The Savior of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department

"Atsushi Yamashita knows about my stay in your clinic?" Outside the room, Hui Yuan Ai, with his hands in his pockets, came to Ma Shengshi who was sitting on the ground, grinning his teeth and rubbing his wrists, and said condescendingly.

"What? Oh, when you said that, I accidentally slipped my mouth—hiss! What are you doing?!"

Asahi, who didn't care much, held his sore wrist and looked at the brown-haired girl in front of him in surprise.

"Accidentally, sorry."

After retracting the ball that rolled down to his feet, Hui Yuanai's face showed no abnormality at all, and his indifference remained the same.

The room was still noisy and bustling.

Shiyu organized a tea party with great interest, and the invited members included Mao Lilan, Suzuki Sonoko, and Sato Miwako;

Atsuto Yamashita is still enlightening the frustrated Shiratori Ren Saburo.

Conan gave Takagi Tsuru a thumbs up, only Aso Shi was sitting at the door, rubbing his wrists and sighing, with tears in his eyes.

"boring."

Hui Yuanai, who was sitting cross-legged in a corner of the room, glanced at the actor sitting at the door performing for him, and opened the fashion magazine in his hand, but the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

Chanel bags are out again, and it's time for students to pay their tuition.

Don't ask why, it means that the new semester is here.

"What?! Shiyu, you and Police Officer Yamashita are going to see the wedding room today?"

In the tea party group, Xiazhiqiu Shiyu smiled happily, accepting the envy and blessings: "It's just a look, I haven't decided yet."

"That's great, I didn't expect such a lazy guy to be the first one among us to get married." The panting but determined and confident appearance of Takagi Tsutomu who was leaning on the stone pillar before flashed in Miwako Sato's mind , the corners of his mouth could not help but rise.

"Then have you set a date for your wedding?" Mao Lilan's eyes were full of longing.

"Yes, yes, when exactly did you get married? Did you choose your wedding dress? Did you take a wedding photo?" Suzuki Sonoko, the king of gossip, blinked at Bling Bling.

"It's fixed, it will be Christmas tomorrow."

In the men's group, Atsuto Yamashita was impassioned and pointed Jiang Shan: "My wedding with Shiwa will definitely not be held in Japan at that time. The fortune teller said that I am not suitable for a wedding at work, which is unlucky."

"Oh, yes, Sato!"

In the excitement, Atsuto Yamashita suddenly remembered one thing: "The ticket for speeding and running a red light before coming here, you and Takagi will see who will get it for me at the traffic class?"

"You can't let me go by myself?"

Chapter 260: Mumu Police Department, I want to confirm your position!

"So, what do you mean to say, Shiratori and you almost kissed each other yesterday? If it wasn't for those people down the mountain to make trouble?"

The next day, Tokyo, Metropolitan Police Department building.

Miyamoto Yumi, who bought a bottle of canned coffee by inserting coins, looked surprised: "Why? Didn't I inform Takagi to pick you up?"

"You have the nerve to say Yumi!"

It’s okay not to say, but when I mentioned this Miwako Sato, I felt angry in my stomach: "How did you find someone!"

If Takagi hadn't happened to meet Yamashita after finishing the wedding room yesterday, she might have become Shiratori Renzaburo's girlfriend today because of that outrageous bet.

The formal kind.

"I was wrong. But, could it be that I am looking for Takagi?"

Yumi Miyamoto shrank her head, and after decisively admitting her mistake, she hooked her best friend's shoulder with a gossip: "Admit it, Miwako, Takagi-kun seems to have a special place in your heart. Otherwise, you wouldn't have done it yesterday." Then believe——eh?! Miwako!”

"It's time for you to hit the streets and drive a ticket tow truck, Yumi."

With a straight face, Sato Miwako forcibly pushed her friend to the gate of the Metropolitan Police Department, interrupting her gossip.

"What, really, do you want to gag me because you were guilty of being exposed by me?"

"You're thinking too much, I just think you should go to work. Don't learn from that guy at the bottom of the mountain, he has a lot of bonuses for solving crimes, but you don't...no..."

The pushing and shoving at hand disappeared in an instant after seeing the reporters from the major media who had almost surrounded the gate of the Metropolitan Police Department. Miwako Sato stood on the spot in a daze.

"Miwako... this is, what happened?"

Miyamoto Yumi also had the same look of horror.

As a traffic policeman who often went out to patrol the trailer to post tickets, this was the first time she saw the novel scene where the gate of the Metropolitan Police Department was blocked by reporters.

Has there been any big news from the Metropolitan Police Department recently?

Yumi Miyamoto thought about it, but couldn't figure it out.

The only major event that happened to her in the past few days was Miwako's blind date with Rensaburo Shiratori, a colleague of the Metropolitan Police Department and one of Japan's top rich second generations.

