·26｜Exclusive to Jinjiang·26 (First Update)
Even supporting characters can be persecuted.
Kenji Hagiwara and his men acted like movie stars in front of Hiromitsu Morofushi, which made him feel good, but it caused Morofushi a lot of trouble.
From the organization members to the regulars, everyone in the bar now knows that their popular resident singer, Hikaru Midorikawa, is practically glowing green.
As for Midorikawa Hikaru's determination to bring the person back... the grassroots members of the organization just munched on sunflower seeds and smacked their lips, looking on with amusement.
Who wouldn't love a story where a rank-and-file member confronts a high-ranking official and corrupt police head-on for love? The only problem is that they don't believe Midorikawa Hikaru can win; their bets are all on when his rival will take him down.
Having inexplicably changed from "Midori Hikaru" to "Midori Naruhiro," what could Morofushi Kagemitsu say besides a fake smile in the face of his colleagues' insincere concern?
After politely declining the last group of people who came to laugh at him, Morofushi Kagemitsu took a taxi back to his apartment in 2013 after confirming that no one was following him. The empty room was empty except for him; the hallway, which was usually quite noisy during the day, was now silent, leaving only him awake.
Morifu no Kagemitsu threw himself onto the sofa. The living room light was a bit too bright today, and he raised his hand to shield his eyes, looking utterly exhausted.
"Will you be able to help me?" Morofushi Kagemitsu murmured to himself, recalling the words on the note. "Thanks, Hagiwara."
He relaxed his brow, and the resentment that had formed from his long undercover mission temporarily dissipated.
Morofushi Kagemitsu carefully recalled Hagiwara Kenji's attitude towards Yomi Yorikawa. Could it be that his good friend from the same class actually liked Yomi Yorikawa?
If that's the case, he'd be happy to trip up Kenji Hagiwara.
Morofushi Kagemitsu gave a faint smile, just like when he was still in police academy: "Consider it repayment for the trouble you caused at the bar."
In a daze, it was as if he had returned to the days when the five of them used to fool around together in the police academy. Back then, he, Matsuda, and Hagiwara, arm in arm, wearing Hagiwara's floral shirt, dressed up as playboys and barged into a convenience store that had been robbed.
“That’s great,” he softened his tone, “to be able to work with you all again.”
But under the same moonlight, Kenji Hagiwara wasn't so happy. He lay on his back on the small bed in the police dormitory, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, so angry that he wanted to rush next door and punch Jinpei Matsuda a few times.
But he couldn't beat Matsuda Jinpei, which made him very angry.
And even if he did hit her, given that guy's emotional intelligence, after finding out the whole story, he would only look at him with a bewildered expression and say things like, "It's just a confession, why don't you just tell her when you're having dinner tomorrow?"—things that would only invite a beating.
"Why……"
Kenji Hagiwara sat up in frustration, utterly exasperated—Jinpei Matsuda had been his friend for so many years, yet he hadn't improved at all in terms of emotional intelligence! Not even a tiny bit!
To put it simply, Matsuda Jinpei's talent in mechanics and boxing was matched by his terrible ability to read the air—the difference between the ocean and the desert.
Kenji Hagiwara doesn't expect Jinpei Matsuda to have exceptionally high emotional intelligence, but at least he shouldn't be as low as the Mariana Trench!
It turns out that straight men not only affect their own ability to find a partner, but also hinder the partners around them.
Kenji Hagiwara haphazardly ruffled his smooth, black hair, sat on the edge of the bed, and lit his third cigarette of the night, feeling utterly depressed.
As for Yomi Laichuan, who had been nagged by Kenji Hagiwara all night, after receiving Kenji Hagiwara's promise, she lay out on the soft little bed in a starfish shape and slept like a log.
"Little Morofushi will definitely contact me on his own initiative. Now we just need to wait. Soft Bread, relax for the next few days. I'll take care of everything."
A few hours earlier, Kenji Hagiwara had made this promise to Yomi Yorikawa when he took her home.
