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

"...Then, we called the police."

Mulu deprived Feng of the right to cook with barbecue, confiscated the chili powder in her hand, and directly pressed her on the seat to chat with the children.

"According to the results of the interrogation, the prisoner was unconscious because of exposure to drugs, so he fled to the mountains after the accident."

Feng pointed to the tunnel not far from the campsite: "That's where he was caught."

"That's amazing," Xiaolan's eyes sparkled, "At that time, sister Feng was still a police cadet, right?"

"Hey, Sister Feng," Xinyi rubbed his chin, showing a pensive expression, "Did you also come from the road down the mountain at that time?"

"Yes, but it would still be the worst kind of concrete road."

Feng recalled it for a while, and said in affirmation.

"Is there something wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's just..." Shinichi looked into the tunnel, "Generally speaking, in an emergency, people will subconsciously run to the left...but the tunnel is on the right."

What would be the reason why the prisoner still overcame his physical instincts under such pressure?

Maybe, on the road to the left, there was something he wanted to hide even if he was arrested.

"The words on the left..." Xiaolan followed Shinichi's words and looked to the other side. "It's an ordinary forest. I seem to have seen a lake there on the top of the mountain. It's so beautiful."

"...Indeed, it's beautiful."

As if a white light flashed, Xiaolan's inadvertent words let Xinyi understand something.

"Why isn't there a campsite built by such a beautiful lake?"

He carefully looked up at the smiling Feng.

"Yes, why."

Feng agreed solemnly.

She didn't tease Shinichi, but really didn't think about it.

Maybe it's the uneven terrain, maybe the property rights are unclear... Or, is there really some secret buried there?

It would be too coincidental to encounter a case just by going camping.

"Anyway—let's have lunch first!"

Put a small piece of butter in the shell of the scallop, and bake it until it smokes, and there is a hint of red between the soft texture of the beef, and the gravy overflows when you squeeze it lightly. Luxurious Wagyu Sandwich.

Feng, who was wounded, was not allowed to drink beer, so she could only drink juice with Xiaolan Xinyi.

The lunch was delicious, but Shinichi couldn't eat it.

The secrets not far away are like a kitten's claws, scratching his heart from time to time, or densely packed worms, clinging to his skin.

"Xinyi, do you really want to go over there and have a look?"

Xiaolan has completely figured out the mind of her bamboo horse. It is even rarer for Shinichi to stand still in front of the puzzle than for the sun to rise from the west.

"If you really want to go, I can accompany you for a walk." Feng sat lazily on the grass, "just after a meal to digest..."

Rather than waiting for these two junior high school students to touch it alone, it is better to have them follow, at least in terms of safety.

"Then let me join you." Matsuda turned his head, "I'm also quite interested."

"It turned out to be a dead end."

The concrete road suddenly disappeared somewhere, Feng pushed aside the branches in front of him, and looked into the depths of the forest.

"There are traces of people walking on the ground," Shinichi squatted on the ground, "Go ahead, sister Feng."

"And someone just passed by." Matsuda pointed to the bushes on the side of the road. "Look at this bush. The dewdrops on the leaves have been wiped off. It's probably a person about my height."

Are they not the only ones who come here?

"Then let's go forward," Feng led Xiaolan, "watch your step, Xiaolan."

"Um……"

The dirt land has not been trimmed, and because it is on the mountain, it still has a slope, so it is not smooth to walk.

"I always feel that this soil is too soft."

With one foot and one hole, Feng rubbed the soil on the fallen leaves.

"Could it be that someone turned over the soil?" Xinyi grabbed a handful of mud in his hands and observed.

Looking at the front covered by the bushes, Feng always felt that there were too many coincidences.

And based on her experience, behind too many coincidences, there must be some kind of conspiracy hidden.

The originally playful mentality was put away, Feng and Matsuda looked at each other, he walked in front with Shinichi, and realized something at this moment.

But Matsuda was wearing sunglasses, Feng didn't see anything.

She decided to walk 100 meters forward, and turned back with the two little ones.

Maybe right at 99 meters...

"Sister Feng, Brother Matsuda, come and see this!"

Xinyi stretched his finger forward, and it turned out to be a dilapidated cabin, almost covered by huge trees.

"anyone there?"

Several people came forward to knock on the door, but as soon as Feng's fingers touched it, the door opened automatically.

"... What are you looking at me for? I didn't kick my feet again."

Through the sunglasses, Feng can guess the look in Matsuda's eyes.

