Chapter 69 Section sixty-seven

Mikami was thinking about Erdu while going upstairs. This is probably the first time since he entered the industry that he failed to complete the task assigned by his superiors, and lost to the force majeure factor of the kidnapping case.No, maybe he failed long before that. The threat of "Koda's Letter" ended up being a feint.Although he made many bluffing moves regardless of his identity, they only brought unnecessary stimulation to the criminal department, and left the battlefield silently without any effect.Anyway, Mikami finally got rid of his eyes, and he can concentrate on his work without worrying about being stabbed in the back.

The Minister of Police's room was a little dark.The fluorescent lights on the ceiling were turned off, leaving only the small lamps on the walls that tinted the curtains, sofa and rug a pale orange. "This is to make people think that the minister is off duty." These were the first words Ishii spoke.It seems that he was frightened by the reporter.Perhaps because of the lighting, the wrinkles on his face accentuate his tiredness. Akama was lying on the sofa with his shoes on, his hands and feet stretched freely regardless of his image, his eyes were empty, and he didn't even look at Sankami at all.Mikami also didn't look at him.

"Isn't it postponed?" Mikami asked Ishii. "Just say it's suspended! Actually, it means cancel, but the word cancel is not said." Is he disappointed?Still relieved?From the tone of his voice, it seemed that he had both emotions.Thinking about it, it was the same reaction when he learned of the kidnapping during the day.In this way, the officer won't be able to come... "Is the reporting agreement okay?" "I think it should be done." "That's good. In short, I've had enough of those reporters. I don't know how to know the name of the victim after chasing me! Tell them to go to the criminal department to ask for answers, and they all slapped their teeth and claws. I don't know how many ugly words they said."

"I see, I'll tell them about the cancellation." Mikami got up quickly, saluted Akama who was always lying on the sofa, and walked towards the door. Akama's voice came from behind. "Is this all a good thing done by the criminal department?" Mikami looked back, and Akama stared blankly at the ceiling. A chilly wind blew across my chest. It doesn't matter anymore!Who cares about everything in Tokyo?Who cares what happens to Tokyo?Who cares if he still has a place to live in Tokyo?What about the countries of the world?Aren't they all made up of everyone's hometown?Akama also has his own hometown!There are also police in his hometown, and many brothers are protecting the security in the village.Isn't he proud?Don't you feel honored to be a part of it?What can his humble ambition bring to the village?It's just that my dream is broken, so what's there to sigh about?As long as the hometown is safe and sound, peaceful and safe, isn't that enough?

Is this all a good thing the criminal department did... "No." Mikami replied. "It's a good job for gangsters."