Special Unit 2’s Mary from the Narcotics Control Bureau, you know, had been tracking these creeps pushing “dermal passion patches” . That day she finally got a solid lead and went solo into their hideout, but ended up captured like a rat in a trap .
Trussed up tighter than Christmas turkey, she looked up and—bam!—there stood her damn supervisor! Turned out the whole Bureau was in bed with the criminals . Guess those konbini stores really do come in handy, huh?