Conan: I'm not really a winery boss

Chapter 113 It's Just Like Going Home

In front of the police station, surrounded by cars, the police car slowly stopped.

Slap, several big men in black opened the car door and surrounded the police car, and violently pulled the policeman down.

"Boss Fu Jiang!" They saluted Fu Jiang uniformly as if they had been drilled thousands of times.

They are all members of the Yamaguchi-gumi, and they learned that the cold-faced man sitting in the police car is the famous Fifth King of Kabukicho.

This is a man who changed the situation in Kabukicho in just a few days with his crazy, radical and desperate actions.

He is the kind of person that ordinary boys in violent societies admire most.

They also have a passion, dare to fight and fight hard, regardless of their lives, and hope that one day they can become famous like Fu Jiang.

"Well, it's hard work." Fu Jiang got out of the car and straightened his collar.

"Go back to the leader of Fujiang, we don't have to work hard!" Looking at the tall and imposing man, they straightened their backs together.

"It's not fair! Why is no one caring about me?" Wen Tai on the other side was escorted out of the police car by the police.

Isn't it just caring about fooling around and not doing big things?Is it necessary to treat them differently?He is also the leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi!

What's more, Fu Jiang's actions are also assisted by him. Without him, how could Fu Jiang open the situation so smoothly? It all depends on his cooperation!
But now, his "smart star" Kimura Bunta has suffered such humiliation, and no one cares about him?
The members of the Yamaguchi group ignored him, who is this person?In Kabukicho, we have only heard of Tomie Boss!
Several members of the violent gang stood in front of Fu Jiang, watching the approaching police warily.

"I warn you, if the leader of Fu Jiang suffers even a little bit of grievance in it. Hmph!"

"You police have gone too far this time! This is a pure framing. Although there is a gun at the scene, it was carried by the leader of Kimura privately. It has nothing to do with the leader of Fujiang!"

"That's right! You are wronging the top executives of legal associations! If you know the law and break the law, I will sue you!"

The members of the violent group shouted in a hurry.

For a while, the gate of the police station was busier than the vegetable market.

The management officer of the fourth search section came out of the police station with an extremely ugly expression on his face.

How dare this underworld be so rampant?In broad daylight, they actually blocked the door and shouted loudly?Is there still Wang Fa?
But he got clear news that a high-level cadre of the Yamaguchi-gumi went to Kabukicho to meet an important official in person.

How could the person who was personally received by high-level cadres be an ordinary leader?In his opinion, this person must be a candidate for future cadres.

And he probably got the opportunity to be promoted recently, and then he thought about the very wrong arms deal with the Sumiyoshi Club before.

There is no doubt that this person was responsible for the arms deal, and the one that was investigated by the police was probably just a smoke bomb released by the other party to deceive people.

Reminiscent of the people who appeared on the site of the Sumiyoshi Association, the management officer has enough reasons to suspect that they have reached some kind of agreement secretly.

In the other police car, Hu Tianba squeezed away the police and got out of the car, staring at Wen Tai and Fu Jiang with one eye, his face was so gloomy that he seemed about to drip water.

He, just out of prison, is back again.

MD, this man in black with a top hat is a disaster, a disaster!

"Don't waste any more time." Hu Tianba glanced at everyone with one eye, and then said to the police officer who was guarding him, "Send me in."

It doesn't look like he is in prison at all, he looks like a lion returning to his territory.

……

"Answer me, was that arms deal done by you?
"Why do you Yamaguchi-gumi executives appear in the Sumiyoshi Association's territory? What are you planning?
"What about the gun that Bunta Kimura is carrying?"

Facing the interrogation, Fu Jiang's head was drooped, his eyes were out of focus, and he seemed to be asleep, and his mind had already wandered away.

Bang, the iron table was slapped.

"Don't disturb a person who is thinking." Fu Jiang's eyeballs rolled a few times and moved to the policeman's face, "This is polite."

The bad-faced one and the red-faced one looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a while.

Unlike ordinary prisoners, Fu Jiang felt as if he had returned home after coming to this environment, feeling indescribably at ease.

"If there is nothing wrong." Fu Jiang stood up quickly, and the iron chair fell to the ground with a clang, "Escort me back to my room."

He walked up to the policeman step by step, bowed his body and looked at him at the same level, "I won't say anything until my lawyer arrives."

