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"Arata, come with me we must talk" Captain Akamatsu said.

The detective just sighed without knowing why his boss was calling him, when he turned to see his partner, he just shrugged as a sign that he didn't know what he wanted either. Without making his boss wait, the detective took a breath and released it, fixing his tie and heading to the office.

"My name is captain" Arata said entering the office.

The captain was an old man in his 50s with graying hair and a beard that covered almost the entire lower part of his face, as well as having a scar over his right eye that ran all the way from the eyebrow to the bottom of his face. Chin.

"Close the door and take a seat Arata" the captain said to which Arata obeyed.

Without saying a word, the captain then got up and walked towards one of the desks that he had and when he opened a drawer he revealed a strange machine which pressed a button on and then closing the drawer.

"Okay, we can talk freely" said the captain "Do you want a drink, detective?"

"No thanks sir, I'm fine"

The captain moved through the office until he opened a globe, revealing several bottles of whiskey, glasses and ice, despite the refusal he began to serve two glasses and when he finished he took a drink from his and left the other in front of the detective " believe me you will need it after what I am about to tell you"

Arata was surprised, he had never seen his boss like this, the man despite his age was a person full of energy and motivation, but now he seemed like someone completely different, he was devoid of energy and as if he was forcing himself to say every word. word.

"Is everything alright sir?" I ask Arata.

The older man just looked at the detective and took another sip from his glass "If I'm honest, detective, today they gave me one of the worst news in my entire career"

"Are they going to fire him?" Arata asked alarmed.

At the words of his subordinate, the captain just looked at him strangely "of course not detective" said Captain reassuring Arata "with the things I know they will never fire me, but it is probable that one day they will find my body under a bridge without teeth or fingers, but that's different"

That alarmed Arata even more but before he could say anything the captain continued speaking.

"I'm sure you're wondering why I called you here Detective" said the captain.

"Among other things sir" replied Arata.

"I called you why I want you to form a task force" said the captain.

"For what purpose sir?" I ask Arata.

To this day task forces were groups of detectives that were formed as needed when a case was too big for a single detective to handle, they were mainly formed when dealing with cases involving organized crime or some As a serial killer, Arata had already been part of several and had even managed to participate in a raid on the main base of one of the most powerful Yakuza families, but he had never been asked to be the leader of one.

"You know the program, new hope" asked the captain.

"Vaguely sir"

"Well, a bunch of idiots in the government are in an attempt to lower the rate of juvenile delinquents, they thought it would be a good idea to get criminals out of prison and teach them to be heroes," the captain said.

"Sir that is…"

"Unheard of, I know, I tried to influence to see if I could stop it from happening, but in the end I couldn't stop it, that's why you're here" said the captain taking 5 files and putting them on his desk, each one with a photo of a teenager in it. "Despite the fact that I couldn't stop him, I still have friends in high positions, I was able to get the files of each one of those monstrosities, 16 were selected, but I am giving you those 5 so that you can see them and decide"

Arata looked at each file, each closed file, each one had the respective photo of the person to whom it belonged together with his name written about him.

And it was one that particularly caught his attention.

Musashi Tomoko

In the photo, he showed a stoic and expressionless looking teenager with black hair, beige skin and hazel eyes.

"This is impossible" said Arata taking the file from the table and starting to read it "she is supposed to have been sentenced and she couldn't get out"

"I'm afraid to report that not only will she get out, but if she manages to graduate all her crimes will be forgiven" said the captain offering the glass of whiskey again.

Without hesitating this time Arata took the glass and drank it in one gulp, he could still remember the day he saw that face for the first time, it had become one of his most recurring nightmares, it was during the assault on the Yakuza base, that day there were about 30 detectives almost four times that number of patrolmen and they had had the assistance of a dozen professional heroes, everything had gone well at first the heroes had given the initial assault while the police took care of cordoning off the area , preventing people from escaping and securing whatever areas the heroes had secured, all had gone well and no serious injuries, but as time progressed everything became confusing.

He had stayed with the group to make sure no one escaped, it wasn't until everything was almost over that a call for help was received from the inside, the head of the family had been found, but shelter had been found by a bodyguard who had taken by surprise the group that had come for him.

He had come and when the scene that was recorded in his nightmares arrived, it was present, the place was completely covered in blood, blood and guts dripped on the ceiling while the floor could be stepped on the organs and severed parts of what they were before his companions, as soon as he entered, he accidentally kicked the head of one of them, in a corner was one of the heroes, he was missing a leg and several fingers of his left hand, at that moment he also believed that he was dead but he had only lost knowledge and in the middle of all that scene was the girl in the photo, on her knees in front of the boss's corpse and with a katana lying on the floor by her side, at no time did she say anything, not even when she was arrested, not even in the patrol.

After that she had taken several days of disability and when he returned she found out that she had been sentenced to life imprisonment.

"But this can't be legal" Arata said, upset.

"No, it is not, that is why measures will be applied for the release" said the captain "according to the file, none of them can commit another crime within the program no matter how small it is, nor can they leave the facilities of the academy without the company of a teacher and every semester they must show proof of real progress within the program" he then got up from his chair "those are just pure bullshit those guys are criminals, incorrigible delinquents I assure you that if anyone has the opportunity to return to commit any crime they will and that is why I want you to form this task force"

"He wants me to watch the released inmates" said Arata

"I don't want the security guards, I want you to harass them, I want to know in real time every step, every breath, every shit they do, I want it documented and recorded so that the moment one comments on a single incident, all this bad joke to justice I'm done and everyone is returned to pay for their crimes" said the captain.

"Why me sir?" Arata asked

The captain just stared at him "you have potential Arata, maybe one day you'll become a captain, you have an impeccable code and one of the most impeccable records I've seen besides you've already seen what these criminals can do, that's why I have chosen you to direct this" the captain served the whiskey again and offered it to Arata again and he accepted it at the first "some other questions"

Arata only looked at the liquid in the glass in which his reflection was seen "how many officers can I have"

"A maximum of 5, I can't authorize more without raising suspicions about what you do, but they will have carte blanche over the station's resources" replied the captain.

Arata then drank the whiskey again in one gulp "I accept, sir" then he left the glass on the table and held out his hand

That brought a smile to the old man who shook it without hesitation.

"You can start as soon as you have chosen your team" said the captain.

"Yes sir"

Arata then got up and walked towards the door.

"And one last thing" said the captain stopped at Arata's passage "due to the circumstances this operation will be kept off the record so if any member of your team or you end up in a compromising situation for the department the operation will be completely denied participation and they will be left on their own."

Arata then stood still with his hand still on the handle to open it for a moment. He thought about turning around and retracting it, but at that moment the image of the blood-stained room plagued his mind.

"I understand sir, I won't fail" Arata said opening the door and leaving the room.

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