Theoretically, there is no need for Shiratori Renzaburo to do this.

The winery did go too far this time, but the main body was still aimed at the Metropolitan Police Department, and the reason why he went to the hospital was purely unlucky, who let him happen to be on the side on the night of the explosion.

Although it is impossible to get a glimpse of the full picture, in terms of the strength of the distillery so far, no one can blame Shiratori if he chooses to leave it alone and continue to work as a police officer when he is only slightly injured.

After all, there is no one who is not injured as a criminal policeman.

But Shiratori has now chosen the most difficult and dangerous path - tracking down the distillery.

said that because he was bombed into the hospital, he wanted to declare a personal vendetta, but in fact, there was no intention of using the White Bird Foundation behind him to help Katsumi Uehara endorse.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see the change in Katsumi Uehara's attitude before and after the death of his sworn friend.

"In the words of my family, I have a natural sense of justice, otherwise I wouldn't have come to be a police officer, so you don't need to pay attention to this matter."

Shiratori, who had learned from Katsumi Uehara and wiped the apple, lowered his head and took a bite and said with a smile: "It's just incidental to help you, Uehara." ”

As a child of a chaebol, Shiratori, who is naturally familiar with "Emotional Intelligence", naturally does not put on a high-minded posture of charity. In the matter of Miwako Sato, the two of them compete fairly, and if they lose, they lose, and he has nothing to say.

What's more, Katsumi Uehara is indeed his friend.

Although this dog man has a bad personality at times, I have to say that he really can't get disgusted. Whether it's as a police colleague or as a love competitor.

"Don't worry, I'm measured."

Katsumi Uehara, who was chewing the flesh, raised his eyebrows, grabbed his girlfriend's shoulder with one hand, and opened his mouth to directly change the topic: "I'm a family man now." ”

Shiratori: "......"

Fuck！

He really shouldn't have helped this dog man!

Why open this mouth!

Miwako Sato, who was on the side, obviously saw her boyfriend's blunt topic transition, and didn't say much, just glanced at him angrily.

What kind of person, do you love to show so much?

That is, she has long been accustomed to Katsumi Uehara's style of acting, otherwise I am afraid that I really can't figure out the number of ways of this person-

"Ringing ringing!"

The two were exchanging "flirts" with their eyebrows, but the mobile phone that Ren Saburo Shiratori placed at the bedside suddenly rang, abruptly interrupting the communication between Uehara and Sato.

Shiratori's mood suddenly changed when he saw the remarks: "Hey? Father?

"What? Nagato's house?

"Okay, I got it."

The communication between the father and son was very brief, so short that Katsumi Uehara and Miwako Sato didn't have time to go out to avoid suspicion.

After hanging up the phone, Shiratori, who noticed the movements of the two people, smiled: "Okay, it's not a big deal, it's just that my dad asked me to help give a gift." ”

"Gift-giving?"

"Ah, do you know the Nagato Group, the relationship between my family and his family is okay, it will be the 60th birthday of the Nagato venue in a few days, my dad can't leave, and I can't return to work immediately after I am discharged from the hospital, so I just let me send a congratulatory gift."

Shiratori shrugged his shoulders, threw the phone back on the bed, and sighed helplessly: "To be honest, I don't know much about the people of the Nagato family at all, and I am limited to nodding friends, so I'm afraid I will have to be bored for another night." ”

“…… Why does this name sound so familiar to me? Hearing this, Katsumi Uehara's face was a little strange.

Miwako Sato nodded: "In the cake shop before, the woman named Yuki Hinata seems to be a member of the Nagato Group, right?" Or the secretary of the chairman? ”

"Hinata Yuki? Have you seen it? ”

This time, it was Shiratori Ren Saburo's turn to be stunned: "President Nagato's secretary is indeed called Hinata Yuki, if I remember correctly, she will soon marry into the Nagato family, do you know?" ”

"The cake shop, Katsumi and I met when we were making cookies there, she seemed to come to see the finished cake made to order, and then answered the phone and left in a hurry."

Miwako, who thought of this, explained, "Katsumi also received a business card of hers at the time, wearing a pale green ladies' suit. ”

Katsumi Uehara, who heard this, was stunned, and then subconsciously twisted his hand into his pocket, and the business card with Hinata's name was immediately touched out by him, and then he looked at his girlfriend with a strange face.

