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Sano and his best friend go to the club and look around in an initial attempt to get used to the colored lighting and then to see the administration room. Fortunately, it is easy to find it, in fact, as well as to enter

inside, discovering the owner of this institution.
A man with pink hair and in an elegant suit was sitting on the sofa at that moment and smoking a thick cigar, studying the guys who entered the room with obvious disgust in their eyes. Ken took his ID out of his pocket and showed it to the man, which made him noticeably tense and changed in his gaze.
— I would like to see the surveillance cameras for yesterday. It is also in your interests to help the investigation. — Ryuguji puts his ID in the inside pocket of his jeans and looks at his partner out of the corner of his eyes.
— Such a problem… You see, they stopped working yesterday! — Sanzu shrugs his shoulders and blinks his eyes quite innocently.
— Then we have a reason to close you. Ken, write it down.
And damn it, the method of an evil and kind policeman always works with a bang, just like in some cheap movie. But in fact, this is just human psychology. Both policemen set conditions for the owner of the night establishment: the good, as an aid to the investigation, and the bad, as the closure of his company.
— I’ll show you everything now, just don’t write anything. — Haruchie shushes and gets up from the sofa, taking the guys to another room.