Duanmu Liuli couldn't handle it, and neither could Boss Jiang.
And when police cars from all directions surrounded the two of them, this was the second group of Tokyo police officers I saw tonight getting out of the car. The number of people was really large. According to a rough visual inspection, there were about 20 people, and Boss Jiang’s previous prediction was good, and he was really armed.
In the past, batons were just standard equipment for daily law enforcement, but for violent crimes, people must take serious action.
There was another burst of chirping birds. Jiang Chen really couldn’t understand it, but judging from his demeanor and body language, he must have made them easy to catch.
Looking at a pistol aimed only at himself, this problem can no longer be solved by force, but by magic. Boss Jiang is of course a mortal human being, but he dares to stand in front of others. , definitely not for the sake of simply showing off as a hero.
If it was just to show off, why did he have to run such a long distance just now? Are you tired?
Force is not a solution, it doesn’t matter. We are a civilized society now, and we can rely on other ways to solve the problem.
“I want to talk to your commander.”
Jiang Chen shouted in English.
Because it is a downtown area and a crossroads, there are more people watching such a big battle than in Famous Edo just now.
Traffic was jammed.
A man with a mustache walked out majestically surrounded by several policemen. There are not many people wearing this look these days.
"You have been surrounded. For your safety, I advise you to surrender immediately, otherwise any consequences will be borne by you."
He spoke in Japanese, but it was so huge The police force cannot lack translators.
"What do you call it?"
Jiang Chen's polite question gave people a very ridiculous feeling. It seemed that he was not being surrounded by the Tokyo police, but was having a friendly conversation.
"Tabuchi Masahiro."
Maybe it was because there were too many onlookers, and foreigners were involved, but the mustached officer replied patiently, showing the prowess of the Tokyo police. Strong wind.
Tabuchi Masahiro?
Why does this name seem familiar?
"Excuse me, sir, has he ever made a movie?"
It really made me chatter.
Boss Jiang, who had just exercised strenuously, was so leisurely and relaxed, but when someone came out late at night, it was not just to talk nonsense with him.
"You are suspected of maliciously injuring others, violently resisting the law, and assaulting law enforcement officers. According to Japanese law, you are now under arrest. If you resist, we will have the right to take any measures."
Also It's really watertight.
After saying that, Chief Tian Yuan will order the arrest.
“Wait a minute.”
Boss Jiang raised his hand,
The person frowned at him.
Looking at each other, Boss Jiang once again asked seriously: "Have you ever made a movie?"
"..."
Tabuchi Masahiro's mustache trembled visibly to the naked eye. If it weren't for the public gaze, he would probably have to roar loudly.
“Catch him!”
He ordered in a deep voice, unable to bear it.
The police, who were ready to attack, immediately raised their pistols and pressed forward step by step.
It’s hard to fly with wings.
At this moment, a black business car drove over from the sidewalk without following traffic rules, thus avoiding the traffic jam.
The business car stopped.
A business-like man in his thirties or forties, wearing a suit and leather shoes, got out of the car and walked quickly.
“Wait a minute.”
He spoke in Japanese, but Jiang Chen could tell at a glance that the other person was from China. Maybe it's because of the blood connection of the same clan and clan.
“Stop, don’t come near.”
A police officer immediately went up to scold and intercept him.
The man in a suit who arrived by car shouted something in Japanese.
Immediately Masahiro Tabuchi frowned and then waved his hand.
The Chinese man was released and walked to Masahiro Tabuchi. He glanced at Jiang Chen and the two who were about to be arrested, and said something to Masahiro Tabuchi with a serious look on his face.
Tabuchi Masahiro's expression kept changing as he communicated with the Chinese man who came at just the right time.
Looking at their expressions, the two seemed to be having an argument.
“It’s okay, don’t worry.”
Jiang Chen comforted him easily.
But behind him, there was no sign of nervousness at all.
After a while, the Japanese police officer’s cell phone rang. He took out his cell phone, his expression changed instantly, then he walked quickly to the side, nodded and bowed, and kept saying “Hi, Hi!”< br>
About half a minute later, when he put away his cell phone and walked back, the business-like leader of the Tokyo police seemed to have changed. The man in suit who arrived instantly transformed into his parents, chatted briefly, and then began to yell at the subordinates who were waiting for orders.
Immediately, Jiang Chen only saw the confused expressions of the Tokyo policemen who were watching eagerly. Then, under the constant scolding of his superiors, they slowly put down their weapons and began to retreat.
The siege collapsed.
“Sorry, Mr. Jiang, it’s a misunderstanding, very sorry.”
Tabuchi Masahiro probably used the few English he knew, and looked at Jiang Chen with a bright smile, as expected of eating this I really don’t have any psychological burden if I’m just a bowl of rice.
Not only can China change its face, this traditional skill seems to have been learned by many Japanese people.
Boss Jiang is a friendly person and loves peace. Naturally, he does not care about things. When faced with the police chief’s apology, he did not take it seriously and smiled humbly.
"It's-okay."
Tabuchi Masahiro, who was completely different from the previous one, started to yell at his subordinates again.
The Tokyo police, who came like wolves and tigers, immediately began to move cars and evacuate traffic.
Everyone is here.
You have to find something to do, right?
Tabuchi Masahiro laughed and chatted with the man in the suit for a few more words, and then the man in the suit walked over.
"Mr. Jiang, are you okay?"
Jiang Chen smiled and shook his head, "Is there any water?"
The other party was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly, "Car Yes. Please get in the car.”
I’m really thirsty after running for so long.
"Get in the car."
Jiang Chen said easily, leading the Taoist sister towards the high-end business car calmly.
That Tian Yuan actually trotted over and rushed to help open the car door, smiling like a chrysanthemum.
Jiang Chen didn't ask anyone if he had made a movie. He really thought he was too idle. If it weren't for delaying time, how could he talk so much nonsense with his dry throat?
You really know how to pinch yourself when you are a rescuer.
Taking the mineral water bottle handed over by the man in the suit, Jiang Chen passed it to Duanmu Liuli without even looking at the Tokyo Police Department official.
But he had a broad layout, so he didn't take it to heart at all. After helping to close the car door again, he still stood by the car door, nodded with a smile, and made gestures to indicate that it was time to set off.
Tokyo police have cleared a road, and all other cars have been ordered to pull over. The black business car turns around and turns back the way it came from without any obstruction on the crowded road.
Tabuchi Masahiro waved to see him off.
This is international friendship. (End of chapter)