I started out as a criminal, and the police relied on me to solve countless cases.

Chapter 285 Conditions
Ninety-eight percent of the time, things are not satisfactory, but only a few can be told to others.

Shibuya Crossing, Tokyo.

The izakaya deep in the alley is very popular. With the recent sharp depreciation of the Japanese yen, there are always many tourists.

Even on a cold and rainy night, when you open the door, you can still smell the strong smell of fireworks.

An ordinary square table, ordinary sake and side dishes, and ordinary tempura.

The four of them were toasting each other, and the atmosphere was very good.

"I've always had a question."

Jiang Hanwen ate a piece of fried tempura and couldn't help shaking his head.

Whether it was the Tempura Sage who was booked with the help of Kobayashi Tadamichi’s connections.

This is the most famous tempura shop in Shibuya.

The quality of fried skewers is far worse than that of Zibo.

And the portion is just this small, so stingy.

"Mr. Jiang, I know what you are going to say."

Kobayashi seemed to be drunk, leaning against a pillar, his eyes were dazed and he looked very obscene.

He casually pointed at the table of men and women not far away.

Five people, ordered a plate of peanuts and a pot of wine.

They talked for nearly three hours, and as the person in charge, he felt a little embarrassed about this.

"Ahahahaha, the economy is bad, that's it."

"Heh, it looks like Liben's economy is hopeless."

Mingde Qiu Shui has always been a pessimist.

"A government that can't even sell bonds to save its exchange rate, and our pensions are all used by those old people to buy US bonds."

"Stop it. You are a high-ranking official in the Metropolitan Police Department, a popular figure. It is so ignorant of the sufferings of the world to say such things."

Ichiro Yamazaki laughed. He was not wearing the moldy military uniform today, but a standard traditional costume.

Although he was expelled from the army, being exempted from prosecution was a good result. He felt very relaxed now.

"Mr. Jiang, you are the one who protects my life. If there is anything in the future, just let me know."

After saying this, Ichiro Yamazaki scratched his head and smiled awkwardly.

"I am overestimating my own abilities. Mr. Jiang is a figure that even the commander of the Pacific Fleet is afraid of. Naturally, he doesn't need a small figure like me."

He was truly grateful to Jiang Hanwen. After all, they were strangers to each other, and he was a criminal in flagrante delicto, so he had no reason to excuse himself.

Even though White and his gang vowed to give the handling of the case to Jiang Hanwen.

Normal people shouldn't take the blame for this. You have to know that every choice has a price.

After so many years in Amei, he knew very well that these Angsa ghosts never did business at a loss.

"Mr. Yamazaki, I heard you bought a house in Long Island?"

Jiang Hanwen gave a thumbs up.

"Sure, Invisible Monopoly."

"Baga! Yamazaki, you are so rich! I am jealous!"

Kobayashi Tadamichi sobered up and slapped Yamazaki Ichiro on the back of the head.

The world hates to see acquaintances getting rich, let alone Yamazaki, a mentally ill idiot who wanted to assassinate Tianhuang, who was able to hide his wealth and buy a house in Long Island.

Long Island is a well-known wealthy area in New York, especially Nassau County and Suffolk County on Long Island, which are famous for their luxurious villas and upscale communities.

The prices of luxury homes here are basically over 200 million US dollars, and the prices are rising rapidly year by year, about 15% each year.

Ichiro Yamazaki was just an ordinary military officer. Even if he ran the assembly line in a slaughterhouse until it started smoking, he couldn't afford to buy a house in Long Island with his commission.

"Well, I once participated in the Iraq and Afghanistan wars, managing logistics equipment. As you know, our army discarded tens of billions of dollars worth of equipment in Afghanistan. Those were the big losers, and those of us in logistics also got a piece of the pie." When this was mentioned, everyone's expressions were very interesting.

“Could it be that the coffee cups that cost as much as $1280 each, the family planning products that cost $800 each, the toilet paper that costs $50, and the goats that cost $600 million are all real?”

It’s not Mingde Qiu Shui and Xiao Lin’s fault for being mediocre. Jiang Hanwen is also very curious about such rumors.

After all, the purchase price of mold is beyond the normal understanding of humans.

600 million dollars and 9 goats, even if they were airlifted from Italy, it was enough to make people say 666.

"Well, these are just minor issues. Let's not talk about these boring gossips."

Ichiro Yamazaki's old face turned red and he waved his hands vigorously.

It's okay to embezzle military funds, but it's embarrassing to talk about it.

"Two things. First, I do have a lot of wealth, but most of it is from insider trading and stock speculation."

Yamazaki's words made Kobayashi's red eyes even worse.

This bastard is not only corrupt, but he also engages in insider trading. What? Is he a money-making expert?

Ichiro Yamazaki was thick-skinned enough to remain calm. Ever since he entered the Imperial Garden with a gun and made up his mind to kill Tianhuang, face and money meant nothing to him.

Besides, the three people in front of him are basically his saviors, so teasing them won’t hurt anything.

"second!"

Yamazaki held up his finger, his face serious.

"Mr. Jiang, as far as I know, the Illuminati is behind Colonel White and the general."

"They proposed conditions, right?"

Yamazaki drank the wine in the glass and seemed to have made a decision.

"Mr. Jiang, my life is of little use. I will die at most. It is not worth the risk. They are all demons. You cannot make a deal with demons."

"Yamazaki is right, Mr. Jiang, I think there is something wrong with this matter. Meijun has never been so easy to talk to."

Mingde Qiu Shui also expressed his concerns as they have been dealing with mold for many years.

No matter whether it is Okinawa or Tokyo, any case involving mold can never be solved easily. This case, if not a shocking one, has at least shocked the whole country, but it was just solved by Jiang Hanwen with just a few words.

solved?
Ichiro Yamazaki is right, but what is the cost?
Even if the Minister of Foreign Affairs came, it would take a while to get this done.

"Jiang Sang, Xiao Lin is a friend I have never been close to."

Mingde Qiushui's mind turned: "Hmm?"

Xiaolin Zhongdao waved his hands quickly: "Of course, Qiu Shui, the bastard, doesn't count. During the time I've been with Brother Jiang, I really treat you as a friend!"

"This world is so muddled and muddled that I can't find a single person in the world I admire. You have real skills and you value friendship. I, Xiaolin, admire you."

"But you don't understand the Americans' methods. They don't have good intentions."

"If it doesn't work, I'll fly to Xi'an tonight. I have people at the airport."

Mingde Qiu Shui's face darkened. As the leader of the left wing, his hidden network of contacts was extremely terrifying.

"Yamazaki, I can hide you temporarily, and the mold can't find you."

Jiang Hanwen took a sip of sake and swallowed it with difficulty.

Then he raised his hand and ordered a bottle of beer.

"Hahaha~~~ You guys, there's no need to act like you're plotting to assassinate the Prime Minister."

"I have agreed to White and the general's request."

The other three people at the table almost said in unison: "What request?"

"They asked me to go to Long Island and kill someone."

(End of this chapter)