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

"You are qualified to—"

Lowering his voice, Feng repeated the old instructor's tone on the sofa, then rolled over melancholy, and just put his head on the lap of the person who was sitting down.

"I probably won't be able to say that in my life."

Obviously, Nisaka Ren was the one who was pushed to the top position under the competition of multiple interests, and even though she was promoted, she actually existed like a puppet, with little real power in her hands.

If it were Ri Xiatang instead, Feng might tell him the stakes in it—it might not be necessary for Ri Xiatang to understand.

But facing Nikita Ren, she was a little speechless.

In particular, Feng, as a vested interest in this competition, when Kusakaren showed resistance, she didn't know how to persuade him other than telling the truth.

After the press conference, she also met Taro Nozaki, the former head of the aircraft section.

He has aged a lot, when he saw Feng, he lost his majestic airplane head, the white of his sideburns could no longer be concealed, and his cheeks were already covered with wrinkles, apart from the physique he had exercised for many years, he looked like a decadent middle-aged old man.

When passing by, he told Feng very seriously: "I came back this time to atone for my sins... No matter what kind of mission, you can entrust it to me."

The handle that Feng didn't use in the past is now back in her hands.

The Metropolitan Police Department rehired Nozaki Taro and made him Feng's subordinate, precisely because Feng knew his past and held the reins of his envoy... Even if he was the section chief, Nozaki would not cross Feng.

For the first time, Feng felt so clearly that power was gathering in her hands. She was not a step-by-step part of a certain plan or a follow-through in a certain department. She has also changed from a chess piece to a chess player. Every decision made will change the chess game, and every time she makes a move, there is a real person behind it.

A chess player, should he judge the situation rationally and calmly, choose the optimal solution, or keep in mind the temperature of the chess pieces, and not forget the "human" side of the chess pieces.

are still unknown.

This is a dilemma that people who have not held authority in their hands cannot feel, and it is also difficult to describe.

"are you tired."

Zhu Fu Gaoming gently pressed Shangfeng's eyebrows, sliding his fingertips, as if he wanted to untangle the tangle that hadn't been shown.

"It's hard to say... Well, it feels like another form of tiredness," Feng subconsciously rubbed Wen Liang's hand, "It's just... suddenly felt a lot of responsibility... Do you understand?"

She tried to explain it with dancing, but in the end she couldn't make it clear.

So Feng let out a long sigh, turned his head and buried it in Gao Ming's arms.

"I'm just...suddenly scared," Feng said sullenly, feeling his hair being combed by his fingers, "power, after a long time... will I become that kind of person, who is superior and doesn't trust anyone?" People... drive others with false emotions, interests, and authority."

Feng said, but her heart became colder and colder - rather than rejection and fear, she is now more helpless with the established result.

It seems that becoming that kind of person is only a matter of time, an inevitability.

"No," the hand on the top of the head paused, Gao Ming turned to "grab" the guy who refused to face reality skillfully, holding her face, so that she had nowhere to escape, "Because whenever you become Whatever it is, you can trust me."

The foreheads of the two touched each other, as if they wanted to directly connect each other's thoughts through the brain, Gao Ming smiled slightly.

"And you're willing to tell me this, I'm very happy....Actually, I think Feng just needs to be himself." His ice-blue pupils are quiet, like a large cool lake, "because you are very Isn't it a good leader, everyone is willing to follow you - not because you have used any interests or emotions to deceive, but because you are Kaede Yamamura, and your sense of justice and mission as a policeman convinces everyone .”

During the press conference, Zhu Fu Gaoming and Fuji Seiko were also called to a conference room.

"...The Yamamura police inspector once faced the scene where Yakuza killed his father. The police officer Minamoto's stepfather died at the hands of Yakuza... Tachibana Naoto was rescued from Yakuza by the Ninaku Police Department, and Nozaki also had a relationship with Yakuza. There is an inextricable relationship between them.”

The person in the high position is the director of the National Police Agency who has never seen Kamio.

"Do you know what the first batch of team members have in common?"

"All have a feuding relationship with the Yakuza."

No need to think too much, Gao Ming understood the joint.

"To be precise, it is immortal..."

Fuji Seiko was a little uneasy.

"That is, radicals." Gao Ming stroked the beard on his lips, "This screening method does eliminate the possibility of betrayers, but it also buryes hidden dangers."

Conservatives and radicals have never been in opposition. No matter which side has an overwhelming advantage, it will lead to tragic consequences.

"That's right," the director buried half of his face in the shadows, "So I called you——Police Department Zhufu, Officer Fuji, you are all sensible and smart people, and you will not influence your judgment because of external factors .”

"You have to be on the edge of the cliff and catch those who are about to fall."

"Lesson [-] on Countermeasures against Organized Crime... What a big battle, Mikey."

Kurokawa Isana sat on the sofa worth a thousand dollars, playing with a new toy in his hand - a pistol/gun.

