Chapter 403 I don’t know who owes bread and refuses to pay it back
With the intervention of the Metropolitan Police Department, the public security police successfully moved Yamada Kimiki's penis into their hands. This naturally caused dissatisfaction with the Metropolitan Police Department, especially the dissatisfaction of the Special Investigation Seven.
After working hard, they finally rescued all the victims who were controlled by Yamada Kimiki. As a result, Kenzo Mashiba and Usho Tsuda learned that the case had been handed over to the police as soon as they returned to the Metropolitan Police Department, which made them distrust the Police Department.
Extreme dissatisfaction arose.
Kenzo Mashiba drank the coffee in the water cup in one breath, wiped the coffee liquid that overflowed from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and frowned:
"Police Department, we solved this case? How could they just take over the case just because the murderer committed suicide by taking poison? Then are we working so hard just to pave the way for them, the police?"
"Yeah, I didn't come to help before, but now I just take the case away after it's done. It's completely the behavior of a robber." Tsuda Youxiang crossed his arms over his chest, and he, who had always been good-tempered, couldn't accept it.
Fujiwara Yu knew that his subordinates would be dissatisfied, but they were just ordinary police officers. They had no rights and should not be involved in matters related to the organization. While sorting out the documents at hand, he comforted him:
"This matter is not as simple as imagined. Yamada Kimiki is very likely to be related to the case that the National Police Agency has been pursuing for many years, so it is no problem for them to intervene in the investigation. Okay, you all go back and rest early. Work handover
I can handle it by myself and treat you to dinner another day."
"This can't be solved with a meal... Hey, forget it, it's not the first time the police have done this kind of thing." Kenzo Mashiba has never had a good impression of the public security police, and they will always intervene with strong methods.
Well, sometimes it’s really uncomfortable to look at that condescending face.
Tsuda Usho reached out and patted Kenzo Mashiba on the shoulder, comforting him:
"Leave it to the police department. Don't worry. Aren't you going to the hospital today? Do you need me to drive you there? It's not easy to take a taxi at this time."
"Hospital?" Fujiwara Yu looked at Kenzo Mashiba in confusion and asked, "Is there something wrong with your body?"
"No, it's because my wife is not in good health and has been living in the hospital all year round. I go there every day after get off work... I said hello to her in advance today, but she will still worry if I don't go, so after I finish my work I plan to go to the hospital to see her later." Kenzo Mashiba explained with a smile.
This was the first time Fujiwara Yu knew that Mashiba Kenzo's wife was hospitalized. No wonder Mashiba didn't buy a car. It was probably because the hospital expenses were too high, and his daughter was still in school and needed a lot of expenses, so he had no money to buy a car.
He knew that directly lending a helping hand would easily hurt his self-esteem, so after some consideration, he decided to apply to the Metropolitan Police Department for a police car that could be used for private use so that Kenzo Mashiba could avoid transportation expenses.
"Then you go quickly and drive slower on the road."
"Well, police department, you should finish it early and go back to rest."
After Yu Fujiwara sorted out all the documents at hand, he handed them to Toru Izumiya along with the D card recording the interrogation. After completing this series of work, he came to the underground parking lot and saw a man lying on the hood of his car in a strange posture.
I went to Matsuda Jinpei, and those who didn’t know it thought I hired a car model.
He reached out and patted Matsuda Jinpei's thigh, turned around and opened the driver's door:
"Matsuda, are you sure you want to watch the sunrise?"
"Sure, because sunrise isn't the point."
Matsuda Jinpei rubbed his eyes and climbed up from the hood. He thought of what Akihara mentioned to him and what he heard during the interrogation. He always felt that he needed to have a good talk with Fujiwara.
Isn’t the sunrise the point?
Fujiwara Yu roughly guessed what Matsuda Jinpei wanted to talk to him about. He smiled bitterly and put on his safety belt. There were some things that he couldn't reveal the details. It wasn't that he didn't trust Matsuda, but there were some things that he couldn't say.
Confidentiality agreements are not signed in vain. If everyone tells people close to them, there is no need to keep it secret.
