Shoichiro Matsubara, male, 58 years old, lives in 2-chome-14, Sugii-ku, Joni, Tokyo. His wife divorced him two years ago, and he has a son and a daughter....
A photo is also attached to the document.
Sakaki Makoto...
I couldn't help but feel a little surprised.
Although the new group is a gang, their identity information is as official as the Metropolitan Police Department...
So professional!
Dealing with professionals makes everyone feel less worried.
"Is what I want ready, Ishikawa-san?"
After reading the document, Sakaki Makoto put out his cigarette.
"certainly."
Ishikawa Hide snapped his fingers, and a younger brother with a face full of tattoos handed him a mountaineering bag with both hands.
"Three specially made .45 caliber rubber bullets with reduced ignition charge, Class IIIA soft bulletproof vests, medical plasma bags, satellite locators, and the latest Prada bags..."
Every time a noun is blurted out, someone will take out the corresponding object from the backpack, and finally...
"Mr. Sakaki, what do you want these things for?"
After moving his numb legs, Ishikawa Hide asked in confusion:
"Rubber bullets are not very lethal. There are also medical plasma bags and satellite locators... This Prada bag seems out of place to me..."
Last night, after Ishikawa Hide hung up the phone, he was also thinking about what Sakaki Makoto was going to do.
But he racked his brains and thought about it...
Didn't find any connection.
Especially the latest Prada bag, placed between bullets and medical plasma bags, not to mention how dramatic it is...
"Oh, I gave the bag away as a gift, so of course we didn't keep in touch!"
Sakaki Makoto bent down and took out dozens of Fukuzawa Yukichi notes from his purse. Without counting them, he stuffed them into the hands of Ishikawa Hide:
Keep the change, please.
The two little eyes blinked and kept stealing glances at Sakaki Makoto...
Looks weird.
It is impossible to find money.
Several hundred thousand yen is not even enough to cover the cost, what else is there to raise money for?
Finally, Ishikawa Hide gritted his teeth and took the money. He was too embarrassed to say...
The main reason is that Makoto Sakaki was too generous.
So generous...
He calculated the cost several times in his mind to make sure that he was not the problem....
As for why you don't want money...
Ishikawa Hide lost millions at the hands of Sakaki Makoto, and he hasn't even gotten his coat back yet!
If I were so petty, I should have fallen out with Sakaki Makoto long ago. Why would I have to wait until now?
"Are they here?"
Sakaki Makoto asked as he took out his cell phone and looked at it.
If it was just to meet Ishikawa Hide, there was no need for Sakaki Makoto to come to Tokyo Port.
His purpose of coming here...
It was to meet Shoichiro Matsubara in person.
"It's already 7 o'clock. They are always punctual."
Ishikawa Hide said.
As soon as the words fell...
Knock knock knock...
On the sea not far away, a pitch-black fishing boat, completely hidden in the night, was slowly approaching.
As if they had discovered Sakaki Makoto and the others, they lit up the lights on the bow and quickly approached.
Just like...
An anglerfish hiding in the sea sand, hunting its prey.
“Here I come.”
Ishikawa Hide's face tightened.
Soon, the anglerfish-shaped fishing boat stopped steadily, and two people jumped off the boat, one old and one young.
"Mr. Ishikawa!"
Of the two, the leader was an old man with purple and black skin that was even a little cracked. He had a white scarf wrapped around his head, simple clothes, his sleeves rolled up high, and he was smiling warmly.
"Mr. Matsubara."
Ishikawa Hide stepped forward and shook hands with him, then turned around and introduced:
"This is the guest I brought here. His last name is Xiaoli."
Matsubara Shoichiro looked at Sakaki Makoto, smiled and said:
"Hello, Mr. Oguri. I am Shoichiro Matsubara."
When doing business, who wants to see someone with a sad face?
If you want to become bigger and stronger, you not only need to have sharp weapons in your hands, but you also need to be good at talking.
Shoichiro Matsubara...
Well versed in this.
"Hello."
Sakaki Makoto nodded politely. The other person was greeting him with a smile, so he couldn't just slap him in the face!
but...
His attention was focused on the young man behind Shoichiro Matsubara.
This young man, who was no more than 25 years old, had skin tanned by the sun, his trouser legs were rolled up on one side, and he was wearing a pair of carefully polished white shoes. He had bright eyes and looked honest.
The clothes he wears are similar to those of Shoichiro Matsubara, both are relatively cheap, but...
On his left wrist, he was wearing a glittering gold watch with a long strap that rested on the back of his hand.
Being stared at by Makoto Sakaki, the young man frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable, and hid his left hand behind his back.
"Oops, look at my memory, I forgot to introduce myself!"
Noticing Sakaki Makoto's gaze, Matsubara Shoichiro slapped his head and said with a smile:
"Mr. Oguri, this is my son, Ken Matsubara. Ken, why don't you greet Mr. Oguri?"
Ken Matsubara nodded as a greeting.
Seeing this, Songyuan Xiangyilang glared at him in dissatisfaction, turned his head and apologized:
"I'm so sorry, my son doesn't know etiquette, please forgive me, Mr. Oguri..."
"No need for polite words."
Sakaki Makoto said calmly, pointing at their fishing boat and asked:
"Can I take a look?"
"certainly!"
Shoichiro Matsubara stepped aside:
"Mr. Oguri, just take a look!"
At this time, he also noticed something strange...
Ishikawa Hide, in front of this man named Oguri, does not seem to be in a dominant position, that is to say...
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