"That's a shame."

Rice flower town, inside the villa.

Chris Binyard, whose gaze swept over Miwako Sato with Katsumi Uehara's movements, pursed his lips, not knowing what he was sorry for.

"Yes, I also think it's a pity, obviously I'm so good, but the person I like doesn't cherish it, alas~"

Katsumi Uehara, who sat up straight on the sofa, shook his head, although he didn't name him from beginning to end, but I don't know why, Miwako Zuoto on the side always had a feeling of being restless for some reason.

Especially after she set her eyes on her partner who sighed, and the feeling caused by the latter's gesture was even worse.

"Probably, maybe, your retribution?"

Miwako, who couldn't stand this person's exaggerated acting skills, jumped her eyelids, removed the heavy laptop in her hand from her lap, and picked up the cup to drink tactically.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

Katsumi Uehara's head shook like a rattle: "I have accumulated virtue and done good deeds all my life, and I go to the temple every three or five times to make incense, and I must be a good person with good rewards." ”

“……”

"You're really funny, Mr. Uehara."

Chris Binyard, who was on the railing on the second floor, leaned back and leaned back: "I thought it would be dull to be protected by the police, but now I realize that I was wrong. ”

"In fact, the dullness you said is the main theme of police protection, and I am an exception."

Shaking the collar of his shirt, Katsumi Uehara's eyes fell on the waning sunset outside the window: "I'm a person who is good at enlivening the atmosphere, and I have been deducted my salary many times for this." ”

"Uh-huh."

Chris Binyard nodded noncommittally: "Then again, who is the Akemi Miyano that Mr. Uehara just said on the phone?" Is it the killer who is trying to kill me? ”

"Tsk, how can I say it, it should be counted, maybe you still know her."

"Oh?"

"She comes from a criminal organization that hides in the dark side of society, and according to the police investigation, the person who tried to accidentally kill you on the Suzuki family cruise ship is also from this organization."

The man beckoned to Miwako Sato, who pushed the laptop over in understanding—

With a series of crisp keyboard clicks, a document with a photo of Akemi Miyano suddenly appeared on the computer screen.

"A billion yen robbery of the arrested people?"

After seeing the information record about Akemi Miyano within the police, Chris Binyard's eyes narrowed slightly, and then quickly returned to normal: "She was protected by you?" ”

"Yes."

With Katsumi Uehara's admission, Miwako Sato on the side couldn't sit still.

This information is not something that can be said to the outside world, especially Chris Binyard is still a helpless female star.

"Uehara, wait a minute, you-"

"It's okay, Miss Chris is a victim anyway, and she has an obligation to know the truth, isn't it?" Raising his head, Katsumi Uehara smiled at a pure and harmless one.

"Regarding this criminal organization, Miss Akemi Miyano ...... after being captured by us and persuaded to surrender"

Night, organize strongholds.

Belmode, who was cross-legged, listened to Kiel's report on the phone, and his hand with nail polish couldn't help but pause: "What did you say?" Katsumi Uehara said something about Akemi Miyano in order to put you at ease? ”

"Yes, it should be the hidden uneasiness that I deliberately revealed in the afternoon that he discovered, and in order to reassure me, he almost avoided the importance of Mikazu Sato and told me something about Miyano Akemi."

Kiel's voice came from the phone on the coffee table, and Belmode frowned: "And then, what did he say?" ”

"A lot of words have been said, although the important and key parts are vague, but listening to his confident meaning, the police seem to have obtained some information about the members of the organization through her."

Information on the members of a number of organizations is available......

Belmode thought about the top echelons of the organization that Akemi Miyano had been in contact with.

As a peripheral member of the organization, this is what sets Akemi Miyano apart from other peripheral members. Most importantly, no one knows what else this woman knows.

Shuichi Akai, an FBI undercover agent under the pseudonym Zhuxingda, must have investigated a lot of information during the infiltration of the organization's search, and even Gin couldn't be sure if Akemi Miyano was really as she showed to be at a loss.

In the past, seeing that his sister Shiho Miyano was still working for the organization and that he hadn't made any big moves over the years, Gin didn't do anything about it.

But that's no longer the case.

Thinking of this, Belmode, who had been silent for a moment, suddenly remembered the night he stayed in the villa, and the man chatted with himself in front of the wine cabinet-

"Did he mention gin and vodka? Or Shirley? ”

"Nope."

In the master bedroom of the villa, Kiel, who was lying on the big bed in silk pajamas, played with the keychain in his hand, recalled the performance of Katsumi Uehara, and suddenly frowned: "Wait a minute, what do you mean?" ”

"Nothing, just asking. You can continue to test him in this area later, and just grasp the degree and don't arouse suspicion. ”

Blowing lightly on his newly lustful fingernails, Belmode hung up.

In the bedroom, Kiel, who had finished the call with Belmode, had not had time to think about what this meant, but there was a sudden knock on the door—

"Tuk-tuk."

"Who?"

"I, Katsumi Uehara."

"Mr. Uehara?"

Hurriedly got up from the bed and leaned over to the dressing mirror to look at his condition, and after confirming that he was okay, Kiel breathed a sigh of relief: "Is there something wrong, Mr. Uehara?" ”

"Ah, it's not a big deal, it's just that you're actually quite uneasy in the afternoon, so I think it's better to talk to you more, although you hide it well. Of course, I'm not saying that you can't act, on the contrary, I just think-"

With a "squeak", the bedroom door opened, interrupting Katsumi Uehara's explanation, which sounded embarrassed and hurried.

Plain-faced Chris Binyard wears a loose set of pajamas.

Thanks to his height, Katsumi Uehara was able to see the alluring scenery just by lowering his eyes.

"Wine?"

"Drinking some wine in the evening helps you sleep."

Seeing that the woman's gaze fell on his hands, the man gently collided the wine bottle he was holding in his left and right hands with the wine glass, and shrugged his shoulders.

"Thank you."

The door closed after the man entered the house, facing the slightly messy bedroom, Chris Binyard's face was not embarrassed: "Sorry, the sleeping room was a little messy at night, and I didn't have time to clean it up." ”

"Understood."

Katsumi Uehara, who placed the wine glass and bottle on the dresser casually, looked at the cosmetics on it and smiled, "I haven't heard of some of these brands, are they very useful?" ”

"Of course, but if you're going to buy them, Mr. Uehara, and give them away, my advice is that it's best to look at your skin first."

Thinking of the person Katsumi Uehara said he liked in the evening, Chris Binyad smiled and said.

"Definitely. Otherwise, after waiting for a long time, I'm afraid her face will become the same as yours. ”

Chris Binyard had a smile on his face unchanged, and he touched his cheek in a troubled manner: "What? Is there something wrong with my face? ”

"It's not a big problem, it's just that there's something wrong with your face."

Katsumi Uehara, who poured himself a glass of wine, stood sideways, and handed the glass to Chris Binyard tilted his head and smiled, "Would you like to have a drink?" Maybe it's your last drink before you go to jail. ”