After Shigego Yokomizo crawled out of the trunk, he had communicated with the Yamanashi Prefectural Police in advance and asked them to arrange a helicopter to go to Gensokan after the typhoon.
Fortunately, he had foresight, otherwise they would have to roll in the mud several times and leave the range of the signal blocking before they could contact the police.
After recording the confession and interrogating the criminal, it was almost dusk when I walked out of the Yamanashi Prefectural Police Station.
Fujiwara Yu originally planned to take the JR train back to Osaka after buying the souvenirs that Hattori Heiji had entrusted him with. However, Akihara Chisuya shouted that his vacation was completely ruined, and to make up for it, he wanted to stay here for one night before leaving.
After getting Hattori Heizo's approval, he had no choice but to drive the two of them to a hotel with a good reputation. After ordering a table of delicious food, Akihara Chisuga, who did not enjoy the beer, directly ordered several bottles of sake of different brands, looking like he would not leave until he was drunk.
"Jiugo, you can't drink much. How come you fell down so quickly?" Akihara Chisu frowned as she looked at Yokomizo Jiugo, who was sleeping soundly on the tatami after drinking a bottle of sake. She picked up the empty wine glass in her hand and shook it, then looked at Takagi Sosuke with a smile: "Hey, Takagi, come drink with me!"
Fujiwara Yu sighed and had to pick up the wine glass and fill it up. He was quite glad that he had practiced his drinking capacity when he was in CIA, otherwise he would definitely be drunk by Akihara Chisaku.
After they drank a few bottles of sake, Chisu Akihara finally leaned over the table and murmured softly. No one knew what he was saying, but he vaguely heard words like "Yenji"... Was he missing his brother because he drank too much?
"Kenji!!"
Suddenly, Chisugi Akihara jumped up from the table and opened his arms directly towards Sosuke Takashi. After a few silly laughs, his drunken eyes hid dissatisfaction:
"Kenji, come here and let your sister hug you!"
"...Sister Qiansu, wake up, I'm not your brother."
Akihara Chisu squinted her eyes hard, trying to see the person in front of her, but perhaps it was because sleepiness swept over her body again, or she realized that the person in front of her was not Akihara Kenji, her body went limp and she fell asleep directly on the table.
Fujiwara Yuu looked at the devastation on the table with a headache. After hesitating for a long time, he had to pick up Yokomizo Shigeo, who had been sleeping for half an hour, and drag him to the next room. With a look of disgust on his face, he helped him take off his shoes and covered him with bedding, then returned to the living room.
He put his hands on his waist and thought about the differences between men and women, so he had to get the bedding in advance and wrap Akihara Chisu in the middle of the bedding like a pancake, and then used a rope that he found from somewhere to drag him into the empty room.
He squatted down and untied the rope on the quilt, and was about to stand up. Who knew that Akihara Chisu could take off his shoes in his sleep? With a kick of his feet, he successfully threw the slippers in the face of a certain unlucky guy——
Fujiwara Yu gritted his teeth and told himself not to get angry. He took off the slippers that hit his face with a cold face. Out of revenge, he tied the rope again to prevent this guy from moving around while sleeping.
After completing this series of operations, he returned to his room to sleep, hoping that tomorrow would be a good day.
The dark room returned to silence. Akihara Chisu, who was tied up in the quilt, twisted her body. She easily crawled out from under the quilt, picked up her mobile phone leisurely and walked to the windowsill.
She wasn't drunk, she was pretending to be drunk just to confirm Sosuke Takagi's identity.
He was indeed the unlucky handsome boy who was kidnapped by gangsters, and also the friend that his younger brother Kenji had mentioned many times... But on the day of his graduation from the police academy, he resigned and disappeared without saying anything.
How did a former professional police officer who quit his job end up becoming a detective at the Osaka Police Headquarters?
Not only that, not only did his hair color change, but he also changed his name. Why?
Akihara Chisu took out her flip phone and played with it. She was not stupid enough to believe that someone would be born with purple hair. Since such a hair color could pass the review of the top management, there must be a reason - did the top police officers have some kind of deal with him?
Or is he carrying out some dangerous mission?
Forget it, I don’t understand it, so I might as well tell this good news to my second-year graduate student.
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2-11-7, Beika-cho, Chiyoda-ku, Tokyo.
This place is very close to the Metropolitan Police Department, so many of the people who rent this apartment building are police officers working at the Metropolitan Police Department. This has also caused the ordinary apartment building to suddenly become a "high-end apartment" with an extremely high safety factor.
Kenji Akihara and Jinpei Matsuda lived here. Since the rent was quite high, they naturally chose to share the space to split the bill. After all, while the police profession offered plenty of opportunities for unemployment, the salary wasn't proportional to the effort put in.
The two who are not good at cooking often spend their salary on half-price bento boxes at convenience stores. Instead of saving the remaining money, they work hard to repay the loan of their Trueno GT-APEX AE86.
Of course, some of the money was spent on buying strange and bizarre things with Matsuda Jinpei. Even after dismantling them and putting them back together, he couldn't sell them at a suitable second-hand price. In the words of Akihara Kenji - Jinpei is really a "spendthrift".
Kenji Akihara, having just returned home from work, bent down to take off his leather shoes. As he slipped into his slippers, he placed Matsuda Jinpei's pair in the shoe cabinet. He walked into the living room carrying a plastic bag containing his dinner and saw Matsuda Jinpei lying on the sofa, playing video games with a soda popsicle in his mouth.
He doesn't look like a police officer at all. This is the 1107th time Kenji Akihara complains from the bottom of his heart.
"You're still eating popsicles in this weather? Have you forgotten the oath you made last week when you had gastroenteritis?"
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