Yoruichi Toyama was not surprised by this introduction.
Because of spoilers, he already knew that the distillery had sent a burly Irishman who could perfectly impersonate the similarly sized Matsumoto manager.
Aunt Absinthe is too limited by her innate conditions.
However, it's still quite surprising that the police arrested the person so swiftly.
Upon closer inspection, the bruises on the faces of the escorts, and Ireland's uncontrollable trembling legs, all proved that the two sides had gone through a fierce battle.
Indeed, judging by his size, he must be incredibly skilled, capable of knocking out Xiaolan.
If the police want to arrest him, it's just like Emperor Kangxi capturing Oboi – it all depends on how many people there are!
Wearing a hood, Ireland couldn't see what was happening inside, but let out a sinister laugh.
"Police, is it? It's rare to see you guys being smart enough to see through my disguise."
"I admit defeat this time."
"However, this ends here. You will not get anything from me!"
After saying that, he really didn't say another word.
Yoruichi Toyama glanced at Tooru Amuro.
I thought this guy was the presiding judge, but he hasn't said a word so far.
Amuro Tooru also glanced back at him at the same time.
It seemed to mean urging him to speak.
No, brother, what can I say on your police territory?
Yoruichi Toyama wanted to protest, but after being glared at several times, she could only cough and speak.
"Um, Ireland, right? Don't be nervous, we're just chatting..."
"Who are you?" Ireland interrupted him coldly.
Before Yoruichi Toyama could decide whether to fabricate an identity, Kazami revealed it for him.
"This is the famous detective Yoruichi Toyama. He's the one who saw through your disguise as Manager Matsumoto."
Well, so you two are really like boss and subordinate, conspiring to betray me, huh?
Yoruichi Toyama sighed resignedly.
Ireland suddenly sat up, causing the restraints and handcuffs to rattle loudly.
"Yuanshan!" Judging from his voice, he said the name through gritted teeth. "You're the one who arrested him..."
However, he stopped halfway through his sentence.
Seemingly believing these might provide clues, Ireland, despite its anger, has remained tight-lipped.
But Yoruichi Toyama has already given him a hint.
He knew, of course, that Kenzo Masuyama, who had been arrested, was codenamed Pisco in the brewery and had very close ties with Ireland.
"So," he asked cautiously, "you're saying the person I arrested isn't Mr. Kenzo Masuyama?"
"Did vermouth tell you that?"
Ireland remained silent for a moment, then finally let out a heavy sigh.
"You even know about absinthe..."
"That woman always considers herself shrewd, but she misjudged this time too."
"The detective she'd been investigating was actually a police officer, and he'd thoroughly investigated her..."
"Huh?" Yoruichi Toyama was stunned and dumbfounded by this outrageous speculation.
"I didn't! I didn't! Don't talk nonsense!"
Seeing Coco's hurried denials, Amuro Tooru and Kazami both wanted nothing more than to drag him over and beat him up.
Are we police officers some kind of dirty stuff? Why are you in such a hurry to distance yourself from us?
Oh, our public security bureau doesn't have a good image to begin with, does it?
That's alright then.
Ireland sneered again.
"Why the rush to deny it? Anyway, I can't go out and expose you."
“That’s right, Mr. Masuyama is someone I respect like a father.”
"He had originally planned to retire from the trade after finishing that job and live a peaceful old age..."
His tone was filled with sincere longing and resentment, but Yoruichi Toyama found it very awkward to hear.
"Wash your hands after you've done that job"? That's quite a detailed plan, isn't it?
Do you remember when Kenzo Masuyama was trying to kill someone?
Yoruichi Toyama believed that Kenzo Masuyama, a member of the distillery, Ireland, including vermouth...
Their hands should all be covered in blood.
These people are actually thinking about retiring and enjoying their old age. Aren't they being a bit too smug?
However, considering that Amuro Tooru probably wanted to get more information from Ireland, Toyama Yoruichi reluctantly refrained from refuting him.
But another voice suddenly rang out.
"Ireland... no, Kenshiro!"
Ireland, whose real name was called, shuddered violently.
“Mr. Masuyama?” he murmured incredulously.
At the same time, Kazami placed the already connected phone on the table in front of him.
"Kenshiro, don't worry, I'm fine, I'm under police protection now..."
It was indeed Kenzo Masuyama's voice, but what he said was so unexpected that Ireland shook his head frantically.
“Mr. Masuyama, they forced you to say that, didn’t they!”
"Hey, police officer, come at me if you have a problem!..."
Kenzo Masuyama sighed deeply and spoke again in the gap between Ireland's roars.
"Kenshiro, do you know I almost died?..."
"It was Vermouth. She ambushed me after I was arrested, but thankfully Mr. Toyama saved me..."
Oh? I have business to attend to here?
Yoru Toyama paused for a moment, then turned to Tooru Amuro and pointed to himself.
Amuro Tooru nodded with a smile.
Okay... Yoruichi Toyama breathed a sigh of relief and leaned back in her chair.
No wonder the police officer wanted him to participate in the interrogation of Ireland.
Kenzo Masuyama was a figure whom Ireland deeply respected and almost regarded as a father.
He happened to be the one who saved Kenzo Masuyama from Absinthe's gun.
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