Shizuo Fumimon grabbed Odagiri Toshiya's neck, dragged him all the way outside, put him into the police car, and then sat in the passenger seat. Miwako Sato next to him quickly started the car and rushed to the Metropolitan Police Department.
"There is no need for you to say those last words." Miwako Sato sighed, "The reputation of the Metropolitan Police Department and those troubles should not be left to you to solve alone."
"Solve the trouble?" Shizuo Komemon chuckled, "I'm just looking for someone to come over and help me practice power control. Criminal Takagi is always reluctant. It's hard to find them on the street by myself. It will be easier to wait for them to come.
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Miwako Sato looked at his familiar incomprehension, smiled, and said nothing more.
"I almost forgot." Shizuo Furumon suddenly leaned into Miwako Sato's ear, and was so shocked that the latter almost lost control of the steering wheel. "The target doesn't know my power, so he doesn't dare to come, right?"
Sato Miwako calmed down her mood and said in a dumbfounded voice:
"Don't worry, I have confirmed this matter with the Shiratori Police Department. The target does not know anything about you. Although you are relatively well-known within the system, it is still unclear outside."
After saying that, she added: "Oh, except for the Yakuza circle and those little gangsters."
"That's right." Shizuo Komemon nodded, relieved. Even if they knew that he was powerful, most people would not think that he could not even use a gun except those who had experienced it personally.
Moreover, reports about him have always been blocked by the old man's blocking order. Even though he recently resumed singing, his real name and photo still haven't appeared in the reports.
The journey was smooth and the person was brought back to the Metropolitan Police Department, sent to the interrogation room, closed the door, stretched his neck, and began to prepare for the formal education course.
Shizuo Komemon has unique skills in educating disobedient children.
"Why?" Odagiri Toshi, who had been holding back his words, finally couldn't help but speak, "You used to hate the forced arrangements at home, right? Why do you accept it now?"
Shizuo Komemon stopped and asked strangely: "Who told you that I hate the arrangements at home?"
"Isn't it?" Odagiri Toshi also frowned, and Sato Miwako, who was accompanying the interrogation to prevent Shizuo Fumimon from being too harsh, also looked over in confusion.
"Of course not." Shizuo Komemon chuckled, "Only a young and energetic child like you, who has no worries about food and clothing and has not been beaten by society, would feel that having everything arranged at home is depriving you of your freedom.
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"Those who have been beaten really wish they had the conditions at home to arrange everything and live their lives comfortably. If they can choose the simple mode, why choose the hell mode?"
Odagiri Toshi also stared at him and said: "As far as I know, you did reject the family's arrangement."
"That's not wrong. I really don't want to accept the arrangements from my family, but the reason is not that I hate being arranged, but that those arrangements are not suitable for me. If you give them to me, it will be a waste. The family business can only be used by research and introduction, that's all.
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Shizuo Komemon was not in a hurry to take action, explained it very leisurely, and looked at Miwako Sato.
"I remember telling you that if I became a prosecutor and went to court, I might not be able to help but get up from my seat and run over to slap the other party's lawyer or judge."
Sato Miwako couldn't help laughing and said: "It is indeed something you can do, but I think it is more likely that you would grab the table at the defense table and smash it over."
"Indeed, you understand me. If the old man were as sensible and easy to communicate with as you, I would be much less worried."
Shizuo Komemon gave a thumbs up, then turned to look at Toshiya Odagiri.
"So, don't confuse me with a childish temperament like yours. Actually, that guy has the same virtues as you. His rebellion in middle school has continued to this day, so it's not a shame."
Odagiri Toshi also curled his lips immediately, looking unconvinced.
"Okay, now that the gossip is over, it's time to get down to business. I'll give you one chance to tell you everything about this lighter. There's only one chance."
Shizuo Komemon signaled Miwako Sato with his eyes, and the latter quickly took out the evidence bag and put the lighter on the table.
Seeing the lighter, Odagiri Toshi's expression changed, and he immediately understood why he was brought to the interrogation room. He forced himself to calm down and replied: "There's nothing to say. I don't remember where it came from. I probably bought it casually."
There was a sneer on Shizuo Komemon's lips, "Really? It also has the initials of your name on it. Why, are these your initials?"
Odagiri Toshi seemed to have already thought of his words, and replied without hesitation: "Isn't it normal for smokers to borrow lighters from each other? Occasionally they borrow lighters from fans during performances, and they may have forgotten to return them."
Komemon Shizuo suddenly grabbed his hair and forced him to look up.
"Do you think your father is Minister Odagiri, so we won't do anything to you? But you seem to have forgotten that my background is tougher than yours, and I don't care what others care about."
boom--
In the same position, with the same technique, Odagiri Toshiya's face was also hit hard on the iron table. There was another pool of blood on the tabletop that had just been wiped clean in the morning.
Although Odagiri Toshiya occasionally encountered street fights, he had never suffered such a serious injury. He only felt a strong smell of blood rushing to his head, and his nose bones seemed to have been broken.
"Like performing on stage? But now you seem to be disfigured. I'm afraid you will have to wear a mask in the future."
Shizuo Komemon's cold voice sounded in his ears, like a demon, and then his perspective changed rapidly.
After he reacted, his back had fallen heavily to the ground, and the former's foot stepped on his face.
"I'm a little busy today, I only have one morning, but I think you won't delay me for too long, don't you think?"
A heavy foot stepped on Odagiri Toshiya's stomach, and he was instantly overturned, and his whole body curled up.
There was no time to rest, and Odagiri Toshiya was pulled by the hair again, forced to stand up, and then slapped hard on the face. There was a ringing in the ears, and he fell to the ground again.
"This kind of violent interrogation will become less and less rare in the future. You are lucky to be able to experience it firsthand before it disappears from the stage.
The toughest prisoner I have ever encountered was the leader of an Italian bandit group some time ago. I still remember his name, Tino Cabana.
It took me almost the entire day, and I have to say that I somewhat admire him.
After all, there are not many people who can experience a complete interrogation in my hands. Although he also failed in the fatigue interrogation in the end, the flaws cannot be concealed."
Shizuo Komemon's calm words made Toshiya Odagiri feel chilled in his heart, and his body began to tremble unconsciously.