The small wooden house has a total area of ​​more than a dozen square meters. The inside is dark and filled with damp and obscure atmosphere. When the door is pushed open, there is a creaking and rough sound as if fingernails are scratching the blackboard.

Xiao Lan hid behind Feng, only daring to show half of her face.

This atmosphere is really like a haunted house——

bang.

Shinichi directly pushed open the entire door, and the light leaked in, revealing a human figure whose head was covered by a sackcloth!

"Help!"

As if sensing the light, the figure twisted.

"help me!"

Because of his limited vision, he hit the wall as he twisted.

"Don't move around, we are the police."

Feng stepped into the house, ran to the sack man in two or three steps, and Shinichi followed closely behind, Matsuda was not slow, and Xiaolan followed closely.

"Do you remember how you got here? Who kidnapped you? Why are you locked up here?"

Shinichi's questions kept coming up one after another, and he had a feeling that he was pressing for the truth——

Feng tore off the sack on top of his head, revealing an elderly male face, which seemed familiar to her.

"You are!"

The whole person seemed to recognize Feng, and then seemed to realize that something was wrong——

"Get out of here!"

He is still late.

The ground under their feet suddenly loosened, and a group of people fell down!

A group of people fell into a slide-like tunnel. Feng held the man with the sack in his hand and tried to maintain his balance.

"What do you know?!"

After finally falling to the bottom, it looked like a simple reinforced mine. As soon as Feng fell to the ground, he immediately grabbed the sack man by the collar and questioned him.

"me……"

Puff, puff.

Except for Xiaolan who fell at the end and was supported by Xinyi, everyone else fell with stares in their eyes.

"My name is An Zhiren... I'm a lawyer... Ugh."

Even though he was dizzy and couldn't stand steadily, An Zhiren still took out his business card from his pocket and handed it to Feng as if he had muscle memory.

Borrowing the light of the mobile phone, Feng narrowed his eyes, and turned twice on An Zhiren's face.

"Accurately, I'm a criminal defense attorney," he wanted to vomit, but couldn't vomit anything, "My defender was involved in a yakuza case...I'm here to investigate it , I followed the two Yakuzas who framed the defender, all the way to here... and then... I was beaten with a sap."

Feng pinched the bridge of his nose, Yakuza is really haunted.

Criminal lawyers do have the "right to investigate and collect evidence", and it is normal for them to intervene in cases.

"The phone has no signal."

Matsuda, who was trying to make a call, motioned to Feng.

"It's impossible to go back the same way..." Looking at the steep slope, he frowned, "This looks like a secret road."

"A secret way," Feng suddenly remembered, she seemed to have heard of such a secret way when she was in Osaka, "Do you know which Yakuza you are following?"

"I don't know much about this..." An Zhiren shook his head, "But it doesn't look very popular. I heard they came here to find some treasure."

"Sister Feng, there is wind here," Xinyi, who helped Xiaolan up, felt the air with his saliva-stained fingers, "There may be an exit ahead."

"That can only be tried," Feng rubbed the joint of his left arm, "you follow closely, those Yakuza may still be here."

The secret road is undulating, and the construction is rough, but fortunately, the ground is still hard after being sealed with cement.

"What is this!" Xiaolan clung to Shinichi, and suddenly kicked something black.

It was dark and smelled of tar.

"Maybe Yakuza handled...the corpse," Feng stopped, took a photo with his mobile phone, "wrapped it in asphalt and threw it here."

"Don't be afraid," Matsuda blocked Lan's gaze, "We are the police and will protect you."

Feng is like this, even a child does not hide anything.

"I heard that Yakuza always pour people into concrete pillars and throw them into Tokyo Bay..."

An Zhiren shut up resentfully.

"Just a question."

"Hmph," Feng sneered, "Using concrete pillars is an inexperienced amateur's method... The real Yakuza is mostly sealed with asphalt, and the pungent smell of asphalt will cover up the smell of corpses."

"hiss."

"Compared to this, I also have a question to ask you." Feng finally remembered why this face looked familiar, and lowered his voice, "Anzhi Diexiangzi... who are you?"

"...she is my cousin."

After a long silence, An Zhiren let out a long sigh.

"Then your reasons for pursuing Yakuza are all true?"

"I just want the truth, Yamamura Police Officer," the man smiled wryly, "My best and most beloved cousin just died in Osaka, and the family didn't even know what she was doing... It's not very unfair ?"

