Grass, this is not right everyday

As for the Self-Defense Forces and the US military?

I don't know what kind of emergency meeting these idiots are holding, anyway, Jock didn't get any decent obstruction until the end of work.

"Sorry, the police don't have relevant information at the moment."

Although the senior police officer bowed and apologized solemnly on TV, he looked very serious, but the words he said were really not decent.

"Excuse me, police officer, after such a tragedy, does the police have a rough guess about the identity of the suspect?"

"Before the evidence is clear, the police will not make any guesses without authorization."

Although there is nothing wrong with answering this question, under the interpretation of the media and public opinion, it becomes a simple ignorance.

"Then may I ask, after the gangsters raided the police station and released a large number of criminals, have the police identified the targets of the gangsters' operation?"

"The police are still collecting relevant information and have not yet reached a conclusion."

Jock laughed exaggeratedly and slapped the table at the bar. The reporters on the TV news had a little commotion. Although the robbery happened only a few hours ago, it is naturally impossible to have an answer so soon.

But after all, so many things have happened, the police's questioning and ignorance really made people think that what is the use of the police.

Collecting evidence, of course it won't be so easy.

Even though Jock disdains Holmes, he still remembers his famous saying "Sometimes no evidence is also a kind of evidence.", that's it.

Joke did the opposite, instead of eliminating the evidence, he left a large amount of evidence for the police to investigate and distinguish the authenticity from the false.

The collection of evidence not only requires a lot of time and manpower, but many key evidences themselves will deteriorate with the incident and become unrecognizable.

A few hours, not to mention the investigation, just being able to delineate the search area is great.

"I know you must be very happy to see this scene, but can you stop destroying my bar?"

The bartender behind the bar glared at Jock, trying to control her tone as much as possible, and the anger was still revealed in her voice.

"Oh, sorry." Jock said insincerely, and stopped patting the bar at the same time. "One more Marsblast, big one."

Ignoring the bartender's wrath, Jock decided to read the internet reviews while the drink was still waiting.

Sure enough, it was impossible for the previous ostentatious appearance not to be photographed, and now there are videos of tanks ostentatiously appearing all over the Internet, and comments from all over the world are bombarded.

"I thought the beautiful country was free enough, but I didn't expect the book to be so free."

"Anyway, I hope the foreign students are okay."

"I know that this tank is a T-72 tank. Russia stopped producing it in 06. It is the kind used by the villains in various American movies."

"Russia: Blame me?"

Needless to say, I know that the above strings are all comments from the domestic Internet, and all kinds of penguin group microblogs and so on have all exploded. This is probably the most explosive news in 16 years besides Nanhai.

Just when the comments from all over the world made Jock laugh and feel inexplicable joy, the White Horse Police Chief suddenly announced that he would take the blame and resign, and the Prime Minister would give a speech later.

"Your wine." The bartender handed the wine to Jock with a sullen face.

Pour the bartender's hard work into his stomach like pouring beer, which once again aroused the bartender's contempt.

"Phew, it's comfortable." Jock let out a breath of alcohol in satisfaction.

I don't know if the comfort he said is the comfortable drinking or the fact that he has fired so many shots after a long time, or if he finally regained his face from the Metropolitan Police Department and felt restrained.

As for the police, public security, and FIB all getting together to jointly investigate this matter, it is obvious that Joke has completely ignored it.

And at this time, just as Jock was thinking about having another drink, a guest suddenly came to Sophia's bar.

A well-dressed beauty in a kimono with a huge suitcase looked around, her eyes lit up when she saw Jock, and she hurried over.

"Excuse me, are you Leviathan...ah, are you Mr. Joker?" The beauty in kimono suddenly approached Joker with a face full of surprise.

"She's been coming here a lot lately...well, she's actually coming to see you every day." The bartender Jill leaned into Jock's ear and said, "You...couldn't be the winning bidder?"

"You fucking won the bid, am I the kind of careless person?" Jock rolled his eyes and responded to the bartender.

"I... My name is Sayuri Sawamura. I called you some time ago." The beauty in kimono gave her name, but Joke didn't have much impression. Are you ready for a new job?"

Sawamura seemed to be afraid that Jock would refuse immediately, and the small man burst out with incredible strength, placing the suitcase in his hand on the bar counter.

Needless to say, this move naturally irritated the bartender, but she didn't say much.

"Here is the money I prepared for you, about [-] million."

The bartender whistled when Sawamura reported a figure of [-] million, but Sawamura quickly added as if he was afraid that it would not be enough.

