Maybe in order to chat with Hema for a while, Director Shin-inhaha's car got on the ring line, and if he wanted to drive it, he could keep driving.

As a result, after chatting for a while, the secretary in the passenger seat turned around and said to Shimo Inaba: "The phone number of the Chief Onoda Officer."

The rice leaves suddenly browed.

Theoretically, the police rank of the police chief is one level higher than the official Onoda, but the problem is that the Police Department is theoretically the superior agency of the Police Department.

All are theoretically.

Shinoya stretched out her hand to the front: "Give me the phone."

Then the secretary handed a receiver similar to the landline to the lower Naoye.

He Ma looked at the thing that the secretary was holding curiously.

Shizuoba: "The inventor believes that one day everyone will have one of these things. I think this thing is so heavy that it can be used to train muscles."

Hema frowned and looked at the square box on the secretary's knees. Those who didn't know thought the secretary was carrying an Enigma machine with him.

No, maybe it's smaller than Ennigcode machines, but it's definitely not as good as the average person can carry it with him.

With a body of Haruji, carrying this thing may be accused of ** children by passing by the **** department.

Hema: "If you want to popularize this thing, you must at least reduce the size of the brick."

Xia Daoye shook her head: "I think it's hard. This is as small as possible, but it's still the most important thing. The battery cannot be miniaturized. This thing is as big as a battery, it can only last a few hours."

Xia Naoye paused and said in a final tone: "I'm not going to see it."

He Ma raised his eyebrows: "Let's bet, I think mobile phones will become popular in more than ten years."

Shinoya just shook her head, and her attention had turned to the sound coming from the earpiece.

He could hear clearly with the horse.

After all, he could hear the sound of his heartbeat through the thick car shell, and it was easy to hear the sound coming from the phone.

While listening to Onoda's words, Hema continued to observe the thing the secretary was holding.

If he remembers correctly, in five or six years, even mainland China will have the first batch of big brothers, and as a developed country, Japan should be faster.

He Ma also wanted to have a big brother because the image of a "big guy" when he was a child in his previous life was deeply rooted in his heart.

The big brother is a symbol of his identity and status at that time.

But now Hema is not willing to buy a BP machine. The only BP machine in their family is a gift from Honami. Chiyoko persuaded Hema to put this machine on Haruri so that she could master Haruri's itinerary.

Chiyoko is somewhat overprotecting Haruri, the "sister".

At this time, Kazuma suddenly noticed Onoda asking on the phone: "Is Kiryu next to you?"

He glanced at Naoye, but considering that it was not good to say so clearly that he could hear it, he didn't have any bigger moves and continued to pretend to be stupid.

But Shinya said aloud: "He is here, and he is listening throughout the whole process. I didn't drive hands-free, but his ability can hear the sound of heartbeats through the car. These martial artists are no longer considered humans."

Onoda agreed: "Yes, you and I know how powerful the real martial artists are, but the long-term peace made politicians think they were just a group of athletes. It was obvious that SAS in the Battle of the Islands had raised all the bases in the Argentinian hinterland under the leadership of an archery champion and a Western sword champion."

He Ma stopped pretending and directly joined the dialogue: "Aren't Japanese politicians hereditary system? Those politicians who took the seats of parliament from their ancestors had never heard of their common sense from that year?"

"No." Onoda immediately replied. While he answered with the horse, Shimoya drove hands-free. "As far as I know, there are very few martial artists who can survive machine gun strafing. They all like to keep silent about their experiences in war. After all, they are actually fighting on the front line, not those staff members who are comfortable. They are somewhat war PTSD."

Hema: "Reasonable."

"Anyway, thanks to this incident, the Rangers should be set up soon."

"How fast is the so-called fast?" He Ma asked.

"It's within a few months." Shimoya replied instead of Onoda, "Considering that the mobile team had been reorganized for several years before, this is already the speed of the Rockets."

Hema: "What am I doing in the past few months?"

"Accept interviews and show up," Onoda's voice came from the hands-free "mobile phone". "If you are really idle, write a book and become a bestseller. The Public Security Committee will be very happy, which can boost the image of the police among the people. In short, don't worry about having nothing to do in the next month or two, and the reporters won't let you stay idle."

He Ma suddenly thought that at this time, he could take the opportunity to make a request.

"I don't even have a BP machine. I have to be blocked on the highway every day when I go to work, and the reporters can't find me." He said.

He Ma has no psychological burden on the police department's oil - this is to dig out capitalist corners, so you need to get more.

