Tokyo Detective

Chapter 384 Tokyo: The Troublemaker is Back.

The King of Victory responded expressionlessly.

"Yuzuru, you'd better mind your own business."

"If it works, it works; if it doesn't, it doesn't. We can pretend you never said that."

"You can make other requests."

"what can you give me?"

Hit by a series of blunt and unkind words, even though King Ying, as president, had managed to control his expression to the extreme, he couldn't help but get angry.

"Your business and the like."

“I’m sorry, my business in America was taken over by your daughter, so I’m not worried.”

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Now that things were clear, King Ying didn't mince words.

Offending a country's president is not a good thing.

Naoki Hanyu wouldn't be scared by something like this.

“I’m not targeting President Ying Wang. You asked me to make a request, and this is my request.”

"You guy."

King Ying stared intently at the other man. During his presidency, few people in the world dared to speak to him like that. But did he really have to change his promise?

He considered many things and finally nodded.

"I won't arrange Ivanka's future, but you promised that if Ivanka finds someone new, you two should part ways amicably."

"Of course, we're just good friends."

Although King Ying wished he could drive the young man in front of him out of the Sea Lake Manor, the events of today gave him a strong sense of danger. Perhaps before the assassination was over, he needed a highly capable subordinate, and the person in front of him was just right.

This young man may be arrogant, but he has the right to be.

"Yuzuru, are you interested in coming to America? I can make you a high-ranking government official, which is better than being a district police chief in Japan. Don't worry, I won't treat you badly."

Naoki Hanyu shook his head in refusal, looking puzzled.

Old Ma has something to say about that.
What did this world's richest man, Mr. Ma, get in return for doing things for you? He went out of his way to save money for you, but in the end, he was criticized and left the White House, and his own company's stock price plummeted.

"Neon is too small; your stage should be the great America."

"Thank you for your kind words, but I still prefer my own doghouse."

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In the end, the King of Victory did not force him to stay. Without Naoki Hanyu, couldn't he find a strong person of comparable strength in America? Although America has only been a nation for 250 years and its martial arts heritage cannot compare with those of European and Asian countries with more than a thousand years of history, America has been a beacon of light for almost 80 years.
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That evening, Naoki Hanyu openly stayed overnight at Mar-a-Lago, which had been converted into a club with an annual membership fee of $20. The club had 126 guest rooms, a swimming pool, a golf course, and various employees.

For example, maids help guests take a bath. It has to be said that King Win's aesthetic sense is quite in line with Naoki Hanyu's aesthetic sense. Faced with the seduction of mature and beautiful blonde beauties, Naoki Hanyu decisively paid for a membership.

He's not one to get things for free; he buys memberships to enjoy the services.

At 11 p.m., just as Naoki Hanyu was about to get a good night's sleep, there was a knock on the door. When he opened it, he saw Ivanka wearing pajamas and holding a pillow.

She stood there exuding model-like charm, with a pair of incredibly long legs beneath her nightgown that would make any man swoon.

Aren't you going to invite me in?

"There are surveillance cameras here."

Ivanka pushed the man's chest as she entered with her delicate hand.

“My father just talked to me and told me everything. He knows about our relationship. Besides, apart from little Lamb, the whole family knows about my relationship with you.”

Alright, since that's the case, there's nothing to worry about.

"I didn't make things difficult for you, did I?"

"No, that's why I came to thank you."

"Helping you is helping myself."

Ivanka drew circles on the other person's chest with her finger.

"So confident? Aren't you afraid I'll find true love and kick you to the curb?"

"Whatever, I'll consider it your loss then."

Ivanka rolled her eyes at the man.

"You really have no sense of romance."

As soon as she finished speaking, Ivanka grabbed the hem of her dress and pulled it up, first revealing her soft, slender waist, then her endless expanse of white skin, which made Naoki Hanyu stare wide-eyed.

To dress like that is so daring and shameless, but he really likes it.
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At 7 a.m. the next day, Naoki Hanyu did not say goodbye to the sleeping woman, but simply kissed her forehead and left.

First, he greeted the butler, as a guest should say goodbye before leaving. Then he drove the Mar-a-Lago car to the airport to catch his flight. Although he had booked an 8 o'clock flight, would he really take it?
Meanwhile, King Win was having breakfast when his assistant came to report that Naoki Hanyu had left and that people from the Department of Homeland Security had visited.

"Mr. President, the Director of the Emergency Management Bureau of the Department of Homeland Security has brought his team over."

The Department of Homeland Security was established after America's 9/11 attacks, and its responsibilities cover areas such as counterterrorism, border security, cybersecurity, and emergency response.

"Are they here because of the assassination?" "Yes, so they want to take Mr. Yuzuru away to assist in the investigation."

"Tell them that Naoki Hanyu has already gone to the airport, and whether they can stop him is up to them."

"Yes."

