I! Black Organization Boss

Hearing this, the Second Division Police Department laughed, quite satisfied.

Seeing his elated appearance, Ryazan mourned for him in his heart.

Although the police officer's arrangement was not bad, when Zhongsen Yinsan came over, he would definitely have to follow along and mess up the plan.

Sometimes, he really suspected that Nakamori Ginzo was deliberately helping Kidd.However, these things have nothing to do with him.After finishing the inspection of the art museum, Ryazan called and asked Hattori Heiji to come and pick him up.

He is going to find a kimono master from Hattori Hirawei today to order Xiaoai and the others.After a while, a car stopped at the entrance of the art gallery.

Hattori Heiji sat in the car and waved to him.

And the one who drove, like last time, was the young policeman with glasses.

Seeing Ryazan getting in the car, Hattori Heiji said, "How about? Our policeman is not bad, right?"

Ryazan thought about the tragic experience of the police in Lesson One and Lesson Two today, and nodded: "It's okay." Because it was almost noon, the two decided to go for a meal first, and then meet again.

Kimono shop.At a roadside restaurant not far from Osaka Castle Park, the two had a simple meal|

Lunch.

Ryazan originally wanted to ask the young policeman to come in and have some food, but he said that Ryazan was a guest

For human reasons, that he would not go in.

After eating, Ryazan and Hattori Heiji walked out of the restaurant and got into the car.

With the sound of the car starting, Hattori Heiji just wanted to say something when suddenly he saw

Something fell from the sky, with a bang, and fell on the front cover of the car!

When he fixed his eyes, Hattori Heiji's eyes widened.

The second and third chapters of the text, Rum was killed by popularity sooner or later

Seeing the man standing still on the hood, Hattori Heiji was taken aback and jumped out after pushing the door.

After a brief shock, the young policeman driving in the front row quickly opened the door and got out of the car.

When Ryazan was about to get off the car, Nokia in the inner pocket of his coat

Suddenly vibrated.

He stopped to get out of the car, took out his phone and took a look.

"Hey, I can't sit still, have you called me?" He closed the car door and answered the phone Q "Oh, morning, Rum."

There was silence in the earpiece for a few seconds, and then weird electrons and heads sounded.

"Mescal, what are you doing."

Ryazan tilted his head: "Me? I just went to inspect the Suzuki Museum of Art. Don't mention it, the Osaka Police Headquarters is still a little capable, even if the kid is really..."

"Don't challenge my patience." Rum said solemnly.

Although he maintained a low tone, but from the rhythm of speaking, he could feel his irritability gradually heating up.

"The action team that just took over the gin, left Tokyo without authorization

, I need an explanation!"

Ryazan chuckled: "Rum, have you forgotten that my current identity is the police department of the Metropolitan Police Department. There are tasks on it, of course I have to do it."

"The police chief in Osaka, called me to help in Osaka by name. Why did you say I left Tokyo?"

As he said, he curled up his mouth: "Of course, if you don't care about the reason, but just want to find a reason to hold me accountable, then I won't explain this. After all...you are the second-in-command of the organization, I can't compete. you."

After that, Ryazan felt a bit pity.

If this is how good the video call is, he can still shrug his shoulders in an innocent look, and with Rum's temper, he will definitely be angry enough.

On the other side of the phone, Rum gritted his teeth slightly.

What Ryazan said was obviously prepared a long time ago, and he wanted to prevaricate himself.

However, he could not say anything.

After all, Ryazan was able to move freely in Japan before he took over the work of gin.

Therefore, as long as what he does is theoretically useful to the organization, then he has no room to blame...

After taking a deep breath, he said coldly: "There are tasks that you need to complete. When will you return to Tokyo?"

Ryazan thought for a while: "Should I be able to go back before the end of the month?"

"Mescal!!!"

Rum slammed the arm of the chair, and finally couldn't contain the anger in his tone.

"Do you really think I can't help you?!"

Ryazan endured his voice and smiled.

After tidying up his breath, he coughed: "Don't worry, you can discuss something."

"Since you want me to go back so much, I will try my best to advance

point."

As he said, he seemed to remember something suddenly: "By the way, sister Bei is in Japan, if you need help urgently, you can ask sister Bei.

As soon as the voice fell, the call was hung up.

Seeing the end of the call on the phone screen, Ryazan smacked his lips.

Rum's temper, I feel like he will be killed by popularity sooner or later...

He pushed the door and got out of the car, and saw Hattori Heiji talking to a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man looked a little flustered: "I didn't kill people! I just opened a coffee shop on the second floor of this building. I just received a call telling me that something interesting happened on the rooftop, so I went up to have a look. of!"

Ryazan walked to the corpse and took a look.

Then he frowned and took two steps back.

The corpse had been dead for about two days, and it had decomposed in a disarray.

He couldn't laugh or cry: "Xiao Hei, how much hatred does this murderer have with you? He actually hangs the body on the roof for so long, just to smash your car?"