What to do with the brother who likes his classmates from the police academy

"Kansai is very lively recently."

In a remote ramen shop, the manager put the thick tonkotsu ramen in front of the only customer, and then went back to the rag curtain. Inside the curtain, from time to time, the unique distorted sound of old-fashioned TV could be heard.

The person who spoke was a woman who would never meet in such a ramen shop. She wore sunglasses that covered most of her face, and her platinum-blond long curly hair was pinned with a hairpin dotted with round sea beads. Knowing the brand can also feel the texture and tailoring made by money.

And the man next to her didn't look very good, his face was fairly plain, but his shirt and trousers were wrinkled, his hair was messed up like a bird's nest, and there were yawns in the corners of his eyes. tear stains.

"That's not right, after all, she's here," Kusaka Ren supported her head and yawned again, "No way, no way, do you still need me to tell you this kind of information? The rest of the organization's intelligence team is free The cabinet is alarmed, you can read the daily news.”

As soon as he opened his mouth, he sprayed out a circle of venom, and after finishing speaking, he stuttered loudly indifferently.

"By the way," he said bulgingly, "Didn't I say, you can't make up your face when it's all out, you wear sunglasses because you're afraid people won't know you're a big star, and your mouth is painted like a vampire..."

"Brat, eat your noodles."

The curved and full lips moved slightly, the red lips parted slightly, and an inelegant well appeared on Belmode's forehead.

Generally speaking, she would book a seat at the restaurant on the top floor of the hotel with tall floor-to-ceiling windows, and then go to the dinner after changing into a dress dress, and exchange information by the way, but when it was Tennessee's turn, he listened to the time on the other side of the phone , the opening is:

"Ah, but I plan to eat ramen that day," he sighed deeply, "This is a ramen shop that my subordinates have rated as five-star, and there are only four or five in Tokyo... I'm still looking forward to it." For half a month, the intelligence personnel are busy..."

Belmode's forehead jumped when he heard it, but Tennessee's hacking skills are really good, and the person is also the seedling she picked up from America back then, so what else can I do.

"If it's because of the changes in Kansai, then I can only say that there is a wall in Kanto and Kansai, and I don't have any more information at hand." Ri Xiatang quickly finished the ramen and belched, "So is there anything else? ?”

There is no way, although Belmode is still a beautiful woman in prime of life, but... she was like this when he met Aunt Sharon when he was 16 years old!When he thought that under this mask was an old woman who was about to turn into a monster, he felt confident and slovenly.

Although in front of real young women, such as Feng and Muku, he also looks like this.

"Of course not." Belmode took a sip of the tea provided by the ramen shop, leaving a slight lip mark on the edge of the cup, "I called you out today to bring someone to see you—calculate the time, He's coming too."

"This place is really hard to find."

As soon as the words fell, the paper door of the ramen shop was opened, and a blond and black-skinned man walked in with a smile, and pinched the copper tongue of the wind chime at the door of the shop.

The old TV set behind the small curtain was still ringing, and the elderly shopkeeper didn't know that there was already an extra customer in the shop.

"Let me introduce you to the newcomer in the intelligence team - Bourbon."

"Say he's a newcomer, and he's at the level where he can meet me, which means you already trust him." Ri Xiatang narrowed his eyes, and quickly went through the information related to the man in front of him in his mind, "Hello, Bo Book."

"I'm Tennessee."

He remembered, who is this very familiar man——

Furutani Rei, Yamamura Kaede's police academy contemporaries, ex-organization's undercover Ministry of Public Security Zhu Fu Jingguang's friend and contemporaries, won the National Tennis Competition in middle school...

Now under the pseudonym Toru Amuro, he is undercover in Juezan.

Thinking of this, his eyes bent even more: "It's an honor to meet you."

"Where, I've known you for a long time, Tennessee."

Toru Amuro didn't dare to take the sloppy man in front of him lightly, and sat down at a certain distance before looking up at the relaxed Belmode.

"I'm still thinking, what kind of person is it that can invite Belmode to a ramen shop on the street?"

"Now you see it, just an ordinary middle-aged man." Ri Xiatang rubbed his hands, completely without the consciousness of the second in command of the intelligence team, "Well, the young man is not bad. There is still a future ahead.”

Belmode was thinking about whether the second in command she had brought out had gone astray.

Not to mention learning some elegant taste, at least don't make people angry when you open your mouth.

"Haha, Tennessee really knows how to make jokes." Toru Amuro was moved. He was afraid that this was a temptation from the other party, but he didn't show any emotion on his face. "Doing things for the organization is not for insurance."

"Okay," Belmode said, "Looking at the current situation, I'm afraid that Neon will not be peaceful for a while. Tennessee is very well informed about the Metropolitan Police Department. You can communicate with each other if there is anything."

"Are you leaving?"

Ri Xiatang asked without surprise.

"It's beauty time, gentlemen."

Belmode put down his teacup and picked up the small lady's bag in his hand. His high-heeled shoes made a crisp sound. When he walked out, there was already a black car waiting outside.

"so."

