In Tokyo, a criminal

Chapter 502: The Wind of Freedom and Democracy, My Friend’s Daughter (asking for monthly tickets)

A private room in a bar.

Shinichi Nakamura pushed the door open and saw Ken Nobita, Jack and the other two who had arrived earlier and were waiting.

"Inspector Nakamura, long time no see." Nobi Kura Ken immediately smiled and stood up to greet him.

Jack and the other two also put down their cards and stood up.

Shinichi Nakamura just nodded reservedly, stretched out his hand and shook his, "It's been a long time."

"Nakamura-kun, let me introduce you to these three friends from the United States." Nobita Ken introduced Jack, "Jack, my brother, the right-hand man of the second-in-command of the New York Titan Gang!"

"Hello." Jack extended his hand to Shinichi Nakamura.

Shinichi Nakamura just glanced at him without shaking hands. He walked straight to the sofa, sat down, crossed his legs, and said, "Please sit wherever you want."

Jack and the other two were a little annoyed by his arrogant attitude, but they could only bear it.

After all, you are in a foreign country and you still need help from others.

"Jack, Inspector Nakamura is the head of the First Investigation Division of the Criminal Department of the Hokkaido Police Headquarters. He is also the right-hand man of Inspector Masaru Aoyama. He is a young talent with a bright future." Nobita Ken sat down next to Nakamura Shinji, poured him wine and flattered him in a flattering manner.

Shinichi Nakamura smiled reservedly, took the wine glass handed to him and took a sip, "It's not that exaggerated. It's all thanks to Superintendent Aoyama's support and giving me the opportunity to stand out. Otherwise, I wouldn't be where I am today."

"Yes, yes, everyone knows that Superintendent Aoyama is famous for his love of supporting talented people! I suggest that we all toast to Superintendent Aoyama together." Nobi Kura Ken said.

Since they were planning to open up a market in Hokkaido and were preparing to cooperate with the police, Jack and the other two naturally took the time during the day to get to know the main police officers of the Hokkaido Police Headquarters, and had a general understanding of what kind of person Aoyama Hidenobu was.

So they all raised their glasses together to show their respect and toast to Aoyama Hidenobu, who was not present tonight.

After drinking it all in one gulp, Shinichi Nakamura put down his glass, took out his cigarette case, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

Nobita Ken quickly bent down to help him light it.

"Huh..." Nakamura Shinichi maintained his arrogance from beginning to end. He didn't say thank you. He looked accustomed to it, exhaled smoke, didn't even look at anyone, and said lightly: "Nobi-kun asked me to come here tonight for more than just a drink, right?"

His mouth made Jack feel sick.

I really want him to have a taste of an atomic bomb.

"Sure enough, we can't hide it from Inspector Nakamura's sharp eyes!" Nobita laughed, and poured him a glass of wine attentively. He pointed at Jack and said, "The Titans want to expand into the Japanese market. It's not easy to do business these days, so they want to seek protection from the police."

"Titan Gang... Ha." Shinichi Nakamura glanced at Jack and smiled contemptuously, "It's not a legitimate business, right? Tell me about it first."

"Oh, gun." Nobi Kura Ken said simply, with a horrifying meaning.

Shinichi Nakamura frowned when he heard this.

Jack and the other two were also very worried.

Before Nakamura Shinichi could speak, Nobita Ken said quickly, "Of course, they will not let you worry about them in vain. The benefits they should give you will be greater than those given by the local forces. I hope that Inspector Nakamura will take care of them."

Shinichi Nakamura still didn't express his opinion. After a moment's silence, he shook his head and said, "No."

Since Nobita Ken had already been prepared before coming, Jack was disappointed when he heard that drug trafficking was prohibited, but he did not make a fuss.

Gun trafficking is also a big business as long as it can be done under the protection of the police, he said: "Of course, we fully respect your opinion, but what about gun trafficking?"

Guns are banned in Japan, and it is well known that one can make a lot of money by going against local laws.

"Mr. Jack, we in Japan are experiencing economic pains, and public security is not very good. It is difficult for our police to take care of everyone. I think people really need a gun to protect themselves." Shinichi Nakamura smiled and said calmly.

Jack was overjoyed. "Yes, I think so too. Look at us in the United States. Everyone has a gun and everyone has the ability to defend themselves! Depriving people of the right to bear arms is not free and democratic."

Free America, gun battles every day.

"Come on, let's toast and let the wind of freedom and democracy blow to Japan!" said Ken Nobikura.

"No hurry." Nakamura Shinichi shook his head and narrowed his eyes. "Japan has very strict control over guns. I alone cannot handle such a big business like yours. If you want to make money in Japan, you must abide by Japanese rules. First, pay a sum of money to show your sincerity, and then pay another sum every month in the future."

"Of course, of course. The gift has been prepared long ago." Nobita Ken put down the wine glass in his hand and waved to Jack, "Hurry up and take it out."

Jack quickly picked up the bulging suitcase at his feet and placed it on the coffee table. With a snap, the lid opened to reveal a box of neatly stacked US dollars.

"Here is one million, not much. As long as the cooperation is achieved, there will be more in the future." Jack pointed at the cash box and looked at Shinichi Nakamura and said. At this moment, he finally regained some momentum and waited to see Shinichi Nakamura's true colors.

