After being elected as the governor of Tokyo, he will debut as a band!

Officer Meguro shook his head, walked to his police car, and leaned against the hood to smoke.

Although he had been thinking about going to his favorite restaurants to feast, after hearing what Aoyama said, he felt a sense of anticipation that even overshadowed his appetite.

Maybe it's because it's still early... after all, it's only afternoon.

he thought.

Aoyama knocked on the car door first, instructed Boqi, who was sitting inside, to open the car window, and then pretended to give her some first aid.

"Goto... never mind, I'll call you Pochi too."

Pochi: I was terrified and drenched in sweat.

Are you sure there's nothing wrong with your health?

Pochi: His eyes were firm, and he kept nodding.

"Then eat this first... Don't look at me with that horrified look, it's just a few vitamin C tablets."

This thing was left in the car by Iwashita Shima. Although she is also a rock musician, she pays great attention to her health and has a habit of taking vitamin supplements regularly.

Pochi obediently swallowed the vitamin C tablet, then asked somewhat nervously in a low voice:

"Um, Professor Huck, can I 'wake up' now?"

"Let's act a little longer, and get up after that police officer leaves."

"Well……"

"By the way, where did Hiroi go? I haven't seen him for so long."

"Hiroi-neechan went to the convenience store up ahead to buy some alcohol... She said that's why she had this bad luck today, because she didn't drink enough..."

Pochi didn't want to complain about Hiroi Kikuri, but since Aoyama asked, she couldn't refuse to answer.

To lie to someone who knows Qingshan Xiang's identity requires a certain amount of mental fortitude, and that's precisely what Boqi lacks most.

"That guy..."

Aoyama was somewhat speechless.

Although this sports car is very sturdy, as long as Pochettino locks the doors and closes the windows, and stays inside properly, there won't be any problems.

What danger?

However, the psychological pressure that Poch faces alone against five unidentified and unpredictable criminals cannot be ignored.

Kikuri Hiroi's actions were not only unreliable, but also somewhat reckless.

When she gets back, I'll have to give her a good talking-to and teach her a lesson.

After completing his "rescue" of Pochi, Aoyama returned to Inspector Meguro's side.

He first carefully examined the police car driven by Officer Meguro, then waved to the Wuling van parked on the side of the road, beckoning Toyokawa Shoko over.

"Mr. Hack, aren't you going to take the child in the car to the hospital?"

"I asked Officer Meguro."

"I gave her some first aid, and she's out of danger for now... We'll talk about going to the hospital later. For now, let me deal with your lousy boss for you."

"what?"

"Well, those people left about five minutes ago. They should have finished complaining to your boss by now... so he'll be giving it to you soon..."

Aoyama was interrupted by Inspector Meguro's cell phone ringing.

"Here it comes. Answer it quickly."

Aoyama spread his hands.

"I think you just want to see me get a good scolding from the director, right? I really don't understand what you rock musicians are thinking about all day long..."

Meguro sighed dejectedly and reluctantly brought the phone to his ear.

"Moshi, Moshi, Director..."

"Meguro?! What have you done?! You attacked a citizen with a stun gun when your own safety was not threatened! Do you know that the citizen you shocked has a history of epilepsy?! Your actions have made his symptoms worse. When the people behind them expose this to the media, you'd better be prepared to apologize to the public!"

The intense cursing coming from the other end of the phone made Muhei's face turn extremely ugly.

Based on his years of experience as a police officer, he knew that the guy named Tanaka's so-called "history of epilepsy" was definitely fabricated, but it wouldn't do him any good if he was the only one who knew... The media, the public, and those politicians who hoped to sacrifice him, a lowly policeman, to curry favor with the people would all believe that Tanaka had a history of epilepsy...

It's already a blessing to be able to visit the reservoir at Mount Okutama; maybe we'll even have to go to the Ogasawara Islands to see the sea.

"Inspector Meguro, can I borrow your phone for a moment...?"

At that moment, Qingshan patted him on the shoulder and took his phone.

"Moshi Moshi, you're the head of the Mukoyama-cho office, right?"

"Who are you? Let Inspector Meguro answer the phone."

The bureau chief on the other end of the phone, who didn't even deserve a name, assumed he was talking to a friend of Meguro.

In his eyes, Meguro was a low-ranking policeman with no connections, no future, and no background. Meguro's friends were also just small fry, and there was no need to be polite to them.

"Who I am is not the point... I just want to tell you, do you know who Inspector Meguro helped in this case, upholding justice?"

"Hmph, they're nothing more than a few unemployed bums who mess around under the guise of playing in a band."

"Tsk, looks like those people who came to you to complain didn't tell you the truth..."

Aoyama let out a few cold laughs, then reached out and tapped the policeman's hood twice, making a sound loud enough for the person on the other end of the phone to hear.

"If I remember correctly, earlier this year, the Toyokawa Group donated more than a dozen police cars to the Nerima Ward Police Station, right? At that time, the Asazuki Shimbun even published a photo of the police chief and the Toyokawa Group executive director."

"What do you mean by this?"

"I didn't mean anything by it, I just wanted to tell you that the person Officer Meguro helped was the only daughter of the Toyokawa family."

"W-what?" The person on the other end of the phone panicked immediately. "What evidence do you have to prove that he's helping the Toyokawa family's daughter?!"

"Evidence? No evidence is needed. Just wait until tonight, and you'll know whether what I said is true or not." Aoyama made no attempt to hide his sarcasm. "I hope you can get a good night's sleep tonight."

"You might wake up tomorrow morning and see the Toyokawa family's giant hand."