Tokyo: Starting from staying with my mother’s best friend

Chapter 80 Angel’s Black Silk Skirt
The factory building, which had been idle for a long time, was extremely well guarded.

There must be something weird!

In the tall grass on the side of the road, Iinuma Isao peeked out a little and looked at the rusty iron gate in front of him: "How did you find a place like this?"

"Every day, I squat in front of the various strongholds of the Red Sea Bream Group, collect their voices bit by bit, and put together the obtained clues to find this location."

As he spoke, Huacheng Iori's cute little head popped up from the grass: "A small violent gang that started by collecting protection fees was suddenly able to lend billions of yen in usury to Huacheng Construction. This is something in itself. It was very abnormal. Later, when I saw how they used drugs to control people, I had a suspicion in my mind that they were selling drugs. Following this suspicion, I traced this stronghold and learned through the voices of the guards that it was Drug manufacturing den..."

After listening to her analysis, Ionuma Isao thought it was reasonable.

If there is anything more profitable than selling drugs, it is making and selling drugs yourself.

Japan is a country that controls drugs very strictly, even more so than the big country looking to the west across the sea.

The Red Snapper Group can grow rapidly through drug production and trafficking, and the transaction of money and power is indispensable behind it, otherwise it would have been wiped out by the police long ago.

Don't look at the police in anime who seem to be incompetent, but think that the police in reality are also incompetent... They may look a little stupid, but when it comes to cases involving drugs and guns, they can handle the entire Tokyo All the land in the city was dug.

"There is only one way to enter this factory area, so as long as there are abnormal people on this road, the people watching at the door will notice it immediately and inform the people inside." Huacheng Iori said in a calm voice.

Ionuma Isao looked into the guard room.

There were two people sitting inside, one looking at the surveillance screen and the other holding a walkie-talkie to talk to his accomplice.

"The internal drug manufacturing area has a sewage outlet that leads directly to Tokyo Bay. Once the people following the surveillance report the abnormal situation to the people inside, the people inside will immediately pour all semi-finished products and finished products into the sewage outlet, using ultra-high-pressure water flow Wash these things out to sea quickly.”

Japanese courts attach great importance to physical evidence when judging cases.

Just like the old aunt killing the old Patriarch of Huacheng, there is a video proving that she injected the old Patriarch with drugs, and the old Patriarch died soon after, and she also had the motive to kill the old Patriarch.

But even if there is video evidence, it is useless.

Without finding the syringe used for the injection and examining the residue in the syringe, there was no way to convict the old aunt.

It's the same thing in this drug manufacturing den.

Even if the police had an undercover agent inside, it would be useless to rush in and seize these people and all the drug-making equipment!

As long as the raw materials and finished products are destroyed quickly and timely, the police can only stare at them and finally let these people go.

"Did you see it over there?" Huacheng Iori suddenly pointed to a small dock on the side of the factory.

Ionuma Isao looked over and found several modified speedboats parked there.

Ordinary speedboats usually only have one engine, but each of these modified speedboats is equipped with five 250-horsepower engines.

"These modified speedboats can reach a maximum speed of 90 kilometers per hour, while the speed of marine police patrol boats is only one-third." Iori Hanacheng said, with a calm tone and expression. "Once they escape from the waterway, they can go very fast Evading the pursuit of the marine police, they came ashore in a prosperous area of ​​the Bay Area and blended into the downtown area. No one knew their true identities."

"So? What you mean is..." Iinuma Isao thought for a moment and asked, "We need to confirm their identities before they escape?"

"That's right!"

Huacheng Iori nodded, stretched out her white palms: "Give me the bag."

"Are you going to wear a short skirt and black stockings?" Ionuma Isao asked expectantly.

Angel rolled her eyes at him angrily, opened her backpack, and took out a laptop and a camera similar to a scanner.

The cable on the camera base is connected to the tablet and can directly transmit the image.

There is also a mirrorless camera equipped with a telephoto lens.

Watching her take out this pile of digital products from her bag, Ionuma Isao asked angrily: "Didn't you say there are miniskirts and black stockings?"

"If I remember correctly, I asked you to guess whether there was a miniskirt and black silk in the backpack, not that I brought a miniskirt and black silk!" Huacheng Iori glanced sideways at him, "Obviously, you understood me wrong. I mean, Mr. Silly!"

"What the hell is Mr. Silly?"

