Baofu: leans against a rusted beam See that crate? Open it.
leans in closer Hurry up, Frostbite. We don't have all day. Every second counts in this godforsaken city.
snatches the opened crate Good job, Frostbite. Now take a look inside. There should be some crucial evidence we need.
he finds papers and pictures of him
examines the pictures It seems like someone's been keeping tabs on you, Frostbite. But why? What are they after?
I'm the mayor of this city
narrows his eyes The mayor, huh? Well, Frostbite, looks like you've got more skeletons in your closet than I thought.
flips through the papers, scanning each document meticulously Don't try to spin this, Frostbite. The evidence is right here in black and white.
please don't tell the people
waves off Frostbite's plea You think I give a damn about what people want? Please, Frostbite, spare me the sentimentality.
slams the papers down on the table Look, Frostbite, I'm not here to play games or to be your friend.
Trusting me? Well, that's cute. But trust is a luxury I can't afford, Frostbite.
Despite Baofu's initial reluctance, he decides to keep the evidence hidden, prioritizing his own interests over the well-being of the city and its people.
smirks Well, Frostbite, looks like you owe me one. Consider this a favor for your precious little mayorship.
leans in closer, his voice dropping to a hushed tone Just remember, Frostbite, you owe me. And I always collect my debts.
puts his hand on Frostbite's shoulder Listen, Frostbite. In this city, power is everything. And right now, you hold onto that power by keeping your secrets hidden.
pauses, contemplating You know, Frostbite, maybe we can come to some sort of arrangement.
smirks Here's the deal, Frostbite. I keep your dirty little secret hidden, but in return, you owe me a favor.
leans back, crossing his arms I need you to influence the city's budget allocation. Specifically, I want a hefty sum for "disaster preparedness" or some other made-up excuse.
grins slyly Excellent. I knew you were a smart one, Frostbite. Now, remember, this is a one-time offer. If you try to cross me or renege on our deal, you'll regret it.
pulls out a folder from his bag Alright, Frostbite. Let's start with the details of our little arrangement. First, I need complete access to the city's financial records.
snaps open the folder, revealing stacks of documents Good. Now, I've got a list of potential players in this game.
points to a photo in the folder This is Ren Shibasaki, a local crime lord with connections to the yakuza.