Hema kicked the gas pedal, and the GTR accelerated and passed the slow-moving long-box truck in front.
Although the truck driver slammed the horn behind him to express his dissatisfaction, it was impossible for his speed to catch up with the GTR, and he gradually drifted further and further away.
Marsha looked at the temporarily car-free road ahead, paused for a while, and then opened the second question.
"I heard from acquaintances that before you were transferred, Kurosaki-kun, you were investigating the case of 'a certain company', and then you received interference from the upper echelon... That 'certain company', shouldn't it be Fuji Technology?"
"That's right, those bastards." This time Kurosaki not only didn't hide it anymore, he let out a growl like a growl from his throat, and automatically pushed the topic forward without waiting for Kazuma to ask.
"At that time, Caixiang's mental disorder deteriorated to the point where she could hardly live a normal life. Qin blamed herself deeply for this, and cried almost every night... After knowing that Fuji Technology was behind the door-opening experiment, I tried to file a complaint with the relevant department. But the result was like sinking into the sea.
"The power of Fuji Technology is beyond imagination. I can't find a helping hand, so I can only investigate them alone..."
In the absence of assistance, Kurosaki almost single-handedly promoted the investigation of the crimes behind Fuji Technology.
His motive is not only to seek justice for his daughter Caixiang, but also driven by his conscience to eliminate harm for the people. Relying on his outstanding criminal investigation ability, Kurosaki insisted on prying open a crack in the "legal" camouflage created by Fuji Technology. However, when he was about to expand the crack and dig out the shady inside, he was suddenly called by his superiors. .
Fuji Technology has built quite deep contacts in the political and business circles. It is said that the person who called to ask questions was a senior official from the Metropolitan Police Department.
The boss who was "suggested" instead asked Kurosaki to temporarily put aside the case of Fuzhi Technology, go on vacation or do something else.
At that time, Kurosaki had almost obtained the key evidence and was only one step away from filing a lawsuit, so of course he was unwilling and impossible to let go.
Kurosaki Nagahide and his teacher Oniwa Shingen are well-known hardliners in the Metropolitan Police Department, if they want to be tough, there is nothing they can do.
But at this time, Caixiang's symptoms worsened again for some reason, and his wife Caixiang was on the verge of collapse in order to treat her exhausted daughter.
Even if Kurosaki could ignore the opinions of his boss, he couldn't ignore his family. When the backyard caught fire, Kurosaki had to temporarily stop, and listened to the persuasion of his teacher Oniwa to go on vacation for a while.
"So, are you going to Hokkaido or Hawaii?" Kazuma asked.
"It's Hokkaido, and my wife doesn't like hot weather very much." Kurosaki replied with a wry smile.
The resort is a famous hot spring hotel in Hokkaido, and the environment is quite elegant.
The few days spent with his wife and daughter was a long-lost vacation for Kurosaki, his wife Koto was able to relax from the tense state, and even her daughter Caixiang's mental disorders recovered a lot.
"At that time, everything seemed to be going in a good direction, and I ended up being negligent because of it...Damn it!" Kurosaki showed a remorseful expression as if he was cursing himself, and punched his fist hard.
It was the first time for He Ma to see such an emotional expression in this calm and capable police officer, and he felt fresh and at the same time sighed for the reason behind it.
Kurosaki clenched his fists and looked like he was about to sink into the abyss of self-pity, so Kazuma had to push the topic further.
"What happened to the car accident?"
"... When I was passing through the tunnel on my way home, a truck on the opposite side suddenly changed lanes and hit us... At that time, I tried my best to steer the steering wheel but couldn't avoid it. I was thrown out of the cab at the moment of impact, and when I woke up again, I was Already in a hospital bed... I ended up with only minor injuries, yet I was told that I was the only one who survived the crash..."
Kurosaki's voice was extremely depressed, while Kazuma imagined the scene for a while.
Returning from vacation with my family, I suddenly encountered a car accident on the way full of happiness, and when I woke up again, I was told that my beloved wife and daughter had died, and I was left alone in the world. What a sad experience!
However, it is unbelievable that Kazuma did not see in Herosaki neither the tendency of ordinary people to sink into sadness and be unable to extricate themselves, nor the shadow of hating the world and abandoning themselves, which is really quite intriguing.
—Of course, this can probably be explained by the fact that Kurosaki himself has an admirable tough personality, but there should be other factors at play. Kazuma stared at the gleaming unique entry on the top of Kurosaki's head, wondering how this thing popped out.
"So, that car accident was really an accident?" He Ma asked.
"All the evidence proves like this, but I don't think so." Kurosaki shook his head, his tone returned to calm, and it seemed that he had regained his mentality.
"Then, you applied for a search warrant to your boss in order to obtain evidence? After being rejected, you beat him up, and then rushed to Fuji Technology Kai Wushuang?" Kazuma tried to brighten the atmosphere, but Kurosaki Obviously he didn't understand what "Kai Wushuang" meant, so he was stunned on the spot.
