Why should I clean up

"So you came here?"

Ten o'clock in the evening, Tokyo.

Takigawa Yuichi sat in the corner of the club, his subordinates reported on the operation in his headset, but what sounded in his head was Masakazu Irie's voice.

"I'm just carrying out the mission normally." He said, took the card from someone who didn't know who handed it, and took a sip of the water in the glass, "It's just you, you haven't talked to me for several days. "

Appearing here as a port mafia cadre for a long time, Takigawa Yuichi glanced around, inevitably finding a few acquaintances.

Since the last time he obtained the undercover information from Hidechu Sato in the club, Yuichi Takigawa personally compared it.

As expected, this information was half true and half false, but it accurately identified a few undercover agents who he personally placed in the police.

It is worth noting that one of his subordinates named [Suzuki Hidesuke] has made three mistakes in a row.

Takigawa Yuichi looked at the latest information sent by the man on the phone, and clicked his tongue irritably.

Of course, the people he personally cultivated must be eliminated by him.

"I'm trying to get in touch with the family that Estoraneo has negotiated with before." Irie said with a headache, "I don't know where Liu Dao has gone, and even Kurom can't be contacted."

"Maybe I'm traveling." Takigawa Yuichi said indifferently, "Besides, you'd better not help me."

Irie Masaichi: "?"

Yuichi Takigawa: "If you privately contact other families in the capacity of Peng Lie, you will be regarded as a traitor."

"..." Irie was silent for a moment, "I seem to be in a private relationship now."

"That's right." Takigawa Yuichi suddenly realized, "Are you going to be killed? If there is a commission, I can reluctantly take a plane to rescue you."

Irie sighed, his voice didn't sound worried about him at all, but changed the subject instead: "Have you met Tsunayoshi-kun?"

"Vongola Judaime?" Takigawa Yuichi recalled, "I met once when signing the agreement."

Unlike everyone in the port mafia, the godfather always gently curled his lips. He sat at the other end of the long table, with the flames flickering on his forehead, making his eyes shine brightly.

In the spacious conference hall, after a brief greeting with Mori Ogai, the young godfather turned his gaze away.

【"Nice to see you again, Takigawa-kun."】

Sawada Tsunayoshi said with a worried expression on his face.

【"Feel good?"】

...Why do you use "again"?

Takigawa Yuu frowned, and suddenly found this strange place.

"But I have met his teacher several times." Takigawa Yuichi said seriously, "Reborn-kun is a scary man, I hope I can grow as tall as him in the future."

Masaichi Irie: ...

Irie Masaichi: So this is what you care about!

[Officer Takikawa, at three o'clock, found the target]

Takigawa Yuichi stood up.

【wait wait wait】

The members of the mafia in the headset lowered their voices and tensed their nerves subconsciously.

[The police are concealed 200 meters away, please issue an order]

Under the ambiguous light of the club, the boy frowned.

In these short few minutes, many possibilities of action exposure flashed through Takigawa Yuichi's mind.

But no matter which one it was, he quickly ruled it out.

"Go and check "Why Do I Launder White", remember the URL: m.1. What's the deal here tonight." Takigawa Yuichi ordered, with a calm face, "Before the other party fires, stand by."

In the distance, [Suzuki Hidesuke] walked into the bathroom.

The boy let out a laugh from his throat.

"Of course, if they don't listen to the advice and take the initiative to attack."

Slender fingers slid across the rim of the cup, and Takigawa Yuichi put the empty cup into the tray of the passing waiter.

His lips opened and closed, his voice was cold.

"Kill them all and leave none."

The dead are much easier to deal with than the living.

Quiet and pale corpses have their own advantages, they will not speak, and they will not testify. The heavy rain will erase the traces of their existence and wash away the proof of crime.

"... Otherwise, you'd better drink two more drinks, Yuichi."

When Takigawa Yuichi stepped up the stairs, Irie Masaichi couldn't help but said.

