Tokyo Detective

Chapter 427 Autumn Rain Night, Pest Control Operation
Marika, who had changed her name to Yuzuru Mei, suddenly extended an invitation.

"You flatter me. Would you like to come in and have a cup of tea?"

"Aren't you moving in the middle of a move?"

Marika's smile was as warm as the sun.

"Almost done moving."

This was Marika's way of testing the waters. According to intelligence, the other party was likely more interested in warm women. Only by finding the direction could she devise a plan for a decisive strike.

The next second, Naoki Hanyu turned and left without looking back.

"Sorry, not available."

Marika's smile froze. Wait a minute, could the CIA's intelligence be false?
Naoki Hanyu noticed Takako Arimura not far away and spoke up.

"Longzi, don't speak carelessly to the Holy Son."

Takako Arimura rolled her eyes at the man; she had heard plenty about his womanizing ways from Saeko Amamiya over the years.

I will only tell the truth.

"Truth, did you really tell the whole truth?"

Takako Arimura was immediately taken aback, and quickly recalled her relationship with the man next door three years ago, a fact she dared not mention.
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As evening approached, Naoki Hanyu was chatting with Juzo Tanaka, who had just finished resting, about the Kanto United Farm Corporation. Everything was going so smoothly that Juzo Tanaka couldn't help but sigh.

"We collected nearly 80 tons of grain, which is one-tenth of the country's total rice production. 60 tons were collected in the Kanto region and nearly 20 tons in Hokkaido. 80 tons of rice can be sold for a high price of 4500 billion yen. After deducting costs, the agricultural cooperatives can still make a profit of about 2000 billion yen. It's really like snatching food from the mouth of a tiger in the face of the behemoth that is the agricultural cooperatives."

Naoki Hanyu poured the old man a cup of tea.

"This is all thanks to you, Mr. Tian. Without your efforts this month, we wouldn't have been able to succeed."

"You should be modest. Without your connections and money, the agricultural cooperatives wouldn't have been established. You handled the entire agricultural and forestry province yourself. I was just adding icing on the cake. However, the increase in agricultural cooperatives will be much slower going forward, so be prepared."

"I trust you to host. Anyway, everyone's working hard, let's have a drink."

The two friends, despite their age difference, clinked their teacups together.

Tanaka Juzo suddenly sighed.

"I never expected that a business trip to Hokkaido would lead to such a dramatic change in Tokyo. The US military base in Japan was attacked, and Defense Minister Shinji Kitada resigned. The changes were so rapid that I, an old man, could hardly keep up."

"It's good that Shinji Kitada resigned. At least you're not the only minister who sat on the throne, and the Japanese people can understand your difficulties."

Tanaka Juzo shook his head in annoyance.

"You're really not being polite. Tell me about your follow-up plans. You've gained a lot of goodwill from the masses by selling grain cheaply, and with the votes from the farmers' commune, some political figures have already taken the initiative to contact me. What are your thoughts on this?"

"I don't have any follow-up plans. Mr. Tian, ​​just do your best. But you need to recognize those who are true friends."

Tanaka Juzo was taken aback when he heard the term "hands-off manager".

"You really don't care about anything, do you?"

Naoki Hanyu responded with a bright smile.

In fact, his political awareness is no match for those seasoned veterans of politics. He's not a master of micromanagement, so it's better for him to refrain from giving orders and let the other side take the lead.

His bottom line was that Tanaka Juzo would become a member of parliament again; any other friend he gained would be a free political connection.

As the two were chatting, the doorbell suddenly rang. The caregiver who was looking after Suoh Yuki happened to have a moment to open the door and saw a beautiful woman holding an apple pie standing outside.

"Madam, who are you looking for?"

"Hello, my name is Yuzuru Mei, I'm the neighbor next door, and I'm here to see Mr. Yuzuru."

The caregiver turned and shouted.

"Mr. Yuzuru, Ms. Yuzuru from next door is looking for you."

"Let her in."
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In the hall, Tanaka Juzo watched speechlessly as Marika handed a delicious-looking apple pie to Hanyu Naoki.

"Mr. Yuzuru, I made a few extra apple pies. Please try them if you don't mind."

After Marika finished speaking, she bowed to Tanaka Juzo apologetically.

"I didn't know Mr. Tanaka was here too. I'll go back and get another copy now."

"No need, I can't eat very sweet things when I'm old."

Tanaka Juzo had to admit that the woman in front of him was flawless and made a very good first impression.

Marika suddenly said shyly.

"Um, Mr. Yuzuru, Mr. Tanaka, my family is hosting a neighborhood party tomorrow, and I hope you can grace us with your presence."

Tanaka Juzo had agreed beforehand.

"I'll be there."

Naoki Hanyu admired the agent's acting skills, so he agreed to go and have some fun.

"I'll go too."

Marika left just like that, leaving Tanaka Juzo looking at Hanyu Naoki with a strange expression.

"Young man, beautiful women are nice, but you can't be too promiscuous."

"Old man, what nonsense are you talking about? We just met today."

Naoki Hanyu dismissed the old man and then, without hiding anything from Seiko Akimoto, told her about the neighborhood party the next day.

In fact, he didn't really plan to deal with the woman named Yuzuru Mei in the next couple of days. Although it might not alert her, it was safest to achieve his real goal.
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The following evening, the 3 million yuan courtyard was brightly lit, and dozens of neighbors gathered together, chatting and laughing. Naoki Yuzuru couldn't help but admire the female agent's abilities once again, so he asked his girlfriend in a curious tone.

"Shouldn't almost every resident of Songfeng Street have a representative attend? Holy Son, do you have a way to invite so many people?"