Feng remembered, it seemed that many years ago, the justice of Neon Tokyo was surnamed Anzhi.

"There should be an exit ahead." Finally reaching the end of the secret passage, Feng roughly estimated that she had walked a kilometer, "The door is locked."

Bang!

As soon as she finished speaking, she kicked the door open.

The rusted iron bar fell to the ground, and the light outside was dazzling, and she couldn't help squinting her eyes.

"Go to hell! Shit lawyer!"

Yakuza, who had planned for a long time, was squatting at the door, holding a dagger in his hand and stabbing at Feng!

"Hey," Matsuda reached out and grabbed his wrist, "Isn't it too much to openly attack the police?"

His sunglasses hadn't been taken off yet, and his vision was intact at the moment.

"I want you to take care of-"

boom.

After a neat over-the-shoulder fall, Matsuda took the knife away from his hand.

"The murder weapon was confiscated." He glanced at his watch. "At [-]:[-] p.m., one prisoner was arrested."

Feng's eyes were pierced uncomfortably, so he simply closed them.

The ears are also sensitive.

"No, don't move!" From five meters away, a man pointed his gun at them tremblingly, "I have a gun! Let go of my companion!"

"So that's how it is," Feng slowly opened his eyes, "So it is... This is the secret path left by the Yamaguchi-gumi, and the end of the secret path."

is the arsenal.

"You can try," she ignored the gun pointing at her, and walked forward forcefully until she was face to face with the gun-wielding Yakuza, "Looking at your age, you were broken by Brahma right after you joined the Yamaguchi-gumi ? Also because I just joined, I didn’t have any tattoos, so I escaped.”

"Don't come here! I, I really know how to shoot!"

"Shoot?" Feng raised his hand as if hearing something funny, "Then I want to remind you..."

Unable to see how she moved, Yakuza only knew that the gun in his hand was suddenly removed from the magazine, and then his vision was instantly reversed.

When he came back to his senses, he was already lying on the ground in the posture of a dog eating shit, his mouth was full of blood.

"If you don't pull the safety catch, you can't pull the trigger."

Sweeping across the yard ahead, the pattern of the almost abandoned Japanese-style mansion is exactly the same as the main house of the Yamaguchi-gumi. There are some gun parts and knives scattered on the ground. It should be that these two Yakuzas messed around after finding the place. They probably even studied how to load the bullets for a while.

"finished?"

An Zhiren poked his head at the door of the secret passage, although he was afraid, he stopped in front of the two junior high school students immediately, and let the youngsters poke their heads, but he also resolutely refused to move away.

"It's... not far away!" Yakuza, who was pushed to the ground, had red eyes, "I won't... let you guys get away with it!"

His breathing became rapid, and with a sudden burst of strength, he broke free from Feng's shackles, turned around and ran into the house!

While running, he also took out a lighter from his pocket.

"Boss...Although I didn't follow you well when I was weak," he gritted his teeth and threw the lit lighter, "but now, I'm taking revenge for you!"

He and another guy, for two notes and one lawyer, it's worth it!

Feng's pupils constricted, and he turned around and shouted, "Run!"

The nearly decayed wooden structure made a crackling sound when it came into contact with sparks.

The flames licked the wall little by little, like a picture scroll of hell.

Feng is too familiar with Yakuza's routine of setting fire and dying together.

When the flames reach your eyes, the air will be so hot that you can't breathe, and the flames will burn your skin like countless knives...

She swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the time seemed to be extremely long.

"maple!"

When Matsuda ran out with a few people, he found that Feng was still in a daze in the fire scene.

"Wake up! Run!!"

However, one hand firmly grasped Feng's ankle.

"Don't try to run..."

Yakuza had been hit in the lungs by Feng's elbow before, and it was difficult to speak at the moment, but the veins in his hands stretched so hard.

Feng's eyes cleared up, and he bent over and squeezed, Yakuza suddenly felt numb in his hands, and let go of her involuntarily.

"Just because of you, you want to keep me?"

The house had already begun to crumble, the wooden beams were burned, and among the crackling sparks, something fell from time to time.

What is even more shocking is that there may be soil explosives stored in the house.

Matsuda ran out while pushing a child, and when he turned around, he was relieved to find that Feng was following him.

However, when he and An Zhiren ran out of the gate, there was a deafening explosion/explosion/sound in the house.

A huge beam stood in front of Feng, who was a few steps away from him. There was still flames on it, and the hot air distorted his sight.