The Savior of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department

"You'll be fine."

Mu Moshisan didn't care about the suicide of the main criminal, those accomplices had already been caught by the police, and the social turmoil was coming to an end, that was enough.

"Okay, let's go back to the Metropolitan Police Department first, the fire truck is almost here."

"Ah."

Atsuto Yamashita nodded, took off the suit jacket that had been burnt to the point of being unreadable, and followed Memu Shisan step by step.

When passing by the prisoner's car, John, the bald man who heard the conversation through the window, raised his lips indiscernibly.

[This round, I still won. 】

Atsuto Yamashita draped his coat behind his shoulders with one hand, glanced at the prisoner's car covertly, raised the corners of his mouth, and laughed loudly:

"Jingshi, we won this round."

[This idiot. 】

[This idiot. 】

Two similar people, whose eyes disappeared at the meeting point, came to the same conclusion at the same time.

Chapter 6 In this last round, I am the trader behind the scenes ([-]k)

"Name?"

"Hanayamain Hoshino."

"Tell me your real name, don't talk about those messy aliases with me."

"My real name is Huashanyuan Hoshino. The boss once said that you must use your real name when dealing with you, otherwise it will be easy for you to see through."

In the interrogation room of Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's first search section, Yamashita Atsuto and Takagi Wataru sat in front of the arrested female prisoner and began to take notes.

Atsuto Yamashita, who had clearly announced his resignation, was in the dominant position throughout the whole process, and the real police officer Takagi Tsubasa was willing to help, opening his notebook and writing hard.

"age?"

"23."

After hearing the words, Atsuto Yamashita immediately gave her a high look: "23 pretending to be 18 years old? Are you ashamed? I'm ashamed of you."

"…………"

"Cough cough..."

Although he has long been used to his friend's eclectic interrogation method, Takagi still feels uncomfortable every time he partners with him.

At heart, he's a pretty conventional cop.

"Is there any difference between the eighteen-year-old and the twenty-four-year-old European and American woman?" Hoshino Hoshino, who had a panoramic view of Atsuto Yamashita's relaxed attitude, asked back calmly.

"Loose and tight?"

Atsuto Yamashita folded his arms around his chest, biting the end of a pen in his mouth and raising his eyebrows.

"Cough cough cough!!"

Takagi's hand slipped when taking the notes, and the words were crooked, and his mouth coughed even worse.

"Drink your saliva and don't choke."

A certain unscrupulous policeman who was not trustworthy glanced at Takagi, and handed him a glass full of water.

"I won't gossip. You should also know what charges you will be charged if you are caught by the police. However, if you are willing to recruit the remaining accomplices and those you stole from the arsenal now Where the bomb is placed, I can consider interceding with the judge."

He took down the pen he was biting in his mouth and turned it back and forth in his hand. Atsuto Yamashita rested his chin on his left hand. The sharp eyes made Hoshino Huashanyuan laugh: "Are you treating me like a three-year-old child? Officer Yamashita?"

"No, you are twenty-three years old, still very young."

"But my heart is dead, the boss is my whole life! If you kill him, you will kill me!"

The incomparably bright blonde hair in the past was dimmed now, and Hoshino Huashanin, who was suddenly emotional, slammed his hands on the interrogation table with both hands.The handcuffs rubbed against the table, making a harsh sound.

"No, no, let me correct you again. He committed suicide by throwing himself into the flames. I didn't force him. Strictly speaking, I was almost implicated by him."

Atsuto Yamashita, who tapped the pen cap on the table continuously to emphasize the meaning, is very satisfied with his performance.

Hanayamain Hoshino was also very satisfied.

"You torture me however you want, I won't say it. Oh, by the way, the news of the boss's death will soon be known to my companions. You'd better worry about which part of Tokyo will be bombed now. Bar."

After closing his eyes as if exasperated, Hoshino Hanazanin was completely silent.

The bald John who was interrogated in another room also had such a posture that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, so that Ren Saburo Shiratori and Miwako Sato returned without success.

"Let's lock them up alone for the time being. Those bombs that were stolen from the gunpowder magazine are still a hidden danger after all."

Megu Shisan, with his hands behind his back and a belly full, stretched out his hands to press the cap on his head, and made a decision as an administrator.

"Police, since the accomplice here has been caught, can you immediately notify Osaka to let them cancel the charges against Shiyu?"

Atsuto Yamashita, who didn't know what he was thinking, bit his lip for a while and asked.

"Yes, yes, but they haven't admitted that they were responsible for the death of Hitomi Gutian. The most urgent thing is to pry their mouths open."

Mu Mushisan nodded, but at the same time pointed out the problem.

Even if Atsuto Yamashita suspects that Hitomi Gutian committed suicide, there is no evidence to prove it.

The provocative information composed of those luxury product numbers is difficult to be accepted by the judge in court.

Even if this lawsuit was brought by Fei Yingli.

"Is that so...I see."

A trace of disappointment flashed in Shan Shita's eyes.

Mu Mu Shisan sighed: "Don't worry too much, Brother Yamashita. We've already caught everyone, and it's only a matter of time before we pry their mouths open."

"I understand, then I'll leave it to you, the police. I, a non-staff member, should go back to Osaka to accompany my wife."

