How Retired Mentors Get Into the Leaders of Hong Kong Gangsters

Even if the prosecutor's job is to deal with criminals who are insane, Mori Ogai is the only stinking and shameless thing Sooji has ever seen in his life.

Just when Zongzhi waved his hand and was about to send away this guy who probably couldn't pierce his face, his cell phone rang.At first glance, the call was from the Metropolitan Police Department.

"I'm Muneji Mori, please tell me."

There was a noisy police siren on the other side of the phone. Even if Zongzhi turned up the volume of the phone, he still couldn't hear the voice of the criminal police on the other side, so he had no choice but to turn it on.

"Prosecutor Maori, we have just received a call to the police and arrested a group of minors trying to steal alcohol. Several police officers were injured in the conflict with them." Zongzhi could hear the policeman's voice even through a mobile phone Full of entanglements, "They stole the warehouse of the port mafia."

Originally, the Metropolitan Police Department turned a blind eye to what happened on the Hong Kong black land. As long as no one reported the crime, let alone theft, even if there was a fire, the criminal police would only come to sweep the ground at the end.But who would have thought that a young genius would report the crime tonight.

For the sake of face, the Metropolitan Police Department dispatched a group of police officers slowly.Unexpectedly, the person who stole the alcohol was slow to move, and when the police arrived at the scene, they just bumped into the group of minors who had come to steal the alcohol.

Perhaps because they were too guilty, these teenagers attacked the police.

The police, who originally wanted to make a major incident into a trivial matter, had no choice but to bite the bullet.

After listening to the cause and result of the matter with a sinking mind, Soji glanced at Mori Ogai who was still standing beside him.

Now the leader of the gangsters in Hong Kong has a distorted expression of wanting to smile, obviously he didn't expect his subordinates to have such talents.What business is their organization doing? Can he, the leader, not know?He didn't expect that there were actually warriors calling the police.

From the standpoint of a bystander, he thought the whole thing was a bit funny, but from the standpoint of the leader of the gangsters in Hong Kong, he was really embarrassed and on the verge of committing a cancer.

"I see. I'll go to the scene in a while." Zongzhi pressed the call button to end the conversation.

Mori Ogai was quite interested in his subordinates who called the police. It happened that Mori Muneji was also going to the scene. He could also discuss with Mr. Prosecutor on the road whether there is an option not to increase the price after the failure of touching porcelain.

"It just so happens that I have something to do with the incident, would Mr. Zongzhi mind taking me for a ride?"

After finishing speaking, Mori Ogai felt Mori Munji's knife-like gaze.

But with a thick skin like Sen Ogai's, even with the gaze of cutting him into pieces, he still didn't move, as calm as if those knives were aimed at Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai: I learned it.

Seeing that this man was so thick-skinned that he could be a chopping board, Zongzhi looked away, "Forget it, even if I don't agree, you will definitely follow me."

Is there any difference between driving one car and two cars?Anyway, the guy who looked like a dog skin plaster made up his mind to stick to him today, what else could he do?

Soji sat in the driver's seat, and Mori Ogai unceremoniously took the co-pilot, leaving Osamu Dazai alone in the back seat.

Letting people get into the car was already Zongzhi's biggest concession. After Mori Ogai got in the car and fastened his seat belt, Zongzhi stepped on the accelerator without saying a word.

The performance of the newly bought sports car was excellent, Zongzhi pulled the siren, and in a blink of an eye the car was already running at lightning speed.

Ogai Mori was dumped on the seat due to inertia, and Osamu Dazai, who was not wearing a seat belt, was even worse, lying on the back seat.

"Zong...Zongzhi-kun used to have such a wild driving style?" After finally getting used to the speed of the car, Mori Ogai spoke tremblingly, but the car sped up again and threw the bad doctor back.

Is it necessary for the "really..." to drive so fast?Mori Ogai wanted to speak again, but was thrown back in his chair again by the vengeful Mr. Prosecutor.

There was not a long distance from the port to the prosecutor's office, but Zongzhi overtook and speeded all the way, and soon he brought two passers-by in the car to the scene of the crime.

The car flicked to a stop behind many police cars surrounding the scene.

Zongzhi's car is very recognizable, and the policeman surrounded him just as the car stopped, "Mori Prosecutor, thank you for your hard work."

Zongzhi tidied up his appearance and got out of the car without even a single hair mess.On the other hand, the two Hong Kong gangsters hitchhiking, opened the door at the same time as soon as the car stopped, and spit on the ground.

"Chief Prosecutor Maori, these two are..." Two strange people got out of the chief prosecutor's car, and the police officers were also very curious.

"Two passers-by who are slightly related to the case want to come to the scene with shamelessness, so ignore them. What about the injured police officer and the person who attacked the police?"

After listening to Zongzhi's explanation, the policemen naturally let it go.Although in theory people not related to the case should not approach the scene, but since they were brought by the Chief Prosecutor...why pursue so many?Anyway, their job is actually to clean the streets of Yokohama.

"Yes. People are here."

The policeman who was attacked by the teenagers was not seriously injured, but his head was injured and he needed to go to the hospital for further examination.