"I think you're more human when you're drunk."

"It's so annoying, I don't want to be a fool." Takigawa Yuichi replied unabashedly, then paused, "And..."

He glanced at the time on his phone.

There are three compartments in total, only one is locked.

When Takigawa Yuichi kicked the door lock, Suzuki Hidesuke was putting the mobile phone wrapped in a waterproof bag into the water storage tank.

"Besides, it's not like they haven't been given a chance." The boy muttered in a voice that only Irie Masaichi could hear.

"Taki, Takigawa-sama."

The moment the familiar face came into view, Suzuki Hidesuke subconsciously clenched the phone tightly.

He looked panicked, trying to protect the information he wanted to pass on.

The Metropolitan Police Department has many eyes. While becoming an undercover agent, Suzuki Hidesuke's every move is also monitored.

In order to ensure safety, this is a third-party place carefully selected by Hidesuke Suzuki.

Obviously, Takigawa's cadres should go on patrol today, what went wrong?

Takigawa Yuichi leaned against the wall and loaded the bullets into the gun slowly.

"There are no steps here, you can bite whatever you want."

[I found out that there is a drug deal on the third floor of the club. 】

The subordinate in the headset reported.

[The traitor Suzuki Hidesuke was transferred to the criminal department to search the co-assistance section last week, and the other party hoped that we could leave room for negotiation. 】

Takigawa Yuichi listened to these words quietly, and raised his eyelids for a while.

"Are you getting along well with your colleagues, Suzuki-kun? Why, did the undercover agent reveal his feelings? After staying in the dark for a long time, suddenly want to grasp the light?"

The man's lips moved in a whisper, not daring to raise his head.

Because of his intelligence, the police on the same team as him survived the operation last week.

Suzuki Hidesuke regretted it when he realized it, but his friend who was supposed to die hugged him by the shoulder in surprise and asked him how he knew the place where the port mafia ambush in advance.

【"What are you doing with a straight face? Let's go. My wife told me to buy you a drink today."】

【"If you are not drunk, you will not return! If you are not drunk, you will not return!"】

The guy just got married.

With the first time, there is a second time.

Once there is a second time, there is a third time.

Because he was not discovered by luck, Suzuki Hidesuke thought he would be lucky forever.

"To be honest, I'm not interested in what kind of friends you made, and I know what's going on in your cotton-filled mind." Takigawa Yuichi pulled down the bolt with one hand, lowered his eyes and said regretfully, "It's a pity that There are so many ways to help others, and you have to pick the dumbest one."

Suzuki Hidesuke knelt tremblingly, biting the stone tile of the sink.

Kick the back of the head and destroy the jaw.

There was no precedent for the Port Mafia's treatment of traitors.

It is not kind, just like a printed ID card, even the details are clearly stipulated.

Suzuki Hidesuke thought he was ready, but when the sound of bones breaking sounded, he still couldn't help crying.

"sorry Sorry--"

"I don't want to, and I don't want to, but that guy always invites me to drink and talk endlessly..."

"I can't watch him die, please forgive me, please forgive me, Takigawa-sama—"

The man wailed.

Takigawa Yuichi stared at him for a while, first he thought of Kenji Hagiwara who was in the explosion before, and then thought of Mofuku Kagemitsu who was unconscious.

Suzuki Hidesuke couldn't help but fell to the ground, blood foamed from his mouth, and a box of warm milk rolled out of the pocket of his suit jacket.

【"Please be sure to accept it, Master Takigawa."】

The man in his thirties touched the back of his head in embarrassment, half of his ears were red, and then ran to continue to stand guard after speaking.

Takigawa Yuichi remembered everything about his subordinates, but he still pulled the bolt of the gun expressionlessly.

—turned the tortured traitor over and shot three times in the chest.

One after another, the man's crying gradually faded away.

His pupils were dilated, and the milk bottle was shattered by bullets.

