In Tokyo, a criminal

Chapter 291: Lecherous people, life is not easy to smuggle weapons (ask for monthly tickets!)

Aoyama Hidenobu tried to contact Nobi Kura Ken but failed.

An hour later, Nobi Kura Ken called him and asked him to meet at the old place.

It's noon on the rooftop of a building, and the sun is scorching.

When Aoyama Hidenobu arrived, Nobita Ken was already there. He subconsciously raised his hand to his forehead to avoid direct sunlight, "Why did you meet here?"

"Wouldn't you like to meet here?" Nobita Ken turned around when he heard the voice. At this moment, there was not only innocence and confusion on his face, but also sweat on his forehead.

Aoyama Hidenobu was powerless to complain, "My appointments are usually in the morning or afternoon, and it's noon now!"

As he spoke, he loosened his tie and unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt as he could no longer bear the heat.

"Hi! Sorry!" Nobita Ken bowed and apologized, then raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

"Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense and get to the point. I couldn't contact you before. Was it the Russians who were looking for you?" Aoyama Hideki asked, fanning himself with his hand.

"Hi!" Nobita nodded, and then continued, "Hilgay and his men used the money from the previous robbery to order a batch of goods. They will come from the sea tonight and trade at sea in the early morning. They asked me to find a local ship."

"What is the cargo?" asked Aoyama Hidenobu.

Nobita Ken replied, "The first batch of guns is estimated to be thousands. They were former soldiers with connections in the army, and they colluded with the logistics troops to resell them. They were all standard military guns produced by military factories."

After the collapse of the Soviet Union, Russia has not yet sorted out its internal affairs. All places and forces are in chaos. It is normal for internal personnel to resell weapons.

Not to mention guns, even airplanes, tanks, cannons and ships are sold in the name of scrap disposal.

When the whale falls, everything comes alive.

Aoyama Hidenobu took a deep breath. These six Russian guys were planning to do arms business in Japan.

The economy is already bad and people are under a lot of pressure. If so many guns were allowed into the country, there would definitely be chaos, and the police would be under even greater pressure.

"I'll have someone help you find the boat. We'll work together tonight to catch them all in one fell swoop! Bring them to justice!"

"Hi!" Nobi Kura Ken responded seriously.

"Wait for my call." Aoyama Hidenobu stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder. "Be careful."

"Hi!" Nobi Kura Ken bowed deeply.

Aoyama Hidenobu turned and left, called Sakai Ryosai and asked him to find a boat, and reminded him to remember to install a tracker on the boat. He also contacted Yagyu Tamon, after all, the arrest tonight must cooperate with the Japan Coast Guard.

Since the arms deal is in the early morning, it will naturally not delay the internal party of the cyber security class tonight.

While Aoyama Hidenobu rushed back to the Metropolitan Police Department to arrange tonight's arrest operation, Nohara Ito was also taking action.

Nohara Financial Co., Ltd.'s large public relations team is visiting various media outlets with full sincerity.

It makes sense to leave a sincere expression of gratitude.

If there is no reason to explain, let the violent groups do it.

Many journalists, editors-in-chief, chief editors and other media people have received death threats. Some have had their homes splashed with pig blood, some have had their pets killed, or some have had their children taken away by strangers after school.

Using a two-pronged approach of both soft and hard tactics, most of the media were either bribed or forced to succumb under the pressure of the gangs, and promised not to blame Nohara Financial Co., Ltd. for Kitahara Yota's death.

But Nohara Financial Co., Ltd. did so.

It already makes people feel that they were the ones who killed people.

But Nohara Ito couldn't care less. If she didn't control the situation in advance, tomorrow the news would be everywhere about Kitahara Yota being murdered by Nohara Financial Co., Ltd.

It was too late to do anything by then.

Time soon came to night, and Tokyo was shrouded in neon lights. It seemed as prosperous as ever, but it was no longer the same as before.

A little after 8 o'clock, at a high-end restaurant in Ginza.

In the huge private room, Aoyama Hidenori and members of the Cyber ​​Security Class gathered together, with a sumptuous meal and wine on the table.

"Welcome everyone to join us in building this new department, Cyber ​​Security. As the head of the department, I would like to offer a toast to everyone and hope that we can get along happily in the future."

