chsdbacks #341 - Kitahara Kensuke's Secret Mission (2 in 1 order)
#341 - Kitahara Kensuke's Secret Mission (2 in 1 order)
Game Subtitle: "Nagasaki Prefecture · Police Headquarters"
G-chan's VR first-person view allows free movement.
In front is a restroom, she operates the protagonist and looks in the mirror.
A tall, thin man, around 28 years old, wearing a Metropolitan Police Department uniform, appears in the mirror.
Because he hasn't had a good rest for several days, there are dark circles under his eyes.
G-chan: "This protagonist is quite handsome."
On the protagonist's left chest, a name tag is hung:
"Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, Special Crime Investigation Division, Kitahara Kensuke, Assistant Inspector"
He vigorously rubbed his face in front of the faucet to brace himself, took a deep breath, and then walked out of the restroom.
Arriving in front of the interrogation room, he said to the guarding officer:
"Let me interrogate him alone."
After entering the room, he sat face to face with a middle-aged man in a white coat.
G-chan looked down and found the prisoner's information in her field of vision:
"Arazaka Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd., Head of the First Research Institute, Ueda Yusaku"
Upon seeing Kitahara, Ueda Yusaku's eyes lit up with ecstasy. Just as he was about to speak, Kitahara raised his hand to stop him.
Kitahara looked around, locked the door, and then turned off the camera.
After returning to his seat, he said in a deep voice:
"Mr. Ueda, I hope you understand that I can't get you out every time."
Ueda scratched his head:
"Sorry, but this time it's really needed for the company's business development, and my subordinates got a little itchy..."
Kitahara Kensuke sneered:
"A little itchy and you do fake accounts and evade taxes? I hope you understand that those old men in the Diet are not easy to fool."
Ueda casually joked:
"Isn't this a coincidence? The Arazaka family behind Arazaka Pharmaceutical also has many spokespersons in the Diet. Assistant Inspector Kitahara, politics is very complicated, you better not investigate this science park too deeply."
Ueda's words were both a joke and a threat.
Veins bulged on Kitahara's forehead, but he quickly calmed down: "I will find a way to clear your suspicion and try to get you bail."
Ueda's expression softened, and he smiled as he straightened his tie:
"That's right. Don't worry, Arazaka Assemblyman will not forget your protection of the Arazaka family, Mr. Assistant Inspector."
With that, he familiarly took out a piece of paper and wrote an address and a password on it.
"As usual, you go to this place and enter the door with the password. In the black cabinet, there is a gift to thank you for your help this time."
Looking at this note, Kitahara hesitated for a moment.
He knew that the more he took this stuff, the deeper he would sink.
Ueda's face came closer, his voice like the whisper of a demon:
"Mr. Kitahara, you can take this money with peace of mind, what's there to hesitate?
Money is a good thing, especially for a man approaching 30 years old. It's even more so.
I heard that you and your wife have recently passed the seven-year itch of marriage and are going through a divorce. At this time, the role of money comes into play, doesn't it?
You can buy some pikapika shiny items to please women, maybe they will have miraculous effects."
Hearing this, the figure of a girl of similar age to her appeared in Kitahara's mind.
He silently took the note and stuffed it into his pocket, and said fiercely: "Remember, we didn't talk about anything today."
Just as he turned around, the other party stopped him again:
"Oh, please wait, under the bed in that small room, there is also a small metal box, inside which is a prototype of a new type of gun made by Arazaka Weapons Development Company. This is an extra gift we plan to give you.
Our boss has always heard that you are a gun enthusiast, but according to Japanese law, civil servants are not allowed to possess private guns. Your hobby must have never been satisfied, so this is a small token of Arazaka Assemblyman's appreciation."
……
After leaving the interrogation room, the game popped up a prompt:
[Target updated, go to the address recorded on the note to get cash and weapons]
After that, G-chan can control the character to move freely.
She looked around with the VR view.
Inside the police headquarters, the atmosphere was full of busyness, and constant quarrels and phone calls came from all directions.
The barrage exclaimed:
"Wow, this lighting and sound are so real. Taoyuan Township's game is more refined than its previous works!"
"Indeed, it's more realistic than 'My Wife is the Savior' in terms of modeling and texture rendering."
"Although Taoyuan Township doesn't say anything, it turns out they have been constantly improving!"
When G-chan controlled the protagonist to walk out of the building, conversations from police chiefs kept coming from around:
"There's another alarm from the neighborhood near Eight Street, someone claiming to have been bitten by their neighbor."
"Huh? How boring are these citizens, using the police as objects of pranks?"
"Let's go take a look, maybe it's a mental illness or epilepsy..."
"Similar alarms have also been received from Izumo Street. Could it be that these pranks are all colluding?"
"Aren't these two streets all neighborhoods near Arazaka Science Park? I remember that this science park was urgently evacuated a few days ago because of some production accident?"
After leaving the police station, G-chan opened the big map, and under the navigation, drove to a certain house inside Eight Street.
This small house is located on the second floor of a two-story apartment, and it looks like no one has rented it for a long time.
