In Tokyo, a criminal

Chapter 490: Police forcefully break down the door, and discoveries inside the food factory (asking for monthly tickets)

A food factory that still doesn’t deserve to have a name.

A large group of armed police officers have blocked all entrances and exits and set up a cordon outside.

Such a big commotion attracted a lot of onlookers, and from a distance it looked like a sea of ​​people.

At this time, at the gate, the director of the factory security department was organizing a group of security guards and workers to confront the police.

"Get out of the way immediately! You are obstructing law enforcement!" Looking at this group of unruly people, Shinichi Nakamura, who was standing on the roof of the car, looked down at them and shouted sternly.

The burly head of the security department yelled with all his might, "We can't contact our boss. Without our boss's consent, no one of you is allowed to go in! We will lose our jobs!"

Others who were blocking the door also echoed this.

"That's right, who cares about the law? We don't even have food to eat, so why should we care about the law?"

"Everyone has held on! The boss can handle any big problem. If you hold on, you will get a raise. If you can't hold on, no one will get any salary this month!"

"Baka!" Seeing these people dare to incite other workers to resist law enforcement in front of him, Nakamura Shinichi was furious and ordered directly, "I'm warning you one last time, get out of the way!"

"No! If you have the guts, just step over us! Let everyone see how the police bully people!" The head of the security department was fearless, thinking that the police would not dare to use force in public.

Shinichi Nakamura glanced at him coldly, then waved his hand and said a few words to a subordinate.

The subordinate immediately nodded and turned away.

Afterwards, a group of policemen held hands and formed a tight human wall along the cordon. It seemed that they were maintaining order and preventing accidents, but in fact they were using their bodies to block the view of the onlookers and interfere with the reporters' shooting angles.

"Arrest all those who resist the law!" After seeing the human wall organized, Shinichi Nakamura gave an order directly.

"Da da da da..."

Accompanied by a burst of neat, rapid and powerful footsteps, three teams of mobile police wearing helmets and armed with explosion-proof shields and batons immediately began to force their way through.

He held the explosion-proof shield in his hand forward to push the workers who were blocking the way back, while with the baton in his other hand he hit the workers brutally and mercilessly.

They are professionals in suppressing the people!
Otherwise, what is the point of so much training?

"Ah! Someone is being beaten! The police are beating people!"

"Why do you hit people...ah!"

The three teams of mobile police were like wolves among a flock of sheep, killing gods and Buddhas without any hindrance. Some security guards tried to resist, but they were quickly beaten to a bloody pulp by the police's well-trained tactics.

Screams, curses, and wails were all mixed together.

"Why do you hit people? Police officers can't hit people!"

"Why don't you let us watch? You are enforcing the law violently! I will definitely file a complaint against you!"

Listening to the screams inside, the onlookers outside were filled with indignation. After all, the head follows the butt, and as ordinary people, they naturally stand on the side of ordinary people and of course protest against the police's use of violence.

If they encourage the police's arrogance, the same tactics might be used on them tomorrow.

However, Shinichi Nakamura turned a deaf ear to the chaotic noise. Seeing the workers who were blocking the gate falling down or running away, he immediately ordered the criminal police to enter.

The brigade's criminal police equipped with guns and carrying various professional equipment immediately rushed in and took control of various locations.

The first to be affected are naturally office buildings.

"Bang!"

"Don't move! Police!"

"Police! Stay where you are and put your hands up!"

In the president's office, the head of the food factory was sweating profusely as he prepared to call Matsushita Toyoyu to report the latest situation here, but because he was too nervous, his fingers were shaking and he dialed the wrong number several times.

Just when he finally dialed the right number, with a clang, the office door was kicked open and several policemen rushed in and pressed him on the table.

"Hello? Hello? Speak!"

Panasonic Toyoyu's voice came from the receiver.

"I've been caught!" the president screamed.

"du~du~du~"

Upon hearing this, Matsushita Toyoyu hung up the phone immediately.

"Bang!" The leading policeman grabbed the ashtray and smashed it on the president's mouth, making the mouth bloody.

At the police headquarters, Fujimoto Takaei called Aoyama Hidenobu to his office and asked, "You surrounded a food factory?"

"Hey! That food factory may be involved in organ trafficking." Aoyama Hidenobu replied.

"Do you have any definite evidence?" Fujimoto Takaei frowned, and then talked about the reason why he was asking about this. "Just now, the chairman of the Hokkaido Public Security Committee called me and said that the food factory is our local star enterprise, and asked us to withdraw our people immediately to avoid any adverse effects." The Hokkaido Public Security Committee is specifically responsible for supervising and leading the Hokkaido Police Headquarters. Naturally, Fujimoto Takaei dared not disobey the order given by his superior.

"It's too late. Our people have already gone in to search. Because the food factory workers were resisting the law violently, mobile police were used to clear the way at the scene." Aoyama Hidenobu, who had just received the latest developments before coming, reported calmly.

Hearing this, Fujimoto Takaei's brows furrowed even deeper. Since the police had used force to break in, if they withdrew without finding anything, public opinion would be very unfavorable to the police.

But if they find out something...will it be more disadvantageous to the police? After all, the Public Security Committee Chairman personally intervened in this matter. If the food factory is really related to organ trafficking, does it have anything to do with him?
Aoyama Hidenobu naturally saw Fujimoto Takaei's concerns and comforted him, "Director, I think this matter is probably not closely related to the Public Security Commission, otherwise you wouldn't be so unaware of it. The chairman may be completely unaware of organ trafficking and is only intervening out of personal preference."

