Tokyo Detective

Chapter 273 I'm Not Stealing from My Own Position
As it approached 6 o'clock, just as Naoki Hanyu was packing up to leave work, the 4-star reward from a few days ago had already arrived in his account.

[Ding! You have received a 4-star Sin reward.]

[Ding! Opened a 4-star supply chest, containing one M18A1 anti-personnel directional mine (Claymore mine), with a cost value of 90.]

This is a directional landmine that requires a wire and a detonator to detonate. It usually explodes only from the front, scattering hundreds of steel balls with a kill radius of up to 50 meters.

Like some tricky landmines, Claymore mines are banned in more than 120 countries, except for America, the country of origin.

Naoki Hanyu was very satisfied with the 4-star resource reward. This kind of thing was a rare commodity even in countries like the Middle East and North Africa, and it was even more difficult to purchase than some heavy weapons.

[Ding! Opened a 4-star skill chest and obtained a C-rank skill, Thunder Step.]

【Thunder Step (C): Consumes stamina to compress the muscles in your legs to a bursting level, accompanied by a loud sound. Using this skill will greatly increase muscle fatigue. Stamina +3】

Lei Bu?

Naoki Hanyu stood up and used his skill. With a sound, he appeared on the other side of the room in the blink of an eye. Covering 5 meters in 0.1 seconds—that's an astonishing speed, equivalent to 180 kilometers per hour.

Naoki Hanyu rubbed his legs to feel the changes in his body. His explosive speed had indeed more than doubled. However, the next second, he felt intense fatigue in the muscles from his knees to his calves, and it would take several seconds to fully recover.

This skill is just as practical as the Iron Fist skill. It has two side effects. The first is muscle fatigue, which is fatal to ordinary people, causing cramps when used. But for a stamina monster like him, it's just that.

The only obvious drawback is the sound, which will alert the enemy that he is using Thunder Step.

Just then, a phone call came in from an unfamiliar number.

"Hello, I am Robert Alba's lawyer. His will contains provisions concerning Mr. Hanyu. We hope you can come to Alba's mansion at XXX, Minato Ward."

Naoki Hanyu was stunned for a moment, thinking he had misheard.

"Lopte's will, he's dead?"

"It's normal that you don't know, Mr. Yuzuru. Mr. Alba was unfortunately killed by drug dealers a few hours ago, and his head was cut off."

"I am going now."

Naoki Hanyu put down the phone and remained silent for a few seconds. He couldn't believe that the Ropte people had actually died at the hands of drug dealers.

I took out my phone and searched, and sure enough, I found English news about Rupett. His head had been cut off by drug dealers and placed in a car with some bodyguards who were supposed to protect him. The drug cartel that committed the crime was called the Hanks family.

Even though they were just ordinary friends, Naoki Hanyu felt a surge of anger upon seeing this scene. Killing someone was just a matter of a nod; these guys were simply trying to create fear so that no one in the city would dare to resist.

He was even more furious that Rupt didn't value his own life enough. Drug prohibition, drug prohibition, knowing that it might cost him his life, is it worth it?
However, he had no right to accuse the other party of being foolish. As someone who had gone through thick and thin with him, he should go and see what was going on and why the will involved him.

When Naoki Hanyu entered the mansion through the maid, he immediately heard crying.

Jessica Alba was seen crying her eyes out, with a Japanese girl comforting her beside her.

Hearing the news of one's father's death after returning home from school is something most people would find very difficult to bear.

The elderly lawyer, named Terayama Shiro, began to read out his will once everyone was present.

"Mr. Yuzuru has arrived, so I will begin to read the will. The above are Mr. Alba's original words."

"I'll probably be dead by the time this will is made public. I'm bequeathing my Cessna Citation Sovereign private jet to Naoki Hanyu as a promotion gift for a friend. I'm truly sorry, Naoki, I couldn't give you the gift in person. I hope you can keep an eye on Jessica for me; if she dares to date any inappropriate men, you can break her legs."

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Jessica was stunned when she heard the contents of the will. It said that Naoki Hanyu would break her legs. Was this really her biological father?
Soon the will was declared complete, and Naoki Hanyu received a medium-sized private jet as a gift from the other party.

The Cessna Citation series, originally priced at around 13 billion, now has a resale value of 7 million. It is a mid-sized private jet with a range of 5000 kilometers, 12 seats, and a spacious cabin, making it suitable for intercontinental travel.

You can take this plane from Neon to America; it only needs to stop in Hawaii to refuel.

They had talked about private jets, and even about Rupt's private jet. Who knew that Rupt would actually give the jet to them?

Naoki Hanyu himself could afford it, but he rarely left Tokyo, so there was no point in buying it, as the annual insurance and maintenance fees would be a huge expense.

If he could, he really wouldn't want to accept this gift; it was too much of a burden and he would have to take on some responsibility, such as looking after Jessica.

It is said that Raptors had quite a lot of assets, with his estate alone exceeding 150 billion, making Jessica an instant hot young heiress.

Naoki Hanyu said in a deep voice.

“Attorney Terayama, Jessica, I refuse to accept Ropte’s gift. It is too much for me to receive without doing so.”

Terayama Shiro looked at the only Alba family member present, while Jessica wiped her face, which had turned into a little cat's paw print.

