The Savior of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department

Gin, who has come out of the shadow of being robbed of the helicopter, is colder than before.

"I'll prove my innocence to you, but Calvados—"

call out!

With a shot from a special silencer, the bullet sank into Calvados' chest in front of Belmode!

The heartbeat curve is instantly flat.

Belmode's face remained unchanged, as if the dead was a stranger.

For her, Calvados was bound to die sooner or later.

Who told him to hear her conversation with Atsuto Yamashita, if they are not dead, Mao Lilan and Kudo Shinichi will 100% be in danger of life.

only……

"It's really your style, Gin."

Belmode felt that she should have the attitude she should have.

"Whether you are innocent or not, that adult will personally verify."

Since Belmode can move around freely, it is still possible to take it away.

After a body search, it was confirmed that Belmode was not carrying any bugs, monitors, or transmitters, and then Gin put down the gun in his hand.

"Is that enough, gin?"

Belmode, who had put on his hospital gown again, covered his graceful body and smiled playfully.

"Who is the person who caught you?"

"Your old opponent, FBI, Shuichi Akai."

The Witch with Thousand Faces decided on the candidate without hesitation.

For the safety of the angel, she can sell everything.

Qin Jiu's eyes became darker and darker: "It really is him."

"Compared to this, I want to know how we are going to get out of here?"

"Take the car of the Americans, the people from Rum's side."

Rum, the second in command of the organization, is still above Gin and Belmode in terms of status.

"Should I find a time to thank him?"

"Wait until you are really sure that you are innocent."

Gin lowered the brim of his hat, and just to be on the safe side, he shot Calvados twice more on the hospital bed.

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"Welcome back, Belmode."

Familiar Porsche 356A, familiar vodka, familiar Curacao.

Of course, there was also the familiar gin beside her.

Everything seemed to be the same as before.

But only Belmode knew that the man hiding behind the angel had been watching them from beginning to end.

Like a shadow.

From Akemi Miyano until now.

"Don't be afraid, Rum doesn't welcome me very much."

In the living room of the villa, Belmode, who was fiddling with brand-new nail polish, smiled beautifully, but the murderous intent overflowing from his words made the atmosphere in the living room gradually serious.

"Lord Rum is very happy with your return, Belmode, and so is that lord."

As Rum's confidant, Curacao immediately stood up to resolve the misunderstanding, and now is not the time for infighting.

"Calvados is mine, Rum should know."

"But he can't move anymore, and we have no way to take a comatose person out of the hospital under the nose of the FBI, even with the cover of the Americans."

"If I'm really in a vegetable state, will I also be killed together?"

Belmode finished his nail beauty, and his expression suddenly turned cold.

In the next second, the black muzzle of the gun was already on her temple!

"Gin, when did you start listening to Rum?"

"This is the gentleman's order. Rum is not qualified."

Gin, who is loyal to the organization, has served only one person from the beginning to the end—the highest leader of the organization, whom they respectfully call "that gentleman".

"In other words, you also think I will betray the organization? Gin?"

The corners of Belmode's mouth rose, and his eyes were full of sarcasm.

"Your mysticism makes me have to doubt, Belmode."

Since losing Apache, Gin now looks like an undercover agent and a traitor to everyone but Vodka and that gentleman.

Whether it's Keele or Bourbon.

Even Curaçao, Belmode, and Chianti, who can no longer afford a sniper rifle and turned to a civilian job, are all within his suspicion.

"It's pathetic for you who don't know the secret charm, Gin."

boom!

"Gin?!"

The moment the gunshot rang, both vodka and Curacao's complexion changed!

The bullet scraped against the wind, and passed through the target's golden hair as if entering no one's land-Bermod's pupils shrank suddenly, and the fear of being wrapped in death struck again after many years.

"This is just a warning, Belmode."

Gin looked down at the woman sitting on the sofa.

After a while, he turned around in the silence and went upstairs.

"...that, big brother—"

"Go to the car wash and go to America tomorrow."

"……Yes!"

Beads of sweat dripped down his cheeks, and Vodka nodded in agreement.

Belmode turned his head to look at the hair that fell on the ground, and gritted his teeth secretly.

"Rum has a new task for you, Belmode."

Curacao followed suit and placed a document in front of her.

"... Want me to go to Osaka?"

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"What am I going to do in Osaka? Do I have tea and chat with the Osaka police?"

In the bedroom, on the big bed.

Atsuto Yamashita, who couldn't hold back his fiancée, put his hands behind his head, and looked at the girl who was sitting on him as a front guard, and his tone was full of puzzlement.

"Wait a minute, aren't you...jealous?"

Suddenly, he thought of a possible person, and the corner of his mouth raised a hint of joking——

"hiss!"

The defensive swingman Kasumigaoka Shiwa bumped into the point guard Atsuto Yamashita and his eyes widened!

"Yes, I'm jealous. That Huashanyuan Hoshino is a shameless bitch!"

The sweaty Kasumigaoka Shiwa gritted her teeth.

I regard you as a friend, but you still miss my husband? !

Still acting so blatantly? !

Do you want to be shameless? !

Fortunately, she still wanted to help read the novel written by this person after returning from Osaka.

Atsuto Yamashita laughed dumbly: "Do you think too much of me? I have nothing to do with that Huashanyuan. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't go to dinner tonight."

"I do not care!"

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu was out of breath, but she still clenched her teeth tightly to prevent herself from taking her last breath.

"Unless I die—eh?"

Atsuto Yamashita, who was about to swear solemnly according to the girl's wishes, was covered with softness.

"Don't say that, it's unlucky."

"…………"

"Then what else can I say? I don't even have her contact information."

Atsuto Yamashita, who turned the away game into a home game, leaned over and put his hand on her chin and asked.

"...Sorry, it's me—"

"No, I think what you said makes sense, so you need to chat and play games with me every day after you go to Osaka."

Toshito Yamashita said every word very seriously: "There are too many temptations in the colorful world outside, I am afraid that you will be kidnapped if you are ignorant."

"Are you treating me like a three-year-old?"

"You are an ignorant princess."

"...What about you? The princess' guardian knight?"

"I'm the prince who married you, not the knight you wished for."