"..."
During this conversation, Uehara Katsumi and Odagiri Toshiro talked for a long time.
It took so long that when he came out of the conference room and returned to the third department office area, the clock hanging on the wall had already pointed to 12:30 noon.
At the moment when his stomach was already rumbling, Uehara Katsumi sat down on the chair, holding his cell phone, looking at the number with Odagiri Toshiro's name written in the address book, his thoughts were a little wandering.
Although it is not stated explicitly, it is obvious that the Tokyo police are indeed looking for moles.
Although the winery's series of activities in Tokyo are hidden, murders and arson are not uncommon. As the head of the Criminal Division of the Metropolitan Police Department, Odagiri Toshiro would notice that this group of people is normal.
"Gene Era"
But judging from the current situation, it seems that he has already found some people?
The man who was thinking subconsciously put his hand into his pocket, poured out two pieces of chewing gum and flew it into his mouth to chew. His previous suspect subconsciously appeared in his mind - the Goto Police Department on the side of the fire suspect.
If you want to talk about suspicion, this person is indeed the biggest.
But considering that Odagiri Toshiro is so cautious, he must have investigated the Goto Police Department thoroughly after this incident happened.
It's hard to say that he didn't leave the office deliberately to alert others.
Do you want to see the reaction of those moles who have been discovered?
Or do you just want to remind me to pay attention to safety?
The ballpoint pen rotated back and forth between his five fingers, and Uehara Katsumi fell into deep thought as his eyes fell on the screen of his mobile phone.
……………………………………………………
"What's going on? It's your decision."
Rice flower town, on the street.
The eye-catching antique car Porsche 356A was driving slowly on the street. In the passenger seat, the blond man with a cigarette in his mouth raised a sneer.
"Is this really the only option, Gin?"
On the phone, a female voice with obvious suppressed urgency came from the other end of the signal.
"Don't waste time, Miyano Akemi."
Lighting the cigarette ashes casually, Gin's ferocious wolf-like eyes stared at the building marked "Siling Bank" not far from the window: "This is your mission. If you can complete it, then the organization will allow you Take your sister and leave the organization."
"But you just bombed the bar. The men I had recruited in advance were also there, and now they are all killed by you."
"That idiot Tequila has been exposed. This is the quickest way to avoid those annoying flies."
Gin, who was biting his cigarette holder, smiled so coldly: "Remember, you only have one month."
"But--"
The sound stopped suddenly, the call was suddenly hung up.
The black Porsche 356A slowly drove past the gate of Mitsubishi Bank. Gin, who was sitting in the passenger seat with his hat lowered, sneered and threw the disposable mobile phone on the back seat.
"Brother, what if she really grabs one billion yen for the organization?"
In the driver's seat, Vodka, who had not spoken before for fear of disturbing the boss's thinking, asked: "Also, although they have lost contact over the years, if she gets in touch with him again because of this matter, what will happen to the billions of couples?" It should be a piece of cake for him.”
"It's only one billion, unless she can really call him over, in which case it would be just what I want."
Speaking of this, Gin seemed to have the man's figure reappearing in front of his eyes, and his eyes gradually became gloomy: "People are optimistic about Shirley. Her existence has a great effect on the organization's drug research. In addition, where is Belmod?"
"Uh, I don't know."
A few drops of cold sweat broke out on Vodka's temples when asked about it: "She has been so mysterious since yesterday that she doesn't know what she is doing. I asked her and she didn't tell me. She just said it was a secret."
As the most favored woman by the Lord, Vodka did not have the courage to put a gun to Belmod's head like his boss Gin, to make her give up her disgusting secret style.
In fact, he knew it very well.
Even if the eldest brother Gin takes action in person, the Thousand-Faced Witch in the organization will not really explain everything honestly. At most, she will give up a reason to come out and do something about it.
"Let her keep an eye on the American side, and forget about the rest."
As if he had expected it, Gin put out the half-burned cigarette and said with a cold gaze, "That woman's target is just Miyano Akemi."
"Okay, I understand, brother."
Vodka, who slowly drove towards the stronghold, nodded in agreement: "However, if we take action against Miyano Akemi, will he really show up?"
"It depends on when Miyano Akemi will notify him."
The car slowly stopped at the door of a single-family villa outside a remote suburb. Gin, a blond-haired man, got out of the car. He looked at the nameplate outside the villa and at some point he grabbed a gun with his left hand.
"There is only one fate for those who already have a rebellious heart, no matter who they are."
Indifferent words, startled screams——
The party of the God of Death was staged amidst the blazing fire. Gin, who was wearing a long black trench coat, pressed the brim of his black top hat and stepped out on corpses——
The noisy wind and waves blew his long golden hair, and his unhurried pace complemented the blazing flames behind him.
Inside Mitsubishi Bank.
The woman who returned from the toilet adjusted her uneasy mood and put on a smile again to greet the customers who were queuing up——
"I'm sorry to keep you waiting. Who are you - Uehara Police Department?"
"Huh? You know me?"
Katsuki Uehara, who was about to change his bankbook, was stunned. He looked at the woman in front of him and tried hard to search for the impression in his memory——
The answer is no impression.
"Yes, I once met you from a distance, when I was at the Metropolitan Police Department." The smile on Miyano Akemi's face suddenly became more sincere: "My name is Hirota Masami, and I was once summoned to the Metropolitan Police Department. Go and ask."
"Hirota Masami?"
Katsuki Uehara was stunned: "Are you Hirota Masami?"
Where is this badge?
Subconsciously glancing at the place where this woman should be wearing her breastplate, Uehara Katsumi felt a little strange.
"Yes, what business do you need to handle from the Uehara Police Department?"
"Change a passbook, the bonus is too much."
Katsuki Uehara, who didn't know what he was thinking, handed over the bankbook in his hand.
"Okay, please wait a moment."
"..."
Watching the busy movements of the woman in front of him, Katsuki Uehara narrowed his eyes slightly and didn't know what to say for a moment.
If I remember correctly, she worked in this bank just for the purpose of robbing one billion yuan?
She was so naive that she thought that if she really robbed a billion-dollar winery, she and her sister would be let go. For this reason, she didn’t call her boyfriend Shuichi Akai...
Uehara Katsumi felt that if Miyano Akemi had sent the farewell email to Akai Shuichi earlier, she might not have to die.
Didn’t you see that Akai Hidekazu was in the United States and rushed back to Japan immediately after receiving the email?