Good fellow, this memory is clear enough, I can even remember what I was wearing.

"What? Do I have anything on my face? Miwako Sato, who understood the meaning of her boyfriend's eyes, raised her eyebrows and said.

Katsumi Uehara's head suddenly shook like a rattle: "No, I just think Miwako has a really good memory." ”

………………………………………………………………………………

"Thanks for the compliment."

Tokyo, Airport.

The blonde youth dragging a suitcase lowered the brim of his blue baseball cap and followed behind a tall figure in a black suit: "Ability and background, there are not many such people in the organization, remember that you are normal, Ireland." ”

"But I don't remember when I saw you, Bourbon." Ireland, who had come to pick up people at the airport, threw everything he had into the back seat of a black Mercedes Benz, opened the driver's seat and sat down.

"Normal, I'm at the mercy of Rum, and the mission is not the same as yours."

The young man who stuffed the luggage into the trunk sat in the co-pilot, naturally crossed Erlang's legs, leaned on the seat and closed the door: "It's just that when I was acting with Belmode before, I secretly saw you a few times, and Belmode introduced you to me." ”

"Sounds like you're familiar with Belmode." Ireland, who didn't know what he was thinking, started the car: "Rum asked you to come to Tokyo, what are you going to do with the follow-up?" ”

"Improvised, no specific orders."

Turning his head to look at the whizzing city street scene outside the window, Amuro, who flashed a trace of nostalgia in his eyes, said indifferently: "Tell me what you think, Ireland." ”

"Yi Rong entered the Metropolitan Police Department and looked for an opportunity to kill vodka and Uno Tadayoshi."

“……”

"What, can't you?" Irish, noticing the change in Bourbon's face, asked quietly.

"Yes, yes, if you're ready to be arrested."

Amuro didn't say it very bluntly, but his playful tone made Ireland's face a little unbearable: "To be honest, if I can, I'll save the vodka as much as possible, and Tadayoshi Uno doesn't care." ”

"I can do it, Bourbon."

In the face of the henchmen sent by Rum and the people who could walk with Belmode, Ireland did not hide anything, and explained his plan and plan: "I have even found the target, the former management officer of the first search section, and now the temporary acting head of the first search section, Matsumoto Kiyocho."

"I'm not much different from him, and I'm pretty much the same. As long as Yi Rong is good, there will be no problem at all with using this identity to infiltrate. ”

"It's too risky to sneak into the investigation now, and Gin has caused a lot of damage to the organization this time. I came to Japan to clean up the mess for him, not to create risks. ”

Toru Amuro, who was shaking his toes lightly, put his right hand on the window edge, and his index finger touched the window glass without a match, and said calmly: "Wait until I investigate all the ins and outs of this matter first, that policeman named Katsumi Uehara is very dangerous, and Gin was forced by him to have to turn to the US military for help, do you think you are more cautious than Gin?" ”

"When's that going to be? Vodka in case of a real mutiny-"

"Vodka is not a mutiny. You should be glad that Pisco walked quickly, and Gin still had a keen sense of smell, and sent him off early. Otherwise, the arrest of a veteran of the organization would have a much greater impact than the capture of vodka. ”

Glancing at Ireland driving, Amuro Toru couldn't help but secretly say a pity in his heart.

Pisco, who is older and more afraid of death than Te Ga, is undoubtedly a better interrogator.

Ireland, which heard this, also fell silent.

To be honest, he is still very grateful to Gin for this matter, the organization that kills the gods.

He sees Pisco as his adoptive father, who also treats him as his own, and has been in love here for many years. Gin sent Pisco away ahead of schedule and transferred him over to take over, guaranteeing that the rights of their department in Japan would not be left behind.

"So what are we going to do?"

"Don't worry, you first call on the secret forces of the Japanese side to try to guard against the Japanese public security."

"Japanese police? Also. And what about the Metropolitan Police Department? ”

With his head held high, a smile rose at the corner of Amuro's mouth: "The Metropolitan Police Department doesn't matter, I'll just come." It's just a Katsumi Uehara, I'm not a gin.

"He has done too much murderous work, and he no longer knows how to investigate."

ps: I'm resurrected, it's really hard, and I've finally recovered from my state of prostration and powerlessness.

Put a small bowl~

(End of chapter)