funeral

biubiu, biubiu, biubiu

Before dawn, the alarm bell next to the pillow rang untimely. Ito struggled for a few seconds to press it down, and looked back at the person beside him. The person frowned in his sleep, and pulled him back into his arms .

If you forget to turn off the alarm clock on a day off, what is the approximate depression index?The dazed Ito didn't want to calculate, he adjusted his comfortable posture in Nagasawa's arms, and then continued to close his eyes.

But this pattern lasted for a few minutes, and a hand under the quilt became restless, crawled to the hem of the nightgown, and groped along the way.

Ito looked up, and the owner of that hand was sleeping like a dead pig at the moment, unaware that his flesh/body was acting out of consciousness.

Really, let no one sleep...

Ito was so sleepy by the opponent's unconscious behavior, so he simply pinched/between the person's legs lightly, making something that was already strong/stiff angry/swell all the way.

"Why are you dissatisfied with your desire/demand so early in the morning?" There was a vague and hazy voice above his head, and Ito blinked on Nagasawa's neck like a prank, and the area swept by the eyelashes felt crisp/itchy.

"I really can't do anything with you..." The other party's tone was indulgent and helpless, and he closed his eyes and put the person into a suitable posture the whole time.

Do you need to be a little more restrained now and then?Ito, who was gradually volleying, had such an idea at a certain moment, but was quickly defeated by another wave of pleasure/feeling.

The addiction to that person has already penetrated to the core, now talking about temperance seems to be joking, maybe only by fighting poison with poison can one redeem oneself...

The "morning exercise" doesn't take long, after all, it's just the beginning of the day.Ito went to rinse first, then stepped to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.On the TV that was turned on casually, the sensational organ/official/trafficking/selling case was still being broadcast across the country.

People nowadays will do anything for money... Ito sighed while stirring the eggs, isn't it good to live a normal life?Anyway, he is enjoying the normal life with Nagasawa now.

It’s been a while since Nagasawa was dismissed from Wakato’s position. Except for some troubles in work handover and manpower transfer at the beginning, the current Aizawa team basically doesn’t bother them.

The jiudao organization said that Nagasawa hadn't decided on his next work, so he was asked to stay at home, and this kind of infinite standby was actually no different from being marginalized.

The selfish idea of ​​monopolizing Nagasawa for many years can finally be achieved.

Ito looked at the entangled egg liquid in the pot, lowered his head and chuckled, no one can separate them from now on.

Sitting in the interrogation room, Nakajima wiped the cold sweat off his forehead for the third time.From waking up to taking notes, and seeing Mela's brother, the anesthetic has almost been used up, and the pain from the heart is particularly intense.

People who listened to the search team said that when the mobile team arrived, his heart was almost cut off, and it was the accompanying doctors who raced against time to save his life.

Nakajima raised his hand to his chest, no matter whether it was mentally or physically, he was extremely exhausted at the moment.

"You can make a big commotion as soon as you come, I really admire you."

Facing his pale-faced colleagues, Watanabe's tone was still not kind.He hates people who don't know the so-called, especially this Nakajima, who has come to interfere with their investigation of the first class several times, just like the serious/criminal who insisted on meeting the organ/official/trader/sell just now.

Park Min-sung was very calm when he was first interrogated/interrogated, except for complaining about the prison/clothes style, there was no other unhappy expression on his face.

He ridiculed Nakajima's fate, wondering why he was arrested, and briefly mentioned the details of the case, as if those were just a part of his daily work in his opinion, without the slightest awareness of being a sinner.

After hearing all about the encounter between Nakajima and Mela, and seeing the USB flash drive left by his sister, Park Minsheng's calm face finally changed a little.The man slammed the table wildly and laughed so hard that he leaned forward and backward, shaking his head with emotion as he was swayed.

Seeing the opening of the case was opened little by little, Watanabe began to take advantage of the victory to pursue.Pu Minsheng is a smart man, he knows that the evidence these people possess makes it impossible for him to quibble, since he is dead anyway, why not bring a few more to accompany him?He explained a lot eloquently, but he only denied attacking Mela.

Watanabe thought it was funny. Now that the heavy lifting was done, is it necessary to distinguish the details?There is no difference in essence between killing a thousand people and killing a thousand and one people—both kill a lot of people!He passed a photo to the other person, and the situation got out of control at that time.

The man who snatched organs from living people without blinking an eye shed tears at the severed arm in the photo.He asked in a hoarse voice when this happened, and rushed to the door before anyone could answer, yelling to get out.

At any rate, Watanabe is also from the first search department, so it is not a big problem to subdue an adult man in shackles/cuffs.Ten seconds later, the prison/police arrived, detained Park Minsheng and put him back in the cell/room.

"This guy... what kind of madness did he suddenly have?"

"Probably because I stayed in the 'special room' for too long..."

Prisons/rooms for heavy sentences/criminals are usually isolated from others, with no windows or lights, and no one to talk to. Prisoners/people are alone without knowing the time and extremely quiet, and they are prone to mental problems.

"Today's examination is over, and there's nothing for you in the future," Watanabe walked up to Nakajima, "However, in order to make the next investigation go smoothly, I hope you can cooperate and hand over the USB flash drive to us."

