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Chapter 19
"The morning news is broadcast now. At 20:36 yesterday, a major traffic accident occurred near Ishigaki Mountain in our city..."
Port Mafia, cadre lounge.
Takigawa Yuichi lifted the book covering his face, and his vision was still a little blurry when he looked towards the source of the sound.
"Sorry." He sat up from the sofa and tugged at the windbreaker that slid off his shoulders, "I fell asleep."
"It doesn't matter." Ozaki Momiji smiled and reassured, "Anyway, we are just discussing the issue of Ogai-sama's travel companion next month."
Mori Owai's ability is a girl named Alice. He has a unique hobby in this area. When he has nothing to do, he takes the other party shopping, and even chooses a small foreign dress himself.
Takigawa Yuichi didn't understand, so he could only explain it with a pervert.
"It's just that I'm a little curious."
"Suddenly changing the plan is not like your previous style." Ozaki Momiji put down the teacup in his hand and said with a deep meaning, "Is it related to the number you asked me to investigate?"
"...That's right."
Yuichi Takigawa yawned and said indifferently, "I believe in Leo-kun's self-rescue ability - of course, it would be better if only one of them survived."
This intelligence leak reminded him that the Black Organization was much more terrifying than he expected.
The enemies must be eliminated before they grow up.
Takigawa Yuichi, who realized this at the time, flashed a lot of possibilities in his mind, and it was easy for him to use the ability to wipe out the opponent, but in this case, it would be too strange that only the six skeletons survived.
Yuichi Takigawa paused when he said this, lying on the back of the sofa, thinking of the dodged bomb.
"However, the main reason..."
Takigawa Yu lowered his chin and rolled his eyes leisurely.
"Since they all hit me on the head, I also have revenge."
...
"Really." Ozaki Momiji smiled helplessly after receiving the answer. "Next time, bring at least one more person. When they reported to me yesterday that your and Dazai's positions disappeared, Hirotsu was ready to bring someone to support."
Both vehicles had crashed into the cliff by the time the port mafia group had been left at the warehouse arrived. Takigawa Yuichi stood at the broken guardrail with a Dazai crouching at his feet.
The teenager turned around when he heard the call behind him, he blinked in confusion under the light of the headlights, and then showed a super invincible gentle smile.
【"Thanks for your hard work."】
——Of course, such a scene was described by one of Ozaki Hongye’s subordinates who participated in this operation.
Dazai blinked and heard Ozaki Momiji's implication: "What, it was Yuichi who asked me to step on the accelerator."
Zhongyuan Zhong also grasped the point and raised his head suspiciously: "You can drive?"
Dazai: "Oda Saku let me drive once before."
Zhongyuan Zhongye: "And then what?"
Dazai: "Then he vomited and said he must keep me away from the steering wheel next time."
Zhongyuan Zhong was also silent, and he could almost imagine the terrifying picture of the other party laughing, "Hahahaha Odasaku! Let me show you my driving skills".
Ozaki Momiji was not very surprised by this, she shook the fan in her hand, covering most of her face: "After all, only Yuichi among you is old enough to get a driver's license."
Takigawa Yu couldn't smile.
He silently put the book he just took off and put it back on his face in an attempt to deceive himself.
The TV opposite the sofa was still broadcasting the news, in addition to that, in the empty lounge, only the chirping of sparrows on the windowsill could be heard.
In such an atmosphere, Ozaki Hongye and Nakahara also looked at each other, they didn't speak, they chose the most kind way.
But Dazai laughed after a brief thought.
"Yuichi," he said in a slow, teasing tone. "Did you fail?"
"..."
"Kimura Police Department, the people from the port mafia have arrived."
At three o'clock in the afternoon, the Metropolitan Police Department.
Kimura Rang listened to the report of the young police officer behind him, but did not take his eyes off the monitor screen.
In the small interrogation room, the silver-haired boy sat with his legs crossed. He was playing with his mobile phone, as if he was playing some kind of game, with a subordinate of the same age standing behind him.
It actually came.
Kimura made his face gloomy, and unconsciously clenched the report on the Ishigakiyama incident in his hand.
"I see."
He said, pushing the door and entering.
Kimura Jean's action made Akutagawa Ryunosuke slightly move his eyes. He opened his lips and was about to say something, but was stopped by a gesture from Yuichi Takigawa.
"Wait a minute, I can beat Dazai in no time."
The red car crossed the finish line, Takigawa Yuichi looked at the 0.01 second difference and leaned back in a good mood.