Yomi Laichuan was so happy that she squinted her eyes into crescent moons and praised Kenji Hagiwara to the skies before turning around and going to sleep.
The following days were filled with a monotonous and tedious waiting period, and Raikawa Yomi did nothing but eat and sleep. Unfortunately, the SWAT team was also experiencing a small peak in workload these days, and Hagiwara Kenji, aside from sneaking in a few phone calls, had almost no time to spend with Raikawa Yomi.
But Yomi Yorikawa didn't see Morofushi Kagemitsu or Hagiwara Kenji; instead, she was followed by Furuya Rei.
After the listening devices and locators failed, Rei Furuya decided to follow directly. Dressed casually, wearing photochromic sunglasses and a baseball cap pulled low, he followed Yomi Yorikawa at a distance.
Rei Furuya is very confident in his tracking skills. This time, with him personally taking charge, surely there won't be any problems.
...and it really did cause a problem.
This was the most grueling surveillance mission Rei Furuya had ever carried out since entering the police academy. During the seven-hour surveillance period, Yomi Laichuan did only one thing: eat.
If it's just a small street-side shop, Rei Furuya can handle it relatively easily—he can simply stand at a distance and doesn't need to go over. But if it's a restaurant that requires dine-in, in order to prevent Yomi Lai from using the guise of dining to meet someone, Rei Furuya will inevitably have to follow her in.
But once he followed Lai Chuanhuang into the restaurant, it was impossible for him not to order anything—would anyone enter a restaurant just to sit down? That was too suspicious.
So Rei Furuya ate sushi for an hour, grilled meat for an hour, ramen for half an hour... and then countless other main dishes were omitted.
As the tracking mission progressed into its later stages, Rei Furuya clutched his stomach, feeling so full that he was delirious and could vomit even from just a small sip of water.
Furuya Rei had considered locators and listening devices, but since he and Yomi Rikawa knew each other, getting too close would likely make Yomi Rikawa recognize him.
The fact that Yomi Laichuan dared to tie the phone that Rei Furuya had returned to her to the dog means she must have discovered the tracking device inside and suspected him. Although Rei Furuya could pretend to be oblivious, go up to Yomi Laichuan directly, and then take the opportunity to put down the bugging device, Yomi Laichuan must already be on guard against him.
At this point, Furuya Rei had only heard of Vermouth's reputation as the "Thousand-Faced Witch" and had no opportunity to come into contact with her, so it was impossible for him to have the ability to disguise himself.
but……
Why can Raikawa Yomi eat so much?!
Where did all the food she ate go?!
Help! He's so full! His stomach hurts so much, he's about to throw up!
Furuya Rei clutched his stomach in pain, his expression shifting from the cautiousness and eagle-like sharpness of the early stages of the stalking to a look of utter agony and dazed eyes, as if he had food poisoning.
Feeling as if his body weighed a ton, Furuya Rei struggled to move about ten meters while holding onto the wall. With each small step, his stomach churned violently, making him feel uncomfortably bloated.
His face paled as he stared at Lai Chuan Huang Quan, who was still walking briskly in the crowd in the distance, his head full of question marks.
Is this woman even human?!
Who in their right mind could eat that much and still be jumping around like that?!
Rei Furuya thought he had been very restrained with his eating, only taking a tiny bite at each restaurant. Even so, he was so full he could be hospitalized, but this woman would gorge herself at every restaurant she went to, stacking her plates high.
"Hmm!"
A wave of nausea washed over him, and Furuya Rei quickly covered his mouth to suppress the urge to vomit. Leaning against the wall like a boneless shrimp, he fell into self-doubt for the first time in his life—how had Yomi Yorikawa managed to eat so much in those long seven hours, almost bigger than her?
Rei Furuya had considered countless possibilities for the tracking to fail and devised corresponding countermeasures for each one. But of all his calculations, he hadn't anticipated that he would fail the mission because he couldn't eat.
I'm so tired, I don't want to follow him anymore. If he keeps eating like this, he might die from overeating before he can even carry out his undercover mission.
