Theoretically speaking, there is no need for Shiratori Rensaburo to do this.
The winery did indeed go too far this time, but the main target was still the Metropolitan Police Department. It was sheer unlucky reason why he ended up in the hospital. He happened to be nearby on the night of the explosion.
Although it is impossible to see the whole picture, based on the strength currently displayed by the winery, no one can blame Shiratori if he chooses to expose it and continue to be a policeman with only minor injuries.
After all, there is no way you can be a detective without getting hurt.
But now Shiratori has chosen the most difficult and dangerous path - to track down the winery.
It was said that he wanted to avenge himself because he was bombed into the hospital, but in fact, there was no intention of using the Shiratori Foundation behind him to endorse Katsumi Uehara.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see the change in Katsumi Uehara's attitude before and after the death of his best friend.
"In the words of my family, I am born with an excessive sense of justice. Otherwise, I would not be a police officer, so you don't need to take this matter to heart."
Shiratori, who imitated Uehara Katsumi, wiped the apple, lowered his head, took a bite, and said with a smile, "I'm just helping you by the way, Uehara."
As a son of a chaebol, Shiratori, who is naturally familiar with "Emotional Intelligence", will naturally not assume a condescending posture of giving alms. In the matter of Sato Miwako, the two of them competed fairly. If they lose, they lose. He has nothing to say.
What's more, Katsumi Uehara is indeed his friend.
Although this dog man sometimes has a cunning and bad personality, I have to say that he really can't get enough of it. Whether it's as a fellow police officer or as a love rival.
"Don't worry, I'm measured."
Uehara Katsuki, who was chewing the pulp, raised his eyebrows, put his arm around his girlfriend's shoulders, and directly changed the topic: "I am a family man now."
White Bird: "..."
Fuck!
He really shouldn't have helped this bitch!
Why do you want to open this mouth?
Miwako Sato who was on the side obviously noticed her boyfriend's abrupt change of topic, and didn't say anything more. She just rolled her eyes at him angrily.
Who are you, do you love to show off so much?
That is to say, she has long been accustomed to Uehara Katsumi's behavior, otherwise she might not be sure of this man's approach——
"Ring ring ring!"
The two of them were exchanging affectionate glances, when Shiratori Rensaburo's cell phone placed by the bedside suddenly rang, abruptly interrupting the communication between Uehara and Sato.
Shiratiao's mood suddenly changed when he saw the note: "Hello? Dad?
"What? The Nagato family?
"okay, I get it."
The exchange between father and son was very brief, so brief that Katsumi Uehara and Miwako Sato had no time to go out to avoid suspicion.
Shiratiao, who noticed the actions of the two people after hanging up the phone, smiled: "Okay, it's not a big deal, it's just that my dad asked me to help deliver a gift."
"Gift?"
"Ah, do you know about the Nagato Group? My family has a good relationship with his family. It happens to be the 60th birthday of Nagato Hall in a few days. My dad can't leave, and I can't return to work immediately after I am discharged from the hospital. Why don't you just let me go? Sending congratulatory gifts.”
Shiratori shrugged, threw the phone back on the bed, and sighed helplessly: "To be honest, I don't know the people of the Nagato family very well at all. We are only just acquaintances. I'm afraid I will be bored all night again."
"...Why does this name sound so familiar to me?" Katsuki Uehara looked a little strange when he heard this.
Sato Miwako nodded: "The woman named Hinata Yuki in the cake shop before seems to be from the Nagato Group, right? Or is she the chairman's secretary?"
"Hinata Yuki? Have you seen him?"
Now it was Shiratori Rensaburo's turn to be stunned: "President Nagato's secretary is indeed named Hinata Yuki. If I remember correctly, she will marry into the Nagato family soon. Do you know her?"
"The cake shop, Katsumi and I met when we were making cookies there. She seemed to come to see the customized cakes, then she took a phone call and left in a hurry."
Miwako, who thought of this, explained: "Katsuki also collected a business card from her and was wearing a light green ladies suit."
After hearing this, Uehara Katsumi was stunned for a moment, and then he subconsciously put his hand into his pocket. He immediately took out the business card with Hinata Yuki's name on it, and then looked at his girlfriend who had a normal look on his face with a strange expression.