He shoved the phone into the hands of Akutagawa, who pursed his lips and said nothing, and the corners of his lips were half threatening and half commanding: "Akutagawa."
"Yes?"
"Don't lose."
"..." Akutagawa Ryunosuke glanced at the news that Dazai kept sending [one more match] on his mobile phone, and he felt like an enemy for a while.
"So"
The chair across from the table was pulled away, and Takigawa Yu slowly shifted his gaze as he closed his eyes.
He had no self-awareness of being a mafia at all, but nodded politely.
"Thank you for your invitation, Kimura Police Department."
Kimura's eyes darkened.
The teenager had a harmless face, and used the word "invitation" to dismiss himself from the incident lightly.
Kimura Rang couldn't hold back his temper, slapped the table with his palm and stood up: "Last night at 7:36, there was an exchange of fire at the warehouse at the foot of Ishigaki Mountain, and the number of casualties was 21."
A stack of photos was thrown in front of Yuichi Takigawa, and the blood-stained ground was littered with broken limbs.
"There are witnesses who have provided information and saw you enter at 30 minutes."
When Kimura Jean said this, his eyes were sharp, but Takigawa Yuichi still had an unhurried attitude.
"Really." The boy raised his eyes, "Where are the witnesses?"
Kimura was taken aback.
A terrifying thought rose in his mind, and he immediately notified the police officer in the monitoring room to contact the policeman who was squatting downstairs at the witness's house, but the news came that everything was normal.
"Wait..." The signal on the walkie-talkie was suddenly noisy for a while, followed by a harsh gunshot.
After a brief silence, Kimura heard the trembling voice of the police officer.
"Dead, dead?"
Kimura Jean clenched his fists and immediately turned his eyes to the calm Takigawa Yuichi.
But the teenager spread his hands and smiled innocently: "This has nothing to do with me, I'm just sitting, and your colleagues are watching, don't they?"
Counted.
That's the real reason this sly guy in front of him came here.
Takigawa Yuichi said, and pushed back the photo in front of him.
"Where are you going? We're not over yet." Seeing him stand up, Kimura involuntarily touched the gun pinned to his waist.
"Don't get me wrong," Yuichi Takigawa said. He glanced at the "You Lose" interface on the phone that Akutagawa handed him over, and after a moment of hesitation, he put it back in his pocket.
"I'm short on time. The reason why I accepted the invitation to come here is because I thought Kimura Police Department wanted to catch up with me."
The man in the police uniform was stunned.
"Three years ago, at the grocery store near Ginza." Yuichi Takigawa stated calmly, "We've met before, haven't we?"
This kid, knowing that he even dared to come here.
Kimura Jean clenched his fists, clearly aware of what would happen if he was forced to stay here.
"Don't be too arrogant." He warned in a deep voice, "As a traitor, even if the port mafia you are taking refuge in is omnipotent..."
"Traitor?" Yuichi Takigawa showed a surprised expression, "I see, it seems that you are a normal person."
Luckily for Tokimura, the whitewashing points he got inexplicably a few days ago are almost gone.
"But you're right about one thing."
Before Kimura could answer, Yuichi Takigawa stopped when he walked out of the door of the interrogation room.
He turned his head, and although he was smiling, his eyes were as cold as a knife.
"Kimura Police Department, we are indeed omnipotent."
In order to achieve the goal, he will do whatever it takes, as long as it is for the organization, it doesn't matter who kills anyone.
If necessary, you can even give up yourself.
This is the idea that Mori Ogai has instilled in the minds of every member of the Port Mafia.
Takigawa Yuichi felt that it was reasonable, but did not agree with the last point.
"This is not the way back to the port mafia." After walking with Yu Takigawa for a while, Akutagawa frowned suspiciously as he looked at the crowded streets.
"Well, I just lied." Yuichi Takigawa said mysteriously, "I didn't come here because of reminiscence, but there is a delicious ramen shop that I've been wanting to visit for a long time, but I couldn't find a proper reason— "
Akutagawa Ryunosuke was silent, he listened to Takigawa humming a song happily, and opened the door of the ramen shop.
The singing stopped abruptly.
Takigawa Yuichi looked at the three pairs of familiar eyes that looked over, and then looked at the presence of the suspected policewoman sitting opposite.
Thinking of the big words he just said in the Metropolitan Police Department, the boy didn't know whether to go in or out for a while.
Seeing that he didn't move, Akutagawa asked cautiously, "What's wrong?"
Takigawa Yuichi shook his head and picked a remote location casually.
"It's nothing," he replied. "It's just that we seem to be surrounded by the police again."