Yamashita Toshito, who was in a good mood, rubbed his face, and was immediately slapped on the head by Mumu Shisan: "Come on! After this incident is over, get out of here and go back to work. I'll hold you down for the resignation letter." Hand it in!"

"You are operating in the dark, police."

"Fuck off!"

"okay!"

Atsuto Yamashita turned and left the Metropolitan Police Office with a playful smile on his face, but the smile on his face gradually disappeared with the sound of footsteps towards the moonlight.

【Can't escape the bomb after all...】

【Damn it, after this time, if the person in charge of Dongyang Gunpowder Depot makes me a memorial tablet and burns three sticks of incense every new year and festival, I'm sorry for what happened to me! 】

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Late at night, in a high-end apartment in Osaka.

Dust-ridden Shanxia Turen was sitting in the living room gulping down boiled water to quench his thirst.

Belmode, who had torn off his camouflage, was leaning on the edge of the bar counter and mixing sherry, his movements were slow and elegant: "That is to say, after I helped you, not only can I get nothing, but now I have to take it in for a while." A protective suit?"

Belmode now feels that this man is really shameless.

It's fine to prostitute labor for nothing, but now you have to make an inch?

If it weren't for the fate of the angel being in the hands of Yamashita Toruto, what she wants to do most now is to tell Qin Jiu the location and tell him that the murderous thief who stole the car and plane has been found.

"Don't be so stingy, Belmode. No matter what we say, we are also grasshoppers working together. Since you have found me, you should know that I will definitely have a backhand to deal with your betrayal. Rather than everyone being on guard , then it’s better to cooperate sincerely, don’t you think?”

"Are you so sure that guy wants to blow you up with a bomb?"

"Otherwise, why steal the bomb? Play it? Or keep it for sale?"

Atsuto Yamashita rested his arms on the back of the sofa, looking up at the cold ceiling of the apartment.

"If the nodes are installed correctly, those explosives are enough to destroy an extremely solid skyscraper. You are really big enough."

The bartender Belmode looked at the man not far away with a half-smile: "How could you doubt Hanayamain Hoshino? She is not your fiancée's friend?"

"Thanks to Shi Yu."

When talking about his fiancée Kasumigaoka Shiyu, Atsuto Yamashita showed a touch of warmth on his face: "Shiyu once told me that Hoshino Hanazanin is of mixed American and Japanese, and his personality is quite familiar. I got in touch with her as a fan."

"Just because of this?" Belmode was noncommittal.

"Yes, it's because of her, because she once told Shi Yu that she just came back from the United States not long ago."

Atsuto Yamashita's eyes were full of amusement: "Coincidentally, the old man Matsumoto once told me after the Ken Shiraishi case was over that there was actually someone behind that mercenary, a man named [Gith] in the United States." people."

When Kasumigaoka Shiwa hooked Suzuki Jirokichi with the professional killer team and told him the reason in a serious manner, he instinctively remembered the "Gith" who was far away in the United States that Matsumoto Kiyosaki once said.

As a mercenary, Shiraishi Kenichi is professional enough, so as the person standing behind him, [Gies] can form a team of the same professionalism to Japan without any problem.

And because of the turmoil that Shiraishi Kenichi's team had made before, Japan's entry-exit management has been extremely strict recently, and they have no way to commit crimes against the wind and buy a large number of bombs or even raw materials.That's why [Gies], that is, Wu Heliang, used the method of imitating crimes to lead the police by the nose, and thus obtained the new password and checkpoint pass method of Dongyang Gunpowder Depot.

"If you think about it this way, it makes perfect sense for Shiyu to encounter this disgusting murder case. Because Wuheliang's ultimate goal is me, he needs a handle that can make me obedient, and he can prove that Shiyu The decisive evidence of innocence is this. If Gutian Hitomi was killed by him, then he will definitely have what I want in his hands."

Toshita Yamashita put his arms on the sofas on both sides, crossed his legs, and the flickering light in his eyes made Belmode look sideways.

If you want to deal with him, you need to investigate him and understand him.

If it is a direct contact, it is very likely that he will be suspicious of him who is sensitive.

However, if he got to know Totsuto Yamashita indirectly from the side through Kasumigaoka Shiyu, it would be difficult to arouse doubts.

"During this period of time, only Hoshino Hanazanin, who came back from the United States, met this standard. And, as soon as I suspected her, I thought of Daisuke Torakura, who was imprisoned because of her."

The man's eyes were particularly bright against the magnificent light: "Because of my previous experience, I instinctively thought of the word [human bomb]. If the murderers in the prison were released and threatened to control them, then they would be killed in the Dongyang Arms The bomb that Curry stole could be used.

I guess Wuheliang's original plan may be this, so he deliberately chose Daisuke Torakura, who was carrying his life, as the entry point, and asked Hanayamain Hoshino to call the police and send him to a prison for murderers.

Because he is not familiar with all the prisons in Japan, he does not know the road map inside the prison, so he needs Huashanin Hoshino to go to the prison several times as a victim to talk to Daisuke Torakura who wants to get rid of the crime.Only in this way can he get a part of the complete access map and realize his plan.

Unfortunately, this part of the plan has been ended by me before it even started. "

At the end, Atsuto Yamashita shrugged.

"Since this is the case, can I now start to doubt whether you have the ability to complete the transaction?"

pat~

The drunken glass fell on the coffee table in front of the man, and a few drops of the turbulent liquor floated onto his lap.