Chapter 59: The Explosives Disposal Officer's Sideline Development at the Winery
"So boring..." The player let out a long sigh.
"Move aside! You're blocking the road." Matsuda Jinpei, cradling his suitcase, shouldered Fushimi Kyoki aside and walked into a roadside stall. He simply glanced at the players, "Who volunteered to join us? And now you can't hold on?"
Seeing the man standing outside the stall, completely exposed to the sun, he wiped his hands, grabbed the collar and pulled the man into the shade, suppressing his temper: "Don't you know to stand in the shadow?"
Although summer has passed, it is still easy to get sunburned if you stand in the sun at noon.
I really don’t know what he was thinking…
"You clearly care about others, but when you say it, it always sounds like you're going to fight someone, Jinpei-kun." Hagiwara Kenji stood up and moved the materials to the table, feeling a little distressed. "I can't express my kindness correctly, and sometimes I get worried."
For the interpersonal relationships that are influenced by childhood.
"Because it's really boring..." Watching them carry things back and forth, I feel like my eyesight will improve if I keep watching them, the player argued. "When passersby see customers lining up in front of the stall, they'll think the food is delicious. I'm actually attracting customers to you!"
"Tsk." This is Matsuda.
"I see. Thank you for your hard work." Hagiwara Kenji first confirmed, then smiled and said, "However, the ingredients are not yet laid out. There's no need to work so hard. Sit down and rest for a while."
After settling the people, he continued to arrange the bamboo sticks that would be used later, trying not to give the player any free time. He comforted her: "The prepared materials have been moved. The next step should not be so monotonous. Hmm... The chocolate has melted into liquid."
Fushimi Kyoji also took a look at the heated chocolate from a distance and asked curiously, "Are you so poor that you're planning to start a side business?"
If we were to recruit people now, would they agree to join the organization?
"Huh? That's not true." Matsuda Jinpei retorted with half-closed eyes. Police salaries are still very considerable. "I was just fined to do surveillance."
As for the stalls… they were props used to conceal the target and not arouse their attention.
Fushimi Kyoji repeated: "Punishment?"
Hagiwara Kenji looked a little embarrassed and took over the topic: "...The commander found out that I wasn't wearing protective clothing before, so..."
Being stared at by two pairs of eyes that contained implicit condemnation, even Hagiwara Kenji couldn't say anything to defend himself at this moment.
"What about Officer Matsuda?" The player turned his attention to Jinpei Matsuda, who was setting up a stall with Kenji Hagiwara.
"Haaa." Matsuda Jinpei was nonchalant, in stark contrast to the guilty Hagiwara. He didn't think he had done anything wrong and said calmly, "Nothing. I just defused the bomb and punched the criminal who was grinning so unpleasantly in front of me."
"Many people saw it at the time," added Hagiwara Kenji.
Even if no one at the scene thought that Jinpei Matsuda was wrong, a symbolic punishment should be imposed to offset the impact.
If they really wanted to punish Jinpei Matsuda, they would not simply let him monitor the suspect, but would directly send him to clean all the toilets in the Metropolitan Police Department.
"Two people are waiting nearby, making them an obvious target, so..." Hagiwara Kenji picked up a bamboo skewer with a banana coated in sticky chocolate and handed it to Fushimi Kyoji, "How about a chocolate banana?"
"You can choose to dip it in sugar or crushed peanuts...ah, but you have to do it before the chocolate solidifies again."
Fushimi Kyoji stared at the small condiments area and chewed.
"I see……"
Kenji Hagiwara and Jinpei Matsuda both looked at the player.
"He tried to suffocate the inmate who had a nut allergy with crushed peanuts! What a brilliant murder method! He's worthy of being a commended police officer!"
"That's not true!" Matsuda Jinpei retorted immediately, even more ruthlessly exposing his point. "There's no need to act sharp if you can't find a topic to talk about."
Although he knew clearly that the person standing in front of him had no intention of mocking them, Matsuda Jinpei was still speechless after hearing the irrelevant talk and the inexplicable admiration on his face.
"Why can't we make chocolate bananas like takoyaki, so that we can eat them by poking them with bamboo sticks?" The players came up with the idea that if you try to catch them with your hands, the solidified chocolate will fall apart when subjected to force.
"Maybe it's feasible." Kenji Hagiwara agreed, adhering to the idea of not discouraging players.
"Tsk, if it tastes good, you would have seen someone selling it a long time ago." Matsuda Jinpei poured cold water on him in disapproval, with an impatient look on his face, and came over to help.
Cut the whole banana into three parts, dip each part in dark brown chocolate, and place them in a paper box.
“…”
Seeing the finished product, the three of them fell into silence.
What a terrible color!
What a bad shape!
"Officer Hagiwara," the player said softly. Hagiwara Kenji's face also showed a rare solemnity, as if he was suppressing it. "What's wrong?"
"Officer Matsuda..." Fushimi Kyoji called the quiet Matsuda Jinpei again.
"Yeah." Matsuda Jinpei responded coldly without any emotion.
"Don't you think..." the player paused, "it looks a bit like..."
"Don't say that." Matsuda Jinpei immediately stopped the player from saying any more taboo words that shouldn't appear on food, and with a veiled threat, he put his arm around her neck. "If you dare say that, you're dead."
Help, there are evil forces here...
