Chapter 91
One of the cadres from the Zhujiang group was frantically making phone calls and checking emails in an izakaya (Japanese pub) run by his group.
Someone actually stole 100 million yen from their group, and they still haven't caught the culprit... This isn't about the amount of money, it's about saving face!
Therefore, all the available personnel in the Suminoe group were sent out into the streets to search for the woman named Aoike.
As a cadre, he had to keep a close eye on the news from all sides to see where Qingchi was, and arrange for people to monitor the places where Qingchi might appear.
Normally, these izakayas are relatively quiet during the day and only become noisy at night. But today, in order to find a place nearby for a meeting, he directly requisitioned this izakaya. He and his underlings were all here, either making phone calls, discussing, cursing, or talking to themselves. In short, there was no quiet.
There were a dozen or so men in the cramped izakaya, but they made as much noise as if thousands of ducks had been stuffed inside.
He was already quite irritable. He had finally finished a phone call and received some good news, and wanted to calm down, but he could still hear the chattering noise behind him. People in the underworld don't have very good tempers, otherwise they wouldn't be able to control people. Even though he knew that these people were also doing this for a mission, his emotions were gradually boiling and he was about to explode.
Ugh, it's so noisy!!!
In that instant, the izakaya suddenly went from being extremely noisy to extremely quiet.
The cadre from the Zhijiang group almost thought he had accidentally blurted out his true feelings.
Sigh, although he was indeed annoyed by the noise, he couldn't take it out on his underlings; they were just trying to find the right person...
He wanted to explain, but when he turned his head, he found that everyone was frozen in place, staring blankly in the direction of the door.
He saw that person too.
Despite the sign indicating the business was closed, strangers still came uninvited.
Wearing a black trench coat and with dark blue short hair, the moment he stepped into the izakaya, it was as if an abyss had sucked away all light and sound, leaving only himself, who, despite being dressed in dark colors, was inexplicably dazzling.
Like a dead moon, it shines alone on a silent and desolate world.
He strolled closer with a leisurely air, then stopped next to the only cadre present. His right hand, gloved with genuine leather, rested on the table. He leaned forward slightly, and his pigeon-blood red eyes lowered their gaze, landing on the other person with an unusual weight that seemed to weigh heavily on them.
A cold, seemingly casual tone, as if it were just a casual question, rang out.
"Have you found them?"
"Find...find..." The cadre from the Zhujiang group stammered, almost blurting everything out, but fortunately, the notification sound of a new email suddenly rang out, bringing him back to some of his sanity.
The reason it's only "partial" is because his first reaction upon hearing the voice was annoyance at having his conversation with the person in front of him interrupted by the email, and concern about whether he had left a bad impression.
After a few seconds, he suddenly realized that he didn't know the other person at all, and that they might not even be a member of their organization!
Reason told him he should stand up for himself and not back down, but his emotions advised him: This guy is obviously a big shot! Isn't it normal for someone like him, who's supposed to be a manager but is actually caught in the middle and gets bullied by both sides, not to recognize him? What if he speaks too aggressively and offends someone?
Seeing the "Closed" sign outside, and still walking right in to find him, means he must know they're having a gathering here; they're one of his own!
But he really had never seen or even heard of this person. Regardless, he had to ask who they were…
Just as this cadre from the Zhijiang group was struggling with his reason for a moment, the stranger who exuded an inexplicable sense of oppression frowned.
"Does silence mean there's no progress? I'm very disappointed in you."
That last bit of rationality was instantly overwhelmed by fear and trepidation.
Seeing the official frown, he felt his heart stop, and his mind flashed through many cruel punishments for those who failed to perform their duties.
How could we let this esteemed person be so disappointed in us on our very first meeting!
"No, no, no, there's been some progress! The guys down there said they found some bloodstains and are splitting up to determine which direction she went. We should have news soon! We suspect she might be trying to flee abroad. With her injuries, she can't go far. The brothers are already staking out the bus stops near the airport!"
"Hmm," the official replied indifferently, "Not bad."
The cadres of the Zhuzhijiang group immediately breathed a sigh of relief, their tension lessening, and the fear they had just had vanished—they had almost forgotten that this was a new era, and their Zhuzhijiang group was registered with the government, making them a legal organization, unlike in the last century when they would be made an example of someone to scare others…
A bit of rationality returned, and the leader of the Zhujiang group felt that he still had to ask about the other party's identity. After all, if he didn't ask, his underlings wouldn't dare to interrupt, so he was the only one who could bring it up.
The Suminoe group's leader used all his vocabulary and sentence-making skills, which came from a junior high school diploma, along with the words he learned from TV dramas. He seemed to want to use honorifics in every word, not just every sentence, so that he could express his respect. He asked the question with utmost deference and caution.
"I am very sorry, please forgive me. I am of humble status and was not qualified to pay my respects to you before. May I ask who you are...?"
A hand wrapped in a black leather glove suddenly tapped the table. The cadres of the Zhijiang Group suddenly became highly perceptive and fell silent instantly, anxiously wondering if they had used a word incorrectly.
Damn it! When he first heard that the higher-ups said they would recruit more highly educated people, he thought they were being looked down upon. But now he thinks that if it's for the sake of communicating with this person, then it's really not wrong to have everyone be more educated. People with low education levels will be like him, afraid to even speak, for fear of accidentally offending someone.