"If it's not enough, I'm still raising money, and I can get [-] million soon!"

87. A commission from Sayuri Sawamura

Four hundred million yen.

Probably equivalent to more than 2000 million RMB, more than 300 million US dollars.

After all, it is quite a large sum of money. If it is normal, maybe Jock will be tempted. After all, it is a total of [-] million, which is a large sum of money.

But now that Jock just snatched back [-] million yen a few hours ago, the money is not so attractive.

What's more, after so many years, Joker has about hundreds of millions of dollars at his disposal, not counting all kinds of messy assets and things that are inconvenient to sell, so his desire for money is not very strong.

Jock glanced at the empty bar, the bar was not open at this time, only Jock and the bartender were hanging around here.

And according to Jill, she came to her door for several days in a row...

The work that Sayuri Sawamura mentioned... is basically a kind of commission.

But even though it was a commission, it was not the same as the adventurer's guild and the commission given to detectives in the novel.

First of all, this kind of private entrustment is not recognized by the law, nor is it supervised by the response department, and only wild dogs without a license will take on this strange job.

Although this group of people named themselves "free exorcists", in the final analysis, most of them were just a group of fugitives, robbers, and scum.

After all, who would take on such private work as a decent person?When a serious person loses his exorcist license, he either waits to retake the exam, or simply changes careers.Those who remained in the business generally didn't mind taking on jobs that a licensed exorcist would never do.

For example, the illegally obtained real estate was entangled with something, or the girlfriend who was accidentally killed turned into something unclean and was recovered.

Or simply let annoying people disappear from this world.

The so-called "free exorcist" basically did this kind of thing, and Jock did the same thing when he first came to Japan and met Kato.

In order to establish his prestige and quickly increase his reputation, he also did work similar to "free exorcist" at the beginning.

Later, when he established his prestige and was not short of money, Jock basically only contacted "jobs" for a few favors.

Those who directly find someone to entrust someone like Sayuri Sawamura are basically laymen among laymen.

As I said before, the group of "free exorcists" are basically not good people. They don't mind doing some dirty work, and naturally they don't mind simply killing people for money.

Without the introduction of an intermediary, I came directly to the exorcist for a face-to-face commission... If it were someone else, the police would find a swollen, naked corpse in a certain river in a few days.

"It seems that your reputation in the industry is really good." The bartender leaned out and said in Joker's ear, "Someone really came to you face to face for commission."

"Of course, the reputation of this industry is higher than the level of ability. I have never robbed employers." Joc paused and said, "at least I have never robbed employers who paid."

"Anyway, about this commission."

Sayuri Sawamura's eager eyes became even hotter when she heard Jock talk about the entrustment.

But even in the face of such eager expectations, Jock still looked bored, and had no intention of taking on the job.

"Let me ask a question first, what is your relationship with the owner here?" Jock said as he patted the bar, drawing another glaring look from the bartender.

"I... I'm actually not very familiar with the adults here." Sayuri Sawamura hesitated for a moment and said truthfully, "It's just that I have already searched for everyone I could find, and finally I was introduced by that adult. find you below."

What is that adult, that adult, talking about?

Jock resisted the urge to roll his eyes and secretly thought it was funny, but since he was not very familiar with him, it was impossible for him to have any human relationship, so Jock had no reason to accept this commission.

What's more, it has been more than a week since Elili Sawamura disappeared, and Jock doesn't think she is still alive from the bottom of his heart.

"Okay, I understand." Jock looked into Sayuri Sawamura's eyes and said seriously, "I know more or less about your daughter. First of all, I will tell you that I will definitely not take this kind of question and it will definitely fail. entrust."

"I also hope that you can accept the reality and let the situation change."

Jock didn't care about Sayuri Sawamura's reaction after finishing speaking, and let her hang her head down and stick to the same place. After saying hello to Jill, she decided to go to see if Huang Quan and An Yi arrived.

But just as Jock took half a step, he was grabbed by Sayuri Sawamura by the corner of his clothes.

Jock turned his head, only to see the beautiful woman in kimono with her head down, unable to see her face clearly.Just when Jock asked whether she was crying or something, Sayuri Sawamura suddenly let go of Jock's clothes.

Looking up, Jock didn't see any tear stains on Sawamura's face, instead she showed a somewhat scary expression.

Just when Jock thought that Sawamura was going to say something harsh, she suddenly bowed and turned to leave.

"Hey, bring your money!" Jock looked at the [-] million yen beside him, and shouted at Sawamura's back.

