Chapter 734 Name?

The paper-wielding amateur was caught!

In less than five minutes, the news had been spread to the five and four big bosses by the Yakuza who were standing in front of the ward to protect the 'heroes who put down the chaos', and then quickly spread among the alliance.

Everyone knows about Amateur Uishiki, but everyone is curious about why Amateur Uizhi was arrested, and they also want to discuss it with the current four big guys in the comment area.

But today's president doesn't want to discuss it with everyone in the comment area. He even stuffed some of the most aggressive spreaders and the most powerful ones with cement balls and sank them into the bay.

Not just amateurs——

Ikutenme had expected this, and three minutes later one message after another was delivered to them: Atsuto Kaname of the Kaishi group, Heiqiyoshi Arita of the Arita group, Nakajima Kai Nakajima Todoroki, Yuzuru Hyakomeki of the Knight Hunter group …

Among the backbones of the alliance, especially those who participated in the alliance meeting last night, eleven people were taken away by the Metropolitan Police.

In the name of assisting in the investigation, those people have varying degrees of suspicion in more than thirty different cases.

But actually, which Yakuza has a clean butt?

Even the most innocent Akahito Oikawa was implicated in the Arisaka family's murder case.

If they are really determined to get things done, MPD has ten thousand ways to target the inner circle of Tamba, but the question is... what are the benefits of doing so?

Every boss has a lot of tools that he can use to jack up the cylinder.

Even if it is a newcomer who has just arrived, Ueno will jump out and surrender if necessary without even speaking a word: It has nothing to do with big brother, I killed everyone, big brother was kidnapped by me, you come to mess with me!

Not to mention the chaos and horrific spike in crime frequency that followed...

Picture what?

Not to mention the errand boys under the Metropolitan Police Department, the police department's top recruits all graduated from prestigious universities. After passing the law exams, they were handed an iron rice bowl. After having seniority and annuity, they were able to retire with a large sum of money. social elite.

Isn’t it delicious for him to be a civil servant in Yingzhou? Isn't it good for everyone to do some shady business in private and get some unspeakable gray income?

Why do you have to take the blame?

Especially when the general peace order is about to be issued, who would not have the brains to pick this up at this time?

Besides, will Green Sun be happy that the Hybrid Alliance is gone?

It’s definitely not the Metropolitan Police Department’s decision.

"Which do you prefer, the Shogunate or the Luming Hall?" Sheng Tianmu smoked a cigarette and raised his eyelids to look at Chiba Ryuuji on the sofa next to him.

"It's all possible." Chiba Ryuuji said: "After all, there was such a big fuss last night, it's to be expected. What that bastard Kuuga did is a headache."

On the table, Chiba's cell phone vibrated, and a message popped up, making him frown: "The Ochiai family is already moving, but it is said that there are instructions from Romonikan behind it."

"It's normal. Guests should come to the door later." Sheng Tianmu said, "This wave is probably a two-pronged approach."

"What are you going to do?" Chiba Ryuji asked, "Do you have an explanation?"

"Isn't that the way to say it? Aren't we all dead? Dead people can't speak, so it would be a waste if we don't use it. Besides, isn't this bastard the one responsible?"

Sheng Tianmu said coldly: "This time, I'm afraid the superiors want to take the opportunity to slap us old guys. Don't think about causing trouble before the general peace order is issued, haha.

There's probably nothing going on here, and I'm afraid we'll have to spend more time on the other side..."

He said, "I'm afraid those who are caught will not have an easy time."

Even if they are not really arrested and taken to court, they are unlikely to be given any good fruits.

Following his words, hurried footsteps came from the corridor, and soon, a subordinate knocked on the door: "President, two people came to the door and named you to meet. According to your previous instructions, they have been brought to the door. It’s the reception room.”

In the office, the two looked at each other and raised their eyebrows slowly.

"Together?" Sheng Tianmu stood up and asked.

Qianye nodded and followed behind him to the reception room.

At the same time, a low-key and restrained car parked at the entrance of the Kyoto Metropolitan Police Department. The head of the Special Incident Investigation Section, who had been waiting for a long time, rushed to greet him, only to see the people in the car open the door and get out.

"Mr. Asai, long time no see." The section chief bowed and saluted, but when he saw the usually serious Mr. Asai waved in a hurry, he didn't even bother to reply and opened the car door behind him.

An unseen figure walked out of it and stood at the foot of the steps in front of the Metropolitan Police Department, looking up at the tall building in front of him.

"It still looks decent."

Asai bowed and nodded, winking at the section chief. The section chief was stunned for a moment, then bowed his head respectfully.

"You two are welcome to come and guide the work."

"No need to say more."

The distinguished guest who had just got off the bus looked away and glanced at them: "Time is limited, don't waste it."

The plain sight made the section chief feel the heavy majesty. A drop of cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and he couldn't help but answer: "Yes, please come with me..."

After leading the two of them into the Metropolitan Police Department, and hurriedly entering the elevator, the section chief finally had time to look at Asai, who was contacting the Metropolitan Police Department on behalf of Luming Hall.