"I gave you a new nickname. Does it sound good?"

"Don't use random nicknames, you bastard!"

"Humph~"

Huacheng Iori shrugged indifferently, put the laptop on his legs, and whispered: "You take the camera and scan the faces of these people one by one..."

After hearing her instructions, Iinuma Isao held up the camera and stayed on the face of the first guard.

Huacheng Iori opened her notebook and quickly hacked into the Japanese police's national population database. Judging from her skillful appearance, she must have done a lot of illegal things.

The camera transmits the footage to the computer.

Using the program I built, I searched and compared the database and quickly found out the identity of this person.

Ionuma Isao took the photo on the file and compared it with the real person in front of him. The facial features were almost the same, which was confirmed without a doubt.

"Knowing who they are, even if they run out, you can still find their traces. Then investigate their recent whereabouts clearly. As long as they prove that they have been to this place, it will be useless even if they don't admit it..." Iori Huacheng is satisfied smiled.

"You came to me just to hold a camera for you?" Ionuma Isao asked curiously.

Huacheng Iori turned to look at him: "What else? My agent Mr. B."

"Agent B?" Ionuma Isao looked stunned.

"I came first, Agent A, and you are Agent B." Huacheng Iori said with a smile.

Ionuma Isao couldn't help but look down.

The slight bulge on the angel's chest is indeed A.

"Where are you looking?" Huacheng Iori's face turned cold.

Ionuma Isao said without changing his expression: "Your jacket looks great!"

"Iinuma-san, don't be stupid!" Hanacheng Iori looked at him contemptuously, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly, "My super power is to eavesdrop on the heart, not to judge the truth of the words. You think that as long as you don't lie, you can be deceived. In the past? Ridiculous!"

"You are worthy of being an angel, you are so strong!" Ionuma Isao said in admiration, and his admiration was not mixed at all. "Please forgive me for my offense to you!"

"My tolerance is as deep as the sea water of Tokyo Bay! Even if Agent B, who has no respect and inferiority, said rude words to me in his heart, I will not take it to heart." Hanacheng Iori smiled noncommittally, as if he was victorious. Ordinarily, he shook off the bangs in front of his forehead.

Tokyo Bay is so deep that not even Ultraman can submerge it. No wonder you are often angry with me. It turns out you have no tolerance... Iinuma Isao thought in his heart that Angel's mind is actually very small, and he can easily offend her. angry.

Hearing his voice again, Huacheng Iori felt a headache and subconsciously pressed his temples with his hands.

Before she could curse, Ionuma Isao changed the subject and asked, "The person at the door took the photo, what about the people inside?"

"Of course, go in and shoot." Huacheng Iori looked at him like an idiot.

Iinuma Isao also looked at her like an idiot: "Do you think that if you walk over and ask them to open the door for you, they will treat you like a princess and invite you in?"

Huacheng Iori smiled proudly: "Make a bet?"

"Uh……"

Ionuma Isao hesitated.

Based on his understanding of angels, angels would not fight an uncertain battle.

"Ah, pull, pull~" Huacheng Iori put her small hand on her chin, with a playful expression as if she had seen something interesting, "Iinuma, the arrogant and omnipotent boy who thinks he is omnipotent, is there ever a time when he is afraid?" What do you want to bet on?" Iinuma Isao asked warily.

"Let me think about it, well, just write me a few love letters." In the grass half a person tall, the girl showed a pure angelic smile, "Last time you said you would give me a bouquet of flowers and a letter every day, but it turned out It hasn't been fulfilled until now. I want you to send a few love letters as compensation, isn't it too much?"

"That's it? It almost scared me..." Ionuma Isao said happily, "Just bet, no problem!"

"That's it!" Huacheng Iori put his fist on his lips and coughed lightly, "Agent B, please take my things out of the backpack."

"What else do you have?"

Ionuma Isao reached into his backpack and touched a ball of soft silk fabric.

When he took it out and looked at it, he was startled. He held it up in front of the girl and asked, "Didn't you say you didn't bring it?"

"Idiot, when did I say I didn't bring any more?" Huacheng Iori scolded him, took the short skirt and black knee-high socks from his hands, and went into the grass next to him, "I will climb into the ventilation duct later, wear it. Long skirts are inconvenient, so I really came prepared.”

"You wouldn't go out wearing a short skirt!" Ionuma Isao said angrily.

