Chapter 372

Song Jiang slapped his hand on the table, "That's unreasonable!! What?! Sakura still bullies a foreigner, damn it!! How dare you smash Tengfei!! Do you take me seriously! Fuck you!"

"I****!!"

Looking at the boss who was suddenly blushing, Du Xi quickly came over with a cup of tea and said, "Boss, drink tea."

Song Jiang picked up the tea cup and drank it in an instant, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

"After he smashed it the first time, he dared to smash it the second time and the third time 100 times!"

That's not the case either.

Du Xi muttered in his heart, I can hear that the underworld has been smashing Tengfei for a long time without breaking the skin.

Even if you hit it 100 times, it won't break the skin.

However, this matter will indeed affect Tengsheng's reputation.

"Boss, are you looking for mercenaries?"

? ?

Song Jiang raised his head in shock. The two looked at each other. Du Xi pushed up his glasses and said, "I'm just kidding."

"Phew—go through legal channels."

Abide by the law, this is the bottom line!

Never lower your bottom line! !

Song Jiang closed his eyes, opened them again, and contacted Gong Xijin directly.

"Do you understand Sakura's laws?"

The other party paused for three seconds before replying.

"Seven days."

7 days?

…

Seven days later, a plane took off from Yanjing Airport and arrived at Sakura 4 hours later.

Three hours later, Tanaka, who was serving customers, felt flustered for some reason. He kept smiling until the familiar sound of panic sounded!

"Who are you!!"

Come again?

Tanaka was about to walk forward when he suddenly remembered the police's advice and was momentarily confused whether to continue walking or hide.

At this moment, a string of shadows covered the ground in front of his feet.

"Huh -" Tanaka smiled familiarly and looked up, only to see a contemptuous face.

There is no kindness and kindness in China, only contempt!

"Sakura, huh."

Deep sarcasm came to him, and a row of lawyers in crisp suits, standing straight, smiled.

"Lawyer Tengsheng, Gong Xijin." After briefly informing him of his identity, Gong Xijin walked forward without stopping, "Now take me to the monitoring room. You should still have important evidence."

Until he took more than ten steps, he didn't see anyone following him. He turned around and saw Tanaka Michiko who was stunned in place.

"Deaf?"

Tanaka Michiko swallowed and walked forward, "Uh, Gongxi, uh..."

"Gong Xijin. If you can't remember, just call me Gong Lawyer."

"Feel sorry."

Tanaka's face was full of apologies. For some reason, he felt deeply afraid of the man in front of him.

Soon, a team of people arrived at the monitoring room, and several surveillance cameras from various angles were called up to clearly record the events of the day.

At 3:13 p.m., the gang entered the gate.

At 3:15, Tanaka fell at the intersection.

At 3:16, the gangsters started smashing cars.

3:17…

All surveillance videos were backed up into three copies, and then all staff were called in one after another to inquire about the details of the day.

Recorded from a Different Perspective, “No one has offended anyone recently?”

"Tanaka, you don't have any enemies?"

Tanaka Michikochi hesitated. He had offended many people at work, but that was all in the workplace.

"I used to work in Kuroda, and what I know about Aso Matori, Zuo Shitori and Kuroshita..."

He vomited out everything he didn't deal with in the company, and other people who had friction were also recorded.

As for the gangsters who came here before, no one knew them, or even had any contact with them. The only clue was that the leader called Tanaka Michikochi, but he didn't know them.

Gong Xijin's eyes moved slightly, raising Kuroda's ranking.

Next, they want to investigate the surveillance of the underworld street.

A large group of lawyers entered the nearest police station.

"Huo Sheng."

After these two words fell, a tall, thin and smiling young man from the legal team took out his ID.

"At 3 o'clock on the 18th, a vicious robbery occurred at the Tengfei 4S store, causing huge economic damage. We are a defense lawyer and hope that the police department can provide us with the surveillance situation on that day."

The Sakura policeman in police uniform opened his mouth slightly. He took the ID, checked it first, and then looked troubled, "We are investigating the Tengfei case, please..."

"You should have no right to prevent our investigation."

"In accordance with Article 326 of the Sakura Law, for the purpose of investigating a crime, the injured party can apply to the police station to obtain surveillance video on the highway as evidence."

A drop of sweat dripped from Sakura Police's forehead, "The inspection director is not here."

"You are saying that the police station did not follow the regulations and keep the sergeant on duty." After the words fell, the others retreated in tacit agreement and began to take photos for identification.

The visitor is not good!

The uniformed Sakura policeman quickly said, "Yes, I can make an exception!!"

