"Young officer, you must believe me. The drug trafficking was all that guy's idea. I was just a driver! He's the mastermind. You must believe me!"
"Mr. Aoki, how can you make us trust you?"
"Okada Naohiro, his name is Okada Naohiro!" Aoki Shosei's lips trembled and he could barely speak clearly. He tried to recall the tangled fragments of his memory and continued his confession: "And the transaction location, yes... the transaction location was the art museum in Fuchu no Mori Park!"
"What time?"
"Today at 2 p.m.—"
Aoki Shosei's words stopped abruptly, because when he looked up at the young police officer, he saw a smile in his gray-blue eyes.
Therefore, this guy was lying to him, and his brother-in-law had never betrayed him.
"You're fucking lying to me! Give me... Ugh!"
Aoki Shosei never expected that before he could finish his words, he felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck, and then nothing happened.
Nakatani Tomoka scratched her cheek awkwardly and stuck out her tongue a little sheepishly:
"I don't think I used much strength. This guy is so fragile."
Zhu Fushiki Jingguang couldn't help but look at Sano Taiichi. He saw with his own eyes that Nakatani Tomoka gritted her teeth and swung the knife. Even if he was hit by that blow, the result would be either fainting or lying on the ground with a dazed head.
"Let the police come and take him away."
"Zhu Fu, where are you going?"
"We already know the transaction location and specific time. Of course, we'll go over there and take a look first. You two will stay here and remember to report the news to the patrol officer at the police station!"
Morofushi Kagemitsu got on his bicycle and headed towards Fuchu no Mori Park. It didn't take him long to ride the three kilometers.
Of course, he only intended to monitor the transaction object from the outside.
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