The Savior of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department

It wasn't until the arrival of Mu Mu Shisan, the manager of the first search section, that the situation eased.

"Nonsense! It's just nonsense! What kind of place do you think the Metropolitan Police Department is?! A playground?! You can play however you want?!"

In the office, Mu Mu Shisan, who was pacing back and forth, looked at the five subordinates who bowed their heads and counted the floor in front of them, and his temples throbbed with anger.

If you don't scold for a day, you have to go to the house to expose the tiles. This year's newcomers are really too difficult to lead.

"I'm a victim." Atsuto Yamashita, in disheveled clothes, whispered.

"What? Are you justified in absenting yourself from work?" Mu Mu Shisan stared, and the culpable Shan Xia suddenly fell silent.

"Go back to me and write a review! They will all be handed over to my office after get off work today!"

"Yes! Watch out!"

The group of five, Yamashita, Shiratori, Sato, Takagi, and Chiba immediately stood at attention and saluted their boss Mekushisan.

"Fuck off!"

Mu Mu Shisan waved his hand, out of sight and out of sight.

Every day, I can give him some new tricks.

"From tomorrow onwards, I will not help you with anything beyond the scope of my duties, Yamashita."

Miwako Sato, who returned to the Sanshi office area, felt that she was too talkative before, so Atsuto Yamashita became more and more lazy.

She knew that Yamashita would not care that she made a decision for him, but some people in the Metropolitan Police Department had begun to circulate rumors that they had made Yamashita Atsuto out of the way, so she had to make this decision.

Friends belong to friends, this kind of thing must not be blurred.

"Although today's matter got out of control because of Yumi's troubles, Yamashita and Sato's meaning is actually our meaning. You are the boss of the three departments, and you still have to make the decision."

Shiratori Ren Sanlang also had a headache.

It is a good thing and a bad thing to run into a boss who doesn't love power or even doesn't care about power at all.

The human heart is the most untested thing in this world.

"I see."

Toshita Yamashita sighed deeply, holding a thermos cup and preparing to soak goji berries, only to find that the ones in his office were gone.

"Forget it, go out and buy a pack, or you will fall asleep in the afternoon."

Atsuto Yamashita, who doesn't drink coffee but only makes goji berries and angelica, shakes his head helplessly. After glancing at the documents on the table, his eyes gradually turn into mosquito coils.

Much, it is too much.

"Hello? Kaito? I want to ask you something, are you free recently?"

"No."

beep--

Kuroba Kaito, who hadn't contacted Atsuto Yamashita since being shot in the face by the high-pressure water gun, hung up the phone with a blank expression.

"Kaito? Who is it?" Childhood friend Aoko Nakamori looked over curiously.

"A Er Que with an extremely bad personality."

[Mother Xipi!How dare you hang up on me!Don't force me to write your closing report at the end! 】

Atsuto Yamashita, who was frantically thinking about things, walked out of the convenience store after checking out, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw a black Chevrolet parked at the corner of the street.

"Ok?"

Chevrolet C-1500.

[Interesting, haven't you left yet? 】

As early as yesterday when I went home, I noticed that someone in the parking lot seemed to be looking at me. The people from the mountain had invaded the monitoring of the parking lot.Although he didn't see the face, he still saw the Chevrolet C-1500 on the surveillance screen.

Shan Shita's eyes rolled, and then he thought about it.

[Brother Bourbon, my Metropolitan Police Department has a new batch of American equipment, I wonder if you are interested. 】

When Toru Amuro came out of the bathroom after taking a shower back in Tokyo, he picked up his phone and saw an encrypted email.

American equipment?

The clever Amuro suddenly thought of the intersection between the two of them - the United States, the FBI.

Chapter 350 Nine, I Can Spoil, But You Can't

"call……"

Smoke billows from the one-way transparent windshield.

The man squeezed out the nearly burnt cigarette butt in his hand, and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke ring.

The sharp eyes were covered by the fog, and locked on Yamashita Atsuto who walked into the Metropolitan Police Department building with two boxes of wolfberries in his pocket.

Shuichi Akai, the FBI ace investigator and the No. 1 young man in the American secret service circle, is a legend in the secret service world who is good enough to lead a team independently when he is less than 30 years old.

His sniper marksmanship is top-notch in the world, and he has several times killed a target with a single shot from 700 yards away.

