"Have it?"
Uehara Katsumi raised his eyebrows in disbelief, reached into his pocket and took out the box of chewing gum. He opened the lid and fiddled with two pieces at random before throwing them on the interrogation table——
He clapped his right palm with his left hand, and the two chewing gums spinning in his palm drew a perfect parabola in the air and flew into his mouth: "Okay, let's forget it."
"Ms. Sato Miwako, what are you doing? Why are you just watching?"
Seeing that the man couldn't get through here, he was only left with a set of rose-red underwear, and even his short boots were forced to be taken off. Belmod stepped barefoot on the floor of the interrogation room and looked sideways at the man who had been standing by and watching. The policewoman said, "Even if I really committed a crime, Katsumi Uehara's behavior should also violate the police code, right?"
"..."
Sato Miwako, who wanted to answer, saw her partner who also turned to look at her before she could say anything. After hesitating for a while, she bent down to pick up the pair of camel short boots and put them with the clothes on the table. They hugged each other: "I'm sorry, Miss Chris, I'm just a police officer. He is a police officer and has a higher rank than me."
"?"
"I will write this matter in the report and leave it to the superiors, but now, here, he is the one who has the final say."
The left hand behind her back quietly raised her middle finger to Katsuki Uehara. Miwako Sato, who showed no signs of any abnormality, nodded to Bermod, who had a look of astonishment in her eyes, and hugged her clothes and shoes. Sock walked out of the interrogation room——
In the huge room, there was only a tied up beautiful star and a policeman who was admiring her with an artistic eye.
"Thank you for Japan's workplace system where there is a clear distinction between superiors and subordinates. I love it."
Uehara Katsuki couldn't hide his smile as he had the middle finger in his sight. He blew a bubble proudly and adjusted his sitting posture. He crossed his legs and tilted his head slightly to look at the expressionless Bermod: "Finally, At least today I love it."
"You really broke my stereotype of a Japanese policeman."
The woman glanced at the box of chewing gum on the table: "Do you have any cigarettes?"
"Smoking less is not good for your health."
"So, is this the warmth card now?" Belmode, whose request was not met, sighed, and there was a trace of disappointment on his delicate face that I could only see in pity.
"No, it's just a piece of advice. The last person I knew who liked to smoke had lung cancer."
"Really? I don't know. Who is he?"
"Constantine."
Katsuki Uehara chewed gum: "John Constantine."
"...So who are you?"
Belmode looked at him amusedly: "Clark Kent? Or Bruce Wayne? It can't be Diana, right?"
"Don't tell me, I actually dreamed about Wonder Woman in my dream, and it was with Catwoman." The man's right index finger resting on the table kept tapping the table with a comfortable look: "Do you want to try it? "
"If you can convince Miss Miwako Sato, I have no problem with it." Bellmode, who has experienced great storms, directly turned against the guest and even puffed out his chest symbolically.
The feeling of rippling blue waves completely occupied Katsuki Uehara's eyes for a moment.
"I have an opinion, and I'm afraid of death."
Katsuki Uehara sneered and tapped his index finger on the table: "How about this, Miss Chris, I won't ask you about the purpose of gin, you just need to tell me about one person, how about that?"
"who?"
"Oikawa Kunihiko."
The moment he said this name, Katsuki Uehara's eyes were firmly fixed on Belmode's face, and the latter was obviously stunned for about half a second——
"I see, is this your real purpose in getting rid of Sato Miwako?"
Belmode, who understood instantly, smiled: "Believe me, you don't want to know the truth."
"Then there's nothing to talk about?" Katsuki Uehara narrowed his eyes slightly.
The hand has already placed the revolver on the table.
"Not really."
Belmod curled his lips: "Just like the Japanese Public Security Bureau dispatches undercover agents into the organization, our organization will also instigate rebellion and bribe members of the Japanese Public Security Bureau. Although those people are not high-ranking, they are still considered nails.
"One day, the intelligence department of the organization received a message from the police insider who met daily, saying that an insider had entered the organization again. But we didn't gain anything at all at that time——
"Until Calvados accidentally saw this magazine in Italy because of a mission."
"…………"
"To be honest, the Japanese police have done a perfect job. The insiders we bribed are not high-level, so we can't know the true identity of the undercover. If it weren't for that magazine, I'm afraid Oikawa Kunihiko... Oh, by the way, that's it. I have to thank you."
Belmod raised his eyebrows and met the man's deep eyes without fear: "I just don't know whether it was your idea to take magazine photos or his idea?
"I think it was your idea. After all, you were short of money at the time. According to the data, you used this start-up capital to make a fortune in the European Cup."
"Sounds like he was supposed to...die a miserable death?"
Uehara Katsuki was chewing gum and spinning the revolver. His voice sounded like he was sighing, which made Bermod very curious: "I thought you wanted to avenge him."
"With his character, he would be lucky if he didn't come back to kill me. You really think too much about revenge for him."
After spreading his hands, he stretched his waist in a comfortable manner, and the man shook his toes: "So, where is the real Miyano Shiho?"
"Who knows."
Belmode, who smelled something amiss almost instantly, stopped the explanation that was about to pour out of his mouth.
When it comes to Shirley, too much is said.
"...It looks like you really plan to sit here with me all day."
Seeing that the cliché didn't work, Katsuki Uehara bared his teeth and said, "I just don't know if your body can bear it."
"If it lasts a whole day, then I think you might be admitted to the hospital sooner." Belmode raised his head and said in a tone that was not at all weak, "Besides, I don't think you can last a whole day."
"Are you picking-"
"Wait a minute, Counselor! Hey, Section Chief?! Wait a minute!!!"
Before Katsuki Uehara finished speaking, the door of the interrogation room was pushed open——
Miwako Sato's anxious voice clearly reached the man's ears as the door opened wide.
Counselor Uno Tadayoshi of the Criminal Department and Section 1 Chief Wada Saburo, who looked as embarrassed as Sato Miwako and Megure Jusan, appeared in front of Uehara Katsumi's sight.
"Since the other people are not qualified, then I, the counselor, come to ask for someone in person, am I qualified?"
With a gloomy face, Uno Tadayoshi turned his head and glanced at Saburo Wada who was following behind him and couldn't say a word, and then his eyes fell on Katsuki Uehara without even looking at Bermod: "Officer Uehara, I heard You caught the criminal impersonating Miyano Shiho, right?"
"Counselor Uno..."
Uehara Katsuki frowned slightly and glanced behind him——
With helpless expressions, Megure Jusan and Sato Miwako were frantically making zipper seals and waving hand gestures at him, while the section chief, Wada Saburo, stood quietly beside Uno Tadayoshi with a low eyebrow. It fits the image of a veteran who is about to retire, and has completely lost the power he showed when facing vodka.
"Officer Uehara, the police are looking for someone. I need to take the prisoner away for a secret examination. Is that okay?"
"…………"
Not knowing what he thought of, Uehara Katsuki turned to look at Belmod, who was smiling and making lip-syncs for him——
[Thanks to Japan’s workplace system where superiors and subordinates are clearly distinguished. I love it, honey. 】
