CHAPTER XXVIII

The two went out one after the other.

Tokita's car was parked downstairs in a black Mazda.

He first helped Kawashima open the door of the passenger seat, but the boy wearing a peaked cap, a black mask, a loose long-sleeved sweatshirt and sneakers, and a tightly wrapped boy, raised his eyes and glanced at him.

Then I got into the back seat of the car on the other side.

"Tsk." Are you still a rebellious imp?

Tokita Ichiro could only close the car door and sit in the driver's seat to drive.

To be honest, Shida's heart was far from being as relaxed as it appeared, and just upstairs, Kawashima Ezaki's words almost didn't defeat him.

Tokita Ichiro thought with annoyance.

It's his fault.

It was his overprotection that made Kawashima Esaki's name put on the desk of the Planning Division of the Ministry of Security.

If it weren't for the timely discovery and the fact that everything still had room to turn around, Tokita Ichiro couldn't imagine that Kawashima might have experienced life in a place he didn't know, and even one day, only a bloody item would be returned to him, what would he do.

The hands holding the steering wheel are tight.

It was quiet in the car, and neither of them spoke.

One is intently driving, occasionally glancing at the back seat from the rearview mirror, while the other is intently playing with his phone.

The young man wore a black cap with a low brim, so he couldn't see his face at all, and his only exposed chin was blocked by a mask, so Tokita Ichiro could only see his loose hair curling out from the brim.

It is very youthful wear.

I have the impression that only Kawashima was brought to the public security class at the age of nineteen, and he has not yet officially joined the company, so he will wear this type of clothes when he trains in the class.

In such silence, they arrived at the police department.

Tokita Ichiro parked the car and walked in front.

His suit was open, and inside was a slightly wrinkled off-white shirt, which was unbuttoned to the second grain, and the wind was blowing into it as he strode in, and the hem of the suit was blown up.

Kawashima Esaki walked behind, four/five steps behind.

Unlike his subordinates, who don't come to the National Police Agency much, Tokita Ichiro is too familiar with the National Police Agency, especially the higher department of the Security Department.

He easily entered the door and turned left, showed his ID to a staff member who greeted him halfway, said something, and then led Kawashima Esaki, who was not in a high mood, to the door of a conference room.

"Section Chief Tokita, Section Chief Iura said that if you look for him, you can go in directly."

Tokita Ichiro nodded at him.

Looking back at someone leaning against the wall, who had stopped playing the game, he took off his hat and looked at this side casually with his hands and arms folded.

"Stinky boy, come in with me."

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When they entered, the meeting had just begun.

Takashi Iura was drinking tea with a cup of tea, and in front of him were seven or eight civilian personnel in formal clothes, who were sorting out materials and preparing to leave.

"Here we go."

Takashi Iura was not surprised when he saw Ichiro Tokita.

said that he would try his best to hide this person, but Takashi Iura didn't expect much.

Part of the relevant information in Tokita Ichiro's computer was emptied, and with his excessive attention to Kawashima, he couldn't hide it, and it really depended on luck.

Obviously, luck wasn't on their side this time.

"Looks like you knew I'd come."

Tokita Ichiro didn't bother to talk nonsense, pulled out the chair, brought Kawashima Esaki over and pressed him to sit down on the chair, put his hands on his shoulders, and rubbed his rough thumb against the warm skin under the latter's loose round neck.

He was sending some kind of threat and urging signal.

"The child is not sensible, he doesn't know that some tasks are very dangerous, and he thinks he can be handsome, so he happily agrees."

Shida Yilang grinned at the corners of his mouth, and smiled solemnly: "Section chief, you still have to practice tightrope walking for ten years, and professional things have to be handed over to professional people to do, wouldn't it be too hasty to let him go so stunned?" ”

"I persuaded this kid, and he also said that he wanted to give up the task, and he was really sorry to cause you trouble, and I will teach him a good lesson when I go back."

After speaking, he pinched Kawashima Esaki's neck and asked him to speak.

Kawashima Esaki looked back at him:

When did I say I was going to give up on the mission?

The smile on the corner of Tokita Ichiro's mouth widened, and the outline of his expression was not real, giving people the feeling of being shrouded in gray-black clouds. He told Kawashima Ezaki with his eyes:

Obediently according to Lao Tzu's words.

Otherwise, I'll kill you :)

Kawashima Esaki: ......

Kawashima Ezaki's beautiful crow-colored eyes are exposed, with "yes" written in the left eye and "sick" written in the right eye.

