Tokyo Detective

Chapter 356 The Demise of Sakura. The Beginning

Kana Sakura struggled fiercely, but while ordinary handcuffs were fine, these were specially made alloy handcuffs, which she initially mistook for sex toys.

Sakura Kana raised her chin and retorted defiantly.

"I won't say anything."

Naoki Hanyu wasn't in a hurry. Instead, he took out his phone and opened some secret videos, talking about his grudges with the Ryugao Group, the Morgans Foundation, Jingu Naga, and the Sakura family.

As for the level of privacy within the room, any possibility of eavesdropping has already been investigated.

Sakura Hana, who had been listening to the conversation without holding back, felt a chill in her heart. This guy was planning to kill her, otherwise he wouldn't have told her everything without reservation.

That damn heartless man! I only slept with you twice and you want to kill me?

Naoki Hanyu said slowly.

"Next up is your Sakura clan. I've also prepared weapons. Look, tanks, fighter jets, drones, infantry fighting vehicles, and several boxes of explosives. I'm determined to destroy your home in one fell swoop. I'm really sorry about that."

"You bastard."

At this moment, in Sakura Kana's eyes, the man in front of her was a lunatic. Who would say such a thing with a friendly face?

Moreover, regarding fighter jets and tanks, if it weren't for the precedent set by Japan, she would have genuinely thought the other party had lost their mind.

If what the other party said is true, then the major event that happened in Japan was very likely done by him and the forces behind him. At this moment, Sakura Hana felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.

Naoki Hanyu stroked the woman's face.

“I don’t want to hurt innocent people either. I hope you can tell me what the Sakura family is really like. I’ve heard that your family’s education is very cold-blooded, and you use your own people as experiments, but you don’t seem like that.”

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"It's okay if you don't tell me. I'll just kill indiscriminately. If I accidentally kill innocent people or people you care about, I'll feel bad."

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"Think about it, if someone you care about were killed by me, would you really be unmoved? After all, I like you quite a bit too, and I don't want to do anything that would make everyone sad."

"You're absolutely insane."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Naoki Hanyu didn't urge him on, and lay down next to him chatting like a friend.

"I heard that your family really did experiment on their own children. Twenty years ago, you conducted virus research and created a Black Widow. I'd like to see how you do it."

As Naoki Hanyu spoke, a smile appeared on his face, and the other person's emotions finally revealed strong concern.

"You know Black Widow, I think her name is Sakura Ryo, right?"

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"If you don't talk, don't blame me if I kill you."

Kana Sakura knew she shouldn't speak, but she couldn't help responding anyway.

"She's my aunt. If you dare lay a hand on her, I'll haunt you even in death."

"Oh, you're not going to let me off the hook? If you don't want anything to happen to my aunt, then you have to answer my questions."

"You bastard."

The interrogation lasted nearly 50 minutes, but unfortunately, only some information was gleaned indirectly, including the status and position of the children in the training center and some members of the Sakura clan within the clan.

Although she didn't mention the most important research institute location, she did mention that several people she disliked worked there.

Naoki Hanyu reached out and covered the woman's forehead.

"Young Miss, go to sleep."

With the use of the Outlaw skill, Sakura Hana closed her eyes. When she opened them again, she was back in someone's arms, forgetting the past hour as if it were the aftermath of a passionate encounter.
The only discomfort is that there are some red marks on my limbs for no reason. Could it be that I played too wildly back then?
Naoki Hanyu also found it strange. Just a few minutes ago, the other person wanted to kill him, but now he could do whatever he wanted to the other person while holding them.

forget about it.

As the sky outside the window began to lighten, Naoki Hanyu flipped over and pinned down Kana Sakura.

"Let's do some morning exercises."

"No, I'm already... ah..."

The sounds of labor filled the house again. Naoki Hanyu felt that this operation was a great success, at least he knew the names of a few targets.

Even with the Metropolitan Police Department's intelligence network, they might not know the exact list of members of the Sakura family.

The following evening, a member of the Sakura clan drove to Tokyo. He was the Sakura family's chef, specializing in preparing medicinal dishes that were beneficial to martial artists.

As the chef was driving along a sparsely populated road, all the streetlights suddenly went out, and something punctured his tires, forcing him to stop.

"what's the situation?"

The chef looked out the window with trepidation. He didn't dare get out of the car and could only call for help.

Before the chef could make a phone call, the car window was smashed, and he was pulled out.

When someone passed by, they only saw an empty vehicle. As for the owner, it was as if he had vanished into thin air, and there was no trace of him.
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Two days later, not only the cook disappeared, but on the second night, another member of the Shacang tribe also disappeared from his house.

The disappearance of two members of the Shacang tribe the following day alerted the tribe to the fact that something was wrong.

Sakura Hana's uncle, Sakura Takejiro, is reporting to his father, Sakura Isshin.

“Father, we haven’t been able to contact Tomiyama for 12 hours. I suspect he’s in grave danger.” “Tomiyama works at the research institute. You need to be prepared for the possibility that he might leak our secrets.”

"Yes."

Sakura Takejiro agreed absentmindedly. He was unhappy with the current passive situation and felt that his father's caution was making a mountain out of a molehill. Did the Sakura family really need to be so careful?

“Father, the special task force of the police department has been persuaded by us, and the Metropolitan Police Department dares not make a move. The crisis has passed, and we don’t need to worry anymore. On the contrary, the experiments at the research institute cannot be stopped. Please approve my use of the materials in the cultivation institute now.”

