The Savior of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department

Is this the magic of the Metropolitan Police Department's savior case?

"The Maori detective is responsible for helping me eliminate innocent people. Xiaolan and Conan next to her are responsible for helping me identify the murderer and find evidence. I just need to command the remote control."

Feeling his mouth itching, Atsuto Yamashita stretched out his hand and opened the drawer, took out a lollipop from it and was about to stuff it into his mouth, but was stopped by Shiyu with one hand.

"I haven't brushed my teeth yet, don't eat."

"Small, it's the same after eating, and I need sugar to keep my brain running at a high speed."

"Obviously it's Detective Maori and Xiaolan who are reasoning." Kasumigaoka Shiyu, who glanced at the content of the email, was very disgusted.

"You don't understand, it's called employing talents, and it's a necessary skill to be a leader. I have to do everything myself, so why should I be the leader?"

Everyone hates the Master, and everyone wants to be the Master.

Atsuto Yamashita is not a model worker like his old boss, Mu Mu Shisan. Even if he has already retired as a management officer, he still works diligently every day and has no complaints about working overtime.

In his opinion, the workplace atmosphere in Japan is abnormal, and he did this to set an example for the latecomers, to encourage them not to stick to the rules, and to learn not to follow the routine to get a better tomorrow.

"Okay, get up and get up. Stop playing, I should go to work." Atsuto Yamashita lightly patted Shiyu's buttocks, making a wave of hips.

"I do not."

With both arms around the man's neck, Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu couldn't bear to get up so tired and crooked.

Until——Ma Cheng actually called.

"Yamashita, look at the news, Mr. Tokiwa has been arrested."

Aso Shishi's mood is very complicated.

It was just confirmed yesterday that the teacher is a member of the black organization, and today he was arrested.

He wouldn't believe it if it wasn't the work of Atsuto Yamashita.

"I know, for bribery, it depends on whether the power behind him is willing to protect him."

Atsuto Yamashita, who knew that Belmode would send Eisaku Tokiwa's crime data to the Metropolitan Police Department, had already arranged for his subordinates to take over, and asked Ren Saburo Shiratori to hand it over to Reiko Kujo of the Tokyo District Public Prosecutor's Office after he got the data. .

Then Reiko Kujo secretly handed it over to the Tokyo District Prosecutor's Office to search for acquaintances in the headquarters.

This is an agency in the Japanese judicial system that specializes in investigating crimes committed by politicians and officials.

Rong Ce Tokiwa, who is determined to win a seat in the House of Representatives, is now at the cusp of political and public opinion, and there are many eyes staring at him.As long as the black material is reliable enough, it will definitely have an effect.

Especially when it's such a big deal to bribe a congressman.

Atsuto Yamashita has always believed in this.

"Under the mountain..."

"Don't worry, Chengshi, nothing will happen."

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"Is that what you're sure will be all right, Curacao?"

Tokyo, the secret place of the winery.

At noon, the cadres of the distillery in Tokyo gathered together, sitting together and feeling the indifference of gin: "Eisaku Tokiwa fell before the plan to assassinate Kanghui Domon started?"

The tall and slender woman who was named had an ugly expression on her face.

Toki Pan Rongce's fall happened so quickly, she had no time to react, and could only watch him being taken away.

"But brother, there was no news of Rongce Changpan being caught as a pigtail yesterday, why was he suddenly taken away today by the people who searched the headquarters of the prosecutor's office on the grounds that the evidence of bribery was convincing?"

Vodka wearing sunglasses is puzzled.

"Traitor."

Belmode, who was lighting a cigarette, jumped up and looked at everyone present jokingly.

Bourbon, Keele, Curacao.

Even gin and vodka.

"It seems that there are still many mice in the organization that sneaked in and settled down."

Breathing out smoke rings, Belmode, who was yelling to catch the thief, squinted his eyes and winked at Gin nonchalantly: "Besides, this person seems to have connections with the Japanese judiciary."

Amuro Toru's heart shuddered, his eyes were on his nose, his nose was on his heart, he secretly watched the gaze between Belmode and Gin, and remained silent.

"Lum is already investigating the undercover matter."

The embarrassing Curacao informed everyone of Rum's latest order: "And Rum has found out where some undercover lists may exist, and he has sent them to me. I will go to confirm one by one after this matter is over. "

——? !

[Already found traces of undercover agents? 】

Keir, Bourbon, and Bellmode, three bottles of fake wine with ghosts in their hearts, trembled slightly, and looked at Rum's text message calmly.

Chapter 370 As we all know, Gin is best at killing his own people

What did Rum find out?

Curacao didn't say anything, and the three bottles of fake wine with ulterior motives didn't ask much.

In contrast, Bourbon paid special attention to Belmode's casual guess that "it is related to the Japanese judiciary".

Is he exposed?

It's not right, he has always been very careful in his actions, and it should be impossible to expose him.

"However, our top priority now should be how to deal with Tokiwa Rongce?" Wu Lianna, the fake CIA drink, pursed her lips, and changed the topic calmly.

As a professor of the Department of Pharmacy at Dongda University, Tokiwa Rongce doesn't know much about the secrets of the members of the organization, and even many people in the organization didn't even know that this professor who has made a great reputation in the field of pharmacy is himself. colleagues.

Typical examples are Bourbon and Keel.

