While the Kick-fighting fights against investigation.

The Porsche 356A was parked steadily in front of a small building.

Under the stable driving skills of vodka, Yu Shirakawa opened his eyes in a daze.

"Is this here?"

He yawned as if no one else was around.

Vodka was speechless. Last time, Keshwasher said that his car was driving steadily and almost fell asleep, but this time he really fell asleep...

Should I be happy or angry?

The co-pilot, Gin was not in a mood.

In his opinion, Yu Shirakawa's scattered attitude is also a disguise that confuses the enemy, and there is nothing wrong with it.

At this time, as agreed, he took the other party to the research institute on the second day after Yu Shirakawa was discharged from the hospital, which is one of the strongholds for organizing important research.

Said it is a research institute.

The appearance is more like a hospital-like building, ordinary, pure white.

However, compared with ordinary hospitals, the security power of the institute is much stronger.

Just watching the door outside the yard, there are five or six burly men in black clothes, which makes people look particularly secure.

Get off the car and stretched.

To be cautious, Yu Shirakawa narrowed his eyes and used [Analysis] to read the internal structure of the institute inside and outside.

Including the distribution of security forces, the range of activities of researchers, internal weapons and facilities, etc.

This sweep really surprised him.

——The seemingly ordinary research institute has an outrageous internal armed force.

The arms weapons distributed in individual locations and high-tech traps combined are enough to open an arms fortress and go directly to the battlefield.

Good guy, organize this pool of water...

It's much deeper than he thought.

Door.

While Yu Shirakawa was staring at the institute, the security guards guarding the gate were also observing his face.

They have seen this Porsche many times.

When it comes to Porsche owner Gin, everyone knows it in the institute and admires it.

The pair of Gin and Vodka are the most powerful partners in the institute and they will usually convey some boss orders to them.

but……

What happened to this young man with black hair and black eyes in front of him?

Why... came out of Gin's car?

And, I stretched as if I was enjoying it?

This kind of performance is not like what the subordinates should have... Could it be another core member of the organization that is active in the nearby area?

Several big men were thinking curiously.

Then, in their sight.

The young man walked into the door with his gin vodka.

He walked away with such a proud and proud boss, as if he was a respected boss.

It can be said that it is full of majesty.

A group of men in black tightened their bodies and stood up straight.

Anyway, just show it well in front of the other side first.

Maybe if those drinks are in a good mood, they will get promoted and raise their salary?

The young man with dark hair narrowed his eyes and looked at them with interest.

It's like a boss is looking at his subordinates.

Under this scrutiny, all the big men remained silent and continued to stand in military posture.

Then, I see-

Yu Shirakawa walked curiously to a big man in black clothes, black sunglasses and black leather shoes. For some reason, he shook his palm in front of the other person's face.

The great man only thought it was a special test, so he kept moving and looked ahead firmly.

Standing like a pine tree.

Yu Shirakawa suddenly felt strange.

He tilted his head, and he stretched out a finger and shook it back and forth in front of the other person's eyes.

It's like a wiper in front of a car window.

The man still did not respond and was ready to fight.

Yu Shirakawa walked around the big man again.

Seeing that the other party's eyes were still not moving at all, he sighed with some sympathy:

"The poor child was blind, but he still chose to serve the organization, which was moved."

Dahan: "???"

Did he hear something too much just now?

"Stop playing, Keshwasser, the security personnel here are just peripheral members and generally cannot take the initiative to talk to core members."

Witnessing the whole process, vodka explained it a bit too much.

Yu Shirakawa was displeased when he heard this:

"What's wrong with the peripheral members? Can't speak?"

"I was so angry that I was cold. When could the peripheral members stand up? I was still a peripheral member a week ago."

Vodka: "…"

All right.

I shouldn't have talked too much just now.

This Keshwasher is not a normal period.

Unlike vodka...

Several big men were moved to hear it.

What an understanding boss!

I secretly remember the young man's name of the wine, Keshwaser.

After getting familiar with each other at the entrance of the institute.

Yu Shirakawa followed Iceberg Gin and driver Vodka, and entered the institute through the insurance and identity confirmation of the department.

As Yu Shirakawa is known for his wine, he can basically walk sideways among a group of white coats in the institute.

Gin Jiu greeted a few minions and obtained a pass for him to enter and exit the institute and identify the information.

Anyway, there is probably nothing in the research institute that can interest this kid.

In addition, the system will record the information about entering and leaving the institute, which is very convenient for investigation...

Gin was not afraid that Yu Shirakawa would cause trouble in the research institute, so he was very relieved to hand over the right of way to him.

I didn't take Shirakawa Yu away for too long.

Vodka and the two separated and checked the system's entry and exit records to confirm - he would do this every time he came to the institute, just in case.

Gin led Yu Shirakawa to the door of an office.

The office is a separate office that is separated from most people.

The two of them pushed the door open.

A table, a computer, a chair, and a lot of experimental equipment, bottles, jars of specimens, chemical materials.

A girl with short brown hair sat in front of the computer, typing on the keyboard and modifying information.

That's right, I think the viewer can already guess.

The girl with short brown hair is not Mikoto Misaka, not Hirasawa, not Ryugu Reina, not Fujigawa Nagisa, not Matsue Oka, not Kuriyama Mitsuya...

But—

Ah! Shirley!

Yu Shirakawa recalled a certain magical line in his mind.
To be continued...