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

"Then let's book a place first," Hagiwara raised a finger, "and then wait until the squad leader can complete the task."

But just when he turned on the phone, Feng's phone rang!

"Section Chief! Something happened to Yuan Police Department!"

Feng stood up instantly, and signaled with his eyes to turn on the tablet recorder, while Gao Ming apologized to the rest of the people with a slight smile.

"It seems that this agreement will be postponed."

"Well, it's okay." Matsuda glanced at his watch, "In this case, I'll go help the monitor."

"The mobile team also has urgent news," Hagiwara sighed, "Goodbye, everyone."

The originally bustling tea room suddenly became deserted. When Jing Guang stepped out of the threshold, there was an extra message on his mobile phone.

...Maybe, this is the police.

"What's wrong with Yuan?" Feng took over the long thin windbreaker, frowned slightly, "Is he going to deal with the illegal casino in Shinjuku?"

"That's right," Naoto Tachibana lowered his voice, "The person in charge of the casino is an old man from the Yihehui. I don't know why the talks with the Yuan police department collapsed, and he took the women in the casino as hostages. Now the Yuan police department asks him to go to the casino by himself. The hostages were replaced, but the other party asked the police department to shoot one shot in the arm and one leg before passing, otherwise the explosion/bomb would be detonated."

"There are still bombs?" Turning around, the hem of the windbreaker slid across an arc, and Feng let out a short breath, "...You first stabilize the source, he is not right. Also, is the explosives/explosive disposal team here?"

...Of course not yet, after all, their ace was in the same tea room with him just now.

Yuan, who specializes in insight into people's hearts and chat interrogation, will take the initiative to talk to people about Beng, which in itself explains the problem.

"Bang", "Bang".

"Senior Feng!"

Tachibana Naoto's voice came through the microphone, with a slight tremor.

Feng paused in a hurry and rubbed the space between his eyebrows.

"I'll be right there."

When Mu Ling followed her out of the gate of the Metropolitan Police Department, the explosive/explosive ordnance disposal team was about to set off.

"Come on," Hagiwara rolled down the window, "I'll drive."

Although the car owner who appeared in an emergency was very handsome, this car owner is now...

was driven to the back of the truck.

"Captain, didn't you say that it was urgent and you drove first?"

"...at least my car did go first."

Hagiwara, who silently put on the explosion-proof suit, wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Yes, at least it proves that Feng's current driving skills do not depend on him.

When Feng arrived, Yuan Chengji was bloody all over. He unambiguously shot twice in his thigh and forearm, and stood staggeringly in front of the prisoner.

"Okay," he wiped his cheek with the back of his hand, leaving a bloodstain on it, "you can let me be the hostage now."

"Master, you are finally here."

Tachibana Naoto became Yuan's regular partner after Teng Seiko left, and now he is also anxious.

"The prisoner is an old man from the Yihe Society who just came out of prison. He was sentenced to prison for several crimes such as murder, violent fighting, and theft 20 years ago." Naoto Tachibana looked up at the scene and lowered his voice, "And... ...20 years ago, the father of Yuan Police Department died at the hands of the Yihehui."

The Yihehui, the Yakuza that was able to equalize with the Yamaguchi group decades ago, until the internal personnel split.

One of the hall masters left the Yihehui with most of the people, and the established Yakuza was the Double Peacehui.

Since then, the Yihehui has been in a slump, and within a few years it has fallen to the level of the third- and fourth-tier Yakuza. Up to now, there are only two casinos left as the main source of income.

"You can't understand... 20 years, I stayed in it for 20 years! Everything changed after I came out..."

After being released from the prison, the originally prosperous Yihehui disappeared. The former boss led other brothers to establish the Double Peacehui, but they all died under the hands of Brahma.When he wanted to find Brahma, he found that Brahma had been arrested by the police, and Yakuza would never regain its former glory.

The world is changing so fast, he is like a boat with no certainty, only sinking.

"I remember you... boy," he pressed the knife in his hand to Yuan Chengji's throat, "You are that traitor, no, the child adopted by the cop, I didn't expect that the first acquaintance I met in 20 years would be like that... It is you."

His cloudy eyeballs rolled up and glanced at the policemen waiting in front of them.

"I've been thinking since I got out of prison, it's all your policemen's fault... Otherwise, why would the boss and brothers all be dead, even I can only spend my days secretly in such a casino..."

"Anyway, everyone is dead!" He waved the knife in his hand, his voice gradually became excited, "Let you stay and be buried with him!"

Yuan Chengji is usually a person who is very considerate of other people's mood. When talking with children, he will squat on the ground until the other party can look down on him.

However, today, facing the mentally disturbed prisoner, he did not bow his head in the slightest, regardless of whether it would cause him further psychological oppression.

When Feng met Shang Yuan's eyes, he suddenly understood what he was thinking.

"Actually," Feng took a step forward calmly, "Your old friend should not have died."

"Then you will be thrown into prison too!"

The prisoner spat on the ground.

"No," Feng held up the phone, "Maybe, you want to see who this is?"

...But she couldn't make Yuan do that.

