Unforeseen Accident

Ichijō Mirai realized: no wonder.

No wonder Gin was 'someone you've met' and 'will keep you informed of police movements'.

No wonder the fat officer, who looked like he was running away from a manhunt, was fighting with a young officer in an alley that looked like a greasy snack for Ichijō Mirai.

The police are a group of prairie wolves, a collective animal, and every operation is carried out by at least two people. How could a police officer go alone to find the fat police officer?

So this guy is a member of the organization.

The young police officer was like a dead fish lying on the ground from beginning to end, not even afraid of his tail. Ichijō Mirai never paid much attention to the police, and now nodded to his colleagues in the organization: "I didn't expect it to be you."

And with some subtle complication: a colleague... seems like a bit of a loser.

The young man in black was very surprised, unconsciously agitated, his voice was more hoarse and broken for a few moments, like a torn wind, "You remember me?!"

"I," he said, a little incoherent with emotion, "I'm grateful to you and Officer Ichijō for finding out about my mother's death in the first place, thank you very much!"

"I didn't think you'd remember me."

...Huh?

This young police officer and member of a young organization isn't just any dead fish NPC with a plotline?

"Well," Ichijō Mirai immediately filed away, calmly blurting out clues, "I have some memories of the cases my father solved."

He stared at the young man in black and added carefully, "He and my mother are both excellent police officers. They were like the morning star, the direction I yearn for."

And naturally paused for half a beat, before slowly said: "Just did not expect, you..."

According to 'the police found out the real cause of his mother's death, and was very grateful', why would the young man in black be a member of the organization?

Was it because he left the wide open road and went down the path when he was growing up? Or was it because of what the fat officer did?

"You were very good, and to this day, I still remember when Officer Ichijō asked you to comfort me as a child, and you told me who the murderer was without even seeing the scene of the crime when you heard my account of the case," the young man in black was still a little excited, "so I grew up and enrolled in the police academy."

"I joined the organization about a year ago." As a police officer, he joined a criminal organization. When he talked about this, his eyes unconsciously turned away, feeling a little ashamed and angry. "A year ago, I finally had the opportunity to read the case files of the two Ichijō police officers who died that year."

The police require that a case file be kept for every case.

In the twentieth century, most of the files were not registered on computers, but were stored in paper form in the archive room, which could only be accessed with an order.

"There's a lot of doubt in the case files."

The young man frowned in disgust, "The murderer wasn't even a Yakuza out for revenge, it was the guy who violated his police duties and had the nerve to stay in the police station afterward!"

"It was at that time," he looked to Ichijō Mirai, his disgust and anger subconsciously curbed again, adjusting to a gentler mood, "that someone from the organization approached me and asked if I would help you take revenge."

"...I agreed."

Ichijō Mirai realized: oh, one of the proofs that 'the organization has been eyeing the player for a long time'.

He nodded, "I see."

"Because you made some noise that night," The young man in black added, after a pause, automatically omitting and euphemizing, "there was a lot of noise."

"Yesterday, during the day, word spread throughout Tokyo, and the people of Tokyo demanded that the police must investigate and find the murderer to give the people a sense of security, so the police intend to begin a crackdown."

"And," he said, looking around to make sure no one was eavesdropping, lowering his voice in a tone that sounded like a heavy secret, "the medical examiner performed autopsies on three bodies."

Autopsies on three bodies?

Ichijō Mirai tried to remember how many guys he'd killed that night when he tested his elasticity: thirty or forty, he thinks.

Thirty or forty dead guys, and only three autopsies?

He nodded seriously as he took in the weighty secret, "So that's how it is."

It's a game world. 

The real police would never be able to pull a stunt like this, at least not that Ichijō Mirai had ever seen.

"How did it go?"

The young man in black resumed his normal voice, "Some bodies were taken away by their families too quickly, and the police didn't have time to confirm, but they believe that most of the bodies are from convicts, because the bodies left behind have gun calluses in their hands."

Not 'most', but 'all'.

Ichijō Mirai reconfirmed that it was just a game.

How can the police not have time to check, as long as the body is collected, it can be roughly examined, as long as the so-called family members do not wait in front of the police station, when the police arrive, they intercept the body, there is absolutely time to check all.

Moreover, will the body die if we wait a while before giving it to the police? For the police, except when it endangers the lives of the public and violates the law, they should always put the case first, right?

"They also found five or six criminals wanted by the police in the past years," the young man in black said again, lowering his voice again, "the three bodies that were dissected were all wanted criminals."

"No one came to claim their bodies, so the police sent a medical examiner to secretly perform autopsies to confirm the cause and details of their deaths. It has been confirmed that they were killed by police gunfire."

...

What?

Ichijō Mirai responded to the point of the young man in black: it was not 'only three bodies were dissected, ugh, unscrupulous police', but 'three bodies were dissected, the action is really strong.'

The reason why he lowered his voice to sound like he was telling a big secret was not because 'only three bodies were dissected', but because 'the bodies were dissected secretly'.

He: "...?"

Huh?

...it's really a game.

It's an American game.

Forget it. A father hitting his son is a family matter.

Ichijō Mirai ignored the overly incomprehensible point and nodded steadily, responding perfunctorily, "Well, I remember that Japan seems to have a high regard for human remains, and it's surprising that the police actually dissected three of them in secret."

"They're leaning towards it being an internal Yakuza matter," The young man in black was a bit cautious, "At the meeting, part of the police thought that the perpetrators must be too deep in hiding to be found, and part of the police thought that they had to dig up whoever dared to go on a rampage in a residential neighborhood."

"Gin has asked me to assist you in the near future."

"I'm at your disposal for the smallest details."

'Don't go out on your own, don't go out on your own, really don't go out on your own, please.'

Ichijō Mirai had subtly grasped this meaning.

He touched the wooden omamori on his wrist and commented on Gin: Too bad.

He's treating him like a natural disaster in human form... is he still a loving coworker, or is there no such thing as a coworker?

"Of course," Ichijō Mirai responded with a straight face, "as long as you don't think that cooperating with me as a police officer is going to cause any concern on the part of the police..."

Inside the amusement park, gunshots rang out.

"Boom!"

Ichijō Mirai came to a screeching halt as he looked sideways at the sun-drenched amusement park

In his field of vision, a blue system alert popped up: [Trigger 'Unforeseen Accident'.]

[An unexpected accident has occurred in the middle of the transaction, please assist the codename members as soon as possible.]

[Distance to accident: 911.]