Chapter 222 This Is My Principle!

As for whether what he just said was a threat...if something like that really happened, the best way to deal with it is of course to shut up Silla completely. However, this kind of thing is just a matter of words. If you really want to implement it, you still have to avoid Kazami Yuya.

Regardless of whether everyone knows it or not, no innocent blood should be stained on the hands of Fu Jingguang.

but……

His thoughts are really getting closer to mezcal.

…

As usual, Xinfan expressed deep concern about his three views. But since it is as usual, it means that at least it is not a top priority and can be left behind to worry about.

He should continue to wait for Silla’s reply.

Silla looked at Mescal seriously. He had seen this face for three years and was already familiar with it. But now, he actually saw in Mescal's eyes the calmness that had not changed in the past three years.

It turns out that there are really people who can stand on the edge of a knife and a sea of ​​​​fire without changing their expressions. It turns out that there are really people who can remain unstained even if they associate with filth and filth?

Also, what is he struggling with? Isn’t it long overdue... to have some awareness?

Silla sneered at herself, feeling that she was disgustingly clumsy.

As early as the day when Mescal first appeared in his life three years ago, as early as when Mescal said plainly but powerfully, "From now on, you will be Sirah", Sirah felt that he Already mentally prepared for everything that may happen in the future.

It's just that he didn't expect that the magic of the word love would be so powerful that he almost lost himself.

Maybe this is why mezcal has such excellent conditions but is still single!

While he was in the mire, he still wanted to point out the scenery on the shore. He was so... so childish!

In the end, it will only harm others and yourself.

For Silla now, he has lost the beauty he once had, and the future is no longer worth looking forward to.

If you can use your humble soul to pave the way to heaven for Irina, and use your own meager strength to provide some help to Mescal who has never given up on him, then this life will be worth it.

Silla didn't hesitate for too long. After thinking about it, the confusion in his eyes cleared up in an instant.

His voice was a little hoarse, and he said slowly but firmly: "Hiding is not my usual style, and... I said before that I would come to Japan to help you, and this promise is still valid now."

Nobushige thought he knew the man in front of him very well and could guess his choice. But even so, Xinfan laughed happily after hearing Silla's words.

He stretched out his hand to Silla in a friendly manner and said, "So are you happy to cooperate?"

"Happy cooperation." Silla held Xinfan's hand tightly, as if she had grasped hope in an instant.

Kazami Yuya, who had been paying attention to the situation behind him, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Great, now you don’t have to worry about Mr. Asano acting impulsively! !

The atmosphere in the car also became relaxed in an instant, no longer as oppressive as before.

If there is happiness in this world, there will be no lack of pain. Time can dilute everything.

Jesus died on a Friday, but Easter was three days later. There are constant ups and downs in life, some people kneel down here, and some people overcome them.

Those who cross it may not necessarily get a Happy Ending. There may be mountains on the other side of the mountain, or there may be stormy waves.

They are just losers who give up easily, but they don’t even have the chance to see the miserable side of this world with their own eyes. What's more, without experiencing it to the end, who can say that there really is no perfect ending?

"By the way, Silla, do you still want that person's information?" Xinfan suddenly asked.

Silla was slightly stunned.

That person's information?

Kazami Yuya was keenly aware of something, but he hadn't confirmed it yet. He just watched Nobushige's every move with vigilance.

"That's that guy, do you want to take revenge for her yourself?"

really!

"Please...please Mr. Asano..." Kazami Yuya was so anxious that he almost cried, "Isn't it wrong to kill someone casually? Isn't it illegal?!"

"I'm not casual." Nobuhiro emphasized seriously, "I'm very serious."

"Even if you seriously kill someone, that's not okay!!"

Nobuhiro opened the document and read from the text: "He once planned a car bombing in London, England, which killed three people, including a pregnant woman, and injured eight others. Last year, he was also accused of dropping an unknown substance at the airport. He was arrested by the police for taking drugs, but was escaped by his accomplices on the way to escort, resulting in the death of one of the accompanying policemen and injuries to one..."

Feng Jian Yuya's expression suddenly changed, and he said angrily: "This kind of person is too much!"

"Yeah, right, so even if you shoot him ten times, it's not enough."

Hearing this, Feng Jian Yuya glanced at Nobushige coolly: "Then you can't do it yourself. Such people should be handed over to the law."

Nobuhiro said with a bitter face: "If the police could really catch him and sentence him easily, I wouldn't be sitting here reading his information!" Irina would not be affected in vain.

"..." Feng Jian Yu also admired himself for remaining calm in this situation, "Have you forgotten that you are also a policeman?"

"Eh?" Nobuman looked up at him with a confused look on his face, "I'm a policeman??"

"Click——"

The steering wheel made a strange noise in Yuya Kazami's hands, and the car also left traces of drunk driving on the road.

This feeling of hatred towards his boss is very subtle, something Yuya Kazami has never felt before. After all, Mr. Furitani is very reliable and would never say anything like Mr. Asano.

Usually, Feng Jian Yuya always felt that he was poor and his work was not perfect. He often held back his superiors. He really failed to live up to the high expectations of Mr. Feng Gu and the police leaders.

But now, he suddenly felt pretty good about himself. Even an obscure police officer like Mr. Asano has been able to successfully undercover a criminal group for many years, and is said to have achieved extraordinary achievements. So... does he also have further talents and potential?

But now he seems to have encountered a problem. How can he make Mr. Asano realize that he is a public security policeman and stop showing such a worrying state?

Before Kazami Yuya could think of a countermeasure, Nobushige behind him had returned to his normal appearance. His expression was very serious, which was very reassuring at first sight.

"So what are your thoughts?" Nobushige asked.

"I..." Silla was silent. His eyes fell on the information without moving away. After a while, he wondered, "But as Mr. Feng Jian said just now, according to your principles, it seems that it should not be done again." Ask me questions like this.”

Well, principle.

Nobushige put down the documents and leaned lazily on the back of his chair. A lot of things happened tonight, making him a little sleepy.

"If the bright road doesn't work, it means it's dark." The corners of Xinfan's mouth raised slightly, and his voice was steady, clear, and full of joy. "This is my principle."