"Brother Naoki, please accept Father's gift. I don't want him to leave this world in peace. Please."

The repeated pleas swayed his resolve. After all, there were several outsiders watching, and there were the phone calls from Ropte entrusting his son to him several times before. In the end, Naoki Hanyu nodded.

“Jessica, thank you for the promotion gift from your father. I love it.”

Jessica stopped crying and started laughing.

"I'm glad you like it, Brother Yuzuru."

Fine, fine. 7 million is just for one girl; in the end, Naoki Hanyu still makes a profit. He can't guarantee anything in other parts of Japan, but in Tokyo, he still has some influence to protect people.

After the will was read, Terayama Shiro left without participating in the subsequent discussion, having already perfectly fulfilled his client's instructions as a lawyer.

Only Naoki Hanyu and Jessica remained in the entire hall.

"Jessica, won't you introduce your friend to me?"

"This is Kana Mizukawa, my classmate from the University of Tokyo."

Kana Mizukawa greeted her very politely.

"Hello, Mr. Yuzuru."

"Hello, Ms. Mizukawa, could you please take care of Jessica?"

"We're friends, this is what I should do."

Judging from his demeanor, you can tell he comes from a prestigious family. Come to think of it, the circle of acquaintances of a former diplomat is naturally filled with the elite.

After chatting for a few tens of minutes, Kana Mizukawa took her leave. She really wanted to stay with her friend that night, but her family had a strong aversion to staying in a house where someone had died that day, so she had to go back.

With only two people in the entire hall, Jessica finally unleashed her true emotions, a hint of ferocity appearing on her delicate face.

"Brother Yuzuru, do you think it's feasible for me to offer 8% of my wealth as a reward for the murderer who killed my father?"

Naoki Hanyu was taken aback. He hadn't expected the girl to be so decisive. 150 billion was indeed a large sum, but for some forces, money might not be enough to solve their problems.

"It's unlikely. I've checked the news; the Hanks family was able to force President Mexico to issue a release order. Their power is very strong in their home country. By then, before you've even put a bounty on your enemy's head, they'll be coming after you."

Naoki Hanyu had researched the foreign dark web. Not to mention the possibility of being scammed, even if the other party did arrange a hitman for you, they might still leak your customer service information. Don't overestimate the character of those shady characters.

Jessica nodded.

"I understand. Could you please ask Brother Naoki to help arrange a funeral for my father? Even a cenotaph would be fine. I will ask people in my hometown to help retrieve my father's body or ashes."

"Okay, I'll make arrangements. You should get some rest during this time."

Just as Naoki Hanyu was about to leave, a pair of arms suddenly wrapped around him, and Jessica rested her face against his chest.

"Brother Yuzuru, can I hold you like this for a while? I remember on the day the ship sank, I was so cold and uncomfortable, and Brother Yuzuru's embrace was just as warm as it is today."

Naoki Hanyu lowered his half-raised hands, stroking his brown hair as the other woman hugged him. The girl's figure was truly outstanding among her peers.

"If you want to cry, then cry."

Naoki Hanyu could sense a strong sense of sadness, or perhaps his warm chest was enough to evoke memories of the shipwreck that day, reminding the other person of how even that natural disaster hadn't taken Ropte away, so why was he dying at the hands of drug dealers today?

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The crying gradually grew louder, and Naoki Hanyu could feel his clothes getting wet with tears and snot, making him feel sticky and uncomfortable.

But having just received 7 million, it's understandable that he might vent his frustrations through his chest.

5 minutes, 10 minutes.

The crying made Naoki Hanyu worry that the girl might go blind from crying, since prolonged crying could cause eye diseases such as glaucoma and conjunctivitis.

Fortunately, the girl closed her eyes and fell asleep while crying.

Naoki Hanyu carried the girl in a princess carry and took her back to her room, but as he was leaving, the girl grabbed his arm and pleaded from her sleeping mouth.

"Father, don't run away."

“Jessica will listen.”

Don't leave me alone.

Is he still afraid? Naoki Hanyu recalled the memory of his deceased relatives from his previous life, when he also dreamed of trying to hold onto the departed.

In the end, Naoki Hanyu sat on the edge of the bed, closed his eyes to rest, and let the other person lead him. In his heart, he thought, "Don't misunderstand, Ropte, I'm just keeping my promise to take care of your daughter."

It's said that with his physique, he can sleep whether he's sitting or standing; he's truly a freak.

In the dead of night, when Jessica woke up, she immediately noticed that she was tightly hugging a strong arm, her ample bosom squeezing it flat. Looking up, she saw Naoki Hanyu asleep against the headboard.

"You can sleep even when I hold your arm? Doesn't your arm go numb, Brother Yuzuru?"

Jessica looked around at the dimly lit environment and finally made the bold move of hugging the other person and resting her head on his legs. The warmth of his body made her fall asleep again quickly.

"As expected, Brother Yuzuru's body is so warm."

Meanwhile, several black men disembarked at several airports in Tokyo's Haneda district and headed straight for the yakuza in Kabukicho, where they were drug dealers from the Hanks family.

They wouldn't be foolish enough to do it themselves; instead, they would hand it over to the underworld members they had previously worked with, film the people driving the train, and then bring the video back to their leader to complete the task.

(End of this chapter)