Because Kuroda's thick oyaki had already been touched, the prisoner in charge of distributing the food gave him another piece. Looking at the square thick omelette on the plate, Kuroda couldn't help but feel very apprehensive in his heart.

"That...... Mr. Hojo, I'm ...... I ......"

When Kuroda saw the prisoner known as Mr. Hojo passing by him, he couldn't help but stop him. Mr. Hojo stopped at first, then turned around and smiled at him and nodded, and then walked to an empty seat and ate his breakfast.

That morning, Kuroda's eyes never took off Mr. Hojo. And the elegant way of dining on the other side also seemed incompatible with the gobbling up inmates in the prison. I saw that he seemed to be thinking about a problem while eating, and he would always stop his chopsticks from time to time. Because he ate very slowly, it didn't take long for many prisoners who had finished eating first to pass by him, and many would nod respectfully to him, and Mr. Hojo would bow his head slightly in return.

"What a dazzling figure, looking at him eating breakfast is like eating kaiseki cuisine! How could such a person come to such a place?"

Kuroda picked up the soup bowl with some puzzlement, and took a sip of the hot soup for breakfast very cherished, and there was a piece of stewed extremely flavorful radish in the soup bowl. Suddenly, Kuroda withdrew his attention, and for the first time he tasted the breakfast in the detention center!

……

"Woooooo

As the drill bit penetrated deep into the wall again, Shoji Kuroda finally let out a long breath. He slowly put the percussion drill in his hand on the ground, and then used his fingers to clean the debris in the hole, and after the hole was cleaned, Kuroda filled the black sokin explosives he made little by little into the cracks in the wall, and then beckoned to his companions, and the two climbed out of the well along the ladder behind them, and then returned to the ground.

"Mr. Kuroda, is this really okay?"

"Don't worry, I'm still confident in my skills, and when Kuroda finished saying this, he opened his thermos pot and casually got a cup of hot tea in the cup. When Kuroda placed the cup on the ground, he silently picked up a remote control and held it in his hand, and as there was a fine ripple on the surface of the water in the teacup, Kuroda turned his head sideways and nodded to his companion, then pulled open the manhole cover again, and then silently returned to the ground. ”

"Mr. Kuroda......!

Seeing that the wall didn't seem to have changed significantly, except for the addition of a few cracks, Kuroda's companion couldn't help but be a little suspicious. Kuroda, on the other hand, carefully inspected all the boreholes, picked up a wooden stick and put it against the center of the wall, only to see that Kuroda only used a slight force forward, and the wall began to shake significantly.

"Mr. Kuroda......!

"Be careful, come and help!"

"Hey!"

Kuroda's companion was overjoyed and ran to Kuroda's side, and then also picked up the wooden stick and pushed it forward, only to see that the two didn't make much effort, and the wall that had not changed was instantly broken into a hole, and then, the two hurriedly put down the wooden stick in their hands, and then cleaned up the entrance with all hands and feet.

"Alright...... Now that the biggest obstacle has been overcome, the next ...... We just need to break through the obstacles behind us......"

……

Shinjuku Central Police Station.

"The Administrator...... We've already investigated, and the only thing hiding in the clay is the one we found, and now ...... It has been sent to this office for evaluation, and I believe it will not be long before we can get the results. ”

"Director?"

When Adachi finished reporting his work, he saw that Lin Xiuyi didn't seem to respond, so he ...... He didn't know what to do next, so he could only take the initiative to ask Lin Xiuyi for advice.

"Ah...... I'm so sorry...... Where did you just go?"

"I ...... As I mentioned earlier, the black sokin found at the scene has been sent to the main hall for further identification, and the next ...... We'll just have to wait for the results to see!"

I heard my subordinate repeat what he had just reported. Lin Xiuyi nodded in understanding. However, when he thought of making such a big move for such a small bag of black Suojin, Lin Xiuyi instinctively felt that things should not be so simple.

"That...... What about the Vietnamese who traded with Kuroda? Is there any result on their side?"

"This ......"

Just when Chief Adachi didn't know how to answer Lin Xiuyi's question, a voice suddenly came from outside the door that made Lin Xiuyi feel more cordial.

"Are you busy? I'll pour you a coffee!"

"Eh, Mr. Matsuda, that ...... Don't you already have a coffee machine in the office you occupy?"

I saw Goro Matsuda suddenly walk in as if no one was around, and then picked up the coffee pot on the drinking cabinet next to him. Adachi, who was afraid that Lin Xiuyi would misunderstand that he had neglected the guest, hurriedly asked Matsuda Goro.

"Ah...... That coffee machine was really in the way there, so I asked someone to send it back, don't worry about me, you can just continue......"

Hearing Matsuda Goro's answer, Adachi couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, but fortunately, Lin Shuichi didn't care about this. I saw Lin Xiuyi continue to ask Adachi:

"What I want to know is why Goro Matsuda knew these Vietnamese, was someone introduced them, or did they already know ......"

"This ...... I'm really sorry, but my subordinates haven't considered this aspect of the ...... for the time being."

"Uh...... If you have time, you should take the time to investigate, although this case is now under the responsibility of the police. Other than that...... The case of the murder of Harutoshi Fukuda, the president of the Sumiyoshi Association, will continue to be investigated, and I would like to know...... How are his social connections...... Have you made any enmity with anyone recently, and ...... The social relationship of his missing subordinate Tadamasa Tento must also be carefully investigated, and if there is any situation, please feel free to report it to me!"

"Hey, I'm going to track it down, Director, then I won't bother you!"

Hearing Lin Xiu explain a lot of work one by one, Adachi suddenly felt that his head was about to get bigger, you know, he didn't remember how long it had been since the Shinjuku Central Police Station had been in charge of a murder case, and when he thought that the powder keg of Sumiyoshi would explode at any time, Adachi felt Alexander every moment.