I became a super detective after commenting on spoilers

The moment he met Watanabe's eyes, Toru Amuro's heart skipped a beat.

Bad, it's a downright dumbass.

He felt that something was wrong, and according to Watanabe's brain, Matsuda Jinhei could find something wrong without asking... He had to find a way to solve this time bomb.

But the problem is, Matsuda must have come here when he heard the voice!

In the invisible earphones, Zhu Fu Jingguang's voice sounded: "The control room is not convenient for sniping, wait for him to transfer and I will mop up."

Zhu Fu Jingguang looked at Matsuda Zhenping in the sniper mirror, paused, and there was a hint of subtlety in his words: "Zhenping is temporarily caught, you should avoid it from the left first."

Toru Amuro tapped the earphone twice with his fingertips to indicate receipt.

He gestured to Watanabe to shut up, and when Watanabe nodded hurriedly, he merged into the darkness on the left.

Running into Watanabe is not all bad, Amuro Toru's eyes are full of darkness.

He now knows what the organization is smuggling, drugs!

His brain was buzzing, he never imagined that in order to share the cake in Yokohama, the organization would go so far——

If it wasn't for Reiji Tsukishiro... Toru Amuro's chest could not stop heaving.

If it hadn't been for the juvenile who deliberately attracted Osamu Dazai, a large amount of drugs would flow into Japan, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

Toru Amuro closed his eyes, doubting his way for the first time.

Is he really going to connive or even help the evildoers to harm the country in order to fight against criminal organizations?

Thinking that he is indirectly a drug dealer, Toro Amuro felt sour in his stomach.

There was a moment of shaking, but Toru Amuro knew that - Jiang Gu Ling had no way out, and neither did Zhu Fu Jingguang.

Walking in the shadow of the container, the shadow almost engulfed Toru Amuro.

Toru Amuro thought: Maybe I was wrong, Tsukishiro Reiji is not a member of the organization... Maybe he knew about the existence of the organization a long time ago, he just, just—

Looking at the silver-haired boy waiting silently at the corner, Toru Amuro's thoughts suddenly stopped.

The moonlight is covered with a thin layer of silver hair. He is like a carefully shaped sculpture, perfect, cold and lifeless.

Then, Toru Amuro heard the boy's clear voice——

"He won't come."

For no reason, facing Bourbon, or Toru Amuro?Falling to zero?It was him anyway.

Maybe it's because of the guilt of recognizing Toru Amuro as a villain, or the inherent seriousness of the other party.

In short, Tsukishiro Reiji was very nervous, his heart almost jumped out of his chest.

What if Toru Amuro doesn't believe him and things go out of their way?

He can't show cowardice.

Tsukishiro Reiji forced himself to look directly at the other party.

The man's pupils were very dark, not at all as rigid as Kenji Hagiwara said, but extremely difficult to approach.

Amuro Toru's voice was a little hoarse, his fingertips tensed to the point of convulsions.

The person who stopped Matsuda Jinpei was indeed the other party——

He said, "You know."

You know there are drugs on board.

Amuro heard the sound of blood gurgling, and he repeatedly questioned himself: What is Tsukishiro Reiji's position?

Toru Amuro knew that his files had been sealed, and Reiji Tsukishiro couldn't find any evidence of his undercover identity——

"Yes, I know." I know you're undercover.

Tsukishiro Reiji heaved a sigh of relief, although Toru Amuro remained vigilant, he seemed to believe him initially.

He added: "I won't let Zhenping see you."

You don't have to warn me.

Toru Amuro heard the young man's light reply, without any ups and downs in his tone, his eyes were cold and piercing, like mocking.

——He thought that I had betrayed the police, and he kept it secret only out of Matsuda Jinpei's safety.

In the blink of an eye, Toru Amuro saw his own image in the eyes of the young man.

He was a cowardly betrayer, a broken martyr, a...

ex-cop.

The blood was almost flowing backwards, but Toru Amuro completely calmed down: this is the path he chose.

At least nothing will happen to the team.

[really!Baby Reiji knows everything!The detective who fights against the darkness alone and the policeman who jumps into the abyss on his own initiative, Sihasha, it's so awesome! (like 7w)

#1: Seeing the eyes of Touzi bearing the burden of humiliation, ask who doesn't love this man!

#2: Hey, I prefer the look of the innocent little detective being dragged into the mud, sucking and sucking.

