Chapter 1072 I Am Toru Amuro, Sent by Mr. Fangtani

Japan is the country with the longest life expectancy in the world, but at the same time its fertility rate is horribly low, which has led to a deepening aging population. Here you can see gray-haired faces working hard everywhere. They may be airport attendants, cleaners, bus drivers, or even porters for moving companies.

However, not all elderly people will find ways to make money to make ends meet. There are always some elderly people who have money and leisure and want to find a place to spend the rest of their lives. In response to such demands, a large number of nursing homes came into being.

The nursing home where Nobushige visited is famous throughout Tokyo. Some people lament that the elderly who can be sent here are the happiest.

As soon as Nobushige entered the door, a staff member greeted him enthusiastically: "Are you consulting for business or visiting relatives and friends?"

Without waiting for Nobuhiro's answer, the staff led him to the lounge nearby and immediately brought him tea.

"I'm here to visit Mr. Onizuka." Nobushige declined the tea and said to the staff, "Mr. Onizuka Yazou."

The staff member took out the tablet computer and entered Onizuka Yazo's name on it. The query results came out soon, but the staff member also showed a troubled look:

"Mr. Onizuka refuses all visits. I'm afraid we can only say sorry to you."

Deny visitation?

Nobuhiro smiled helplessly: "Can you let me make a phone call with him?"

"certainly."

The staff member picked up the landline nearby and dialed the intercom, "Good morning, Mr. Onizuka, you have relatives and friends visiting and would like to talk to you on the phone."

She handed the microphone to Nobushi, then exited the lounge thoughtfully and closed the door.

A confident voice came from the other side of the receiver: "Who would want to visit an old man like me? Are you sure you're not a liar?"

"Mr. Fangtani asked me to come to see you." Since Zhufu Jingguang was already dead, Nobuman felt no psychological pressure in borrowing someone's name.

Sure enough, upon hearing Fangtani Rei's name, Onitsuka Hazo's attitude immediately changed: "Come in."

With Onitsuka Hazo's approval, Nobuhiro was able to enter this very strictly managed nursing home. In fact, with Hiroki's presence, Nobushige could still go in even if Onitsuka Hazo disagreed. But to be fair, Nobuhiro didn't want to use this method on the instructor.

The nursing home is divided into two areas. The elderly who cannot take care of themselves live separately from the elderly who can move more easily. Onizuka Hachizo's room is arranged in a relatively free area.

The staff took Nobushige all the way to the door of Onizuka Hazo's room.

Onitsuka Hazo didn't close the door, and Nobushige saw the familiar figure sitting on the tatami a few meters away.

Seven years later, Onizuka Yazo's figure is still as tall and straight, as if he has never aged.

Entering the room, Nobushige bowed deeply to Onitsuka Hazo, and then said respectfully: "Mr. Onizuka, junior Toru Amuro, I am here to visit you today at the request of Mr. Fukitani."

Onitsuka Hazo had long heard the movement behind him, but he had no intention of looking back. He sat calmly on the tatami, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand.

White mist curled up, blurring his resolute face.

Onizuka Yazo said nothing, and Nobushige remained standing respectfully, motionless.

Two minutes later, the weird atmosphere in the air was finally broken.

Onizuka Yazo said: "Come over and have a cup of tea. The sencha in Shizuoka Prefecture is very good."

"Yes." Nobushige agreed, then walked to the futon opposite Onitsuka Hazo and sat down on his knees upright.

Only then did Onitsuka Hazo lazily raise his head and glance at him.

This is a young man, probably in his early twenties, about the same age as the students he was most proud of back then. The young man has short dark brown hair, a simple and capable hairstyle, a simple face, and a thin but powerful body. Judging from the small section of his wrist that was exposed, Onizuka Hazo was certain that this young man must have practiced fighting skills.

"Are you a subordinate of Rei Fangtani?" Onizuka Yazo looked away and placed a cup of sencha in front of Nobushige. "What did he ask you to do with me?"

Nobushige took the tea cup with both hands and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Originally, Mr. Fangtani should visit you in person, but as you know, Mr. Fangtani has a special mission and it is inconvenient, so I entrusted this junior..."

"What do I know? I know nothing!" Before Nobuyoshi could finish his official words, he was interrupted by Onitsuka Hazo's deep voice, "I was just fortunate enough to teach the police officer you mentioned about Furiya for a period of time, how to deal with him I don’t understand the situation.”

Nobuhiro knew as soon as he heard this that Instructor Onizuka didn't believe his lies...

Ahem, I can’t say it’s all nonsense.

Nobushige calmly took out a pen from his suit pocket, put it on the table, and pushed it to Onitsuka Hazo: "This kind of thing may prove that what I said is true."

Onitsuka Hazo took a sip from his tea cup and caught a glimpse of the pen on the table from the corner of his eye.

Of course he recognized it. After all, the graduation gifts for each class of students at the police academy were different. This pen was personally given to the students by him back then.

Just wanting to gain his trust with a pen was too simple for this young man.

Pens can be forged and stolen. It is even possible that he killed Fangya Rei and pretended to be entrusted by him.

Thinking of this, Onizuka Yazo's eyes flashed with a stern look.

Nobushige knew that a mere pen could not convince Onizuka, the instructor who taught them to be more vigilant, so he prepared his last move early in the morning.

"Instructor Onizuka," Nobushige looked calmly and calmly into Onizuka Hachizo's eyes, "Your Zero War Spirit has been overhauled seven years ago. I wonder if it is still as majestic as before?"

Instructor Onizuka's expression changed, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

Nobushige continued: "Oh, by the way, it should have been returned to your junior who swore to become a detective by now, right?"

After hearing this, Instructor Onizuka's expression softened a little.

There are very few people who know about the Mazda RX-7. Except for those five students, no one should know that Zero War Spirit had been hit beyond recognition, let alone that the car belonged to Sato-senpai's daughter.

Seeing that Onitsuka Hazo still had no intention of relenting, Nobushige continued: "And the last time you were hung by the safety rope around your neck from the ceiling, did it cause irreversible damage to your body?"

Onitsuka Hazo: "..."

"Also, the students ran out of the room at night and had a fierce fight. Then in order to cover up the incident, they committed perjury and went to the convenience store with their classmates to have a big fight with the robbers..."

Onizuka Yazo's expression became more and more weird: "That's enough, I know you were sent by Fangtani Rei, tell me, what's the matter?"

They actually casually told their subordinates about the embarrassing things they had done in the past. It seemed that that boy Fang Guling had become more and more lazy after graduation. As his instructor, Onizuka Yazo felt that he had the responsibility and obligation to correct Fangtani Rei's behavior.

The smile on Nobufan's face widened a lot: "Mr. Feng Gu would like to know who gave the order to dispatch him and Zhu Fu Jingguang to the public security bureau?"