The warm liquid mixed with red, dazzlingly proclaiming death.

Suzuki Hidesuke struggled to raise his hand.

"Three." Takigawa Yuichi said flatly, "This is the number of subordinates I lost for no reason because you leaked information."

Suzuki Hidesuke paused, and gradually loosened his five fingers holding the phone.

He opened his mouth with difficulty, and at the last moment of losing his life, he asked in an inaudible voice: "Bao, including me..."

"..." Takigawa Yu pursed his lips, and gave a soft "hmm".

The raised hand fell suddenly at the moment of death. In this quiet night, Suzuki Hidesuke's vital signs completely disappeared.

Another shot.

The moment the door behind him was knocked open, Takigawa Yuichi smashed the phone together with the man's palm.

Warm blood splashed onto his face, and the boy's back hit the wall hard in a whirl.

It's not that you can't hide, it's just that there's no need to hide.

The feeling of being grabbed by the collar was uncomfortable, Takigawa Yuichi's eyelashes trembled, he stared at the young man with his head bowed in front of him for a while, then silently took out a band-aid from his pocket and stuck it on the other person's face superior.

There was a faint smell of smoke on Matsuda Jinpei's body, and his sunglasses were crushed in the action just now.

【"The police oath...what is it?"】

In the memory, the teenager in police uniform looked up at him.

At that time, Yu Yi was only, much shorter than now, his silver hair was forced into a high ponytail, he just yawned sleepily, and lay down on the table without energy.

【"Forget it, admission is the second, and I will definitely be the first after graduation."】

There is no such thing.

At the graduation ceremony, only five of the original six remained.

Later, Jiang Gu and Zhu Fu couldn't get in touch, and changed from five to three.

It is said that seeing is believing, so far, Matsuda Jinpei can only slowly let go of the opponent's collar.

He couldn't even ask "why".

【"There is a cadre of the port mafia inside. Suzuki saves it if he can, and forgets if he can't."】

Before breaking into here, the chief of the headquarters issued such an order indifferently.

In the chaos, the policeman who survived Suzuki clenched his guns in defiance:

【"Why! Suzuki is not our colleague..."】

【"Shut up."】The chief lit a cigarette irritably, 【"Suzuki Hidesuke was originally a member of the port mafia."】

【"The kid inside led a team to destroy an entire family some time ago, with 57 lives, and he didn't even leave us with any evidence of a crime."】

【"Pick up your gun and do your job well."】

There are also many types of mafia. When we were in the amusement park, Matsuda Jinpei once told himself that Yuichi was different.

He saved Kenji, dismantled the bomb/bomb, and protected the interests of the public in the endless darkness.

But now, Matsuda Jinpei clearly realizes that one day, he must raise his gun against Yuichi.

"...do you want to hit me?"

Matsuda Jinping took a step back, picked up the sunglasses on the ground: "Yeah."

"I can kill you three times in the time you do this action."

Matsuda Jinpei stared at the young man in front of him for a while, then suddenly parted the corners of his lips: "You want to say this at this time?"

Takigawa Yuichi thought about it.

"I don't know." He replied honestly, "But I guess you won't talk to me in the future, so it is reasonable to infer that you should say a few more words now."

"You are a criminal, I am a policeman, we will meet again sooner or later."

"and then?"

"Then I will find evidence of your crime and bring you to justice."

"How do you know the law is right?"

"Because that's the justice of the majority."

"What about the few people who have been ignored?"

Matsuda Jinpei did not answer the question.

The rain outside the window was dull, beating on the car window.

Some people are cheering for the seizure of drugs/criminals, and some people can't shed a single tear because of the "death" of their companions.

Matsuda Jinpei just watched the boy jump from the window.

"Don't show your back in front of me next time." Takigawa Yuichi said.

【"Will you help me, Zhenping?"】

Matsuda Jinpei stood where he was, and once again thought of the boy's hand holding his sleeve.