Onoda: "You will tell the police officer Shintohaba next to you that this matter is better, after all, he is the one who directly manages you."

Xiadaoye said: "It's just a BP machine. The equipment course has just purchased a batch from Xizhi Electric Appliances and asked them to send you one."

“It’s been purchased.”

"After all, it is the most in-depth communication tool now." The "mobile phone" on the secretary's knee was white, "it's more than this radio."

Onoda: "Do you want to change the car together?"

He Ma shook his head: "No, my car is suitable for publicity. Don't you think a police department who is so poor that he can only buy an accident car will be very provoked? The reporters love this topic so much. I bet my crepe car will become the front page of tomorrow."

Onoda: "That's it. But you haven't bought your crepe cart and it seems that it hasn't been repainted?"

Hema: "I have to have money to paint... Oh damn."

Then he remembered his crepe cart, which also uses the standard painting of a chain mobile crepe store.

Maybe tomorrow, all the crepe car sales in this chain store will increase by 30%.

Hema: "I should ask for sponsorship fees for this company."

"It's totally OK," Onoda replied, "The police's access to private sponsorship has always been open, but it cannot be given to you directly. It has to be handed over to several foundations that are mainly responsible for providing welfare protection for disabled retired police."

Shizuoba: "If this company has a good brain, they should have been contacting the external relations department of the Metropolitan Police Department now."

Hema: "According to your words, I have nothing to do with this? I thought I would have a bonus."

"You have dangerous allowances, which should be quite a lot." Xia Inaoye reminded.

Hema: "That's OK. Also, can I take advertisements?"

"No. You are the representative of the national civil servant. If you appear on TV, it means the police. You are not allowed to have any advertisements on you, and no form can do it." Onoda refused.

He curled his lips with the horse.

Then Onoda said again: "But you can freely decide what clothes to wear to go on TV. If a little trademark is revealed, we can't do anything about it. After all, we can't ask you to go on the show."

He snapped his fingers with the horse: "This is good."

"But we will organize a formal press conference in the afternoon, and you will be invited to attend in police uniforms."

Of course, I have police uniforms, but since I sent them, Chiyoko has carefully cured them and hung them at home.

Chiyoko pointed to the police uniform on the wall and said, "If you can't come back, I will treat the police uniform on the wall as your condolence."

"In the afternoon, I wore a police uniform and got to know. Did you send me home? I was at home."

Shimoya immediately ordered: "Go to the Kiryu Police Department to replenish your home."

**

He Ma directed the driver of Xia Daoye to drive the car into his yard and opened the door and got out without waiting for the stop.

Chiyoko, who heard the sound of a car coming out of the house, was overjoyed: "Have you sent a car worth 15 million? This is so generous!"

He Ma looked at his sister and thought that you were still good at plucking capitalism. After asking for a BP machine, I was so happy that I was willing to give in.

I got off the car at this time.

The police uniform he wore, as the police chief, he always appeared in police uniforms.

Chiyoko actually stretched out her hand to count the bean on the police officer's epaulette, and then she was shocked after counting: "It's Police Officer Sang!"

Shizuoba smiled and said, "Miss Kiryu didn't ask, so she counted my car in her name."

Chiyoko smiled awkwardly and reluctantly glanced at the 15 million yen car.

At this time, Amao stepped forward and bowed straight to Hema: "Thank you for your hard work!"

His voice was loud.

As the chief disciple of Hema, he must be very energetic, which is his duty.

Hema: "I'm back."

"You are back in triumph!" Amao replied loudly, "We have seen your heroic figure on TV."

He Ma nodded and then went straight to the topic: "I'm back to get the police uniform, and there will be a press conference in the afternoon."

Chiyoko immediately ran into the house: "I'll get it! I'll get it right away!"

At this time, Hema heard the sound of a car brake outside.

The reporter carrying the camera rushed down the car that had not yet been parked and took photos in the yard.

The female reporter got off the car and was slower, but immediately rushed to the range of the camera and adjusted her expression.

The director finally got off the car and stretched out three fingers to the female reporter.

The female reporter finally sorted out her clothes and nodded.

The director's three fingers were retracted in turn, and after the countdown was over, the female reporter immediately began to report: "We have arrived at the entrance of Kiryu Dojo. You can see a high-end car parked in the yard behind the low walls of the dojo. The Kiryu police department who had just stopped the atrocities made up for correction and was in the yard with his family.

"Obviously after the danger, Kiryu Police Department chose to come back and reunite with their family as soon as possible!"
To be continued...