Kitahara skillfully opened the password door, entered the house, stuffed a large amount of yen from the cabinet into his backpack, and then found the pistol under the bed.
When he first saw this gun, Kitahara frowned. He had never seen a pistol with such a strange shape. All the parts were irregular and asymmetrical.
Could it be that Ueda, this shrewd person, wants to use the name of giving gifts to let me test new products for their group for free?
After putting away the gun, Kitahara left the apartment, got into his private car and prepared to leave.
Suddenly!
Screams suspected to be from women came from the nearby streets, followed by the sirens of police cars.
Kitahara sighed: "There were several alarms from the police station before, all from Eight Street, but the local police in Nagasaki Prefecture are in charge, so it should be fine, right? Besides, this is not the purpose of my business trip."
Kitahara Kensuke's business trip from Tokyo to the Kansai region this time was for two missions.
The first task is to investigate Arazaka Pharmaceutical's tax evasion, but this is just a guise.
Kitahara's real purpose is the second secret mission, which is written in the mission log:
"Kitahara: Police headquarters received a tip that after the Arazaka Science Park production accident in Nagasaki, many researchers we had been focusing on have disappeared. We suspect that they will take the Shinkansen train tomorrow morning to abscond. Please board that train and find all the absconding researchers."
Closing the mission log, Kitahara Kensuke let out a long sigh and started the car.
This business trip to Nagasaki Prefecture, in addition to official business, he also has a private matter.
Just as Ueda Yusaku said, he and his wife, Nagasawa Emi, whom he had loved for seven years and been married to for five years, were in a marital crisis.
After a fierce quarrel, Emi, in a fit of anger, returned to her parents' home in Nagasaki City.
Kitahara Kensuke's trip was also to save his crumbling marriage.
Kitahara first drove to a shopping mall in the city center, bought an expensive lady's necklace, and then came to the apartment where Emi's parents' home was located.
After knocking on the door, his mother-in-law, Aihara Mie, opened the door.
"Mom, sorry for the long absence."
"Kensuke, you're here, come in and sit down."
The atmosphere in the living room was a bit depressing. Emi was sitting on the sofa, her eyes swollen from crying. It seemed like she had just complained to her parents.
And his father-in-law, Nagasawa Masashi, was watching the comedy program on TV with his hands folded and a straight face.
Seeing Kensuke enter the door, Emi returned to her room and closed the door.
Kensuke awkwardly handed the souvenir to his father-in-law.
After a while, Nagasawa Masashi said:
"Kensuke, Emi complained a lot about your relationship when she came back..."
Kensuke lowered his head: "I'm really sorry, I made you worry, I neglected Emi's care."
Masashi sighed:
"I know my Emi's personality very well. There must be a problem with the marriage, and it's definitely not just one person's fault. I also educated her just now.
But you have to know that as a man, we have to be more responsible. After all, you still have a three-year-old child.
Go to her room and coax her, and then go back to Tokyo together tomorrow morning."
……
After the plot was played, G-chan started to move freely in Nagasawa's house.
Everyone then realized that whether it was the details of the furniture or the actions of the NPCs, they were lifelike, like real people.
Barrage: "Wow, I finally know where Taoyuan Township spent the game budget. This is a true detail freak."
After rummaging through the cabinets, G-chan found some items and put them into her bag:
[Compressed Biscuits]
[Large Bottle of Juice]
[Universal Fruit Knife]
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[Trauma Spray]
[Household Flashlight]
G-chan rummaged around, and when she finally wanted to take the good tea on the table in front of her father-in-law, her father-in-law snorted with his arms folded.
She instantly stuck out her tongue: "Forget it, let's just take these. If I offend my father-in-law, I won't be able to coax my wife back."
The barrage was amused:
"Hahahahahaha, this game is not like other RPGs where you can rummage through cabinets at will. It's so real."
"Little meat bun, you're almost emptying your father-in-law's house, and you haven't offended him yet?"
"[Just take these]"
After searching for almost everything, G-chan controlled the protagonist and opened Emi's boudoir.
His wife Emi was sitting on the head of the bed, and the bedside lamp showed her delicate profile, fair skin and slender figure.
G-chan was happy: "Good fellow, the male lead doesn't cherish this kind of petite wife. Mrs., I like you!"
G-chan waved her VR gloves, took out the newly bought necklace from the jewelry box, gathered her wife's long hair, and put it on for her.
Emi's delicate body trembled slightly, but she didn't refuse.
Emi raised the necklace: "This... isn't cheap, right?"
Kensuke: "I'm glad you like it. I just... got a bonus from the Metropolitan Police Department."
Hearing this, Emi's eyes gradually dimmed:
"You're lying to me. The evening news said that the government is cutting the public budget. How can a police officer get so much bonus? Is this dirty money you got from protecting others again?"
Kitahara Kensuke pursed his lips, noncommittal.
Emi turned around and grabbed Kensuke's hand:
"Kensuke, promise me, quit this job, return all this money, you make me feel scared!"
Kitahara said seriously: "But doing so can allow me to get more wealth. That way, I can add more good things to our family, and you don't have to rack your brains for the monthly rent and expenses."