Rei Furuya absolutely did not want to become the first person in the Japanese National Police Agency to die from overeating; it was far too shameful, a humiliation that would be etched into the annals of infamy and ridiculed for a lifetime. Even if one day in the future the Japanese islands are submerged by rising sea levels, the joke of Rei Furuya, the top student from the police academy, tragically dying from overeating will likely not be forgotten.
For the first and only time in his life, Rei Furuya chose personal reputation over his job and justice.
I'm sorry, my country. Although Yomi Laichuan is very suspicious, it would be too shameful for him to die from overeating. He really can't afford to lose face like that.
After thinking it through, Furuya Rei decisively decided to give up the pursuit—even though he had arranged for people to stake out Beika Street for several days before finally catching up with Yorikawa Yomi.
With a pained expression, Furuya Rei leaned against the wall and slowly walked back like an unsteady old man. After walking about ten meters, he finally couldn't hold it in any longer and vomited violently into a roadside trash can.
After vomiting on and off for half an hour, Furuya Rei wiped the stomach acid from his mouth with the back of his hand. He was covered in cold sweat as if he had collapsed, and even his cheeks were sunken.
Rei Furuya was so weak that he even began to hallucinate—was that his soul that had just floated out of his mouth?
Following Yomi Yorikawa from Beika to Beika Ward, Rei Furuya suffered terribly, but ended up getting no information whatsoever; he just watched Yomi Yorikawa eat.
Oh no, Furuya Rei did get some information—Yomi Yorikawa really can eat a lot. If she were to participate in a competitive eating contest, the organizers would definitely be crying and begging her to stop eating.
But this information is of no use except for triggering painful memories for Furuya Rei.
After spending a whole day lying in a hospital bed at Beika Hospital and receiving the gastroenterologist's wonderful praise, "Are you a donkey? How can you eat so much?", Furuya Rei decisively handed over the tracking task to Kazami Yuya.
As they parted, Rei Furuya patted Yuya Kazami on the shoulder, his face heavy: "I've already booked an appointment for you with a gastroenterologist at Beika Hospital. If you can't hold on any longer, come back."
Kazami Yuya: ...?
Mr. Furuya, what exactly are you saying? I can understand each word individually, but I can't understand a sentence as a whole.
Kazami Yuya hesitated for a moment, then said uncertainly, "Mr. Furuya, why are you looking at me with such a tragic expression? I was just following a suspicious, ordinary woman... right?"
Rei Furuya's expression was grave, his face paler than a wall. He nodded first, then slowly shook his head: "...Maybe it's not quite ordinary either?"
Kazami Yuya: ...?
Rei Furuya thought he would see Yuya Kazami at the hospital, but that night, it was his colleagues from the Public Security Department who came to the Metropolitan Police Department's First Investigation Division to pick him up.
A colleague from the Ministry of Public Security who was in charge of bringing the person back said: "The police from the First Investigation Division said that Kazami was first beaten up by a young girl because of sexual harassment, and then he was taken to the police station by the ace of the SMTS."
Rei Furuya, waiting at the Ministry of Public Security for Yuya Kazami to report on the situation: ...?
The colleague who brought him over added insult to injury: "Oh, by the way, Kazami went to the hospital before I brought him here, but he didn't go to the gastroenterology department, he went to the reproductive department."
Jiangu Ling:? ? ?
Things were getting increasingly out of control. Rei Furuya stared wide-eyed at Yuya Kazami with a look of utter disbelief.
As for Kazami Yuya, he huddled in the interrogation chair like a quail, touching his nose and averting his gaze. His face was bandaged, and there was a large bruise under his eye, clearly indicating that he had just been beaten up.
Rei Furuya closed his eyes and rubbed his temples, feeling a throbbing pain in his temples.
He said helplessly, "Tell me, what exactly happened?"
Kazami Yu was truly wronged.
After receiving the mission assigned by Furuya Rei, he waited in Beika Town early in the morning. He thought it would take several days, but just as it was lunchtime, his mission target arrived.
