I am in Dongying mixed society

Yes!I really want to arrest her!

However, it is precisely because of her status as a minor and her arrogant attitude that does not cooperate with my investigation at all.

These days, I, the FBI police officer who has made great achievements in international anti-triad projects, has failed to make any progress in her series of gang-related cases.

However, it is often said that no cunning fox can hide from the eyes of a good hunter, waiting for no progress these days.

Today, my chance has finally come!

"Huh! The house is quite big~ It looks rich, but money is useless. The case last night killed more than a dozen or twenty people, the destruction of electrical facilities in the surrounding residential areas, and the house. The bullet holes left by the gunfights around this house are all evidence that your Hoshino group is an illegal gang!

The eldest lady of the Hoshino family~ what else can you do to escape my arrest.

What if you are a minor?

In less than a month, so many people died in two consecutive rush events.

Even if you do not have any autonomous capacity in law due to your age.

Today, I also have to grab your two powerful men and bite a piece of meat from you!"

With that said, I just got off from a police car with a few police officers from the Japanese Metropolitan Police Department.

Standing outside the big iron gate of the Hoshino’s mansion, she was holding a search warrant personally approved by the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

In this way, he wore a wanton and arrogant smile like a revenge.

With no one coming forward to stop him, he walked into the outer wall of Hoshino's mansion and came to the gate on the first floor of the mansion.

With his hands around his chest, he lifted his foot and kicked open the wooden door of the Hoshino's mansion, with a few bullet holes left by the battle with the mercenary members last night!

"The little girl of the Hoshino family! Last time she dared to scold the old lady and the virgin in the bureau!

Let me die to my old lady now!!!"

Chapter 120: Policy This Thing~

Hoshinoya, the conference room used for reception...

Hoshino Hitomi, who had changed into his usual winter white Lolita long skirt, quietly sat on a leather office chair.

She tilted her legs that couldn't step on the ground even if she adjusted the liftable office chair to the lowest level.

One hand is sticking to the armrest of the office chair, holding a cute head with a small white fist.

The pink eyes stared out of the window, as if they were looking at the falling snow, and as if in a simple daze.

"...Little Hitomi."

Right in front of the office chair, an old voice came from across the office desk in front of her.

This voice seemed a little kind, and a little tactful, so that Hitomi Hoshino, who was still looking out the window, unconsciously recovered.

"Grandpa Chenggo, what do you think about Hoshino Yuichi?"

After looking back into the room, Hitomi Hoshino, who turned his head and looked out the window, asked.

In the face of her inquiry, Oshima Chenggou, who was the first to speak to her, couldn't help but turned to look at Chiharu Moriyama who was sitting next to him, and the surroundings, together with Chiharu Moriyama. After hearing that Hitomi Hoshino was successfully rescued this morning, Fukaya Bear, Eguchi Kinji and the other five elders rushed to him in a hurry.

After discovering that the five elders who had come with him were embarrassed on their faces.

This was a hesitant look, after several thoughts, the problem was finally thrown back to its originator.

"...Little Hitomi, what's your opinion?"

"kill."

Without hesitation, without any consideration, there was not even a trace of expression on the pretty face looking sideways out of the window.

With a tone like asking what to eat for dinner tonight, Hitomi Hoshino faintly spit out such a word from her small mouth that might only fit into a quail egg.

"...Can you sell the old man a bit?"

"reason."

"Save as much blood as possible for the Hoshino family."

"Catch him, let him leave a child for Hoshino's family and then kill him."

Hitomi Hoshino turned his head and looked at the six old people present, and their eyes showed seriousness.

This seriousness is enough to make people feel chilling, and facing these six eyes that chilled her.

Hoshino Hitomi's answer is...

"No."

"Little Hitomi, that..."

"Grandpa Chengwu, dear elders, I don't want to continue discussing this matter, if you really want to keep him from me and let him keep seeds for Hoshino's family.

Then please use your power to find him in advance before killing him in Watanabe Ikeko and Sato Hide."

Before Oshima Chenggou could finish the words that seemed to want to plead with him, Hitomi Hoshino directly interrupted Oshima Chenggou's persuasion with an uncompromising tone.

Afterwards, she turned around, and at the same time stretched out her hand to open the drawer of the office desk in front of her.

Take out a yellow paper document bag from the drawer.

"Grandpa Chengwu, remember that you told me on the phone last night before I was kidnapped. I have inherited my father’s will. I want him to walk down the road that he could not finish with you. .

Then I and you are like-minded comrades.

Since it is a comrade, since there are words that want to change this country's goal.

Then, in front of the country, please also ask you and the elders to put aside the trivial matters in our family."

"this is..."

Seeing Hitomi Hoshino took out the yellow paper bag that he smashed on the desk in front of him after taking it out of the drawer.

Suddenly I remembered that in the phone call last night, Hitomi Hoshino and Oshima Chengwu who had talked about something he had stood up directly from the sofa he was sitting on.

He came to Hitomi Hoshino's.

He quickly picked up Hitomi Hoshino from the table and threw the paper bag on the table and took it apart.

"The official document from the [three-member group] about the establishment of the [New Party]. The one who arrived this morning, the person who delivered the express mail for the [three-member group], saw this picture of my house full of beatings this morning. The look of bullet holes.