"My dear, don't mind, I'll give you a gift later." Yansuke quickly pulled the woman to the terrace, and then sealed the restaurant to avoid further interference.
Shizuo Komemon, who was listening to the singing in the restaurant, was also stunned. He had some impression that Machiko Dai was not good at singing, but... he didn't expect it to be so bad.
You really have to be there to understand how bad it is.
"But, is it okay?" After Machiko Dai finished singing, she felt that her performance today was pretty good, which should satisfy him.
Shizuo Komemon wiped his mouth and stood up, "I have something else to do today, so I'll go back first."
Machiko Dai quickly threw herself on the table and grabbed his sleeves, "Don't leave. You obviously agreed. You can help me if I sing."
"I didn't agree."
"Then let's talk about becoming idols."
"Forget about that, I'm not good enough and there's nothing I can do about it."
Machiko Dai became anxious, and she quickly shouted: "You are a police officer, right? I saw the cherry blossom badge on your chest.
Can you turn a blind eye when someone is wronged? Don’t you have any justice in your heart? Are you worthy of the badge on your chest? "
Shizuo Komemon didn't bother to argue, he happily took off the badge on his chest, then opened her hand that was holding his sleeve and put it in her hand.
"Since I'm sorry, then I don't want it."
"???" Dai Machiko stared blankly at the badge in her hand, "Can this thing be thrown away so casually? Is this a crime? Aren't you afraid of being expelled?"
Shizuo Komemon tilted his head and asked, "Is it so serious?"
"Of course!" Machiko Dai nodded vigorously.
"That's great, I'll give it to you. Come on, you can convince Yansuke."
Shizuo Komemon turned around and left, calling Hattori to prepare the money. He wanted to go upstairs for a lunch break and wait for Kensuke's affairs to be dealt with before the two of them could have a good talk.
The breeze outside the house passed by the wind chimes, making a crisp and sweet impact sound, and Machiko Dai was messy in the wind.
She sat in the restaurant for a long time, waiting until Kensuke and the woman finished their lunch lovingly and made an appointment to go shopping.
Then he immediately rushed to the terrace, finished explaining the situation of the case in his hands in one breath, and then stood in front of Yanjie without saying a word.
The case is very simple. A gas station worker named Tsubokura had a grudge because he was reprimanded by his superiors, so he said he wanted to kill him on the spot.
Later, the other party was really killed, so the police arrested him. Under the slightly intimidating threat of the criminal police, he admitted his crime.
Although the evidence was not very sufficient, Tsubokura could not provide a strong enough alibi. In addition, he was the only suspect with sufficient motive, ability, and time to commit the crime, so the court ruled that he was guilty.
Yanjie also showed no expression after hearing this. He wiped his hands with a napkin and said in a confused way: "Thirty million."
"What?"
"I accept the commission and pay 30 million yen, and he can be acquitted. It's that simple." Kensuke Komemon exuded the ultimate confidence.
Dai Machiko gritted her teeth and said: "Thirty million! Why don't you go and grab it! Both of you brothers are bastards! And is this a question of money? They are obviously related to the public prosecutor's office, so why don't you have any sense of justice?"
Yansuke suddenly poked her eyes with his finger, "Justice can be bought with money! If you want justice, bring money!"
Machiko Dai was so angry that her lips trembled, "How can there be a guy like you? It's a disaster for the judicial world!"
Yansuke retorted, "If there are even one more stupid lawyer like you, the judicial profession will be destroyed!"
Komemon Shizuo just came down from his nap and rubbed his sleepy eyes.
Seeing this scene, Kensuke immediately became quiet.
Hattori also quickly offered honey water to prevent the young master from getting angry when he got up.
"You haven't finished talking yet?" Shizuo Komemon asked after taking a sip.
"It's over!" Machiko Dai was also furious. She glared at Kensuke, turned around and left with a hint of crying. She couldn't stay in this place for a second.
Yansuke looked at her escaping back and smacked his lips, "I haven't even asked her for consulting fees yet. It's rude."
"I'll be back." Shizuo Komemon murmured as he looked at the green plants in the yard.
"Huh? Are you so sure?" Kensuke raised his eyebrows.
"Let's get down to business first." Shizuo Komemon turned around and began to talk about a series of events that happened yesterday.
Kensuke propped up his chin and listened carefully. If his attitude was not correct, he was afraid that his younger brother would resort to violence again.
Having been taken care of by Hattori all the time, enjoying a life of clothes, food and food, Kensuke has always been delicate and expensive. Traveling around will make his condition very bad, let alone pain.
This was even when Shizuo Komemon helped him "exercise" every now and then.
"There should be a huge criminal organization behind those two men in black. I don't think it's just as simple as Ni Menai, especially since they even know about the conflict between me and the old man, and even know about the existence of that little book."
Shizuo Komemon said something that could clarify the source of the information.
"It is indeed not simple. The old man is the number one person in the prosecutor's office. Even his intelligence can be investigated so clearly. It is conceivable that figures in other power centers are definitely their targets."
Kensuke nodded, his tone serious, but with a playful smile on his face. He clapped his hands and celebrated: "That's great, it's really lively now."
Shizuo Komemon glanced at him speechlessly, "I said, you are almost forty years old, don't you think it is childish to be so angry? The old man is in trouble, and you are so excited?"
Kensuke showed a devilish smile, smiling wildly, as if he was hearing a joke, "Jing-chan, aren't you also very dissatisfied with him?"
Shizuo Komemon chuckled and said: "No, I just don't want to accept the life he arranged for me. I'm not angry about it. After all, I'm not as naive as you."
Kensuke pursed his lips and smiled, widened his eyes, and nodded, as if I am listening and you continue to joke.
Shizuo Komemon slapped him hard on the face. Kensuke immediately leaned back and struggled a few times. Finally, the chair shook and he fell to the ground.
Shizuo Komemon didn't look at him, stood up and said to himself: "Why did you say the old man reacted like that and told me to leave it alone? Is he involved with that organization, so he helped endorse it?"
Kensuke stood up with his hands on the ground, sat on the terrace floor, and sneered: "It's very simple, since you said there is a terrorist criminal organization behind this matter, then...who do you think should be in charge of this case?"