Asai, who used to be cold and dignified, stood docilely behind the visitor, with his head lowered, and respectfully responded to occasional questions, with a dignified and humble attitude.

After finally getting the chance, Asai fell one step behind and whispered to the section chief: "The impact of last night's incident is not small. Until the peace order is issued, there can be no chaos in Kyoto. That adult came here specially to inspect, can you Don’t make any mistakes.”

The class principal nodded nervously.

"Have you brought everyone?"

The section chief wiped his sweat and looked helpless: "They are all in the interrogation room. They have been questioned. They are all hard-core."

Passing by the closed door, you could vaguely hear the unruly shouts coming from inside.

"Catch me if you can?"

"Where's the evidence? Is there any evidence?"

"I just went to have a drink with my brothers last night. What's going on?"

"Our company is a legal organization, police officer, please don't talk nonsense!"

The section chief's expression became gloomy, and he didn't know how to explain. And Asai's expression was calm, as he had expected.

I don’t know how many times these gangsters have been in trouble. They are all confident guys. This is not bad, and some people say nothing at all and just say they want to see a lawyer.

As for some people who obviously have leverage in the hands of the MPD, they are very tight-lipped this time. And the team leaders who had personal dealings with the Metropolitan Police Department also kept silent about what happened at the alliance meeting this time.

The last words that came out were all those clichés from the outside, after being tortured...

Everyone was either yelling, staying silent, or begging in a low voice, "SIR, don't be like this, I still have a family." There was only a burst of laughter from behind a half-open door.

Extraordinarily disharmonious.

There was a bang, and there was a sound of slamming on the table.

"The fortune teller said that I am "a man who will become a dead man", but I don't agree!"

The calm and low voice said, "I think those who come out to hang out have to decide whether they live or die."

"Back then, when my brothers and I were doing business at the parking lot in front of the Demon Chef Competition, I never imagined that I would be able to reach this point... Hey, it's just an ordinary man's bravery to win awards. If there is a chance, who can do it? Do you want to be a yakuza?"

During the conversation and laughter, the young man who was handcuffed on the table raised the paper cup in his hand and congratulated the interrogating policeman behind the table:

"Anyway, here's to you officers, I wish you all the best in your career in the MPD!"

There was a chorus of approval and response, which was simply joyful.

"Oh, if those Yakuza could be as sensible as Mr. Huaiji, our work would be much less."

In the interrogation room, the unshaven old detective put down the pen in his hand and sighed: "Would you like some more beer? Lunch time is coming soon. Do you want to try pork chop rice? Let me tell you, pork chop rice It is a specialty of the Metropolitan Police Department, so you must try it.”

As he spoke, he signaled to the subordinate next to him to go out and prepare, but the subordinate stood awkwardly. He frowned and made another signal.

Then, he finally turned around and saw the livid-faced section chief and the two strangers behind him.

"I asked you to interrogate me. Is this how you interrogated me, Sakaguchi?" the section chief asked coldly: "It's really incredible. You are almost fraternizing with the trash of society. It's amazing."

Sakaguchi's expression twitched and he bowed low. Before he could speak, he heard a voice behind him: "Hey, sir, I can't say anything. I'm still a suspect. Why have I become a social waste?

Besides, our company, Waishi Shoji, is an excellent company that pays taxes every year and has never had any bad records..."

At this point, the young man's expression became sad: "Thanks to Mr. Sakaguchi for showing me affection and reasoning, I deeply realized my mistake and was willing to fully cooperate with the police's inquiry. I know people are biased against people like us, please don’t blame him, if there is something wrong, blame me.”

The superintendent was angry and was about to reprimand, but he saw that the other police officers next to him had expressions of approval, full of sympathy for the discrimination and injustice that Mr. Huai Zhi suffered. It was as if they had been drugged.

What the hell is this?

The section chief was about to get angry and asked the Yakuza to see who was the boss here, but Asai behind him held down his shoulders.

"Don't lose your composure, this is no ordinary person."

Asai sneered, "Although he looks young, this person is both wise and brave. He wiped out the Tiger King Group within an hour, and personally put down the Kuaga family's rebellion... The leader of the group who is famous in front of the five big guys, isn't it? , should be the four big guys now, right?"

Behind the table, Huai Shi looked up and then at the person behind him, and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Asai's expression turned cold, "Why are you laughing?"

Huai Shi lowered her head, covered her mouth, and waved her hands: "Sorry, I have a friend whose wife is about to give birth."

In the silence, Asai pressed the handle of the knife under his suit, and then heard a voice from behind.

"Okay, Asai, you go out first and let me talk to him."

Asai was stunned for a moment, then nodded, glanced at the section chief, and motioned for everyone to follow him out. Immediately, he raised his hand, turned off the monitoring equipment inside, and finally closed the door respectfully.

In the silence, Huai Shi tilted her head and looked at the people behind the table, her brows raised and her eyes curious: "Are you going to ask me my name next?"

"...Have you had enough fun, Huai Shi?"

Satomi Kohaku's expression was expressionless.