#3: The PLAY upstairs is more suitable for Dazai!Zai Zai to Ma Ma Chong! ]

[I have a question: How does Toru Amuro get off the ship now?Surrounded by Hong Kong black people. (Like 666)

#1: ...good question, but I don't know.

#2: Unless someone does something to attract attention, Bourbon will be caught even if he jumps out of the boat and swims away. ]

At the same time as the second comment was posted, Reiji Tsukishiro thought about Toru Amuro's plight.

Only three of the three people brought by Osamu Dazai boarded the boat, and it is self-evident where the rest are.

He glanced at the man complicatedly, it's really hard to be an undercover agent.

The task is difficult, and the retreat is also difficult.

Tsukishiro Reiji walked towards the control room, where Matsuda Jinpei was.

When passing by Toru Amuro, his pupils were slightly deflected, he took a glance, and quickly retracted.

"Get off the boat while you're in trouble," he said softly.

Jiang Guling, you must hang on, wait for me to create a chance for you.

The boy's pupils were clear and shallow, and he clearly offered to help him, but there was a hint of coldness in his words.

Toru Amuro twitched the corner of his mouth, accepting the optimal solution is his best choice, isn't it?

"About Watanabe," Toru Amuro stopped when he heard the boy's footsteps, "The organization will solve it."

The friend didn't tell him the truth, I'm afraid Jing Guang's task is not to let the wind go, but to mop up the end.

Eliminate the miscellaneous members who participated in the task one by one.

Watanabe is naturally on this list.

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In the control room, Matsuda Jinpei subdued the sneaky man.

He snatched the cocaine, the size of a brick, tightly packed from his hand, and Matsuda Jinpei put the drug aside with an ugly expression.

"Ouch, it hurts! Don't catch me, let me go and we'll get [-]% of the money!" Watanabe wailed as his hands were twisted behind his back.

When Reiji Tsukishiro came in, he happened to hear Watanabe's words, and his eyelids twitched.

Sure enough, seeing this, Matsuda Zhenping became even more impolite and increased the strength in his hands.

Looking up, seeing Reiji Tsukishiro coming back, Matsuda Jinpei's movements of tying him up slightly faltered.

He remembered the voice that almost begged a few minutes ago...

"Mr. Zhenping, wait a minute."

Matsuda Zhenping made a fist with his palm supporting the container, resisting the urge to ask.

He felt a warm breath against his shirt.

The two were silent until the boy let go of his clenched hands stubbornly, and Matsuda Jinpei heard him say, "I'll go to the other side to see."

"...don't take any risks." Matsuda Jinpei didn't stop him.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the boy's hesitant eyes lit up with stars.

"Okay." Matsuda Jinpei heard him answer.

Walking towards the control room with a cold face, Matsuda Jinhei bumped into Watanabe who was rummaging through things.

Without saying a word, he went up and punched...

The right half of Watanabe's face is still swollen.

He felt that the force was light, and he thought Matsuda was moving.

Watanabe was overjoyed and was about to break free, but he was unceremoniously suppressed again.

Seeing Watanabe's half-blue and half-purple face, Tsukishiro Reiji didn't have any sympathy, but wanted to laugh instead.

"Mr. Jinpei, hand him over to Dazai."

Hearing his words, Watanabe's face suddenly turned pale, and he writhed violently.

"No! You can ask me to do anything, don't hand me over to the port mafia! Four or six points! No, no, two or eight points! Please!"

Although Matsuda Jinpei had a little hesitation, he was not willing to take on official duties for the Yokohama police.

No matter how cruel the methods of the port mafia were, he would take it lightly when it fell on drug dealers.

He's not Zero's stubborn guy who pays attention to procedural justice.

Due to restrictions, the Japanese police cannot do many things that should be done; but it is precisely because of their broad powers that they do many things that should not be done.

Matsuda Jinpei knew it best.

His father was arrested on trumped-up murder charges. In the eyes of the police, a small mistaken arrest completely ruined Matsuda's father's life.

Until now, Matsuda Jinpei occasionally thinks that the police are a bunch of bastards*.

"Okay." Matsuda Jinpei looked at Watanabe's slippery head without any reflection, and couldn't help kicking him secretly.

The two escorted Watanabe to the light.

Obviously missing a key person, Dazai Osamu still neatly stacked nineteen packages of cocaine in front of him, each packaged according to the international market standard, one kilogram per piece.

Including a piece that Watanabe secretly hid, a total of [-] kilograms.