Kazami Yuya held his phone and repeatedly compared the woman's appearance across the street with the photo sent by Furuya Rei. After confirming that the woman was indeed Yomi Raikawa, whom Furuya Rei was looking for, he quietly followed her.
Then I also experienced the same agonizing ordeal that Rei Furuya had gone through.
After eating his way through Yomi Yorikawa's journey, Kazami Yuya finally realized, belatedly, what Furuya Rei had said to him when they parted ways.
"Come back if you can't hold on any longer."
Mr. Furuya, you didn't tell me it was this "couldn't hold on"!!
He covered his mouth and let out a loud burp, Kazami Yuya seriously suspected that the food had piled up in his esophagus.
After much deliberation, Kazami Yuya decided to use a bugging device—unlike Furuya Rei, Yomi Yorikawa had never met him and wouldn't suspect him.
Kazami Yu did not use a bugging device at the beginning of the surveillance, because he took into account that Mr. Furuya had warned him before he left: "Yomi Yomi from Yorikawa seems to be very sensitive to bugging devices and the like. I suggest that you take surveillance measures first and be careful."
Although Kazami Yuya had a lot of experience in stalking, he was not very experienced in planting listening devices on living people—after all, he had only recently graduated from the police academy.
But if he doesn't use the bugging device soon, he really won't be able to hold on any longer!
He stood with his hands in his pockets, outside the crowd, separated from Lai Chuan Huang Quan by seven or eight passersby.
With weary eyes scanning the surrounding road conditions, Kazami Yuya was racking his brains over how to put the listening device into Raikawa Yomi's bag. As a result, Raikawa Yomi stopped at the intersection and chose to turn into the busiest shopping district.
As you eat your way from Mihana Street to Beika Street, you'll pass through a bustling commercial street. Taking advantage of the surging crowds, Kazami Yuya can secretly slip a listening device into Yorikawa Yomi's bag.
Crowded crowds are the best cover, but also the most unpredictable disruption.
Kazami Yuya concealed the small bugging device in his palm. He stood to the left and behind Raikawa Yomi, intending to slip it into the handbag she was carrying on her left side when she turned her head to look to the right.
Kazami Yu didn't know when Yomi Yorikawa would turn around; the opportunity was fleeting and could vanish in an instant. He held his breath, his nerves on edge, afraid of missing any chance.
There's only one stretch of road with heavy pedestrian traffic, and if he misses it, he might never find a suitable opportunity again—at least that's true for him, who has only graduated from police academy a little over a year ago and isn't particularly talented.
Kazami Yuya followed closely behind Yomi Yorikawa, half a step behind. Each step she took seemed like a ticking countdown, reminding him that the possibility of completing the mission was getting smaller and smaller.
The already short intersection seemed to shrink infinitely in Kazami Yuya's eyes, as if it could be crossed in just two steps.
His heart was pounding like a cat on a hot tin roof, and cold sweat trickled down his forehead. Kazami Yuya was almost ready to give up when Raikawa Yomi suddenly turned her head and looked to her right.
Now!
Kazami Yuya held his breath, not daring to blink. He only had time to place the finger containing the bug on Raikawa Yomi's bag when the green light at the intersection suddenly turned on, and the crowd of people waiting to cross the street behind him bumped into his elbow as they pushed forward.
The hand was pushed away by an external force, and the black bugging device fell from between the fingers. After rolling a few times on the ground, it was crushed to pieces by a pair of black leather shoes in the crowd.
Kazami Yuya: ...
Pushed forward by the surging crowd behind him, Kazami Yuya couldn't even turn around to look at the bugging device that had been trampled into pieces.
The plan to install the bugging device had completely failed, but Kazami Yu didn't expect that an even more devastating failure awaited him at the crossroads.
...
Lai Chuan Huang Quan was holding a cup of fruit drink, eating and strolling along the way, jumping and skipping, so happy that little flowers could bloom on his head.
What made her even happier was that the administrator suddenly connected to her via voice message and said that he would provide her with an upgrade service for her skills.