But Nakamura Shinichi didn't react at all. He just said lightly, "It's not much."

The expression on Jack's face suddenly froze.

"Let's stop here. Someone will come to collect the money later. Don't contact me if you have nothing to do. Just give the money to him every month." Nakamura Shinichi put out the cigarette in his hand, stood up, and walked out without looking back. "Don't you want to have a few more drinks before leaving?" Nobi Kura Ken quickly stood up, nodded, bowed, and humbly helped him open the door of the private room, "Inspector Nakamura, please go slowly."

"Shit! How arrogant! That damn guy doesn't even take us seriously!"

Jack, who was holding his anger in for the whole time, suddenly raised his head, poured a glass of wine into his mouth, and cursed.

"Because we begged him." Nobita Ken closed the door and went back to sit down, comforting him: "He not only represents him, but the entire Hokkaido police system is behind him. Of course, they won't take us seriously."

He paused for a moment, then changed the subject, "Although he is arrogant, he is still very reliable. He will do his job if he is paid. Otherwise, I would not be so lucky to escape arrest every time."

"Knock knock knock!" Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Nobita Ken shouted casually, "Come in."

Then a fat, pale young man in a flowered shirt pushed the door open and walked in. He bowed with an obscene smile, "Inspector Nakamura asked me to come get something."

"I'm here to get the money." Nobita Ken translated for Jack, then closed the cash box and handed it to the fat man, saying, "Tell Inspector Nakamura that this is just an appetizer, and there will be a big meal later."

The Titans and other American gangs attracted to Hokkaido were the subsequent feast.

"Hi!" The fat man took the cash box, nodded, bowed with a smile, closed the door and left in a hurry.

Nobita Ken let out a breath, turned around and looked at the three people and said, "Anyway, the money has been successfully sent out, and we have also received a reply from Shinichi Nakamura. We can send a batch of goods to Hokkaido to test the waters first."

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It was noon, and the sunlight outside the window shone through the gaps in the curtains onto the face of Aoyama Hidenobu who was sleeping soundly.

He was holding a woman in his arms, and on the ground were scattered military uniforms, stockings, underwear and his suit.

Suddenly, his eyelids moved, and then he woke up completely and sat up in bed. He glanced at the clock on the opposite wall and it was almost ten o'clock in the morning.

Aoyama Hidenobu rubbed his brows. He drank a little too much last night and stayed overnight at the Northern Command Headquarters. This seemed to be Ueda Hikotoshi's lounge?

"Officer Qingshan, you are awake."

The graceful and beautiful female soldier next to her also woke up and grabbed a corner of the quilt to cover her body.

"I'm already late for work!"

Aoyama Hidenobu muttered to himself, and then hugged the young female soldier and lay back down amid her screams, saying in a frivolous tone: "Then go to work in the afternoon, and continue to fuck you now."

I have to say, being a female soldier is really good.

They also need training regularly, but the intensity is lower. They maintain a good figure and you can vaguely see the muscle lines. The key is that they have better physical strength.

Can be fully automatic.

"Knock, knock, knock!" Just as Aoyama Hidenobu was in-depth instructing the female soldiers on fighting techniques, there was a knock on the door.

He casually called out, "Come in."

This is the private lounge in Ueda Hikotoshi's office. Who else could have knocked on the door except him?
Aoyama Hidenobu was always very generous and didn't mind letting his friends see his heroic figure training soldiers for him.

The next second, the door opened, and a woman in military uniform looked at the scene in front of her in shock.

She was about 30 years old, holding the rank of second-class lieutenant colonel, and was about 1.7 meters tall. Her tight military uniform was supported by her plump chest, which formed a graceful arc. The full moon wrapped in military pants outlined a round curve. She had the heroic demeanor of a soldier, and the mature style of a married woman between her brows.

"Who are you?" Aoyama Hidenobu, who was galloping on his horse while holding the female soldier's ponytail, asked in confusion.

"Bakayaloo!" The female officer cursed in anger and shame, turned around quickly with a red face, and said through gritted teeth: "I know you, Aoyama Hidenobu, why are you in my father's lounge? And you did such a ridiculous thing! Does my father know?"

"So she is Ueda-kun's beloved daughter. Of course your father knows about it. He arranged this woman for me." Aoyama Hidenobu suddenly realized and was also surprised. Ueda Hikotoshi was so noble, but he could give birth to such a beautiful daughter. Was he cheated on?

"Nonsense! My dad is not that kind of person!" the female officer retorted. She was a little crazy when she heard the continuous applause. "Asshole, stop it now!"

"Ms. Ueda, the arrow is on the string and must be shot!" Aoyama Hidenobu continued indifferently.

Ueda Kanon cursed and slammed the door shut. Listening to the lewd sounds from inside, her face flushed and her pretty face was burning. Her body felt a little weak as she leaned against the door, taking deep breaths to suppress the heat in her heart.

That guy is really... fierce.

"Hana, why are you here?"

When Ueda Hikotoshi walked into the office, he was a little surprised to see his daughter. When he heard the sound coming from the lounge, his face immediately turned red and he was very embarrassed.

(End of this chapter)