You know, if the descendants of the Ito family are in politics and have some talent, they are definitely qualified to worship the prime minister.

Even though Shiratori is a bit conceited about the position of one person under one person and above ten thousand people, he has never dreamed about it.Not to mention paying homage to the prime minister, even if he has the help of noble people in this life, he can become the police chief, and there are four steps to climb in the middle: police inspector-inspector-inspector-inspector-inspector.

This is still because he has the background of the gentry, like Mumu Thirteen, a senior police officer who has no lack of talent, qualifications, and sense of responsibility. He has no background and is unwilling to pursue a career. At most, when you retire, hang a police sign on him, and you can receive an extra pension of [-] to [-] yen per month.

Although I can't accept such a high-ranking Ito Isamu, intellectually, the deep-rooted inherent concepts are telling Shiratori: Japan is like this!This is Japan!

"It must be an illegitimate child, right? How could Duke Ito Hirobumi's descendants follow such an evil path?"

Shiratori Ren Sanlang rubbed his eyes and glanced at the scenery outside the office window.

Why is the day bright and clear, yet somewhat gloomy?

"Shiratori Police Department, Superintendent Odagiri asked you to go to his office... Immediately!"

A junior constable knocked on the door, leaned in and spoke in a low voice.

This is Shiratori's boss's boss.

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"Then your wife! How is your ex-wife now? Has she come back to look for you? After all, you have revealed that she was pregnant twice. If I drag her out without getting a divorce, and then go to her again from time to time... ... Anyway, it's a pity, but she's a beauty! What's going on with you now? Tell me! Tell me!"

After parking the car, Ito Makoto followed Hikigani Ryohei towards his house with a big backpack of his own.

The vicissitudes of the backs of the two middle-aged men are reflected by the sun hanging down for a long time.

Ito Makoto never tires of talking about women, but fortunately Liangping didn't really have a relationship with Touma Kazusa, otherwise he would probably beat him up.

Right now, Liangping just has a little earache.

"No contact, just met once or twice. Can you keep your voice down!"

"You still love her, don't you?"

Ito Makoto said with great interest.

"no!"

The man with the stubble all over his face gave a wretched smile, lowered his voice and said:

"Hey, it's okay! But you still can't forget her body? Please don't go to Kabukicho! Let me tell you! The child is in your hands, this is a good bargaining chip, you can use it to allow her and the child The chance to meet asks her to have sex with you... Whoops! Why are you stepping on me?"

Ito Makoto hugged his feet and shouted.

Bi Qigu Liangping ignored him, this guy is just a cynical prodigal son.

"Mrs. Yuigahama, how are you? Are you out shopping?"

Yubihama Asuna, who was diagonally across from Hikiya's house, pushed out the door with a vegetable basket on her shoulders, and Ryohei immediately greeted him with a smile.

Maybe it was because of a trip to the Metropolitan Police Department, when Ryohei saw the soft and gentle Ms. Yubihama Asuna again, she felt as if she had passed away.

In fact, when he was in a daze with Officer Takagi, he thought that he might not be able to see Ms. Yubihama Asuna again in the future, and he was quite regretful.

Of course, this is just a little sense of trust in a good neighbor, and it is definitely not a bad attempt.

Just by looking at her smiling face, the overstretched muscles in her left shoulder and right leg seemed to be less sore.

Her face is like a blooming white orchid, a smile is written on her face, and the corners of her mouth are raised gently

A woman like Touma Kazusa, with a whiter face, longer hair, and prettier, how can she compare to a good-natured woman like Yubihama Asuna?

"Oh? It's Hikigaya-sensei. I'm going to go grocery shopping! You don't seem to be at home today... Who is this... Mr.?"

Yuigahama Asuna bowed slightly, spoke softly, and looked at Makoto Ito, who was following Hikigaya Ryohei with his hands in his belt.

"Ha! I'm going to renovate... I'm going to renovate the kitchen. This is the decorator who came to see the scene. Mrs. Yubihama, go and do your work!" Liangping quickly looked back with a ferocious expression Ito Makoto, who was looking at Yubihama Asuna, turned around and said these words.

Ito Makoto didn't care when he heard it, and nodded towards Yubihama Asuna, his eyes dangling between the two of them a few times.

"Oh! Then I'll take my leave first." Yubihama Asuna walked away quickly without doubting that he was there.

Makoto Ito was unkempt, disheveled and dusty, and was holding a big backpack. He really looked like a decorator.

This master's eyes are really too much, she feels like she is going to be stripped naked, she thought to herself.

As soon as Ito Makoto followed Liangping into the door, he patted him on the shoulder and sighed: "It's been a long time! Is her husband dead or divorced?"

Chapter 113 Huangtu Baye's Laughing Talk

A week later, one day in June, Mr. Miura, who had been on a business trip for almost a month, returned to Tokyo by airship.

Friends told him to get medicine.

Now, he was stunned, looking at a half-meter-high mountain of medicine bottles piled up like a pyramid in front of him.

"Liangping, I said that you must have snatched Mr. Ito Isamu!"

Miura Gongsan was stunned for a while, then took a deep look at Biqigu Liangping, and said anxiously.

If Mr. Ito Isamu was really robbed, the other party probably wouldn't call the police, right?

After all, it's... black people eat black people?

"Where did you think, he happened to be my classmate in college, so he just sent a whole backpack. Anyway, it's not an exaggeration for him to do business without capital. This can last for a long time, right?"

Liang Ping scratched his head and said, it feels quite weird to give away a bunch of medicine bottles from Xiao Shan Gao.

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