In the silence created by the knock, the man spoke slowly and deliberately.
"It's normal that you haven't seen me before, because someone is very dissatisfied with your progress, so they sent me to take a look. Otherwise, I wouldn't have come at all."
The cadre from the Zhijiang group was immediately filled with shame: "I'm so sorry! I've caused you so much trouble, sir!!!"
Not only him, but his underlings who had been talking big not long ago also lowered their heads in shame, not daring to utter a single word in rebuttal.
Just then, the cell phone of the cadre from the Zhijiang group suddenly rang; this time it was a direct call.
The cadre from the Zhuzhijiang group subconsciously looked at the person next to him, wanting to ask for their opinion, but saw that the other person very naturally took his phone and pressed the answer button.
"Found her! Aoike Touko boarded a bus at xxx station! The license plate is Shinagawa 200! Someone has already followed her! The cops are investigating as well, just in case a few more people show up!"
The cadre from the Zhijiang group hesitated before replying, "I understand. I'll send someone to chase after them right away."
The phone call ended, and the young man with deep red hair and eyes straightened up, calmly ordering, "Let's go, I'll come too."
"yes!"
The cadre from the Zhijiang group was inexplicably excited: "I'll drive! Please come this way!"
As he spoke, he bowed and walked towards the door, watching the other person's expression as he led them to his parking spot.
Two burly men with menacing faces happened to be nearby, staring at them in disbelief: "Brother Jingchuan, who is this...?"
"Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask!" The executive made a gesture to shoo them away, then turned to the person behind him with a fawning smile, "Please, this way please."
The big man: "…………"
The two watched as the cadre Igawa drove away, their emotions remaining unsettled for a long time.
Who was that just now?! They've been undercover in the Suminoe Group for years, how come they've never heard of anyone like that before?!
One look at that guy and you could tell he was born for this job and could lead the Zhijiang Group to glory!
Is he a new recruit? Or a relative of the organization's leader? Did they not know before because he had just returned from studying abroad and learning advanced criminal techniques?
The distribution of yakuza power in Tokyo is likely to undergo a major shift soon! They need to get to the Metropolitan Police Department immediately!!!
At the same time, Jiuchong Shiren and Squad Leader Zhenma also stared in the direction the car drove away, falling into a long silence.
They had just inquired about information from their colleagues in the Organized Crime Countermeasures Department who were undercover in the Suminoe Group. Before they even turned the key in their car, they saw the scene of Kanakawa Shinryu being respectfully invited into the car by a Suminoe Group executive. As people who knew that Kanakawa Shinryu was actually a policeman, the impact of this scene was actually greater than that of the two undercover agents.
Squad Leader Jinma spoke first: "...Anyway, let's catch up first. You send an email to Hanchuan-kun and ask him what news he got."
Never mind what's going on on the other end, or why they're treating Hanchuan Shenliu that way. Work is the priority!
Jiuchong Shiren glanced at his two undercover colleagues through the car window and hesitated, "Should we explain to them? It seems like they've misunderstood something..."
"No time!" Sergeant Zhenma stepped on the gas. "We'll explain later! You need to send the email first!"
The people of the Nine Heavens: "Hi."
Soon, the people of the Nine Heavens received a reply from Han Chuan Shen Liu.
He provided a license plate number and informed the destination that there were people from the Suminoe Group on board.
Because it was sent to multiple groups, not only Jiuzhong Shiren and his group, but also Officer Shimo and Ibuki Ran's group received the message and quickly changed their driving routes to align with the airport bus route.
"Wow, Hanchuan-kun actually did it for real! He actually got the answer! How did he do that?" Ibuki Ran exclaimed.
Officer Shima frowned: "How they did it is not important. The trouble is that there are people from the Sumi-no-e group on the bus, and they are likely carrying guns. Originally, we just told the driver to find an excuse to pull over, but now that we have deviated from the normal route, the Sumi-no-e group may notice and take the people on the bus hostage."
In a confined space like a train carriage, once a shot is fired, the bullet's trajectory becomes unpredictable, making it too easy to injure others.
In that case, innocent citizens will be caught up in gang fights, and the Metropolitan Police Department will be powerless to do anything about it, giving reporters plenty to write about.
As everyone chased after the pursuer, they finally spotted the target vehicle when Captain Kikyo suddenly connected to the radio.
"The bus driver will exit the highway at the next intersection. Remember to follow him and try to prevent the situation from escalating."
"Won't this alert the enemy?!"
"...No, because it was Hanchuan-kun who instructed the Suminoe Group executives to notify the person in the car to directly threaten the driver with a gun to stop the car... I don't know why they were all very cooperative with Hanchuan-kun. Anyway, I hope the driver can calm down and not be so scared that he causes a car accident..."
Everyone in the communication channel: "…………"
—Hanchuan Shenliu! Do you even remember you're a policeman?!
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Bonus chapter, goodnight everyone~
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The Suminoe Group member: Although I don't know who this person is, I always feel like I've done something wrong in front of him and need to atone for it.
The Metropolitan Police Department's undercover agent in the Suminoe Group: The Yakuza are about to change!
Han Chuan's colleague: There's no time to explain, drive!
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One hundred million yen! Gin would take a roller coaster ride for one hundred million yen!
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