The Kavisa matter has come to an end, and the organization has not even aroused any suspicion, because all these rhetoric and "harvests" have been carefully arranged, so there is nothing to find fault with, and naturally there will be no random suspicion.
.
According to Fujiwara Yu's plan, Morofushi Kagemitsu took Kavisa's script and successfully played the role of discovering the undercover agent. He reversed the truth and accused Kavisa of secretly contacting Kanbaru, a member of the research institute who was a police undercover, and stealing the traitor Shimokawa.
The plate hidden by Yangyou.
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After discovering this, he immediately kidnapped Kanbaru, who was unaware of the following, and threatened Kavisa to bring the disk to see him. But he did not expect that a CA agent would appear and disrupt his plan. He was so contemptuous of the enemy that he let the undercover agent
Escaped.
Identified Cabeza Tequila as an undercover agent of CA, and described Yu Fujiwara's disguised appearance with black hair, and even got back a floppy disk that was important to the organization. The merits can indeed offset Scotch's mistakes, so Scotch
He was only given a small monetary punishment and was not taken away for interrogation by the intelligence team.
But what made Morofuku Kagemitsu a little concerned - Gin actually arranged for vodka to confirm Fujiwara Yu's appearance. After getting the exact information about black hair, glasses and vine tattoos, he left with a lot of worries.
"It seems that the guy looked like this, has he met Gin before?" Zhufu Jingguang held his chin and thought for a while, and suddenly remembered what happened in the abandoned warehouse a year ago. If I remember correctly, after that incident
It was only then that Reina Mizuna attracted the attention of the organization and successfully obtained the code name of Kir Liquor.
So was Fujiwara the one who came into contact with gin at that time? It turns out that he was the guy who let Chianti shoot the empty gun and was deflated a year ago.
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In order to cooperate internally and externally, the Metropolitan Police Department’s Public Security Department also held an internal meeting to put on a good show, in order to publicly reveal that Cabeza Tequila was an undercover CA agent who had infiltrated the organization, and stated that the police would work with him next
ca to cooperate.
If several people hadn't joined forces to forge a perfect lie, the matter would never have been resolved easily.
As the best beneficiary of this chess game, Fujiwara Yu has already taken the false identity prepared by Izumi Toru and rode his beloved motorcycle towards Osaka. As for his confidant White, he stayed in Tokyo and continued to collect information for himself.
Organizational intelligence.
As the second largest city in Japan, Osaka’s bustling scene is not inferior to that of the capital Tokyo.
The Osaka Prefecture Police Headquarters is located at No. 11, 3-chome, Otemae-cho, Chuo-ku. Not only is the location ideal, it is also the work of young designer Hidehiko Kazama. The three-section building appearance has a post-modernist design style, facing the street corner.
The black curved glass curtain wall still has a sense of majesty, and it is indeed more majestic than the appearance of the Metropolitan Police Department.
Fujiwara Yu parked his motorcycle across the street and took off his motorcycle helmet. After waiting for the red light to turn green, he pushed the motorcycle towards the main entrance of the Osaka Prefectural Police Headquarters. As soon as he approached the iron gate, he was stopped by a police officer with a baton on his waist.
Reach out to stop.
"Unrelated persons please stay away from here."
It is understandable that he was blocked. Who asked Fujiwara Yu to report with a head of purple hair? Fortunately, the tattoo on his neck was covered up with a special concealer, otherwise he would not be able to become a police officer even if he used a fake identity.
"Hello, I'm not an unrelated person, I'm here to report."
Under the surprised gaze of the police officer, Fujiwara Yu took out the relevant documents from his bag. After confirming that the police ID and police manual were not forged, the police officer at the door let him go inside. Of course, the police officers basically kept their eyes on
That dazzling purple hair... He really didn't understand how the police headquarters could recruit police officers with such a special hair color.
But it’s not surprising if you think about it carefully. I heard that the Metropolitan Police Department also recruits blond police officers, and there are even police officers in Kyoto Prefecture who bring small animals to the police. It seems that dying purple is not too much.
When Fujiwara Yu walked inside, he didn't know what was going on in the police officer's mind. He stood calmly waiting at the elevator door. If the floor hadn't been on the eleventh floor, he wouldn't have chosen to take the elevator he hated. After closing his eyes the whole time and ending the torture, he heard
He immediately walked out with a "ding" sound.
