166. Am I breaking the rules of heaven? 【25/29】
Walking in front of the drunk, Zong Takuya's nose subconsciously froze, and a strong smell of wine came to his face, and after fanning it with his hand, Zong Takuya's hand slapped on the drunkard's face.
"Wake up, wake up?"
The drunk tried to break free from Zong Takuya's hands as if he had no bones, but he couldn't stand up straight even as he walked.
"Hey, you've had enough to drink this morning." Zong Takuya shook his head helplessly, it was obviously the most powerless to deal with such a drunkard with words.
Fortunately, they came to the seaside.
In full view of everyone, Zong Takuya directly dragged the drunk man towards the sea, until he stopped where the sea water was below his calf.
"Haven't sobered up yet? Then I'll help you sober up. ”
Zong Takuya did not hesitate to grab the man's head and press it into the water, and only after the fierce struggle came from his hand did Zong Takuya scoop his whole person out of the sea.
Looking at the frightened drunk man in front of him, Zong Tuoya seemed to smile: "What, don't pretend?" ”
Zong Takuya could see early on that the man was simply pretending to be drunk.
A really drunk man can't even stand up, and there are often the kind of drunk people on the street at night who are so drunk that they can still think about eating a girl's tofu?
Only this kind of dregs sprinkled everywhere with a little bit of alcohol will have such a dirty idea.
By the time Takuya Somo returned to the beach with the drunken man's collar, Toru Amuro, Takaaki Morofushi, and Ikumi Gunda had already noticed the commotion on the beach and waited on the beach for Takuya Soya to return with the drunk.
Throwing the drunk man on the beach, Zong Takuya condescendingly asked him, "What's your name and what is it for?" What is the purpose of coming to Izu Beach? ”
This is called professional habits
In addition, in the place where the plague god Conan haunts, this kind of tasteless guy is definitely a high-risk group. Maybe the girl's boyfriend stabbed him at night when he got excited.
When the time comes, a good vacation becomes a work site, and the meaning of this holiday will be gone!
A group of people who can't do a special search class come all the way to Izu Beach just to continue working in a place with beautiful mountains and rivers and beautiful scenery.
Hearing Zong Takuya's words, the drunk man on the ground subconsciously replied: "My name is Tokio Ehara, and I am a computer programmer. ”
"The reason I came to Izu Beach was to participate in a reasoning tour."
"Reasoning tours? The one you said was the Duke of Night? Zong Takuya was stunned and looked at Amuro on the side.
"It's the Night Baron, Section Chief." Amuro was a little embarrassed, not to mention that Baron Night was a well-known computer virus, but Yusaku Kudo also made Baron Night a household name.
Unfortunately, Zong Takuya cared more about books when he was in school, and any extracurricular books and extracurricular activities were a luxury for him.
So it doesn't mean much to him that the Night Baron is still a duke.
The tour group that Tokio Ehara participated in was broken by Takuya Zong, and even heard the name of the Night Baron at Amuro Toru, which made him nervous on the ground.
Could it be that these people are also their own competitors?
"Who the hell are you?! It's already a foul to compete in this way! ”
"Who are we?" Zong Takuya laughed, and the police officer card that he had specially brought with him to prevent this kind of accident came in handy.
But I didn't expect that Zhufu Gaoming and Gunda Ikumi both thought so, plus Amuro's newly arrived police officer card, a total of four of them made Ehara Shinan's eyes straight.
A Metropolitan Police Department inspector with three police departments to arrest himself?!
Ehara Shio even wondered if he had inadvertently violated the rules of heaven
This lineup is a bit outrageous!
Subconsciously, Ehara Shio began to recall the illegal things he had done, and his eyes rolled wildly.
What happened to it?
Looking at the eyes of Jiang Yuan, Zong Takuya raised his eyebrows, yo, there is an unexpected gain?
Originally, Zong Takuya only wanted to lock up this old boy for a month for the crime of threat, but from his current eyes, it seems that this old boy has really committed something.
Subconsciously, Zong Takuya touched his chin and thought.
He was a little uneasy about handing him over to the local police like this, and the criminal police in Shizuoka Prefecture were not much better than the search lesson of the headquarters.
At least Takuya Zong knows that there is at least one serial murder case here in Izu that has not been solved until now.
However, his interrogation methods are somewhat unable to be displayed in public, and the head of the sect still has to pay attention to a little image when he is outside.
so
Receiving Zong Takuya's gaze, Amuro nodded helplessly, and he knew that this unscrupulous boss would not let go of his good labor.
"Section Chief, I'll be in charge of the interrogation." After Amuro finished speaking, he took Ehara Shio and walked towards the grove next to him.
Although Ehara Tokio was struggling, the onlookers had no intention of coming up to hold the grievances.
Not to mention that the drunkard's behavior was seen by them, they all wanted to go up and give him two blows, and besides, when Zong Tuoya showed their documents just now, the people also saw the emblem on it.
was approached by four policemen at the same time, and it was better not to make up for this excitement.
"Okay, everyone, let's disperse, let's disperse. There's nothing to see here~" Zong Takuya smiled and dispersed the crowd that gathered around.
People have a herd mentality, and if they don't disperse now, maybe the whole beach will be surrounded by people.
Not long after, Toru Amuro dragged the dead dog-like Tokio Ehara back to the beach, and seeing Tokio Ehara should have been very uncomfortable and very long for him just now.
"How's it going, Amuro?" Zong Takuya asked.
"Mr. Ehara once used hacking methods to cause a lot of economic losses, and also stole the secrets of other companies, causing the company to go bankrupt and its president hanged himself."
In Japan, due to the rigidity of class, the tolerance rate of entrepreneurship is particularly low, and some people were still high presidents yesterday, and just a small mistake may bury the entire company.
The comeback and self-made business are nothing less than a legend for them, so many presidents choose to commit suicide after the company goes bankrupt.
As for those who are alive, some of them have been reduced to homeless vagabonds.
"What about the evidence?"
"I confessed."
"I just contacted the criminal police in Shizuoka Prefecture, and they will be there in a moment, and when the time comes, I will hand over the people and evidence to them, and we will go on vacation."
It's just a hacker, and there is no need for a special search class to take over.
Give a credit to the local criminal police and sell personal favors, and it will be easier to talk about the special search department in Shizuoka Prefecture in the future.
That's how the incense is pulled.
In this way, Takuya Zong spent a rare and peaceful afternoon, until the evening, the Waya Hotel, which was not very soundproofed, unlocked a new experience for Takuya Zong and Reiko Akiniwa.
Sure enough, emotions are sometimes not all released, and the deliberate repression and the limit of reason being broken through will make people infinitely magnify the physical and psychological pleasure.
Not far from the Wawu Hotel, Conan, who was in the beach hotel, was staring wide with his eyes wide at the moment, quietly waiting for the reasoning puzzle given by the organizers.
Should we say that this organizer is really a chicken thief, will we have to wait until everyone is sleepy and drowsy to issue this reasoning question?
Half of the travel expenses were at stake, and even Mori Kogoro had the rare chance of not getting drunk while Mori was away.
It's just that
The organizers of this tour seem to have simply released one of their pigeons.