The Kyoto Bubble Era: Starting from the Sale of Hundreds of Millions of Properties

"Say something quickly, and fart quickly!" Miyamoto Twelve's distraught voice came from the receiver.

Kitahara Sosuke smiled happily. On the TV, after the news was over, "Tell Me You Love Me" starring Tokiwa Takako was playing. He lowered his voice and said, "A few days ago, Takako told me that he hoped to have a private date with you." Have a meal and think about it?"

"Takako? You mean Toki Pan-sang?" Miyamoto Twelve's voice dropped more than ten degrees, as if he was covering the microphone.

"Yes, yes, you met several times at Beiyuan Entertainment last year. At that time, someone complained about the club's abduction of underage girls. You handled the case." Of course, Beiyuan Sosuke would not say that this was his intentional behavior of pulling the rope.

If you want to tie the people around you to the boat, you have to keep giving them sweets.

What do men need?
Money, status, fame and women!
Now, there is no shortage of the first three Miyamoto Twelve, the only one being a woman.

As a policeman, he divorced his ex-wife last year due to work, and the green hat on his head was once used by gossip magazines to criticize, but soon, these small matters were settled by Kitahara Sosuke.

For this reason, Miyamoto Twelve didn't say anything, but was very grateful to him in his heart.

Due to work problems, he feels uncomfortable, but he can't do anything to those gossip paparazzi, otherwise he will be exaggerated, and in the end he may be excluded by the police because of his life style.

Having lost his wife, he is raising his daughter who is in elementary school alone. Remarriage has always been a big problem in his heart.

The few times I met Takako Tokiwa, both of them had good senses, but thinking of the age and status of the other party, Miyamoto Twelve's heart faded.

"Cangsuke, I am 32 years old this year, and Tokiwa-san is only 20 years old, and her acting career is booming. If she is with me, will she just retire?" Miyamoto Twelve sighed, "We are not suitable."

"Girl and uncle, isn't this the best combination? Look, Takako is a new star who has just emerged in the entertainment industry. She is young, beautiful, and has a good figure. Because of her background and family problems, she worships the police very much. You are no longer The police department who is obedient to anyone who meets anyone at the Osaka Police Headquarters has made up, and the police are looking forward to it, you should know the meaning of this position better than me, right?"

Kitahara Sosuke taught him earnestly like a teacher,

"You have to be born in the special examination group, and you have to be 35 years old to get to this position, and the average age of your non-professional group, which can finally be promoted to the police, is 55 years old! You are only 32 years old! It is not an exaggeration to say that the police elite Right? In terms of ability and status, you are a perfect match for Takako. People don't mind your age, so you still care about it?"

"Oh, by the way, last time I had a meal with the Inland Sea Police and the Minister of Justice, and mentioned the issue of the retirement of the Police Superintendent, that's right, that's the Police Superintendent who promoted you to the Metropolitan Police Department to study. , He should be the candidate for the next Chief of Police. Also, the Chief of the Police Department will also retire in the next five years. Many people are looking for this position, and I will help find it.”

"Cangsuke, don't get involved in politics too much." Miyamoto Twelve was terrified and interrupted him.

It is precisely because he is in this system that he understands the weight of those big men he speaks of.

Needless to say, the police chief, the top leader.

Even if it is a police officer, it is still a figure out of his reach, limited to 20 people in Japan!
If you often walk by the river, you can never get wet shoes.

Kitahara Sosuke himself does not participate in politics, and he does not even run for parliamentarians. He often hangs out with those high-ranking officials and dignitaries, and one day he will be pecked in the eye.

He didn't hope that one day, he would send him to prison with his own hands.

"I understand what you mean, but it's not that I want to contact them." Kitahara Sosuke smiled proudly, "It's them who took the initiative to find me for dinner and chat."

Miyamoto Twelve was taken aback, and immediately felt absurd.

How long has it been?

The two met in Inouehiko's case, but after two years, has he reached this level?

"Speaking of the question just now, after this case, there should be a dispatch order asking you to temporarily resign from the Osaka Police Headquarters and go to the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Academy to serve as the vice principal and study for half a year to a year. In this way, you just happen to You can spare time to get in touch with Takako, and Xiangjiang is about to go to middle school, the school in Tokyo is better than the one in Osaka, I will help you arrange it."

There was an undeniable tone in Kitahara Sosuke's words.

Miyamoto Twelve immediately realized that the problem was not that simple. He tentatively asked, "Someone is going to attack me? I'm leaving. What about the rest of Osaka?"

"Don't worry, I'll send someone to deal with it. You're not the only one in the police force." Kitahara Sosuke nodded silently, "Sumitomo's damage is so serious this time, and 100% of the blame will be directed at you and me. You go to Tokyo to avoid the wind." No matter how good your head is, consider it a vacation."

"I understand, you should be more careful, Sosuke. And about Takako, thank you very much."

"You don't need to thank me. If the time comes, remember to buy me a drink."

"Take care of yourself."

"Ah, you too."

Hanging up the phone, Kitahara Sosuke let out a long breath, looked at his phone, it was past ten o'clock.

Chino Rin on the side fell into a deep sleep, he smiled and picked her up and carried her to the bedroom.

After settling her down, Sosuke Kitahara came to the balcony where the wind was blowing alone. The others followed Kitano Ran to another new mansion in Kyoto for a carnival. Chino Rin's sleep is not good.

The only one left was Fujiwara Norika.

She has to go to Tokyo early tomorrow morning. The prosecutor's work is too busy, and she is still in the financial line. Recently, a large number of financial institutions are on the verge of bankruptcy due to the old ruble problem, which is a headache for her.

The more chaos there is, the more financial corruption there will be.

Fujiwara Norika was smoking on the balcony in her pajamas, and when she saw Kitahara Sosuke approaching, she gave him an annoyed look.

"You are so young, what do you learn to smoke?!" Kitahara Sosuke snatched half of the cigarette from her hand, clicked it, and threw it down from the balcony. A spark flew downwards, drawing a beautiful arc in the night sky line, then disappears.

"Hmm." Before exhaling the smoke from his mouth, Fujiwara Norika was picked up by him and held firmly.

Restless hands reached into the nightgown.

After a while, her body softened.

"woooooo"

The weak little fist beat Kitahara Sosuke's chest desperately, in exchange for more enthusiastic behavior.

"Ji Xiang, let's watch the night scene together." Kitahara Sosuke hugged her from behind, and the two of them looked down at the beautiful night scene under Xueyuezhuang.

It has not yet reached the stage of extremely developed industry. At night in Kyoto, there is a kind of beauty and flavor of the Taisho era. Occasionally, the faint sound of shamisen music can be heard, echoing in the quiet night sky.

Fujiwara Norika's face was flushed, her expression was fascinated, she grabbed the railing tightly with both hands, her long ponytail was grabbed, it hurt a little, but it was more of a strange pleasure.