"I'm getting away, so you guys can help me. Security here isn't as tight as I thought."
That's what the residents of the back street who were put in the detention center called out for.
He's still a young man. Something like around twenty, I guess. But as long as the backstreet history was, it was felt by the two voiced. I can somehow tell by the atmosphere. My arms are going to stand too.
Voiced out were members of the Relief Incision and Chinese Mafia, each one of whom was arrested in a recent catch.
Two of the arrested companions are said to have died of acute heart failure during interrogation, but they also suspect that they lost their lives as a result of excessive torture. I was scared of the fear of death that it might be my turn next.
I was told such a story there, so it was only natural to try to escape in the first place. Because if you keep doing nothing and make a big deal out of it, it could kill you.
Speaking back street residents easily unlocked their room and also let the door of the secure incision and the Chinese mafia's constituent's room open.
"I used to be sleazy. I just puked him out."
I laugh when I say that, and let the card keys flicker.
"But from here on out is the key. I can't go from here on my own. I'll get help."
Following the instructions of a young man named Ex-Sli, the two move.
It's a very simple role to make noises to distract the guards.
Beating the wall, a former sleigh man circled from behind where the guard came to look around, waved a knife down his neck and stunned him with a blow.
Two people breathing in vibrant arrangements.
"Shouldn't we just kill him?
A member of the reassuring incision speaks to the former sleigh dragging the body of the fallen guard.
"Don't be stupid. Kill him and the police will be desperate, and he'll be even more guilty when he gets caught. And I've never killed anyone, and I don't want to."
Former Suri smiled and dragged the guard's body to the entrance, using fingerprint and iris authentication, plus a card key to open the door.
A few police officers encountered along the way are ex-sri men who faint in the same way. Seeing that quick and accurate move, I still don't think it's the only one, the Chinese mafia and two reassurance incision constituents.
"Light...... you got away"
All three of them went outside the police station, and a Chinese mafia man groans. It was incredible how easy it was to get out there.
"I guess I was caught off guard from that sentiment that no one could escape from the euthanasia police station detention center, which is said to be scarier than innocent hell. Let's get out of here and get out of here."
The former Sri youth told him with a refreshing smile.
Where the Chinese mafia and the reassurance incision constituents are no longer visible, the self-proclaimed ex-Suri youth returns to the euthanasia police station. A middle-aged detective with thinner head was standing in front of the precinct spraying smoke.
"It worked"
Matsumoto, who called himself a former Suri youth and let them escape, laughs toward Umezu.
"Thank you very much. Some of them complained. He said he hit me too hard."
"But if you don't do it a little hard, you'll be suspicious."
"Well, so is that."
To Matsumoto, who disputed, Umezu smiled bitterly and threw a sucker shell in his mobile ashtray.
There are quite a few police officers in the backstreet section of the national police station who say they are former backstreet residents. Not particularly unusual.
It was when Kaori Takeda fell into the back street when she was fifteen. I built a wholesale organization around the faces of the ladies I was holding my head against and the regiment of absorbed fools.
Kaori washed her legs off the back street and became a police officer, not long after she turned seventeen, because there was a police officer in the Juvenile Division who died for herself. He was caught in a war and died covered in scented seedlings.
I often went to Kaori's place, preached persistently, sometimes coached, sometimes talked, and when I realized that Kaori had become in love with the police officer, and when I realized that I was out of breath in front of myself.
Not much of a shock, Kaori couldn't get out of the house for nearly a month. Many people washed their feet from the tissue, leaving the tissue thrown out, as there was no point in being in tissue without incense seedlings.
Kaori then chose the path to becoming a police officer.
Being a former backstreet dweller, there were quite a few of them, but Kaori, without giving in, is recognized for his power and assigned to the backstreet section, which is a super elite militant.
Immediately after becoming a detective in the Backstreet Division, Kaori visited the organization she once headed - "The Dignity of Meat Chunks".
Organizational changes were still being heard by the remaining constituents. The replacement of constituents is intense, the boss clearly lacks both leadership and commercial talent, and the organization seems to be operating much miserably.
When I went to the headquarters of the organization in Warehouse Street, after more unfamiliar faces, they all had no hegemony. Former constituents of the era, for which Kaori was the head, were delighted to see Kaori, but also under the impression that she was clearly tired. And I find out that the reason they're happy is because they expected Kaori to teach them their current boss.
