In the world of Kexue, I want to lie down every day

Walking through the corridor, I saw unsightly scenes from some private rooms with doors that were not closed tightly. Those scenes could not help but make a few people who had not been exposed to them feel physically uncomfortable.

Until he entered a private room, the first thing he saw was cigarettes and wine on the coffee table. Hayakawa Tani was not restrained at all. He sat down behind Kurosawa, crossed his legs, and then asked everyone to sit down, although except for them No one sat down anymore...

"This is a new product, do you want to try it?" Kurosawa took a cigarette from the plate and handed it to Hayakawa Tani.

Everyone present knew what this cigarette was. Looking at the smiling Hayakawatani, they couldn't help but look a little more serious, but they couldn't let Hayakawatani not pick it up.

"It's cigarettes again." He reached out to take it and blocked it when the other party handed him a lighter. "I like to use matches."

"Everyone has their own preferences." Kurosawa smiled and put away the lighter, but he had no intention of touching the cigarette.

Hayakawatani didn't care. He took out a match from his arms and lit a cigarette. After lighting the cigarette, he flicked his hand to put out the match. He took a puff of the cigarette and took it out. He puffed out the smoke and frowned slightly.

Kurosawa's smile deepened as he looked at Hayakawaya's skilled posture.

"Not to your liking?"

"I got this from Cripple, right?" Hayakawa Tani pressed the cigarette directly, "It tastes exactly the same, or did you get the formula from him?"

Lame people are like the nickname. Someone who used to work in this industry had his leg broken and has been lame ever since. They just broke it off and sent him to eat pork chop rice some time ago.

"Can you taste this?" Kurosawa raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he heard something interesting.

"He likes adulteration. It's okay for you to use this to deceive ordinary people." He took a bottle of wine from the table, opened it, poured a third of it into the cup, picked it up and smelled it, "Just use it to fool me." ”

After speaking, he took a sip and looked at Kurosawa: "This stuff is good."

"How dare I fool brother Uesugi? This is not a joke." Kurosawa finally believed the man in front of him.

"It's just a test." Hayakawa handed the wine glass to Nakamura Juichi and let him feel it, "If you don't taste it on the first puff, your gun will go off in the next second, right?"

"No, no, no, we're all one of our own, how could we do this?" Kurosawa, who had guessed what he was thinking, said calmly, secretly thinking that Uesugi was indeed notoriously difficult to deal with.

Nakamura Shu took the wine glass and smelled it. The aroma of wine first hit his nose. After shaking it for a few times, he handed it to his subordinates to heat it up.

"Is this?" Kurosawa was stunned when he saw the actions of several people.

"Second confirmation." Hayakawaya leaned lazily on the sofa.

After the heated wine passed through the nose again, there was a faint milky aroma. Several people present instantly determined the type. Hayakawaya himself was exposed to many of these when he was undercover, so he could determine the type as soon as he took it in. However, in order to ensure accuracy , or it will be reheated once.

Nakamura Shu nodded towards Hayakawatani, who turned to look at Kurosawa.

"The goods are good." As long as the sale is confirmed, there is no need to worry about the rest.

After having the system send an action message to Ueno Koji, Hayakawaya's smile became even brighter when he looked at Kurosawa. Damn it, no matter how clever this bitch is, can he outsmart him?

"If I want spot goods, how many do you have?" He took out the cigarette from his arms, lit it and put it in his mouth, tapping his fingers on his knees to count the time.

"I have as much as you want." Kurosawa's expression was meaningful.

Hayakawaya lowered his head and smiled, licking his back molars. Under the cover of the smoke, his face was blurred for a moment.

"So there is a warehouse here?" It would be easier if there is a warehouse.

"Then you can't tell Uesugi." Kurosawa laughed.

"Really?" As the last puff of smoke was exhaled, Hayakawa Tani put the cigarette butt into the ashtray, picked up the wine bottle on the table and threw it directly at Kurosawa.

Next to him, Nakamura Shu suddenly jumped up and suppressed the bald man who came in with them. The personnel immediately dispersed to suppress the prisoner closest to them. Matsuda Jinpei directly knocked over one of them and removed his arm smoothly.

"This kind of prisoner must be subdued with one move. To be on the safe side, remove the arms and remove the legs. We will take over!" ’

This was what Hayakawa Tani specifically told them before bringing them in, and these people used it very well, unloading where they should.

Datehan's fall was even more clean and tidy. He was also dislocated when he fell, and he lost the ability to move while lying on the ground. Although Hagiwara Kenji expressed his apology, he did not stop at all.

Seeing someone holding a gun and about to shoot Takagi Wataru, Matsuda Jinpei picked up a wine glass and smashed it.

"Squat down pink hair!"

Takagi Wataru instantly squatted down and the wine glass hit the target!

‘Don’t call the other party’s name when you come in. You can call them hair color, but don’t call them by name. ’

I have to say that Matsuda Jinpei really implemented Hayakawa Tani's words.

There is a bit of trouble at Nakamura Juichi's place, which is closest to the door. No one can get out. Otherwise, no matter how many people there are in Ueno Koji, they will be trapped in the middle and unable to escape.

Nearly half of the people present were top students from the police academy, and more than half were professionals, so it was handled very quickly. Kurosawa was directly stripped of his coat and trousers by Hayakawa Tani.

Seeing this skillful binding technique, the two familiar people couldn't help but twitch the corners of their mouths. This scene, how can I put it, is embarrassing and extremely familiar...

"Do you want to keep someone?" Nakamura Shu raised his eyes and glanced at Hayakawa Tani.

"I won't stay." Without hesitation, he knocked the tied man unconscious with his palm.

Immediately afterwards, other people also raised their hands, and several people stared at the prisoners who had been beaten unconscious and piled together. Isn't it true that the organized crime countermeasures section is so wild?

"Um, have you always been like this?" Takagi Wataru swallowed, pointed to the pile on the floor, and looked at Hayakawa Tani who was clapping his hands.

"Don't you think it saves trouble and effort?" Hayakawa Ya picked up the gun on the ground, checked it and then loaded it. "Besides, he hasn't entered the station yet. Why does he care about me if he faints?"

Takagi Shita opened his mouth. He thought it made sense but felt something was wrong. What was going on?

Nakamura Shuichi helplessly raised his forehead and said: "Don't imitate him, he is all wrong."

After hearing this, Hayakawa rolled his eyes, and Nakamura Shu curled his lips. Although it was wrong, they were happy to use it, but they must not let other departments learn this thing. They organized the crime countermeasures class and had to put a label on it.

Hayakawaya didn't refute, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Let's go, it's time to meet the people outside."

"Would you like to guess how many people will stop us this time?" Hayakawa turned his attention to Nakamura Juichi.

"It doesn't matter how much he does, it's enough to get out of the way anyway." Nakamura Shu curled his lips, checked the gun in his hand, and then loaded it.

"You guys still remember how to shoot, right?" Hayakawaya smiled brightly, "Don't be soft-hearted later~"