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This policeman is quite loyal.
If you say you will give him electric mosquito coils, then you will really give him electric mosquito coils.
"Take it."
"Thanks."
".Hmm?" The police officer on duty noticed that Fujii Itsuki had been staring at him. "Why? What else do you want?"
Fujii Itsuki held the iron fence with his hand and gestured with his mouth to the takeaway on the young policeman's table.
".What?!" The police officer on duty almost jumped up and down, "Don't even think about it! It took an hour and a half to deliver it! Do you know how tired I am waiting?!"
"I didn't eat dinner!"
"Whether you eat or not at night is none of my business! Besides, you are a prisoner now. Do you understand your prisoner status?"
"I'm just taking detention."
"Almost! Almost!"
The policeman on duty turned around and was about to leave impatiently, but Fujii Itsuki quickly stopped him.
"Wait a moment!"
"Ah, so what? Don't tell me you want takeout. I won't give it to you."
"When you were in the interrogation room with another policeman just now, did you mention the Jiuhua family?"
"Yes. The person you beat up was named Jiuhua, and then?"
"You said that your police department is now using the fighting techniques passed down by the Jiuhua family?"
The police officer on duty said: "To be precise, it is kendo, and it is used by police officers throughout Hokkaido. You don't have to make a fuss. It is normal for us to practice kendo. The police academy has formal kendo classes. The police officer you just mentioned and I graduated from the same police academy."
"But as far as I know, the Jiuhua family won't let others know about this, right? You definitely won't, right?"
".How do you know such a thing?"
"I am a Chinese teacher after all. I know a little about the story of the Lord of Hokkaido and the Kuka family. But I didn't expect this to be true. There is really a sword art."
The police officer on duty didn't expect this guy to be so eloquent, but he didn't understand what he meant. "Then what? What do you want to say?"
"Who was the captain that the old police officer was talking about?"
"Captain!"
The police on duty stood in awe and had a little yearning.
Fujii Itsuki captured this.
The young policeman realized after a moment that he had lost his composure, coughed twice and said:
"Patrolman Miyagi is talking about a legend in our police academy. The students all say that the captain is an undefeated legend, and that's true. His swordsmanship is very, very, very powerful!"
"How awesome?"
"You know about the National Police Kendo League, right? Even if you don't know, you should be able to tell how amazing it is. And it was in a place like this that he won nine consecutive times!"
".It's really amazing!"
"Right! Well, it's embarrassing to say that I had an exchange of moves with the captain, but I was knocked to the ground in an instant.
"But! Fighting with a master can indeed improve a hundredfold. At least after fighting with the captain, I have been thinking about how I can improve myself!
"Oh, I really hope I can go for two more moves."
Fujii Itsuki connected all the information and the history he learned about Matsumae and Kuka, and found it interesting.
"If I'm not mistaken, your captain's last name is Matsumae, right?"
The policeman on duty suddenly widened his eyes, "How do you know? Do you know him?"
"It's very simple. The sword art of the Kuka family is not passed on to outsiders. So who could possibly have kept this thing now? It can only be the Matsumae family, who has a close relationship with the Kuka family."
"I didn't realize you were so amazing!"
When Fujii Itsuki said this, he was also thinking about it in his heart.
As soon as he mentioned the name "Matsumae", the young policeman actually had this expression.
The Matsumae family is very likely to have great power within the Hokkaido police.
Otherwise, I wouldn't worship and admire you to this extent.
"Wait. Do you really know our captain?"
"I don't know your captain."
"Then what are you talking about!" The policeman immediately lost interest.
"But I now know someone who is in charge of the Matsumae family. He must be of higher rank and seniority than your captain."
"Just kidding, you know we are up there,"
The policeman pointed to the ceiling of the detention center stealthily and asked, "What's the last name of the director of the Hokkaido headquarters?"
"Sato?" Fujii Itsuki pretended to be stupid.
"You're so stupid! It's Matsumae!"
"Oh~" Fujii Itsuki smiled, "I see. So that's why I know him."
"Do you know our headmaster?"
The policeman's eyes were full of disdain. "Do you think I will believe it?"
As far as Fujii Itsuki knows, the main family of the Matsumae family now only consists of Matsumae Shinharu and her father's lineage, and the aunts are all cousins.
This director is, at most, of the same generation as Xinchun's aunt.
He remembered that day during the Jade Fox Festival, when he was Seimei, he took a group photo with many people from the Matsumae family.
Xinchun, her aunt, and the elders of Xinchun's grandfather's generation were all inside.
"You do not believe?"
"I don't believe it. Of course, I can give you a chance to prove it. After that, you can eat the takeout whenever you want."
"really?"
"keep your word."
"Then take my phone, open the photo album, and find the photos from the golden holiday in May."
"."The police officer on duty looked suspicious.
Fujii Itsuki urged: "Go ahead, open it and you will know."
The policeman on duty returned to his desk, took out Fujii Itsuki's mobile phone suspiciously, and gave it to Fujii Itsuki to unlock it. After that, Fujii Itsuki opened the photo album and gave it to the young policeman to look through.
"."
Fujii Itsuki saw the light from the mobile phone screen shining on the young policeman's face.
As he was flipping through the pages, the young policeman's pupils suddenly shrank.
"Really! Not only are our chief, the inspector, and the captain all here! Oh my god! The people next to them are all here, and why are you standing in the middle?"
Seeing a group of serious old people taking photos with Fujii Itsuki
The young policeman immediately realized something.
He put away his phone, turned around, and gave Fujii Itsuki the takeaway he had been waiting for an hour and a half.
Fujii Itsuki smiled and said, "Thank you!"
"What's the matter? As long as it doesn't violate the rules, please give me your orders, Mr. Fujii!"
"No, no, I'm not a criminal. I'm just a little hungry."
"Oh right! I remember there's a new bed in the materials room. Your bed is a bit old. It's time to change it."
Fujii Itsuki opened the takeaway of the little policeman and said with a smile:
"That's right, that's right. It should be replaced when it's old. It should be replaced! It should be replaced!"
"Would you like some tea, sir?"
"No need for tea. It's late at night and I won't be able to sleep if I drink it. Do you have beer?"
"Yes! Of course!"
"That's really——"
"No trouble! No trouble!"
"Haha~~"
"hiss"
The next morning, Fujii Itsuki was awakened by the sunlight.
He stretched and felt some pain in his body.
I don’t know if it was caused by the fight yesterday.
So what was the reason for the fight yesterday?
He glanced at the floor of his small cell.
A dozen beer cans, a takeout lunch box, three chicken leg bones, and half a roast chicken.
This roast chicken is really disgusting.
Not only was the flavor not there, the meat was also very tough.
Fujii Itsuki was so disgusted that he didn't even finish his meal.
He stood up, put his feet on the ground, and kicked the cans, making them clang.
Did you drink so much yesterday?
Drinking will cause trouble, drinking will cause trouble.
In the future, you must drink less, or better yet, not drink at all.
"Ok?"