"What are you doing here?"
The second generation that succeeded Kaori - Mitsuo Sakurai - looked up at Kaori and called out in a tall voice.
Kaori knew his name and face, of course. The constituents remember everything. I also remember what kind of person he was. Mitsumomo is a child whose incense seedlings were particularly adorable. That's why I couldn't believe that this kid had succeeded.
The boy who lost his parents in the wake of the war in their organization. To fulfill his responsibilities, Kaori took him away. Mitsuo also accepted it.
Five years younger than Kaori, I should have been in elementary school at my age in the beginning. I'm also surprised that I haven't grown any taller since then. My face hasn't changed either. Stay a child.
He's dodgy, troubled, timid, and above all, bothered with mild intellectual impairment. It is not a vessel that can stand at the top very well. What the hell happened to him and put him at the top?
"I had it modified at the Snow Oka Institute. Yikes. I became a hero of justice. And since you've made a terrible sacrifice to gain power, there's no one here to defy me."
with a masochistic grin, said the light man. Kaori understands that some of the sacrifices made were too cruel to complain to him, but the constituents who knew the facts.
In fact, Gwangman does a big job. When there was a protest with other organizations, he said it was the optical man who relied most on him. He says he hasn't let the dead out as one since Kaori left because of him.
But Kaori doesn't condone it. He pointed out the problem of not running the organization well and asked for improvement, but Kwangman did not listen.
"Why should I be confused with someone who throws an organization at me?"
"I'm not familiar with you, I'm paying attention to you - though. You know you can't do what you're doing, you can't do what you're doing."
"What is it, the way you look at it from above? I don't think Takeda's on top of me anymore."
"You are... not only looking, but still stopping in your head as an elementary school student?
I said it unexpectedly and then I got upset. I forgot, but he said there should have been a bit of a wisdom lag in there.
"Heh, heh, heh, heh, heh! The second thing people care about. Say no! I'm still reading a lot of difficult books and studying to catch up with everyone at all! Yet... Takeda, make fun of me! Get out! Get out! also, never again... never again..."
A light man who repeats the word over and over again, not twice, in tears. I know why, too, Kaori. Because I know, I could see the light man with a look I also saw in pity.
On the other hand, when you see this bullying of the light man, the abomination of the scented seedlings is tickled.
I understood Kaori. I guess Kwangman wanted me to praise myself for working desperately hard. And yet, if I thought I hadn't shown up in a long time, I'd just deny it, and I guess that hurt me.
"Don't ever come back!
"Sorry......"
Apologizing as he stroked the head of the light man who cried and shouted, Kaori followed his former organization.
I haven't exactly met Hikaru. After the organization's home was relocated somewhere, even the constituents who were connected to Kaori were somehow unable to contact them.
Then two years later - that is, seven years before now, I heard that the dignity of meat chunks had switched businesses to unacceptable human trafficking organizations, not wholesale organizations, even in the back streets, and Kaori desperately followed their news, but it was difficult to grasp its foothold.
Although he was originally a wholesale organisation, and therefore should have had some idea of Iloha escaping the police chase, nevertheless, it seems anomalous that even his own investigation, which knows how the organisation works, cannot grasp the traces.
Kaori sees that there must have been some major transformation, not just a saddle change. I don't think I can do such a shitty business with that light man.
It is a scented seedling that independently followed the dignity of meat chunks for several years since then, but the blinding results remained unattainable. Even if you think you've caught someone from the organization, you're all hired and chimped. The body of the dignity of the meat mass, at the bottom of the darkness of society, was diving deeply.
That finally came here and flickered that shadow.
Kaori sees that now is an opportune time to put on the Keri of the past and to find out the truth about the changes in the organization.
Kaori was ordered to act with Li Lei, True, and Adonis.
Calling the three men to the police for information exchange and confirmation. Kaori gave Li Lei pictures and footage of the factory of the secure incision.
"We've been filming. If this isn't enough, I'll shoot it with you right away. And the shooting at the scene of the organ removal is not allowed by the boulder. Turn around, we're the police, and if anyone was about to get killed, we can't just shut up and overlook it."
