I started out as a criminal, and the police relied on me to solve countless cases.

Chapter 272 Golden Pig
Xiguan, Kyoto City Hall, Mitsui Co., Ltd.

The antique mansion building has sunlight shining through the yellowed glass skylight, making the quiet room bright and dazzling.

The quiet room is filled with ancient books, calligraphy and paintings, cultural relics and antiques, but the most attractive thing is a big golden pig in the window.

In the center of the quiet room, two people were sitting upright, and one was standing in front of the table, writing with a brush.

Let's not discuss success or failure.
Only the spirit and ambition will survive through the ages.

As it is, so it is,
The sinner also feels that the common people are dignified.

A pen, a piece of ink, and a piece of good rice paper.

The man's writing was vigorous and powerful, and his strokes were as sharp as iron and as silver as silver. It seemed as if thousands of troops were coming to break through the sky. Just looking at the domineering aura revealed in the calligraphy was enough to captivate people.

"Great handwriting! Really great handwriting!! Brother Mingde, your handwriting is the best in the whole Guanzhong area!"

As soon as the words were finished, the man working at the table couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

The young man sitting at the far end couldn't help but be moved.

"The word 'sinner' in the last sentence can be interpreted in many ways. One interpretation is that Qiu Shui himself, who was charged with 'high treason', now feels that common people are noble; another interpretation is that Qiu Shui believes that after the uninterrupted struggle of 'living and dying like this', those 'sinners' who ride on the heads of common people will realize the power of the people."

"What a beautiful poem!"

The two of them gathered around the table, shaking their heads in amazement at the calligraphy.

"Mingde Qiushui, you are truly a rare genius. The young talent who was famous throughout Japan at that time has finally unsheathed his sword."

The young man stroked the paper with his white and slender fingers, his graceful and dignified face was smiling, and his eyes were shining.

"Brother Mingde, Brother Xiaolin, my Mitsui family will definitely help you with your problem this time."

The young man spoke with such finality that the other two could hardly hide their joy.

With the help of this young man, this trip to China will not be in vain.

Shuichi Mitsui is the best among the three generations of the Mitsui Group and the head of the entire Greater China Mitsui Group. His strength should not be underestimated.

He can help and is much more reliable than the people at the Consulate General in Guangzhou.

"Haha, Brother Mingde, how do you know that old man Yamashita Hongyi is not working hard? Logically, he wouldn't dare to disobey the order sent by the director himself."

Kobayashi Tadamichi is a middle-aged man with a capable face. At the moment, he is wearing a beautifully cut Zhongshan suit. His temperament looks more like a Chinese than a Japanese.

In addition, these people speak Mandarin with extremely accurate pronunciation, and no one would think that these three are Japanese.

"Brother Mingde, I'm also very curious about this matter. The old man at the bottom of the mountain is a shrewd person. He never leaves any handle for others. He helped you this time but it was not good enough. Isn't he afraid that President Suzuki will skin him alive? Or has he jumped ship to the second-order faction? I haven't received any information from this side."

The young man frowned slightly.

He is the Mitsui family's backup plan.

My eldest brother was born in America and received American education. He studied in Beijing since he was a child, went to college in Shanghai, and studied for a master's degree in Guangzhou. He speaks Mandarin and Cantonese more fluently than Japanese.

All the power of the Mitsui Group in Greater China is under his control, including the intelligence network.

Although Japan's chaebols were openly dismembered and purged after the war, they still survived tenaciously. After decades of development and riding on the economic boom, they not only recovered their vitality, but even grew stronger than before the war.

The Mitsui family's intelligence system is no worse than that of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

Whether it is the old ghost Yamashita Koichi, or the target of this mission, China's rising star and influential figure Jiang Hanwen, the information he has is extremely comprehensive.

If Yamashita Hiroshi is on the same boat, even if he is just sitting on the fence and watching, he will get the news.

"Xuyi, there are some things you don't know."

Kobayashi Tadamichi lowered his head in silence for a long while before speaking.