But I don't know if Sayuri Sawamura didn't hear it or what, she left the bar without looking back.

"Hey, what should we do with the [-] million yuan?"

The bartender and Jock looked at each other with question marks all over their heads.

"I don't know. Anyway, the money is not mine, so you have to do it yourself, and then don't forget to use the skill of reincarnation of dirt to get her daughter out." Joke said indifferently.

In the end, Jock still confiscated the money, leaving the bartender alone looking at the large amount of cash at a loss.

But Joke didn't care much about these follow-ups anymore. He received a text message from Huang Quan, saying that the goods had arrived.

Without saying a word, Jock left the bartender who was still at a loss, left Sofia alone, and drove to the love hotel where he met Isayama before.

After arriving at the love hotel, Jock didn't go through the door. He slipped in through the back door and walked directly to the suite on the top floor.

The stairs creaked, and the sound insulation effect of this hotel was very good. Even with Jock's hearing, he couldn't hear the fierce movement of the passionate collision between men and women.

In the suite on the top floor, the innermost single room, Jock slammed on the door of the room, and after a while, Isayama Koizumi poked his head out from behind the door. .

"Why are you working so hard, and why are you making an appointment in this kind of place!" Isayama Huangquan carefully pointed the direction of the corridor, and dragged Jock into it.

"Why are you so careful? The economy has been in a downturn recently, and the suites on the top floor are rarely used." Jock walked with Isayama Huangquan nonchalantly.

"...But having said that, it's a shame that you can think of interrogating in this kind of place?" Isayama Koizumi said.

Joker and Isayama Huangquan are in a large suite that is big enough for more than a dozen people to exercise. They are surrounded by not only all kinds of small toys that make Isayama blush, but also A Yilun who is tied to a chair and is still in a coma.

88. Forced to question An Yilun

"Can this person really help us find the murderer who attacked Kagura?" Isayama Huangquan approached Jock anxiously and asked.

"Not necessarily." Joke suddenly said something completely different from what he said before, "It may not be possible to find it, but this person must be related to the murderer you mentioned."

Joker carefully observed An Yilun who was tied to the chair. He hadn't woken up from Huang Quan's stick, and judging from his expression, he probably felt very uncomfortable now.

He was wearing the school uniform that Jock forced on him, and in the corner beside him were the belongings that Jock had collected from An Yi's house.

An Yi is different from the photo, her face without glasses looks very delicate, just looking at her face is probably the kind that is very popular in school.

"Hey, this is different from what we said before!" Isayama Huangquan complained loudly, "Even the Metropolitan Police Department has been robbed, and now it is suddenly said that it may not be what happened."

"Is it the first day you came out to do things? Isn't it common to find wrong clues?" Joke said lightly.

"No, no, it won't happen often at all, okay! And since you're not sure, don't rush to grab it!" Isayama Huangquan continued to complain.

While the two were staring at An Yilun and chatting with each other, An Yilun seemed to have finally woken up, waking up from the dream of being knocked out with a stick by Isayama Koizumi.

"You're finally awake, Sleeping Beauty."

The hoarse voice that suddenly rang in his ears shocked An Yilun, and just when he was about to dodge subconsciously, he found that he was bound by something and couldn't move.

An Yilun, who had just woken up from a coma and had his glasses taken off, couldn't understand where he was, nor did he know what had happened to him.

Apart from knowing that she couldn't move, An Yilun, who only knew that she couldn't move, instinctively panicked and writhed crazily on the chair.

But the contest between the flesh and the hemp rope was decided almost immediately. An Yilun was also agitated, knocked over the chair he was sitting on, and fell on the soft carpet.

Joker didn't care how Ailun yelled, he took out a cigarette and matches from his pocket, handed them to Isayama Koizumi, and got disgusted eyes as feedback.

Jock didn't care at all, he silently ordered for himself, sat casually on the comfortable sofa, and waited for when An Yilun would go crazy too.

"Yes.. is anyone there?"

He didn't know if he was asked about the smell of smoke or if he sensed that someone was right in front of him. An Yilun seemed to finally come to his senses that there were other people here besides him.

"Of course there are, but considering you seem to be obsessed with screaming, I didn't bother you."

As Jock spoke, he instructed Isayama Huangquan to float up A Yilunya's chair. Although Huang Quan was reluctant, he obediently did so after glaring at Jock.

An Yilun also stared blankly in front of him, and it took a few seconds for Joke to realize that this person was still severely short-sighted.