I was in Conan, and after picking up Xiao Ai, I was chased by Hongzi.

Then, Hiroshi Otoi got out of the car, pulled him off, and pressed him against the railing next to him.

"What are you doing!" The prisoner watched helplessly as Otoi Hiroshi took off his belt.

His eyes were full of panic, thinking he had encountered a pervert.

Otoi Hiroshi slapped him on the head and said, "You have too much inner drama."

After saying that, he was tied to the railing with a belt in an extremely awkward way, making it absolutely impossible for him to break free on his own.

As soon as he finished all this, the police motorcycle with red lights flew down from the road nearby and hit the hood of the target vehicle hard.

The prisoner shook violently and then collapsed instantly.

A stream of hot yellow liquid slowly seeped out from under his crotch.

Toru Amuro took off his helmet, shook his hair handsomely, and then looked at the two people over there.

"Boss!" he exclaimed after seeing the man's face clearly.

"What a coincidence, it's Mr. Amuro." Hiroshi Otoi greeted with a smile.

"So that red Ferrari belongs to you?" Toru Amuro helped the motorcycle off.

"Well... I saw the police motorcycle chasing the criminal, so I thought I could help." Otoi Hiroshi said modestly.

"But...you were speeding, you know?" Toru Amuro said, holding his forehead.

Hiroshi Otoi lit a cigarette speechlessly and retorted: "I also saw someone drifting in place while driving at high speed on the highway, without holding on to the handlebars and wearing a helmet with both hands..."

"Ahaha... That was an accident..." Toru Amuro felt a little embarrassed.

Noticing that the prisoner fainted from fright, Toru Amuro set up the car and said seriously: "Who are you?"

"Didn't I tell you in the afternoon, my name is Hiroshi Otoi." He spread his hands.

"The Otoi family shouldn't lack a small cafe, right?" Toru Amuro asked.

"To add, I am the sole heir of the Otoi Foundation."

"Don't you understand? Bourbon." Hiroshi Otoi exhaled a puff of smoke.

Amuro's pupils shrank suddenly, thinking of what Belmod had said before.

"You are the new cadre of the organization, Lark!"

"Hey, why are you looking like this? I have a pretty good relationship with Belmode, we should be on the same side." Hiroshi Otoi said with a smile.

"However, I know you relatively well. The organization code name is Bourbon, Toru Amuro from Café Poirot, and..." Hiroshi Otoi walked to Toru Amuro and whispered in his ear.

"Japanese police officer - Rei Fangtani."

Amuro Toru suddenly pulled aside, with a cold light in his eyes, and sneered: "What are you talking about?"

"Whether you believe it or not, I only have one condition, let me join the police." Hiroshi Otoi smiled and stamped out the cigarette butt, then stared at him seriously.

"Give me a reason." Amuro Toru agreed.

After all, being able to call out the name Fang Gu Ling already shows that he knows himself well.

"Destroy the organization, I need your power." Hiroshi Otoi then lit another cigarette.

"I have a grudge against the organization, a grudge that cannot be resolved."

Although it was just a random reason, but for some reason, this sentence came out of his mouth very naturally.

It was as if it was true. After saying this, Otoi Hiroshi himself was a little confused.

"How can you, an unknown person like you, join the public security system?" Toru Amuro snorted coldly.

"Hey, isn't being the sole heir of the Otoi Foundation enough? Although I can join through my family connections, what I really need is you." Hiroshi Otoi looked at him seriously.

What he said is indeed true. The influence of the Ionei Foundation in the political world is indeed very simple.

"I understand. Prepare the relevant documents and I will contact you later." Amuro Toru thought for a while and said.

"But if I feel that you have any other thoughts, I will chase you to the ends of the earth and get rid of you." Toru Amuro added.

Otoi Hiroshi shook his head: "No, the two of us still have some connections. I'll tell you about this later."

"Now, you'd better deal with what's in front of you first." Hiroshi Otoi pointed at the unconscious prisoner.

"Well..." Toru Amuro grabbed a handful of hair in inexplicable irritation.

"Hey, are you the police? There is a suspicious vehicle and an abandoned white police motorcycle on the pier of Dongdu Bay. Yes, please come here quickly." He honestly searched the cell phone from the prisoner and reported it. police.

When the police arrived at the scene, Toru Amuro had already left in Hiroshi Otoi's Ferrari.

In the car, Otoi Hiroshi thought for a moment and asked, "How much do you know about Belmode? Organizationally."

He wanted to ask about Belmod's true identity, because the original plot only said that Belmod had a close relationship with the boss of the winery, but it did not explain what it was, which still made him curious.

"Didn't you just say that you are very familiar with that person...I don't know." Amuro Toru glanced at him coldly.

Otoi Hiroshi scratched his temple in embarrassment.

They are indeed very familiar, but only physically...

But according to his understanding, Toru Amuro should know, but since he had no intention of telling, he simply stopped asking.

Arriving downstairs at the apartment Amuro Toru rented

"Thank you for taking me back, boss." Toru Amuro said as he opened the car door.

"Is that just this?" Otoi Hiroshi asked.

Toru Amuro scratched his head in embarrassment and asked, "What else do you want to do?"

"Huh..." Hiroshi Otoi smiled mysteriously.

After Toru Amuro opened the door and turned on the lights in the room, he looked at Otoi Hiroshi and sighed: "Why do I have to cook for you?"

"Have you eaten?" Otoi Hiroshi asked.

"That's not true."

"That's alright, I have to do it alone anyway, so I might as well open my mouth." Hiroshi Otoi put on his shoes unceremoniously and walked in.

The living room was clean, the pillows on the sofa were neatly placed, and not even a speck of dust could be seen on the floor.

All I have to do is add a "wave-ring-wave-zero" special effect to the living room.

It's just that the furnishings were too simple, making him feel a little cold.

"Yeah, but you are really capable. You keep the house so clean even when you live alone." Otoi Hiroshi couldn't help but praise.

"I just want to clean it up so that I can live comfortably." Toru Amuro shrugged.

After getting a glass of water for Otoi Hiroshi, he put on a cooking apron and asked, "What do you want to eat? You can order whatever you want."

"Well...how about omelette rice? I'm a little hungry and want to eat something solid." Hiroshi Otoi suggested, raising his index finger.

"Okay, but aren't you afraid that I will poison the food?" Toru Amuro joked.

Otoi Hiroshi leaned on the sofa with his legs crossed and said calmly: "Tsk, no one will pay you wages if I die."

"Haha, that's a good reason."

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