Tokyo Detective

Chapter 274 Brothers are for betraying, for money.

A group of Latin Americans in suits were picked up by three cars and driven through Minato Ward and Chiyoda Ward into Shinjuku Kabukicho.

This is the territory of the Inunaki Group, and also the 6th ranked agency among the top 10 black-market agencies in Kabukicho.

"Brothers, welcome."

Inunaki Jiro, the leader of the Inunaki Group, put his arm around an elderly man from the Black Watermelon family. The man was also one of the executives of the Hanks family. The two had been friends for decades and were sworn brothers.

"George, welcome to Tokyo. I will arrange a grand banquet to welcome you in a moment."

"You're still as handsome as ever, Jiro, even after all these years."

"Haha, each other."

The two sat in the office, chatting and laughing.

An old man named George asked, a cigar dangling from his lips.

"Brother, I heard you're not planning to get into the drug business. Why?"

Inunaki Jiro sighed.

"Well, I won't hide it from you anymore, what do you think of Kabukicho?"

"It's beautiful. You might not find such a bustling red district in Tepeia, or even in the entire Mexican city. It's truly enviable that you can run a business here."

Inunaki Jiro looked out the window. Yes, this land fascinated him, who was known as a demon, but unfortunately, a man even more demonic than him appeared.

"Yes, it's a pity that an even more domineering guy has appeared in this land. A policeman who makes all the underworld fear him, and no one dares to sell drugs."

Does a policeman have that kind of power?
George's thinking was still the same as Mo Xigua's, especially since he had just taken down the mayor of Tepia, so he had a contemptuous attitude towards the police.

"Overbearing cops? If they don't follow the rules, just take them out."

Inujinjiro shook his head.

"It's no use. There are countless people who want him dead, but none of them can kill him. Even the Tri-Gods Society, one of the top three yakuza groups in Japan, was completely eradicated by him."

"The Tri-Gods Society, huh? It seems they really are a troublesome bunch."

As an executive who frequently traveled to Japan for business, George had certainly heard of the Tri-Gods Society, whose size and strength were no less than that of Hanks.

Inunaki Jiro poured a glass of wine for his brother who had shared life and death with him back then.

"I'm afraid that person will stop buying from you. Without the drug trafficking business, I don't know how long the Inunaki Group can survive. Let's not talk about my business anymore. George, tell me the purpose of your visit."

Inunaki Jiro's words were half true and half false. It's true that he can't make much less money selling drugs anymore, but other businesses in Kabukicho have improved a lot these days, so it's not much worse than before.

George pulled a cell phone and several photos from his pocket, along with a video about the collaboration.

“Yesterday, our Hanks family killed the mayor. The eldest son hopes to eliminate the mayor’s daughter as well; she’s studying in Tokyo.”

"You killed the mayor?"

Shocked, Inunaki Jiro picked up the photo and saw that it was indeed a Latina girl with a sweet smile—a great beauty.

George smiled, took out a box of US dollars, and pushed it over.

"If you help me kidnap the target, I will reward you with 1 million Japanese yen. This 2000 million is a deposit."

Inunaki Jiro stopped the other party.

"Joz, give me some time, I'll give you an answer first thing tomorrow morning."

"Okay, then I'll go and experience what Japan's top-tier red zone is like."

After the other party left, Inunaki Jiro sent his men to investigate the target girl's background. He had two advantages in starting from scratch: first, he was ruthless, and second, he was steady and would never do anything without certainty.

We can't just do whatever the customer says, otherwise we'll be sold out without even realizing it.

Soon the girl's name and background were revealed.

Jessica Alba is the daughter of a former Mexican diplomat stationed in Japan. Her father was also one of the top three important figures in the embassy.

If the descendants of such a person were kidnapped, there would definitely be a lot of trouble afterwards.

So he has to pay more, at least 2 million.

Just as Inunaki Jiro was feeling pleased with his unexpected windfall, the appearance of a photograph caused his pupils to shrink slightly. What did he see?

Naoki Hanyu.

The person that Inunaki Jiro was wary of not only appeared at the funeral, but also in the host's house. Could it be that Hanyu Naoki has a close relationship with the Alba family?

Inunaki Jiro hesitated. He wasn't hesitant about whether to take the job, but rather whether to proactively leak the information to Hanyu Naoki, since he was doing "business" on Hanyu's turf.

"Lets see."

After all, the Hanks family is not someone to be trifled with, not to mention that the person leading the team is his sworn brother.

He won't betray his brothers unless he gets paid more.

Inunaki Jiro thought so, but he was still uneasy until his phone rang and the name on the caller ID made him tremble.

Naoki Hanyu?

Why did he call me? Was it a good thing or a bad thing?
"Hello, what can I do for you, Director Yuzuru?"

"I should be the one asking you this. I saw members of your Inunaki Group at the funeral. Were they spying on me?"

"No, no, no, I didn't mean to spy on you, sir."

"Then come to my office in two hours to explain things clearly. As a friend, don't say I didn't give you a chance, Inunaki."

"Yes."

"Oh no!" Inuaki Jiro suppressed his nervousness. He knew that if he didn't explain himself clearly, he might end up like the Sanjin Society—that man meant what he said. Meanwhile, Hanyu Naoki, dressed in a black suit, hung up the phone...

Not far away, a funeral was being held for Rupt, and he was in charge of the funeral arrangements. These included informing Rupt of people he knew, former colleagues at the embassy, ​​and even his mistresses, and finding a suitable church for the ceremony.