Matsuda Jinpei didn't use much force and quickly let go of the player, but he still kept a stern face and ordered mercilessly, "You were the one who asked for it. So, get rid of it while there are no customers."
I'll just say it straight up! The appearance is so bad that it will affect business if a customer sees it!
Kenji Hagiwara expressed his disbelief more than once at Jinpei Matsuda's lack of tact.
I feel like a devil right now, Xiao Zhenping.
"Eh... the chocolate banana just now was too sweet. I was so sick of it that I couldn't eat anything else." Fushimi Kyoji tactically retreated and made an X with his hands to express his refusal.
Jinpei Matsuda also removed the failed products and threw them into a trash can nearby, without insisting that the players eat them.
"Perhaps someone needs candied apples to balance out the sweetness?" Hagiwara Kenji picked up the apple and appeared at the right time. "Who wants to be coated in syrup?"
"Me!" The player raised his hand excitedly.
She was the only one who had a strong interest in it.
"childish."
Jinpei Matsuda commented with disdain.
"Hey! Don't shake the syrup around before it solidifies, it's hot!"
Unfortunately, it only lasted less than a second.
It was at this time that Gin came to the stall.
Fushimi Kyoji lowered his head and carefully studied the apple candy in his hand. Two figures appeared in front of him, and then his entire body was shrouded in shadow.
The player looks up.
Gin was looking down at her.
Next to her was Vodka, whose expression was much gentler. Notice that she looked at me and smiled.
Fushimi Kyoji hesitated for two seconds, then held up the finished product on the stall and asked, "Would you two like to buy some chocolate bananas?"
Gin: “…”
The player held up two fingers and quoted a price: "Add candy apples, two for only 3,000 yen!"
Jinpei Matsuda swallowed the words "200 yen per serving" in his throat.
By the way, he felt powerless when the player turned his back to him and mouthed the word "commission".
Should I remind her or not... From the other person's perspective, he can see what she is doing.
"Is it someone I know?" Hagiwara Kenji wiped his hands and looked over here.
In fact, the aura surrounding the two of them alone was hard to miss.
The moment he looked into those dark green eyes filled with a chilling coldness, Hagiwara Kenji didn't show it on his face, but in fact, his inner alertness was at its highest.
After confirming that they knew each other from their familiar attitudes, he almost instantly determined their identities.
This chaotic aura...
I'm afraid he is a member of the organization where Kofuruya and Komorofushi are undercover.
Fushimi Kyoji narrowed his eyes and introduced them: "They are seniors in the company who have helped me a lot."
"Gin-senpai, Vodka-san." The player turned around and looked at the two of them. "Would you like to buy some to try?"
"Uh..." Vodka hesitated under the player's enthusiastic sales pitch and reached for his wallet hesitantly. "Then let's have two each."
Successfully received a glare from Gin.
"You're a friend of Fushimi-chan's, and our first guest, so you don't need to pay." Undeterred by Gin's aura, Hagiwara Kenji smiled and said, "If you feel burdened, you can give us some suggestions on the taste. We'd be very grateful."
"Senior Gin! Your chocolate banana!" The player approached Gin at the speed of light, holding a bamboo stick.
Looking at the silver-haired girl right in front of her, she bet that Gin would not reveal his identity as an outlaw and put a gun to her forehead in front of the other two.
Getting closer.
Closer!
As his hand got closer and closer to the target, Fushimi Kyoji seemed to feel the soft and cool touch of the hair.
The next second, the player stopped due to external force.
Gin didn't pay any attention to Kenji Hagiwara. He put his index finger against the player's forehead, and she couldn't get any closer.
"Vodka, pay." Without even turning his head, he ordered his partner behind him.
Vodka was shocked: "Oh, oh!"
Jinpei Matsuda watched as the honest-looking man paid and bought the sweets that were completely inconsistent with their image.
And the silver-haired man who gave him a dangerous feeling didn't even look at them the whole time.
Jinpei Matsuda looked at the backs of Gin and the other man and felt a little headache.
"What kind of dangerous people are you in contact with..."
"What?" The player looked back in confusion.
...He is really confused.
What can the guy in front of me do?
Criminal organizations are not places that respect the wishes of others and allow members to leave on their own initiative.
"……nothing."
never mind.
…………
…
“Brother…”
After finding the documents on the target, Vodka skillfully poured gasoline on the dead man, making sure that no corner was left untouched, before backing out of the car.
Get the documents the organization wants, successfully kill the target, and accomplish the mission without having to keep quiet.
He spoke confidently.
"Is Fushimi going to continue?" He was referring to the surveillance of the players.
Gin lowered his eyes. The chocolate banana stuffed into his hand melted in the heat, and the sticky chocolate flowed onto his hand, leaving a shiny mark.
He slowly took off the glove by the edge and threw it at the target's face, which was lifeless.
He walked a distance, turned around, raised his hand and aimed at the car's fuel tank. He was not used to holding the gun with his right hand, so his movements were a momentary pause.
Bang……
With a gunshot, the fuel tank was pierced.
Boom——!!!
Immediately afterwards, a blast of air arose, and burning flames instantly engulfed everything in sight.
Without even looking at his masterpiece, he crushed the syrup that had been put on his hair at some unknown time with his hands and left the crime scene.
As the shockwaves of the explosion gradually faded, Vodka could vaguely hear Gin's voice.
"Let her be."
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