None of the three police officers had any doubts about Zhang Yang's identity. It was obvious that Haneda Hikaru's identity was not a big problem. At least these three guys believed him.
Regarding Zhang Yang's question, Watanabe Tsune also quickly responded: "After this guy Ueshima Iwai came home, many senior officials from the Qiu Maple Society and other gangs came to see him. Just before you arrived, a Nan
The guys from the Qinggang just left..."
"Nanqing Gang?" Zhang Yang frowned. The relationship between the Nanqing Gang and the Peng family seemed to be quite close.
"Yes, that man's name is Masamura Sano, but he was originally a Chinese national named Chen Yu. The police suspect that he organized women from Annan and many other places in the Philippines to be smuggled over, and then sold yin in the Shinjuku area, and probably smuggled it.
Drugs, but there is no evidence..." Watanabe Heng said with a hint of helplessness.
"It's just a small role. No higher-level people have come to see him?" Zhang Yang asked deliberately. In fact, he really didn't know what Sano Masamura did.
Watanabe Tsune smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Police Haneda, now the leaders of those violent gangs doubt whether this guy Ueshima Iwai will be a tainted witness for our police. Why are they willing to come here and ask for trouble? These two
It seems like the people coming from heaven are here to warn him to calm down."
He paused and said with an angry look: "We wasted so much police force to protect him, but all the things that came out of this guy's mouth were irrelevant. Thinking about it, I feel dissatisfied."
Zhang Yang smiled, reached out and patted his shoulder: "Watanabe-kun, sometimes you have to use some means to deal with people like this."
Watanabe Heng smiled bitterly again, looked at Zhang Yang with a hint of envy and said: "No way, we don't have the right to police you like Haneda."
"By the way, Police Haneda, do you want to go to his home, or ask him to come outside?" Watanabe Hisashi asked.
"That guy still dares to come out?"
"That bastard is bored, and he is using this trick to deal with us now. Once he comes out, we will all have to follow him nervously. Those damn guys are going crazy for 100 million."
"Then Mr. Watanabe, come up with me." Zhang Yang smiled coldly, "I need to talk to him."
"Is it just the two of us? I'm going to call some more people. The guy's attitude is very arrogant. If it's so late, I'm afraid they won't buy it." Watanabe Hisashi's expression changed slightly.
"Two are enough." Zhang Yang deliberately revealed the pistol he was carrying.
Watanabe Tsune looked at the two uniformed policemen and blinked a few times, probably telling the two guys that if we couldn't hold it anymore, we had to call for reinforcements quickly.
Under the leadership of Watanabe Tsune, Zhang Yang easily opened the door of the Iwai family's villa on the island.
The person who opened the door was a big man wearing a black T-shirt. He had a sinewy face and a large tattoo on his arm. He looked bigger than Hisashi Watanabe or even Zhang Yang.
When he saw it was Tsunego Watanabe, a look of impatience suddenly appeared on his face. How could he still be so arrogant after being put in such a situation?
"Officer Watanabe, what are you doing so late? Don't you understand the most basic manners?"
Watanabe Tsune was obviously a little scared of this guy. Although the guy looked arrogant, he did not get angry. Instead, he pointed at Zhang Yang behind him and said calmly: "Noga Keiro, this guy behind me
Bit…"
"Here comes another pretty boy? If you have anything to do, just tell me." The guy interrupted Watanabe Tsune directly.
Watanabe Tsune was probably also irritated, and with Zhang Yang beside him, he couldn't be so timid: "Noga Keiro, I warn you to be respectful...you..."
"Huh, Officer Watanabe, look what time it is now, President Ueshima is having a massage...ah..."
"Bang!" "Bang!" Before he finished speaking, Zhang Yang, who had been standing silently on the side, slapped him in the face, and then before the guy could recover, he kicked him in the chest and hit him directly.
He flew three or four meters away and sat down on the ground.
I couldn't get up for a long time.
Watanabe Heng opened his mouth wide and stared blankly at Zhang Yang who looked as if nothing had happened: "Haneda police..."
"You can't explain these people clearly with your mouth." Zhang Yang raised his foot, walked in, and stepped directly on the tattooed wrist of the big man's hand. With a slight exertion, the man named Noga Keiro immediately shouted, "Young man!"
cried out.
Watanabe Tsune petrified again.
"Baga..." Keiro Noga's screams on the ground attracted two bodyguards. Seeing the scene in front of them, the two bodyguards were stunned. One of them cursed and rushed down the stairs.
"Bang!" Zhang Yang punched out like lightning, and the guy who rushed over immediately covered his face and slowly squatted on the ground.
"What are you doing?" The remaining person was dumbfounded.
Zhang Yang walked up to him and raised his fist. The guy subconsciously hid, but then Zhang Yang flew over and kicked him directly against the wall.
Directly opposite, a guy came out of the bathroom. He immediately pretended to be nonchalant and walked back into the bathroom, then closed the door.
Zhang Yang looked around and immediately found the room with the lights on.
Kick the door open with one kick.
Several screams suddenly came from inside.
Zhang Yang took a look and found two women with snow-white skin, naked and a little purple, covering their plump, snow-white jade peaks on their chests, staring at the door in horror.