In Japan, a country with a strong religious tradition, finding a Catholic cemetery can be quite difficult. There are only a few nationwide, so you need to ask someone for help to squeeze in the queue for a funeral at a Catholic cemetery in Tokyo.

Most people in Mexico are Catholic, and Rupt was also a Catholic, so only Catholic funeral rites could be performed.

There was no body, only ashes sent from Mexico, and no one knows whether they are Ropte's ashes.

Catholic funerals are actually not complicated. First, end-of-life care and preparation are carried out at the Alba House, where a priest is invited to perform the sacraments of last rites on the ashes: anointing with holy oil (the sacrament of the sick), confession (repentance), and receiving Holy Communion (the last communion).

Family members and believers gather around the bed to recite the Rosary or the Hail Mary, asking the Virgin Mary to intercede.

The Catholic Church traditionally favors burial, symbolizing "dust to dust," but the modern Catholic Church allows cremation (provided the ashes are preserved intact and not scattered).

The second step is a memorial mass, in which the priest sprinkles holy water on the coffin in the church (commemorating baptism) and sings the Entrance Hymn. A sacrifice is offered for the deceased (Mass), and the faithful may intercede for the deceased while receiving Holy Communion.

The third step is the funeral rites. The priest sprinkles holy water, burns incense, and recites prayers before lowering the coffin.

At the funeral, Naoki Hanyu happened to see several people in the distance looking at him with binoculars. Don't assume that people won't notice you just because you're a few hundred meters away.

"Inu-Naki, don't force me to raid your house tonight. I don't want my subordinates to work overtime either."

When Naoki Hanyu returned to the funeral crowd, Jessica hugged him again and cried, her tears soaking her clothes once more, but thankfully this time there was no snot.

"Father, Father."

Naoki Hanyu patted the other person's head. He had done all he could. He didn't have to take care of Jessica's food, clothing, and shelter. He just needed to keep an eye on her so she wouldn't turn into a landmine or something.

"Everyone, thank you for attending Rupt's funeral today. As his friend, I am very grateful to you."

"Such a good person is gone just like that."

“Mr. Yuzuru, if Jessica encounters any trouble in the future, she can seek help from the Mexican Embassy.”

Naoki Yuzuru nodded. In fact, he didn't like the fat, big-eared ambassador in front of him at all. The other man's eyes were filled with lust when he looked at his former friend's daughter.

After the funeral, Naoki Hanyu told Jessica and the others to go home first, while he went back to the police station office to wait for someone.

At 5 p.m., Inunaki Jiro walked into the office with a humble demeanor.

"Hanyu-sama."

"Please take a seat."

The two locked eyes. Naoki Hanyu was not going to be fooled by the old fox in front of him. His submissive attitude was just an act. If he could be killed, there would be few yakuza in Kabukicho who would refuse.

"Dog bark, let's get straight to the point. Why were your men monitoring the funeral?"

"My lord, I need a guarantee before I tell you, after all, this is a matter of betraying my brothers, and there is a possibility of retaliation in the future."

Naoki Hanyu shook his head.

"I can't guarantee anything, at most I can give you some convenience in business. As for retaliation, don't be afraid. This is Kabukicho. Anyone who dares to cause trouble will be treated like the Dokjima Group."

Poison Island Group?
Inunaki Jiro's body trembled, and he became even more humble. The Busujima Group was comparable to the top three yakuza groups in Kabukicho. It was also uprooted by Hanyu Naoki not long ago. It was terrifying.

"Yes."

Inunaki Jiro stopped worrying about the guarantee and took out the photo and phone that George had given him.

"Today, people from the Mexican Hanks family contacted me. Their goal is to get the Inunaki Group to help kidnap the woman named Jessica in the photo, and they will give me 2 million afterward."

"Only this?"

"that's it."

Naoki Hanyu smiled brightly.

"In that case, there's something else I need to trouble you with."

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"Why aren't you saying anything? Never mind, I'm a little thirsty. Could you go next door and buy me a bottle of water while you're at it?"

Just then, the door opened, and Fujiwara Mai came in carrying a stack of documents. She happened to overhear about buying water, so she bowed and asked for help.

"Mr. Inunaki, could you please buy me a bottle of Power World as well? I'd like the strawberry flavor."

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Inunaki Jiro was speechless with frustration. He never imagined he would be asked to buy water, especially by two master and apprentice. Weren't they afraid he would poison them?
"Please wait a moment."
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At a club owned by the Inunaki Group in Kabukicho, several drug dealers were having fun with hostesses. It has to be said that Japanese women are really something else. Although they are not fair-skinned, their skin is delicate and their voices are soft and sweet.

A member of the dog-ringing group walked into the private room and asked.

"Our group also has some drugs. Would our distinguished guests like them?"

Although George himself did not use drugs, he did not stop his men from using them.

This is my brother's territory, so treat it as a trip. Besides, the next time I'm at the airport, it'll be for departure, not arrival, so I won't be asked to have my blood drawn because of something like being mentally confused.

Soon the room was filled with a happy atmosphere, until the Inunaki Group executive burst in in a panic.

"Oh no, the police have come in to investigate."

"Oh no, quickly clean up the remaining drugs."

Unfortunately, the police entered the private room within seconds. The powdered drugs were easy to clean up, but the pill-shaped drugs were scattered all over the table, and the suspects were caught on the spot.

At this moment, Naoki Hanyu was on his way to the office of the head of the security department, where he could apply for diplomatic protection based on the evidence he brought.

Knowing that someone was targeting Jessica, Naoki Hanyu certainly wouldn't be foolish enough to take the blame himself.

(End of this chapter)