Standalone Tokyo

Chapter 36: Apply yellow mud to the crotch

When Giyu No. 1 and Ikkyu knocked out the security guard watching the warehouse door with baseball bats, and then walked into the warehouse and saw mountains of rice and flour inside, Fujiwara Masato was disappointed.

That's it? Did you make a fortune selling this?

Although people's livelihood food is the most profitable, you can't make much money just by collecting these things. The most important thing is that moving these things into the system warehouse is not only time-consuming and troublesome, but also impossible to sell. What's the price?

Originally, system stores collected second-hand items to keep prices down, and the unit prices of food such as rice and noodles were not high to begin with. If the system lowers the price again, moving these items into the warehouse and selling them will become a loss-making activity.

This is really a waste of labor and time.

Therefore, Masato Fujiwara's idea at that time was very simple... Come here, bring me a few bags of rice and flour into the warehouse to provide for your daily consumption of food, drink, etc., and pour the rest with gasoline and prepare to burn it.

As a result, it turned out that Ikoma Kawada really did not make a fortune from rice and rice noodles, at least not simply from selling these foods, because the names of the items thrown into the system warehouse gave Fujiwara Masato a surprise.

+Rice with “flour” content inside+
  +flour with "flour" inside+
  Um! ?

What the hell, what the hell is this?
  Fujiwara Masato immediately asked Giyu No. 1 to take out a knife and cut open the package of oiled rice. When the white rice flowed out, Giyu No. 1 reached out and scratched inside a few times, and then took out a bag filled with transparent plastic. The bag was wrapped tightly, with no "flour" exposed in any gaps.

What a surprise!
  Fujiwara Masato didn't even need to throw these things into the system for identification, he knew that this was definitely not a "vitamin powder" that was beneficial to physical and mental health.

Seeing this, Fujiwara Masato changed his mind about burning this place with fire. He said this to Giyu No. 1.

"Find the security guard's phone number, use it to call the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, and tell them there is a lot of "flour" here, and remember to tell the caller that you suspect the flour business here, the Adachi Ward Police Department It is very likely that the chief also has shares.”

Fujiwara Masato doesn't know who owns the flour here, but the only thing he can be sure of is that the flour here definitely does not belong to Ikoma Kawada alone. It's not that Fujiwara Masato looks down on the latter, but in a situation like Ikoma Kawada's, he is absolutely impossible One man has so much flour.

The local gangs must have a share. Fujiwara Masato doesn't know if the local police have a share, but this does not prevent him from slandering them... So much flour has not been found here. Even if the Adachi Ward police have no share, they are definitely incompetent. They can't run away. They are definitely not innocent in taking the blame.

In this way, after Giyu No. 1 made a call to the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, the central department of the Tokyo police, the two of them retreated casually.

Although he did not gain much money from this incident tonight, Fujiwara Masato felt very happy. He seemed to have taken revenge on many people at once, including the deceased Ikoma and his son, the incompetent Adachi District police, and the local gangs selling fans. , gave them a "surprise" all at once.

Because he was so happy, Fujiwara Masato almost forgot about another gain tonight.

Ding!
  +The Japanese high school student is extremely attracted to your team because of what you have done. He hopes to join your team and become your ally.

Agree/deny. +
  ……

The Suzuki Polaris van stopped at an uninhabited road with no street lights not far from Toshin Kosuiuchi's home, and then dropped Kosuiuchi Shun and Huang Mao, who had returned to their normal high school attire, and the car stopped without turning around. The one who came back drove away.

After getting out of the car, the two of them wandered along the road.

"Go to the restaurant over there for a drink or something to eat?" Huang Mao suggested. Kosuiuchi Jun, who had just finished vomiting and turned pale, didn't want to go home now, so he nodded in agreement.

On the roadside in Tokyo, Japan, restaurants run by individual families can be seen everywhere. They are as common as late-night food stalls in China. They mainly serve ordinary drinks and common Japanese food, and focus on cheap food... delicious or not In addition to food, food must be very cheap. From students who have just finished classes to cram school, to hard working people, they can all eat and drink here.

When Huang Mao and Kosui Neijun walked in, the place was buzzing with people, and most of the tables were full. They walked in inconspicuously.

The two of them found a random corner to sit down, and immediately the proprietress with a menu came up to ask.

"Just two sukiyaki pots for two people will be enough." Huang Mao said politely to the proprietress.

