka: You're lucky they didn't drug you.
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