The brightly lit police headquarters.

Beiyuan Nanfeng pulled the bearded man's hair and threw him into a corner.

He let him roar and curse on the ground, showing his loud voice, and attracting the attention of the staff in the police headquarters.

Sumiko Nichi and Tamen Ishimaru followed closely behind with other prisoners.

All of them returned to the police headquarters.

The paths given by the reporters slowly closed and got together again. A few of them were eager to try and were no longer so scared.

Or.

Compared to fear, they want exciting news and titles more.

But Ishimaru Tamen didn't give them a chance.

“Dispel them.”

He also ordered to Gao Yuanzhuo: "Tell them that we will hold a press conference, but not now, there is nothing else to say."

"Yes!" Gao Yuanzhuo also responded.

Ishimaru Tamen breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to pull the tie around his neck.

"Sorry."

Kitahara Nanfeng turned the gun, shook the pistol back, and handed it back to Ishimaru Damen: "I guess you're going to be busy next."

“I’m really busy.”

Ishimaru Tamen took back the gun and nodded, "But it's not a big deal. In fact, even if you kill him on the spot, it will be very troublesome, but I won't say anything."

Beiyuan Nanfeng: "It will be useless if you kill him."

"If you have your ideas, I will just ask what to do. Then please leave it to me next."

"OK."

"Etsuki."

Ishimaru Tamen got a definite answer and turned around and called out to the young policeman.

"yes!"

"Just ask the doctor to help him with the wound, just treat it casually, just don't let him lose blood to death."

Ishimaru Duomen looked at his knees and was cursing in his mother tongue. He said with a blank expression: "Also, don't give him any analgesics or calming medicine when dealing with the wound, and don't give him any anesthetics at all. I saw with my own eyes that he fell from the twenty-sixth floor and could not die. He would definitely not mind the small injury and pain, so he would have to interrogate him overnight. If the medical staff disagree and think this is too cruel, you can show them the photos of the deceased in Kobe Harbor Rinhai Paradise, and then tell them, this is what I said! Don't talk to me about human rights!"

Junsuke Eto's expression turned solemn.

"I have been lucky enough to become the Minister for twenty years. I have been quite diligent in these twenty years. There have been many things happening to Hyogo Prefecture under my jurisdiction, especially in the previous ten years, but there are almost no major events and few natural disasters. For a while, I felt lucky."

Ishimaru Tamen looked around and looked at the police here and continued, "But my luck seems to be over. If something happened to Kobe, it's time for me to pay back the debt... I'm willing to bet on the end of my police career now. As long as I can catch those people, well, it's just the end of my police career, it's actually very profitable. In the next period of time, no matter what happens, I will be responsible for it. You just need to follow the orders to do it. This is my promise to you."

After saying that.

He looked at Kitanohara Nanfeng again and said with a smile: "Sorry, I'm making you laugh."

Beiyuan Nanfeng shook his head.

Ishimaru Tamen hesitated for a moment and said, "In addition, I want to trouble you. Please help me watch these people. I am not sure if the guns and ordinary police can deal with them."

"Can."

Beiyuan Nanfeng agreed readily.

Part of the reason why he asked Suyong Jiyue to go with the sniper was for this.

"Then I'll feel relieved, I'll lose my companion for a while."

Ishimaru Tamen lowered his head and pulled out the pistol magazine. After checking, he signaled the police next to him to give him a new magazine.

Beiyuan Nanfeng cast doubtful eyes on him.

"There is such a big stir, and it's still a foreigner. I guess the people from the county department next door are coming soon."

Ishimaru Tamen, a half-blank man with white hair, noticed Kitanhara Nanfeng's gaze, smiled, and explained: "So I need to deal with them, but they are not terrorists, so you don't need to take action... Although these politicians are similar to terrorists, they are easier to scare. I just need to bring enough bullets to the pistol."

North Yuan South Wind: "…"

...

After Ishimaru Tamen left.

The largest violent institution in Hyogo Prefecture began to operate.

Naohara and Sumiko Nichihara are outsiders. Although they caught the prisoners, they would have nothing to do with them.

Specializes in profession.

Kitahara Nanfeng also understood this principle, so he did not interfere randomly. While distracting and paying attention to the situation of the white people, he pulled Sumiko Nichiko to the lounge where Ishimarudamen was prepared.

Click.

Close the door.

Beiyuan Nanfeng pulled the chair and sat down, kicked the floor with his right leg, swayed the chair, and looked at the ceiling and began to ponder.

Sumiko Nichi reached out to untie her single ponytail, shook her head gently, and her black and soft hair fell down.

She came to Beiyuan Nanfeng, supported the table with both hands, and gracefully half next to the table, looking at Beiyuan Nanfeng from a high place.

The north and south wind came back to their senses.

He looked at Sumiko Qikai, who was leaning against the table and her delicate figure curves were visible at a glance, and smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Sumiko Nichi asked back, "What are you thinking? Suzunai Hirotsuki?"

Kitahara Nanfeng's smile became brighter: "Jealous?"

"opinionated."

Sumiko Qihai sneered, gently kicked off her high heels, raised her small jade feet wrapped in soft black silk, stepped on the thigh of Beiyuan Nanfeng, and sat on the table.

"Hey." Beiyuan Nanfeng was a little funny.

"Sit up."

Sumiko Nichima patted her round thighs wrapped in stockings, and was serious.

"Get out, you have to sit here by yourself." Beiyuan Nanfeng patted his thigh.

Sumiko Nichihae seemed to be unable to hear it and did not respond.

Seeing this, Nanfeng Beiyuan didn't mention it anymore, but put his hand on her plump thighs, looked at the ceiling, frowned and said, "When I just went to find the sniper, I heard some words and thought of a possibility."

Sumiko Nichihiro closed her hair.

"The opposite side knew you would come and I would come. At most, Su Yong Jiyue would come with her a little unexpected. If this incident happened, the inner prince stood behind the scenes, she would not know what you meant here, so I suspect that these people have a way to deal with you, otherwise they would be seeking death."

Nanfeng Kihara slowly looked at Sumiko Qihai's beautiful and delicate face and said seriously: "It's not just the Holy Coffin Knight, but there might be something else, so be careful."

"You were thinking about this just now?"

Qihai Sumiko looked at the Nanfeng of Beiyuan, and her expression did not change at all.

"Um."

"boring."

Sumiko Nichi said casually: "If you have any obstacles, just break through, it's not worth thinking about. Why, do you still want me to go back to Tokyo to avoid the limelight?"

"this……"

Beiyuan Nanfeng really has this idea.

But without waiting for him to speak.

Sumiko Nichihiro suddenly stepped on him with her small jade feet wrapped in stockings, jumped off the table, sat on his thighs, and interrupted him.

"When do you think about those things? I'm sitting on your thigh now, and then?"
Chapter completed!