"I personally think that if we want to uphold the law, we cannot devote ourselves to personal feelings. We can devote our feelings, energy, life and even everything to the law. That is because of our enthusiasm and respect for maintaining justice, but this is not an excuse for us to dominate the law by our preferences." Smino sat in the corner of a cafe, talking freely.

His words made the nine eyes opposite him shine with admiration, which was a sense of relief that he had found a like-minded person and knew that he was not lonely on his ideal path.

"But the law is now swayed by the power, and under their strong intervention, the so-called legal loopholes are everywhere." Smino was excited and his eyes shone: "My ideal is to create a complete law, without any loopholes, and everyone must live under its cover. No matter who it is, as long as it violates this law, the end will be wiped out. Perhaps we can call it a code so that everyone will be afraid and dare not take a wrong step. Only in this way can people perform their own duties, businessmen concentrate on running business, and politicians serve the public seriously."

"What a great ambition." Kujo said this, but he did not hide his appreciation for Smino. This sentence was even more teasing: "I know a friend. Although he is usually not very irrelevant, he has an ideal person like you."

"Is that true?" Smino knew who Jiuzhao was talking about. He had used the resources in his hands to investigate Jiuzhao clearly, and of course he had a clear grasp of his friends who Jiuzhao had come into contact with him in recent times.

Although as a prosecutor, Kujo is constantly contacting strangers every day, there is probably only one that he can appreciate recently, Matsuda Hashita.

When Smino thought of this name, he couldn't help but frown. A feeling of violence filled his heart, especially when Nine Joshua mentioned it, which made Smino even more unacceptable.

"Huh? What's wrong with you?" Kujo noticed Smino's anger.

"Ah? Nothing." Smino resumed his smile: "I think of who you are talking about."

"What? Do you know him?" Jiu Tiao's lips raised unconsciously.

"Constantine." Just as Smino didn't want to continue discussing this issue, Asano came over. He first said hello to Kujo with apologies, and then attached it to Smino's ear: "Ireland is here to find you. Also, the documents of Pisco have been sorted out and you need to sign it."

"I got it." Smino nodded and said to Kujo: "Sorry, I have some things to deal with."

"Don't mind mine." Kujo said this, but her eyes showed a sense of confusion. Smino was Asano's assistant attorney, but during this period of contact, Asano was more like Smino's personal assistant.

Well? Asano, who was originally just trying to make an appointment for Ireland in advance, was also a little surprised. What happened today? According to this man's temper, unless Kyujo took the initiative to ask, he would never withdraw early. He was used to being cautious and would not talk too much to find it uncomfortable, so he followed Smino and left the cafe.

Soon, Asano took Smino into a private house. Ireland, whose eyes were bloodshot, was waiting. In addition to him, there were several Pisco's subordinates standing straight aside.

The passers-by were even more proud of the passers-by. Smino didn't even dare to breathe. Smino didn't even look at them, and sat directly on the sofa and hooked his fingers at Asano.

Asano took out the documents in his bag tactfully and handed them to Smino: "As long as you sign this document, you will own shares left by Pisco in the future."

Hey, he is such a good lawyer for Pisco. Ireland's face twitched. But thinking about his situation, he still asked Asano to be, so he had no position to despise him. But then Ah Q thought, if Kotoshi knew that Asano, Margaret, had all the money from Pisco to Smino's name, then what a painful expression would be on his face.

As a veteran Pisco, the money he owned under his name was a huge sum that the organization could not give up. At least all the expenses in Tokyo were basically Pisco's accounts. Without Pisco's company, Qin still wanted to make a difference and support his team, so she would go to hundreds of millions of dollars to grab the bank every day.

After signing his daimyo, Smino handed over the documents to Asano, then stared at Ireland: "You are looking for me, why?"

"I need your help." Ireland was also very direct: "Help me get revenge."

"For Pisco?" Seeing Ireland's disagreement, Smino continued: "The piano now represents the organization to some extent."

"I know that the piano represents the organization, so this is the reason why I came to you." Ireland knew very well that if there was still someone in this organization who had the ability and courage to attack the piano, it must be Smino.

"What are you doing for me?" Smino asked again.