Seiko Akimoto rolled her eyes at the man. Was he implying that her popularity was less than that of a woman who had just moved in a day ago? "With the dignified Captain Yuzuru here, how could I possibly invite all the neighbors? Even if I dared to invite them, they might not dare to enter the Yuzuru mansion. Don't you have any self-awareness about your reputation?"

"Some people also try to curry favor with me."

"Yes, so even those who never thought of taking advantage of you are now afraid of you, Lord Death."

Naoki Hanyu immediately shut up. Of course he knew his fearsome reputation in Matsukaze, but no one dared to voice their opinion to his face.

Seiko Akimoto stopped paying attention to the man and focused on taking care of Yuki Suoh, acting like a caring older sister.

A middle-aged man suddenly approached.

"Good evening, Mr. Yuzuru. Would you like to have a drink together?"

Naoki Hanyu stared silently at the red-named player in front of him, finally shaking his head. Several years had passed, and Matsukaze Street remained Matsukaze Street, with a red-name rate of one in ten, meaning there were four red-named players here.

"Not interested in."

The middle-aged man tried to pester the other party even after being rejected, but was scared away by Naoki Hanyu's look.

Naoki Hanyu certainly knew what the other party wanted. Opening a medical equipment company that had been rumored to have hygiene problems two years ago was probably his way of helping him out with his own Tianyu Qilin company.

If even products like IVF tubes can malfunction, no one would take the risk.

Furthermore, Naoki Hanyu really had no interest in cultivating good relationships with these neighbors, nor did he care. Only the Yuzuri family had a net worth of nearly 100 billion yen, while the rest had between 10 billion and 50 billion yen. He saw no need to waste his time trying to build good relations with them.

Time passed by, and Naoki Hanyu kept chatting with Juzo Tanaka until the old man got annoyed.

"Yuzuru, why bother an old man like me when there are so many young people around?"

"Interesting."

“I don’t find this interesting. With you here, none of my friends dare to come closer.”

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Naoki Hanyu looked at the group of women in their 50s to 70s not far away and was speechless. Ever since Juzo Tanaka returned to the company as president, he had been quite popular with older women, surrounded by a group of rather outstanding older women. He himself had never been openly surrounded by a few women.

Now that the party is almost over, why hasn't that agent deliberately approached me yet?

Naoki Hanyu quickly discovered the reason: he saw an agent named Marika chatting and laughing with Seiko Akimoto, and even giving Yuki Suoh a head massage.

"Although amnesia is a neuronal problem and cannot be treated with massage due to the skull, knowing the techniques can also relieve headaches. Look at Yuki-chan, she's quite comfortable and quiet."

After observing for a while, Akimoto Seiko nodded. Perhaps the nerve connections were beginning to heal, because Suoh Yuki's headaches had become more and more frequent in the past few days.

"That's right, thank you for sharing your technique."

"It's alright, we're all neighbors. You're welcome to visit me in the future, Seiko and Mr. Yuzuru."

"You are also welcome to visit us."

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Naoki Hanyu almost lost his composure; it turns out the so-called top agent uses this tactic.

Seiko Akimoto, Seiko Akimoto, you always claim to be very perceptive, yet you couldn't even detect the other party's ill intentions.

The party ended quickly. Throughout the party, Marika did not deliberately approach Naoki Hanyu. She felt that the CIA's intelligence was somewhat inaccurate and that she would be more confident in figuring things out on her own.

As for Smith, she's not in a hurry.

Marika didn't realize that she wasn't in a hurry, but her colleagues soon were.

At 9 p.m., Smith changed cars and clothes at several different locations before finally arriving at the CIA's neon branch, a secret service building disguised as an advertising company.

What Smith didn't know was that his countless disguises over the course of an hour had not escaped someone's inescapable net. Eagles followed him all the way in the sky, and clones that changed into different appearances tracked him in batches on the ground.

Finally, one of the clones followed them into the building openly, observed the area for a while, and then made a business request to the staff.

At this moment, Naoki Hanyu, who was watching TV with Seiko Akimoto, became excited and began to launch an offensive against his senior.

After three years, he finally found the CIA's new branch in Japan. This was not a temporary CIA outpost with nothing of value except a few people; rather, it was a place that preserved all the CIA's achievements over the past three years.

Unable to bear the harassment any longer, Akimoto Seiko used her long, black-stockinged legs to block the man's body as he pressed down on her. It wasn't summer, so why was she suddenly in heat?

"I haven't showered yet. Do you prefer the original scent?"

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Naoki Hanyu was speechless for a moment. It was only late autumn and the weather was still a bit hot. As a detective who often went out on fieldwork, he was no better off. Seiko Akimoto did indeed smell of barbecue and sweat, as well as her own body fragrance.

Seeing that Naoki Hanyu had quieted down, Seiko Akimoto kissed the man's cheek.

"Wait for me in the room."

The sound of water came from the bathroom, and soon after, Akimoto Seiko, dressed in a plain business dress, walked in. She was still wearing a suit dress with black stockings and high heels, a typical elite policewoman outfit.

"Are you satisfied now?"

"Uh-huh."

Naoki Hanyu kept nodding; this was the true allure of a policewoman's uniform.

Akimoto Seiko gave a faint smile, then lifted her short skirt to reveal her pantyhose, and someone couldn't wait to pounce on her.

Slender jade shoots are wrapped in light clouds, and black silk threads swirl before the jade steps.
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That evening, two agents who had returned to the CIA's Japan branch went missing, and the following night, three more agents disappeared, though the branch remained unaware due to the branch's secretive nature.

Unbeknownst to them, Naoki Hanyu had already thoroughly investigated the CIA's Japanese branch and had planned everything.

The late autumn rain soaked the withered yellow leaves; this was the last rain of autumn and the prelude to the arrival of winter.

(End of this chapter)