Chen Daojun now understands that what Ozawa Matsuna said should be true.

"Do-joon?"

Chen Hengjun saw that Daojun didn't speak for a long time, so he asked again.

Since this person has been released on bail, sooner or later he will have to be released.

I didn't lose anything anyway, so there was no need to push people into a hurry.

So Chen Daojun walked up to Takeda Masao, stared at him carefully, turned around and said:

"It's just familiar, nothing!"

"Oh, that's fine, let's go, father is still waiting!" Suzuki urged.

Takeda escaped, walked a few steps, and couldn't help but glance back at Chen Daojun, as if he wanted to remember this person more deeply.

"Smack!"

Hayakawa slapped him on the head: "Hurry up!" ”

When I got to the door of Suzuki's father's office, there was someone inside reporting work.

They waited a while.

Finally entered, the Chen Daojun brothers were surprised to find that Suzuki's father turned out to be a big bald head.

He was scolding the two police officers with a fierce face, his voice was like a lion roaring, and it was not enough to scold him, so he grabbed a thick pile of information and threw it directly at the faces of the two police officers.

The two police officers didn't dare to hide.

Very grumpy!

This is the first impression of Lao Yamamoto in Chen Daojun's heart!

The two police officers trembled and picked up the materials on the ground, stacked them, and placed them in front of Lao Yamamoto as they were.

Old Yamamoto said something solemnly again.

"Hey!"

The two of them bowed deeply and left, and when they were leaving, the last one did not forget to close the door gently, so light that there was no sound.

Kazuki Yamamoto seemed to be angry, sitting on a chair and touching his bald head, panting heavily.

This made Suzuki not know what to say.

"Father." He reminded the man he had brought with him.

The deputy director of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department doesn't know if it's usually like this, or if it's a special face-saving for his son.

Chen Daojun clearly saw that his face just now, like an ice cube thawing, eased slightly.

"Hyung-joon, right, Suzuki told me a long time ago, people from the Shunyang family?"

Hyungjun hurriedly pulled Daojun to bow, his Japanese was a little stumbling, but he clearly expressed the meaning: "Yes, I came here to visit you directly, and I didn't even bring a gift, it's really rude!" ”

"It's okay, you and Suzuki are the same generation, you don't pay so much attention, just sit down!"

Kazuki Yamamoto waved his hand, signaling them not to care about the red tape.

"I heard that Hyungjun came here this time to write a graduation thesis on Dongying's local customs, and I can ask Suzuki to take you for a walk."

I've been listening to Suzuki's chatter, and Hyung-joon takes good care of him in Hanguo.

Therefore, it is inconvenient for Lao Shanmu to serve any shelf.

"Yes, father, I will help Hyungjoon experience the customs!"

The "customs" that Lao Yamamoto said are not the same thing at all, Suzuki bites the word "customs" very hard, and squeezes his eyebrows at Hyungjun.

"Then this is Hyung-joon's brother, right?" Lao Yamamoto turned his words and looked at Chen Daojun.

As if remembering something, he asked: "You are the Chen Daojun who was invited by MJ to go on stage and perform singing in H City, right?" ”

Chen Daojun didn't understand, and turned his head to look at Hengjun.

"Ahem!" Suzuki leaned into his ear and explained in Korean: "This. My father is also a fan of MJ, and I told him about it before I came. ”

Chen Daojun suddenly realized: "Brother, you help me reply to my uncle, there is a chance that next time MJ comes to Dongying, I can arrange for my uncle and MJ to have dinner alone!" ”

This younger brother is very good at holding up the table, Suzuki secretly gave him a thumbs up and passed on the original words.

Originally, Yamaki was just thinking about taking a group photo and signing autographs, but he didn't expect this kind of surprise.

His attitude was a little more enthusiastic, and he even took the initiative to ask Chen Daojun if he needed help when he came over.

Chen Daojun and the others were just about to reply, when a police officer entered the door and reminded Lao Yamamoto that the personnel of the C Department of the National Police came to inspect the work, and now they need him to accompany him.

The superiors came, and the situation was urgent.

Old Yamamoto made an apologetic gesture: "There is no other way to do it!" ”

However, Lao Yamamoto also gave his son face, and when he left, he said succinctly: "If you encounter any difficult problems, tell me directly!" ”

"Thank you!"

Chen Daojun and his brothers bowed to look at Lao Yamamoto, and then looked at each other and smiled.

Nailed it!

At present, the Tokyo gang is rampant, and the greatest value of this kind of boss is to be able to calm the table at a critical time!

A few familiar police officers politely sent them out of the door of the police C hall building all the way.

At this time, Suzuki grabbed his pocket, remembered that he had forgotten the car keys in his father's office, and ran back to get them with a confession.

The Chen Daojun brothers continued to walk out of the compound, only to find that the Masao Takeda, who had tattoos all over his arms, was still at the door.

After seeing Chen Daojun, he immediately got up and walked over.

Chen Hengjun stammered with a surprised tone: "You guy, what do you want to do?" ”

Takeda Masao stopped and bowed respectfully: "You misunderstood, I am here to thank this gentleman, if he raised any objections just now, I may be kept locked inside!" ”

Naturally, he didn't dare to stay at the door all the time, but just now a large number of senior police officers politely bowed and sent the male protagonist out.

This brought him another blockbuster.

An inspection minister can handle him at will, let alone raise it by two levels

As a member of the periphery of the gang, he was actually not accepted at all, and he was not willing to live his current life for a long time.

Takeda Masao silently said to himself in his heart, this is a big guy, you have to find a way to lick him!

"I'm sorry that I accidentally bumped into you in the underground parking lot that day!"

After Chen Daojun understood what he meant, his expression was calm, he hadn't figured out the number of this person's path yet, so he could only say perfunctorily: "It's okay, don't blame those who don't know."

"Ah, you guys don't want to leave, do you want to be locked up again?"

Suzuki trotted over with the key in his hand and asked sharply.

My dad is Yamamoto!

Suzuki is at the door of the police C hall, and he has this confidence!

"No, nothing."

Takeda was stared at by Suzuki, as if he had been bitten by a scorpion, and he retreated in fear, and the courage he mustered in his heart had long since disappeared.

On the other side, Ozawa Matsuna stood at the door of his stepfather's house, raising and putting his hand down, unable to make up his mind for a long time.

The ghost-like thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the sound of the door opening.

"What are you doing here" Stepfather Miyamoto came from outside with a wine burp and saw Matsuna stunned for a moment.

Ozawa Matsuna subconsciously leaned sideways.

It's a pity that the balding Miyamoto is wearing a cheap suit, and he can't hide his pot-bellied appearance, and her petite body doesn't give up enough space at all.

Matsuna told her purpose, hoping that he could lend himself some money, at least to help him pay for his tuition.

Miyamoto didn't think so at first, but the moment he saw the jade legs wrapped under Matsuna's long T-shirt, his throat suddenly became a little dry.

He took her hand: "Songna, it's cold outside, go into the house first, and let my father help you find a way!" ”

(End of chapter)