The Savior of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department

The vodka that started the car reported the results of recent investigations one by one.

No matter whether it was aimed at Haidong Dashu or Xue Li, there was not even the slightest progress.

"Tsk."

After hearing the name 【Xue Li】, Gin Jiu's expression suddenly became grim: "Xue Li."

It is undoubtedly a shame for him to have the accessories of the Porsche 356A stolen by someone like Shirley who had never cared about him before.

Even if this shame is only known to Vodka and Belmode now.

"But brother, there seems to be some action on Belmode's side."

Knowing that the boss has been in a bad mood recently, Vodka hastily changed the topic.

Before, Gin asked him to pay more attention to Belmode's movements so that he could report to him.

"Just keep following her, and see what this woman is doing." The rising smoke gradually covered his face, but the murderous intent on Qin Jiu's face did not fade away.

Even when talking about his companion Belmode.

"But brother, she—"

"No buts."

Gin's cold eyes made Vodka swallow the words that had come to his lips: "I'm tired of that woman's self-righteous mysticism."

Vodka swallowed involuntarily.

【Big brother... the look in the eyes of big brother just now... he won't...】

"If that woman shows any abnormalities, even without the permission from above, I will not let her go."

"Even if she is the woman that the adult loves, it's the same."

Gin, who is utterly loyal to the organization, has no room for grit in his eyes.

In his opinion, Belmode, who acted mysteriously and alone, was full of doubts.

Of course, the main reason is that these years of catching traitors and undercover agents made Gin Jiu deeply realize the fact that [there are far more people who betrayed the organization than he imagined].

Except for vodka and the leader of the organization, he now sees that anyone has the possibility of being an undercover traitor.

Even the second-in-command Rum.

The same goes for Belmode.

Especially the mysticism pursued by this woman made Qin Jiu hate it.

Mystery, this is the easiest breeding ground for traitors.

"I understand."

Vodka, who was looking straight ahead, nodded and continued to report: "By the way, big brother, Calvados is coming to Japan. She was called by Belmode, but she didn't report to the top."

"Calvados?"

Gin frowned.

There are only a few snipers in the organization.

Cohen died at the hands of M78 Max, and Chianti was close to being abolished. After all, only Calvados is still considered the top combat power.

The most important thing is that Calvados should still be abroad now, why was Belmode called him back without warning?Haven't reported to the top yet?

"Brother, am I going to watch Calvados?"

Loyal Vodka made an immediate stand.

This person must have to work when he was called to Japan in a hurry. In this case, staring at him must be more effective than staring at Belmode.

"No, keep staring at Belmode. Find a way to sneak into the Halloween party at the port five days later, and she'll be there."

Gin thought about it, and then gave the order.

"Halloween party?"

Vodka froze.

"From the news above, it seems that the person has begun to have problems with her mysticism."

Qin Jiu sneered, and stubbed out the cigarette butt, with some elusive meaning in his cold eyes.

Vodka suddenly fell silent.

When it comes to the issue of standing among the top management of the organization, he has always been on Gin's side with a clear-cut stand.

Even if the opponent is Belmode.

"It's here, brother."

After driving for nearly thirty minutes, Vodka stepped on the brakes.The repaired Porsche 356A stopped not far from a villa, and the two got out of the car.

Three minutes later, the sound of gunfire under the silencer made the man of the villa immediately kneel down and beg for mercy.

"I was wrong! Please, please, don't kill me, don't kill me! I'm just laundering money! I don't know anything!"

"I really don't know anything! Really—"

boom!

After the gunshot, there was no one alive in the villa.

Three women and one man, four naked corpses lying in a pool of blood were gradually swallowed by the blazing flames.

Under the moonlight, Gin's silver hair fluttered in the wind, with one hand in his pocket and one hand lowering the brim of his hat: "The next one."

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"The next one."

"Well... this one doesn't look good either, the next one."

"This one is pretty good, let's keep it as a backup."

An apartment in Tokyo, room 404, on the sofa in the living room.

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu, who was lying in the arms of his fiancé, selected with him the real estate information and field photos that he had obtained in the past few days, with an extremely serious look: "Denren, what do you think?"

"I like the refined decoration of this Nordic style."

Atsuto Yamashita lowered his head and sniffed the fragrance of the girl's hair, and gave his opinion.

Out of personal preference, he doesn't really like that big European style.

"Then this set is also considered as a backup. I'll check it out in two days." Xiazhiqiu Shiyu hummed a little song, adding another one to his collection.

"What are you doing alone? Let's go together when I am on vacation."

Atsuto Yamashita rubbed his chin lightly on the girl's shoulder, frowning.

"Let me help you through it first."

Feeling itchy, Shi Yu moved her shoulders and giggled: "You have to deal with so many cases at work every day, so you should rest at home when you need to take a break. I have more time than you, slob."

"Don't tell me, I'm really a little moved."

The man lowered his head and sucked the girl's cheek.

"Are you moved? If that's the case, can you explain where the extra bank cards at home come from?" Xiazhiqiu Shiyu raised her head, her eyes met.

The fiancé became famous, and as a result, there were a lot of bank cards in the place where the money was kept at home.

This had to worry her.

Especially after the number of bank cards is increasing.

"Some are prize money, some are auction proceeds."

"Wait a minute, auction?"

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu immediately stopped her fiancé's explanation.

"Remember Lupine III's Mercedes-Benz SSK, which only has 50 cars in the world?"

Atsuto Yamashita stroked the bangs on the girl's forehead, and smiled uncomfortably: "Fujiko Mine and I teamed up to take his car away and put it up for auction before we left. The auction proceeds are [-]/[-]."

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu's eyes gradually became weird.

"The auction process and the certificate are all there, you can go and see for yourself."

The upright policeman patted his chest and assured.

"Ah!"

Lupine III, who was far away in Egypt, couldn't help but sneezed.

"What's wrong, Lupin~"

"Are you sick?"

Fujiko Mine, who was in a vacuum under her white nightgown, was resting on the bed, her beautiful eyes flickering.

"Of course not, Fujiko~"

Lupine III, holding nail polish in his hand, reached out and touched the beauty's ankle.

"Thank you for the car."

"I'm willing to bet and admit defeat. If I lose SSK to you, it's a big deal and I'll buy it back. It's a trivial matter." Lupine the Third never worried that his SSK would not be enough.

Even if there are only more than [-] cars of this model in the world.

"But, anyway, you did me a great favor this time. How do you think I should thank you?"

The naughty toes hooked Lupine III's obsessed face, and the moment the latter's five fingers were about to slip down, a huge force suddenly hit Lupine!

Boom!

Lupine III, who only wore a pair of flowery pants, was directly embedded in the wall of the hotel!

"Sure enough, I'm still sleepy, good night, Lupine~"

Fujiko Mine blinked with a smile, turned off the light and went to sleep.

There is no worry that Lupine III will crawl into his bed at night in a beastly way.

"By the way, Bento, I remember you said before that you like Milan and Arsenal, two football clubs, right?"