Aoyama Hidenobu raised his glass and spoke to everyone.

Everyone raised their glasses and drank.

Aoyama Hidenobu was a very famous person himself, and as his superior, he invited them to such an expensive restaurant for a welcoming banquet. Everyone felt valued and honored, and naturally their liking for Aoyama Hidenobu increased greatly.

It is very easy for a superior to gain the gratitude of an inferior. All he needs to do is show him a little favor.

Aoyama Hidenobu glanced at Asakura Yuito out of the corner of his eye.

She had a small mouth, but drank quickly. Some wine flowed from the corners of her mouth, slid down her fair neck into the collar and soaked her white shirt, forming a small transparent area. A white lace pattern was faintly visible inside the shirt.

"This second cup is for Vice Minister Kimura." Aoyama Hidenobu retracted his gaze, filled his cup again, looked at Kimura Goshin and said in a deep voice: "From now on, I will trouble you with all matters related to the Cyber ​​Security Department, Kimura-kun. Please drink this cup."

"As the deputy director of the Cyber ​​Security Division, this is my responsibility," Kimura Koshin stood up and answered, looking around. "Without Superintendent Aoyama's proposal to establish the Cyber ​​Security Division, none of you would be gathered here today. I propose that we all toast him together. Come on, come on."

"Cheers to the Superintendent!" "Cheers to the Section Chief."

After three rounds of wine and five dishes, everyone took off their coats because they felt hot, and Asakura Yuiyoshi was no exception. Her round fruit swayed under her white shirt, making Aoyama Hidenobu's mouth dry.

After drinking, her face became more rosy, her eyes were blurry, and she would subconsciously lick the remaining wine on her lips with her tongue. The big black-framed glasses half hanging on her nose made her look even dumber, and she felt like she was being sold and counted for money.

The atmosphere in the private room became increasingly heated. In the middle of the meeting, Kimura Koshin received a call and left. He was told that the Cyber ​​Security Class needed some materials that needed his confirmation, and it was Aoyama Hidenobu who arranged for someone from the General Affairs Department to call him away.

Because he noticed that Kimura Koma was also interested in Asakura Nami, and he also found out that Kimura Koma was already married. Bah, what a scumbag!

As a kind person, in order to prevent Kimura Koshin's wife from suffering emotional harm, Aoyama Hidenobu would never sit idly by and watch him get Asakura Yuto.

For this purpose, she is willing to sacrifice her looks and her life.

The most important thing is that he could see that Kimura Hema was not a content person and would definitely want to take control of the network security class while he was too busy.

As long as he was not satisfied with just being a nominal head of the Cyber ​​Security Department, he would sooner or later come into conflict with him. In this case, there was no reason for Aoyama Hidenobu to sit back and watch him get the beauty.

The atmosphere in the private room became more and more heated. Aoyama Hidenobu urged everyone to drink. No one dared to refuse. Everyone was already drunk. He sat next to Asakura Yurong. "Police... Police Inspector." Asakura Yurong had always been taciturn and drank the least, so her mind was relatively clear. Aoyama Hidenobu's approach made her nervous.

"Inspector Asakura, I heard from Inspector Kimura that you have very good skills?" Aoyama Hidenobu asked as he moved towards her, their bodies pressed close to hers.

Asakura Yurong's delicate body was straightened, she was so nervous that she dared not breathe, and replied in a voice as thin as a mosquito: "It's okay."

Suddenly, her body trembled, her beautiful eyes widened, she looked up at Aoyama Hidenobu, then quickly lowered her head, biting her red lips and not daring to speak.

Aoyama Hidenobu placed his hand on her thigh.

Although there were pants between them, the warm feeling was still clearly transmitted to her skin, making her feel numb and tingling. She felt ashamed, angry and nervous.

"Inspector... please don't do this, someone will see us." She pleaded in a trembling voice.

Seeing her like a punching bag, Qingshan Xiuxin knew what was going on, but he did not press on. Instead, he took his hand back and said apologetically, "Sorry, my hand slipped just now. Inspector Asakura, you won't think I'm a pervert, will you?"

