Hirata sat alone in the reception room of the jiao office, turning the pen in his hand boredly.

He has explained the specific conflicts with the bad alliance to the responsible police officers.

However, the police officer who finished the transcript did not let Hirata leave directly, but instead asked him to wait here first.

Kato Okawa and Aiha who came together were in a different room from him, so he didn't know what happened to the other two people.

Since the other party did not restrict his freedom and did not handcuff himself, Hirata was not in a hurry. He walked a few steps in the room, sat down and turned the ballpoint pen in his hand to pass the time.

After turning for a while, I put the ballpoint pen on the table, closed my eyes and began to think about my previous series of experiences in Meguro District.

The monster transformed into "Ogino Eye Wolf" escaped, and I don't know where I have escaped.

The two women I met on the street with Director Kobayashi before came to Tokyo for what purpose?

What is the relationship between these two women and "NO49"?

His mind is now full of questions.

Although Makino Haruka and Mr. Teng Chengyumei's brother were rescued, the matter is far from over!

Sighing and opening his eyes.

Seeing the iron door of the reception room being opened, a policeman in his thirties walked in.

Short hair and long figure give people a sense of competence.

Based on the epaulette on the other party's shoulder, Hirata confirmed that the other party's police rank was supplemented by the police department.

If the police department makes up for it, it should be the director of the foreign exchange office.

"You're Hirata Mizunai?"

The director of the exchange office looked at Hirata who was sitting on the chair with great interest and did not treat himself as an outsider.

"Yes, I'm Hirata Mizunai."

Hirata tidied up his slightly wrinkled clothes and stood up, "I have explained to you the specific conflicts with those bad high school students. If nothing else, can I leave?"

"Feel sorry."

Nishio police station sat down and faced Hirata.

"There are other things that require your assistance, so... you can't leave for the time being."

"What's up?"

Nishio didn't answer directly, turning the topic to other aspects, "You announced on TV that all the kendoers can challenge you, right?"

"yes."

Hirata glanced at him, "Are you a kendo?"

Nishio stood up and approached Hirata a little, with a serious expression on her face, "Yes, to be precise, a member of the Tokyo Kendo Society."

"Tokyo Kendo Association, I haven't heard of it."

Hirata shook her head.

He didn't mean to ridicule the other party, but he really had never heard of this association.

"Are you a member of the Tokyo Kendo Association on your behalf, come and challenge me?"

Seeing the other party's bad appearance, Hirata thought the other party was here to challenge him in a kendo.

Unexpectedly, the show was so effective, and the next day, someone who wanted to challenge his kendo and kendo appeared.

And there seems to be a large organization behind it.

Hirata feels that the advertisement he has posted before is good.

"No! To be precise, it's not me who challenge you, but who exposes your true face."

He approached Hirata again, and Nishio's police station added a cold voice.

"What's the meaning?"

Hirata's brows moved, I wonder what the hell was doing.

"You mean, am I a liar?"

"Well, it can be said that. In essence, conflicts without interests will not last long, or in other words, there will be no disputes without conflicts of interests. But for the two of us, even if there is no disputes with interests, there will be conflicts between us."

He looked into Hirata's eyes, and after a moment, he turned around and went to the chair.

"Cruff", the chair was rubbed backwards with a harsh sound.

"And what I want to do most now is to expose you!"

Hirata's expression was very calm, "You can do whatever you want, but I'm sorry, I don't have time to accompany you."

For such a lunatic, he felt that saying something more to the other party might be contaminated with the other party's silly aura.

"You can't leave now."

"Why, do you want to detain me personally? Sorry, I don't think I have any crime of being detained. If you do this, it's an abuse of power. And I know some friends from the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, believe me, Mr. Police Department, you won't want to do this."

Hirata said to the other party.

"I just hope you can help us investigate, why is it detention!"

Nishio's interest in Hirata is getting stronger and stronger. Now he is a little unsure whether Hirata is a real liar or a real kendo master.

"Okay, I'll just say it clearly. I hope to have a Kendo Ji Gu with you. Do you accept it? Don't tell me that you don't have time or feel uncomfortable. Didn't you say on TV that you can accept all the Kendo players' challenges at any time?"

Hirata stopped moving towards the door when he heard the other party say this, "If you said earlier that you wanted to do Kendo Jigu with me, instead of saying something to expose it in a high tone, then I will definitely accept your challenge. But now..."

Hirata sneered at the corner of her mouth, "Sorry, I'm not happy, so I won't accept it!"

Nishio police department immediately frowned.

"Even if I don't let you leave this room?"

"If you can do it."

Hirata competed against him.

Seeing Hirata looking fearless, Nishio hesitated a little.

Mizunari Hirata is also a famous kendo expert. If the other party really knows some people from the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, or contacts the media and says that he handles the case illegally and seriously violates the rules, then he will be in a passive position.

Is it worth taking such a big risk for the president's task?

He was trapped in conflict.

While thinking about the person, the door suddenly rang. The woman in charge of administrative work came in and said to him: "There is a phone call from the police station in the police station of Yuanshan. The other party called himself the police station of Wenying in Yuanshan and said that he wanted to ask you if you have something to do."

"Police Department?"

Nishio glanced at Hirata who was alive and said, "You are the ones who did it?"

"We should tell evidence these days, and don't frame others casually, even though I know this person named Yuanshan Wenying Police Department."

Hirata tilted his head and sat back on the chair.

Close your eyes and rest, and make an expression of "I don't want to talk to you".

"you......"

Nishio police department was not sure of winning when they first came in, and their face became very ugly.

After a look at Hirata, he turned around and left the room.

Although I wanted to say something harsh, I didn't say anything in the end.

......

Nishio was about to accept the other party's inquiry and entered an uninvited guest in the store.

To be precise, it was an uninvited guest who did not alarm anyone.

The man wearing a mask and a police uniform entered the intercom office without disturbing anyone.

He was holding a bucket of unknown liquid in his hand, looking sneaky.

Since the other party was wearing a Japanese police uniform, no one in the entire exchange office suspected it.

When the other party entered the hall, he took advantage of the conversation between the guard staff and the citizens and concealed the guards who used their naked eyes to identify security.

After rushing to the office, he immediately poured the liquid from the bucket in his hand onto the building with fierce expression.

Especially wooden items, as well as flammable curtains and windows.

The liquid in the bucket smells pungent.

The barrel is filled with gasoline!

The sneaky guy poured gasoline onto the building, and while splashing it, he made a vicious voice in his mouth, "Go to die! Go to die!"

A few minutes later, his weird behavior and the pungent smell of gasoline attracted the police.

The policemen near him rushed up immediately, trying to capture him.

But the guy who had sneaked into the police team took out a match from his pocket with a grin and threw it at the place where the gasoline was spilled.
To be continued...