-Earlier that same day-
Izaya walked into a club in Ikebukoro, meeting Shiki for a job, and went up to the bartender and ordered himself a drink before walking into one of the private rooms, their usual meeting place in the club, sitting down across from Shiki .
"So what is it I can do for you, Mr. Shiki?" Izaya asked, twirling the drink between his fingers.
One of the men with Shiki sat a folder onto the table in the middle of the room. Izaya crossed his legs and took a sip of his drink.
"We have an anonymous tip that there is a group disguised as a strip club selling illegal drugs," he said.
Izaya sat his drink on the table and picked up the files, beginning to look through them slowly and making shore to get a good look at each photograph.
"I see, so you want me to make shore its ligit and not some kind of trick on you"
Shiki picked up a glass and took a drink. "That's correct. We need some evidence that there are actual signs of any illegal activity"
Izaya sat the files down.
"There is evidence that young teenagers are Possibly involved," Shiki said, and izaya folded his arms.
"I wouldn't be so surprised. Aren't teenagers usually getting into all kinds of trouble?" he said.
Shiki took a sip of his drink. "If you find anything, contact Akabayashi. He will be the one dealing with that," Shiki replied.
Izaya nodded. "I'll find what I need and get back to him as soon as I can," he said.
Shiki nodded. "I expect you to do so, info broker," he replied.
Izaya got up to leave before being stopped again by Shiki.
"By the way," he said. "How are the twins doing?"
Izaya shrugged. "I wouldn't know. I don't really deal with those two very much and I'd like to keep it that way," he replied, walking out of the room and existing the building.