—"The Central Committee has just approved my application. Now I will upgrade your skill 'Don't Move Anymore.' The skill's effective time will be increased from 3 seconds to 5 seconds."
Lai Chuan Huang Quan took a sip of juice, just about to use all the words in her life to praise the administrator, when a man behind her suddenly touched her waist.
The hand brushed against his skin through the knitted sweater, sending shivers down Lai Chuan Huang Quan's spine.
She turned her head and immediately saw a bespectacled man with strange eyebrows behind her. He was staring down at his palm, his brow furrowed, his face full of regret and pain.
Lai Chuan Huang Quan frowned, only glancing at her briefly before averting his gaze.
This man, could he be a pervert?
Lai Chuan Huang Quan was afraid he had misunderstood, so he deliberately circled around the Beihu food street.
No matter which way she went, even if the bespectacled man with the strange eyebrows disappeared temporarily, he would eventually reappear near her, mingling in the crowd and occasionally stealing glances at her.
Lai Chuan Huang Quan took the takoyaki from the clerk, blew on it to cool it down, and popped it into her mouth whole. She stared straight ahead, seemingly unaware that she was being followed, but she had already used her privilege as a manager to figure out the man's movements behind her.
She muttered to herself, almost as if talking to herself, "Administrator, is that man still there?"
— He's still there. To your right and behind, behind the ice cream sign.
"Seriously, if the central system has such amazing functions, why doesn't it just open them up to us for us to use?"
—"Central system resources are limited, and priority must be given to the top two levels of employees."
"Speaking of which, I've always been curious, what level are you, admin?"
— "A+"
"A+, wow, that's impressive. By the way, admin, are you from another world who made a wish to the Bureau and became a part-time worker?"
But this time, the administrator did not answer Lai Chuanhuangquan.
There was a long silence on the other end of the voice call; the deathly stillness made the atmosphere between the two of them slightly oppressive.
Just when Lai Chuan Huang Quan thought the administrator had completely severed the connection with her, the administrator finally spoke in a hoarse voice: "...Yes."
Perhaps it was mentioning a past event buried deep in the administrator's heart, his steady voice betrayed his weariness: "Huang Quan, I have many employees under my command, and I can't guarantee the situation here at all times. But if you encounter any trouble, you can call me, and I will do my best to help you."
"……knew."
Lai Chuan Huang Quan touched her nose, too guilty to speak. Thinking about it carefully, she realized she had been causing trouble for the administrator the whole time.
"Hmm? Something's happened in other worlds, I'll hang up now."
Silence returned to his ears. Lai Chuan Huang Quan glanced at the strange man behind him and hopped into a narrow alley.
Lai Chuan Huang Quan held a takoyaki in one hand and her phone in the other, tapping away incessantly—she was texting Hagiwara Kenji.
Lai Chuan Huang Quan didn't care whether the bespectacled man followed her or not. In this quiet, deserted alley, even without the help of the administrator, she had plenty of ways to make sure.
Chewing and swallowing the last pill, Lai Chuan Huang Quan stopped, took a deep breath, and focused his energy: "None of you are allowed to move!"
After shouting that, she took off running in the direction she came from. As long as the bespectacled man was still following her, he would definitely be immobilized by her skill.
Five seconds was enough time for her to run back the way she came to the bespectacled man and finish him off before he returned to normal time flow.
After rounding a bend, Lai Chuan Huang Quan indeed caught up with the bespectacled man who had been following her behind the corner.
Kazami Yuya stared intently at the woman who had returned, his trembling pupils filled with terror. He couldn't understand why he had suddenly lost control of his body, as if trapped in a nightmare. No matter how hard he tried, his brain frantically sent commands to his body, but his taut muscles could only move at a snail's pace of a few centimeters per second.
Kazami Yuya watched helplessly as Yomi Raikawa took the phone from his hand and started looking through it, without any room for resistance. Even his terrified mouth opening to say "no" was slow motion.
His phone's photo album was filled with countless photos he had secretly taken of Yomi Laichuan along the way. He had followed her from Beika Street all the way to Beika Ward, taking dozens of photos in a row.