"In Chiyoda-ku, near the Imperial Palace, body parts wrapped in plastic were also found. They were neatly cut and well packaged."

Kobayashi Tadamichi was silent after he finished speaking, Mingde Shusui and Mitsui Shuichi frowned almost at the same time. Mingde Shusui was the head of the Second Division of Public Security Foreign Affairs, in charge of overseas affairs. Of course, he was not as timely as Kobayashi, who was about to be promoted to the position of Counselor of the Operations Department, Superintendent Masaharu, and the head of the First Investigation Division. Kobayashi's subordinates reported the situation to him, the head of the overseas department, as soon as they received the report, instead of temporarily blocking the news as required by the royal family and the Prime Minister's Office.

This is already a serious violation of orders.

"When did this happen?"

Mingde asked in a low voice.

If the bodies were only dumped in Kasai Rinkai Park or Wakasu Kaihama Park, this case would be just an ordinary one. Even if it had a bad impact, the worst that could happen to the Metropolitan Police Department would be a bow and apology.

But now the murderer actually dumped the body parts near the Imperial Palace in Chiyoda.

What is this for? What does this mean???
Mingde Qiushui, the battle-hardened police chief, suddenly felt his whole body tremble.

The implication behind this is so strong that it is enough to arouse people's imagination.

If this case cannot be solved as soon as possible, Chief Suzuki's fate will be in jeopardy, and Kobayashi, the head of the First Investigation Division in charge of criminal cases, will also be in trouble.

Maybe I'll have to go to the Tokyo District Public Prosecutors Office.

"To be honest, I just got the news before I entered the room."

Xiao Lin sighed. He now regretted why he did not listen to his subordinates and block the news when the first corpse dumping case happened.

Reporters from Asahi and Yomiuri Shimbun reported the story. It was impossible to conceal the matter.

Now it has spread to the vicinity of the Imperial Palace. He doesn't even dare to open Instagram and Facebook. They must be in an uproar.

If the case cannot be solved as soon as possible, his fate will not be much better than that of the minister, and he may even be pushed out to take the blame.

"There's no time to think about that now."

Mitsui Shuichi waved his hand, rolled up the words on the table, and asked someone to take them away and frame them immediately.

"Jiang Hanwen has only been in the industry for a year and a half, but he has become famous and influential. I heard that he recently solved a shocking case in the southwest. It's not easy to hire him."

The young man Shuichi Mitsui is worthy of being the successor of a century-old wealthy family and has a very clear mind.

"Money, or connections?"

Xiaolin asked directly.

"Brother Xiaolin, you are wrong. Money is useless to this person. It is wishful thinking to use the connections above to pressure him."

Xiuyi waved his hand and pointed at Mingde Qiusui who was silent beside him.

"Why do you think our famous genius in Kansai and Guanzhong, Brother Mingde, who holds records in all subjects at Waseda University, started to paint as soon as he entered the room? Do you think he was just itching to show off his skills?"

Looking at the confused Kobayashi Tadamichi, the young man laughed out loud.

"Hahaha, I've heard that Brother Mingde has the ability to judge people. Hearing about him is worse than meeting him in person."

"Shuichi, how can you be the successor? Everyone in Tokyo knows that your brother, who graduated from Ivy League, is now an expert at playing with women and smoking marijuana. He can never compare to you, the one who is destined to be with him."

The man didn't say much and pulled the confused Xiaolin out the door.

"Xiuyi, money is attractive to people. Although Mr. Jiang is not good at money, we must be polite. Giving a check is too tacky. I think the big golden pig in your window is good!"

The man walked to the middle of the yard and suddenly turned around and shouted loudly.

The young people in the room laughed.

"Brother Mingde has a good eye. How did you see that my golden pig is solid? It weighs thirty kilograms!"

"Haha, it's vulgar, it's really vulgar, but this kind of vulgarity is the essence of elegance!"

"It's a perfect gift for meeting someone!"

(End of this chapter)