How to raise Dazai gently

It is indeed too difficult for Gin Jiu to find this defector who disappeared decades ago, even with very little information.

But Gin Jiu didn't show any unnecessary expressions, he recorded all the information about Sota Aoki in his mind, then destroyed the browsing records, and exited the computer.

"Let's start with Aoki Sota's relatives." Gin Jiu lit another cigarette, "It is impossible for a living person to evaporate from the world, there will always be some clues left behind."

And the next morning, the Yokohama Metropolitan Police Department on the other side also welcomed visitors from Tokyo.

The police officer who escorted Dong Meixiang back to the police station frowned at the group of people who came to him.

The leading man with short black hair took out his ID: "I am Yuya Tobukazami from the Public Security Department of the Metropolitan Police Department. Today's murderer, Fuyumika, will be handed over to our Metropolitan Police Department. This is a transfer document."

Kazami Yuya didn't give the Yokohama police the time to refuse, he tilted his head and nodded to his companions behind, and other members of the public security department in formal attire went straight to prepare to transfer Fuyumika.

"Wait a minute, this doesn't comply with the regulations...!" The older police officer who was in charge of investigating the homicide before stood up.

"The transfer document has already been stamped. The suspect must be transferred to Tokyo today. Please cooperate."

After Kazami Yuya confirmed that Fuyumika had been transferred away, he took out his mobile phone and dialed: "Hey, Mr. Zero, I am in Yokohama now, yes, I have received the suspect, and now I will transfer her back to Tokyo."

"Okay, remember to be careful. Maybe the drug she said is related to that organization. If that's the case, be careful and send someone out to 'clean it up'."

Toru Amuro stood by the window and said in a low voice.

The blond-haired and brown-skinned policeman hung up the phone, changed another mobile phone and sent the message to the little blue-eyed liar: "It's in progress."

Although it was a nonsensical reply, Toru Amuro believed that the little liar who was so clever that he didn't look like a child must understand what it meant.

Although Kazami Yu had been on guard against the attack of the terrifying black-clothed organization along the way, he did not see any vehicles or people suspected of being a black-clothed organization until he left the expressway. When he was about to see the Metropolitan Police Department building, They all breathed a sigh of relief involuntarily, and the members driving the car also stepped on the accelerator, so as to return to the Metropolitan Police Hall as soon as possible and transfer this tricky suspect.

At this moment, a black off-road vehicle jumped out from the side road, and the other party didn't turn on the lights, and didn't slow down, so it went straight to Kazami Yuya's car!

Kazami Yuya was excited all over, and roared loudly: "It's them! They are coming! Everyone is ready!"

But in the case of the body being slammed by the off-road vehicle, he was fine without biting his tongue.

The two police cars were hit by the off-road vehicle at the same time, hitting the rear and the front of the car respectively. Not only that, a brilliant orange light radiated from the off-road vehicle, and the bullets shot broke all the tires of the two police cars.

Just when everyone on the police car was knocked into a dizzy brain, their hands and feet were numb and unable to move, the people on the off-road vehicle took advantage of the short 20 seconds that the police were unable to move, and immediately got out of the car and came to the police car, ready to be protected. Dong Meixiang took away.

However, to their disappointment, there is no figure of Fuyumi in the police car. I am afraid that this is just a cover-up, and the real Fuyu is still in Yokohama!

The attacker spat secretly, and said in a low voice coldly: "The target is not there, retreat immediately!"

After they got on the off-road vehicle, the motorcycle retreated quickly, and Kazami Yu didn't care to stop the bleeding from his bleeding wound, so he jumped off the police car in a hurry to stop the three fleeing motorcycles.

The assailants on motorcycles were not there to eat. They turned around and shot while driving, forcing the police to look for cover to hide bullets, and they took advantage of this opportunity to increase their horsepower and flee the scene.

The members of their public security took out their guns and tried to break the tires of the motorcycle, but in the end they only hit one attacker, and the other two disappeared into the traffic flow. When the police went to check, they wounded a policeman with a pistol, and then shot himself in the temple and committed suicide.

"Damn it!" Kazami Yuya slammed his hand on the police car and gritted his teeth. He called Amuro Toru and reported unwillingly: "Sorry, Mr. Zero, two of the three attackers escaped. Yes, one of us caught committed suicide..."