In front of Matsuda Jinhei and Tsukishiro Reiji, Watanabe dared to say all kinds of nonsense, but he was completely dumbfounded in front of Dazai Osamu.

He fought back and forth, and accidentally bumped into the black plastic box where the drugs were found, and stabbed—the empty box moved about [-] centimeters dully on the deck.

Reiji Tsukishiro saw the traces on the deck, and thought that the plastic box was so heavy that Watanabe, a middle-aged man, couldn't touch it.

Watanabe wanted to stuff his head into his butt, shaking like a sieve.

He recalled the words that the organization forced him to write down, and explained tremblingly: "People from the Golden Triangle came to me, as long as the 300 kilograms of powder were shipped to Cambodia, they would give me [-] million—"

Watanabe raised his head and glanced at Osamu Dazai, only saw the bandage on his fingertips, and looked back like an electric shock, "Three, three million dollars..."

When the captain heard Watanabe's words, the flesh on his face trembled, twenty kilograms, kilograms? !

If he remembers correctly, drugs are sold by the gram, right?

[Isn't it two hundred kilograms?How did you find out 888 kilograms?Zai Zai no longer search? (Like [-])

#1: Don’t doubt Zai Zai’s ability to work, Zai Zai found nineteen bags after looking at the crew’s face, and the rest was hidden in a corner.

#2: But that's 180kg... Is there such a big corner? ]

Tsukishiro Reiji stared at Watanabe's expression and found that the other party was not lying.

This is strange, is there a second connector?

Amuro Toru and the commentator don't know the real contact person.

Tsukishiro Reiji unconsciously looked at Osamu Dazai, and was startled when he touched the dark kite pupils.

He felt that the other party's eyes passed him alone.

Even though their eyes met, Osamu Dazai calmly looked away and ignored him.

Dazai seems... angry?

Tsukishiro Reiji was at a loss.

The subordinate noticed that the eyes of the two were indistinct, the corners of their mouths twitched, and they became more conscientious.

Although Master Dazai has always been elusive, the difficult mode is obviously turned on now!

Osamu Dazai ordered his subordinates to form a team, as if to call it a day and prepare to leave.

Both the captain and the crew heaved a sigh of relief.

Lord Ghost is finally about to leave.

There was still 180 kilograms of cocaine left, but Tsukishiro Reiji was not worried. He had clearly seen Osamu Dazai looking at Watanabe with indifference.

What's more, Osamu Dazai is the script team, he believes in the strength of the opponent.

The evidence of Watanabe's drug trafficking was solid, and his subordinates stepped forward, ready to take him away.

Watanabe struggled desperately, looking sideways, obviously waiting for someone to come.

He opened and closed his mouth several times, trying to say something and closing it again.

Knowing that he was waiting for Toru Amuro, Reiji Tsukishiro raised his heart, and his eyes were stained with anxiety.

Why is the efficiency of terrorist organizations so low——

Seeing that the spark of hope was extinguished, Watanabe couldn't hold it anymore: "Wait - I (said),"

boom!

A sniper bullet hit him firmly between the eyebrows, leaving a terrifying hole.

Watanabe completely shut up.

Tsukishiro Reiji clearly saw that Watanabe's limbs twitched suddenly, and then he died.

Finally died, Amuro Toru will not be exposed, he is relieved...

Reiji Tsukishiro was stunned when he realized his own thoughts belatedly, his eyes filled with disbelief.

A living person died in front of him, but he was grateful for it?

Even if Watanabe deserves to die, how could he—

Tsukishiro Reiji suddenly felt a chill in his heart, as well as a sense of suffocation.

And I am indeed sincerely happy for Watanabe's death, including now.

Tsukishiro Reiji's breathing became disordered for a moment.

"Don't look." A voice came from the side, it was Matsuda Jinpei.

Tsukishiro Reiji seemed to grab a straw, diverted his attention, and eagerly turned to look at him.

Matsuda Jinping came over and blocked the bloody place for him.

Before the field of vision was replaced by the broad back, Tsukishiro Reiji's eyes flickered past Dazai Osamu's face, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of Dazai Osamu's mouth.

...Did he read it wrong?Tsukishiro Reiji looked again.

Under the dim yellow light, Dazai Osamu's face was extremely beautiful, and the tiny stars fell into his eyes.

Seeing the other party open his mouth, he said silently, "Well done."

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The police are all bastards - Matsuda's lines in the manga of the Police Academy Group.