After receiving the reply, Fujiwara Yu had no need to stay in the dessert shop any longer. After sending Hattori Heiji home, he found an excuse and went out alone to the children's park three kilometers away from Hattori's house.
He deliberately changed into a more casual sportswear and sat on the railing nearby to check the letter that Hondou Eikai had replied to.
The organization is currently looking for engineers who can design computer programs. The names of those taken away by Scotch Whisky are: Hara Yoshiaki, Itakura Taku, Tokito Koaki, Nakajima Hideaki, and Ehara Tokio.
[I have interviewed these people privately under the organization's arrangement. They all have some achievements in software design or are engaged in the software development industry.]
Fujiwara Yuu's brow furrowed after reading the reply. He hadn't expected the organization to extend its reach into software development. Was it planning to monopolize the software market and thus control the economy? Or was there some other agenda?
If you want to find the truth, you have to figure out which of these five people best fits what the organization is looking for.
Without hesitation, he took out his phone from his trouser pocket and dialed Izumitani Toru's number. He waited until the other party spoke first before speaking:
"Hello, it's me."
"I didn't expect you to get the news so quickly. I just received the news from Scotch Whisky when you called." Izumi Ya Tetsu wasn't the most serious type. He sat down on his desk and asked with a smile, "Did you install a camera in my office?"
"Mr. Izumitani, let's get straight to the point. Talking on the phone for too long won't do us any good."
"You're such a boring kid! I thought sending you to Osaka would make you more humorous." Izumitani Toru said this, then put away his smile. He stood up and walked to the window, looking down at the streets of Tokyo. He said in a deep voice, "Itakura Taku, this is the target person Scotland is responsible for. He will leave for Osaka soon."
"The target person is in Osaka?"
"Well, the target lives in a villa in Minoh City, Osaka. The codename member traveling with Scotland is Tequila, who is active in Kansai. Judging from Scotland's description, Tequila should be a veteran member of the organization."
A veteran member of the organization? Then he must have been in the organization for more than ten years.
Fujiwara Yuu's gaze fell on the children playing hide-and-seek in the distance. He lit the reply letter with a lighter and said tentatively:
"Mr. Izumitani, you should be planning to arrange for someone to contact Scotland in Osaka, right? I have a very suitable candidate here, what do you think?"
"Are you planning to recommend yourself?" Izumi Ya Che narrowed his eyes. As an old fox, it was impossible for him not to notice the hidden meaning in the other party's words, so he directly pointed out what the other party wanted to express, wanting to see how he would answer him.
Fujiwara Yuu didn't rush to answer. He jumped off the railing, splashing a little dust. He bent down and brushed off the dust on his trouser legs, saying in a meaningful tone:
"Didn't Scotland and Bourbon tell you who I am? This is not good. They should be punished."
After a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, a hearty laugh was heard. Izumitani Toru seemed very satisfied with the answer. He walked back to his desk with a smile, and his eyes fell on the file bag that had been opened long ago. The words "Fujiwara Yuu Police Academy File" were written on the bag.
In the era when the Internet was not yet popular, paper files were the best way to record.
Izumitani Toru had long known that Claire was a pseudonym, and he wouldn't easily cooperate without thoroughly investigating his background. Knowing his real name was Fujiwara Yuu, the "weird guy" who resigned on the day of his graduation from the police academy, was why he paid close attention to him.
Besides, this child has always been the focus of attention, right?
Perhaps it was the adults' bad taste, after hearing this, Izumi Ya Tetsu gave an indirect answer and asked a question in return:
"So... do you blame them?"
After hearing this question, Fujiwara Yu brushed his bangs back. He put one hand in his pocket and watched the children playing. He inexplicably thought of himself during his police academy days, when he seemed carefree and happy as well.
He nodded slightly and leaned on the railing, fumbled for the cigarette case and put the cigarette in his mouth, his tone indifferent:
"Why should I blame them? They just did their reporting job. I would do the same if I were in their place."
"As expected..." Izumitani Toru raised an eyebrow and noticed the time on his watch. He changed the subject: "Oh, it seems we've been talking for a while. Let's get straight to the point. I'll trouble you, Mr. Fujiwara, to do my part-time liaison work. I'll send you the meeting place later. Remember to be careful."
"Thank you Mr. Izumitani for your trust. It's a pleasure to work with you."
Fujiwara Yuu couldn't help curling his lips after hanging up the phone, and couldn't help cursing "old fox" in his heart. After seeing the reply from Hondou Eikai, he guessed that Morofushi Kagemitsu had already reported the matter to Izumitani Toru.
So this old fox has been waiting for me to call him, just to get some free labor in Osaka. He is really "cunning".
bite.
The notification sound of the email arrival is very crisp.
[Izumiya Toru: Itakura Taku's address is 2-7-28, Minoh-cho, Minoh City. The meeting place hasn't been determined yet, but I'll email you when the time is right. Also, give me a suitable delivery address, and I'll have someone bring the necessary items to you.]
Fujiwara Yuu raised an eyebrow. He hadn't thought that a connection would require anything. It wasn't like that movie scene where they stood on the platform with roses in their hands. It seemed strange just thinking about it.
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