Zongzhi couldn't help with the injury, he turned to the teenager who attacked the police.

Even if the teenagers who came to Hong Kong to steal things in the black market were arrested by the police, they did not show the panic that normal teenagers should have.The oldest of them was underage, and the younger one looked to be eleven or twelve.

Seeing Zongzhi being brought to the scene by the police, the leading white-haired boy spat hard, "Just wait, Chuya will come to rescue us soon."

Hearing another name from these teenagers, Zongzhi looked at the policeman beside him.

"This is the Maori chief prosecutor. They belong to an organization called 'Yang' and live on Leibo Street. The person he called Chuya is the leader of their organization. His full name is Zhongyuan Zhongya. He is not very old, but It's a superhuman."

Probably a teenager wandering the streets with another group of teenagers... Zongzhi nodded to show that he knew.

Now he is very curious about what kind of supernatural powers that boy named "Central Plains Zhongye" has, which makes these children feel confident.

Although the police in Yokohama are very weak, they are at least well armed.Moreover, they belong to official organizations, and these children don't think about how they will be besieged if they alert the officials.

On weekdays, the officials turned a blind eye to the irrelevant area formed by the explosion on Leibo Street, but they were really slapped in the face, and the officials would definitely not sit idly by.

Cao Cao said that when Zongzhi was talking to the police, the red-haired and blue-eyed boy fell from the sky with red light all over his body, and when he landed, he smashed a deep hole in the ground under his feet.

"Shirase, how did you provoke these policemen?"

Nakahara Chuya put his hands in his pockets and looked at the numerous policemen with an unfriendly expression.When he saw the police raising their guns to threaten him, he frowned and asked his companion.

The boy who was called Shirase choked up a little, as if he had a guilty conscience.But soon he became confident, "I'll talk to you when I get back. In any case, you should get rid of these policemen first."

Nakahara Chu also had a headache, but he didn't refute Shirase.

"Although I'm sorry, but for the sake of my companions..." Nakahara Chuya still whispered, a thin layer of red light lit up all over his body, and he rushed towards the police like an arrow leaving the string.

Seeing that the boy was about to burst into the crowd, it was unknown which policeman fired first.The bullet was galloping fast, and it was about to smash Zhongya into a sieve, but it stopped suddenly when it was about to touch his body.

"What..." Before the policemen had time to panic, the bullet followed the call of gravity and fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

Without the hindrance of bullets, Zhong Yuan Zhong was also in full swing, crossing the crowd all the way, aiming at Mr. Chief Prosecutor who was blocked by the police.

In the eyes of the police, the Chief Prosecutor, who does not have a gun and no bulletproof vest, is a person who needs special protection.Zhongyuan Zhong also took a fancy to this point, knowing that only by controlling Zongzhi can the police be wary.

It's a pity that Zhong Yuanzhong also thought of everything, but he didn't expect that Mori Zongzhi was actually a piece of iron.

When the young man's hand was about to touch Zongzhi, the former judge took a step back slightly.Before Zhong Yuanzhong could react, he smelled something bad.

"This is..." He retreated hastily, but his body had already begun to become dull.

Zhong Yuanzhong also tried his best to support his body, but he couldn't stop the sleepiness that came to his mind.

"You bastard..." Before he finished speaking, the "Sheep" King's body softened, and he fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

Zongzhi looked at the empty medicine box in his hand, and fell into deep thought.Originally, he thought that Mori Ogai was just a barefoot doctor, but he didn't expect that the anesthetic he prepared was quite useful.

This tube of medicine was taken from the leader of Hong Kong gangsters before he got off the car.The words volatile anesthetic were clearly marked on the label. Just now he just had a whim, and he just drew his knife before he was ready. He didn't expect it to be solved so easily.

Now he has only one thought - Mori Ogai, you have excellent professional knowledge, why can't you think about running to become the leader of Hong Kong gangsters.

At this moment, Mori Ogai, who just missed everything due to motion sickness, walked slowly to Soji, "For the sake of the medicine, how about reducing the debt?"

The matter was settled by Mr. Chief Prosecutor before it was his turn to intervene, and he, the leader of the gangsters in Hong Kong, couldn't help but regret it.The opportunity to reduce the debt was finally missed because of motion sickness.But fortunately, it was not too late, and he found another opportunity to reduce the debt.

With a debt of 1 million yuan, Mori Ogai, who can't move the prosecutor for the time being, can only find another way.

It's all for Yokohama, the life of the leader of Hong Kong and black is not easy.

"Mr. Mori, I'm still busy now. If you want to reduce the debt, we can make an appointment for an interview after the cases of these teenagers are dealt with." Taking other people's hands short, he used up all other people's medicines. It's really not that thick-skinned to be cold-hearted to Mori Ogai.

As long as the debt can be reduced, everything is easy to say, Mori Ogai is satisfied for the time being, he pulls Osamu Dazai who has just recovered, and forcefully presses the cub, asking Ogai Dazai to thank him.

Osamu Dazai: Cut, my lord of power.

When seeing Soji take Nakahara Chuya away, for some reason, Mori Ogai felt inexplicably as if he had lost something important.

#you lost your double black