Although he couldn't understand the stalks of later generations, Kurosaki also roughly understood the meaning of Kazuma.
After a few moments of silence, Kurosaki looked up at Kazuma with unusually sharp eyes, and confessed.
"No, actually, I rushed into Fuji Technology to kill their president, that bastard guy named Aichuan Falong."
"Oh?" Hema blinked and whistled uncontrollably. "It's so handsome!"
"... Doesn't the police department feel that there is a problem?" Kurosaki probably said it with some kind of awareness, but Kazuma's unexpected reaction obviously confused him.
Kurosaki looked over as if to tell if his attitude was true or false.
"Isn't it absurd for a law enforcement officer to do something that violates the law, and even intends to harm ordinary people without solid evidence?"
"That's right..." Kazuma, who was steering the steering wheel, frowned slightly.
Kurosaki's problem is actually similar to his entanglement in the Takata case a while ago, that is, when the current law cannot punish criminals, what should he do as a law enforcement officer
Kazuma got the answer after going through a difficult psychological struggle, so now he can answer Kurosaki's question in an upright manner.
"It's true that law enforcers take the law as the standard of conduct." He Ma nodded, and said while sorting out his thoughts.
"However, laws are made by people. In my opinion, people themselves are a collection of contradictions, so of course the laws made by people cannot be perfect.
"In fact, in the current Japanese society, it is more common for people who make laws to use laws to protect the unique rights of their own class... So, I don't think this thing has any inviolable sanctity."
These remarks jump out of Kurosaki's entangled problems, and even fundamentally deny the basis of the problem. Even Kurosaki was frightened by such an aggressive gesture, and he stared at Kazuma for a while before he came back to his senses. "... The police department, you really deserve to be a graduate of Dongda."
"Haha, the debates about legislation and law enforcement in the library of Dongda University can drown people. But those are actually useless nonsense, if you really want to talk about it..." At this point Shi and Ma paused deliberately.
"Do you really want to talk about it?"
"In the Dahe drama, which swordsman have you ever seen who can defeat the government and the court when he is fighting against violence?" He Ma snorted heavily.
"Evil is killing, it's that simple."
"Evil, beheaded!?" This sentence full of heroic spirit, as if he wanted to shoulder the justice of the world, shocked Kurosaki again.
Kurosaki opened his mouth in astonishment, and looked at Kiryu Kazuma in the driver's seat as if he had reacquainted himself.
This temperless high school student who beat the Kanto Union, Qingquan Juggernaut's closed disciple, a man known as the "Dragon of Kanto" who shocked the underworld and dared not even provoke the Fengguo clan—he was not at the same level as Ma when he said this. He didn't deliberately emphasize anything, and it was precisely because of this that Kurosaki felt the huge difference in size.
A shock that nearly shattered his worldview left him speechless, but at the same time, it gave birth to another joy like swimming a fish into an abyss.
"... Has anyone ever said that you are not suitable to be a police officer?" Kurosaki stared at Kazuma for a long time before opening with a wry smile, and his tone was already convincing.
"What are you talking about?" Hema waved his hands casually. "I'm the man who wants to be the police chief."
"That's right... I'm sorry, but the officer made a slip of the tongue." Kurosaki shook his head and retracted his preface, and then smiled inexplicably.
He Ma frowned and looked at the co-pilot next to him, and honked his horn twice as if unhappy, scaring the speeding locomotive in front of him to the side and slowed down.
In the GTR, Kazuma, who pursed his lips, and Kurosaki, who lowered his head and laughed. Although the performance of the two seems to be incompatible at the moment, the invisible barrier that has been between the two until now seems to have disappeared without a trace.
The black horse pursed his lips and looked in the rearview mirror, then stepped on the accelerator to drive the GTR onto the winding mountain road. There are several continuous curves on this winding mountain road, which is said to be the actual prototype of a certain text racing car.
The excellent maneuverability of the GTR allowed He Ma to drive equally solidly on winding mountain roads. When climbing a section of uphill, He Ma glanced to the side and found that the co-pilot had raised his face again.
"I'm very sorry, I'm sorry, sir." Kurosaki paid attention. "Please continue with the topic just now."
"Well, actually, what I'm more curious about is why you didn't kill Hechuan Falong at that time?" He Ma asked sincerely.
If Kurosaki had really killed Faron Aikawa at that time, then even if Fuji Technology had any conspiracy, it would have been aborted, and there is a high probability that the lost people on the streets of Tokyo will not emerge. "Did you suddenly feel that your approach was too radical?"
"No, although I don't have the courage of the police department, but at that time I also seriously wanted to kill Aichuan Falong... Unfortunately, I was stopped."
"Stopped? Are you?" He Ma looked over in astonishment.