I teach kendo in Tokyo

Nishikiyama Heita was sitting at the bar of the usual bar as always.

Although the bar was open, there were not many customers at this time.

In this era, it is normal for Japanese companies to work overtime until eight or nine o'clock, and then the nightlife officially begins.

The bell on the door rang, and Detective Baitiao pushed the door open and came in.

Nishikiyama Heita and the bartender looked at the entrance together, and then the bartender silently took out two new cups.

It seems that you have already started arranging your retirement, Wannian Police Department. Nishikiyama Heita glanced at Detective Takayama and said with a smile, We are still an old acquaintance.

He stretched out his hand: Nishikiyama Heita.

Detective Takayama held his hand: Takashi Takayama... To be honest, it feels weird to shake hands with a Yakuza boss.

It's best to get used to it as soon as possible. Nishikiyama Heita suggested, Or is Detective Takayama the kind of righteous man who wants to kill all the Yakuza in the world?

Detective Shiratori shook his head: If he was such an innocent person, I wouldn't have brought him here.

That's right. Nishikiyama Heita smiled.

By this time, the bartender had already poured wine for both Shiratiao and Gao Shan.

Shiratiao picked up the wine glass and took a sip, then asked: Three people died, a family of three, maybe a loan shark, near your territory. Do you have any clues?

There seem to be some new guys near our territory. Nishikiyama Heita said in a low voice.

Korean? Detective Baitiao asked.

It looks like it, but... I always feel something is wrong. I took a look at their boss from a distance, and his temperament... looks like a soldier.

All Koreans have served in the military, so it's not surprising...

No, no, they are different from Koreans. They... Nishikiyama Heita thought about it for a while and said, They give people a more professional feeling and are more murderous.

Detective Baitiao took a big sip of wine and exclaimed: Whatever you are afraid of will happen to you.

Isn't this great? It allows the Metropolitan Police Department's Mobile Team to exercise again. When was the last time they were deployed? Nishikiyama Heita said in a teasing tone.

Detective Shiratori shook his head: The mobile team's funding has been severely reduced recently. If they are really from the north, they may not have enough firepower to deal with them.

real or fake?

Detective Shiratori looked serious: What do you think of the Kanto United Alliance?

I reported it and it seemed like the big guys at the top wanted the police to sort it out.

Hmph, these bastards. What about the middle-level people, aren't there any guys who want to trade the heads of these Koreans for military fame? Detective Shiratori asked again.

He still calls those people Koreans, which can greatly reduce all kinds of troubles - even though he and Nishikiyama Heita both know that those people are not Koreans at all.

Yes. Nishikiyama Heita said, I really want to give it a try, but... I don't know how many weapons these people have.

Detective Shiratori didn't reply and just continued drinking.

Detective Gao Shan couldn't help but ask: Why are you so sure they have many weapons?

Detective Shiratori put down his wine glass and said after a few seconds of silence, What I'm going to say next, you should just treat it as an urban legend.

Oh. Detective Gao Shan nodded and held his breath.

GONGAN once suspected that they - these are the 'Koreans' - were behind the KGB or the intelligence agency in the north. We have destroyed some of their dens sporadically, and they often contain very high purity...

Detective Shiratori made a gesture, and Detective Takayama understood it instantly.

But we can't trace the origin of these things at all, just like those weapons. Gongan suspects that they were transported up by submarine on the uninhabited coast of Aomori in the north.

Many of the coasts in Aomori are now completely deserted, and even the fishing villages on the seaside are deserted. Mini-submarines and the like can't be detected at all if they get close to them. They are very suitable for smuggling small items of goods.

How is it possible? Are the anti-submarine patrol planes of the Self-Defense Forces just for food? Detective Gaoshan couldn't help but question.

Detective Shiratori waved his hand: Just treat it as an urban legend. I don't even have a college degree. I can't understand complicated things like anti-submarine patrols and submarines.

Nishikiyama Heita laughed loudly after hearing this, as if he was mocking Detective Shiratori's low education.

Detective Shiratori seemed not to have heard, and continued: gongan believes that this is the KGB's method of exchanging U.S. dollars to support their activities in the Western world.

Detective Gao Shan frowned: Isn't it possible? After all, the KGB is also an official agency of a country. How is it possible...

Urban legend, urban legend. Detective Shiratori continued waving his hand, Why are you so serious?

And Nishikiyama Heita smiled contemptuously: The CIA is doing the same thing in Afghanistan.

Before the Vietnam War was not over, American soldiers were still importing goods from Vietnam into the Japanese market through Okinawa. A few years ago, when I was working at the dock, I would often unload cargo ships from Okinawa.

Detective Gao Shan opened his mouth in an O-shape: Is there still this matter? Why don't you report it directly to your colleagues in the Narcotics Crime Countermeasures Section?

Sign up, otherwise how do you think they can fulfill their annual task quota? Detective Shiratori shrugged.

Nishikiyama Heita smiled and said: I still remember that year, because your colleagues in the Narcotics Countermeasures Division were very negative about the information you provided, so you rushed over single-handedly to stop the transaction.

Shiratiao laughed loudly: I was young too.

Fortunately, you met the kind-hearted me. Heita Nishikiyama said and served the white bird himself, and the two of them toasted.

You are the only one who is kind-hearted, Mr. Gao Shan. He told a joke. Come on, let's laugh together. After saying this, Detective Shiratori burst into laughter.

Detective Gao Shan was stunned for a moment, and then he also laughed, but it was obvious that his smile was a little insincere.

After laughing, Detective Shiratori looked at the remaining wine in the glass and suddenly sighed: Looking back now, that was when my piece of white paper was stained with the first ink dot. In this era, if you want to remain pure, Bai, it’s so difficult to keep a pure heart.”

What you said means that you have completely turned dark recently? Nishikiyama Heita asked while picking up the wine glass.

Asking knowingly. Detective Baitiao replied, and then the two clinked their glasses in a tacit understanding and drank the wine in one gulp.

Only Detective Gaoshan looked confused.

After taking a sip, Detective Shiratori turned the topic back to the dead family of three: Let's get back to business. I will make a bold guess. The Metropolitan Police Department will not immediately dispatch a mobile team to encircle and suppress them. They will wait for you first. I had a bloody encounter with the Koreans.

Even though three good citizens have died tragically?

Yes. Japan is a very strange country. Someone is obviously dead, but if the murder weapon cannot be found, the investigation of the case will be stuck.

“Even if the criminal is caught, there is no murder weapon and the criminal does not plead guilty, the barrister may be able to achieve a not guilty plea.

The cost of the so-called perfect crime has been greatly reduced in Japan.

Nishikiyama Heita: By saying so, do you mean that the police will watch us Ji Dao fight?

Most likely. So many police officers died in the Kyoto explosion, and civil servants' pensions are very expensive. Detective Shiratori looked at Heita Nishikiyama, It's much cheaper for you.

Nishikiyama Heita laughed.

Detective Shiratori also laughed.

Detective Gao Shan thought for a while and then laughed.