Tokyo Police

Because Kuroda's thick egg yaki had already been touched by others, the prisoner in charge of distributing the food gave him another piece. Looking at the square and thick egg yaki on the dinner plate, Kuroda couldn't help feeling very uneasy.

"That... Mr. Hojo, I... I..."

When Kuroda saw the prisoner called Mr. Hojo passing by him, he couldn't help but stopped him. I saw that Mr. Hojo stopped first, then turned around and nodded at him with a smile, and then walked to an empty seat to eat breakfast slowly.

That morning, Kuroda's eyes never left Mr. Hojo. And the other party's elegant way of eating also seemed incompatible with the devoured prisoners in the prison. I saw that he seemed to be thinking about problems while eating, and he always stopped his chopsticks from time to time. Because he ate very slowly, it didn't take long for many prisoners who had finished eating to pass by him. Many people would respectfully nod to him, and Mr. Hojo would also bow slightly in return.

"What a dazzling person, watching him eat breakfast looks like he is tasting kaiseki! How can such a person come to such a place?"

Kuroda held up the soup bowl in confusion, and took a sip of the hot soup for breakfast very cherished. There was also a piece of simmered radish in the soup bowl. After eating it in this warm winter, Kuroda actually let Kuroda I felt a long-lost sense of happiness. For a while, Kuroda withdrew his attention, and for the first time seriously tasted the breakfast in the detention center!

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"Woooooo!"

As the drill drilled deeper into the wall again, Akio Kuroda finally let out a long sigh of relief. I saw that he slowly put the impact drill in his hand on the ground, and then cleaned the debris in the hole with his fingers. After the hole was cleaned up, Kuroda put the Hesuojin explosive he made one by one. They filled the gaps in the wall, and then they waved to their companions who were working together, and the two climbed out of the water well along the ladder behind them, and then returned to the ground.

"Mr. Kuroda, is this really okay?"

"Don't worry, I still have confidence in my skills. After Kuroda said this, he opened his thermos and placed a cup of hot tea in the cup. When Kuroda put the cup on After landing on the ground, he silently picked up a remote control and held it in his hand. With a fine ripple coming from the water in the teacup, Kuroda turned his head to his side and nodded to his companion. Then he pulled the manhole cover on the side again, and silently returned to the ground."

"Mr. Kuroda! This..."

Seeing that the wall didn't seem to have changed significantly except for some cracks, Kuroda's companion couldn't help but be a little suspicious. As for Kuroda, after carefully inspecting all the drilled holes, he picked up a wooden stick and pressed it against the center of the wall. Seeing that Kuroda only pushed forward with a little force, the wall began to appear. Significant shaking.

"Mr. Kuroda! This is also..."

"Be careful, come and help!"

"Hi! Hi!"

Kuroda's companion ran to Kuroda's side overjoyed, and then picked up the wooden stick and pushed it forward with force, only to see that the two of them didn't use much effort, and the wall that had not changed was broken in an instant. Punching holes, this time, the two hurriedly put down the wooden sticks in their hands, and then cleaned up the entrance with all their hands.

"Okay... Now the biggest obstacle has been overcome by us, and then... we just need to get through the obstacles behind..."

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Shinjuku Central Police Station.

"Director... We have already investigated clearly, the black shojin hidden in the clay is only the bag we found, and now... it has been sent to this hall for identification, I believe we will get the results in a short time. already."

"Director?"

After Adachi Sheng reported his work, he saw that Lin Xiuyi seemed to have no response, so... not knowing what to do next, he could only take the initiative to ask Lin Xiuyi for advice.

"Ah... I'm so sorry... where did you just say?"

"I... I just said that the He Suojin found at the scene has been sent to this hall for further identification, and then... we can only wait for the results to see!"

I heard the subordinates repeat what they just reported. Lin Xiuyi nodded to show his understanding. However, when he thought of making such a big commotion for such a small bag of black Sorkin, Lin Xiu instinctively felt that things should not be so simple.

"What about... the Vietnamese who traded with Kuroda? Did they have any results over there?"

"this……"

Just when the head of Adachi didn't know how to answer the question raised by Lin Xiuyi, a voice that made Lin Xiu feel even more cordial suddenly came from outside the door.

"Are you busy? I'll come over and get a coffee!"

"Eh? Mr. Matsuda, that... doesn't the office you occupy already have a coffee machine?"

Seeing that Matsuda Goro suddenly walked in without anyone else, he then picked up the coffee pot on the drinking cabinet beside him. Fearing that Lin Xiu misunderstood that he had neglected the guests, Adachi Noi hurriedly asked Matsuda Goro.

"Ah... that coffee machine is really in the way, so I asked someone to send it back again, don't worry about me, you can just continue..."

Hearing Matsuda Goro's answer ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Adachi Sheng couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed, but fortunately Lin Xiuyi didn't care about it. I saw Lin Xiuyi continue to ask Adachi Sheng:

"What I want to know is why Matsuda Goro knew these Vietnamese people, whether it was introduced by someone, or whether they knew each other..."

"This... I'm really sorry, my subordinates haven't considered this aspect yet..."

"Uh... well! If you have time, let's take the time to investigate, although this case is now under the responsibility of the public security. In addition... The case of the murder of the president of the Sumiyoshi Society, Fukuda Haruyuki, will continue to be investigated, I want to know... ...how is his social relationship...has he had a grudge against anyone recently, and...the social relationship of his missing subordinate, Tadashi Ado, should be carefully traced, and if there is any situation, please report to me at any time!"

"Hey! I'm going to investigate quickly, Director, so I won't disturb you!"

Hearing Lin Xiu's explanation of a lot of work, Adachi suddenly felt that his head was getting bigger. You must know, he couldn't remember how long it had been since the Shinjuku Central Police Station was in charge of a murder case. The powder keg could explode at any time, and Adachi felt Alexander every moment.