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Noon the next day.

After Yan Liang woke up, he didn't stay too long. Following Dongshan Xiaohong's guidance, the two of them came to the headquarters of the Public Security Demon Special Course.

It's not as prosperous as later generations. After all, this is Japan in 1997.The special textbook department located in front of them was just a rigid and square gray building.

The cold cement exterior walls and old shutters don't even have an eye-catching signboard at the door.Yanliang felt that it didn't look like a special building, but rather resembled the Shiyakus that can be seen everywhere in Japan.

After clarifying their intention to the doorman, the two entered the building smoothly.As soon as he pushed open the heavy glass door, Yanliang saw Hayakawa Qiu waiting there.

He still wore his iconic look, with his hair tied in a bun, a smart black suit, and a Japanese sword on his back.

Seeing Yan Liang and Dongshan Xiaohong walking in, Hayakawa Qiu's eyes turned cold.

Obviously, Yan Liang's wanton behavior towards Machima in the car last night made him feel very unhappy.

"Follow me."

Not even bothering to pretend to be polite on the surface, Hayakawa Akira didn't say any nonsense. He coldly dropped three words and turned around to lead the way.

Yan Liang shrugged and followed Dongshan Xiaohong, who lowered his head like a follower.

After passing through several dark and depressing corridors, Hayakawa Akira led them into a locker room similar to the logistics department.He walked straight to the iron cabinet, took out two neatly folded dust bags, turned around and threw them on the bench.

"Are you alone? Where is Makima?" Yan Liang asked casually.

Hearing this name being called so casually, Hayakawa Akira retorted with a cold face:

"Miss Makima is our direct superior, and you need to use honorifics when addressing her."

"Miss Makima is not here today, so I have been left here to pick you up... Under normal circumstances, it was necessary for me to familiarize you with some work procedures, but before Miss Makima left, she gave me a task. The incident happened suddenly, and I will tell you some things to pay attention to on the way."

After that, he pointed to the dust bag on the chair: "Put on your uniform first. You must dress appropriately during working hours. This is one of the rules of the police."

Yan Liang ignored him and unzipped the dust bag.Inside was a well-tailored black suit, a pure white shirt, and a black tie without any patterns.

Looking at this set of clothes, Yan Liang did not reject it.After all, for him who signed a contract with the Killing Line Demon and needs to abide by the rule [must wear a suit when working], this is what he wants.

Yanliang and Xiaohong picked up their clothes and walked into the dressing room respectively.And when he came out again, his temperament had undergone earth-shaking changes.

The black suit fit his tall and straight figure perfectly. His originally gentle and handsome face was made solemn by this old-fashioned attire, and an invisible sense of oppression emerged from him.

Not long after, Xiaohong also walked out of the cubicle next to her.

She has a petite figure due to long-term malnutrition, which makes this standard-size suit slightly baggy on her body, so that the cuffs cover her wrists.Paired with the two red hairpins on her short dark brown hair and her fearful and aggrieved expression, it looked particularly incongruous.The two people standing together highlighted a strange contrast.

One is brainless and the other is unhappy.

"Let's go." Hayakawa Akira retracted his gaze and strode out the door, "I have a mission."

"The instructions left by Miss Makima are for us to go to an abandoned factory in the suburbs."

Half an hour later.

The vehicle was driving on the road leading to the suburbs of Tokyo. Hayakawa Akira was sitting in the driver's seat, while Yanliang and Higashiyama Xiaohong were sitting in the back seat side by side.

The afternoon sun shines in through the car window. As the car drives, the scenery on the roadside gradually changes from crowded concrete buildings to barren weeds and rusty iron factory buildings.

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