"It's a citizen's right and you don't need to make exceptions."

Without leaving any clues, everyone followed the police into the surveillance room with smiles. Police Sakura moved his eyes slightly to think of countermeasures, while Gong Xijin quickly picked up the translator.

"We don't understand the neighborhood and need your help!"

“Tell us about the traffic conditions on this street!”

As we talked about the streets one by one, we could vaguely see the gangsters pouring out and they were scattered in various alleys. Although there were not many Sakura monitors installed, they were able to pinpoint the approximate location.

Listening to the sound of records being recorded, Police Sakura felt uneasy. The police department had told him that this case was not something they could handle. They just needed to remain as cold as before and not investigate.

Maybe in a few days they can get the results of their investigation and catch a few criminals.

An hour later, all the evidence record details and possible locations were filled in a palm-sized book with a three-gigabyte USB flash drive attached.

The old rule is to make three copies.

"Okay, thanks for your help."

When the words fall, there is no sound for those who come and those who go.

It wasn't until they were far away from the blue venue and a group of lawyers were walking down the street that they started chatting.

"It's so stiff that I can't even act it. I feel guilty just by looking at it!"

"Bad acting skills, but easy to scare!"

"There are only a few streets nearby. The door is videotaped. From the moment we call the police, the efficiency of getting there is too low."

"There may be something wrong with the entire bureau."

"Keep your voice down."

Gong Xijin's voice fell, and the voices of everyone talking lowered, "We have to go faster. If it is really relevant, maybe it will attract attention. Song Tianrui, go step on this point. Ke Kuan, Wei Chun, take a look at this position."

"I'll go to Jing'an District to have a look."

"good!"

“Call anyone with questions.”

"OK!"

"Let's go, let's move fast!"

With more than a dozen lawyers scattered, their goal is to find the underworld, and the whereabouts of several of them try to locate their residences.

"Yamamoto group."

Gong Xijin took a taxi, sat down and quickly searched for information about this underworld. Fortunately, Sakura Country never shied away from it, and a lot of information poured out, and he could even find a few members of the society.

"It's really crazy."

To put it mildly, there are not many criminals in China who dare to show their faces on the public Internet. If there are, congratulations, they will be arrested soon.

As soon as the voice of "Master" came out, Gong Xijin immediately put on a simple and honest smile, and the translator automatically transmitted the voice.

The taxi driver was very enthusiastic: "Are you a foreigner? Chinese?"

"Yes! I'm visiting Sakura. Master, I saw a few people with tattoos on their arms on the street. I think the tattoo master's skills are quite good! Do you know where they got the tattoo?"

The driver suddenly became nervous, "You can't get tattooed casually!"

"Why? I want to get a tattoo of a tiger, a dragon or something that looks majestic!"

"No, no, no -" the driver shook his head and lowered his voice, "People with tattoos are gangsters, they are gangs! Don't get close to people with tattoos!"

"Huh? The underworld? Tattoos are the underworld? I live in China, and everyone gets tattoos casually!"

The driver was shocked, "Nani! There are rules for club tattoos! If you get too big a tattoo, you will get beaten!"

It took Gong Xijin 20 minutes to roughly understand the rules of the underworld.

Sakura mafia tattoo is a status symbol!

The higher the status, the richer and larger the tattoos on the body! The patterns are also more complex!

All gangs have strict tattoo regulations!

That even includes tattoo design selection and size!

The one with smaller tattoos is the younger brother, and the one with more tattoos is the older brother!

Finally, before getting off the bus, the master also told Gong Xijin not to go to a certain place, such as which street or base camp the gangsters tend to gather.

As a thank you, Gong Xijin gave me an extra 1,000 tip.

With information from locals, the ensuing search was fairly simple.

He quickly located the residence of a gang member.

…

Looking at the looming white-painted house in front of me, next to the fence is a wooden sign with the last name on it.

Ogura.

Gong Xijin narrowed his eyes and decisively stopped a passerby.

The grandma who was stopped carrying a bag looked at him in confusion. Gong Xijin showed an extremely shy smile, with a naturally good face on his chubby face.

"I'm sorry, do you know where Xiaocang's home is? I am an employee of Xiaosheng Home Furnishings. A customer named Xiaocang bought a mattress but did not pay. According to the address, he is nearby." Gong Xijin scratched his head With a little panic: "If he doesn't pay again, the store manager will fire me! I finally found this job!"

Faced with the poor salesman's request for help, grandma showed sympathy. The Ogura the other person mentioned was a member of the Yamamoto group!