He is not lustful, he just loves food. When he sees the plump abalone, he wants to eat it with heart and chew it slowly.

“No… I’m fine.” Asakura Yurong heaved a sigh of relief. She was naive and believed what Aoyama Hidenobu said. She thought she had misunderstood him and felt embarrassed. “I’m sorry, Inspector. I…”

"It's okay, it's human nature. I won't take it to heart." Aoyama Hidenobu patted her shoulder magnanimously, but he will take it to heart.

"Hi!" Asakura Yurong was very grateful. She felt that Aoyama Hidenobu was very easy to talk to and did not have the airs of a leader or a celebrity, which made her feel much more relaxed.

As an experienced person, Aoyama Hidenobu found it easy to deal with a simple girl like Asakura Yuito who had character flaws. With just a few words, he made the other party relax her guard and vigilance and quickly established a closer relationship with her.

At about nine o'clock, he left first.

"Everyone keep drinking. I have another arrest operation tonight, so I'll leave first. Bye."

"Hey! Inspector, slow down!"

Everyone stood up and bowed to see him off.

Asakura Yurong was still a little reluctant to leave. After all, she was not familiar with the others. She finally got to know Aoyama Hidenobu, who she had just become familiar with, but was about to leave again, which made her feel nervous and embarrassed as if she was left alone and helpless.

But to her surprise, after Aoyama Hidenobu left, other colleagues took the initiative to talk to her with a warm and friendly attitude, which made her relax again.

I feel that the atmosphere in the new unit is really good. The leader is gentle and not arrogant, my colleagues are friendly and honest, and my immediate boss always cares about his senior.

She really likes the new unit.

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At twelve o'clock in the morning, under the reflection of a full moon in the sky, the vast ocean is boundless and the waves are surging.

On the sea far away from the Japanese mainland, a medium-sized fishing boat was swaying slightly with the waves.

There were many figures on the deck, all of them were tall, blond-haired and blue-eyed Russians. Although they were wearing casual clothes, their every move revealed a military air.

Life is not easy, Russian soldiers are reselling weapons.

"Why haven't Sergey and the others arrived yet?"

A middle-aged man with a big belly frowned.

"Oh, Captain, here they come."

The young man holding a telescope next to him answered.

"Let me see." The pot-bellied middle-aged man grabbed the telescope and looked towards the dark sea. Sure enough, he saw lights in the distance approaching him.

He was immediately excited. "Guys, hurry up and move the stuff out. It's time to get paid!"

Everyone cheered and carried box after box filled with various guns onto the deck.

The light source was getting closer and closer to them, and soon they could see it without the telescope. It was also a fishing boat.

The other side flashed their lights at them three times.

They also flashed three times in response.

"It's Sergei and the others, bring the boat over!"

The pot-bellied middle-aged captain gave an order.

Running in both directions, the two fishing boats soon collided with each other. Sergei jumped directly onto the other boat and hugged the fat captain.

"Hi! Hans, it's been a long time!"

"Long time no see, Sergei. It seems that you have made a fortune in Japan. You are an enviable guy." The fat captain named Hans patted Sergei on the back.

Sergei let go of the other person, took out a cigarette and handed it to him, "We are going to get rich together."

"Hahahaha, you're right. Thank you for your concern." Hans took the cigarette and smiled. He turned around and pointed at the box on the nail plate. "Do you want to check the goods?"

"Of course, the rules can't be broken, right?"

Sergei shrugged and waved his hand, and a young man behind him came forward to check the guns.

Another younger brother handed over the money.

Naturally, someone from Hans's side also came up to check the money.

Suddenly, Hans noticed Nobita Ken behind Sergei, "Sergei, who is he?"

At the same time, one hand had already touched the waist.

"My partner in Japan, we need such a person." Sergei put his arm around Nobita Ken's shoulders and said with a smile, "Don't be so nervous about my friend. He is trustworthy. When I first met him, he was leading people to rob a money-carrying vehicle."

Nobita Ken bowed to Hans.

"That would be the best." Hans felt relieved after hearing this and lit a cigarette to enjoy it comfortably.

After all, a person who participates in a robbery may be an undercover agent of the police, but a person who leads and organizes a robbery can never be an undercover agent of the police!
(End of this chapter)