Chapter 1123 Accepting Public Security Interrogation

"Boy, we are not criminal police!" A rough male voice followed closely.

Nobuhiro turned his head slightly and saw that it was the police officer in charge of their side who was talking.

"Shut up, Phalaenopsis! Don't talk during the mission!" Another policeman who looked like a boss scolded in a low voice.

The policeman from before immediately shut up and didn't even look at Nobuhiro and the others.

Phalaenopsis should be the code name. But a mighty and majestic man actually uses this code name...

A chill gradually seeped out of Nobuhiro's spine. He quickly turned his head away and focused on Terada Kaku.

"No, no, no, I'll do it!" The drunk man who had been dealing with Terada Kaku before also saw the police officer's ID card. He was immediately frightened out of his wits and was willing to say anything. "I robbed a convenience store, but I didn't hurt anyone." !”

"Robbing a convenience store?" The man in the suit looked confused.

The drunk man shuddered: "I, I also took a gun...but I swear I never fired, because there were no bullets in it!"

"..."

By this time, the leader had realized that he had arrested the wrong person.

But the drunk man didn't know. When he saw the police didn't say anything, he became even more panicked: "I'll do it! I had a hit-and-run accident two years ago, when I hit an old woman who couldn't walk."

The leading police officer waved his hand impatiently and ordered to his subordinates: "Cuff them and take them away! Others will search all the guests attending the party today, and no one will be spared!"

"Huh? Your shoelaces seem to be untied." Nobuhiro suddenly said to the waitress.

Then, before the waitress lowered her head to confirm, he had already squatted down and blocked the waitress's gaze.

"Really? Actually, I can do it myself."

"As a gentleman, how can you let your female companion squat down to do such a thing?" Nobushige said while unbuckling the waitress's sandal belt and buckling it again.

Taking advantage of this time, he dug a small sand pit with his other hand and buried the broken glass slag.

There is his saliva on this cup. Just in case, it is better to deal with it in advance. It's safer to bury it in the sand than to carry it with you.

"You, you, you guys, follow me over here." One of the policemen pointed at Nobuhiro and the others and said.

Nobuman followed as instructed, and before leaving, he loosened the sand nearby to make the bunker look more natural.

"Take off your coat and raise your hands," the policeman ordered.

Nobuhiro did as he was told. On the other hand, the waitress with whom he had a good conversation was not very cooperative. She would stick to the police at one moment and wink at them at the other. Anyway, she just refused to search him honestly.

"You are so serious about your work, so why not bring it here..."

"Snapped!"

The policeman opened the waitress's hand and said to her seriously: "Ma'am, please be serious."

The waitress stood up straight and complained: "Hey, what a boring guy."

In fact, compared to this policeman, the waitress's level of professionalism is no less impressive.

Nobuhiro thought secretly.

"Take everything out of your pockets."

Nobushige had already put the disk he had prepared for his target into his sleeve, and upon hearing this, he pretended to dig through his empty pockets.

"The sleeves are flattened."

Nobushige was the first to take advantage of the moment when the policeman turned his head and clipped the disk behind his belt. When he rolled up his sleeves, the police could find nothing but a lean forearm.

"Turn around and bend over."

Things, of course, are back in the original pocket.

After the search was over, the police took away Xinfan's ID, and Xinfan was able to gain the right to move freely within a small area.

The waitress immediately came over: "Handsome man, do you know who these policemen are? They look so fierce."

"As for the National Police Agency, maybe it's the police." Nobuhiro deliberately made an uncertain expression, "Maybe there are foreign spies among the people attending the party today."

"Hey, then we won't get into trouble, right?"

"I don't know either."

While he was talking, the police officer who led him from before suddenly walked up to Nobuhiro and showed his ID to Nobuhiro: "For official duties, please come with us."

Then he turned around and told his subordinates,

"Everyone who appears here today must continue to be investigated, from their background to the reason why they appear here today, and ask questions one by one."

"Please." The police officer's attitude towards Nobuhiro was quite polite.

The others remained for questioning while Nobushige was taken to the car.

He was sitting in the back seat, and it was just him and the leading police officer next to him in the car. But there were police officers outside the car, all with serious faces, as if everyone owed them money.

Are they already doubting him?

"Mr. Hisashi Watanabe," the police officer asked seriously, "do you know what this party is about?"

"Of course." Nobushige replied calmly, "VIP anniversary celebration at Ginza Maki Bar."

The police officer nodded: "Then can you please explain why you are not included in the VIP customer list and employee list of Maki Bar?"

Nobushige smiled: "Mr. Police Officer, don't be so rigid. Although I'm not their VIP now, it doesn't mean I won't be in the future. In fact, I think the party tonight is very exciting, and I am planning to join the party."

He raised his chin in the direction of the waitress and said to the police officer: "Have you seen that woman? She has a very good figure. She can definitely be considered a Tokyo..."

"Ahem." The police officer cleared his throat cautiously, "Actually, we also found out that you are the agent of female star Chris Wynyard, right?"

Xinfan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Is there any problem with this?"

"The activities of foreign artists in Japan will be subject to our supervision, so we also have an independent supervision system for you."

"Oh, I see."

Nobuhiro was right here listening to his nonsense.

For foreign artists, basic supervision is definitely necessary, but the so-called independent supervision system is simply impossible. The police are so busy with their current affairs that they have no time to consider those one-in-a-million possibilities.

"Mr. Watanabe, you must be going back to the police station with us today. If you have any reasonable needs for work or family, please feel free to mention them to us."

"Go to the police station with you?" Nobuhiro sneered, "Absolutely impossible."

If he stayed in the police station for one night, he could get Gin's gun the next day. Even if Gin couldn't kill him, it would definitely affect Mescal's prestige and status in the organization.

This is absolutely impossible, there are no doors, no windows, and even the sewers are sealed!

The police officer's face turned ugly for a moment: "Mr. Watanabe, I hope you can recognize it more clearly..."

"Can I make a call first?"

"Um?"

"If you're worried, you can stay and listen, it's okay."