"That guy came back from Osaka and learned a lot."

"It looks like it's an action against [Brahma]," Jiujing held two betting chips and twirled them a few times in his hands, "Should we strike first?"

He has read the "Regulations on the Exclusion of Violent Groups" in Osaka. To be honest, the place he is responsible for is the place he is in charge of - all kinds of gray industries under the name of the organization. Once this regulation is implemented in Tokyo, more than two-thirds of Brahma part will be paralyzed.

The serious news broadcast on TV ended, followed by various eye-catching headlines, similar to "The youngest female class leader in history!" ", "Declaration of War on Yakuza!The Birth of Team Classes", "The former genius figure skating girl is now an elite of the Metropolitan Police Department"...

"Even things from more than ten years ago can be dug up. The media nowadays really can't underestimate it," said Izuo, who looked at the unclear image, the girl spinning on the ice, familiar and far away, unknowingly Forgot to blink until physiological tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, "It's been a long time...it's true."

"I miss you."

He opened his hand, as if he just pinched the girl on TV, and then...

"Crack." Hui Gulan turned off the TV, "I'll add some atmosphere to you."

"Hmph," Izuna turned cold when he was interrupted, "Hedie, let's go."

"Try it first," Mikey, who was sitting on the back of the sofa, suddenly broke away from the puppet-like state, and said, "Feng Jiang, she... intends to use some strength."

"Okay," Jiujingyi took out the tablet and swiped it a few times, "Well... let's test the waters with these casinos."

"Which ones, can't they be the ones from Shinjuku?" Izuna, who was about to leave, stayed behind and leaned closer to look at the tablet, "Are these?"

"Well," Jiujing kicked Santu who seemed to be unconscious on the opposite side, "Wake up, I have something to do."

"call……"

When Santu opened his eyes, the bloodshot eyes still hadn't dissipated, he lazily threw two useless capsules into his mouth, his pink hair loosened, and a blush appeared in the corner of his eyes.

"Do you want me to make a fuss!"

"You go to these casinos in a few days... Don't go too far, your arrest warrants are almost piled up, and the reorganization of the Metropolitan Police Department will not find a way to get rid of it for a while."

"This is the report letter from the citizens today." Lu put the sorted documents on Feng's desk, "Several murders that may involve Yakuza have been investigated by the Gaoming Police Department and the First Search Section. Mostly complaints about Yakuza and letters urging us to act quickly."

"However, there are some things worth noting," she pulled out a piece of paper, "A woman who claimed to be a wine escort reported anonymously that there was an illegal casino operating underground in Shibuya District, and the amount involved was as high as one billion."

"How did she know the exact amount?"

"That's it," Mu coughed, "Section Leader Rixia, no, Rixiatang deduced the identity of the anonymous woman through the address of the letter and the writing habits of the letter paper, and then Yuan Chenger went to have a... chance encounter."

Feng knew that with Yuan Chengji's charismatic special attack on girls ranging from an 80-year-old woman down to an eight-year-old, it is estimated that he had already obtained the information he wanted.

…Thinking of Yuan's stepfather's feats back then, Feng would sometimes be shamefully moved, but under the condemnation of his conscience, he still gave up such thoughts.

Let Yuan seduce Yakuza's sister-in-law or something, and the son will beat him into a mess... Whether it is her or Yuan.

"In short, if the whistleblower was not deceived, the information is basically true."

"That's it." Feng flipped through the report letter and materials, "Let Naoto inform the mobile team and the first team, get ready and set off immediately."

With that, she stood up herself.

"Huh? Now!" Although Mu Ling was puzzled, he had already dialed the phone.

"That's right, counting the time, those old friends should also want to see me," Feng pulled casually, took out the pistol/gun from the drawer, and inserted it into the tactical belt, "They are ready for the scene, how can I not go."

"Your actions are more decisive than before...Hey, bulletproof vest!"

Muling found out what Feng had left behind in the corner.

"You can't just give up fighting because of the influence of your clothes," she said with a tic-tac-toe on her forehead, "what if there is a sniper on the opposite side!"

"I see."

Feng put on the bullet-proof vest, picked up the jacket on the chair, and slid a graceful angle in the air.

Walking out the door, the heavily armed team outside had already put on their equipment, and Teng Seiko saluted Feng.

"Section Leader Mountain Village, everything is ready!"

"set off!"

"The target of the mission is the underground casino at No. 38, Shibuya District... You are mainly responsible for support, and you are on standby at Building No. 25. You will focus on team-to-class operations, and do not expose yourself unless necessary. However, if there is a threat to the safety of the mountain village police people--"

"Kill immediately."

"Yes."

After getting the sniper rifle for a long time, when Zhu Fu Jingguang quietly left the prison, no one noticed. Touching the cold gun/weapon, he slowly let out a breath and saluted the officer in front of him.

"I will fulfill my mission."