Sakura was engrossed in playing with her Buddhist prayer beads when she uttered words that chilled her son to the bone.

"Are you questioning me?"

Sakura Takejiro quickly lowered his head. He knew that if his father thought he had offended his authority, he would definitely suffer the consequences. His deceased elder brother was a good example.

"Don't dare."

"You know why you can't reach the level of a master? It's because you can't be patient and you're far behind your brother. Fortunately, you have some brains to do research. You have to think ten steps ahead before you take a step."

Since your elder brother was so outstanding, why did you kill him?

Sakura Takejiro swallowed his inner thoughts. From childhood to adulthood, he had never been anything in front of his older brother, and had always believed that his older brother was their father's most beloved child.

It wasn't until 20 years ago, when his father ruthlessly beheaded his eldest brother, that he realized their so-called sons were nothing but tools for his father to maintain the family.

Sakura didn't care about her son's thoughts; she was more concerned about whether Naoki Hanyu really wouldn't dare to make a move.
Regardless of whether the other party wanted to make a move or not, he didn't think he would leave any loopholes in his plan. Just like he had allies within the Metropolitan Police Department, every move he made could not escape his watchful eye.

If the other side dares to take action, they will let that kid know that in the face of the nation's overall situation, a mere high-ranking police officer is nothing more than a tiny ant.

After this incident, he will present the results of his family's research to the cabinet government to get rid of Naoki Hanyu. Not only will he not falsely accuse him of going to jail, but at the very least, he will drive Naoki Hanyu out of the government and slowly destroy him.

It drove him to lose everything, it drove him mad.

Just then, the door opened, and a member of the Shacang tribe spoke nervously.

"Clan leader, young clan leader, there's been some activity from the Metropolitan Police Department. Naoki Hanyu is leading over 600 detectives to Chiba Prefecture, probably heading there for us."

"Click."

The prayer beads were crushed. He never expected that even the police department would give up. That kid Naoki Hanyu really dared to take action.

"They actually dared to come. Notify Governor Noguchi (the prefectural mayor) and ask him to convene the prefectural council immediately to hold the Chiba Prefectural Police Headquarters accountable for allowing hundreds of out-of-town police officers to enforce the law in their jurisdiction. Are the police officers in Chiba Prefecture all useless? Why should the Metropolitan Police Department intervene in the security of the area? Also, contact Mayor Utada for me. I don't want to see the Metropolitan Police Department's police officers lingering in Chiba City. Find some excuse to expel them from the city."

"Yes, I'll arrange it now."

Sakura Isshin closed his eyes and then opened them again.

"Contact Kuroda to bring the defense team back, and find some more fun for Hanyu Naoki."

"Yes."

Sakura Isshin was genuinely curious about how Naoki Hanyu dared to come. He had made arrangements with both the legitimate and underworld circles, for example, the Supreme Public Prosecutor's Office would protect him and reject all the arrest warrants or search warrants that Naoki Hanyu applied for from the subordinate prosecutor's offices.

"Hurry up and come here, Naoki Hanyu, let me see what you've got."

Tokyo is only about 30 kilometers away from Chiba City, and it takes about half an hour to get there.

The Metropolitan Expressway Bay Coast Line is an important coastal expressway in the Tokyo metropolitan area, with many cars passing by every day. However, today, those passing by witnessed an unexpected scene.

More than a dozen traffic police motorcycles led the way, followed by a long convoy of police cars, which included virtually every type of police vehicle in the system.

Patrol cars include the cheaper Toyota Crown, and the more expensive Honda Legend and Subaru Levorg.

Highway patrol cars include the Japanese-made Airlady Z high-performance sports car and the Lexus RC F, among others.

There are also vehicles for special missions, such as mobile armored vehicles, command vehicles, and identification vehicles.

The convoy, with nearly a hundred vehicles, left passersby speechless.

"What's going on? There are way too many police cars!"

"Look, that's not an armored vehicle. I guess the police are planning something big."

"It's nothing unusual. I've seen much bigger commotions in Tokyo more than once in the past few years."

"You said it yourself, it's Tokyo. We're already out of Tokyo now, and some of these vehicles have the words 'Metropolitan Police Department' printed on them. Is this a convoy of vehicles belonging to the Metropolitan Police Department?"

Two Fuji Television vehicles followed the convoy and clearly filmed the scene.

The command vehicle, covered with a thin layer of armor, looks like a large truck because its chassis is made of Isuzu truck.

Besides a few technicians, there were only Naoki Hanyu and Seiko Akimoto on the bus, along with two women and two cameramen.

They are none other than Yoko Okita, a pillar of Fuji Television, and Mashiro Sasaki, a true "rising star," who participated in the entire live broadcast filming at someone's invitation.

"Yoko, Ms. Sasaki, thank you for agreeing to film this."

Sasaki Mashiro was annoyed. Why should she call him by his senior's name and call him "Miss"? Don't be fooled by the fact that she shoved the microphone in his face during the interview; she already idolizes this man.

"Please just call me Mashiro, Officer Yuzuru."

"Haha, you really should call your friends by their first names, Mashiro-chan."

Yoko Okita smiled.

"I'm just an employee. Fuji TV was willing to film this because Mashiro persuaded the president, and of course, your director also visited me personally."

(End of this chapter)