"Margaret can give you only things on the surface of Pisco." Ireland said. The most valuable thing in Pisco's legacy is his money, which is the only thing that can be used. His relationships and connections have never been handed over to Ireland or Margaret. And how much secret power can he have when dreaming of bleaching and squeezing into the upper class? Ireland is completely deceiving Smino, and because of his fraud, he must be confident and not show his timidity.

"I will help you, but not now." Smino stood up and walked out the door. His goal was to take the boss and replace it, so Qin was a stumbling block that could not be avoided: "You must serve me in the future. Do your best."

After crossing Ireland, seeing a minion behind him, Smino frowned and stretched out his right hand. His movements were not fast. When his fingers were about to touch the person's neck, Jiujiu's figure appeared in his mind.

"You are a kind and opinionated person, but sometimes you're too strong. Why not try to give others a chance?"

Thinking of this, the palm that was about to be strangled and pressed down on his shoulder: "Do you know? The ethanol entering the human body cannot be digested and absorbed, will enter the brain with blood, weakening the central nervous system and affect the body's reflexes. Drinking alcohol is numbing your nerves and giving your life to the enemy. Promise me? Don't drink alcohol again in the future, don't let me smell this smell a little more."

"Yes, yes." The minion agreed with trembling teeth.

After walking out of the room, Smino said to Asano in the corridor: "I hate alcohol. It prevents people from restraining themselves and doing things that are particularly uncontrollable. People should try their best to restrain their own behavior and not hurt others. In the beautiful new world, I will not let anyone be violated and hurt by others. Those borers who dare to violate the law are not worthy of living in the new world."

Haha, do you still know that it is not good to infringe on other people's interests? Asano can only smile bitterly and silently. If he flatters now, he will definitely be considered by Smino as a useless person who only flatters.

"I said that the murderer who killed Shigehiko Shige was Yama Kenzo. The pistol that was used as a murder weapon was handed over, so why did I detain me? Which order did I violate? Let you guard me like a prisoner!" Matsuda was detained in a lesson by Memu. In an unhappy mood, he began to snore at the two men who were responsible for guarding him.

"Be honest, you guys, you haven't reported it in time even though you found the weapon, but it actually broke into a gun battle with people in public places." An uncle pushed Matsuda, who was planning to force a lesson.

"Yes, it's better to quickly get a report and write down the story clearly." Another uncle gloated: "As soon as the gunshots sound, the Meguro Police Department and the Matsumoto Management Officer will not want to sleep tonight."

"Ball! That has nothing to do with me." Matsuda curled his lips: "You get out of here. I want to go home to see my daughter. If you dare to stop me, you will throw you out of the window."

"I'm so intimate. Are you afraid that Sato's police station will hear it?" Although the uncles knew that it was not easy for a single man, Matsuda, to take in a young orphan, they also joked about it a lot.

Of course, I only dare to say this to Matsuda, and no one is willing to make fun of Sato. Not to mention Sato doing it himself, he was heard by others that the goddess of the police and Matsuda made a little girl, and he would surely become the second largest male public enemy of the Metropolitan Police Department that day. The first is naturally the eternal Matsuda Hachijun.

"Hey? Why are anyone talking bad things behind my back?" The door of Yi Lesson was pushed open, and Sato leaned his head and said, she only heard someone mentioning her name inside.

"Sato, are you here to pick me up?" Matsuda immediately changed his face, his tears in his eyes, and his eyes were moved.

"What stupid things are you saying?" Sato Daitsu said: "Didn't the police department ask you to cooperate with the investigation? Have you done things seriously?"

As he said that, the man walked in, pulled his left hand and Xiao Ai also entered the sight of the three of them.

"You won't go so late, Xiao Ai is very worried and insists on coming and taking a look." Sato explained: "Matsuda, you really make people feel worried, making a child worry."

"This is probably my popularity." Matsuda smiled happily, squatted down and touched Xiao Ai's head, and muttered in a low voice: "Why did you go back?"

"The doctor has a car." Xiao Ai also said softly, but his tone was full of repulsive and coldness.

"Ah, don't you be fucking with me?" Matsuda said deliberately loudly: "Does children always have such tempers? I'm working, don't worry about me." After that, Xiao Ai picked up and set a distance between Sato and the other three: "Are you still angry?"
Chapter completed!