According to the usual procedure, the teenager named Fujii was supposed to have his wounds treated in the hospital, although they were all minor injuries such as bruises, and he was pulled into the interrogation room without treatment, which was obviously problematic.

Rie Watanabe has been a police officer in an island country for more than ten years, and these cats can still be seen.

"Sister Rie, we don't want to, it's the instructions given by Director Asakura to our First Criminal Division, we can't try it, and then we have to change the violent maniacs of the Second Criminal Division who deal with Yakuza (members of the underground forces) every day."

Ignoring the things of conscience, Seiji Genji didn't want to do it, so Rie Watanabe raised her palm and muttered quietly, just showing a helpless expression, her face changed color instantly.

"Good evening, Director Asakura!"

Seiji Genji deliberately shouted loudly behind Rie Watanabe, the footsteps approached, Rie Watanabe turned to look, and the white director Asakura appeared with a smile on his face. Z.br>

"Isn't this Officer Watanabe? How do you have time to come to the police station? I remember assigning you to the police station in Kitanocho as a patrol sergeant."

Director Asakura asked Rie Watanabe in front of the interrogation room with a smile, and when he saw her bow her head and was silent, he then suppressed.

"It's not good to leave your post without permission during work, forget it this time, go back to patrol, the security of Tokyo depends on everyone's efforts, come on."

"Hey! It was my negligence that we go."

Rie Watanabe, who lowered her head, gritted her teeth, and when she raised her face, she turned into an expressionless face, called Chiki Natsumi, and left here.

I don't know how to be flexible, and a woman who can't use a good skin should be this end.

Seeing the frustrated Rie Watanabe disappear around the corner, Director Asakura gave Genseiji a few official words, walked to the empty corner, took out his mobile phone, and dialed the contact number with only numbers.

"Hey? It's me, and your people are too useless to give you a chance! It's like this, the person is already in the bureau, and the next step depends on your sincerity, what crime are you going to convict the people of the Ichikawa Dokan? That's not a lot of money."

"Understood, thank you, sincerity will be offered soon, I hope they sign a letter of understanding for the resale of the land, the price will be very reasonable."

On the other end, the head of the Sumiyoshi Kai branch, Akihisa Yamashita, took a deep breath, promised something, and after the phone call, he smashed the mobile phone on the ground and stepped on it a few times to vent his anger.

"A hundred people, a whole hundred carefully selected thugs, can't beat a small high school student! It's all rubbish! Idiot! I have to spend money again! Yaga! Yaga!"

Akihisa Yamashita, who scolded all the way and knocked over the precious decorations in the house, no longer had the calm style of the past, and sat on the tatami mat angrily, closed his eyes and pondered.

"At the end of the day, you'll have to add money! Alas--!"

He came to a conclusion, and let out a long sigh, which echoed in the messy Japanese house, and the face of their Yoshikai was lost.

And Fujii Shu in the interrogation room hesitated for a moment, but fortunately he was in a hurry when he came in, his phone was not confiscated, and he took it out and opened the address book, at this time, the only one who could ask was our Miss Kamiya Rin.

Before the criminal police outside came in, he dialed the number, and there was a slight sound of breathing from the other side, waiting for him to speak first.

"Kamiya-san, I'm in trouble, do you have a way to solve it? If it costs money, I'll pay for it."

No matter how much the individual can fight, he has not reached a real qualitative change situation, and he always has to compromise with society, and Fujii Shu understands this.

"Where are you now?" I'll call someone."

Rin Kamiya, who was kneeling in the Yubai Shrine and lighting incense to nourish his gods, asked a few words as usual, and then ended the call.

The door of the interrogation room opened, and the criminal police who walked in were no longer Yuan Cheng and the others, but two strong men with airplane hair, not so much policemen as Yakuza.

"Confess your crimes, and we will be lenient."

"Otherwise, you'll have to suffer a little sin."

They made threats, and they looked like they were not good.

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In the brightly lit conference room of the island state's organs, the Cabinet Secretary Zhou Tai Pingrang, who presided over the meeting, and the 34-year-old second-in-command of the Cabinet Secretariat, sat upright in the main seat, holding their chins with both hands, and listening to the reports of their subordinates.

"The audit of the additional establishment and the 600 billion yen budget supplement proposed by the Special Operations Division next year has been completed, and the Ministry of Finance will supervise the use of the funds."

"The incidence of vicious cases in Tokyo has increased, and a small number of suspected cases are abnormal cases that cannot be handled by ordinary police officers."

Most of the news he heard was bad, and his Cabinet Secretariat, as the secretariat of the administrative center of the island nation, had access to first-hand information, which gave him some headaches.

"Didi! Tick Tick!"

The mobile phone rang in his arms, and Zhou Zhiping asked the people who could set the ringtone directly, but there were few people.

"Mossi? Is it Miss Rin? What do you do?"

Although the voice on the other side of the phone is young, Zhou Tohei will not despise her, inherited from the Kamiya family in the Heian period, and has been guarding Tokyo for generations, it can be said that it is a top big family, there are many side lines, and only this eldest lady is left in the lineage.

"Hachioji City Police Station? Hi! I'll go now, you can just wait for news at home."

After answering the call, Zhou Zhiping changed from a smiling face to an iron-green poker face, got up and left the conference room quickly, and closed the door without saying a word.

It's been more than an hour, and it's time to finish the trial, right?

Director Asakura, who was always paying attention to Fujii's trial, raised his wrist and looked at the time, he planned to characterize the incident this time as a mutual assault rather than a legitimate defense for invading a private house, as long as Fujii admitted this, he could also get some compensation for medical expenses, and Ichikawa's family, the old one was still rescuing, and the small one was silent, so he could only start from Fujii's side.

Someone has already uploaded a video of the gangsters who were carried out one after another and got into the ambulance, and public opinion is under a lot of pressure on Sumiyoshi's side, and if Yamashita Akihisa doesn't want a large number of thugs to go to prison this time, he will have to bleed once.

Let's make trouble, let's make trouble! How can I make money if I don't make trouble? Who's going to pay for me.

Director Asakura thought triumphantly, and in his luxurious office, he reclined back in a leather chair with his feet resting on the mahogany desk, swaying rhythmically.

"Knock knock!"

There was a knock on the office door, and he continued to lie down, lazily saying that he came in.

"Hachioji City Police Chief, Hiroto Asakura, right?"

The door was pushed open, and a man of thirty years old, who was particularly well-dressed, stepped into it, followed by two secretaries, a man and a woman, and that kind of temperament could be seen at once.

"Contemptible Zhou Tobi, Chief Cabinet Secretary, please let me meet with you, who was escorted here a few hours ago, Fujii Shu."

After Zhou Zhiping entered the house, he glanced around, and saw the expensive mahogany desk, and he had a general impression of the director.

"It's a matter of Level 1 Secret."

His threat, the wind said lightly.