From the grass nearby, a girl's devilish laughter came: "I'm going to change next door to you, let you listen to the sound, and I'll be so greedy for you, you scumbag!"

"..."

Ionuma Isao was speechless.

Confirmed again that her brain is indeed abnormal.

There was a soft sound in the grass nearby, and soon two calves stretched out.

Those slender snow-white calves and two white and tender soles were exposed in front of Ionuma Isao. They were so beautiful that he could not take his eyes away.

A girl's little feet are not as sexy as the aunties' feet.

A girl's jade feet have a sense of clumsiness unique to girls.

The round and supple heel is connected to the pink sole of the foot, which is so delicate that there is no dead skin or callus at all.

Ten cute toes, each one is smart and slender.

The aunt's toes were all fleshy and close together, while the girl's toes were clearly defined.

The perfect girl's feet appeared in front of the young man's eyes with smooth lines.

That beautiful curve is full of attraction.

Suddenly, Ionuma Isao felt that with these delicate little feet, let alone flat chest, even if the angel were a man, he would shout "Iori, I can do it!"

After a while, Huacheng Iori returned to him.

In the sunshine near noon, the girl's snow-like skin seemed to glow faintly. The black short skirt clung softly to her thighs, revealing a section of snow-white skin in the middle. The area from the middle of the thigh downwards was covered with black clothing above the knees. Wrapped in socks.

At this moment, Ionuma Isao just wanted to say, the legs of an angel are not legs, they are the spring water of Tokyo Bay...

Looking at him looking only at his legs, Huacheng Iori had a proud smile on his face and asked knowingly: "How do you feel?"

"It looks good!" Ionuma Isao replied immediately.

She could hear her heart, there was no point in lying.

"How beautiful?" Huacheng Iori was even more proud.

"Frankly speaking, if you want to use these legs to seduce me and exchange them for the Ultraman Transformer that I have treasured since elementary school, I will definitely change it!" Ionuma Isao said seriously, and then added, "But fake I won’t change the Face Knight’s belt!”

"..."

Huacheng Iori turned away.

Her slender shoulders shook a few times, and there was a burst of laughter that she had tried hard to suppress.

But when she turned around again, her cold and beautiful face changed into an expression like looking at a kindergarten child: "You must follow my sister closely later, otherwise you will get lost, do you understand?"

"Please apologize to all the adults who like Ultraman and Kamen Rider!" Iinuma Isao said angrily!
The angel rolled his eyes at him and suddenly stood up from the grass.

"It will be looked at..." Ionuma Isao subconsciously wanted to remind her, but suddenly she noticed that Ryota Kato appeared in front of the factory gate.

"Hello, deputy team leader..." the person in the guard room greeted.

"Ah, hello, I just want to take a look, don't worry about me. By the way, if there is a gap in the barbed wire on the wall of this place, you and I can come over and have a look..."

Under the guidance of Ryota Kato, the two people in the guard room moved to the other side of the door.

"Is he helping you?" Iinuma Isao looked surprised.

"Ryota Kato lives nearby and knows the layout very well...but he doesn't care about drug control, and he doesn't know the list of people inside, so he has to trouble me to go in in person."

As he spoke, Huacheng Iori's eyebrows were slightly curved and his eyes were shining, obviously showing great pride.

She took the lead and jogged all the way into the factory.

The single ponytail tied behind her head swayed from side to side; under the fluttering short skirt, the absolute realm of a young girl was revealed, snow-white and soft.

Ionuma Isao followed with a bunch of electronic equipment on his back.

Angels are powerful beyond imagination.

She is smart, noble, pure, beautiful...

Elegant, calm and mysterious at all times, with a faint smile on his lips.

It seems to be perfect in every aspect.

However, she is not good at quantum mechanics... Otherwise, it can explain why the breasts are in a superposition state of presence and absence.

"How did you get Ryota Kato to help you?"

"Potassium cyanide was poured into his toilet."

"Hey, you also watch "White Night"?"

"Yes, I am a witch like Karasawa Yukiho, are you afraid?" As he said that, Huacheng Iori made a face at him, "I will kill you tonight!"

Regarding this, Ionuma Isao just wanted to say that it was not scary at all.

Also very cute.

The two talked and bickered, and walked into the drug manufacturing base without any worries.

It's as easy as visiting a friend's house.

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Ask for a monthly pass.

After it is put on the shelves, the monthly pass is very important.

(End of this chapter)