Takashi Iura was silent, taking in the interaction between the two.

"Hey—"

The head of the planning section took a sip of tea, and the slightly hot tea soup flowed in his mouth, exuding a rich tea fragrance, and he let out a long sigh, "I know you think Kawashima is too young to be suitable." ”

Neither of them put the "undercover mission" on the surface, vaguely past, anyway, they just know what they are talking about.

Takashi Iura continued, "But I also have my considerations. You can rest assured, the planning department is not all sake bags and rice bags, and I choose Kawashima because I believe that he has the ability to do it. ”

He looked at the somewhat discouraged client.

The expression was still very gentle, like to a talented young junior, "Shida said that you want to give up the mission, what do you think?" Don't worry, it's not a mandatory task, and you can always go back on it. ”

Kawashima really served this old fox.

Takashi Iura knew how resolute his attitude was, but because he didn't want to deal with the annoying guy Ichiro Tokita, did he throw the problem on him again?

Kawashima Ezaki spoke, and a cold voice came out of the mask, with a soaking and muffled breath of moisture.

"I'm going."

Tokita Ichiro turned his chair around, pressed his hands on the back of the chair, and asked fiercely, "What did you say?" ”

"I said I'm going, don't you understand?"

Kawashima Ezaki was very impatient with his gesture of being in control, and it was already for the sake of his colleagues to accompany Tokita Ichiro here.

But the curly-haired boss didn't appreciate it at all:

"I don't understand or you don't understand, what kind of task is that, what kind of fun are you messing around?!"

"Have you trained as an intelligence worker? Do you know how people pass on messages unknowingly? Will it be camouflaged? Their professional elites have withdrawn, and you still want to go! ”

Takashi Iura interrupted their impending quarrel, "Kawashima is very strong, and you can learn those skills by disguising them." ”

Words are not speculative for more than half a sentence.

Kawashima Ezaki really didn't bother to quarrel with him, opened the curly-haired boss's hand, and got out of the space where his arms were imprisoned.

"Gone."

Then he walked straight outside.

Tokita Ichiro hated itchy, and Iura was still there and said unhurriedly, "Hey, I said you should let go too, overprotection is not a good thing for a young eagle who is eager to soar." ”

"Then he shouldn't have been allowed to fly to a hunting area full of gun barrels."

It is rare for a bearded man to have such a cold expression, and he glanced at Takashi Iura, who was sitting at the chief and drinking tea slowly, and chased Kawashima Ezaki out.

Over there, Kawashima Ezaki was walking to the bathroom.

On the one hand, he wanted to avoid some annoying guy, and on the other hand, he wanted to wash his hands.

However, the National Police Agency is too big and has many offices and meeting rooms.

Turning around the corridor, I just saw the bathroom, and Tokita Ichiro had already chased after him.

The man, like an angry wolf, grabbed the young man's arm, and his deep black eyes carried a hint of pleading, and he prayed for a wild eagle eager to break free from his shelter.

Shida always couldn't beat this guy.

He bowed his head again.

"I used to do it wrong, and I admit it."

"I was so excited, I didn't have a good attitude just now, but you don't know how dangerous it is to go undercover. As the head of the first section, I don't know how many people's relics and suicide notes I have received in the past six years......"

"Ogawajima, I can't stand you turning into a broken item and being handed over to me."

"Don't do that to me."

"Aside from this mission, I promise I won't stop you from doing anything in the future, okay?"

Kawashima Esaki took off his mask and subconsciously wanted to put it in his pocket.

But he forgot that he was not wearing a formal suit at all today, and there were no pockets in his sweatpants and long sleeves.

He handed it to Ichiro Tokita, "Help me get it." ”

Tokita Ichiro took it, and Kawashima Esaki took advantage of the situation and rushed to the side of his face.

"I'm annoyed."

"Why do you look down on me when I am killed by default?"

The man raised his hand to block it.

But he held the mask in his hand, took a step slowly, and was still wiped to the corner of his mouth. His lips slammed into his teeth, and the smell of bloody blood suddenly overflowed his mouth.

Kawashima saw that Shida had no intention of fighting back, so he stood in a daze, and the corners of his mouth were broken and a little pitiful.

He didn't know if it was a discovery of conscience.

took the mask from the curly-haired superior, put it on and pinched it tightly, patted the man on the shoulder, and said as he passed by.

"Stupid. I also have a little confidence in myself, am I not a genius that you have cultivated with your own hands? ”

"Genius doesn't fail." ：，，