Nakajima nodded, "But I think there is something hidden in it."

"Oh, an industry of this nature must have the support of the local gangsters behind it, otherwise it will not be able to go on anyway. You have to pay a site fee when you trade on someone else's site, right? So those support and The organization that acquiesced is what we will investigate next," Watanabe picked up the photo that had just been dropped in the chaos, "Although I don't intend to offend, but this time, please don't meddle in other people's business."

Masao Aizawa made tea for himself in the upper seat, and then turned his head to look at the others. Today, many cadres of the Aizawa group came to visit his house as if they had made an appointment, and they all sat on the tatami, looking like elementary school students who did something wrong.Masao Aizawa saw it and laughed in his heart.

"Why, do you know that I received new tea today?"

The people below stared wide-eyed and did not dare to answer for a long time. The reception room was silent for a minute, and then someone finally braved up and said, "Leader, I think we have made a big mistake."

"what happened?"

"Did you see the big news broadcast on TV a while ago?"

"The organ/official/trafficking/selling case?" Masao Aizawa's tone hesitated slightly, and then his eyes suddenly became sharp as if he suddenly thought of something, "Could it be that your 'big basket' is related to this matter?"

As the leader of the Yakuza organization, Aizawa Masao was naturally unusually sensitive to the situation. When his guess was confirmed by the expressions of the people below, he decisively called the few people in the bottom seat to handle the door.

"Who is involved in the group?"

"Basically...all of them are here."

Masao Aizawa looked carefully, and was secretly surprised when he found that the people who had come accounted for two-thirds of the cadres of the Aizawa group.Since when did the development of this organization have been out of his control?

"Tell me about how you all participated in it," Masao Aizawa added as he looked at the people in the audience, "It's meaningless to keep the situation under wraps."

"Most of us collect commissions directly...Occasionally, we will catch people who don't pay high/interest/loans and sell them to those guys..."

"Placing high/interest/loans?! The behavior that was banned five years ago in the group, are you still doing it now?"

"Because the money is really not enough to spend..."

"What about the monthly dividends of casinos and custom shops, and the bars that were distributed to you before?"

"Well, team leader...Since everything has already happened, the most important thing now is to find a way to remedy it. It's not too late to discuss the responsibility of the team in the future!"

"Those notes will find us sooner or later!"

Aizawa Masao sighed, "Okay, let's talk about the current matter without other considerations... You have also seen that the scope of its influence is so wide that public opinion alone is enough to overwhelm people... I think you Apart from fleeing and surrendering, there is no third choice."

"No, there is actually another way," Masahiko Aizawa said unhurriedly when he saw that the topic was gradually brought into rhythm, "We have our own people at the top of the police/video department, so it has always been safe. This time it was mainly because the guy named Nakajima did too much, so they had to take some action... The high-level said that in the current situation, we must hand over one person... As long as he pleads guilty, the others It'll be all right."

"What is the title of that high-ranking officer?" Someone asked anxiously.

"I remember...it seems to be the police/surveillance/surveillance?" The person on the other side replied.

"Isn't that one of the 20 people in Japan? What you say must be credible! ... The question is who are we going to hand over?"

"Do you need to think about it, of course it is the one who was dismissed some time ago - he has basically nothing to do with the Aisawa-gumi now, and we just need to put all the responsibility on him... Well, let's say he is leaving Aisawa-gumi We did this during the team, so that not only will we be fine, but the Aizawa team will also be saved."

Masao Aizawa watched the crowd singing together, feeling helpless and frustrated besides anger.He began to question his own ability. Obviously, when his father handed over the Aizawa group to him, it was still on the rise. How could it be managed like this when it was in his hands?Is the practice of binding everyone together with morality and loyalty outdated?

He glanced at his former subordinates and siblings again, and there was no look of hopelessness on their faces.

Aizawa Masao suddenly realized that he finally understood what the purpose of these people's trip was, not to discuss countermeasures, but to show/reveal a long-planned plan in front of him, and all he, the team leader, needs to do is nod his head.So what else has he been deceived all this time?

The man raised his hands to cover his eyes. The building built by generations of painstaking efforts is already crumbling at this moment.

"You have to let an innocent person bear the sins you have committed. You...wouldn't you be sorry?"

Those words stopped the discussion among the people present, and they looked at the person in the seat in disbelief, as if what he was telling was a big joke.

"Sacrificing an outsider to protect blood relatives, isn't it the most cost-effective deal?"

"We are your family, you can't ignore death..."

"If we are all caught, the entire Aizawa group will be implicated!"

……

"Enough!" Aizawa Masao suddenly grabbed the hot tea cup and threw it on the ground, because he heard a sentence among those high-sounding reasons.

"Yuki... died because of him."

The author has something to say:

Come to popular science, the police/watch/supervisor is above the police/watch chief and below the police/watch director. The number of police/watchmen at the ninth level of the Japanese police/police rank is regulated, and there are 20 people.Hattori's father in Conan, as the head of the Osaka headquarters, belongs to this level.

That's it for this week, I'll see if there are any language mistakes later, and then modify it, hee hee