Why should I clean up

"I never said I was a policeman."

In the conversation room, Takigawa Yu glanced at the recorder on the side, and calmly answered the question from Mu Shisan, the boss at the other table.

"It was the suspect who made the first move, so I made a proper counterattack. As for the case that I was involved in last year shown in your system..."

Takikawa Yuu paused.

"I have no idea."

[Sakurauchi Yuma] Yuichi Takigawa was not ignorant of the news that this guy opened a black clinic and was arrested once and then absconded, but what he didn't expect was that the organization didn't clean up for him.

Is it reasonable, is it reasonable?

But fortunately, after the real Sakurauchi Yuma died, the undercover he sent to the police modified the basic information about [Sakurauchi Yuma] in the police system.

Otherwise, the two faces will not match, and things will seem to become more troublesome.

Thinking of this, Takigawa Yu glanced at his subordinate behind Mu Musan who was constantly wiping his sweat.

"We will confirm this matter with the police in Nagano." Megure Police Department looked at the information in his hand and said, turning his face to the man behind him suspiciously, "Are you hot, Muto?"

Muto Sohide: "..."

Sohide Muto: "I wore a few more pieces today."

The man had a straight face, and his stern facial features regrouped into a serious expression.

That's right, he has to maintain the basic qualities of an undercover agent, and he can't lose them from the port mafia... Wait, cadre Takikawa is here!

What to do, what does this look mean.

Do you mean to kill this group of policemen and let him out?

Heh, Muto and Suzuki are not the same traitor plus waste, as long as it is the order of Master Takikawa, even if he is tied with a bomb...

The mobile phone on the table vibrated suddenly, Mu Mu Shisan's expression sank after answering the call.

"I'll go out first." He stood up and told Muto who was behind him, "Brother Muto, please stay here."

The door of the conversation room was gently closed, Sudeng Hidetada, who was entrusted with a heavy responsibility, glanced at the surveillance camera on the ceiling in the corner, and hesitated for a while.

It's all one-way glass here, and if he turns off the monitoring device, people outside may immediately become suspicious.

How to send him out while ensuring the safety of Officer Takikawa?

Muto Munehide thought carefully for a few seconds.

Okay, let's go to bombs/bombs, for the sake of Takikawa cadre, he will blow up these policemen to the sky!

"Don't shake around." Takigawa Yuu twirled the pen in his hand, and loosened the corners of his tightly pursed lips with a headache.

Muto Zongxiu was taken aback for a moment, and his already tense back straightened a bit: "Hold, I'm sorry."

Takigawa Yuichi asked in doubt, "Huh?" He raised his eyes, rested his chin lazily on the back of his hand, and thoughtfully looked at the other person from head to toe: "Have you always been so nervous?"

He clearly remembered that when Muto was selected, this guy calmly and calmly sent an enemy team into hell with just a few traps.

——then enthusiastically packed a sack of corpses and came to him to ask for credit.

A person with supernatural abilities, with clean methods, and the evil of the mafia in his bones.

It's a pity to send such a talent undercover.

But because the other party asked for it on his own initiative, Takigawa Yuichi still agreed.

"No." Muto Sohide replied seriously, "I'm excited."

Yuichi Takigawa: "..."

There was a gunshot outside the police station, and someone sounded the siren amidst the chaos.

Mutohide put his handkerchief in his pocket, and after receiving the young man's gaze, he walked towards the door of the conversation room as if nothing had happened.

The moment the door lock was opened, Takigawa Yuichi stood up, and violently pressed his head against the wall.

Is it going to be too heavy handed?

After all, he is also a talent, but he was stupid...

What is this, a happy smile?

Takigawa Yuu frowned, and decided to transfer him back to the port mafia headquarters in the future.

The work of the police department must have ruined the mental health of his precious subordinates.

Thinking so, Takigawa Yuichi swaggered out of the alley after throwing off the police who were chasing him. He hummed happily and sent a text message to Vodka thoughtfully.

[Slipped, thank you. ——Spinita]

There was a slight sound in the air, Takigawa Yuichi had just taken a few steps when he found Gin holding Vodka's mobile phone, leaning against the black Porsche and staring at him motionlessly.

The night was dark, and from the eyes under the brim of the hat that were darker than usual, Gin Jiu's mood was extremely bad now.

It's too early to say "thank you".

Takigawa Yuichi's eyes moved slowly, and found that the vodka on the other end was giving him wild winks.

