Chapter 796: Can Japan Be without Laws?

‘Why do I feel like I’ve become a sea king? ’

Fujino muttered to himself with a strange look on his face.

Although he didn’t want to be a gigolo, he could only use unusual methods to catch that guy.

His phone call was not only to confirm whether the Minister of Foreign Affairs had any relationship with the little rich woman’s family, but also to test the little rich woman’s strength, which was equivalent to Fu Ge V50, I am Qin Shihuang, and send money.

He was a little curious about the strength of the Ooka family.

He searched for information about Ooka Hongye’s family on the search engine, but it was useless. Information about the Ooka family on the Internet was blocked.

At most, there were some reports about the little rich woman’s future karuta queen.

However, judging from the fact that she never took the Minister of Foreign Affairs seriously, the little rich woman’s family might be more outrageous than imagined.

“It’s a lot of pressure…”

Fujino couldn’t help but sigh, feeling that the burden on his shoulders was heavier, but he was relieved again.

Now that the rich girl knows about this, she will do her part.

As long as she does her part, Sato's file will be fine. And judging from Megure's attitude, there must be a big boss behind this, and in the end, he will just be considered a member of a certain faction.

After all, sometimes being considered a member of a certain faction is not a bad thing.

Speaking of which, he is just trying it out, and investigating the case is just an option.

If you really can't catch the other party by "legitimate" means, then you can only use "illegitimate" means.

Sato Miwako took a deep look: "Who are you sending messages to, and you are sending messages while driving?"

"Some rich lady."

Fujino put away his phone silently: "I'll say hello to her to avoid affecting her family... By the way, the resistance to our investigation may be much smaller."

"Oh~"

Sato Miwako nodded meaningfully, with an expression that said I understand.

But then she changed her mind and tutted her tongue again: "But you are too lucky in love. A few years ago, I handled a case where a high school student was killed with a knife while looking at the pot while eating from the bowl."

Fujino: "..."

Are you talking about Makoto?

Speaking of Makoto, he is not sleepy anymore.

But considering the interpersonal relationships he is dealing with now...

He shouldn't be stabbed, right?

Fujino retracted his thoughts and glanced at her, saying unhappily: "Who do you think I sent the text message for? It's for you. After this greeting, there will be nothing in your file that will affect your promotion."

"Who asked you to help..."

Sato Miwako smacked her lips, quietly crossed her chest and said nothing more.

It was obviously the other party who hit someone, and as a police officer, she had to investigate the case.

But why even normal investigations have to rely on high school students to sell their sex appeal to hook up with rich women?

A rich lady...

He must have paid a very big price, right?

Thinking of this, she looked at Fujino's profile and felt a little guilty.

…………

In the main courtyard of the Fujiwara family in Kyoto.

It was still the same courtyard, and the same Japanese-style room. The huge wheat ears were woven into a vine ring, with five leaves in the middle like a lotus pattern, hanging high on the wall.

Kujo Shin opened the door of the room and walked in slowly. He looked at the old man sitting behind a horizontal wooden table in front of him and bowed slightly: "Patriarch."

"You are here, kid."

The old man looked at him with kind eyes: "Come and figure out which stock will rise."

"Patriarch, if you want a stock to rise in price, just tell me."

Kujo Shin was speechless for a while, "No need to stare at it every day. Stock trading is harmful to the body. If it continues, our family will probably be ruined in less than 100,000 years."

"What do you know? This is a hobby!"

"I'm indirectly revitalizing the Japanese economy!"

Kujo Jin was quite helpless with the serious old man in front of him, and changed his mind and continued: "Patriarch, there is news from the Metropolitan Police Department."

"What news?"

"The young master encountered a case last night."

"Took over last night?"

The old man was wearing a kimono and yawned: "That kid should be about to solve the case now?"

"No."

Kujo Jin shook his head slightly, took two steps forward, and put a file bag Put it on the wooden table: "This case is a hit-and-run case. According to the intelligence found by the young master, the person who hit the person is the eldest son of the Foreign Minister Utada's family. Mr. Hakuba can't do anything, just let his subordinates cooperate with the young master to investigate this case."

"Utada... let me see what's going on."

The old man's eyes became kind again, and he opened the file bag on the table: "Drug abuse, rape, corruption, serious injury, accidental death, hit-and-run... Tsk!"

Just took a look, his face became gloomy again: "It's really a pile of garbage. The garbage father gave birth to the garbage son, and the garbage son is more disgusting than the garbage father. He has done so many shits and has not been caught. Japan is really rotten to the core now."

"Someone helped to clean up the mess."

Kujo Jin whispered: "He used to be a dog in the Intelligence Investigation Department of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. After returning to China, he became a professional cleaner, specializing in helping some "politicians" to do shady cleanup work."

The old man's face was gloomy: "No one in our family asks this kind of person to do things, right?"

"No."

Kujo Jin's face was calm: "Although the young people in our family have no future, they are not to the point where they need cleaners."

"That's good. Whoever dares to do such a stupid thing, I will personally peel off a layer of skin for him."

The old man put down the file bag and asked Kujo Jin: "So what's the situation now? He hasn't done anything to the kid in our family yet, right?"

"No, now, they should still be dealing with witnesses."

Kujo Jin whispered: "They shouldn't do anything out of line. After all, it seems that Utada and the others don't want to publicize this matter now. They just put pressure on the inside through the police department..."

"It's rare, and they still know how to embarrass themselves."

The old man sneered, and then said in a deep voice: "You should do what you should do normally. Do it, let that kid investigate the case normally. If that bastard dares to touch it, then don't keep the dog. It's not clean to begin with, even if it's beaten to death, it's okay... Forget it, I'll do this myself. "

"Tsk, Utada, what a piece of shit, do you really think that you can get a minister by following those bastards and become the emperor with a token of authority?"

The old man cursed in a low voice, took a deep breath, took out a phone from his pocket, searched for a while, and then dialed:

"Hello, Xiaobai, did the bastard from the Utada family commit a crime?"

"If there is something, investigate it according to the rules. It's best to investigate everything clearly."

"Don't be afraid of pressure, I have this old bone behind me..."

"Is there no law in Neon?"