chapter21

Fanchuan Ze/Text

At 11:30 p.m., Noboru Imaizumi drove back to the Metropolitan Police Department in a hurry.

Even though it is approaching early morning, the Metropolitan Police Building is still brightly lit. Standing outside, you can see the brightly lit department classrooms through the windows.

Noboru Imaizumi put the phone to his ear, and Miyamoto Yumi's pitiful voice came from the other end of the phone: "Imaizumi Police, I really believe you this time. Whether I can keep my job depends on you." …”

As he quickly stepped through the door, he promised: "Don't worry, I will take full responsibility if something goes wrong."

"By the way, do you know who the person from the front told you to release the van?"

"Not sure." Miyamoto Yumi replied, "The person who received the release notice was someone else from our class. He only said that it was a high-ranking person from the Ministry of Public Security. I don't know who it is specifically."

At this point, Miyamoto Yumi said hesitantly: "The two people in the car are definitely not bank robbers. We have searched the interior of the car and there is indeed nothing suspicious."

"Do they have anything to do with the police?"

To this, Imaizumi Noboru could only respond with an ambiguous universal answer: "This is confidential."

He raised his hand and pressed the elevator button at hand, "I'm about to enter the elevator. Watch out for those two people first and don't let other police officers go in for questioning. I'll go find you later."

"Okay, no problem."

A few minutes later, Jin Quan Sheng rushed over dusty.

Standing outside the door of the interrogation room where Rei Fukiya was temporarily closed was Miyamoto Yumi, and several other policemen whom he was not familiar with. They were probably all traffic policemen like Miyamoto Yumi.

He walked toward the crowd and nodded politely to them: "Everyone has worked hard tonight. I just called and ordered a late-night snack on the way here. I'll treat you all to this meal. I ordered many kinds of late-night snacks, and they are almost ready to be delivered now."

The gray eyes with slightly raised tails glanced at Yumi Miyamoto who was standing at the very end, and then he raised a shallow smile.

"Miyamoto, could you please take everyone to have a rest?"

Of course, Miyamoto Yumi understood Imaizumi Noboru's hint and gave him a reliable "ok" with extra tact.

She turned her head with a smile, waved to everyone, and shouted loudly: "Come on, let's go, Imaizumi is treating us tonight, it's first come, first served - let's go down for a late night snack!"

When the large crowd of people all followed Miyamoto Yumi downstairs, Noboru Imaizumi held the handle of the door to the inquiry room and twisted his wrist slightly.

There was a crisp sound of "click", and the door opened in response.

Imaizumi walked in with gentle steps and inquired. The incandescent lamp in the room was surprisingly bright. It hung in the center of the ceiling and projected a bright circle of light downwards, which made the darkness in the surrounding corners more obvious.

After hearing the sound, Fangtani Ling, who was sitting silently in his seat, raised his head. When he saw who it was, his expression was dull for a moment.

But Feng Guling did not say hello to him, nor did he do anything to show that they knew each other.

Because he knew very well that there were surveillance cameras placed on the corner of the wall behind him and on the top of the wall directly in front of him.

His every move will be recorded by the camera, so he needs to carefully decide his next steps.

Imaizumi's expression was equally indifferent.

Just like a real policeman was about to write down a record for a suspect, with a business-like attitude, he sat behind the table facing Rei Furuya with an expressionless face.

The two sides maintained a tacit and delicate silence.

Finally, the silence was broken by Noboru Imaizumi who had already prepared recording tools:

"name?"

Fangtani Ling raised his head and lightly opened his lips: "Amuro Toru."

"How old are you? What kind of job are you doing?"

"Twenty-five years old. I am now working as a receptionist in a dessert shop in the city center."

"Do you know why you are here?"

"...Well, is it illegal driving?"

"It seems you don't know." Noboru Imaizumi immersed himself in writing a few lines of templates on the transcript so that he could show it to his superiors tomorrow.

Imaizumi cupped one cheek and looked at the sky casually.