I was afraid that Spinnetta would turn around and run away, and the fear made Vodka not even need the sunglasses on his body.

Takigawa Yuichi thought about it, and reluctantly walked over.

Seeing through the children's intentions, Gin smiled mockingly.

"Now you know you're afraid?"

Takigawa Yuichi opened the car door: "I'm not afraid, but Vodka looks more scared."

Gin didn't intend to continue this topic. He watched Spinnetta obediently climb into the back seat, and even fastened his seat belt on a rare occasion, his dark green eyes narrowed.

"Why didn't you ask me where I went to play?" Probably because the atmosphere was getting colder and colder, Takigawa Yuichi leaned on the car window to blow the wind for a while, then shrank back curiously.

Gin didn't speak, but just glanced at his dirty cuffs indifferently.

It seems to have crawled somewhere.

"Not interested." Qin Jiu retracted his gaze and said indifferently.

[Boss has been a little strange lately—Bermode]

There was such a short email on the bright screen, but the meaning contained in it made Gin not help frowning.

Since the assessment was forced to be interrupted, the boss's way of speaking has indeed become more active.

[I will go to the manor tomorrow to see]

Gin replied, suddenly smelling the fragrance of Spinita.

"With Bourbon?" Gin asked.

"We were together at first." Takigawa Yu replied without looking back, "It's a pity that we encountered a robbery later."

Qin Jiu sneered, pinched the back of his neck and pulled him closer: "How did you get the sleeves?"

Takigawa Yuichi looked at him inexplicably: "Aren't you not interested?"

For the umpteenth time, Vodka wished that Spinnetta was simply dumb.

"Ah, that's right." Takigawa Yuichi thought, "Aren't we going to pick up Chianti? It was Chianti who fired the shot just now."

"No." Gin replied, looking down at him, "Spinita, my patience is limited, don't change the subject."

"It's just the ventilation pipe, I didn't intend to fight at first." Takigawa Yuichi twitched the corner of his lower lip, "Why are you angry? Don't you like bourbon?"

When the young man said this, he seemed to have given up struggling, and simply put his whole body weight backwards on Gin's arm.

His laid-back attitude made Gin sneer contemptuously.

"I should ask you this sentence, why do you think I like Bourbon?"

Oh, he will.

But is it fair to say?

Takigawa Yuichi looked at the vodka in the rearview mirror suspiciously.

"I feel like you want to strangle me to death." Takigawa Yu glanced at his hand and said flatly.

When he said this, he suddenly realized: "So that's the case, you fired the gun just now."

Even after get off work hours, Gin really deserves to be a model worker.

But why did Gin come here to scoop him up?Obviously he asked about vodka.

Takigawa Yuu thought for a while, and a thought suddenly flashed in his mind.

"Well, then you don't like Bourbon." He compromised, paused within two seconds, and looked at the other party with those innocent eyes, "You like me?"

This sentence was like a flash of lightning in the sky, and the vodka almost hit the mailbox on the side of the road.

In the atmosphere so quiet that ice could form, the emotion in TopKiller's eyes suddenly fell silent.

Qin Jiu sneered: "Looking for death again?"

Takikawa Yuichi breathed a sigh of relief.

The moment Gin let go of his hand, he exerted force on his abdomen and sat up lightly: "Ley?"

The gin was lukewarm: "Go away."

Takigawa Yuichi squeezed his chin: "Understood, it's vodka."

He was answered by a bullet from Bo/Le/Ta.

"You are so irritable." Takigawa Yuichi condemned righteously, "I am just curious about what kind of person you will fall in love with."

Gin had no expression on his face: "I don't play that kind of child's game."

"it's a pity."

Takigawa Yuichi regretfully leaned back to the window.

Obviously, Gin seems to have a lot of experience.

"I don't know what liking is. I wanted you to teach me."

The child played with the phone nonchalantly, but the side face kissed by the wind looked pitifully soft.

Gin didn't bother to talk to him.

Spinnetta is the type that grows more lawless the more indulgent it is.

Knowing this, he simply dragged Spinita into the bathroom when the door of the base opened.

"Wash it clean." Gin frowned, expressing his disgust relentlessly to the eyes staring at him, "You smell like bourbon all over you."

"I think something is wrong."

In the file room, Takigawa Yuichi seriously stretched out his sleeves in front of Ango Sakaguchi.