Ri Xiatang calmly picked up the cup left by Belmode, took out a tissue from her pocket, imprinted her lip lines in front of Toru Amuro, and then wiped off the remaining lipstick.

"Are you an undercover agent sent by the police?" He carefully folded the tissue and put it in his pocket, "Ah, no need to answer, this is not a question, so don't be afraid..."

He retreated tactically, dodging the oncoming knife.

"Because me too."

After going out for a walk, Ri Xiatang's mood improved a lot, but...

"Xiaomu," he looked bitterly at the newly sent documents, "don't you think, rather than a new job, you want to care more about Maple Sauce who is far away in Osaka? She was on the news a few days ago, right?" ..."

"But this doesn't conflict with work," Ling pouted. "And, the culprit who caused all this must be caught, right?"

She pointed to the files on the desktop.

"Recently, there have been three crimes at the Yokohama pier, two street fights, and a confrontation between a large violent group... The Yokohama police have asked the Metropolitan Police Department for support several times, and in downtown Tokyo, many people have reported Yakuza violent acts," she paused, then said softly, "Section Chief, the godmother of the Yamaguchi-gumi has fallen, and the delayed war has begun."

"And can we just watch passively?" She clenched her fists, "Osaka passed the exclusion regulations, so..."

"Ming Piao Sang," Ri Xiatang pressed the file, "Don't act too hastily."

After sending the unwilling girl away, he slumped in the large office chair, the document covered his eyes to block all the light, and the smell of ink lingered on his lips, teeth and nose, and he suppressed his sigh.

Sure enough, only a person like him would have the heart to be a "cocoon weaver", who is cold-blooded enough to watch the conflict escalate step by step without being indifferent.

But anyone with a conscience will feel uncomfortable when he thinks of the evil consequences caused by his own inaction, but——

"Everything is for the ultimate success."

He took a deep breath, turned on the computer, and decided to watch something fun.

such as--

News video of the Osaka police raiding the yakuza member's residence.

Because they suspected that Yakuza was hiding guns in the house, the Fourth Search Division sent people to search, but facing them with a search warrant, the Yakuzas refused to cooperate. They locked the gate and stood on the top of the wall Shout out at the police.

The policemen in Osaka were not vegetarians either, so there was a lot of noise for a while, and Feng's ears were filled with Kansai-style "garbage", "bad fish", and "bastard" voices, and he couldn't tell who was scolding.

"I'm afraid it's not an ordinary hiding of one or two illegal firearms," ​​Hondocho's voice came from the headset, "We suspect that this is an arsenal of Yakuza."

"That's a big fish catch."

Feng flexed his wrists, and his colleagues had already come over carrying ladders and put them on the wall, and they were about to force their way in.

Seeing this, the Yakuza around the door ran over to interfere with the actions of the police officers, and the Yakuza standing on the wall became even more excited, waving weapons such as hands and bats, determined not to let the police enter.

"Damn it!" A member of the fourth class who was five seniors and three roughs slammed the explosion-proof shield on the ground, "Can't you apply for a shooting permit? You have to find a breakthrough."

And Feng took a few steps back and started running——

"Borrowed, senior."

She stepped on the explosion-proof shield, and then flew up, over the wall, and also over the stunned Yakuza members who were hanging on the wall.

Turning around and kicking back in the air, Feng directly swept down the two Yakuzas holding the bats, and then landed firmly on the top of the wall, looking down at the group of Yakuzas from top to bottom.

"Useless waste——" Yakuza next to him widened his eyes when he saw this, and raised his arm, revealing the blue and red ghost tattoo, "How dare you just fall on the wall like this, you bastard!"

"Yamamura-san!"

The surrounding Yakuzas gathered around, leaving gaps in other places, and the police officers hurriedly put up ladders, and someone yelled in concern.

That Yakuza reached out to grab Feng's ankle, but she stepped on the back of her hand when she raised her foot.

"what!"

"I remember, you..." Feng narrowed his eyes, recalling the information on the list.

"The militant faction in Xiatangkou of the Yamaguchi-gumi affected ordinary people more than once, and the police failed to prosecute them three times."

Hondocho's voice in the headset was as calm as ever.

"The complaint for the fourth prosecution has just been written."

"That's it," Feng looked at the other party's distorted expression in pain, "Then... shall we settle the old and new debts together?"

"What are you talking about, you stinky woman!" He looked fiercely, and actually took out a small knife from behind, trying to pierce Feng's instep.

The black heads also gathered at Feng's feet. Other police officers had already passed the wall one after another. Many people started fighting with the Yakuza on the ground. Forcibly open the door...

Yakuza let go of the trampled hand, and before he could react, the knife in his hand had been broken into two pieces.

It was kicked off!He was stunned.

Then there was the enlarged knee in front of his eyes, he was hit in the nose, his nose bleeds violently, and he fell down... No, halfway down, he was picked up again by Feng.

Feng pressed his face with one hand and jumped into the yard directly!He was thrown to the ground so hard that he lost his sanity in an instant.

Like Moses dividing the sea, the surrounding Yakuza unconsciously stepped aside.