How did he answer then?

【"……knew."】

【"Always?"】

【"Huh? I don't want to keep teaching you to write self-criticisms!"】

At that time, Matsuda Jinpei yelled at him angrily.

Yuu blinked, and gently let go of his hand.

【"Well, not all the time."】

The young man lowered his eyes and said to himself, obviously expressionless, but looked very sad.

No one thought they would come to this day.

The phone in his pocket vibrated, and Takigawa Yuu turned on the illusion device the second he left the building.

He didn't check the text message, but just walked towards the pre-arranged place.

The Spinita is reflected in the Porsche's windows.

"Why did it get wet like this?" Vodka asked curiously when the car door was opened.Takigawa Yuichi: "I didn't bring an umbrella."

"...You don't even have a sniper rifle, do you?"

"..." Vodka was silent, "There is a spare in the trunk, why don't you take it?"

Six hundred yards away, a light was burning in an apartment.

Their mission target sits at the dinner table, laughing and chatting with his wife.

No one could have imagined that such a man secretly made a fortune from human trafficking.

Takigawa Yu held the gun at one end, and was a little distracted when aiming.

But soon, Gin's arm passed through his shoulder, and he pressed the trigger for him.

With a bang, accompanied by the painful scream of the woman in the distance, Takigawa Yuichi raised his head curiously.

"What are you sad about?" Qin Jiu didn't let go of his intention, but just lowered his eyes

asked.

Yuichi Takigawa: "The Ultraman episode I watched this morning died."

Qin Jiu stared at him for a while, then suddenly parted the corners of his lips and sneered: "It's a lie."

Takigawa Yuichi withdrew his gaze: "Then I'm not sad, you guessed wrong."

Under the moonlight, the boy's skin was cold and pale.

Raindrops fell on his eyelashes, and his pursed lips became moist.

"Tell me, what is liking and what is disliking?"

Spinita frowned and chattered.

"If you like me, why do you shoot? If you hate me, why don't you beat me?"

Gin's eyes fell calmly. At such a moment, TopKiller suddenly wanted to open Spinita's mouth and let him reveal his little secret to the public.

But why is he so caring?

Gin had no expression on his face, and simply stuffed the newly lit cigarette into his mouth.

Takigawa Yuichi caught off guard and took a breath, choking for a long time.

Qin Jiu sneered, and took the sniper rifle from his hand.

Six hundred yards away, a shot to the head.

So in the apartment with romantic candles, the screaming woman also disappeared.

"The feathers haven't even grown yet, and I'm still thinking about how to fly." Qin Jiu said coldly, "I'm not allowed to watch your cartoons next time."

"I told you it's not a cartoon!"

Gin stopped, and his cold eyes suddenly fell: "The smell of freshener, where did you go?"

"..."

Takigawa Yuu paused, and just about to make up something, the stack of cards that was stuffed in his pocket fell down with a clatter.

Vodka came over to take a look: "Spinita, drop your things..."

They are all cards from custom shops, and most of the personal information of the cowherd is printed on them.

Gin glanced casually, and grabbed someone who wanted to run away.

"You're going to this kind of place to ask for leave with me." Gin laughed coldly, "Spinita, being cheated on your relationship will affect your work."

"court death?"

"..."

Although this is not the case, it seems more reasonable to understand it this way.

Takigawa Yuichi suddenly realized that he didn't know where Gin was angry.

He even picked the most beautiful one on the ground and asked naively:

"Then I invite you to come with me next time?"

In the silence, Vodka's heart was ashamed.

To be killed, to be killed.

Vodka recited this sentence silently in his heart, praying that his elder brother would be lighter when he strikes later.

But unexpectedly, Gin just took the card out of Spinita's hand.

"Not interested in."

Gin replied indifferently, and glanced at Spinita's gloves.

"Also, don't touch dirty things next time."