Tokyo Detective

Chapter 287 Naoki Hanyu Gets Bombed

Naoki Hanyu followed the police to the South Los Angeles Police Department.

America's law enforcement agencies are roughly divided into federal, state, and county levels, each of which can be considered relatively independent and has its own jurisdiction.

If a pursued criminal escapes to the area of ​​another police department, the police will generally not continue the pursuit, but will contact police in other areas.

If the other party agrees, the job will be taken over and the pursuit will continue; if they do not agree, the criminal will escape.

Therefore, once some prisoners in America escape to other states, they are generally very difficult to catch.

For example, some high-level players with 6 stars might speed on highways to attract police pursuit in order to upgrade their stars, and then openly drive into other states to lose stars.

Los Angeles is divided into metropolitan areas and counties. Counties are the urban areas, while the metropolitan area includes two adjacent cities.

In addition to the Los Angeles Police Department (LAPD), other law enforcement agencies of the same level in the Los Angeles area include the California Highway Patrol and the Los Angeles County Sheriff's Department.

The LAPD, with 9900 officers, is responsible for the urban area of ​​Los Angeles, which has a population of over 400 million. Its jurisdiction is divided into four operational bureaus, much like the Ota Police Headquarters in Tokyo.

Central Operations Bureau, Southern Operations Bureau, Western Operations Bureau, Canyon Operations Bureau.

The Southern Police Precinct is the police station under the jurisdiction of the Southern District Operations Bureau, with nearly 100 police officers.

The officer in charge of questioning Naoki Hanyu was a young police officer. Initially, the officer was relaxed because his target was an Asian, but he became more serious as he learned that the other party was a high-ranking Japanese police officer.

In America, a high-ranking Japanese police officer is nothing special; even his superiors wouldn't take him seriously. But he was just a lowly officer; if something went wrong, he'd be the one to take the blame. He'd better be serious.

“Mr. Yuzuru, the photos on your phone are too blurry to serve as evidence. I can only ask the technical department to try to fix them.”

"Of course."

Suddenly a police officer walked in.

"The bar's security cameras are broken; there are no videos from today."

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Is it such a coincidence?
There was no surveillance footage, and the police officers who questioned them were of no use.

"Mr. Yuzuru, do you remember what the criminal looked like? If you do, I will arrange for a composite sketch."

Naoki Hanyu frowned upon hearing this. The forensic artist and other miscellaneous tasks would take up a lot of time, and he didn't want to waste an entire night on such matters.

"I'm sorry, the light was too dim at the time and I couldn't see the perpetrator's face clearly."

The police officer suspected that Naoki Hanyu was lying, but unfortunately he had no evidence and there was no need to stop him, since there were other witnesses in the station.

"If you remember, please contact the police. Once you've registered, you can leave."

"It's troublesome."
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Naoki Hanyu left the police station quickly, but he was stopped by a man before he got far. The man was a handsome but disheveled middle-aged man. What caught Naoki Hanyu's attention even more was the deep red name on the man's head, which was responsible for at least 10 deaths.

"Mr. Yuzuru, thank you for not creating a so-called composite sketch. My name is Eddie, and I hope you can come over and have a chat with me."

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Naoki Hanyu glanced at the police station, then squinted at the dangerous man in front of him. He looked somewhat honest, but in reality, he often exuded a dangerous aura.

Moreover, the other party apparently has an insider in the police station, so it seems the surveillance footage might have been handled by the person in front of them. Those guys who stabbed people must have some impressive backgrounds.

"Let's go sit in the Chinese restaurant next door, I'm hungry too."

Eddie watched the man who had crossed the road first, and his heart grew a little heavy. This policeman who came from Japan on vacation was too calm, not even asking about his background.

Inside the restaurant, Naoki Hanyu listened to the other person while eating Chinese food.

"I hope Mr. Yuzuru forgets everything that happened today, so that you can gain the friendship of the Hardy family."

"I've never heard of the Hardy family. Tell me more about them."

Eddie frowned upon hearing this; the other person's tone was utterly disrespectful.

However, business is more important. Besides, he's not fighting alone. Several of his men in the distance are sniper rifles ready to take out any troublemakers. I hope the guy in front of me won't provoke my anger.

"The Hardy family is the largest gang in South Los Angeles. Now you understand, Mr. Yuzuru."

Naoki Hanyu wiped his mouth.

"Is it really the biggest? But it's none of my business. I promise you, I don't want to get into any trouble during my trip. Also, this meal is on you."

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Is it a little troublesome?

Regardless of whether the other party was bluffing or not, Eddie returned after paying the bill, and Naoki Hanyu still had the leisure to chat with him, and the conversation went fairly smoothly.

"Eddie, what do you usually do for work?"

"I was just helping an acquaintance with some small things."

"For example, street cleaners?"

Eddie was slightly taken aback, then made the promise openly and honestly.

"Yes, I do help the gang dispose of corpses, you could call me a scavenger. But how did you end up in Los Angeles?" "Just here for a few days of sightseeing."

As they talked, the two even picked up their beers and started drinking.
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The Hardy family is one of the two major mafia families in South Los Angeles, and Eddie is one of the Hardy family's executives, specifically responsible for handling internal family affairs and some dirty business.

