I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"Well, Deputy Section Chief Iwata, have you ever thought that I actually did all of this? Maybe I was the one who let Hiroshi run away with me through the window or the toilet? "

Iwata Takeshi's inexplicably 100% trusting attitude made Araki Sousuke a little unaccustomed, and almost thought that the other party regarded him as his long-lost illegitimate child.

"Although it has been confirmed that President Shi was slashed to death by his mahogany sword on the spot, and your fingerprints were also 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. That guy Guangzhi is the real culprit. He's trying to throw the blame on me so that he can create suspicion..."

"Vice-President Tokita has always respected President Tokimoto as his father, and it is impossible to do such a thing... Besides, his whereabouts are unknown now, and the situation may be far more dangerous than you and me!"

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

"Even so, it doesn't mean that I don't suspect me at all, right? With my more than 100 counseling records, if I put it in an ordinary police station, I can directly prosecute without any interrogation."

For the first time, Sousuke Araki felt the stubbornness hidden deep in the heart of this middle-aged uncle with the same vicissitudes of life in his suit and face.

"Although with my authority, I don't know exactly what kind of role you played in many incidents... But three days ago, in the "Yoshihara Yanshang" Shenyin, the ninth class owed you more than 20 yuan. Fate! "

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

"The last time I saw Mr. Mochizuki was the day of the Obon Festival."

Ignoring Araki Sousuke's ridicule, Iwata Takeshi put his feet on the wide table without reason, leaned back on the back of the chair, and lit another cigarette for himself.

"She was left alone in front of the opened gate of hell, and when she asked us to evacuate first, the last words she said to me were..."

"...If you meet that late guy Araki Sousuke on the road, tell him to roll over!"

He looked at the ceiling above his head in a daze, and his thoughts flew back to a certain night when the building was about to collapse along with the smoke above the interrogation room.

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

That petite figure standing alone under the huge bloody red door, gradually swallowed by resentment, and never seen again is the knot that Takeshi Iwata and most of the ninth class agents can't untie in their hearts for a lifetime.

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

"Is that so...every detail that happened from beginning to end?"

Sousuke Araki rested his hands on his chin, squinted his evil eyes slightly, and fell into a flood of complicated memories: "...then when I reached the pinnacle of my life and my deposit balance exceeded 50 million yen for the first time Talk about that day."

...

21 hours before Ichiro Tokimoto's death, Akihabara Electric Town, M'S department store.

Throughout the morning, the corridors of the Spirit Eliminators Association were filled with serious-looking staff members rushing about in a hurry.

The previous day, a series of "Aum Shinrikyo Gas Leakage" incidents triggered by "Yoshihara Enkami", a certain grudge, and Kato Junko are still in the final stage.

Most of the "gas poisoning" people have basically recovered after supplementing electrolytes and adequate rest.

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

On the next day, in the National Public University Volunteer Examination and the International Student Examination, good results far surpassed those of previous years.

Of course, there are also cases where after that night, various strange hobbies were awakened, public announcements came out, or they were unable to get back together, or they were ordained ordained as monks.

But all of this cannot conceal the sadness of a small number of front-line personnel, frail patients and elderly people who can no longer wake up from the illusory "great joy".

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

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

"...Don't worry, I'm in good health. I was exhausted from the battle with Kato-sensei all night, and I woke up all gone."

What made everyone dare not speak out was that the source of the voice came from the room in the middle of the corridor marked "Vice President's Office".

"You mean Sister Hanyu? I went upstairs to do 'reporting work' directly after waking up in the research institute, and I haven't seen her yet..."

When many staff members pass by the door, they will subconsciously cast a glance to see who is so bold and dare to make such a noise in the office of the always strict Vice President Chang Tian.

"How about the school trip... I've seen Mt. Hakkoda, are you going to Sapporo..."

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

"Ah, thank you... Huh... Just put the tea aside first... Hot towels? No need..."

Wearing a T-shirt with the words "EVA Ending BISS" and Hawaiian underpants, the blond young man with exposed hands and feet covered with tattoos is sitting in the seat originally belonged to Vice President Tokita, talking on the phone.

By the way, those feet with hairy legs and flip flops were laid carelessly on the mahogany table top.

"Wait, it snowed so early in Hokkaido this year? The snow scene should be spectacular... It's just that it's been very sour recently, press harder..."

And beside him serving tea and water, lighting cigarettes and lighting, rubbing shoulders and rubbing hips, serving meticulously like a life secretary is the original owner of this office, Hiroshi Toda.

"Yeah, we'll talk about the details when you come back. Anyway, there's Araki Sousuke, the spirit remover, so there's nothing to worry about. Hahahahahahaha..."

Regarding the fact that this criminal-looking blond gangster "contaminated" his beloved leather swivel ergonomic office chair and Vietnamese mahogany office desk that he wiped several times a day, and made the whole office full of cigarette smell, Hiroshi Toda If you haven't heard of it.

At this moment, the light called "flattery" shone in his eyes, which almost melted the thick lenses.

『Hey, Vice President Tokita, maybe he lost a bet and took a photo loan outside, and now someone came to his door, right? 』

『What nonsense, who do you think Vice President Tokita is? In my opinion, he must have not paid attention when he went to the hotel to help, and was stolen and blackmailed! 』

『The other one seems to be a spirit remover who just registered last month. What is his code name called a lonely hunk? 』

"Didn't you guys read the news? This morning, many married closeted women realized that they came out publicly on social media! It is said that last night someone saw Vice-President Tsuneda and Yamada-kun hugging each other tightly without clothes on. Could it be that after the Vice-President awakened, they formed a new relationship so soon...』

In the early morning in the Spirit Eliminators Association, multiple versions of intricate stories about Vice President Chang Tian's public coming out, his addiction to gambling, helping the hotel, and the mistress's ascendancy were quietly and quickly circulated.