His eyes were blank for a moment, and he subconsciously began to turn his pen while thinking. The black carbon pen danced flexibly on his slender fingertips.

Then he raised his eyes and smiled at the young man opposite: "How about this, Mr. Amuro. You seem a little nervous, why don't we have a casual chat first?"

The light blond young man nodded.

"To be honest, I actually worked part-time in a dessert shop for a while when I was in my third year of high school. The owner of that shop at that time was very bad-tempered and would always require me to do some time-sensitive work. You also worked in that dessert shop Will you have such an experience?"

Fang Guling blinked his eyes.

In his memory, Imaizumi Noboru was never a person who was short of money. What's more, when he was in the third grade, he was preparing for the college entrance examination wholeheartedly, and it was impossible to have any experience of working part-time outside.

He pondered for a moment about the hidden message in this sentence, his eyes widened slightly, and a clear gray-blue light suddenly flashed through.

So he chuckled and replied: "I think so - I think my boss doesn't like me very much, and he always arranges me for some bad jobs in the near future."

"Perhaps your boss thinks you are 'unsuitable' for this job and wants to 'fire' you?" Noboru Imaizumi said again.

Jiang Guling seemed to suddenly realize it, but his eyes suddenly became sharp.

"I see." He smiled bitterly, "I really didn't expect that my boss wanted to 'fire' me."

"But I think after today, you can try to go back and talk to your boss." Noboru Imaizumi tilted his head, "Maybe he has changed his mind and is not ready to 'fire' you?"

…………

After making a casual presentation of the transcript, Noboru Imaizumi walked out of the door of the inquiry room.

He has said everything that needs to be said, and Zero can definitely understand the deep meaning hidden in each sentence.

It was already past twelve o'clock.

The mission set by Gin to test Rei and Kawae Kaoru has already passed the stipulated deadline. With the huge scale of the organization, it is not difficult to find out that Rei was taken to the Metropolitan Police Department to record.

This risky move can be regarded as clearing away the suspicion for Zero and Kaoru Kawae.

The next step in letting Zero go is to wait until the two prisoners who escaped from Kanagawa Prefecture are caught.

"Imaizumi police." The supper time has probably passed long ago, and Miyamoto Yumi is standing outside waiting for him.

"Where is the locked room in the other room?" She raised her finger and pointed to the room where Chuanjiang Xun was locked, "I have been sleeping for a long time, don't you need to go over and ask him?"

"..." Imaizumi shook his head, "No need..."

He felt that he might not be able to do the writing for Chuanjiang Xun himself.

"These two people have nothing to do with the robbers in Kanagawa. As soon as there is news that the criminals have been arrested, let them go."

"No problem." Yumi Miyamoto smiled and saluted him.

Next is another matter to solve.

Imaizumi closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

If the whole thing today is really considered, it is entirely his fault that he overstepped his authority and rejected the order of the public security officer.

Since he is in a classroom in a different department, he should not be involved in this matter, not to mention that the authority of the public security department is usually higher than that of other departments.

Once he gets into the details, the severity is enough to even cause him to lose his police badge.

The phone's vibrating ring sounded just at this moment.

In the quiet corridor of the Metropolitan Police Department in the dead of night, only the ringtones of mobile phones lingering around.

Coming.

It had been almost two weeks since he was transferred to Tokyo, and he knew that he would have to face this matter sooner or later.

Imaizumi's eyes darkened, and he silently looked at the unmarked number on the phone screen.

Time passed slowly, until the vibrating ring was about to reach the end of automatically stopping, and he finally selected the answer button above.

"Hello?"

The person on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, probably not expecting that he would really answer this time.

So the man paused for a while and then said coldly: "Do you know what you are doing?"

"Of course I know what I'm doing."

The voice on the phone was filled with anger: "Can you bear the responsibility for disrupting public security operations? Do you want to be suspended for investigation tomorrow?"

"Of course I can't afford it," Imaizumi replied calmly.

However, those gray eyes that had always remained calm seemed to be brewing a storm this time.

"But I also know that you don't dare to suspend me."
Chapter completed!