What to do with the brother who likes his classmates from the police academy

"Are you just asking for information so directly, Ms. Feng, at least a few polite words first?"

"You might as well think about who saved your life just now." Feng smiled, "Isn't that a long time ago? In the current situation, the only way to be safe is to follow me."

The ghosts in the Metropolitan Police Department are not yet clear. It can be said that Li Feng is the most trustworthy person who can fight. most preferred.

"It's seen," Kurosaki put down the ramen that he had eaten, and he was surprisingly able to eat it. "It can't be helped. Unlike the gorillas in the Metropolitan Police Department, our inspection department is all weak liberal arts students."

"Although there is no conclusive evidence, there are currently two suspects, the head of the search section [-], and the leader of the intelligence team of the search section [-]. Only these two people can achieve such an intelligence speed, right? The section chief will not mention it, Your search of Section [-] relies heavily on information from the intelligence team, and the leader of the intelligence team can completely mislead you by falsifying information, and both of you are highly suspicious."

"Ah, you seem to have a good relationship with these two, no offense?"

After all the words were finished, Kurosaki said something as if he had suddenly realized.

...Is it really not possible to put the prosecutor in a sack and beat him up?Feng thought seriously.

"Any clues?"

Feng squeezed the phone, thoughts flashed in his eyes.

"According to the anonymous person's report, the insider has a private bank account, and Brahma will regularly remit a sum of money, but after the prosecutor's office used its internal power, it did not find anything from the accounts of the two suspects—however, the Japanese Xiatang himself is a top hacker, so it is very easy for us not to find out."

"So your focus is on Tang?"

Maple tapped the table lightly with her knuckles.

"That's right," Kurosaki said bluntly, "Before Hixiatang was recruited, he was an active hacker on the dark web. People know what he did."

"In fact, recruiting his younger brother Ren Kusaka into the police system is partly to restrain the hacker."

He easily spit out the unknown secrets and the undercurrent calculations of the upper class.

"Where's the head teacher?"

"It's the Airplane Head, right?" Kurosaki narrowed his eyes, "The Airplane Head's past experience is quite normal. He grew up in the countryside, graduated from Mihua University, and has been devoted to his duties since entering the Metropolitan Police Department. After his partner died in the Yakuza fire six years ago, he submitted an application to be transferred to the fourth section, and later he was promoted all the way with zero casualties, until he became the head of the fourth search section the year before last."

"Zero casualty rate..." Feng knew that the boss of the plane was very concerned about the safety of his subordinates, but he never expected that he would always be burdened with such a difficult task.

"Although the fourth search section has always had a reputation for high casualty rate, in fact, you may have been the one who has suffered the most injuries in recent years," Kurosaki spread his hands, "Miss Feng, who is always on the front line."

"It sounds like the Metropolitan Police Department has exhausted its investigation. Did the Procuratorate really find no substantive evidence?"

Feng told himself that this was the prosecutor, and beating someone casually would cause the two departments to fight against each other.

"Unfortunately, no, that inner ghost is a very cautious person." When Kurosaki said this, his face was slightly dark and sullen, "And you also know that the only person in the inspection hall who dare not be arrogant The only place to go in and search is the Metropolitan Police Department."

As the "Chairman of the Disciplinary Committee", the Prosecutor's Office can be said to be hated everywhere, but everyone has to serve them with a smile. The only exception is the Metropolitan Police Department, which has mastered the force.

After all, no matter how powerful the Prosecutor's Office is, the Police Department must draw people to cooperate when arresting people. Prosecutors usually provoke too many people, and they have to ask the police to ensure their personal safety from time to time.

"However, we have other clues." He fumbled in his suit for a while, and took out a crumpled note. "This is from one of our people inside Brahma."

On the note were the names of several companies and numbers with unknown meanings.

"According to speculation, the insider is likely to accept bribes through one of these companies."

Feng stared at the note for a while... This word is so ugly.

But it looks a little familiar, Feng believes that once he has seen such an ugly word, he will not forget it.

"that person……?"

"This is confidential. In the words of your police, neednottoknow."

"Are you going to search these companies..." Feng glanced at it, remembered the contents of the note and returned it, "You can't startle the snake."

"That's right," Kurosaki reached out to him, "Do you want to cooperate with us, Miss Feng?"

"Of course...no," Feng suddenly laughed, "Thank you for your help, Mr. Kurosaki. Boss, check out!"

The old man inside the house came out slowly: "Ah? What..."

He may be deaf, Feng Chao spoke loudly before he could hear clearly.