He followed the signs to the large office of the First Personnel Section of the Police Department. Before he could knock on the door, he heard an unfamiliar voice coming from behind.
"Huh? Isn't your kid Sousuke Takaji? What are you doing standing here?"
Fujiwara Yu turned around in confusion and saw a short-haired police officer less than 1.8 meters tall standing behind him. He was tall and had deep nasolabial folds. He could tell that he was about forty years old. In terms of facial features,
, undoubtedly a scar on the right eyebrow.
He didn't know his colleagues well before coming, or perhaps the materials given to him by Izumi Toru didn't include them at all, so Fujiwara Yu had no choice but to bow to this strange man out of politeness:
"Hello, I'm here to report on the first lesson of human resources."
"The first lesson in personnel?" Uncle Scar scratched the back of his head. He looked down at the employment document in his hand and after confirming it again, he asked aloud: "You are Sosuke Takaji, right? It's no different from the ID photo.
, I have to say that the difference is that I am more handsome."
"That's right, I'm Takaji."
"That's no problem." Uncle Scar walked up cheerfully, smiled and patted Sosuke Takaji on the shoulder and said, "Are you too nervous, Takaji? You are a member of our search class, and you ran to
What are you doing at the Security Department? Let’s go, I’ll take you to the office of the Criminal Investigation Department.”
"...Ah, okay, please excuse me."
"Forgot to introduce myself, I am Otaki Goro, and I am also your boss. You can follow me from now on, let's go!"
Otaki Goro saw the unnatural look on Takaji Sosuke's face and thought that he was a little nervous and restrained when he just joined the job. He deliberately created a familiar appearance so that he could integrate into the big family of the Investigation Division as quickly as possible. As he walked, he said that he would give a
He held a welcome party.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! At this time, Fujiwara Yuu was not nervous. His left hand hidden in his trouser pocket was clenched tightly because he knew that he was betrayed by that old fox Izumiya Tetsu, and he clearly promised to give it.
I assigned myself a casual job, but ended up being assigned to a search class that was so busy that my wife and children were separated.
No wonder he smiled when he handed the identity document to him, believing that this old fox was setting a trap for him.
As a CA agent, he worked for the Japanese police "for free". He never thought that he would get two salaries.
Fujiwara Yu didn't forget to check his police card before entering the big office. He tore off the film on it and found the words "Search Section 1 Forced Criminal Search Department" written underneath. It seemed that the police officer at the door
His eyesight isn't very good either.
Otaki Goro opened the office door, clapped his hands towards the police officers chatting inside, and said cheerfully:
"Everyone, look over here. This is the new police officer in our department. Don't underestimate him. He is from the professional team!"
What hit his face was a strong smell. Fujiwara Yu, who had a keen sense of smell, almost rolled his eyes and made a sound of retching. Fortunately, he followed the courtesy of a good tutor and endured the lack of timely ventilation, which caused nicotine and cigarette tar.
The smell of smoke after fermentation in a closed space.
He tried hard to raise the corners of his mouth to smile, but in the end he failed and said in a stiff tone:
"I am Sosuke Takaji, 24 years old, from Tokyo. I would like to ask you, seniors, for your advice."
"Is he actually from the professional team? It seems that he will definitely transfer to the Metropolitan Police Department in the future!" A short and fat uncle said with a cheerful smile. The blessing of the Kansai accent made people think that he was talking about Mancai. He used his strength
He took a bite of the crispy croquette and introduced himself: "I am Ishibashi Ikuji. Just call me Ishibashi. Please don't call me Ishibashi, senior. This is not popular in Osaka!"
"I am Sakata Yusuke, and I would like to ask for Mr. Takaji's advice." Sakata Yusuke's age seems to have just graduated from the police academy. He wears glasses and looks a bit like a graduate student. He is very shy and seems to have a bad attitude towards others.
Relatively honest.
"Then where is your position, Takaji..."
Jingle Bell.
The landline phone on the table made a pleasant sound, and an ominous premonition suddenly arose.
Fujiwara Yu frowned. Could it be that he encountered another incident on his first day of reporting? His luck really hasn't improved at all, and there are even signs of going downhill.
"Hey, this is Otaki, um, okay, I understand, I'm here!" Otaki Goro instantly stopped smiling, with a serious face. After listening to the content of the call, he picked up the suit jacket placed on the office chair and shook his head.
He didn't reply: "Brother Ishibashi, I'll leave this office to you, Takaji, come with me!"