On the screen is a warm Japanese-style house, the place is not big, but you can see fresh flowers in the bottle, and the whole room is cleaned very well.

"This is a nursing home in Otaru."

As Feng spoke, a person, a woman, appeared on the screen.

"Uncle Usami, long time no see."

Compared with a few years ago, there are more fine lines around the eyes, but the brunette with a calm temperament is smiling at the screen.

She was still beautiful, but not so stunning anymore, her algae-like thick black hair was loosely tied into a bun, and a small child was lying in her arms.

"Would you like to see my son, he is very similar to Dad?"

"You are!" The prisoner's hand holding the knife trembled, "Boss's daughter... are you married yet? This is the young master?!"

"That's right, I married a man named Shimada, but something went wrong." When Mrs. Shimada lowered her eyes, it was enough to break anyone's heart for her. "Fortunately, with the help of the mountain village police officer, let me I can live peacefully with my children.”

After giving birth, she originally planned to entrust the child to an acquaintance in a nursing home, and went to Tokyo for trial by herself.

But what she didn't expect was that Kaede Yamamura actually issued a letter of understanding, and because of being coerced by Brahma, her crime was given a very light sentence, and she was given a probation period of up to three years. If she behaved well within the time limit The words are enough for her to watch the child grow up.

"Come on, say hello to Uncle Usami."

Mrs. Shimada grabbed the child's hand and stared blankly at her eyes. Usami, who was still holding a knife in her hand, shook her head.

The child glanced across the screen, then retracted into his mother's arms.

"So... so there is a young master..."

As if the tight strings were loosening, the prisoner's wooden pipe gradually gathered in his hand, and the knife aimed at Gen Seiji had already slipped unconsciously.

If he killed Tiao Zi here, how would they treat the daughter and young master left behind by the boss?

The news came from the headset that the bomb disposal team had successfully dismantled the bomb, and Feng turned off the video connection without changing his face.

In the next second, she threw the phone straight into the prisoner's cheek.

Yuan Chenger took a deep breath and leaned back tactically, but his hands and feet were shot, and he fell to the ground with a thud, his whole body was stunned by the pain.

Without giving the prisoner a chance to speak, Feng flipped his wrist with his backhand and kicked him on the knee - Yuan swore he heard the tooth-piercing sound of bones rubbing or shattering!

What's even more frightening is... Feng Jiang's movements are smooth and smooth when doing these things, but.

It was made by looking at his face.

...Is he already injured?He shouldn't be beaten half to death, right?The brain dazed by anger and hatred instantly cooled down, and Gen Seiji felt that his forehead was dripping with sweat instantly.

"At [-]:[-] p.m., arrest suspect Usami."

Holding the prisoner with one hand, Naoto Tachibana stepped forward to handcuff him with a wink, and at the end he did not forget to give Seiji a sympathetic look.

The stagnant scene flowed instantly, those who evacuated the crowd, those who escorted the prisoners, those who recorded the reports... everyone moved in an orderly manner.

Feng, who had just shown his skills, fiddled with Yuan's posture so that he could lie on the ground in a peaceful manner, and then tied a tourniquet on him himself.

"The woman on the screen is the illegitimate daughter of the leader of the Shuanghe Society, and also the daughter of my father-killer and enemy."

A sentence came out of nowhere, Feng's hands tightened, Yuan's face turned pale.

"You are planning to let the sniper/sniper kill Usami."

If Yuan was really fatally injured, Feng would definitely order the responsible sniper/sniper to act.

"You will die miserably in this way, aren't you afraid?"

"I'm sorry, Section Chief," Yuan said in a weak voice, "At that time, I... just thought that it would be enough to exchange one life for another."

He... couldn't forgive those villains, and he couldn't let his enemies go like Feng.

"But your life is worth more than your death." Feng knocked Yuan's head off expressionlessly. "Without you, who will interrogate? Who will pry Yakuza's mouth open? Who will appease the frightened?" people?"

"The instructors train you to become a policeman, not for your revenge—you can do far more than a single revenge."

On the way to the hospital in the ambulance.

"I didn't expect it, Yuan," Hagiwara squatted in front of Yuan's stretcher, looking at this same person who was repeating the same tongue as his avatar for the first time, and dared not say a word, "You also have today."

"Tell me, when you recover, will one or two ribs be broken."

Yuan's complexion quickly turned gray following Hagiwara's gloating.

"As far as I know," Muku poked his head out from the front of the car, "Hagiwara, when you just graduated, you were also beaten up by Kaede and the class monitor together, right? You didn't seem to wear an explosion-proof suit at the beginning today?"

Although it hurts, Yuan still managed to laugh out loud.

But he soon stopped laughing because—

"Yuan, Cheng, Er, you Baga—!"

Feng put the mobile phone on the stand, and let the stand face the source.

Fuji Seiko smiled sinisterly, and there seemed to be a cute little policewoman with a frightened face in the corner behind her.

"He's such a great hero, look at how he was injured on duty," she rolled her eyes eccentrically, "I think he broke Yakuza's illegal den, right?"

"Sorry, Sheng Zijiang," Yuan pursed his lips with a serious expression, "...please."

"Swear more."