"And then two bottles of beer and two cans of Coke."

"Hey... just a moment, the food will be served soon!"

When the proprietress turned around and left, Jun Xiaoshuiuchi couldn't wait to put his head over the dining table and said to Huang Mao.

"Brother, did I succeed? I..."

"Success, you kid, sit back and don't put your head over, or your saliva will fly into my face." Huang Mao pushed Xiao Shuiuchi's face back with some disgust. He fumbled in his arms and pulled out a piece of brass. He took out his pocket watch and a letter and handed them to Xiaoshui Naijun.

"Open the pocket watch, press your thumb up... yes, it's the tines that pop out at the top, press it with your thumb, and then press it into the pocket watch again, leaving a bloody fingerprint on it."

Following Huang Mao's instructions, Xiaosui Neijun opened the pocket watch and found that there was nothing inside. He pierced his thumb with his sharp teeth and left a thumb mark on it. Huang Mao then reached out and took the pocket watch back... Fujiwara Masato has already determined that there is no "return to my life" movie in this world, and he does not need to be afraid of others saying that he plagiarized.

"We are not a gang. What our organization is called... is called playing cards. Remember the shape of the bloody fingerprints in the pocket watch and the 3 diamonds on the surface of the pocket watch. The former is your identity certificate, and the latter is your status in the organization. The pocket watch Your name is engraved on the back... Come, take a photo, and remember the shape of this handprint when you go back.

If someone comes to see you in the future, if the person who comes is not me, you have to ask him to show you this pocket watch. This is your identification and command talisman. Without it, I cannot give you an order.

If you want to withdraw from the organization in the future, then as long as you do one thing within your power, you can get this pocket watch back and then permanently withdraw from the organization... However, if you have made great achievements in the organization and the organization level is high, then It won’t be that easy if you want to quit in the future. "

Having said this, Huang Mao paused for a moment, and after Xiaoshui Neijun digested all the news, he continued.

"So, you think about what you are going to do. Now open the envelope. There are five Fudge cards inside..."

Kosui Neijun quickly followed the instructions, then he looked at the money in the envelope and licked his lips. He hesitated for a while, then raised his hand and returned the envelope to Huang Mao.

"Brother, you take care of me so much and take out my anger, I should give you money, I can't ask for your money."

"Idiot, this is not the money I gave you, this is the allowance given by the superior to the staff of peripheral organizations." Huang Mao cursed Kosui Neijun in a low voice and pushed the envelope back.

"I will give you a manual later. You can take a look at it. Each peripheral member of the organization has an allowance of 50,000 to 200,000 yen. Rewards for missions are calculated separately, so you take this money and then take it. Go eat some meat, go for a run in the morning, and nourish your body.

By the way, how are your reading scores? " "not too good. "Kosui Neijun took the envelope back in confusion, put the money into his pocket while looking around, and covered the pocket with one hand.

For a high school student whose family is not very wealthy, 50,000 yen is really not that small.

"I want to drop out of school. My grades are not good and I am destined not to go to a good university."

"Don't worry, you are still in school. It will be very convenient to do things as a student. After you graduate, I will arrange a formal job for you to take responsibility for. You can study and exercise now. After school and Just do some odd jobs with me during the holidays and make some money."

"Okay, I will listen to your arrangements, brother." After saying this, Huang Mao could also see the complicated expressions on Xiao Shui Neijun's face and eyes. He would definitely not study honestly or shoot a gun. , Kosuuchi Shun, who thought he had seen big scenes, now has ambitions ignited in his heart.

Huang Mao doesn't really want to forcefully correct Kosuiuchi Jun's thoughts. A young man in his teens is troublesome. Besides, after sending away the Ikoma family, the Japanese police don't know if they will find out about Xiaosuiuchi Jun. , there is no need to focus too much attention on him now, this kid has not yet demonstrated this value.

"Brother." After waiting for a while, Xiao Shuuchijun couldn't help but ask.

“What does our organization do?”

Huang Mao didn't answer, he just waved to Xiaosui Neijun to shut up.

"The food is here."

The proprietress placed a hot pot in the middle of the table, and then the men behind her placed some thin beef, seasonal vegetables, and some pre-made products such as meatballs and fish balls on the edge of the table one by one. Finally, they placed two bottles of beer and two cans of Coke. .

"The dishes are ready, guests, please take your time!"