The assistant left respectfully, while King Ying stared at the breakfast in deep thought, a hint of anger flashing in his eyes from time to time. He did have a suspect in last night's assassination attempt, just as he suspected that the old woman had orchestrated the last one.

"Naoki Hanyu, not only did you reject my good intentions, but you also dared to interfere in my family affairs. I hope you won't waste your time on trivial matters."

"And George Eisenhower, your military has gone too far. I will not let this go."
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On the highway to the airport, several cars were speeding along; they were from the Department of Homeland Security, and the man in the lead was none other than Director Bran Washington.

(Although it shares the same last name as the first president, this last name, like that of the third president, Jackson, has become one of the top three most common surnames among Black people.)

"Hurry, we must stop Naoki Hanyu before 8 o'clock."

"I have already called the airport, and the airport police have promised to stop the person."

Ten minutes later, as Bran Washington and his entourage hurriedly entered the airport, the police brought bad news.

"The man named Naoki Hanyu has left."

Bran Washington frowned.

"The flight didn't take off until 8 o'clock, how did he leave?"

"I took my own private plane, and it's been 30 minutes since it took off."

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The fact that he booked the ticket and even flew on his own private jet aroused Bran Washington's suspicions.

Originally, he only wanted to invite the other party to assist in the investigation, and to do a physical examination, have his blood drawn, and collect his sperm in his spare time. It's a small matter. Now it seems that Naoki Hanyu may know some inside information about the assassination.

Ultimately, Bran Washington called the military to explain why Naoki Hanyu had left.

An aged voice responded.

"What a pity. I wanted to see just how incredible that terrifying body was. Now that it has escaped back to Japan, I wonder if they can send someone to bring it back?"

"I don't know either. I checked the information about Naoki Hanyu last night. He has considerable influence in Tokyo."

"Yeah, this is really awful. I'm so eager to have it but can't."

Bran Washington suddenly made a suggestion.

"If it's a private jet, maybe we can intercept him in Hawaii."

"There's another way? I'll go get some people right now."

The two made no attempt to hide their malice towards Naoki Hanyu. Last night's battle video not only allowed the world to once again experience the limits of human capabilities, but also piqued the interest of many researchers in those superhuman physical bodies. If studied thoroughly, human genetic research might reach terrifying heights.

As the Department of Homeland Security personnel dispersed, none of them noticed a man sitting in the waiting area who was constantly watching them. This man was none other than the incarnation of Naoki Hanyu, capable of existing for seven days.

On the private jet, Naoki Hanyu slowly opened his eyes.

"As expected, someone was looking for me. America is such a troublesome place. I should come here less often in the future."

Once you're blocked, it's hard to say when you'll regain your freedom, and you'll definitely be missing something.

When Naoki Hanyu closed his eyes again, his private jet had already left America's airspace and entered Canada. After refueling in British Columbia, it would refuel in the Rattle Islands via the Bering Sea before returning to Japan, aiming for absolute safety.
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Fifteen hours later, when Naoki Hanyu returned to Tokyo, it was already evening. He wasn't in a hurry to go home; he planned to have dinner at their usual spot first.

This is considered a couple's restaurant, with many positive reviews online. The food is delicious and the atmosphere is great, so someone will visit it frequently.

Just as Naoki Hanyu was eating alone, ignoring the surprised looks of other couples, a couple walked in through the door, which surprised him.

With his short red hair and suit, isn't that Yamada Yamato?

The detective and a young woman were holding hands, looking like a couple.

"Has Yamada gotten a girlfriend after just one week?"

Naoki Hanyu was unaware of this and had no intention of disturbing their date, so he simply exchanged a glance with Yamada Yamato and continued eating.

Yamada Yamato was also taken aback. Why was the boss eating here? When did he come back? And why was he eating alone in a couples' restaurant? Don't you feel embarrassed?

The woman noticed something was off about her boyfriend and casually asked him a question.

"What's wrong with Xiaoshan? Is she feeling unwell?"

"No, I just remembered that I forgot to close the window at home."

"It's no big deal that it didn't rain; no thief would ever break into the home of a legendary detective."

"Of course, haha."

Yamada Yamato sat down with his girlfriend, suppressing his embarrassment, while Hanyu Naoki nearly spat out his food.

What the hell, Xiaoshanshan? Don't you feel ashamed that a 29-year-old man like you is called Xiaoshanshan?

And what's this "legendary detective" thing? Although he was just promoted to police inspector this year and can barely be considered a senior detective, he is definitely among the top in the non-professional group, but where is the legend?
Naoki Hanyu didn't understand, but he didn't want to laugh out loud and disturb his friend's date.

Just as Naoki Hanyu sped up, two more figures entered the restaurant: Mai Fujiwara and Heiji Shiratori. Both were dressed casually. In the summer, Mai Fujiwara's cool outfit made it seem as if her ample figure would tremble with every step.

Why are they here too?
(End of this chapter)