The cafe quickly returned to calm, and the men from the Metropolitan Police Department hurriedly left with several people involved in the attempted crime.
"Then I'll take my leave first." As soon as Shiratori left, Asakura waved his hand and walked out of the coffee shop.
Toru Amuro stared at his leaving figure. When he saw Asakura walking around the corner and disappearing from his sight, he quickly took out the tissue from his pocket, spread it out, and checked the contents.
On the tissue paper, there is only one name——
"Kobayashi Sumiko"
the name.
In line with the principle of rather catching a mistake than letting it go, Toru Amuro decided to have someone go and investigate.
After writing down the content, he folded the note and put it back as it was, preparing to hand it to Officer Shiratori who would come here later.
Of course, Toru Amuro could use public security matters as a reason not to fulfill his promise to Asakura Makoto, but in this incident, Asakura Makoto reminded him that he stopped an attempted murder...
And when another deceased died unexpectedly, just like Asakura Makoto doubted whether there would be his assassination target at first, Amuro Toru's reaction was whether Asakura Makoto had received a murder commission from the organization.
However, when he looked over, he found that Asakura's face was full of surprise and astonishment. He didn't look like a killer who personally took people's lives.
Putting these two things together, plus the information he went to investigate about Asakura Makoto's past, he was now mostly convinced that Asakura Makoto had something unspeakable in his heart.
Maybe he does have the possibility of instigating rebellion, Toru Amuro thought.
And in this case, helping him deliver a note, something that can bring the relationship closer, is certainly worth doing.
"Amuro-kun, let's clean up together. Today's work ends here."
The store manager's expression was not very good, but when facing the clerk, he still managed to cheer up and said with a smile that was no different from crying.
Where deaths occur, it is foreseeable that the future customer flow will be very low. If nothing happens, the only option waiting for the store manager is to close the store.
Amuro clearly knew what kind of situation the store manager would encounter, but he didn't have any effective solution to it. He could only say sorry silently in his heart, and then walked forward and packed up the store with other store employees. Tables and chairs.
After about ten minutes, the store manager closed the store door and the clerks dispersed.
Toru Amuro stood in front of the closed door of the cafe, raising his legs and about to leave. However, he only took one step forward, and his right hand unconsciously reached for the note in his pocket waiting to be handed over to Shiratori...
At this time, he didn't want to guess whether Asakura really meant it or not. He just felt that the sun shining on his face was very dazzling and it was extremely hot on his body.
"This guy!" Toru Amuro cursed secretly. He had to wait here for Shiratori until he came back.
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On the other side, Asakura Makoto was walking on the road in the parking lot, holding two glasses of lemon soda he just bought in his hands. The water vapor on the cold cups condensed into dense water droplets.
He stopped in front of a car, took out the key with one hand and opened the door. Then he did not sit on it, but pushed the door as far as possible and stood by the door opening, holding a glass of soda in each hand.
"You've been following me for so long. If you don't come out again, the soda won't be cold."
Asakura looked towards the load-bearing pillars of the parking lot, picked up the soda in his hand and shook it.
After a moment of silence, a man appeared from behind the pillar. It was Matsuda Jinpei who had left earlier.
"Here, it's for you." Asakura raised his right hand flat, holding the soda without a straw in it, waiting for him to come and get it.
Matsuda Jinpei stared at it for a while, and this reaction was a little different from what he imagined.
If the personnel of the organization discover that a stranger is following them, it is obviously impossible for them to have their hands occupied by things. This behavior will only make them passive in a sudden encounter.
It's just that Matsuda Jinpei didn't come to start a war.
Matsuda walked up to Asakura Makoto step by step. After a moment of silence, he reached out and took the glass of lemonade full of water.
Then, Asakura Zhen bit down on the straw and took a sip of the soda in his hand, and the hand he gave out naturally dropped to his side.
Faced with this situation, he was confused and didn't know what to say. Matsuda stiffly imitated Asakura's behavior and subconsciously picked up the straw and inserted it into the cup.
And when he made this move, a pistol was already aimed at his chest.
At that moment, Asakura's lowered right hand conveniently touched the handle of the gun, and while Matsuda inserted the straw, he pulled it out and took aim.
"Sir, could you please tell me what you want to do by following me?"
In this sudden change, Matsuda Jinpei held the cup in one hand and the straw in the other. It was me who was passive.
"I want to join your organization."
However, he did not panic. After an imperceptible pause, he held the soda with his left hand, pushed his sunglasses to his forehead with his right hand to cover his messy natural curly hair, and said this in front of the gun.
"You know a lot about my organization." Asakura put the soda in the car, and the slight smile on his face turned cold. "Police officer, do you think I will believe it?"
"I think you can't help but believe it."
Matsuda Jinpei's bad-tempered face, at this moment, really has the temperament of an old man who has been involved in the underworld.
"Brandy, he asked me to join the organization."
"Brandy?" Asakura asked, "Evidence?"
"You can ask yourself."
Although Matsuda Jinpei's actions at the moment were not in line with what Brandy had told him at the beginning, it was essentially Brandy who asked him to join the organization, so even if the person in front of him asked, he would not get an answer that was contrary to Matsuda's intention.
Moreover, following this journey, Matsuda Jinpei felt that the person in front of him was probably not the boss of the organization. In theory, the boss would not go to a street cafe to eat snacks, nor would he be alone. Waiting in line to buy lemonade.
It is the normal behavior of those who hold power to shout in front and support each other. For such a small thing, just shouting to your subordinates while sitting in the car is enough.
"Um......"
Asakura was silent for two seconds. OK, he had finished asking about the brandy.
"Really? What's the most noticeable thing when you first see brandy?" he asked suddenly.
Matsuda Jinpei briefly recalled this question and asked what was the first thing that impressed him the most about the brandy. He answered with some uncertainty: "Mask?"
Upon hearing this answer, Asakura put away his gun.
"bingo."
"But why did you come to me? If Brandy invited you to join the organization, he wouldn't let you wander outside like this, right?" He picked up the soda and took a sip, sat in the driver's seat, and asked again.
"In fact, this is a test for me. Contact with members of the organization and entering the organization through his channels is a test of my reconnaissance ability." Matsuda Jinpei gave a reasonable explanation, "Obviously, that Brandy I don’t want an ordinary subordinate.”
"This is indeed in line with his character."
In Asakura's memory, he probably didn't say that, but since Matsuda brought it up himself, it's not a bad thing, so let's just go with the flow.