When Fujimoto Takaei heard this, his frown gradually relaxed. Indeed, although the Public Security Commission has great power, the actual embodiment of power is still in the hands of their police. If the Public Security Commission is involved in organ trafficking, it would be safer to drag him, the head of the police headquarters, into the water at all costs!

“However, since he was able to persuade the chairman to issue such a strong order, it shows that the person behind the organ trafficking case is not simple, and is definitely not just the president of a small food factory.” Fujimoto Takaei said with a breath.

Aoyama Hidenobu nodded. "The director has a keen eye. He saw through the essence of things at a glance. That's right. The police at the scene said that the president of the food factory was on the phone before he was arrested. After he was arrested, he said to the person on the other end of the phone that he was arrested. I have asked someone to check who is using that number."

"We must find strong evidence from the food factory to prove that they are involved in organ trafficking!" Fujimoto Takaei said firmly. If the evidence is found, the Public Security Committee can naturally be explained.

If they cannot find evidence, they have offended the chairman this time, and the chairman will certainly find ways to make things difficult for them. He has the power to do so.

Aoyama Hidenobu nodded solemnly: "Hi!"

"Dingle bell! Dingle bell!"

At this moment, the landline phone on the desk rang.

Fujimoto Takaei took a look and hung up directly, because he guessed that it must be the chairman calling again.

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Hokkaido University Hospital.

Toyohiro Matsushita sat in the office in a daze.

From the moment the police broke into the food factory, he knew that the secret could not be hidden.

The last reminder the food factory president gave him on the phone also made him realize that he would inevitably attract police investigation, because the police could easily find out that the food factory president was talking to him on the phone.

If he runs away now, he still has time and can become a rich man abroad before the police catch him.

But Panasonic Toyoyu is not willing to give up!
He looked around, looking at the spacious office and gradually clenched his fists. How much sweat had he put in to go from an ordinary doctor to where he is today?

But once he goes abroad, although he is not short of money, all the achievements and social status gained through years of hard work will vanish into thin air. For someone like him, what he needs is no longer money, but a sense of accomplishment and a higher status.

What's more, his son was harmed by that guy Aoyama Hidenobu, and he has not yet avenged him. How can he be willing to leave the country where he has lived for decades?

Of course, the most important point is that he still had hope. Apart from a phone call, the police had no definite evidence to prove that he was also involved in organ trafficking.

As long as the president of the food factory takes everything on himself or dies without any evidence, theoretically, even if we know that he is a suspect, there is no evidence to do anything to him.

Matsushita Toyoyu's face was uncertain. After a while, he let out a breath, picked up the phone and called his personal lawyer, saying, "President Tomi of XX Food Co., Ltd. has been arrested by the police. Go see him and tell him to shut up. His family has no worries about food and clothing. If he dares to talk nonsense, his family will be in danger."

He paused for a moment, then continued in a low voice: "If he doesn't have the confidence to keep his mouth shut, then please tell him to shut up forever."

The safety of the food factory president's wife, children and elders was used to force him to commit suicide. As long as he died, everything would be over.

"Hi!" the private lawyer responded.

Inside the food factory, the police's large-scale search is still going on. Thanks to their hard work, they finally found something unusual in the office building that was the focus of attention.

According to a manager who gained great enlightenment during a temporary interrogation, the office building's underground garage has two floors, but only one is in use. The elevators and stairs on the surface can only go down to the basement level. To reach the basement level 2, one has to go down the stairs behind a secret door on the basement level.

Shinichi Nakamura personally led his team to the mysterious underground second floor, which contained several high-standard operating rooms, all equipped with the most advanced medical equipment.

In addition, there is a cold storage room, in which separate containers are filled with human organs preserved in various ways, including hearts, kidneys, livers... Each organ is labeled with some detailed data information.

There was also a room where seven or eight men and women were chained up. According to the manager on the second floor below ground, these people were organ trees used for organ harvesting. They were all kidnapped from outside, and this dirty work was usually done by the food factory's security department.

In this dark basement.

Over the years, countless innocent people’s organs have been removed and transplanted into the bodies of rich people.

Several clean and tidy operating rooms appear spotless, but in fact they are covered in blood and filled with the souls of the wronged.

"Where are the doctors? Where do the doctors who remove organs come from?" Shinichi Nakamura asked a very crucial question. This kind of work requires very high skills and experience from the doctor, and not everyone can do it.

Judging from the professionalism of this place, he felt that there must be a large hospital supporting it.

The manager shook his head repeatedly. "I really don't know, but I know that most organs were sent to Hokkaido University Hospital for transplantation. So I personally guess that the doctor who removed the organs here might also be from that hospital. Only our president knows more information."

"Damn it!" Nakamura cursed with gritted teeth when he heard it. He had almost figured out the whole story of the case. He took a deep breath and said, "Seal off the scene, secure the evidence, and take all the personnel back for interrogation and screening!"

The reason why even ordinary workers have to be brought back is to prevent someone from passing themselves off as an ordinary worker and escaping punishment. In ancient times, when a war was about to be lost, the generals would disguise themselves as ordinary soldiers and escape.

"Hi!"

(End of this chapter)