However, this thought flashed across his mind, and Belmode remembered that because there was an organized mission here that needed to be kept secret, Vodka had stopped this session.
Belmod: "..." It's really a rigid formalism. This is obviously not an important task. Doesn't that vodka guy know how to be flexible?
But complaining was nothing but complaining. Thinking of the gin behind Bodega and the guy's unsophisticated temperament, she had no choice but to sigh and give up the idea of negotiation.
…
The ordinary members went to the restroom, while Section Chief Yasui was talking to Tachibana Eisuke. According to the simple company food chain, the migrant worker at this time suddenly became the department director.
The young director sighed, took the basket and played a basket of balls, and first helped Tachibana Eisuke pour the balls into the ball table.
Afterwards, he returned to the automatic ball server and wanted to help the section chief get a basket as well.
Section Chief Yasui waved his hand: "No, I will do it myself."
"Okay, okay." The little director was happy to save trouble and stepped aside.
Section Chief Yasui shook his head at his unmotivated look, then pushed up his glasses and hit a basket of balls over.
He first poured half of it into his own ball table, and then left some aside. He ran to pour it next to Tachibana Eisuke's ball table: "Mr. Tachibana, these are for you."
Mao Lilan turned to look at this scene and couldn't help but whisper to several classmates: "After entering the society, you not only have to do a good job, but you also have to maintain interpersonal relationships. It is not easy to be a worker."
Jiang Xia nodded with deep sympathy: These social beasts in front of him still have the opportunity to flatter their bosses. However, his bosses are hiding further and further away from each other. Every day, the dragon disappears, and only when he catches the opportunity can he lick it hard.
...to get closer to them, it’s really not very friendly.
Seeing Tachibana Eisuke nodding politely towards Section Chief Yasui who sold him, Jiang Xia finally couldn't help but sigh: "It would be great if my boss was so approachable."
Mao Lilan was startled: "Is that boss Amuro very cold?"
Suzuki Sonoko touched her chin and thought objectively: "A bit weird, but the person seems to be pretty good - maybe it's because of the big age gap or generation gap."
Belmod: "..." Even though Bourbon was hiding like this, he would be tricked every now and then. If he had been more approachable, he would have turned into ashes long ago.
But maybe the boss Uzo meant was Gin?
An approachable gin…
The corners of Belmod's eyes twitched, and he couldn't imagine it at all.
Just then, the ordinary member who had gone to the bathroom came back next to him.
Section Chief Yasui saw him and quickly stopped him.
The two of them walked a little to the side. Section Chief Yasui avoided Tachibana Eisuke and whispered: "Last time I asked you to help Mr. Tachibana repair the clubs, have they been repaired?"
The ordinary club members nodded quickly: "Of course, it was repaired by the same old master that Mr. Orange used. After repair, it will be like new."
"Well, things were done well this time. You finally became smart for once." Section Chief Yasui pushed up his glasses, "Don't ask Mr. Tachibana for the repair cost. Pay it out of your own pocket - Mr. Tachibana will be transferred soon. This is a small amount of money."
, consider it a gift from us."
Ordinary member: "Ah? Ah, okay."
The two of them were far away from Tachibana Eijie, but they happened to be close to Jiang Xia and the others. Their whispers were all heard by the high school students.
Mao Lilan's originally complicated expression suddenly became more complicated: "It's too difficult to be a social worker. I'd better choose a major that allows me to be independent in the future and open my own studio."
Jiang Xia's ears twitched and he suggested: "The detective is very good."
Suzuki Sonoko feels the same way: "In the future, I will open a studio, and we will form a rice flower iron triangle to clear up all cases in Tokyo, so that criminals will run away when they see us!"
Belmod: "..." Let's not mention the previous ones, but the last sentence... In a sense, it has already been accomplished.
Especially some criminals who are as timid as mice and happen to know too much.
…
Among the black cars in the distance.
Vodka: "Sneeze!"
He rubbed his nose, glanced at the surveillance camera warily, and thought to himself: "Is this kid Uzo talking about me?"
Gin was doing other things nearby, and Vodka couldn't always disturb this big brother who was busy with everything he had to do with dangers that hadn't happened yet.
He could only follow the surveillance and watch alone.
After looking at the vodka, I noticed the problem and couldn't help but mutter: "...I always feel that Section Chief Yasui has a dead look on his face. Could it be that he is actually the one who died this time?"
He was determined to start a show and let others scratch their heads in anxiety with him. However, this time it involved an organizational task, so it didn't feel right to broadcast it live to other cadres.
"Next time." Vodka sighed inwardly:
"Belmode now has a fixed social identity. As long as Uzo wants to look for her, he can find her at any time - it is rare to have such a handy toy. How can that boy Uzuo resist playing with her?
"There will definitely be no shortage of cases in the future. I have enough samples for analysis. Sooner or later, I will be able to completely grasp Uzo's pattern!
"However, strictly speaking, although I don't have a companion to analyze with me this time, I can practice on my own."
With this in mind, Vodka focused his attention on the surveillance, guessing who the deceased was, and looking for fatal hazards in this venue so that he could avoid them smoothly if he encountered them.
…
After completing a bunch of social operations, the social animals finally started to calm down and play ball.
For a moment, there was only a buzzing sound in the venue.
While Tachibana Eisuke was swinging the club vigorously, he couldn't help but be a little distracted: He didn't know if the two men in black were here. He had reserved a locker using someone else's identity and put the transaction items in it.
, now counting the time... those two people should have taken away the things?
While thinking, Tachibana Eisuke quietly raised his eyes and looked around: There were high nets around the venue, and there were no buildings that were too tall, so those people couldn't snipe him.
In addition, the venue is equipped with surveillance cameras. According to his observations over the years, those men in black seem to focus on hiding their identities and always avoid surveillance cameras, so they will not come to the venue to shoot themselves.
"By the time we finish playing golf, it will be almost the morning rush hour. There will be more people on this road, making it extremely inconvenient for assassinations."
Tachibana Eisuke was thinking quickly in his mind: "At that time, I can sit in my own modified car and let my subordinates sit on both sides as human shields. When I return to my villa with excellent security conditions and very close to the police station, I will
It’s safe!”
"After that, I will find an excuse to take leave at home. I also need to plan a route to the airport. But it is not a big problem. I will hire a farewell convoy to escort along the road. If there are too many people, it will be difficult for them to take action - freedom is at hand.
