Chapter 199 Blooming Tomorrow

It was a dark and windy day.

After finally finishing the thick stack of documents in his hand, Toru Amuro stretched his aching neck, and a series of clicks suddenly rang out in the silent office.

The man put down the pen in his hand and looked out the window. The lights in the lounge and corridor that were still on were turned off by other police officers who left while he was thinking. Only his conference room was still lit.

It's time to go back.

Toru Amuro yawned slightly and calculated in his mind.

Take two of the remaining lunch boxes back, heat one and eat it before going to sleep, and one for tomorrow's breakfast. If the plan is reasonable, I can sleep for three hours. I will finish the remaining work in advance tomorrow morning and prepare the cafe... But I will probably have to take a day off in the afternoon.

Since he became a "model worker who works three jobs at the same time" in the eyes of his friends, his sleep time has dropped rapidly, but his sleep quality is much better than before.

Probably because after being discovered, when he was working as a waiter in the cafe, he could often see those police officers who were obviously far away from here rushing all the way to the cafe, and teasing him, who was now a waiter, in the name of eating. They have been doing this for several months and still enjoy it. Although it is noisy and annoying, his heart is at peace.

When it is completely over...it will be time for him to resume the name "Furutani Rei", and anything related to the organization will no longer be a secret. He can freely talk to his friends about what he has experienced in the past few years.

During the seven years he was undercover in the organization, there were too many things he couldn't say, too many things he didn't have time to say. When everything was over, he would probably be able to get together with his friends

after a long absence. Amuro Toru stood up and pressed his swollen temples. Because of his identity and work, he had been accustomed to being alone for many years. He didn't think about why his friends who had been in a meeting with him suddenly disappeared without a trace. He only wanted to go back and heat up his lunch box and have a long-delayed lunch.

The man put the pen in his hand on the table, moved his sore wrist and walked out the door. When he stepped out of the meeting room on tiptoe, his eyes suddenly dimmed. While his left hand made a fist and hit the right side of the door, he quickly touched the pistol he had been carrying at his waist with his right hand.

The man behind the door immediately raised his head backwards to avoid the incoming fist. Because of this posture, Toru Amuro used the light in the conference room to see the faces of the two guys lurking behind the door. His originally fierce and murderous expressions instantly retreated and turned into unstoppable speechlessness.

"What are you two doing?" he said speechlessly, putting his pistol back on his waist, "Why don't you go back to bed so late, but lie in ambush here to attack your colleagues?"

Who knew that the two men in front of him didn't respond, and they were ready to "attack colleagues". The two men looked at each other, and Morofushi Kagemitsu on the left picked up a black duckbill cap with a smile, and Matsuda Jinpei on the right took out a black mask and a wide jacket from somewhere. The two of them swiftly wrapped the public security police officer who had just finished work tightly with the duckbill cap, mask and jacket, and after making sure that no one could recognize him, they carried him back to the car neatly.

"......Let me tell you." The blond man who was thrown into the trunk finally couldn't help but speak, "I can walk by myself. I'm not like that guy Shugo who needs someone to help me everywhere."

"Stop talking so much. I'm just afraid that you two working models will faint on the road." Matsuda Jinpei finally spoke the first sentence of the day. Then he stepped on the accelerator, and the car parked on the side of the road rushed out immediately.

After Morofushi Jingguang explained the previous incident to his childhood sweetheart in a few words, he motioned for the other party to move closer to him, "Do you have a headache? Do you want me to press it for you?"

Amuro Toru was not polite and went over directly. Before he could close his eyes and enjoy the rare care of his childhood sweetheart while riding in the car, he heard the phone of the person driving in front of him vibrate a few times. Matsuda Jinpei glanced at the phone number and turned on the speaker.

"......Why haven't you come back yet? I'm starving to death--" Kasugawa Shugo's drawn-out voice came from the other side, a little distorted, "That public security officer who only sleeps three hours a day wouldn't still be working, right? Otherwise, just put him in a sack and carry him back. If he keeps staying up late like this, he'll lose his hair early, and he'll be in his thirties and still be in a mess. Jingguang, you have to take care of him, you can't let him do whatever he wants just because he has a baby face, and..."

"Ahem." Amuro Toru raised one eyebrow, and after listening to the other party's chattering about him, he found the right time to speak slowly, "Well, what else?"

"And..."

The man on the other side repeated himself subconsciously before reacting. Immediately, there was a sound of something being knocked over, and then the phone was immediately disconnected, leaving only a busy tone.

"Tsk." The blond-haired public security officer smiled and shook his head, "Let's go back and deal with him...

Have you two been waiting outside until now?" Morobuchi Jingguang responded softly and pressed his swollen and aching head. When he was still Scotland, the two of them often leaned against each other quietly when they could not digest negative emotions. This happened again after they faked their death. "Didn't I see you were working? You didn't wait long."