Fu Jiang returned to his room under the escort of police officers who were as obedient as the laboratory security.

Although the room is not big, it has everything you need, and it is neat and clean, not like a prison cell at all.

The floor is covered with soft and comfortable tatami mats, and there is an old-fashioned TV set on a small cabinet against the wall. The blocked toilet in the deepest part of the room is polished and shiny, and Fu Jiang can see his own reflection on it.

Pulling open the blinds, Fu Jiang admired the beautiful scenery outside the room for a while.

Looking at the environment, this is much better than the cardboard box hut I once built.

If I had known earlier, I should have spent some time in prison.

During the meal, under the escort of prison guards, Fu Jiang went to the cafeteria to collect his lunch.

"I don't eat vegetables, I only eat meat." Fu Jiang looked at the food on the plate, his eyes became extremely cold, as if he was looking at his enemy.

"Hey, don't say that!" Mrs. Wen came from behind and hooked his shoulders, "The calories of staple food and non-staple food are regulated, and each meal is determined by a dedicated nutritionist."

Fu Jiang frowned, said nothing, found a table with few people and sat down.

After a while, members of the Yamaguchi group who were locked in the prison approached and pulled away the prisoner who was at the same table with Fu Jiang.

Fu Jiang looked at the food with little interest and suppressed his dissatisfaction.

Although he is a kind and law-abiding citizen, he is now a prisoner who has been unjustly imprisoned, and his treatment is definitely not comparable to that of the experimental subjects in the winery.

When he was at the experimental base, even if he only ate meat, the nutritionist could prepare a satisfactory meal for him, with several choices, to ensure that every experimental subject was satisfied, at least to his taste.

There is also the friendly and amiable aunt in the cafeteria. With every spoon, she accurately digs out the fat and moderate meat, and serves him the best with all her heart.

Oh, and there are those respectful and polite little white mouse friends, the lady who always likes to stare at his face when dispensing medicine, and the scientific research personnel and security guards who jointly customized the training plan for him.

Except for the dead Shakou who always looked at him with unpleasant eyes, everyone is worthy of his memory.

After eating in the good memories, Fu Jiang glanced at Wen Tai who was chatting happily with his inmates, as if seeing each other late, wishing to ask for help on the spot.

Where is this prison?This is obviously home.

He suddenly understood why some murderers insisted on killing themselves without going through legal procedures.

It turned out to be the case.

When Fu Jiang, out of a habit developed in the experimental base, ignored the inmates and went back to the room alone, Wen Tai chased him.

"Well, Fu Jiang." Wen Tai hesitated, "do me a favor, please?"

Fu Jiang stood where he was and looked at him coldly.

"Okay? Tell me a word." Mrs. Wen clasped her hands together, "Thank you in advance."

Fu Jiang's posture remained unchanged, "I stopped, just listening, whether you agree or not depends on what you say."

"That's right." Wen Tai scratched her cheeks a little embarrassedly, "Actually, I have a younger brother."

Fu Jiang still looked at him coldly, "Continue."

"He has been in junior high school since he was a child. When he was three years old, he still remembers the time when he was in middle school." Mrs. Wen said a lot.

"Shortly speaking." Fu Jiang pressed Wen Tai's shoulder, and his five fingers gradually strengthened.

Seeing Mrs. Wen's appearance, I'm afraid I have to tell all the stories of his brother from birth to the present.

It's a pity that he remembered so well. Is this guy a brother-in-law or something?
"Well, to put it simply, the band he formed has become popular recently, and there will be a celebration banquet next Sunday. You can go there for me. I won't be able to get out for a short time. The smelly old man must be planning to let me stay here. For about half a month, take it as a lesson and grind your temper."

Temper?I can't tell, it feels like coming here is like going home, it's more comfortable than being outside.

Those who didn't know thought that you, like me, were from a winery experimental subject.

"I refuse." Fu Jiang listened very seriously, and refused without hesitation.

"My poor Tatsuya, brother, I'm sorry." Wen Tai pretended to wipe the corners of his eyes with his cuff.

Um?Tatsuya?Tatsuya Kimura?Orchestra?This seems to have an impression.

Fu Jiang looked at Wen Tai with a trace of pity in his eyes.

Sorry to inform you of bad news, your brother is gone.

(End of this chapter)