At the end of the banquet, Qin Jian told the fans that Mr. Cang would lead everyone to visit Tokyo in the afternoon, and as soon as the news came out, the fans cheered.

At 14 o'clock in the afternoon, Mr. Cang met with the fans, everyone was very excited, and took a group photo, in Japan, Mr. Cang's fame is no less than that of a first-line star, Mr. Cang's tour guide first took everyone to Disneyland, Qin Jian asked Cambodian slaves to summon 10 black-clothed Cambodian envoys to accompany them to protect the safety of fans.

Qin Jian took the Cambodian slave to the world's three famous streets, Tokyo's Ginza business district, and he was going to buy some gifts for Ya'er and Zhao Zihua.

After shopping all afternoon, I bought some jewelry for Ya'er, Chen Ruobing and Ouyang Qing, Zhao Zihua, Zhou Tianci and Li Yuanhong and the company's executives chose some men's items such as watches and belts, and bought a few suits for Cambodia and himself.

When I got back to the hotel, it was already 18 o'clock in the evening, it was already getting dark, and the winter in Japan was still quite cold.

The fans who came back from the game were in high spirits, after dinner, the fans went out to see the night view, Qin Jian didn't want to ruin everyone's interest, so he followed everyone to stroll through the streets of Tokyo and experience the exotic night.

The night view of Tokyo is still very gorgeous, but it seems that the interest of the fans is not high, Kong Liren whispered a few words at Qin Jian, and the latter suddenly realized that when he came to Japan, a popular country, how could he not experience Japan's special services, everyone is a man, Qin Jian can understand.

Tell everyone to go together, pay attention to safety, and come back early, Qin Jian announced free activities, this decision made fans excited, Qin Jian smiled helplessly, and continued to walk with Cambodian slaves.

"Hey, Ya'er, have you arrived home? After looking at the time, the time in the capital should be more than 17 o'clock, and the company has already reached the end of work.

"Well, Qin Xiaojian, what are you doing, do you miss me, giggle~ Ya'er said happily on the phone, and the text messages between the two seemed to have never been interrupted.

"I can't wait to fly back now. ”

"Hee-hee, then you come back early, big fool!

"Well, I will, you have to remember to eat well and bring it to Uncle Li for me!

"Well, I know, you have to take care of yourself!

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The two boiled for a while, and hung up the phone reluctantly, this was the first time that the two had been separated for so long, and when they thought of Ya'er, Qin Jian had a sweet smile on his face.

"Jingle bell~

Not long after hanging up the phone, the phone rang again, and Qin Jian saw that it was Kong Liren calling.

"Hey!

"Mr. Qin, no, a fan has been detained, on the phone, Kong Liren said anxiously.

"What, where, you gather the other fans right away, I'll be there right away!

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Knowing that the fans were detained, Qin Jian hurried to the accident site.

Red Street, Tokyo's largest and busiest red-light district, is a place where dragons and snakes are mixed and all parties are intricately intertwined, and there are too many unknown transactions flowing out of it in the dark.

The location of the fan accident is a sauna center, most of the fans are otaku, there is no social experience on weekdays, the fans and companions who were originally detained came here to sauna, but when the checkout, I found that the project that originally only charged a few hundred yuan was tens of thousands of yuan for a while, so I reasoned with the staff, due to the language barrier, and the fierce language of both sides, it didn't take long for dozens of underworld members to break in from around the store, without saying a word, they came up and punched and kicked, and finally, let one of the fans come back to withdraw money, detain one, understand the ins and outs, Qin Jian was angry: "Bastard, it's too arrogant to open a black shop and bully foreigners, take me there, I want to see how capable little Japan is. ”

Under the guidance of fans and Kong Liren, I came to the depressing black shop, and as soon as I entered the door, I saw dozens of bald heads in the hall, young people in black tunics, sitting crookedly on the sofa, squinting at the crowd that came in.

Qin Jian asked in Japanese, "Who detained my friend?"

"Baga, who are you, don't you know that this is the territory of our skinheads?" a bald head who looked like a leader stood up and said viciously.

A crisp slap echoed through the spacious hall.

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The bald head was stunned, and the club accomplices behind him were also stunned, they didn't expect this foreign kid who looked weak to dare to do it first, Kong Liren and the fans were also stupid, Nima, Brother Jian is too stubborn, just do it without saying a word!

"Ah, Yaga!

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The bald head and his accomplices who reacted pounced on Qin Jian like mad dogs, but the latter stood there motionless, at this moment, I saw a black shadow rushing into the crowd, flying up and down, and the miserable screams and the sound of things being smashed were constantly heard from the crowd, which made people panic.

After a while, the skinhead members who were still shouting with their teeth and claws before instantly lay on the ground horizontally and vertically, wailing.

Qin Jian squatted on the ground and said to the bald head who was screaming in pain: "Release people!"

rescued the detained fans and was about to leave, suddenly, at this moment, many ** members riding motorcycles suddenly poured into both sides of the street, two people in a car, and the people in the back seat brandished machetes, and the number of people was probably no less than 100 people, which frightened the onlookers to scatter and flee.

Fans were a little scared, most otaku had never even fought, and when had they seen this battle, just when these people appeared, Qin Jian asked Kong Liren to take everyone into the store and not come out.