After the landlady and the boss retreated, Huang Mao slowly picked up a piece of beef and put it in the pot that was not yet boiling. He stirred it slowly and said to Xiao Shuinaijun.

"It doesn't really matter what we do. The most important thing is whether we can have enough food with the organization, that's all."

A little later, when Masato Fujiwara had eaten a full meal, walked around the street, and said goodbye to Keiko Inoshita. On the way home, Huang Mao and Toshi Komizuchi were eating beef sukiyaki, and their mouths were full of oil. At that time, the police in Adachi Ward were eating ashes.

"Ah bah bah bah...cough cough cough...what a big ash!" Nagato Police Department sighed with emotion. At this time, he was stepping into a villa that had been burned to the ground with "all the walls bare", stepping on the turbid ground underneath. Sewage and scorched building materials.

"What's going on? What's going on with this house... When did our firefighters become so efficient? They put out the fire within two or three hours of the fire!"

Mayumi Iwapan, who was following the Nagato Police Department, was speechless. She felt that the reason why her immediate boss was not promoted must be because of his bad mouth.

"Nagato Police Department, this is a villa area where rich people gather, and there is a fire station in the next street..."

"Oh, that's no wonder... (whispering) It's really going to cause trouble for me. Why not let this villa burn to ashes? That would save us all trouble."

The Yanpan Police Department pretended not to have heard her immediate boss's quiet complaint and continued.

"Nagato Police Department, according to the reporter's confession, before the fire broke out, intensive gunshots were heard from Ikoma's house, and then people from the fire department also found more than 20 pistol shell casings and warheads while putting out the fire."

"How many people died?" The Nagato Police Department said that they only care about the key points and don't care about other side issues.

"Currently we cannot contact anyone from the Ikoma family, but no body of the deceased has been found..."

"That means no one died?" Nagato Police Department breathed a sigh of relief.

"If no one died, then this case is not a major case and the matter is not serious."

"Ah?" The Yanpan police officer was stunned.

The two continued to inspect the scene, walking around the villa through the scorched black ground. As they walked, the Nagato Police Department went up to the second floor, pushed open the burned door with only a threshold left, and first looked at the floor. He casually stepped on the object that looked like a bullet casing with his leather shoes, and then pointed at the thing that curled up into a ball on the bed and looked like a human body.

"What is this?" The Nagato Police Department, which handles cases all year round, does not think that thing is a corpse, nor does a human body after being burned at high temperatures behave like this.

The Yanpan police officer was also stunned. She ran over and took a look, and she also found something was wrong. She didn't understand the shape of the human body after it was burned, but there was something obviously wrong with the smell.

"Uh, I'll ask the fireman."

The firefighters who were packing up their things outside the house and preparing to go home also expressed that they did not know about this issue. With no choice, the Yanpan Police Department could only continue to ask, and after asking around, an otaku who was watching the excitement finally noticed. After the picture, the answer was told.

"Isn't this the Ai-chan produced by the "Kiss Love" company? The price is 1.25 million yen. It does not need to be inflated. It has body temperature, vibration, rotation, and moaning functions."

After getting the answer, the Yanpan Police Department was speechless. She could only say, "It's really dirty."

"Stop watching the show and call the people from the evidence section to come over and cut open this lump of silicone with a knife. I found bullet holes on the surface. There should be a few bullets in it."

Then, before the evidence section officers from the Adachi District Police Department arrived, the Nagato Police Department and the Iwawa Police Department quickly stopped caring about the matter because their immediate superiors called and broke bad news.

"People from the Metropolitan Police Department came. Someone found flour in a warehouse within our jurisdiction, and the caller also said that the flour belongs to our Adachi Ward Police Department... By the way, the owner of this warehouse is Ikoma Kawada. Today The villa where the police called the police that there was a fire at night was his home...

Now, don’t worry about murders and shootings. First, find the missing Ikoma Kawada. If you can’t find him, then arrest the boss of the Maple Leaf Club who is related to him... In short, flour This case absolutely and should not have anything to do with us, do you understand? "

"Understood, boss, I will get things done and find someone to take the blame as soon as possible... If that doesn't work, I suggest blaming everything on Ikoma Kawada. This is his warehouse, and he himself happened to be missing... ...Yes, he is definitely not dead. If he was dead, there should be a body. If there is no body now, he is absconding out of fear of crime."

"Then as soon as possible, Baga Yalu... Who is it and I can't get along with him who will retire next year..."

(End of this chapter)