This is an achievement that even the three ace snipers in the mysterious black organization - Chianti, Cohen and Calvados cannot achieve.

And this is far from Akai Shuichi's limit.

His limit, so far only he himself knows.

According to the FBI's internal speculation, as of now, there may only be two people who can force Shuichi Akai in the extreme sniper state.

One is his old enemy, Gin Jiu, a high-ranking member of the mysterious black organization he calls his "lover";

One is Max, whose information is so poor that he was born in the mysterious organization M78. He killed Cohen, a sniper of the black organization, and the mysterious killer who abolished Chianti at a distance of [-] yards.

"Judy."

Akai Hideichi, who shook out a cigarette again from the cigarette case, put the cigarette holder into his mouth, struck a match, lit the cigarette, and pressed the button of the car communicator.

"The hostess of the TV station, Rena Mizumura, is fine. She still goes out to work normally. It's just that she seems to have discovered something recently and has become suspicious. I don't know if she has discovered that we are spying on her."

The voice of Judy Stein, an elite FBI agent and former English teacher at Tedan High School, came from the channel.Akai Shuichi stopped smoking, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Being able to notice Judy's surveillance is not something an ordinary hostess can do.

"Where are you, Xiuyi?"

"do not know."

"what?"

Judy, who was disguised and mixed in with the recording scene of the news program, opened her mouth in surprise.

"Hang up first."

The frowning Akai Shuichi cut off contact, and then turned his gaze to the Metropolitan Police Department building.

[If Rena Mizumu and Atsuto Yamashita are in the same group, then since Rena Mizumu has already discovered that someone seems to be following her, it is very likely that she will tell Atsuto Yamashita all this. 】

That is to say, the purchase of wolfberries just now, there is a great possibility that Toshita Yamashita came out on purpose to see if he was still watching him at the intersection.

【In that case......】

Akai Hideichi routinely connected a small battery to the center console to facilitate remote monitoring, then pulled out the key and got out of the car.Pretending to be a traveler returning home, he looked up at the prosperity of Tokyo, with nostalgia and emotion on his face.

"Yamashita-kun, are you sure that's Akai Shuichi?"

In a certain apartment in Tokyo, Toru Amuro looked at the photo shown in the email with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Certainly, and certainly."

Atsuto Yamashita, who was on the phone in the office, happily lifted the lid of the thermos and took a sip.

The slightly sweet wolfberry tea satisfies him.

"Why tell me?"

Toru Amuro was very excited when the man who had been thinking about it day and night showed up again.

But no matter how excited he is, he still maintains the last trace of calmness right now.

Atsuto Yamashita had arrested the FBI before, so it stands to reason that he didn't need to send this notice at all this time.

Not to mention the difference in authority between the police and the police, Toru Amuro believed that this man had never kept the so-called authority in mind.

"Well... of course because I think they've crossed the line."

Atsuto Yamashita put his feet on the table, his butt pressed against the office chair and swayed from side to side, and the load-bearing column creaked: "If the FBI didn't follow me, then I wouldn't bother to care what they were doing in Japan. Unfortunately, they It didn't work out.

I am actually very double-standard: I can flirt as much as I want, but no one can disturb me.

If they were as respectful to me as you police officers are, you would not have received that email. "

【Respectful plus...】

The corner of Toru Amuro's mouth twitched, and he automatically blocked the sentence of Wang Po boasting.

That is to say, Atsuto Yamashita's net worth is clean and he is still the future pillar that the Metropolitan Police Department is optimistic about. Otherwise, how could he be respectful with the urine of his boss.

The reputation of Japanese police has never been very good.

"But why did he follow you?"

Toru Amuro has a very good attitude towards colleagues in his brother unit, who are still capable colleagues.

"Who knows, it's probably because of what happened to Belmode before."

Atsuto Yamashita didn't bother to guess: "The fact that she ran away is a big blow to the FBI."

"Well, I owe you a favor this time."

"It's easy to say, since that's the case, then I actually have a few newspapers—"

beep--

Before Atsuto Yamashita finished speaking, the phone was hung up abruptly.

"???? Ge Laozi! Dogecoin, Amuro Tou, do you want to go whoring for nothing?!"

The people at the foot of the mountain were angry.

I have never seen such a shameless police officer!