"Thanks!"
In the living room, Hattori Heiji bowed to Sakaki Makoto.
If it weren't for Makoto Sakaki's intervention...
Yusuke Sakata must be dead at this moment.
Regardless of the angle, Hattori Heiji is sincerely grateful to Sakaki Makoto.
"You are welcome."
Sakaki drank the whiskey in one gulp and poured himself another glass.
The feeling of being tipsy...
He likes it very much.
After simply bandaging Yusuke Sakata's wound...
Hattori Heiji called the police.
The murderer has been caught, and under normal circumstances, the case should be closed.
Can...
For Makoto Sakaki, catching Yusuke Sakata is just the beginning.
"Mr. Sakata..."
Sakata Yusuke had his hands wrapped in white cloth, and he was so ashamed that he didn't dare to look up.
"I just noticed that you kept checking the time. You must have some plans."
Lighting up a cigarette, Sakaki looked at him:
"You have killed Nagao Hidetoshi and four others, if I'm not mistaken..."
"The next target should be Councillor Goji Sotaro, right?"
"Um..."
Sakata Yusuke nodded:
"Originally, I was planning to threaten Goji Sotaro with what happened that year and call him to the warehouse behind the courtyard to kill him, but..."
He adjusted the handcuffs on his wrists and sighed:
"What's the point of talking about this now?"
Bang!
The door to the living room was suddenly pushed open, and a bald man in a white suit and a beard rushed in:
"Where is the criminal?!"
"You finally came out, Councillor of the Township Department."
Hattori Heiji stepped forward and said:
"If we don't catch the criminal and still plan to hide..."
"Where did this black-faced boy come from? He's just talking nonsense!"
Goji Sotaro glared:
"It's your police's job to catch criminals. My life is in danger, so of course I have to hide!"
"The criminal is...Ah!!!"
When he saw the opened bottle of wine on the table, he covered his chest and let out a heart-wrenching scream:
"My wine!!!"
“Who, who drank it!!!”
Sotaro Goji questioned fiercely.
The secretary following behind him swallowed involuntarily when he saw this.
You should know...
Councillor Sotaro Goji is a heavy drinker who likes to drink all kinds of alcohol, but his favorite...
The best is the single malt whisky produced by Bushmills in Northern Ireland, a 30-year-old vintage that is expensive.
Who was so bold as to drink it all on his own initiative? !
"What the hell are you yelling about?"
With slightly red cheeks and drunken eyes, Sakaki Makoto glanced at him, holding the wine glass and drinking slowly, with no intention of stopping.
grass!
If he hadn't had any hair, Sotaro Goji would have exploded!
This is too arrogant!
Who dares to act so recklessly on his territory?
He is a highly respected congressman, congressman!
"Who allowed you to drink?!"
Sotaro Goji rushed forward without even caring who the murderer was.
“You!”
Sakaki Makoto looked at him strangely.
What?
After touching his bald head, Goji Sotaro was puzzled and asked his secretary:
"Did I say that?"
"No!"
The secretary said loudly:
"You have been hiding in the study all day today. I have been reporting all the news to you. No one has asked if you can drink!"
Good guy...
The old bottom is revealed...
The corner of his mouth twitched, and Sakaki Cheng secretly made up his mind:
When I look for a secretary in the future, I will never look for someone like this...
So embarrassing!
Goji Sotaro's face darkened instantly, he glared at his secretary fiercely, and yelled at Sakaki Makoto:
"No one agreed to it. You took my things without permission. You are a thief!"
“No, no, no…”
The accusation was made, and Sakaki Makoto quickly denied it:
"In front of so many people, it's robbery at best, not theft."
"ah?"
His cheeks flushed instantly, and Goji Sotaro was angry:
"What the hell do you police officers do?"
"He himself admitted that he was a robber, arrest him!!!"
Everyone looked at each other...
He slowly turned his head and whistled.
Turn a blind eye.
It's not just one or two days since Goji Soutarou has been hostile to the police...
Even a clay figure can have some temper, let alone them?
If I don't punch you twice, it's considered high professionalism, but I still listen to your commands?
Why don’t you drink three pounds of Erguotou and have a good sleep?
There is everything in dreams.
“Asshole!!!”
Sotaro Goji was so angry that he jumped up and down:
"I will report this to the Metropolitan Police Department, and report you, the Osaka Prefectural Police Headquarters!"
"Hurry~ Don't be so anxious..."
Sakaki Makoto pressed his hand:
"Have you been peeing yellow lately?"
"Yellow urine..."
Smacking his lips, Goji Soutarou realized that he was being scolded, and immediately flew into a rage, raising his fist to hit someone, and the next second...
He found the MK23 combat pistol on the table.
The fist stopped in mid-air.
The small eyes, like a mouse's, looked around.
The police looked at him with a smile, their eyes revealed a strong sense of incitement and...
With ill intentions.
beat!
Keep hitting me!
What a coward!
At most I'll get shot, and whether I live or die depends on God. I have to get rid of this anger first.
However...
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