The two of them were silent all the way until they parked the car in an open-air parking lot near the Yoneka-cho overpass. Matsuda Jinpei, who was about to get off the car, touched his pocket and found that the cigarettes in the cigarette case had been smoked out, and then he spoke to break the silence:
"Do you still have cigarettes? The topic that will be discussed later will probably make me want to smoke."
"Yes, are you used to smoking Custer?" Fujiwara Yu took out a white box of Custer cigarettes from his pocket and asked.
"It's a novice cigarette. It's okay. I'm not picky about smoking."
"I prefer novice cigarettes, the ones you try and smoke...it's a bit futile to enjoy."
The two of them walked along the stairs to the overpass. They may be friends and have some tacit understanding. One reached out to pass a cigarette and the other reached out to pass a lighter. After some exchanges, they easily lit the cigarette in their mouths.
Matsuda Jinpei hasn't smoked this brand for a long time. He usually smokes Camel brand, and he prefers stronger cigarettes. But compared to the choice of cigarettes, he feels more deeply that the "police academy anti-smoking ambassador" Fujiwara Yuu will also be with him.
Discuss cigarette brands, and even smoke together while watching the sunrise.
"Huh." Matsuda Jinping slowly blew out a smoke ring. He turned around and leaned his back on the railing. He raised his head with his back to the sunrise and asked the purpose of his trip: "ag mentioned to me, you
Were there any kidnappings during that period in the United States? Is there any connection between the kidnapping and this incident?"
Was this what you were asking about?
It is true that the kidnapping has nothing to do with the confidentiality agreement of the secret investigation team, that is what can be said.
Fujiwara Yu swallowed back the wording he had thought of. After hesitating for a moment, he still could not tell Matsuda Jinpei what Yamada Kiki said before he died. He vaguely felt that the matter was not simple and did not want Matsuda to be in danger:
"It's not necessarily related. The kidnapping took place in the United States, and Yamada Kimiki was in Japan during that time. And the kidnapping is completely different from the crime Yamada committed."
"Kiki Yamada is mainly in the flesh business. The only connection is that they are both guilty of kidnapping." Matsuda Jinpei took a puff of his cigarette, looked sideways at Fujiwara Yu and asked: "He didn't talk to you before he died.
What did you say?"
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Fujiwara Yu told the lie without changing his expression, but he didn’t think it could deceive Matsuda:
"No, he didn't have time to say."
"Tsk."
Matsuda Jinpei smacked his lips lightly, and it was easy to see his distrust from the expression on his face. However, he did not choose to pursue the question. He would not do anything that would bring trouble to himself. He had enough patience to wait for Fujiwara to volunteer.
When telling the truth.
After working in the workplace for many years, he naturally learned how to change the subject. He took off his black suit jacket and put it on the railing. He glanced at Fujiwara's left hand:
"Does your hand still hurt? Don't get wet during this period."
I have learned how to change the topic, but the way of changing the topic is more or less blunt.
Fujiwara Yu lowered his head and smiled slightly. He spread out his left hand with the medical gauze in his palm, and his tone was teasing:
"Matsuda, you should learn more about excellent topic-changing techniques from Akihara in the future."
Matsuda Jinpei rolled his eyes and didn't bother to respond. He raised his head and looked at the sky. He felt quite good when he thought that the first incident he encountered six years ago had finally come to an end.
When I was in the police academy, I was somewhat unruly. Maybe I was still dissatisfied with some police officers, otherwise I wouldn't have made such harsh remarks during the interview: Beat the police chief.
Speaking of which, that was the day when I became friends with Fujiwara Yu.
"Hello,."
"Um?"
Fujiwara Yu turned around and saw Matsuda Jinpei holding out his fist in front of him. If it had been six years ago when they first met, he would have definitely thought that this guy wanted to fight with him. But now... it's different.
He raised his right hand in tacit understanding, clenched it into a fist and touched Matsuda's fist lightly, just as he did when they reconciled.
"You still owe me a fight, don't forget it."
"Hey, it seems that someone owes a lot of bread and hasn't paid it back. I won't say who it is."