CHAPTER XXVI

The planning department is not dim.

On the contrary, the cold white long tube light bulb illuminates the whole room, and there is no shadow at all, with a sense of seriousness that makes the back tighten.

Behind the desk, a well-mannered middle-aged man pondered over a folder.

As a writer and worker, he doesn't look as sturdy as the public security police, but he doesn't have the Mediterranean and beer belly that many middle-aged men have.

The black-haired and black-eyed young police officer secretly assessed the other party's ability.

The middle-aged man smiled gently, "Don't be nervous, let's sit down first." Tea or coffee? ”

Without waiting for Kawashima Ezaki to answer, he decided on his own.

"Or tea, right? Drinking tea after drinking is good for the stomach, and the students are angry and spicy until the stomach is perforated, and now young people still don't know how to take care of their bodies. ”

After speaking, he pressed down the inner line and asked someone to bring two cups of tea.

Don't look at it as just a sentence, there is a lot of information revealed.

This gentle-looking middle-aged man has probably been in power for a long time, or he is a strong personality himself, likes to take ideas for others, and has investigated him in every detail.

Kawashima Esaki crossed his hands on the table.

The narrow eyebrows and eyes showed a casual meaning.

"I'm sorry, I'm allergic to tea polyphenols."

"Huh?" The middle-aged man flipped through the folder again, and said with a smile, "When I was your superior, I was fooled by you?" ”

The staff brought tea, and the atmosphere was much more relaxed.

The middle-aged man said that his name was Takashi Iura, and because of the leakage of the Metropolitan Police Department archives some time ago, he recalled many intelligence officers lurking in various forces.

"Among them, there is a criminal group called the Black Clothes Organization, you have also been in contact with it, and the intelligence personnel we have inserted will be caught before they infiltrate the inner circle of the organization, and the only two remaining peripheral intelligence officers will not be able to collect any information, so they will simply let them fake their deaths and withdraw."

Kawashima Esaki hadn't guessed Iura's intentions at this time.

According to his thoughts, as a "senior" who has been working for four years, his information should be difficult to erase.

If the Police Agency didn't want to deliberately kill him, it would never be possible for him to replace the person who had withdrawn and infiltrate the black-clad organization as an undercover agent.

"So, what do you need me to do?"

Takashi Iura is the same as the color road.

"If you don't have enough ability, you can't become a member of the Black Order, and you can't get valuable information. With the theft of archives, it's time for us to make a change. ”

"Through the investigation of your ability and personality in the past few days, we believe that you are one of the public security policemen who are more suitable to infiltrate the black-clothed organization."

"Your file was not stolen."

"Plus you were only 19 years old when you joined the company, so you are too young, and geniuses will always be hated."

"As your immediate boss, Ichiro Tokita protects you very well. As long as you go through his information, the photo will disappear directly, and the name will change from Officer Kawashima to a certain police officer. ”

"The credit is yours, and he blocked the limelight for you."

"So the information you are exposed to is not as much as you think."

Kawashima Esaki: "...... I see. ”

Now that I think about it, he does feel marginalized.

Obviously, he has been in this world for several months, except for a few people from the Ministry of Public Security, he doesn't know anyone in other departments, and he only has a few mobile phone numbers.

Has it been that no one has been promoted and raised in the past few months, and has married and invited guests to dinner?

Is it true that there are no troubles between colleagues to find him?

Impossible.

The only answer can only be what Ichiro Tokita did.

"If you agree to an undercover mission, don't go to the police academy again during this time, the intelligence department will delete all information about you as soon as possible, and your file will be kept more confidential."

"The entire National Police Agency, except for the chief and deputy chiefs and me, no one else has access to your files."

"I'll talk about it first, the mortality rate of undercover missions is extremely high, you go back and think about it."

After listening to the pros and cons, Kawashima Ezaki felt that there was no need to think about it at all, and he could reply to Takashi Iura now.

What better option for someone who wants to jump ship and become a bad guy than going undercover at public expense? Not only can he sneak into the black-clad organization to make money, but he can even get the salary of the police department for nothing!

Kawashima Ezaki is the one who wants to be the boss, and there is nothing to lose by helping the police to bring down the black-clad organization, and only when the old faction dies, the new faction can come to power, right?

Gin.

Ha.

The revenge of one shot will always be remembered.

“… You don't have to hold a grudge like that, you shot him twice, Bao. ”

The system was stunned by this.

said in a daze, basically without going through the brain.

No matter how smart and clever he was, he would never have imagined that Kawashima Esaki could go undercover in the distillery!

The system is no longer able to imagine what the future will bring.

After Kawashima Ezaki successfully lurks, he will definitely have contact with Gin, the future FBI undercover Shuichi Akai, or Shizuki Zero and Shimitsu Mofushi, and seven years later, there will be the protagonist of the manga, Shinichi Kudo, who has become smaller!

It's so cool, it's so cool!

Riding this wave of east wind, even if Kawashima Ezaki eats and waits for death in the organization, and takes money for nothing and doesn't do anything, as long as he doesn't expose himself as a sniper against Gin, and is shot by Gin as a mouse, the scene will not be less.

Plus that face and body proportions.

Isn't the top three popularity just around the corner?!

Kawashima Esaki has the same path as he thought, and the undercover mission must be accepted anyway, "I promise." ”

Takashi Iura blew on the floating tea leaves on the teacup.

"Young people, don't be so anxious, think about it when you wake up, and give me an answer in two days."

"Yes."

The young man nodded, and his back disappeared behind the door.

Takashi Iura retracted his gaze, put down his teacup, and sighed with mixed feelings.

At present, it seems that Kawashima Ezaki's willingness to choose to be an undercover agent is relatively strong, and if he really agrees to the undercover mission two days later, he will have to hide it from Tokita Ichiro in public and private.

Depending on how much that person cares about Kawashima.

If he knew that he went undercover for a black-clad organization with less than a 1 in 10 chance of surviving, he was afraid that he would go crazy on the spot.

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It was already past twelve o'clock when Kawashima Esaki left the police department.

Outside, the moon stars were scarce, and even the traffic was less than half, leaving only two or three kittens to gallop by, not knowing where to go.

Don't think about it, the police academy will definitely not go back.

Kawashima Esaki took a taxi and returned to his home in Sanchome, Rice Flower Town.

It's been a month since the last time I went home.

Because there are not many things, and Kawashima Esaki calls part-time workers to clean them every few days, the house still looks clean and there is no dust at all.

After washing, the excitement was reduced a lot, and the dopamine secreted by the stimulation returned to normal values, and Kawashima began to think, isn't it just a black-clothed organization, one of the intention units, what is there to be excited?

"Sleepy."

The sense of alcohol paralyzed the senses of the brain, and Kawashima Ezaki threw himself on the bed, his body wrapped in loose loungewear and submerged in a quilt as soft as cotton.

He buried his face in the pillow, and his black hair was only half dried in annoyance, and he soon fell asleep.

For the first time, the system did not force Kawashima Esaki to watch the barrage.

I'm about to go to the winery as an undercover host, and it's the perfect host in the world! As for these posts and comments on the forum –

It's still going to be watched, and let him get rid of some repetitive nonsense first! ：，，