Between the two women, one looked sinister and had a mole on the left corner of his mouth. He was about forty-seven or eighteen years old but covered in tattoos. He sat up and stared at the man who appeared at the door with an angry expression.
Publicity.
Obviously he didn't know who Zhang Yang was. After seeing Zhang Yang, his expression changed and he subconsciously touched the bedside.
"Mr. Shangdao, do you want to add an additional crime of illegal gun possession?" Zhang Yang asked with a sneer. Damn, this gang leader knows how to enjoy it. At this time, why are you still flying together?
Hearing this, Ueshima Iwai's outstretched hand hurriedly curled back.
At this time, Watanabe Tsune, who was panting and following, caught up and appeared at the door: "Mr. Ueshima, don't get me wrong... This is a senior agent sent by the Metropolitan Police Department. I want to find out something from you. Please be sure to
Cooperate."
This Watanabe was smart. He didn't reveal Zhang Yang's identity. He probably thought that Zhang Yang would be complained if he barged in so arrogantly and beat up the people in Shangjima Iwai like this.
"Officer Watanabe, do you understand that you are breaking into a private house?" Ueshima Iwai stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt to cover his lower body, and said viciously.
"Give you a minute to get dressed, otherwise you will know later what it means to break into a private house." Zhang Yang stared at him coldly and said, what Iwai said to him was nothing.
There are no threats.
"Baga, who are you? How dare you talk to me like this...ah..." Before he could finish his words, he found a shiny object hitting him directly. He was startled and hurriedly lowered his head and got out of the way.
"Bang!" His cherished ashtray fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.
"Fifty-seven seconds left..."
Forty-three seconds later, Ueshima Iwai was dressed.
Watanabe Heng looked at Zhang Yang, his eyes filled with admiration.
The policeman who is a Japanese policeman is quite soft. Zhang Yang looked at Hisashi Watanabe and waved his hand: "Watanabe-kun, I will talk to Mr. Ueshima in private. You can go out and rest first."
Watanabe Tsune nodded: "Okay..." He was about to leave, but he couldn't help but give Ueshima Iwai a sympathetic look.
"Hikaru Haneda, senior lecturer of the Violent Group Countermeasures Section of the Organized Crime Countermeasures Department of the Metropolitan Police Department's Criminal Bureau..." Zhang Yang directly revealed his identity.
Ueshima Iwai looked at the police report in Zhang Yang's hand and couldn't help but said: "Officer Haneda, I will file a complaint against you."
"No problem..." Zhang Yang put away the police report, "Ueshima Iwai, forty-seven years old, male, in the 16th year of Heisei, Wakatou Ada Kanji killed a tax collector during the cooperative meeting, and then Ada
Kanji himself pleaded guilty to the law, and you received a suspended sentence; in 1999, he tried to rape a female clerk and was bitten on the lower part of his body... He then had the female clerk killed, but due to insufficient evidence, he could not be convicted; in 1999,
He got into a fight with Yingju, wounded both of them with a gun, and was blamed by his subordinates... In the 22nd year of Heisei, he instigated Asano Takuishi to kill his biological father, Tonei Masamura..."
"Officer Haneda, what do you mean?" Ueshima Iwai looked at Zhang Yang with a pale face. Unexpectedly, this young police officer knew his past very well, and it also contained many things that he himself had forgotten.
"I just want to remind you that I have been collecting evidence of your crime over the years. According to the evidence currently available, it is enough for you to go to jail." Zhang Yang said expressionlessly, "So you'd better be wiser, you
There is no choice.”
"Haha, Officer Haneda, you don't have to scare me. If you had evidence, you would have already..."
"Pah!" Zhang Yang slapped him directly: "Did I let you speak?"
"Baga..." Ueshima Iwai had never been bullied like this before. He immediately punched, but as soon as his fist was halfway extended, Zhang Yang directly grabbed it. Then he pushed it back and slowly increased the force. Ueshima Iwai was so big
Beads of sweat immediately broke out.
Damn, where did this pervert come from? Isn't it too strong?
"Crunch..." He could clearly hear the sound of the bones in his wrist shifting...
"Plop!" In an instant, he was kneeling on the ground.
"Mr. Haneda, please tell me what you have to say." Looking at the other person's cold and ruthless face, he knew that if he didn't beg for mercy, his hand would probably be scrapped.
"I won't shed tears until I see the coffin..." Zhang Yang frowned and said lightly, "Do you know Dalang Matsudagawa?"
"I don't know..."
"Pa!" A slap!
"We know..." Ueshima Iwai covered his face and cursed viciously in his heart, "Hikari Haneda, I'm going to blame your ancestors."
"Are you familiar?"
"His father, Matsuda Naokawa, and I were classmates...very close friends."
Ci'ao, you've found the right person! Zhang Yang was moved in his heart, but asked calmly on his face, "Kameji Tianji led people to arrest people at Ozo Bar, why did you let them in?"
When Ueshima Iwai heard this, he hesitated obviously: "I can't say this."
Sure enough, there was a big fish. Zhang Yang clenched his fists and made a rattling sound.