"That's it, Zhou Zhiping let the chief."

Director Asakura, who was still full of officialdom, nodded and led Zhou Tohei, who had a straight back, to the interrogation room in the police station, as the chief of the Hachioji City Police under the jurisdiction of the Tokyo Metropolitan Government, he had seen the young chief cabinet secretary from afar, and he would not stage a drama of contradicting his superiors.

"Open the door and let us in."

Zhou Zhiping, whose face was gloomy, gave the order in a cold voice, and if Fujii Shu was violently interrogated, he would want this Asakura director ten times over, no! Nine times the return!

The usually light interrogation room door was now thicker than the ancient city gate in front of Director Asakura, and he trembled and stretched out his hand, using all the strength of his body, and gently pushed it open.

"My sister card, but the A prize drawn from the capsule toy machine is worth 35,000 yen!"

"Come on, the first version of the silver shattered blue-eyed white dragon signed by Mr. Takahashi himself, and the number is also very high, enough to reach a car."

The room was surprisingly peaceful, two criminal policemen in the shape of an airplane head were watching the photos of their respective collection of Yu-Gi-Oh cards with their mobile phones with Fujii Shu, and Director Asakura secretly took a breath, fortunately, he didn't really use violence, he seemed to have forgotten, Fujii Shu's amazing record.

"Fujii-san, I was commissioned by Miss Kamiya to take you out."

Zhou Zhiping let the director of Asakura who was in the way be pushed away, walked into the interrogation room first, and after seeing Fujii's appearance, he nodded slightly in understanding.

I see, our kaolin flower, it's time to have a sweetheart, this young man can fight against a hundred, won't he be a big monster who can transform into a human form, right?

"Guys, Line, I'm leaving."

Fujii Shu put away his phone and said goodbye to the two criminals who were having a good conversation, and after knowing through the words that they were both card guys, the two guys even reminded themselves not to say anything before the public sent a lawyer.

There was Director Asakura, and they had to secretly greet them with their eyes.

It looks like I haven't had a good time.

"The good things you did, how to end it, know it in your heart!"

Before leaving, Zhou Zhiping deliberately pointed to the shoulder of Director Asakura, the system is different, it is impossible to dismiss this guy on the spot, if he doesn't have the eyesight to finish the work, he will invite the *** people of the Metropolitan Police Department to have a meal and talk, but this time the demerit is less, and it will focus on supervision in the future.

"Hey! The subordinate will definitely severely punish the troublemakers, and will never let go of a criminal, do you need a police car to escort you if you walk slowly?"

Director Asakura, who bent down and bowed his head at 90 degrees, took out a handkerchief to wipe the beads of sweat from his forehead after sending off Zhou Taihei and Fujii Shu, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"What are you doing in a daze, why don't you go to the hospital to guard those troublesome gangsters, run away, and the bonus for the month will be halved!"

Noticing that there were still two of the interrogation room's subordinates who were watching the show, Director Asakura resumed his old style and drove them out.

Yamashita Mingjiu, you made such a big move, and you provoked this level of real power***, the Buddha can't help you when he comes.

He blamed everyone else for his faults, his eyes flashing and his expression displeased.

After going through a series of formalities and signing a bunch of documents, Fujii Shu finally walked out of the police station, and he explained what happened again, unlike Rie Watanabe, who was powerless, looking at the panicked attitude of the police chief, the person invited by Rin Kamiya must have a lot of power.

"I know, the money that should be compensated is a lot, and the prison should be imprisoned, and they will pay the price if it is not bad for a day."

Zhou Tohei patted Fujii on the shoulder, and asked if he wanted to pick him up before getting into the car, Fujii shook his head, because he saw Rin Kamiya standing across the road with two long strips of wraps on his back.

Is she here too? It seems that he really attaches great importance to this kid!

Zhou Tahei let the window switch be pressed, and Rin Kamiya and him nodded to each other, didn't say anything, and left silently.

"This incident can be reported, but our Fujii-kun, no information can be leaked, understand?"

Zhou Toihei in the car asked the confidential secretary who carried him down

Order, this level of information blockade, they can still do it.

"Hey! We'll get in touch with the news organizations right away."

The subordinates replied affirmatively, and Zhou Zhiping looked at the teenagers and girls looking across the road in the rearview mirror, showing a pleased smile.

"Are you planning to break in?"

Fujii waited until the green light and crossed the street and asked Rin Kamiya, who was carrying a weapon.

"The worst is just a plan, Uncle Zhou still has some energy, it's just a backup measure."

Rin Kamiya, who was expressionless, didn't know what posture to use to face Fujii Shu, so she had to keep a cold face and maintain her usual style of being a big lady.

"Miss Kamiya, this is a serious crime, and I am only temporarily detained, so I don't need to take this risk."

Fujii Shu sighed, are the eldest ladies all willful creatures without common sense?

"No! You're important, and you're an important member of the Jade White Shrine."

Rin Kamiya turned his face sideways, and there was still a word left unspoken.

For me, it's even more so.