Emi shook her head:
"But we lose more. Since you were promoted to assistant inspector these years, you often need to deal with various social events. You obviously spend less time at home.
I take on most of the housework alone, and I go to the parents' meetings at the kindergarten every time. Our relationship has obviously faded.
And in your eyes, there is only your work and social events. You often go on business trips to clean up and wipe the ass of congressmen. The more money you take, the more scared I feel. This will ruin you sooner or later."
Emi grabbed Kensuke's shoulders: "Promise me, stop doing these things, let's go back to an ordinary life, okay? Just like when we first met."
Kitahara avoided Emi's eyes and muttered: "But, I need more money and status."
Emi's eyes dimmed, her expression was silent, and her arms fell weakly from Kitahara's shoulders.
She sighed: "I will take the train back to Tokyo with you tomorrow..."
Kitahara was ecstatic, and then he heard the second half of his wife's sentence:
"Let's go through the divorce procedures. I will have custody of my daughter. In your current state, I don't think you can raise your daughter well."
Kitahara felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar. He was a little confused, scratched his head, and wanted to make a final rescue.
Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a photo on the wall of Emi's room.
"Do you remember? When we first met, it was at a ballroom dance. The dance you danced at that time was particularly good, but your high heels broke, and I rescued you and danced with you later. That was our first meeting.
At that time, you were wearing a cheap handmade four-leaf clover necklace around your neck. You told me that you liked its shape very much.
I told you that I would buy you a more expensive diamond-encrusted four-leaf clover necklace. Now, I have finally made a name for myself. I can afford this kind of necklace. Isn't that what you have around your neck..."
"Kensuke."
Emi interrupted him expressionlessly, silently took off the necklace, and put it back in his hand:
"Don't you understand yet? We can't go back to the past."
……
The next morning.
The sunrise has not yet arrived, and Nagasaki City is still shrouded in a misty gray.
Kensuke took Emi and left home early in the car to Nagasaki Station for the Shinkansen.
They booked the earliest train to Tokyo.
After all, divorce is also a sad thing for the old couple, so the two decided to hide it from the elders and act first and report later.
Kitahara drove the car with a solemn face, and Emi, who was sitting in the passenger seat, also looked at the street scene outside the window in disappointment.
Perhaps this silent atmosphere was suffocating, Kitahara opened his mouth:
"After finishing the procedures, let's go to Hokkaido and pick up Minako from her grandparents' house. It's been many days since you've seen her," Emi said.
Mentioning her daughter, Emi's usually expressionless face softened slightly.
Kensuke: "Oh, right, in the glove compartment of the passenger seat, there's a new dress I bought for Minako. Take it with you."
Emi opened the glove compartment, took out a pink dress, examined it for a moment, and said softly:
"Minako has grown a lot recently. This size is too small for her, and Minako said she doesn't like pink..."
Kensuke coughed awkwardly.
Emi: "See? You always neglect the family and ignore our daughter's growth. You always say being a police officer is busy. I really don't know how busy you can be..."
Just as she finished speaking,
Suddenly!
A large number of police cars rushed out from the intersection ahead!
Sixteen police cars led the way with sirens blaring, followed by a convoy of twenty fire trucks and ambulances. At the end of the convoy, there was a team of police motorcycles bringing up the rear.
The convoy sped through the intersection and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Kitahara frowned slightly.
For the Nagasaki Prefectural Police Headquarters to dispatch such a formation, something significant must have happened.
Kitahara took out his walkie-talkie, adjusted it to the police channel, and soon, various noisy messages came through:
"Requesting support! We are under attack by a large-scale riot near 8-Ban Street and need urgent reinforcements!"
"Medical team, please note that there are multiple injured people with unknown bite wounds in the Sotome area who need treatment. Send ambulances quickly!"
"Fire department, be advised that a small plane has crashed in the Huis Ten Bosch area, with secondary fires breaking out. Immediate response is required!"
"The subway line in the city center from Yachiyo-machi to Peace Park has been damaged. All trains are suspended. Please maintain order!"
"Emergency assistance! We are trapped in the power center. Rioters of unknown identity are attacking us. Requesting rescue!"
The voices on the walkie-talkie became increasingly chaotic. Kitahara simply turned it off and continued driving.
"What happened?" Emi asked, hugging her shoulders.
Kitahara: "Probably... a tax riot? Some citizens are dissatisfied with the high consumption tax, and the shutdown of the Arazaka Science Park has caused a lot of unemployment. However, the Nagasaki Prefectural Police should be able to handle it, right? Besides, our colleagues from the Metropolitan Police Department are also stationed here."
Kitahara accelerated towards Nagasaki Station.
A faint sense of unease rose in his heart: "Emi, send a message to Mom and Dad, tell them to stay home today and not go out. It would be bad if they were accidentally injured in the riot."
Emi nodded and was about to take out her phone to send a message when she was suddenly stunned by the scene outside the window.
She instinctively tugged at Kitahara's sleeve.
The two turned their heads to look and saw a skyscraper in the city center burning fiercely.
The sky was dyed blood red, like hell.