"Why don't you just come in and call me? Why did you lie in ambush at the door for so long? How childish." Amuro Toru paused, knowing that it was his colleague's good intentions and not wanting to disturb his last job. While feeling warm in his heart, he still complained stubbornly, "That little work won't be a big deal if it's put off until tomorrow."

Morobuchi Jingguang looked at him with a smile and didn't expose his words.

There were few cars on the street in the early morning. Matsuda Jinpei accelerated all the way and turned the road into a racetrack. In less than 20 minutes, he drove to the bottom of an apartment building. After parking the car, they went upstairs. As soon as they opened the door, they were greeted by mixed aromas

. Amuro Toru had just closed the door and had no time to take off his mask when he saw a black figure rushing into the house. He was about to open his mouth to ask something when the man stuffed something into his mouth with chopsticks.

"Is it delicious?" Kasugawa Shugo winked at him, holding an empty bowl in which a piece of beef had been placed a second ago. "You've waited a long time for the pot to boil, but I gave you the first piece that I cooked."

As he spoke, the uncontrollable laughter of Date Kou and Hagiwara Kenji could be heard from inside the house. The latter shouted something over here, "Shugo, you're too scared. You should be brave and say those words to him again in person." The police officer from the General Affairs Department at the entrance glared back at him angrily.

"Alright, alright." The blond public security officer could tell at a glance that the other party was being rude because of what happened just now. He took off his coat, which looked like a sack and was provided by someone unknown, and hung it on the hanger. "Let's go eat."

Hearing this, which was equivalent to "I won't bother with you anymore," Kasugawa Shugo immediately shouted a little joyfully, ran back to the warm room, and sat on the carpet. "Come on, come on--"

Matsuda Jinpei changed his shoes and followed the two people in front of him into the room. As soon as he looked at the table, he was shocked by the variety of things on it. He looked around and saw several flavors of fried chicken, as well as edamame and other snacks, plus the sukiyaki from before, filling up the table.

"Did you move the entire convenience store here?"

Morofushi Kagemitsu sat down next to a few people, and then he saw that there was actually a box of beer next to him. He couldn't help but feel helpless, "It's two o'clock in the morning now. If we drink, we probably won't be able to get up before noon tomorrow."

"I'm on vacation!" Kasugawa Shugo answered quickly, and when everyone was gathered, he simply stuffed a piece of fried chicken that had just been heated up in the microwave into his mouth.

"Kojinpei and I will take turns to rest tomorrow." Hagiwara Kenji blinked at the one who looked most like a mother among all the people, "The squad leader should also take a rest tomorrow, right?" Date

Kou nodded, and took out a glass from somewhere on the table, "Well, Takagi and I have switched and will take turns to rest tomorrow."

"I don't have anything to do recently." Morofushi Kagemitsu could only compromise.

After he finished speaking, everyone's eyes fell on the kidnapped public security model worker, who was drinking water from the glass on the table.

Feeling the gazes on him, Amuro Toru raised his head and said hesitantly, "...I'm on the early shift at the cafe tomorrow." He

didn't get a response, but the gazes on him were obviously a little hotter. He held his forehead helplessly and said with a headache, "I know...I'll send a text message to Tsukiyama to ask for leave."

With his words, the gazes that had originally been on him quickly disappeared. Only Kasugawa Shugo heard the words, chewing on edamame and looking up with a sharp look, "You still have to work part-time at this stage, are you really busy enough? Otherwise, just quit your job, at least you can sleep a few more hours."

"It can also save Tsukiyama some salary expenses." Hagiwara Kenji shook his head and added, "Maybe they can quickly recruit a clerk who won't take half the days off a month and blackmail the boss."

The chestnut-haired man's eyes became a little sharper.

"Stop, stop." Amuro Toru took the wine glass handed to him by Date Ko with a bitter face, "By my way. The squad leader's wedding is next week, right?"

"Yeah, next week." Speaking of this, when Date Ko laughed, pink bubbles seemed to be emitted from around him. He raised the wine glass and said to the man, "We'll have to borrow someone from Tsukiyama's cafe then."

"I'll definitely go." The public security officers, who were the only two who could not attend as guests, raised their wine glasses and promised. While the two were talking, Kasugawa Shugo in the middle finally stopped stuffing everything on the table into his mouth. He seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes widened, "Wait a minute, what should I do then!"

With the current condition of his legs, he could not pretend to be a waiter at all!

"Don't worry, I have another idea." The man with a buzz cut rarely held a toothpick in his mouth. He looked at his friend and inexplicably had a subtle sense of déjà vu, like a child coming over to act coquettishly while an adult was talking. He shook his head, threw away this strange idea, and added a few slices of boiled beef. "I'll tell you when the time comes. Let's eat first."

Kasugawa Shugo responded sullenly.

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