Toru Amuro said in a deep voice: "Are you all right? The organization is very strong, and the killers they cultivate are all obedient, and once caught, they will not be left alive."

There is another sentence that Toru Amuro did not say, since the organization responded so quickly this time, I am afraid that the organization has planted an undercover agent in the police.

"Their operation failed this time, shouldn't they stare at Fuyumika again?" Kazami Yuya asked.

After all, there is only one who can be a thief for a thousand days, and there is no one who can guard against a thief for a thousand days. Even the Metropolitan Police Department can't bear such fear.

"No, since they will make a move, it means that Dong Meixiang must know some of their secrets, and all those who know the secrets, they will obliterate them, without exception."

Amuro looked at the dark and dark clouds that were about to storm outside the window, and said, "Their next attack may be very fast. Let all members be vigilant!"

"Yes, Mr. Zero!"

Kazami Yuya replied, he hung up the phone, and only then did he realize that his wounds were burning and painful, and many wounds grazed by bullets were still bleeding.

He let out a foul breath, and frowned worriedly: "I don't know if there is any problem with the transfer..."

Fuyumika did not get on the car back to Tokyo with Kazami Yuya, she was escorted by another group of people and left on another road. For safety, the Yokohama police even swallowed their pride and invited members of the Armed Detective Agency to come Join the escort together.

The member of the Armed Detective Agency who received this temporary commission was none other than the red-haired Sakunosuke Oda.

Once a gold medal killer, he left the port mafia for various reasons and joined an armed detective agency. He is also the father of thirteen children.

With his supernatural ability [Seamless Clothes], even if he is really attacked, he can react immediately and fight back.

Of course, it is impossible for the Black Organization to have no members of supernatural beings. Although the number of supernatural beings in this world is very small, and they are also tacitly concealed by various countries, so as not to let ordinary people know, so as not to cause turmoil. For clothing organizations, supernatural beings are very useful tools.

Oda Sakunosuke looked a little dazed, and the policeman who escorted Fuyumika with him was still thinking in his heart at first, is it really okay to let such a person participate in the mission?

But when they entered the road, Oda Sakunosuke predicted the sudden attack 5 seconds later, he grabbed the steering wheel to avoid the first wave of bullets, and then took out the gun, which obviously only fired a few shots That's all, but it cleverly cracked the rain of artillery fire, and destroyed the machine chamber that was constantly firing bullets.

The heavy fire weapon was destroyed, and those who came to attack were forced to get out of the car and confronted Oda Sakunosuke, but he was not the opponent of the former killer Oda Sakunosuke, and was soon shot in the arm by Oda Sakunosuke, disarmed and arrested .

"Okay, let's keep going." Oda Sakunosuke handed over the attacker to the police car that followed behind, and then said to the police in his own car.

When Qin Jiu received the news that the mission had failed, his expression didn't move. Most of the failed attackers were thugs bought by the organization with money, and it wouldn't be a pity even if they all died.

"Brother, do we still need to send people? But if that woman is sent to the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, I'm afraid we will have to send people from the headquarters to carry it out."

After all, if the mission location is the Metropolitan Police Department, there will be no powerful killers who are really stupid enough to be caught by money.

Qin Jiu chuckled, wiped the blood on his hands, and said to Vogat on the other end of the phone: "No need, that woman doesn't have much information, so don't worry about it."

Just when the police thought that the attack was organized to kill Dong Meixiang, an insider, Gin had already carefully tortured Asada Takashi's nephew, Ichiro Kitamura.

Knowing from his mouth that Asada Takashi did not leak much information to Dong Meixiang, and that more confidential matters were discussed with his nephew, Gin knew that there was no need to deal with Dong Meixiang.

I only know the name of one drug, and I know that DKP Pharmaceuticals is researching some kind of dreamy and magical potion. Gin will not be so stupid as to deliver it to the door to give that woman a chance to reduce her sentence—anyway, Dong Meixiang who killed someone will probably spend the rest of her life in prison spent.

That being the case, it is better to focus on the most important things.

"Sota Aoki, where are you hiding?" Gin Jiu's eyes fell on the photo he had printed out. The man in the photo was wearing black-rimmed glasses, thin and short, with a pale complexion, and took off the cigarette butt dangling from his mouth. , pressed on the face of Sota Aoki in the photo.