For example, if two people in the family have a disagreement or conflict, he will be responsible for mediating the dispute.

Just like today, when the family's high-ranking members cause trouble, he will step in to resolve it. It can be said that his name is well-known in both the legitimate and underworld circles. At the same time, he is also the adopted son of the family leader.

The home of the head of the Hardy family is a large villa overlooking a lake.

Hardy is reporting the latest developments to his leader, Victor Hardy, including how the matter of the leader's beloved grandson stabbing someone has now been resolved.

When the name Naoki Ichiyu was mentioned, Victor Hardy was stunned.

"Naoki Hanyu, a Japanese policeman?"

"Yeah, boss, you know him?"

Victor Hardy took out his phone and opened a picture.

"is it him?"

Eddie looked at the photo and nodded.

Victor Hardy smiled upon hearing this.

"It seems God is looking out for me, sending me the best gift."

Eddie understood less and less; what did "God's gift" mean?

"What do you mean, boss?"

"Do you remember when we were competing with the Jink family for the fentanyl business in South Los Angeles? The Hanks family's high-quality fentanyl was our opportunity to compete for South Los Angeles, and even the whole of Los Angeles."

Not long ago, Leon Hanks raised the bounty on his enemy's head to $4000 million at the Continental Hotel. That enemy was none other than Naoki Hanyu. This Asian man was prey who had stumbled into the spider's web; as long as he handed over his head to the Hanks family, the high-quality fentanyl would be ours.

"4000 million US dollars, that's quite an attractive price. So, boss, how do you plan to arrange it?"

Victor Hardy calmly made the phone call.

"I'll contact the Hanks family right now, hoping they can offer a good price."

A dozen minutes later, the two sides finally reached an agreement: as long as the Hardy family eliminated Naoki Hanyu, Hanks would maintain the deal with the Hardy family for 10 years at 8% of the market price.

Even if they can't be killed, they will still be given a two-year contract as long as they are seriously injured.

In any case, it's all a win for Victor Hardy. As for a Japanese police inspector, he can kill him without a second thought. Does the Japanese dare to cause him any trouble?
"Eddie, go and make the arrangements now. You must kill Naoki Hanyu."

"Yes, I will make arrangements now."

Although Eddie had a fairly good impression of Naoki Hanyu and they might become friends in the future, the current situation was too important for the Hardy family, so they had no choice but to ask Naoki Hanyu to die.

However, being a cautious person, he would not act rashly. Instead, he sent people to investigate Naoki Hanyu's whereabouts and to gather information about him.

Eddie was moved by the intelligence he quickly gathered; several battle videos were not hard to find online.

A powerful individual capable of killing monsters and martial arts masters must indeed be a formidable opponent.

Although the Hardy family doesn't have any monsters or martial arts masters, it's not uncommon for monsters to die at their hands. In this society, firearms are considered king, and with sufficient firepower, even 10 monsters can be killed.

Thirty minutes passed, and the Hardy family still hadn't found any trace of Naoki Hanyu, even though they had already asked at all the famous hotels in Los Angeles.

Three hours later, Eddie finally found Naoki Hanyu's trail. It turned out that he had moved into a secluded house full of historical charm. As for why Naoki Hanyu rented such a room, that remains to be seen.

That's because the room still retains its mid-20th-century style, and it's a nice place to stay for one night.

"He's quite cautious. If the south weren't Hardy's territory and it weren't so hard to find people of Asian descent, he might have managed to evade them."

In South Los Angeles, no one dares to offend the Hardy family, a gang that has dominated the South for nearly a century, running its business for five generations.

In the stillness of the night, there were few people out and about around the old, remote house in southern Los Angeles. Moonlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows and shone on Naoki Hanyu's face.

The only redeeming feature of this two-story house is its large floor-to-ceiling window, which, situated on a small hill, offers a panoramic view of Los Angeles at night and allows residents to enjoy the nightscape.

In the darkness, the landlord stumbled away from the bar, but before he was even 500 meters from his house, a hand covered his mouth, and then a dagger slit his throat. Blood and the lifeless body fell to the ground.

Eddie retrieved the key from the corpse, then brazenly opened the door, took out a backpack, placed it on the ground, and quickly left.
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Naoki Hanyu suddenly opened his eyes in his sleep, a chilling sense of crisis washing over him. Without hesitation, he rushed to the window.

Leibu
A scream rang out as Naoki Hanyu smashed through the glass at a speed of 180 kilometers per hour, but unfortunately, the explosion was even more powerful.

In an instant, the entire small house was engulfed in flames, illuminating the perpetrators. As the explosion subsided, the flammable materials inside ignited a secondary fire, and soon the remaining parts of the house were engulfed in flames.

Eddie and his cleaning squad simply watched the house quietly, then took a picture and sent it to their leader.

"Mission accomplished, we can call it a day."

The next second, a black woman hiding in the car suddenly exclaimed. She was looking through the scope of a sniper rifle at the ruins being devoured by fire, and soon noticed a figure emerging from the flames.

“Impossible, we have 5 kilograms of C4 explosives, how could he possibly survive?”

(End of this chapter)