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

When he was transferred to the interrogation room of the General Affairs Office, Hidero Nakahara was not surprised. He knew that he could not escape the moment he knew that the Organized Crime Countermeasures Section came. Although they were from Countermeasures Section 4, they were nothing but theirs. It's just a delaying tactic.

Looking at Yasunari Inoue and Koji Ueno in front of him, Hidero Nakahara curled his lips, his eyes swept across the single-sided glass of the interrogation room, and finally returned to the two of them.

"Hayakawa Valley must be dead."

"Who told you that Hayakawa is dead?" Ueno Koji raised his eyes and looked at the man who killed his friend, "Brain is a disease and needs to be cured."

"If he hadn't died, he would have come to see me a long time ago." He and Hayakawa Tani have fought so many times in the past few years. With his temperament, he would definitely come on the first day he came in, instead of coming over and over again. Tell him not to meet.

"You know him well." Ueno Hongji snorted, turning his head and exchanging glances with Inoue Yasunari.

"Nakamura Jukiichi is dead, too." Nakahara Hidero leaned on his chair, looking lazily like he was here to chat, not like a criminal who was about to be convicted.

"He's still somewhat useful, he's not as useless as he thought."

"Speaking of waste, I think you are a waste." Yasunari Inoue stood up and spread a piece of drawing in front of Hidero Nakahara. Koji Ueno immediately handed over a red marker.

In front of Hidero Nakahara, he circled the drawing and said, "We lost this one three years ago and only led two teams. This one was also led by Hayakawa himself three years ago, and this one is from abroad. I lead the team, oh yes, this and this, the team led by Ueno and Nakamura..."

"His move is quite heart-wrenching." Shuaki Takizawa, who was next door, couldn't help laughing when he saw Inoue Yasunari's actions, "Hidero Nakahara is probably going to be angry to death."

"Doesn't he deserve to be angry to death?" Fukada Shohei tilted his head, "But if you want to be angry to death, it is best to wait until the person is sentenced before dying, otherwise we will waste so much manpower and material resources."

There are also people who died in the line of duty.

"There are so many circles, does it look familiar?" Yasunari Inoue raised an eyebrow, closed the pen cap and straightened up, "This time I haven't counted it yet, do you need me to count it together?"

Hidero Nakahara's face darkened the second he started writing. He looked at the red circled area on the drawing and his facial muscles twitched a few times. How could he not look familiar? It was so familiar. The circled areas were all His stronghold has been destroyed over the years!

"Not only does he look familiar, he is so familiar that I have remembered it in my head and hated him to death." Ueno Koji sneered. They had sorted this thing out overnight just to mess with Hidero Nakahara in the interrogation room. Bundle.

"Do you think you won?" Nakahara Hidero sneered, "You think it's over if you convict me? Even if you convict me, there are too many people like me in the world. You can't catch them all. Human greed can only It’s going to get bigger and bigger.”

"What's more, Hayakawa Tani is also dead, and Nakamura Juichi is also dead. How about it? Doesn't it feel good to be betrayed by one of your own? Huh?"

Speaking of the latter part, Hidero Nakahara laughed out loud. So what if he was convicted? He was not the only person who was buying and selling in this world. Even if he died, there would be another person to take over.

But what he was most satisfied with was that Nakamura Shuichi killed Hayakawa Tani. This feeling of being betrayed by one of his own people was tantamount to a knife being inserted into the flesh and then smashing the internal organs.

"Then do you think you won?" Inoue Yasunari turned to look at the man who had shaved his head.

"I won!" The man spread his hands and looked indifferent, "I dragged the people from the Metropolitan Police Department into the water, and I also killed your people. I just lost some manpower and money, so much more. It’s a great deal for me to support you!”

He is not greedy at all. It was worth it to win over so many people, especially Hayakawa Gu, who should have died long ago! Before he died, he felt extremely relieved when he saw that the thorn in his side was gone.

"Trading in power and money, illegal smuggling, manufacturing and trafficking, violent organized crime, illegal possession of firearms, and murder of serving police officers." At the last sentence, Inoue Yasunari clenched his fist and then unclenched, "For so many years, death You must have lost count of the people in your hands."

Hidero Nakahara tilted his head and curled his lips, looking indifferent. People in this business only care about money and power. What is human life? Can you get them what they want?

"But you're overthinking it."

When the man looked up at Inoue Yasunari, Ueno Koji completed the rest of his words.

"Hayakawa is not dead."

In the man's shocked eyes, he continued: "The trash you are talking about has feelings."

"Fuck!" The man was instantly furious, "Impossible! He..."

"He used to be a policeman." Ueno Koji looked at him expressionlessly. "His certificate and trophies are still hanging in the office. He also has more than a dozen medals at home, with a gun on his head. He can negotiate with a straight face, he has saved countless people, and he has sent countless criminals into prison."

"Hidero Nakahara, who do you think you are? Hiding behind others, like a shameless piece of trash, stepping on human lives to get to this point. Who is more trash?"

Ueno Koji would rather say that Nakamura Shuichi is a policeman, but Nakamura's career has come to an end since he attacked Yamamoto Tatsumi.

"You were the one who organized the opening of the market in Southeast Asia nineteen years ago. You don't have to make excuses. We have already obtained the evidence."

Inoue Yasunari was too lazy to talk nonsense to Hidero Nakahara. He listed the other party's evidence one by one. It was just a moment of resentment that they had endured for too long.

With sufficient evidence, Hidero Nakahara has no choice but not to plead guilty. From the beginning to the present, thirty years of accumulated evidence and the efforts of generations have completely pushed this man into the mud and never turned around again. .

"Did we win?" Takizawa Shuaki looked at the man inside who was signing a confession.

"We won." Shohei Fukada sighed, as if muttering, "I just won, it's too difficult..."

From the beginning to now, there have been so many people who have fallen on this road, so many that he did not dare to count them. It was too painful to see off the seniors and then the juniors in person, and in the end, he watched the outstanding juniors miss the mark. Going astray, the other is lying in the hospital with his life and death unknown.

"I'm still not reconciled..." He always felt that the ending should be more satisfactory to be worthy of everyone's efforts.