The Savior of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department

He didn't even think about being promoted, there's something wrong with him.

"come on."

Mu Mu Shisan, who was waiting to retire, patted his subordinate on the shoulder, his tone full of anticipation.

"Oh, by the way, this is your salary, why don't you sign it?"

As if remembering something, Mu Mu Shisan took out the salary slip from his pocket.

Yamashita's eyes widened immediately.

What the hell? !

Haven't deducted it yet? !

Atsushi Yamashita, who received "such a large sum" of salary for the first time since entering the Metropolitan Police Department, was trembling.

After digesting it for a while, Toshito Yamashita suddenly became angry: "Sato! Takagi! Open your eyes and see if this is a salary!"

"…………"

After that, in just 10 minutes, the entire search team was shocked.

After that, everyone in the Metropolitan Police Department was shocked.

The only myth that the Metropolitan Police Department has been living on bonuses without salary since its establishment has been shattered.

Akatsuki Yamashita is also paid! ! !

"Yamashita-kun is actually paid, my youth is over."

"I didn't expect Yamashita-kun to betray the late class one day."

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"Yamashita, do you want to have a drink together tonight?"

"No, the victim of a case last time invited me and Shiyu to her house for dinner. It said that the relationship between the police and the people should be improved, you understand."

"Haha, I think your fiancée has a good relationship with that victim, Yamashita-kun."

"Senior, it's good that you understand, don't say it, I still want to save face."

"You..."

Before the end of get off work, the three departments of the entire Metropolitan Police Department that abide by the commuting time the most, except for a few who really can't leave, all of them have put down their work and made an appointment to go to a izakaya for a few drinks and have a drink. team building.

As the current leader of the three departments, Atsuto Yamashita naturally received invitations from seniors of the same level.

The powerful man in the Metropolitan Police Department, the godfather searched the first section chief Matsumoto Kiyoshige, and the first section management officer Mu Mushisan was still an old boss with whom he had a very friendly relationship.

This background is really hard enough at this level.

However, Toshita Yamashita has always maintained the setting of "people are as light as chrysanthemums", and the first time after get off work is to go home to find his wife.

Even Nakamori Ginzo's invitation, Yamashita Atsuto refused several times.

If I don't form cliques, I just won't make progress!

As long as I'm worthless enough, I can rest on my laurels until I retire!

I am proud!

"How can anyone say that about themselves..."

Because of going to an appointment tonight, Xiazhiqiu Shiyu dressed very well.

Akatsuki Yamashita also took off his favorite black silk and small leather shoes, and replaced it with a navy blue dress + high heels.

"Because it's the truth."

Atsuto Yamashita, who was turning the steering wheel, observed the signs around the intersection to avoid driving the wrong way: "With my personality, if you were my boss, would you let me go up?"

"Aren't you always on top at the end..."

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu's plaintive words made Yamashita's hands tremble, and he almost turned the car off the road.

"Growing up? Want to provoke me again?"

"No, Hoshino's home is right in front of you, don't mess around."

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu's expression changed the subject naturally, but the high heels dangling from the toes of his right foot always attracted the attention of Atsuto Yamashita.

She never did it on purpose.

swear to god.

"Senior Xia Shizi! Officer Yamashita!"

The beautiful blond girl who had been waiting at the door of the house early waved her hands excitedly after seeing the familiar Mercedes-Benz sports car, her ponytail swaying wantonly.

"Hoshino, your house is so big."

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu, who got out of the car, raised her eyes and glanced at the single-family villa behind the blond girl, which occupies an area not much smaller than her wedding room, and was amazed.

"It's okay, the villa I lived in was bigger than this when I was in America. But I live alone, it's okay."

After being discharged from the hospital, Hoshino Huashanin, who was full of energy, came up and held the palm of Kasumigaoka Shiyu, and then smiled like a flower towards Atsuto Yamashita who had parked his car: "Welcome, Officer Yamashita."

"Just call me under the mountain."

The place next to his fiancée was taken, and Atsuto Yamashita could only follow the two beautiful girls alone, and slowly stepped into this luxuriously decorated villa.

【If you have so much money, you still want to be the mistress of that perverted uncle Daisuke Hukura?Is it true that love makes people blind? 】

Along the way, Yamashita, who had some idea of ​​the valuation of the villa in his heart, was secretly speechless.

At first, he thought that this Huashanyuan Hoshino was a poor student working as a mistress for money, but now it seems that Daisuke Torakura might not be as rich as her family...

What is the picture?

How old is he?

Figure that he doesn't take a bath?

"Is no one in your family here?"

After hearing that Hoshino lived alone in Huashanin in such a big place, Kasumigaoka Shiyu was very surprised.

"My mother passed away in a car accident, and my father sent me back to Japan because he was busy with business in the United States." Speaking of his parents, Hoshino Hanazanin, who has always been lively, looked a little gloomy.

"Feel sorry."

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu looked apologetic.

"It's nothing, it's all over. Come, come, senior Xia Shizi, Officer Yamashita, come and taste my skills, I have prepared dinner for a long time!"

"Hoshino, the food you cook is delicious."

"Really?! Great, what do you think, Officer Yamashita?"

On the dinner table, Huashanin Hoshino looked expectantly at Atsuto Yamashita who hadn't eaten a few bites.

【? 】

"pretty good."

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Atsuto Yamashita always felt that there was something wrong with the way the girl looked at him tonight.

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu, who is as careful as a hair, obviously also noticed this, and a dangerous light flashed in Moozhong.

"Boss, Shanxia Turen's car is parked outside, do we want to go up and decorate?"

Somewhere, in the dark basement, the "Harmonious Dinner" on the screen is still going on.

The man sitting on the chair wiped his lips gracefully, and chuckled lightly when he heard the words, with an undoubted veto in his tone: "That method will not work for this policeman, and he will find out instead."

"but……"

"No but, let's go back and prepare. If one doesn't play well, you all have to go in."

"But boss, the news from the arsenal: We have no way to sneak in. The password of the arsenal has been changed to be extremely complicated after Tsuruta Junyo's case, and we are unable to crack it at this stage."

"That's why it's interesting, isn't it?"

The man hidden in the darkness looked at the target on the screen who still knew nothing about it, raised his glass, and drank the wine in one gulp.

"He's really... a man who is so happy that he makes people jealous, Yamashita-kun."

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Tokyo, a hospital, a secret ward.

The man covered in black clothes and black hat stepped on the corpses on the ground, keeping in mind the alarm point mentioned in the intelligence, and pushed open the door of the ward without alarming any FBI devices.

There is one person lying on each of the two hospital beds.

One male and one female.

Calvados, Belmode.

"Gin?"

Belmode, who was pretending to be dead, couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw the person coming.

"Ok?"

Gin frowned, and pointed the loaded gun at the woman in front of him.

"What do you want to do?"

Belmode quickly calmed down and asked in a concentrated voice.

"What do you say, Belmode?"

"Is it rum?"

Gin didn't speak, and the black muzzle of the gun was still aimed at Belmode, who was wearing a hospital gown.

"That guy is really short-tempered. As soon as he finds out my location, he will send you to silence him. Why, am I even a traitor to the organization now?"

Belmode sneered, lifted the quilt under the muzzle of gin, and slowly got out of bed.

There is still half a vegetative appearance.

"Who knows."