Good guy, this memory is so clear, I even remember what I was wearing.
"What? Is there something on my face?" Sato Miwako raised her eyebrows after understanding the meaning of her boyfriend's eyes.
Uehara Katsuki's head suddenly shook like a rattle: "No, I just think Miwako you have a really good memory."
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"Thanks for the compliment."
Tokyo, airport.
The blond young man dragging a suitcase lowered the brim of his blue baseball cap and followed a tall figure in a black suit: "There are not many people with ability and background in the organization. Remember you are normal. ,Ireland."
"But I don't remember when I saw you, Bourbon." Ireland, who personally came to pick him up at the airport, threw all his things into the back seat of a black Mercedes-Benz, opened the driver's seat and got in.
"It's normal. I take orders from Rum. The operational tasks are not the same as yours."
The young man who stuffed his luggage into the trunk got into the passenger seat, crossed his legs naturally, leaned back on the seat and closed the door: "It's just that I met you secretly a few times when I was working with Belmod. , Belmode introduced you to me."
"It sounds like you are very familiar with Belmod." Ireland, who didn't know what he was thinking, started the car: "Rum asked you to come to Tokyo, how are you going to deal with the follow-up?"
"According to circumstances, no specific orders."
Turning to look at the city street scene whizzing by outside the window, Toru Amuro said calmly with a trace of nostalgia in his eyes: "Tell me what you think, Ireland."
"He entered the Metropolitan Police Department in disguise and looked for an opportunity to kill both Vodka and Uno Tadayoshi."
"..."
"What, can't it?" Ireland, who noticed the change in Bourbon's face, asked calmly.
"That's fine, if you're prepared to be arrested."
Toru Amuro didn't speak very straightforwardly, but his joking tone made Ireland a little worried: "To be honest, if possible, I would try to save the vodka as much as possible. Tadayoshi Uno doesn't care."
"I can do that, Bourbon."
Facing the confidants sent by Rum and the people who could go with Belmode, Ireland did not hide anything and revealed his plan in full: "I have even found the target. The former manager of the first search section is now the first search officer." Matsumoto Kiyonaga, who is temporarily acting as the class director.
"I'm not much different from him in stature, and I've researched the information pretty much. As long as you disguise yourself well, there won't be any problem using this identity to infiltrate."
"The risk of sneaking into the investigation is too high now. Gin has caused great losses to the organization this time. I came to Japan to clean up his mess, not to create risks."
Toru Amuro, who was swaying slightly on his toes, put his right hand on the window sill, and touched the window glass with his index finger. He said calmly: "I'll wait until I investigate the entire ins and outs of this matter first. The policeman named Katsumi Uehara is very important." The danger has forced Ginjiu to ask for help from the US military, do you think you are more cautious than Ginjiu?"
"How long will it take? If Vodka really rebels -"
"Vodka will not rebel. You should be lucky that Pisco walked quickly and had a keen sense of smell for gin, so he was sent away early. Otherwise, if a veteran figure of the organization was arrested, the impact would be comparable to that of vodka Too many have been arrested.”
Glancing at Ireland who was driving, Toru Amuro could not help but feel a pity in his heart when he mentioned this.
Pisco, who is older and more fearful of death than Bodega, is undoubtedly a better interrogation subject.
Ireland also fell silent after hearing this.
To be honest, he was quite grateful to Gin, the God of Organizational Killer, for this matter.
He regards Pisco as an adoptive father, who also regards him as his own son, and many years of love are here. Gin sent Pisco away in advance and transferred him to take over. Mingpai ensured that their department's rights in the Japanese branch would not be lost.
"Then what are we going to do?"
"No rush, you first call on Japan's secret power to try to guard against the Japanese public security."
"Japanese police? Same thing. What about the Metropolitan Police Department?"
As he raised his head, Toru Amuro raised a smile: "The Metropolitan Police Department doesn't matter, I'll just come. I'm just Katsumi Uehara, I'm not Gin."
"He has done so many murders that he no longer knows how to investigate."
ps: It’s so difficult to be resurrected. I finally recovered from the state of exhaustion and weakness.
Set up a small bowl~
(End of chapter)