While talking, these members of the underworld who rode motorcycles and brandished machetes rushed in like a tide, among which there was a bald fat man with half of his face tattooed and his face full of flesh squeezed together came to Qin Jian on a motorcycle, and said loudly in Japanese: "Yaga, Zhinagou, you are very bold, you dare to beat the members of our skinhead party, die, die~!"

"Give you three seconds to disappear, bald pig, or I will level your lair," Qin Jian said domineeringly in Japanese.

"Baga, kill them for me!!," the fat pig shouted angrily.

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"Beep~ A clear whistle came from the mouth of the Cambodian slave.

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In an instant, hundreds of black-clothed Cambodian envoys surrounded from all directions, like lions fighting rabbits, wolves entering the flock, between a breath, none of these gang members could stand, their hands and feet were deformed, the picture looked a little bloody, and the order of the owner of the magic Cambodia was to break their hands and break their legs.

Looking at the bald head of the fat pig lying on the ground, Qin Jian's voice was a little cold: "Your mouth is too stinky, remember, Huaxia people are not something you can bully." ”

Ignoring the gang members lying on the ground and wailing, at this moment, dozens of police cars whizzed on both sides of the street, and a large number of heavily armed policemen got out of these police cars, and the muzzles of their guns were pointed at the crowd and shouted: "Kneel, don't move." ”

The other party spoke Japanese, although Qin Jian understood it, but he didn't do that, let him kneel, it was a fool's dream.

"Don't move, just follow them!

There were probably hundreds of black-clothed Cambodian envoys and fans, and the Japanese police were also afraid, so they cautiously surrounded them, tortured Qin Jian and the black-clothed Cambodian envoys, and brought them back to the police station together with their fans. ”

Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department

"Name"

"Age"

"Nationality"

"Why did you come to Japan?

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In the detention room, two policemen took turns questioning Qin Jian, and Qin Jian was silent from beginning to end, his eyes glancing at the ceiling.

"Most of you don't have legal status, how do you explain that?

"How did you smuggle into our borders in Japan?

"I ask you, why do you deliberately hurt people?

"Do you know that you hurt my legal citizen of Japan?

"Yaga, answer our question?

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"Yo Xi, since you don't answer the question, now the Metropolitan Police Department of Japan will arrest you on suspicion of intentional injury, endangering homeland security, and espionage, and the relevant materials will be handed over to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of your country. ”

"Stand up, and now escort you to Tokyo Sugamo Prison to await the verdict of the court!

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No matter what the two policemen said, Qin Jian never spoke out or made any resistance, and he also instructed the Cambodian slaves and the black-clothed Cambodian envoys not to resist.

Just when the Metropolitan Police Department drove several police buses, ready to escort Qin Jian and his party to the prison, at this time, the siren sounded, and a number of black Mercedes-Benz cars drove into the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department under the escort of the police car.

The person who came is the general director of the United Chamber of Commerce of Japan, Murakami Shuren, in Japan to talk about who has the most power, many people will say that it is the prime minister, in fact, all the political factions in Japan are in the hands of the major nobles, chaebols, they are the invisible legislators, the simplest example, a small Japanese Softbank Group controls the largest online shopping platform in our country, a certain treasure, just imagine Mitsui, Mitsubishi, Sumitomo, What about the strength of Fuji and other big chaebols, who hold the lifeblood of Japan's economy, whose power is so entrenched that they are the real rulers of Japan?

A middle-aged man with a big belly got out of the car, and after glancing around, he found Qin Jian's figure, and immediately hurried to Qin Jian, and said respectfully: "Mr. Qin, I'm sorry, I'm late!"

"Mr. Murakami, it's not too late, it's just right, I wanted to visit you, but... I really don't want to go, Qin Jian said with a smile, but with words in his words, it means, I am a guest, I didn't expect you Japanese to be so hospitable, a pun.

"Smack, Baga, Mr. Qin is our most honored guest, don't untie the handcuffs yet. Murakami Shuren pumped back, and the little policeman next to him was dizzy, and hurriedly stepped forward to untie the handcuffs.

At this time, Kameda, the director of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, hurriedly ran out, his clothes were disheveled, his face was flushed, and he didn't do anything good at first glance.

"Mr. Murakami, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were here, I'm very sorry, tonight we arrested a large number of stowaways, and we are about to report to our superiors, Kameda is trying to ask for credit, this operation is commanded by him, the backstage boss of the skinhead party is his relative, and he gives a lot of filial piety every year, plus it is a group of foreigners, maybe he can use this to promote the official to the next level.

"Bastard, blind your dog's eyes, this Mr. Qin is the most honored guest of our Imperial Japanese Chamber of Commerce, you just wait to go home and raise pigs! Murakami Shu's popularity is furious, and the money he supports the Congress every year actually raises a herd of pigs.

"Mr. Qin, I'm very sorry for frightening you, and now I invite you to move to the State Guesthouse, where I will hold a banquet to entertain you. Murakami, who turned around, immediately said with a smile on his face.

"Okay, I'm really bothering you, Mr. Murakami, Qin Jian said politely.

"No trouble, no trouble, Mr. Qin, please!

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Qin Jian instructed the black-clothed Cambodian envoy to escort the fans back to the hotel, and then took the Cambodian slave to leave the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department in Murakami's special car.