Lai Chuan Huang Quan: "..."
She widened her eyes into crescent moons, slowly raised her head, and shifted her gaze from her phone to the man in front of her.
Kazami Yuya used all his strength, his jaw trembling, before finally uttering the "no" he had been trying to say.
As the skill effect ended, the taut muscles in the body suddenly lost their external force, like a flattened spring, and the sense of balance collapsed the moment the flow of time returned to normal.
Kazami Yuya swayed and was about to fall to the ground when Raikawa Yomi kicked him hard in one of his organs with her little black boots.
Kazami Yuya: !!!
Kazami Yuya squeezed his legs together and slowly collapsed to the ground. His forehead was covered in black lines of death, and he was in so much pain that he couldn't even gasp for breath.
"Tsk," Lai Chuan Huang Quan's lips drooped, his nose wrinkled, and his disgust was on full display: "Touching my back, following me, and even taking pictures of me, you pervert."
"No, no..."
Kazami Yuya's lips trembled as he tried to explain, but his voice was stuck in his throat and couldn't escape. He spoke weakly, as if he were about to embark on a journey to the Sanzu River at any moment.
Moreover, there really isn't much to explain about Kazami.
—As a newcomer to the Ministry of Public Security, I was entrusted by the Police Department to follow and track you.
If he dared to say such a thing, Mr. Furuya would definitely twist his head off. So how exactly did Mr. Furuya manage to get promoted so many times at such a young age? Is this the true strength of a professional?
Twenty minutes later, Kazami Yu, who had been beaten up, was taken to the Metropolitan Police Department by Hagiwara Kenji, who had driven there, and then sent to the hospital's reproductive ward by officers from the Metropolitan Police Department's First Investigation Division.
After changing hands several times, it eventually resulted in a hellish scene where he was huddled in his seat at the Ministry of Public Security, his face pale and his heart filled with despair, unable to meet Furuya Rei's gaze.
His pitiful appearance, as if he had been abandoned by the world, even made the workaholic Rei Furuya unable to bear to scold him.
Rei Furuya rubbed his temples, his head spinning: "You mean, if she yelled 'Don't move,' you really couldn't move?"
“Yes,” Kazami Yuya’s voice was hoarse, clearly still recovering from the excruciating pain of almost having that thing kicked to pieces: “No matter how hard I try, I can only move it a little bit, which is practically the same as not being able to move at all.”
Upon hearing this, Furuya Rei stroked his chin and fell into deep thought.
Kazami Yuya's face was full of pain and exhaustion. His lips were pale and his eyes were lifeless, but he spoke with unwavering determination: "Don't worry, Mr. Furuya, I will definitely complete the mission tomorrow."
Jianggu Ling: "..."
You can barely stand up, and your voice is trembling. What are you trying to prove?
With a helpless sigh, Furuya Rei patted Kazami Yuuya on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Forget it, I'll do it myself. I'll ask the Ministry of Public Security to approve your leave for the next few days so you can rest at home."
After Rei Furuya left, the Ministry of Public Security's number one patient finally trembled, covered his face with his hands, and completely retreated into seclusion.
[Author's Note]
There will be another update later, not a bonus chapter, but the second half of today's 10,000-word update. I will try my best to write the two bonus chapters I owe in the next few days.
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Since 73 didn't explain it, this article contains some personal interpretations:
1. All members of the police academy group are in the professional group. (I will explain the meaning of "professional group" in the comments section later; those who don't know can look it up.)
2. The Japanese police force is different from that in China. There's an age limit there; anyone from a certain age can take the exam, and if they pass, they can go to police academy. So, in this fanfiction, Kazami Yuuya is still a rookie at this point (after all, he's only one year older than Furuya, and he sometimes appears a bit clueless in the anime).
3. After graduating, Furuya and Kagemitsu went to the National Police Agency and the Metropolitan Police Department respectively, so it is a hypothetical scenario that they were not together at first, and it was only after some time that they naturally formed the Whiskey Group.
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