I teach kendo in Tokyo

Next, Shiratori led Kazuma and ran to a relatively impressive building nearby.

He Ma raised his head and looked at the building and sighed: "Jida has also begun to move into such a grand building. By the way, is that Jinshan guy still in the old office?"

"If he is still there, he may not plan to move." Shiratori sighed, "Obviously their organization is already a direct organization of the Kanto United."

"He has been promoted?" Kazuma was a little surprised.

"Yes, mainly because many of the organizations above were wiped out by the True Boxing Association and the Fuqing Gang. Jinshan and his father Kazama kept recruiting stragglers, and gradually reached their current status."

Kazuma thought of the guy named Kazama and remembered that he had an entry for the name of a big monster, but Kazuma couldn't remember the specific entry for a while.

Mainly I haven't seen him for a long time.

Shiratori continued: "The direct organization's office is hidden in that dilapidated three-story building. Maybe this can be considered a good cover."

Kazuma: "You already know that it is Jinshan's office, can it still be considered a cover?"

"That's why I said, 'You can't count.'" As he spoke, Shiratiao stepped forward and showed his police badge to the two guys with group tattoos guarding the door of the building. "I am Shiratiao from the Fourth Search Division, looking for you. There’s something wrong with the team leader.”

"The team leader has gone to play golf. I'm sorry, Officer-san." The guard responded with the signature flick of the tongue.

"Then I'm going to find Yamada, my brother-in-law. This industry should be directly managed by him, so don't try to fool me. I know he must be there." Although Shiratiao is shorter than the gatekeeper Ji Dao, he still presses forward without any aura. Lost half a point because of the height difference.

The gatekeeper confronted Shiratori for several seconds, and finally realized that he could not overpower the old policeman in terms of momentum. Then he turned around and pressed the call button on the intercom next to the door: "A policeman came downstairs and said he wanted to see Brother Yamada. .”

There was silence for a few seconds, and then a hoarse voice said: "It's the White Bird Police Department. Rare guest, let him come up quickly. Have a nicer attitude, you bastard."

The gatekeeper responded loudly: "Ha!"

After hanging up the call, he completed the attitude switch the moment he turned around and became respectful: "Shiratori Police Department, our brother Yamada asks you to come up."

"Um."

The old god Bainiao nodded and held his head high.

Kazuma showed his police badge first - but it seemed that this was no longer necessary, after all, the two gatekeepers had already bowed ninety degrees.

He put away his police badge and followed Bai Niao, saying in a low voice: "You are so proud."

"You have worked in the Fourth Investigation Division for thirty years, and you have this reputation. But if you are still in the police department after thirty years, it is really a failure as a professional team."

Kazuma: "I don't know if you are mocking yourself or trying to spur me on."

The professional group basically guarantees a police department, and further advancement requires merit.

Logically speaking, Kazuma's current achievements are enough for him to be promoted to the police.

However, there is an unspoken rule within the Metropolitan Police Department that there must be about three years between promotions.

And it has to be improved level by level. Upgrading to two levels in a row is a reward that can only be obtained if you sacrifice in the mission.

Kazuma and Shiratori got into the elevator while chatting. A few minutes later, the two entered the president's room on the top floor.

The president of this debt collection company and the younger brother of the Domoto team, Tetsuya Yamada, was already waiting for the two of them in the president's office.

There is also a Kung Fu tea set in the president's office. Yamada Tetsuya is sitting in front of the tea set, making Kung Fu tea in a decent manner.

Kazuma couldn't help but said: "Did you learn how to drink kung fu tea from the Fuqing gang?"

Yamada Tetsuya raised his head and glanced at Kazuma. At first, he looked disdainful. The moment he saw Kazuma, he obviously recognized who Kazuma was, and showed his superb face-changing skills: "It's actually the Dragon of Kanto who is coming. , I didn’t see you on the monitor, sorry. I heard that you were assigned to the mobile team, right?"

Shiratori: "My partner asked for leave for something, and Kiryu's partner happened to be hospitalized, so we got together."

"Oh? That's it." Yamada Tetsuya pressed the button next to the Kung Fu tea set, and a female secretary in professional attire opened the side door of the president's room and came in.

There is no intellectual aura about this secretary. Although she is wearing the clothes of a professional woman, she still exudes the lingering aura of a nightclub call girl.

She also looked at Shiratori and Kazuma with hot eyes.

Yamada: "Prepare a small gift suitable for visiting patients, and let Officer Kiryu take it away later."

"Yes." The girl looked at Kiryu again, smiled slightly, and turned to leave.

Kazuma: "Your secretary really has no intellectual aura."

"A company like mine hires girls who have finally finished four years of college. Wouldn't that be a waste to them?" Yamada said as he shook the Kung Fu Tea pot, shook it three times and then began to pour cups one by one.

Kazuma: "You are quite self-aware? So you admit that this is not a serious enterprise?"

"No, what I do here is all legal business. No one stipulates that the company formed by the Yakuza cannot do legal business, right? But this is the Yakuza's den after all, so it's better not to harm those good girls."

As he spoke, Yamada put the poured tea forward and made a "please" gesture to Kazuma and Shiratori.

Shiratori sat down on the sofa opposite him, picked up the teacup and drank the tea in one gulp. As he put down the teacup, he said, "I can't judge the quality of the tea, so I won't comment. Kiryu, do you understand tea?"

"I don't know much." What Kazuma said was the truth. Of course, he could definitely pretend if he wanted to. In his previous life, the company he worked for sold tea for a period of time, so Kazuma also gained a lot of knowledge about tea.

Of course, their company later unfortunately discovered that foreign imports were mainly black tea, while most Chinese tea was classified as green tea, which was difficult to sell in foreign trade.

So they stopped acting as agents. As a result, the tea knowledge learned from He Ma could only be used as conversation material at the wine table.

Now if Kazuma really wants to pretend to be a tea-drinking expert, he can pretend, but what's the point?

Could it be that because he knows tea, this Yamada can be easier to talk to?

Yamada smiled and said: "Actually, I don't understand tea either. The reason why I made such a set of things and made decent tea is because when I went to Fuqing Gang to discuss things with their boss, I saw him in my Making Kung Fu tea in the teahouse seems very stylish. What do you think, do the two police officers think I am stylish just now?"

Kazuma: "I don't think so."

"I think so." Yamada laughed loudly, "After all, we are Japanese, and imitating others will definitely have no effect."

Kazuma: "This idiom is used very elegantly, like a scholar."

Yamada just said this idiom and pronounced it directly according to the Chinese characters. This is considered a very learned expression in Japan, so Kazuma praised it.

Yamada smiled: "It's just a trick in front of the boss of Dong University. Tell me, two police officers came to the door without warning. What's the matter?"

"Do you know the debts of the Watanabe family?" Shiratori went straight to the point.

"Watanabe?" Yamada showed a thoughtful expression, and then snapped his fingers, "Oh, you know, you are the idiot who was deceived into guaranteeing 100 million yen, right? You know, what's wrong?"

Bai Niao smiled and said, "Can you just put this order aside for my sake?"