"Does it smell?"

Ango Sakaguchi paused: "Are you smoking?"

Takigawa Yuichi was heartbroken: "For the time being, I have no plans to speed up coughing and coughing to death."

"The point is not this, the point is does this affect you?"

Ango Sakaguchi pushed down his glasses.

"You seem to have misunderstood me, Takikawa." Sakaguchi Ango replied seriously, "I'm not a pervert, why should I care what smell you have?"

"Right." Takigawa Yuichi's face became a little more confused, "But Gin said that I smell of bourbon, so let me wash it off."

……Oops.

It turned out to be the problem.

Ango Sakaguchi broke the pen again with his bare hands.

Takigawa Yu glanced at his ink-stained report: "Why are you nervous?"

Ango Sakaguchi pretended to be calm: "There is so much work to do."

Takigawa Yuichi casually took the documents he put aside.

They are all files that have not been recorded in the computer, and a few files are quickly extracted from them.

"These two are undercover agents. If these three are dead, this one will die later."

Ango Sakaguchi: "...Why later?"

Takigawa Yuichi raised his eyelids lazily: "I have touched something that shouldn't be touched, and I have already asked Yumeno to deal with it."

"For Sister Hongye's sake, this guy should be able to leave a whole body."

No, what kind of horror speech is this!

Ango Sakaguchi rubbed his forehead, and sighed: "I suggest you ask Dazai and the others about the question just now."

Takigawa Yuichi: "You know you are too guilty to look at me now, right?"

Ango Sakaguchi: "I squinted."

Takigawa Yuichi: "When did it happen?"

Ango Sakaguchi: "Just now."

Yuichi Takigawa: "..."

Seeing that the other party didn't speak, Ango Sakaguchi moved his eyes back again.

Yuichi Takigawa: "A medical miracle?"

Ango Sakaguchi: "The human body's self-healing ability is very strong, so don't underestimate him."

...How could it be his fault.

Takikawa Yu pursed his lips and was about to speak, but his voice was interrupted by Ango Sakaguchi.

"To be honest, although I really don't want to admit it, Dazai is indeed a little smarter than me." Ango Sakaguchi said, the eyes behind his glasses met him directly, "So he must be able to answer your question."

Takigawa Yuichi was stabbed in the back.

Dazai is also a little smarter than him.

Of course, it is impossible for Takigawa Yuichi to admit this.

Ango is worthy of being Ango.

"Okay." Takigawa Yuichi stood up, "I see."

The moment the archive room door was closed, the entire room returned to silence.

Ango Sakaguchi took out his pen again, and carefully checked the few documents that Takikawa picked out just now.

……it is true.

There are so many people in the port mafia, Takikawa probably remembers all their background information.

Thinking of this, Ango Sakaguchi, who was an undercover agent of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, froze suddenly.

Then his vest is also exposed?

Why didn't Takigawa expose him?

Ango Sakaguchi, who vaguely knew the answer, suddenly felt a subtle sense of guilt.

He took out his phone and sent a text message to Takikawa.

【Wait, don't go to Dazai】

In the corridor, Takigawa Yu glanced at the screen.

【late】

he replied.

Ango Sakaguchi:【Have you met them? 】

Yuichi Takigawa: 【Hmm】

Ango Sakaguchi: 【And then? 】

How come and then.

Takigawa Yuichi raised his head and asked Dazai Osamu whose smile disappeared: "Are you angry?"

Osamu Dazai put his hands in his pockets, his voice was gentle, but his eyes were shiveringly cold: "No."

After a few seconds of silence, Ango Sakaguchi received a reply.

[He said he was not angry]

【But I feel like he wants to strangle me too】

[Zhongyuan told me not to play with my phone]

[I said that Ango was sending me a message, obviously replying is more important]

【Okay, now Zhongyuan looks like he wants to strangle me too】

[Strange, is it popular among mafias recently? 】

[Obviously this way of killing is very inefficient, I decided to talk to them about this issue]

Ango Sakaguchi heard the sound of fighting in the corridor.

Don't even think about it, what Takikawa said was a fight.

[lost]

[I really still hate gravity, why is your ability not lost in the world]

The text message came to an abrupt end here, looking at the untyped "格" character, Sakaguchi Ango seemed to foresee the future where he would be beaten by Takikawa.

He got up and locked his file room.

That's about as good as a punch.

Any more and you're dead.