I! Black Organization Boss

He smiled: "President Ryazan, it is not terrible to lose. The terrible thing is that you will have to hold on to death if you lose. This is not a big man..."

"Heiji."

Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Hattori Jinghua.

"Heiji, I haven't taught you about swordsmanship for a long time... I will find a time tomorrow, I will personally guide you for a while."

As he said, Hattori Jinghua's upper half of her face was enveloped in the shadow, revealing a terrifying smile.

Hattori almost didn't sit on the ground.

Looking at Hattori Jinghua’s smile, although he didn’t know what he had done wrong, he knew that his little life would not be replaced tomorrow...

Several people were chatting, Hattori Heizo slowly walked in.

He took off his suit jacket tiredly, Hattori Jinghua hurried over and took the clothes over.

Seeing Hattori Heizo, she was a little surprised: "What happened?"

Hearing this, Hattori Pingzang looked at Ryazan sitting in the room.

Ryazan praised and raised his eyebrows: "I'll go to the yard and turn around Q"

With that, he was about to stand up.

Hattori Hirazo shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter, anyway, the news is estimated to be reported soon..."

He was a little helpless: "This afternoon, a hotel had a bào zhà accident. A female guest was killed in the bathroom. According to the site investigation, it was a plastic bullet.

"The identity of the deceased is a celestial person, this time as Roman

Experts from the Nov Dynasty came to Osaka to prepare for the Suzuki Art Museum exhibition.

"We don’t know her true identity for the time being, but at the scene, we found the disassembled hand qiāng, as well as scopes, daggers, night vision equipment and other equipment. Therefore, the police department temporarily made assumptions that this is a scene In the internal struggle of the lower forces, the deceased is likely to be a professional killer or other similar personnel performing secret work."

"In view of the special false identity used by the deceased, this case may finally be handled by the police department."

Hattori Hirazo shrugged, and implicitly expressed his

The department's disdain.

Hearing what he said, Ryazan showed a somewhat surprised expression: "Heaven

Chaoren... Romanov expert, it's not Pu Si Qinglan."

Hattori Pingzo was taken aback for a moment: "Ryazan, do you know him?"

Ryazan nodded, showing a look of regret: "I saw it at the Suzuki Art Museum this afternoon. It's a pity... I didn't expect such a young and beautiful woman to die so unclear what it was like. Murderer, can you play such a hand?" Seeing Ryazan's appearance, Hattori Pingzang was a little emotional.

He is not only an old policeman, but also an experienced old policeman with countless people.

Observe.

From Ryazan, he can feel very real regrets.

This is definitely not something an actor can perform, but from a person's heart.

The true feeling in the depths.

It is true that the man who is called the hope of the Metropolitan Police Department may meet this empathy,

That's why he can maintain righteousness so firmly, right?

If he knows that Ryazan regrets that he failed to successfully recruit history. Examination of soldiers, I am afraid

I have to change my mood

The second, third and fifth chapters of the text are in your calculations!

Seeing the person who appeared at 1 J, all the policemen in the room almost dropped their jaws to the ground in fright.

"Ben, director?!"

While shocked, everyone subconsciously looked at Ryazan.

The latter's mouth was raised high, grinning.

Seeing this smile, how could the police know that they were caught.

The crowd almost spurted blood.For this reason, even a fool understands that his group of people have been miscalculated!

I originally thought that I could give the Tokyo policeman a predicament, but they had calculated this a long time ago, and in turn gave them a set!

"Damn it, is this also in your calculations, Ryazan!" a middle-aged criminal policeman said angrily.

"I'm not convinced! Twenty-five years later, I'm still a good man, and I will be better at that time!" The sturdy detective slammed the table sharply, and shed a handful of tears.

Seeing the virtues of this group of policemen, Hattori's forehead collapsed.

"Okay! It's not embarrassing enough, right?"

Seeing Hattori Heizo got angry, all the policemen went to the middle of the office and stood upright like teleporting.

Hattori took a deep breath.

"During working hours, I don't want to work hard. I came here to dismiss colleagues from the Metropolitan Police Department. You have too little work." As everyone watched desperately, he said solemnly: "All police officers in the class, start patrolling today. The task is doubled."

Half of the people in the room burst into tears.

Those of them who came to the office of the Second and Second Class during work hours had no choice but to be fined.

Hattori Hirazo said again: "I will follow the situation in the second lesson. I will respond to Minister Toyama, and let him arrange tasks for you when that time comes.

Hearing this, the people in the first class suddenly became happy, and the people in the second class almost didn't kneel on the ground.If Hattori Heizo personally gave them the task, it would be a bit tiring, at least not psychologically pressured.

But if Ginjiro Toyama knew that they came to Ryazan to make trouble today, it would definitely be an endless preaching! In the snickers of the search class, the search class two was first collective grief, and then subconsciously voted against Ryazan. Go to the faint look.

If it weren't for this guy, they wouldn't be so unlucky. Wc seemed to see what they were thinking, and Hattori smiled.

"Do you think Ryazan won you by calculation?"

Hearing Hattori Heizo's words, everyone in Lesson One and Lesson Two came over.

Hattori said indifferently: "If I am not here, Ryazan-kun really compares with you, you will only lose more miserably, not only physically, but also spiritually."

"Don't say three, even if it's ten people one-by-one, with you three-legged cat, don't want to touch his hair." The strong policeman couldn't help but said: "Minister! We were in the Japanese police kendo last year. In the tournament, they beat the Tokyo team by four to one!

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