These reporters wouldn't be too idle to come here because of this, would they?

Except that Atsuto Yamashita may occupy the front pages of major media newspapers with news such as "suspected relationship breakup" and "suspected cheating and cheating", they are actually not interested in the love affairs of other people in the Metropolitan Police Department.

Traffic is king, and this is what they are after.

And Atsuto Yamashita is currently the only traffic king in the Metropolitan Police Department, and no one can hold a candle to him.

"I don't know either, but obviously I have to go. See you Yumi."

Seeing that some reporters had already noticed her face, Miwako Sato quickly made the decision to see nothing.

She doesn't even know what happened now, so it's better not to interfere.

It is safest to wait for the notification.

"Wait a minute! Officer Miwako Sato! Could you please explain in detail what happened [about the US FBI mobilizing forces in Tokyo to arrest Japanese citizens without the permission of the Metropolitan Police Department]?"

The reporter with sharp eyesight and quick hands immediately displayed his scud ability, rushed to this elite police officer who had also appeared on TV in several previous major cases, and took up his long gun and short cannon.

【Federal Bureau of Investigations? 】

【What the hell is the FBI doing? 】

Miwako Sato frowned and said nothing with a cold face.

"Officer Miwako Sato! Does the Metropolitan Police Department really not know about the FBI's secret operations in Japan?"

"Officer Miwako Sato! Officer Miwako!"

Without a chance for the reporters to catch up, Miwako Sato quickly slipped into the elevator and turned back to search the office area of ​​the third department.

"Takagi, what happened to those reporters outside?"

"What's up with the FBI?"

When encountering incomprehension and doubts, Takagi is the first thing Miwako thinks of now.

Yesterday's blind date event almost left the relationship between the two of them with only a thin layer of window paper blocking them, and the distance to pierce this layer of window paper is only a rare opportunity.

However, even so, Takagi She, who came to the Metropolitan Police Department early in the morning and was so busy that he was overwhelmed, still did not disappoint her, and showed her a video.

In the video, the well-known hostess of Nikkei TV station, Rena Mizumus, is full of praise for her performance in front of the camera.

"According to insiders, the gun battle and car accident that took place in Area 23 outside Mihua Airport the night before yesterday were not staged, but an arrest operation led by the FBI. From the fact that the police on the scene arrived late The stunned look shown is enough to peek at one or two..."

"This report is completely fabricated!"

"First of all, the reporter named Marina who wrote this article, I would like to ask if you really saw the FBI? Did you really see them arresting Japanese citizens on Tokyo soil?"

"Secondly, do you have any conclusive evidence to prove that the FBI is indeed the creator of the car accident outside Mihua Airport two days ago?"

"third…………"

On the TV screen, Rena Mizumu, who was filled with righteous indignation as if speaking for the Metropolitan Police Department, won the favor of countless policemen.

Of course, this does not include Atsuto Yamashita who has already seen through everything.

[Advance by retreat, further stir up the vortex of public opinion.The fish took the bait, but I don't know who it could be? 】

The man sitting at his desk and stroking the fish with ease took a sip of the wolfberry tea in his cup, with a well-planned smile on his lips.

To be honest, he was not sure whether this fishing plan would be successful at the beginning.

After all, he is not a roundworm in Gin's belly, he can guess everything clearly.

He just speculated on the most likely rescue plan according to his own operational practice, that's all.

Who made the FBI seriously hindered when operating overseas.

But now it seems that......

The effect seems to be fine.

【Come to my office. 】

Matsumoto Kiyonaga's text message put Yamashita Atsuto in a good mood.

It seems that there should be a preliminary orientation for the traitor salvage operation.

"Administrator."

"See for yourself."

Five minutes later, Toshito Yamashita knocked on the door.Matsumoto Kiyonaga looked up, then threw a folder in front of him: "Your results."

"Let me see - search for the head of a class?!"

The first name that came into view made Atsuto Yamashita's eyes widen.

The old section chief who is about to leave is actually the person who secretly contributed to the FBI matter? !

Ah this...

The man glanced at Kiyocho Matsumoto, who was about to be promoted, and there was only one thought in his mind at the moment:

Mumu police department, I want to confirm your position!

Chapter 260 Five I Hate People Pointing Guns to My Head

"This, does it count as a no guarantee for the late festival?"

Leaning against a corner of the wall, Toshita Yamashita played with the lighter in his hand, with a hint of sarcasm hanging from the corner of his eyes.

Matsumoto Kiyoshi remained silent, sitting on the chair without saying a word.

Onoda Kikujiro, the head of the first search section, is the immediate boss of the management officer, and he has also made great contributions to the Metropolitan Police Department.Although he does not belong to the same faction as Matsumoto Kiyonaga, Matsumoto Kiyonaga also had respect for this old man who has always loved the mustache.