"There seems to be no monitoring here," Feng kicked the man at his feet aside, "Okay, who's next?"

The headset seems to be malfunctioning, only the sound of electric current sizzles.

In the end, the police found five rotary pistols, two light machine guns, some bullets, two boxes of hand grenades, a dozen prohibited knives including samurai swords, and homemade explosives from the house.

"Some of them came from Tokyo. If we can trace the source, they were probably transported from abroad to Yokohama port and then circulated," Hondocho Koharu, wearing white gloves, arranged the collected items on the table and labeled them, "But how many The handles/guns are all M360J, probably from the same place as the ones confiscated a few days ago."

"The photo has already been sent."

Feng just came out of the temporary bathroom, washing off the blood and dirt, her hair was still steamy, and her whole body exuded the flushed look of just exercising.

"Well, oh, the action is quite fast," Hondocho paused, looking at Feng's hand holding the towel, "I wanted to ask before..."

"Team Leader Zhutian, facing such evidence, what else do you have to say?"

Zhu Fu Gaoming looked at the newly sent photos, five pistols/guns just filled the last vacancy.

Hondocho Koharu was investigating the first section when she was working in Nagano, and her team leader at that time was Takeda. After returning home, she only needs to do a little investigation, and she will find this gray area that has been concealed for so many years.

The warehouse where the guns were originally stored was empty, but several police officers were pocketed. I don’t know how many people have died from the illegal guns that have flowed out over the years.

Yamato Kansuke, who was in the same company, had already grabbed his team leader by the collar and questioned him loudly. He even put down his search for the death of Kaigenin and came to help when he heard about it.

"Which other guys are your accomplices?! How many guns did you sell?"

Taketa had been handcuffed to the stage, but he gritted his teeth and refused to speak.

"The sound is really loud." This was originally an unoccupied file room, but several people suddenly heard a somewhat frivolous voice, "Dahe Police Department, you are so angry, can you tell me about the evidence you have? ?”

"who are you?"

Yamato Dasuke turned around, and a man in a well-fitting suit and gold-rimmed glasses came out from the shadow of the file room.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself," the visitor bowed exaggeratedly, "My name is Kurosaki Yehu, and I am a small civil servant in the prosecutor's office."

"Has the inspection hall already smelled it?" Dahe Dasuke frowned, put down the trembling team leader in his hand, and looked unhappy, "How did you get in?"

"The Heisaki family..." Zhu Fu Gaoming stroked his mustache, "I have heard about it."

According to the rumors, the family of prosecutors who can't get rid of it like brown sugar is famous for using unscrupulous methods to investigate incidents, but it is also famous for the uprightness of the members of this family, who are the thorn in the eyes and flesh of all officials who accept bribes.

It can be said that the wind reviews are very polarized.

"It will be much more convenient if you know. Can you bother the two police officers to tell me all the information you know? Or let me spend alone with this bold leader Zhutian alone for a while."

Kurosaki pinched his nose exaggeratedly: "I really want to finish my work quickly and return to Tokyo. I really don't want to stay in this poor place for more than a minute."

Yamato dared to help a vein pop out on his forehead.

"Huh? I think you are the prosecutor..."

"Dare to help you." Gao Ming stopped his next words and turned to Heisaki, "Although I really want to cooperate with your work, but I would like to ask Prosecutor Herosaki, do you have relevant certificates and documents? If you can't provide them... I'm afraid it will be very difficult It is difficult to meet your request."

"Your name is Zhu Fu Gaoming, right?" His face darkened. "Let me think about it. According to the information, you have a relative who is currently missing, no spouse, no close relationship... It is the most difficult type to deal with. people."

He tapped his temple with his index finger to recall vigorously, circling in circles, his fingertips kept tapping on the glasses frame, making a clicking sound.

"Ahh—quickly give me a handle on you, it's really troublesome! This kind of guy who is alone is really the most difficult to threaten."

"This prosecutor really doesn't hide it." Seeing this, Yamato Kansuke couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth. "It's really good at 'special' search methods."

"Shut up, you obviously have a childhood sweetheart, but you are still a bachelor at this age!"

Kurosaki obviously looked like he was thinking hard, but when he heard this, he fought back without a pause, almost blurting it out.

Yamato Gansuke was choked for a moment, and then yelled back even louder: "It's none of your business! Besides, seeing your eccentric way of speaking, I'm afraid no woman can stand you!"

"What a disrespect," Kurosaki stopped circling, "For a person like me, being in love is not necessary, as long as the identity and ability of the fiancée are enough to match. Besides, I almost had a very good one. The fiancée is an elite of the fourth search department."

"Isn't that still a failure?"

Dahe Daosuke retorted disdainfully, and suddenly realized something...

"I'm sorry," Zhu Fu Gaoming slowly raised his eyes, his ice blue eyes looked directly at Herosaki, and the white glove on his left hand was taken off little by little, "If it's that excellent lady I know."

On the middle finger, a delicate ring shines brightly.

"I'm afraid, she is now my fiancée."