"Okay. I'm gonna hit you with this..."
I think Li Lei will have to tell the upper management about the situation and admit it.
"This organization called the dignity of meat chunks has not been advertised, nor have there been any methods of contact out there. It operates almost exclusively through direct reviews. When I was still a wholesale organization, I also purchased troublesome stuff and the police were watching me, so that's how I did it."
"In this day and age, I can't believe I can just do word of mouth without relying on publicity at all?
Truth speaks the question.
"I need publicity, but too much publicity is a loss for me."
"I don't know what you're talking about. What kind of logic?
Adonis asks the fragrant seedlings I assure you.
"I don't trust products that invest in promotional advertising because they are out of hand elsewhere for that matter. Conversely, there are quite a few good products that do not focus on publicity. I just can't afford to advertise, and for that matter, I'm trying to improve the quality and gain credibility. But many people in the world want to buy whooping crude products that invest in publicity."
(Yukioka used to say something similar)
I really understood what Kaori was trying to say.
"You mean don't rely on publicity?
"I didn't say that. We can't sell prizes without some publicity, and it's a matter of degree."
In response to Adonis' words, Kaori said.
"How do I find good products that I haven't advertised?
Now Li Lei asks the question.
"It's about creating your own information network that you can trust. The best way to know good stuff is via word of mouth. Of course, you can try it yourself, and if it's something you can try, spread the word properly. Otherwise, it won't moisturize where you're making good products."
So much so that I noticed that the topic of Kaori was uneven.
"I'll get back to it, but I've spinned the information network on the back street fully and heard several reviews. And I pretended to be a client, and I did a lot of investigative work. It's not like Gase, he spotted this one as the police, and he never caught on. All emptied. So much so that they scattered suspicions that there might be a traitor inside the police. Of course, I'm the first boss of meat hunk dignity."
"Didn't the Japanese police forbid you to investigate?
"You were forbidden. Detective, I've been doing quite a bit of drama."
Li Lei said as surprised by the question he had truly spoken.
"Because it was forbidden. What? I can't believe you followed the rules. That kind of sweetness doesn't go through the Backstreet Division."
"Is it sweet? It..."
Li Lei smiles bitterly at the scented seedlings that I assure you are pizzy.
"If some fool decides on his own, abides by stupid rules and stupid laws, because it's a loss"
I even float a mockery and Kaori says it off. While on the law-abiding side, and on the institutional side, her spirit was fundamentally outlaw and counter-institutional.
"By the way, not all investigations in Japan are prohibited. I'm not passive about the investigation, and I have a lot of loud arrangements. Because there is such a thing as pretending to be a customer in order to explore illegal sales routes and suppress evidence. If you can't even forbid it, there's nothing you can do."
"Well, that's certainly an investigation."
Li Lei is convinced as he strokes his mustache.
"It's a fine investigation. Back to the point, a lot of the M.O. 's for meat chunks of dignity not to be caught by the police is what I thought, or even taught it. That's why I knew what they were doing. For example, hiring a dick who doesn't directly use people who belong to an organization and don't know what's going on is and always has been the same. But I can't completely erase the trace. Because that's what people do."
"We're off the record again. What are we gonna do after all?"
Truly pointed out, Kaori coughed lightly.
"Two tissues that were in a honeymoon relationship with the dignity of meat chunks - a secure incision and an unnamed Chinese mafia - see these two tissues as clues now that they are cut with the dignity of meat chunks. If it's their heads on the boulder, they must know something powerful. Especially since the reassuring incision has always been covered up with the help of the dignity of the meat mass."
"Yet you turned down the relationship, blinded by the immediate interests and abandoned the safety aspect..."
Li Lei listens to Kaori and tells him like he's scared. It's not just him, it's also true and Adonis.
"The police are trying to locate Ajito now. Probably find out. Don't tell me how."
Scented seedlings that make you laugh like a prank.
"So, I'll also wait for Li Lei's arrival before stepping in, but I want it to be either a reassuring incision or a Chinese mafia. Two organizations, we're going to step in at the same time."
"Then at the Chinese Mafia..."
As for Li Lei, the Chinese mafia without his name was his destiny. Of course, the ideal is to capture the members of both organizations and send them to their home countries.