"Hey, are you so ruthless? Leave after collecting the information, at least to ensure my personal safety!" Kurosaki threw a few large bills on the table and chased them out, "There's no need to look for them."

"What are you talking about? Are you going to follow me home overnight?"

"It's not impossible, I don't have high requirements, just a floor shop..."

"Mr. Prosecutor, even if the target is the police, what you said is also suspected of sexual/harassment/harassment!"

Putting a hand on Herosaki's shoulder, the person came with such force that his slender fox eyes widened suddenly.

Pushing the sunglasses on the bridge of the nose to the top of the head, Matsuda said maliciously.

"Should I arrest you on the spot? Don't worry, prisons and detention centers are also one of the safest places in the whole neon."

"From here to the Metropolitan Police Department, I can work hard and keep the time within 15 minutes."

The window of a car on the side of the road was rolled down, Hagiwara held the steering wheel with one hand, and the co-pilot, Kamura, waved to Feng with a smile.

"Huh? How is this possible... You obviously don't have time to send the message!"

Kurosaki glanced at the three people in front of him.

"You didn't say it yourself. Is it easy for us police to leave a message?"

Feng shook the phone, and it was a call that he hung up on right after it rang, and the caller was exactly Mu.

"It's just a phone call in a few seconds! Is there any secret language between you that can convey such a complicated message?"

"Hey, are you underestimating You Xunran?" Ling frowned dissatisfiedly, "As soon as I saw Feng's phone number, I searched for information on her, and when I found out that she was in trouble, I immediately called someone to help!"

"You don't think that Muling is the kind of subordinate who only moves once I say a word, right?" Feng raised his eyebrows, "The so-called young tame dye, but in this world, you know your own existence better than yourself."

They all believed in each other so much, even if it was just a few seconds of abnormality, Mu Ling would find clues and come here all the way.

"That's right, if Xiaozhenping has anything to do, I will do the same."

Hagiwara nodded.

"Take care of yourself first!" Matsuda snorted, "Guys who don't wear protective clothing are not qualified to say that."

"...Still angry."

Bathed in the light of the two pairs of cubs, Kurosaki felt that he was going to be nauseated.

"Okay," Matsuda sent Heisaki into the car in the same way as a prisoner, "don't worry, I'm no worse than Feng when it comes to fighting. I guarantee that Mr. Prosecutor will return to Heisaki's house safely today."

Mulu unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car, and bid farewell to the three people in the car with Feng on the side of the road.

"This time I've been tricked," Kurosaki said bitterly by the window, "Yamamura Kaede, I will definitely come back."

The new trump card of the dignified inspection office was actually given away by her empty-handed for information, and then he was stuffed back!

"Let's forget about this villain's speech."

Matsuda shook his head, and Hagiwara raised the window just right.

"Will he do something drastic?" Muku worried, "After all, this guy doesn't look quite normal."

After receiving Feng's call today, she immediately went to find out about the situation with Tachibana Naoto, who was the last contact with Feng, because the surname "Kurosaki" was somewhat familiar, and with the appearance described by Tachibana Naoto, Muku immediately contacted the prosecutor's family [Kurosaki] Corresponded.

In addition, she had heard from her mother that the Kurosaki and Ninzu family were likely to marry—although there were many families with ideas, but at that time, the Kurosaki family had the best chance of winning, so she paid more attention.

Reminiscent of what Feng told her about the inner ghost before, she understood why Kurosaki came here this time, and immediately made a decision, took a driver and a thug and set off.

"It shouldn't be... right?" Feng remembered another old friend he met today, "Anyway, it won't be more troublesome than Brahma."

Izona, that's the big problem.

"This is the last company..." The wind was strong at night, and Feng had to fasten his peaked cap, "I don't know where to put the books."

Ever since she saw Toru Amuro wearing a peaked cap to act secretly, she found that it was really safe to use it to cover herself.

On the pitch-black rooftop, the woman wore pure black sportswear, a black peaked cap on her head, and rubber gloves that did not leave any traces. She deftly jumped from wall to wall along the water pipes and window sills.

Fortunately, I am a policeman... With his back bent, Fengmao swiftly rolled through a window that had been in disrepair, landing lightly and silently, otherwise the police in Tokyo would have a headache if they went on the road of crime.

There are indeed some problems with the ledgers of the previous companies—according to the judgment of a professional, Kurosaki, there are several yin and yang ledgers, tax evasion, all distributed to his brother in the Financial Services Department, ready to settle accounts after the fall.

But there are no traces of ghosts in the Metropolitan Police Department.

Feng's heart was thumping, as if she was signaling something, she would definitely gain something tonight, she thought.