[Toru Amuro] Those years when I worked at Poirot

I was driving when I got a call from Kazami.

He brought me a very shocking news.I thought I was the only one who knew this secret, but I didn't expect other people to know it, and it was an insider.

Who is the one?The ones involved with the FBI in Japan should be only me and my subordinates. I guarantee that they will not leak the secrets. Besides, no one in the Ministry of Public Security and the Police Department should be involved.

I parked the car by the side of an empty playground and collected my thoughts.

Soon Kazami called again.In charge of interrogating Natsume is Utada Ayumi, a very cunning bureaucrat with good professional ability, but he is better at currying favor with his superiors, wasting his talent in vain, but at least he also got the title of police department in his 40s.

Kazami said that Natsume was not in a good mood. After the first round of interrogation, he didn't say anything, but I knew it was just the beginning. It was impossible not to be asked for something real in the professional interrogation session of the Ministry of Public Security. Yes, they are good at psychological warfare. With her current half-bad level, she will definitely be beaten, and she may talk nonsense by then.

No, I have to figure out a way.

After thinking for a while, I dialed a number few people know.

After the phone rang five times, it was connected, and there was a heavy throat clearing sound from the opposite side.

Yes, it was him.

"Section Leader Kuroda, can I ask you a favor?" I asked sincerely.

"Hmph, I didn't expect you to dial me, Bourbon. How important is my help?"

Kuroda Hei, currently the head of Nagano Prefecture's first search section, according to inside information, is about to be promoted to the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's first search section manager, a one-eyed man with a voice hoarse like a crow, with indescribable majesty.

Indeed, in the past, no matter how difficult the problem was, we communicated by email.

"Before that accident, you were the chief of the police department. Many of the current leadership of the police department were cultivated by you. I would like to ask you to clear up the relationship and let them release a woman who was wrongly arrested."

I told him the truth about Natsume, including her former FBI status and her entry and exit visa.I assured him she was fine, and—

"I'm worried that she won't be able to withstand the next intensive interrogation, and she will reveal some information related to the organization that shouldn't be said. So I think it is necessary to transfer her out and transfer her to the department under my command." I discuss the facts.

"I see." Kuroda seemed to be smiling, "It's not difficult, it's just Bourbon, this transfer may make some departments dissatisfied with you and affect your promotion path, do you think it's okay? If you think it doesn’t matter, it’s just a piece of cake for me.”

I smiled: "Originally, there were quite a few people who complained about the mysterious department 'Zero'. I don't care if there is more, and I will trouble you."

"Then you go and fetch people now." Kuroda Heibei's voice was very oppressive. I knew that he could settle the matter with just one phone call, and his actual power was far greater than his official title.

I breathed a sigh of relief and drove the car to the police station.

Utada Ayumi received me with a dark face, but he is a very flattering person, and he naturally obeyed the orders of his superiors immediately, but he didn't need to bow to me at all, so he expressed his dissatisfaction with this matter to me.

I don't care.As long as the goal is achieved, why care about the attitude of other irrelevant people?

To my surprise, he took out an electronic anklet and handed it to me: "According to the regulations, if this prisoner wants to be released on bail, he must be closely guarded by public security personnel or the police 24 hours a day. Put on an ankle band, if she goes more than 200 meters out of the supervision range, we will be alerted."

It turns out that there are indeed such regulations, because there must be close surveillance by public security personnel, so very few people can be released on bail, after all, they are criminal suspects linked to politics.

I took the ankle ring: "No problem."

"Then please fill out this form." Utada pushed me a form.

I quickly filled it out as required, and wrote down my home address on the supervision address.

That is to say, within a month, she cannot leave the area within a radius of 200 meters from my home.

She's probably going crazy.

I slid the completed form from the table to Utada, stood up, and didn't want to make any more noise with him.

He seemed to feel the same way, and was going to pick someone up.

Five minutes later, I saw Natsume. She was glaring at me with red eyes. After the handcuffs were released, she jumped over the two chairs in front of her and punched me again.

I still didn't hide.

However, because she has been trapped in the chair, her hands and feet have not recovered, and her feet tripped. I instinctively supported her waist and the arm that was swaying to stabilize her body, otherwise she would be very nervous. Possibly knocked out a front tooth.

But she slapped my body hard as if she had been electrocuted, and pushed me out.

I seemed to sneer, because I saw her lose her temper all of a sudden, and stared at me with some fear.

I flicked the anklet on my hand and smiled:

"For the next month, let's be friendly."

Her expression became terrified in an instant, she folded her arms and hid behind Utada, like a little hamster being stared at by a wild cat.

Utada looked at me suspiciously, narrowing his calculating eyes.

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Next week is the beginning of the month, so I'm busy with work, so I may not be able to guarantee updates, don't blame me ╮(╯▽╰)╭