Zongman: People in Conan, raising cats and mice

Chapter 589: The local gangs are so rude!

The two were still confronting each other, but Matsumoto Akira and the others were watching leisurely.

Inspector Megure and his team have not taken any action yet. They must be aware that there are other people lurking behind the scenes.

So there is no rush to take action, he must be thinking of catching them all in one fell swoop.

Because they could see that Inspector Megure and his team were not restrained in any way, Matsumoto Akira and his team also understood that the high-tech in the dark cuisine world was indeed amazing.

We directly cut off the connection between us and the police, and reported safety to the police on behalf of the cruise ship.

This would allow the cruise ship to become an isolated island for a longer period of time, during which time they could do almost whatever they wanted.

Unfortunately, people in the dark cuisine world never thought that the police could keep in touch through technology.

The Totsuki Group also invited Inspector Megure and others to come and guard the place, but maybe this is because they had already noticed something in advance?

It is not an easy thing to invite Inspector Megure, and now Inspector Megure's position has been promoted after all.

It would be fine if it happened after he left office, but when he was still in office, he represented the public power of his position.

What's more, this time, in addition to Inspector Megure, there were other police officers who were obviously leading the operation.

Of course it is impossible for them to just run around. This must be because the Totsuki Group paid a huge price to invite them, so Officer Megure would bring his subordinates here.

"No matter how you argue, I still stick to my philosophy. If you hadn't been so resistant to my changes, the food industry today would be completely different!"

After saying this in a cold voice, Nakiri Tsuki turned around and looked at his other companions. The two men in black cloaks nodded.

Then he walked downstairs, but before he could reach the stage, two loud shouts were heard.

Two figures pounced towards the two people almost instantly, one of them was Sato Miwako who had been moving towards that direction before.

The other person was someone Matsumoto Akira had never seen before, but judging from his aura and the tacit understanding between him and Sato Miwako, he should also be a policeman.

He was completely different from the police officers that Matsumoto Akira had seen before and who followed Inspector Megure. He was obviously an elite among the elites.

But this is normal. The ordinary police officers who work under Inspector Megure are just ordinary police officers and have nothing to do with the elites.

Although the department that Inspector Megure is in charge of is a newly established department, its scope of authority is actually quite large, and the elites who have been transferred are gathered from various departments.

However, because they are not completely fixed, even though these elites are transferred here, they will still return to their respective departments on a daily basis.

Only a part of the personnel transferred from other external areas will simply stay in the department and be responsible for daily operations.

After all, it is impossible to let them return to their original jurisdictions and then call them back when there is work. How long will that take?

However, other elites whose original working areas are in Tokyo can return to their original departments.

If there is an opportunity or any situation occurs, it is very easy to just call us.

However, this organizational structure is actually more appropriate. After all, those strange things don’t happen all the time.

Most of the time, just a little attention is enough, and the police officers transferred in from other places can do it.

After all, these police officers transferred from other places are all local elite soldiers.

Some of them can even be called local trump cards, but after arriving in Tokyo, they will more or less lose some of their luster.

As the capital, Tokyo naturally attracts elites from all over the world, and there are countless masters gathered here.

But even so, it does not affect their ability to easily maintain the operation of the entire department.

The two men in black robes obviously did not expect such a thing, but they were obviously not incompetent.

After looking at each other, they nodded, and one of them raised his hand to block Sato Miwako's kick.

But then, with the help of this force, Sato Miwako did a spinning kick in the air and kicked the opponent in the head.

The man immediately took several steps back and fell on the stairs without paying attention.

A stream of blood suddenly spit out, and the man stumbled to support himself, looking at Sato Miwako with some discomfort.

"Don't talk about martial ethics!"

"Why would I talk about martial ethics with someone like you? Besides, I'm not a martial artist!"

Sato Miwako sneered and rushed towards the other party with a quick step.

The man's body trembled slightly and he took a deep breath to calm his emotions completely.

Then he forced himself to cheer up and rushed towards Sato Miwako.

The other person's initial attack was also effective, but because Sato Miwako attacked first, the other person discovered the miserable state of his teammate.

He immediately chose to strengthen his defense, and was especially wary of the opponent choosing to attack in the same way as Sato Miwako.

This made Sato Miwako's teammate a little helpless, although he did not intend to copy Sato Miwako's offensive route.

But the opponent didn't play the offensive game with him at all, and mainly played a timid defense.

That means if you can retreat, you will never advance; if you can defend, you will never attack.

After hitting several times in a row, Sato Miwako's teammates finally couldn't help it and shouted loudly.

"Brothers, this idea is a bit tricky, let's do it together!"

As he finished speaking, several big men suddenly emerged from the crowd and rushed towards that person.

It didn't take long to tie up the man. Several people excitedly kicked him a few times before pulling him up.

They opened the man's hood and saw a young man inside. Without hesitation, they took off his mask.

As expected, there was a very young face underneath the mask, but judging from the other person's temperament, he must have gone through some extremely difficult training.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have fought with an elite police team for so long, even though they were at a disadvantage throughout the whole process.

But if you were to change someone else, it would be impossible for him to maintain the disadvantageous position for so long and he would have been defeated early on.

"Why don't you do something when you are so young? Learn from others and stir up trouble! How old are you? You are not qualified to stir up trouble! Are you trying to steal our job?"

"Asshole, you scared us so much that we thought our plan had failed!"

Several people looked at each other and started to mock each other.

The other person seemed to have heard the conversation between the few people and immediately raised his hands.

"Please wait a moment so I can surrender, please don't hurt me! I'm just a chef!"

There was a slight tremor in the man's tone as he spoke. Sato Miwako's attack before had made him spit out blood, and that was not an act.

What's more, when the fight just now started, Sato Miwako did not hold back at all, and her body really couldn't take it anymore.

"Although I have experienced some training, I really can't fight anymore. If I fight again, I will die!"

The man coughed and took off his winter hat, and then he took off the mask that only covered half of his face. Under the mask was also a very young face.

"How about this? We don't want to rob at all. We just want to let the people here know our ideal path!"

After a moment's silence, Nakiri Tsuji suggested tentatively.

"How about this, after we complete our mission and prove our path, we will hand these people over to you and let you do what you want?"

"Funny motherf*ck! Ahem! I mean - your suggestion is not very good!"

The leader put on a fierce look and said, "Although you can indeed conceal your whereabouts for a while, it is natural that you will attract attention after a long time, isn't that normal?"

"By the time you guys are done, we don't know how long it will take us to finish. What if we are surrounded by the police and don't have time to evacuate?"

"Besides, I'm not interested in the ideal or path you're talking about. I can just rob you as well, isn't that enough?"

"Not only can I get their property, I can also get yours. Since you can do these things, I guess you must have a lot of valuable things, right?"

What you said is unreasonable. Not only will I not go along with you, I will also rob you as well.

"Isn't this a bit rude?"

The corner of Nakiri Tsukushi's mouth twitched slightly. This guy looks very fierce, and his tone seems to be as if anyone can snatch it?

I clearly remember that the local gangs didn't have this style in the past. When facing the children of big families, they would more or less make some concessions.

Could it be that during the time when I entered the dark culinary world to practice, the development of this country had already gone so astray?

Why does this style always feel so similar to myself, those unreasonable people I have seen in the dark cuisine world. Those guys are not so popular even in the dark cuisine world.

It’s just that people in the dark cuisine world are all together, keeping each other warm and helping each other in life.

Even if the other party's style is a little difficult for them to accept, they can only persevere.

After all, I have returned to this country. Has this country also become like this? Or did I really not do enough research?

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