"He is the veteran of the Organization Research Institute. Like Shirley who defected to the organization a few months ago, he is a core member of a research project."

When referring to Shirley, the corner of Belmode's mouth raised a hint of playfulness, meaning something.

Miyano Shiho's number one idiot, the only practitioner of the 996 system in the winery, and vodka's good brother Gin's eyes suddenly became extremely gloomy: "What do you want to say, Belmode?"

"He doesn't want to see Shirley's defection happen again." As the only person present who was equal to Gin in terms of status and momentum, Belmode broke the last layer of window paper according to the plan agreed with Yamashita Atsuto .

"But, Tokiwa Rongce, he shouldn't be that stupid, right?" Vodka, wearing sunglasses, felt as if he had become smarter, and he was able to discover the blind spots in Belmode's words.

"AP gave up."

Gin, who had caught up with his thoughts, lit a cigarette and sneered.

These people who play politics have dirty eyes.

Bourbon and Keel tried hard to screen the conversation between the two, their brains were running at high speed, filtering out the information they needed.

"Jing Pan Rong Ce's gloves are already dirty. For AP, there is no reason to wear dirty gloves." Senior arch fire master Belmode handed his mobile phone to Gin.

She found Atsuto Yamashita's evaluation of Gin very interesting - "As we all know, Gin is a professional in killing his own people."

"It's not that I didn't. Don't talk nonsense. I can swear to God that I never said these words. Don't put a hat on me, Shiratori."

Metropolitan Police Department, cafeteria.

Atsuto Yamashita, who stepped on the spot to have dinner, was still struggling with the chicken wings in his mouth, and rolled his eyes after hearing the slander from his friends.In order to express his dissatisfaction with being wronged, he directly took away the chicken leg that was going to be left on the plate of Shiratori cabbage until the end.

"Eh?! What are you doing?!" Shiratori was in a hurry, picked up the chopsticks and wanted to snatch it back, but was pushed away by the food guard Atsuto Yamashita.

"This sentence should obviously be me asking you, what do you want to do, spreading rumors every day to slander my reputation, when did I say [I am a professional security guard]?

Just brag yourself, don't take me with you. "

Atsuto Yamashita, whose eyes were almost turning white, took a bite out of the chicken leg and branded it with his own brand.

Shiratori Ren Saburo immediately looked disgusted.

His chicken legs!

Gan!

"No way, the Tokiwa Rongce bribery case was exposed too suddenly, and it seems that more than one member of Congress was involved in this matter. For the sake of his life, it is not an exaggeration to let Yamashita be responsible for his security. .”

Miwako Sato saw it very clearly: "Anyway, we are only in charge for three days. When the time comes, Tokiwa Rongce will naturally be taken away."

Because of his reputation, Yamashita Atsuto received a notice when he came to the cafeteria at noon today: The people above asked him to cooperate with the people from the prosecutor's office to protect the now notorious Professor Tokiwa Eisaku of the Department of Pharmacy of Dongdae Make sure he can be taken away intact after three days.

"But, is Tokiwa Eisaku really that dangerous now?" Takagi She doesn't like Tokiwa Eisaku, a quasi-politician who has been exposed for many bribery and even disqualification scandals.

"Who knows, why don't you refer to the previous Councilor Tunkou?" Atsuto Yamashita squinted his eyes, as if he was thinking about something, and replied with a smile.

Takagi She didn't speak anymore.

He also participated in the task of escorting the councilor Tunguchi Shigehiko and the well-known entrepreneur Masuyama Kenzo, but the final outcome was not very satisfactory.

The two escort targets all died, which made Takagi She feel very uncomfortable in retrospect so far.

"Okay, don't think about it, just do every step of the security work with peace of mind. It's up to the sky whether you die or not. We are not gods. How can we say that we can save whoever lives." Atsuto Yamashita, who had been wiped clean, patted Takagi on the shoulder, got up and left gracefully.

It's just that his relaxed and freehand state has changed in the eyes of Sato, Shiratori, Takagi, and Chiba.

"He at the foot of the mountain is actually very worried."

Chiba Kazunobu wiped his lips with a tissue, and sighed: "It's obviously not the security that we are responsible for, but in the end it was assigned to us."

The fate of Shigehiko Tunguchi and Kenzo Masuyama is still vivid in my mind, and Atsuto Yamashita was also one of the witnesses at the scene.

"Let's do our best and don't hold back the mountain."

Shiratori Ren Sanlang took a deep breath, and no longer cared about the revenge of stealing food.

No one doubts the ability of Yamashita Atsuto, that beautiful resume is enough to bet on the mouths of all doubters.

However, Atsuto Yamashita also failed.

In charge of protecting Shigehiko Tonguchi and Kenzo Masuyama, he failed.

Although he was not the main person in charge of that protection operation.

"Snipers, disguised killers, these are the main points we must guard against next."

At two o'clock in the afternoon, after eating and drinking, Atsuto Yamashita, who had been squinting for a while, woke up leisurely, walked out of the office with a security force distribution map on his desk and a stack of envelopes, and walked into the meeting room.

"The codes and passwords for changing defenses are placed in these envelopes, and I will ask Sato to distribute them to each of you later. Remember, burn it for me immediately after reading it. Burn it to ashes, the more ashes The better, understand?!"