Tokyo Detective

Chapter 166 It’s time to fight back
In Shinjuku Ward, Tokyo Broadcasting Corporation is a 40-year-old news company with branches in major cities throughout Japan, many of which are foreign employees.

In the office of the Secretary of the Interior, a middle-aged man named William Roosevelt was playing with a pen. When he saw the photo sent by an old friend, he suddenly laughed out loud.

"It's really annoying to see them jumping out like cockroaches. Can't you just keep silent and not cause trouble to others? Aren't you Japanese people most afraid of causing trouble to others?"

The situation is very good now. William Roosevelt really doesn't care about the newly jumped cockroaches. He will kill them one by one if they dare to show up. Anyway, Yoshizawa Hiroshi is not the only one he has as a backup. He just contacts him frequently because the other party is useful.

With a sound of breaking through the air, a fountain pen hit the portrait of Yukiko Muromachi, and most of the pen sank into the wooden board. It can be imagined that William Roosevelt's control over power reached a subtle level.

"Now that we have dealt with the queen, it's the king's turn next."

The photo of Naoki Hanyu was hung alone, and all the photos around it were crossed out with Xs. The meaning was very clear.

As it is getting close to the end of the get off work day in the evening, most of the police officers at Daejeon General Police Station relax a bit and do not want any cases to come to them at this time.

Suddenly, two black cars drove into the parking lot, and a team of men and women in suits walked into the General Administration in an orderly manner. Their neat steps revealed their capable temperament. This was a team that made people shudder.

Special Investigation Department. Special Direct Report Team

This is a special department responsible for handling "special direct complaints" involving corruption and bribery by politicians, crimes by judges, crimes by senior police officers, etc.

What is special direct reporting? It is a procedure for reporting criminal acts of specific senior officials or public servants. Different from criminal reporting, it is more confidential and targeted, and even the sentencing does not need to be explained to the outside world.

Therefore, although the number of people in the Special Direct Report Team only accounts for a small number of the Special Investigation Department, they are definitely the most elite personnel in the department.

The sound of leather shoes continued to be heard, and no one in the police station dared to stop them until Deputy Chief Sakata Ryoma brought his men out.

"Everyone, may I ask why you are here?"

The middle-aged man in the lead is the leader of the special direct reporting team, Kaito Momoi, who is 48 years old this year.

"Deputy Director Sakata, I'm really sorry. This case is a special direct complaint, so you just need to cooperate and don't have to do anything. Let's continue."

As soon as he finished speaking, the special direct report class passed through the people blocking the road and tried to move forward, but they were stopped again, this time by Naoki Hanyu.

"Everyone, just in case, please show your identification. The inside of the police station is a restricted area, and we cannot let unidentified people in."

Such an attitude made some young prosecutors particularly dissatisfied. A mere middle-level policeman dared to stop these elites, but was stopped by Momoi Kaito.

"Show proof of employment, don't waste time."

The prosecutors took out their work certificates, wasting less than 30 seconds.

When Momoi Kaito passed by Hanyu Naoki, he nodded with a smile on his face, without any emotional fluctuations throughout the whole process.

The opponent was more difficult than Hanyu Naoki had expected, and he realized that he was not coming towards him. The direction he was heading was probably Yukiko Muromachi.

Naoki Hanyu picked up his phone and dialed the other party's number. They were barely allies.

Yukiko Muromachi was working in the office at the time. After receiving the call, she deleted some sensitive information without hesitation. The special direct report team was looking for her. She didn't need to guess what the possibilities were.

While Yukiko Muromachi was still deleting files, the office door was suddenly pushed open. Two female prosecutors stopped Yukiko Muromachi's behavior, and other prosecutors took the laptop and handed it to Kaito Momoi.

Momoi Kaito opened a few files and didn't waste any more time seeing that they were not the files he wanted. He took out some reporting materials in a serious tone.

"Muromachi Yukiko, we have received a special report that you have embezzled police funds and used the opportunity to collect kickbacks from businesses to make money. Please come back with me."

Yukiko Muromachi frowned upon hearing this, and was stunned when she saw the so-called evidence. There was actually something wrong with the account, but she clearly did not do it, which meant that one of her subordinates did it secretly, and now it has become evidence to report her.

No matter what Yukiko Muromachi considers, she has to follow the other party to the Special Investigation Department, and she will not be able to get away for a few days at most.

Soon, Yukiko Muromachi was taken away in public. Naoki Hanyu was indifferent to it. Since some guys had taken action, he had to fight back. The revenge for the burned house had to be avenged. If the tiger doesn't show its power, he is Hello Kitty.

At 8: p.m., Kamakura Police Station

Brian Fox followed the lawyer out of the police station and then went to the black bridge car waiting for him. The driver was a big white man with brown hair and a muscular body.

"Mason, why is it you? Aren't you afraid of being exposed?"

The man named Mason laughed.

"Of course, it's because I'm leaving the country just like you. I heard that things got too bad a while ago, so we old guys have to leave the country, and there will be some newcomers to take our place. Now I'm taking you to a safe house, and you can be arranged to return home by tomorrow night at the latest."

Upon hearing this, Brian Fox hugged his comrade. They had known each other for almost 10 years and were old friends who left their homeland together.

"It's great to be able to return home. Let the newcomers clean up the mess. Hahaha."

"You are so mean. When the time comes, our two families will go traveling together. Your daughter and my son may even get to know each other better. These years will be enough for us to buy a house in Los Angeles and live a rich life."

"California is not good. I heard that wildfires have been severe in recent years."

Mason retorted.

"What are you afraid of? The house we bought is in a wealthy area. It's not like those poor neighborhoods in Hawaii where no one would feel sorry if it burned down. Even if the whole of Los Angeles burned down, it might not burn down our house. And don't forget to buy insurance."

"That's true. Pay more for insurance to get peace of mind. The insurance company won't refund the money, right? Haha."

The two chatted and laughed happily as they fantasized about the future, and soon they arrived at the Yoshikura-cho apartment building in Yokosuka City. Less than a kilometer to the north was Yokosuka Port, where the America naval base was located.

For these agents and spies, the army of their motherland gives them a rare sense of security.

After Mason settled Brian Fox, he said goodbye. He wanted to have some fun in the last few days. It must be said that the feeling of being a neon gigolo was so great that he couldn't leave.

"Young people, don't be sad anymore. I say young people, sit up from the ground. I say, young people, you are in a new city."

Mason sang and shook his hips, and when he opened the car door and was about to get in, a familiar sense of crisis suddenly came over him.

As an agent, Mason trusts his intuition very much.

Unfortunately, when he just took out the pistol from his waist, a metal fist smashed his pistol and hit him hard in the face.

In just a moment, Mason felt like he was hit by a truck. His eyes rolled back and he fell into unconsciousness. The skin on his facial features was torn by the punch, revealing his white bones.

A cold voice came out.

"Capture a pawn first."

The person who came was Naoki Hanyu who had been following him. There was no way he would let go of Brian Fox who had been exposed.

The man who was knocked down made him feel physically uncomfortable. Could this guy be a gay?

(End of this chapter)