She thought, can't someone who is dull still not be able to perceive her mind?

I don't want to change my name and join the big family!

Fujii Tree, who is not sluggish, complained in his heart, although Rin Kamiya is a beautiful woman who is heart-warming enough, freedom is a little more precious in his opinion.

He and she were suspicious of each other, and they drifted apart.

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At the beginning of October, on the border of the United States, there was a boundless desert.

Holding the wound of a bullet in the abdomen, Koster moved his exhausted body and walked on a desolate, hot, desperate land that was at the junction of the United States and Mexico, and was not necessarily inhabited for dozens of kilometers.

His wound came from last night's gang fire, but fortunately the location was not fatal, and after a simple bandage, it only affected the speed of action.

Luckily, both his own and his enemies were dead, and he had a pocket of old hundred-dollar bills, worth millions, and the car broke down in the middle of the night, leaving him to try to traverse the long no-man's land on foot.

Dragging a money bag in his left hand, covering the wound with his right hand, and pinning a 38-caliber revolver with Cole's characteristics on his waist, he looks like a fugitive male protagonist in a western film, but unfortunately he is not accompanied by blonde beauties.

Climbing a high slope and stopping in the shadow of a large tree, a melodious harmonica sound came from behind the trunk.

"Click!"

Coster raised his revolver, and no matter how well he played the harmonica, it was a threat, especially if he had brought a bag of cash with him, plus he was injured.

The melodious and ethereal harmonica sounded for a long time, so long that the melody was repeated several times to the point that Koster could memorize it.

"What's this tune, ago?"

Coster asked curiously, the song has a desolate atmosphere, which is very suitable for the current desert and the current atmosphere.

"The harmonica at the opening of the first episode of Cowboy Bebop, without a name, this customer."

Behind the trunk came a dwarf about 1.2 meters long, in a black suit, wearing a tie, smiling and welcoming people, carrying a black box and wearing a bowler hat on his head.

"Bang!"

The gnome in the suit splashed dust at his feet, and it was Coster who fired the shot, and he was reminding the other party that he had a gun and that he had good marksmanship.

"Don't be nervous, it's not good for your health, I'm just a salesman, fair trade, one thing for another, genuine."

Raising a hand, the gnome in the suit stepped forward without any nervousness, Koster pulled the trigger, did not sound, and then turned the revolver magazine, it was still a dud.

"You must be thirsty, I have water here, but I need to trade."

Opening the corner of the black box, he took out a bottle of mineral water without a label, and the gnome in the suit handed it over.

Koster shifted his gaze from the mineral water bottle to the face of the gnome in the suit, the guy always maintained a mysterious smile, and it was hard to believe that there was nothing wrong with his water.

"Your marksmanship is good, exchange this bottle of water, sign your name, and trade fairly."

Seeing that Coster was suspicious, the gnome in the suit unscrewed the cap of the bottle and took a big sip to prove its safety.

Cure-all?

Coster looked at his gunshot wound, which was not a fatal disease, he had terminal lung cancer and would not live for a few months.

The gnome in the suit also took out a document in a decent manner, handed it to Koster, and asked him to press his index finger on the blank signature.

What tricks to play? Hmph, I'll play with you.

Koster pressed his finger, and as soon as he touched the document, there was a stinging burning sensation, and the paper document the size of A4 paper, as if something had been extracted from his body, burned into the sky and turned into ashes, burrowing into the black box of the gnome in the suit.

"The deal is done, my time is up, it's time to go to the last stop of this cruise, Tokyo." Z.br>

The dwarf in the suit locked the black box tightly, raised his hand to look at the watch, and the sound was not finished, but the person disappeared into the void in front of him.

It's kind of interesting.

Koster fired a shot at the center of the trunk, and there was no jamming, but the landing point was very offset, and the feeling when he shot was also jerky and abnormal, like a rookie who had just touched the gun.

He can become the only lucky one left in the gang fight, and his marksmanship accounts for a large proportion, so the gang can't be mixed up.

I still have money, and a bottle of water, which can cure all diseases.

He unscrewed the cap of the bottle and drank it without hesitation, and after a day and a night of thirst, he felt for the first time that the water was sweet, sweet and exciting.

"Ahem! Ahem!"

Spit out a large stream of black liquid from his mouth, the fishy smell made people frown, Coster covered his abdomen, and the gunshot wound miraculously healed.

"Haha, haha! It's a miracle of God..."

He looked up and laughed, the ups and downs of life, but that's it.

"Bang --!"

Gunshots exploded in the empty wasteland, and the newly recovered Koster collapsed to the ground with a ball of blood exploding in his chest.

Thirty minutes later, a patient hunter paced up to him with a dog, bolt-action rifle on his back, and sand and dust.

"Great harvest, I can finally stop doing this."

The hunter opened his pockets, whistled, and stepped into the desolate red earth, the red primeval land, under the godless gaze of the dead Kosco.

A business card of a dwarf in black floated in the wind from the corner in his hand, with Chinese characters underlined in Japanese.

"Smile Recommender / Yoshimura Uber."