Tokyo Agent: Starting with Picking Up a Problem Girl

Chapter 146 This place, you can't touch it!

He shrank his neck.

His eyes darted away.

Trembling cautiously.

"Investigator, sir!"

This is the process.

The investigator thought to himself that it was a waste; he had already experienced this set today, and going through it again wouldn't bring much satisfaction.

He should come tomorrow.

Since the person in charge has already been identified, there's no rush to resolve the issue.

"Tell me, what happened?"

The investigator picked at his ear, secretly lamenting the loss, while casually questioning the suspect.

"Sir, you mean—"

"You're still pretending to be stupid now that you're here."

The investigator smiled with satisfaction.

Wow, there's a touch of struggle in your little mood. You really understand our needs.

"Don't you have any idea what kind of trouble you've gotten yourself into?"

Kimura cursed inwardly, thinking, "Why don't you just ask me what you want to know? Why do you have to go through all this trouble?"

It's a real shame that their happiness isn't shared.

"This, I really—"

"Sir, as you know, I always follow the rules."

"You follow the rules."

The investigator scoffed.

"Let's not talk about the past. Tell me, what's going on with Sakaki Geino?"

"They are our major taxpayers. Have you lost your mind and dared to cause them trouble?"

"Sakaki Geino?"

Kimura was taken aback.

"My lord, I truly do not know what I have done wrong. Perhaps you could offer some further guidance?"

The investigator stared into his eyes and sensed that the confusion on the man's face did not seem fake.

Kimura Yuya isn't a particularly cunning person; he's only ever done small-scale, low-paying voyeurism.

However, the things he provided as evidence had accompanied him through countless stressful nights, so he had developed some attachment to them.

Even with a celebrity he was keeping as a mistress, he was able to successfully communicate with her only through the information he had.

I'd consider myself a part-time matchmaker.

"Weren't you working for someone recently, gathering crowds under the guise of recruitment and disrupting Sakaki Geino's normal work?"

The investigator bluffed.

"Kimura Yuzuru, think carefully before you answer. Since we called you here, we must have a lot of evidence."

"Your statement isn't important, but a good attitude might be beneficial for you."

It's the same old story. If he says that, then he definitely has no evidence whatsoever.

Kimura understood perfectly.

We've all known each other for a long time, so who can fool whom? Really.

But you know what? This time, the words I used to deceive myself were actually very close to the truth.

He didn't answer immediately, but instead pretended to be trying hard to remember before replying.

"Sir, I did take on some flyer distribution work recently, but I absolutely did not intend to cause any damage."

"As you know, I haven't been here for quite a while. Recently—recently, my income has indeed been rather dismal."

Kimura made a smug expression.

"But don't worry, the peak season for actors is coming soon, and there will definitely be plenty of [actors] then—"

"Kimura Yuzuru, stop rambling!"

The investigator made a rather hasty judgment, after all, based on past experience, Kimura Yuzuru was not cut out to be an actor.

His performance suggests that he is indeed making a fairly ordinary living as a middleman, merely trying to make ends meet during a difficult economic downturn.

Professional neck shrinking.

However, this time Kimura's gaze did not waver; in fact, it seemed somewhat aggrieved.

After all, he and Nakajima Hiroshi had already analyzed this process in detail and were mentally prepared.

He kept his head down, his mouth trembling, like a cowardly fool.

"My lord, about this matter, I—"

Stuttering and stammering.

It seems like I was completely unprepared and had no idea how to deal with it.

It's simpler than I imagined.

Yes, don't look up, don't make eye contact, and don't speak too fluently. Treat him like a regular customer who needs to be appeased.

He silently recited the key points taught by Nakajima Hiroshi.

"Forget it, Sakaki Geino is one of your biggest clients, I doubt you'd dare target him!"

Seeing this, the investigator's tone became even more disdainful.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Kimura seemed to have finally found evidence: "Why would I offend my own sugar daddy? Yes, that's it—"

The investigator sneered inwardly, thinking to himself that this was just how lowly trash was, unable to even make sense of the most basic logic, no wonder he could only do shady things.

Sigh, this is the result of not working hard.

"Do you still have the employer's contact information?"

Yes, yes, yes.

Kimura nodded repeatedly, then paused for a moment.

"Investigator, I didn't bring it with me. I need to go back and get it. Could you tell me—"

"Go ahead, go ahead."

The investigator waved his hand.

He'd received enough positive feedback today, and he couldn't be bothered to deal with this trivial matter.

"Deliver it tomorrow morning—no, at noon."

"Make sure you're thorough and have everything organized; it will benefit you."

I can get away with a day's work under the guise of organizing data.

This is the result of hard work.

Awesome, hey!

"Yes, don't worry, I understand, I understand."

Kimura bowed and scraped.

The investigator waved his hand.

"Go down."

He had a vague feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

I guess I was just too tired today.

Sigh, I'm really worried sick about the safety of this community.

Seriously, you've really worked hard.

He leaned back in his chair, put his legs up on the table, and started planning which restaurant to dine and dash at noon.

All parties involved were satisfied, except for Sakagi Geino, the aggrieved party in the general affairs department, who was not so happy.

A report like this will get me into trouble with those little bastards in risk control. They won't miss any opportunity to show off their power and will treat every department equally disgusting.

What to do?

The only option is to drag someone down with you.

He turned his attention to the gift-giving list that had suddenly appeared midway through the process. Originally, this matter should have been handled by the risk control department, which would have investigated the relevant department.

But in order to make his report less hasty, he had no choice but to organize his words in this way.

Based on the findings of the external investigation, our department has made the following judgment:

"—In conclusion, this matter involves collusion and sabotage by insiders with deep knowledge of the company. We request that the risk control department intervene promptly and conduct an internal investigation."

"Considering the other party's motives, objectives, membership structure, and the fact that potential future risks are not yet clear, this version is only for emergency reporting."

"When significant breakthroughs occur in the future, our department will submit a completely new version."

Doesn't that get rid of the problem?

Those risk control guys can be disgusting to anyone, but don't come after us.

Don't be fooled by the fact that it's the lobby; many things there can't withstand scrutiny. After all, you can do things without going through your own territory.

You can't touch this!

Although I don't know if these celebrities are involved in anything shady, since they're dragged into this, they should act as my shields!

As for why—it's just bad luck for you guys!

That's how large companies operate—their sincere cooperation is truly touching.

However—

There is something that even the designer, Hiroshi Nakajima, has not expected right now.

In order to extricate herself from the situation, Momochi Momochi made targeted adjustments to the celebrities involved in the Itomoriya incident.

At this stage, her actions were indeed too conspicuous.