I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

"Well, Iwata Deputy Section Chief, you never thought that I did all of this? The broken picture scroll, maybe it was me through a window or a toilet, and I let Hiroshi run away with him? "

Iwata's inexplicable attitude of 100% trust made Araki Sosuke a little uncomfortable, almost thinking that the other party regarded himself as a long-lost bastard.

"Although it has been confirmed that the president was slashed to death by his own mahogany sword on the spot, and your fingerprints were found on the murder weapon... but I know that with your skill, you don't need any murder weapon at all."

"That's also possible, the guy Guangzhi is the real murderer, and he deliberately throws the pot away to give me suspicious formation..."

"Vice President Chang Tian has always respected President Shiben as his father. It is impossible to do such a thing... Moreover, his whereabouts are unknown now, and the situation may be far more dangerous than you and me!"

Iwata shook his head firmly, as if he was no longer willing to argue with Araki Sosuke on this topic.

"Even so, it's not that I don't doubt me at all, right? With my more than one hundred counseling records, if I put them in the ordinary police station, they can be directly prosecuted without any interrogation."

For the first time, Sosuke Araki felt the stubbornness of this old middle-aged uncle with the same vicissitudes of suit and face.

"Although with my authority, it is not clear what role you played in many incidents... But three days ago, in the "Yoshiwara Yanshang" Shenyin, the ninth lesson owed you more than 20 Life! "

"Just because of my life-saving grace? Maybe it's just me..."

"The last time I saw Section Chief Mochizuki was on Obon Day."

Ignoring Sosuke Araki's ridicule, Takeshi Iwata unreasonably put his feet on the wide tabletop, fell back on the back of the chair, and lighted himself another cigarette.

"She stayed alone in front of the open door of hell. When we were to evacuate first, the last thing she said to me was..."

"...If you meet the late fellow Araki Zongsuke on the road, let him roll over!"

He looked vaguely at the ceiling above his head, and his thoughts followed the smoke above the interrogation room and flew back to the night when the building was about to fall.

"At such a critical juncture, Section Chief Mochizuki regarded you as the most trustworthy person...I believe in her vision!"

The lonely petite figure standing under the scarlet giant gate, gradually swallowed by grievances, and never seen again, is the knot that Iwata and most of the ninth class agents can't untie in their hearts for a lifetime.

"So, Araki-kun, please remember carefully, you can't let go of every detail that happened from beginning to end before and after the case, and let us figure out the rest!"

"That's it... every detail that happened from beginning to end?"

Araki Sosuke put his hands on his chin, his evil eyes narrowed slightly, and he was caught in a flood of intricate memories: "... Then it will be the first time I set foot on the peak of my life and my deposit balance exceeded 50 million yen. Speaking of that day."

...

21 hours before Shimoto Ichiro's death, Akihabara Electric Town, M'S Department Store.

Throughout the morning, the corridors of the Soul Eliminators Association were filled with serious, hurried staff.

The day before, a series of "Aum Shinrikai Gas Leakage" incidents triggered by the "Yoshiwara Yanjo" God, a certain grievance, and Kato Junko are still in the final stage.

Most people suffering from "gas poisoning" have basically recovered after supplementing electrolytes and taking adequate rest.

Some people even entered a state of absolute calm, reason and ruthlessness for some reasons, and couldn't wait to devote themselves to study and work the next day.

In the next day's National Public University Volunteer Examination and the International Student Examination, there were even more good results than previous years.

Of course, after that night, there were many cases of awakening all kinds of strange hobbies, publicly announcing that they would come out, or simply being unable to regain their lives, or becoming a monk.

But none of this can conceal the sadness of a small number of people fighting on the front line, frail patients, and elderly people, who can no longer wake up from the vain "great joy".

"Oh, Xiaoniao Youshi, sorry, sorry, I just woke up in the association, and I immediately called back as soon as I saw your call history..."

In this dull corridor, the noise of someone chatting on the phone with a loud voice faintly echoed.

"...Don't worry, I'm in good health, and the exhaustion of spending the night with Kato-sensei Ji fights, and I wake up all away."

What made everyone daring not to say anything was that the source of this sound came from the middle of the corridor, in the room marked "Vice President's Office".

"You mean Sister Hanyu? After I woke up in the research institute, I went straight upstairs to do the ‘reporting work’. I haven’t seen her yet..."

When passing by the door, many staff members glanced subconsciously to see who was so bold and daring to be so noisy in the office of Vice President Chang Tian, ​​which has always been strict.

"How about the school trip... Have you seen Hakkoda Mountain, are you ready to go to Sapporo..."

However, what appeared in the office was a scene that made their eyes burst.

"Ah, thanks...huh...just put the tea aside...hot towel? No need..."

Wearing a T-shirt with "EVA Ending BISS" printed on it and Hawaiian panties, the exposed hands and feet were covered with tattoos. He was sitting in the position that originally belonged to Vice President Tsugada, talking on the phone dumbly.

By the way, it was covered with hairy legs and feet with flip-flops, and it was laid out on the mahogany table.

"Wait, it snows in Hokkaido so early this year? The snow scene should be spectacular...that's why it has been sour recently, press harder..."

And beside him serving tea, pouring cigarettes, lighting cigarettes, pressing his shoulders and rubbing his hips, like a secretary of life, is the original owner of this office, Hiroshi Changtian.

"Yeah, I'll talk about the details when you come back. Anyway, there is the spirit eliminator Araki Sosuke, there is nothing to worry about, wow hahahahahaha..."

Regarding the fact that this criminal-looking blond gangster "pollutes" the beloved leather revolving ergonomic office chair and Vietnamese mahogany office desk that he wipes several times a day, and the whole office is full of smoke, Hiroshi Chang Tian If not heard.

At this moment, his eyes are shining with a light called "flattering", which is about to melt the thick lens.

"Hello, Vice President Chang Tian, ​​is it possible that he lost his gambling money and took a photo loan outside, and now he is called by someone? 』

"What nonsense, who do you think of Vice President Chang Tian? In my opinion, he must have paid no attention when he went to the hotel for assistance, and was stolen and blackmailed! 』

"The other one seems to be a spirit remover who only registered last month. What is the code name of the lonely macho?" 』

"Have you guys watched the news? This morning, many married people came out of the closet publicly on social media! It’s said that someone saw Vice President Tsuneta and Yamada-kun hug each other tightly without clothes. Could it be that after the Vice President awakened, they had a new relationship so soon..."

In the early morning Spirit Eliminators Association, there are many complicated stories about Vice President Chang Tian coming out publicly, indulging in gambling, assisting the hotel, and junior high.

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