Tokyo Detective

Chapter 439 The counterattack begins

The YMCA video instantly made the neon lights of the morning glow intense; such a bombshell first thing in the morning, it completely banished any sleepiness.

Soon, people noticed that the YMCA was posting videos much faster than usual, and the platform was deleting videos much slower.

Inside a room, five clones of Naoki Hanyu, each with a different expression, were busy at their computers.

The righteous clone pressed the button to generate a virtual account, but the program suddenly froze, and immediately shouted at the rational clone.

"Hurry, they've modified the detection code. Quickly use Miss to continue circumventing it."

The embodiment of reason, having been busy for several hours, had long lost its rationality, and with a ferocious expression, it berated the embodiment of justice.

"What's with the rush? If you're so capable, then do it yourself."

The righteous clone cowered instantly after being sprayed with bullets.

"I was just saying, don't be angry."

"Humph."

The rational clone glared fiercely at the other three clones who were watching the show. This time, Naoki Yuzuru didn't ask those familiar hackers for help, but instead wanted to test the strength of the young lady's AI.

There are two types of violations in posting videos.

The first method involves using AI to create seemingly "real" accounts on a large scale, thus circumventing the platform's detection of bulk registrations and fake accounts.

The second method utilizes AI to study the weaknesses of video platform recognition models, generating specific interference pixels or patterns so that videos containing illegal content are misjudged as normal content in the model detection.

As a result, videos from the YMCA sprang up like mushrooms after rain, leaving several mainstream video platforms dumbfounded. By the time their technical departments rushed back to work overtime, the sheer volume of videos was beyond what they could simply stop. It truly lived up to its reputation as a military AI that wouldn't emerge for another five years.

And so the YMCA's video sparked a huge storm.

A luxurious mansion in Tokyo's Minato Ward, nestled in the mountains, is a picturesque and quaint residence valued at no less than 50 billion yen.

On the exquisite tatami mats, the head of the agricultural association, Yamano Mitsumasa, knelt in front of the dining table, eating his breakfast bite by bite. Beside him were his son and grandson, while his elderly wife and daughter-in-law worked in the kitchen.

Yamano Hikaru looked at his son and asked calmly.

"How's your work going with the Special Investigations Department?"

Kenichi Yamano lowered his head and answered.

"With my father's connections, I believe I'll be promoted soon."

"Nonsense. Your success is not due to my connections, but the reward for your own hard work. Remember to think and say this to both outsiders and yourself."

"Yes."

Kenichi Yamano knew very well that this was what his father called education in building self-confidence.

Just then, the assistant who had been waiting outside rushed in.

"President, something terrible has happened!"

"What's the panic? I always tell you to stay calm when you're dealing with important matters."

"But this time it's a really big deal, Chairman. Look, the National Salvation Youth Association has set its sights on the Farmers' Association again."

"what?"

The taboo name made Yamano Mitsuno lose all composure and pick up his phone to look at it. The familiar face in the picture made his face gradually turn pale.

"A madman, a complete madman! What makes them think I assassinated Tanaka Juzo? What makes them think that I did it?"

The sound gradually grew louder, causing the two people around to dare not make a sound. The 11-year-old grandson was taken away by his grandmother. According to the rules of the mountain family, when the men are discussing serious matters, the women and children must leave.

The assistant asked cautiously.

"Then what should we do? Those lunatics are really capable of committing acts that are considered divinely punishable."

Hikaru Yamano shouted, suppressing his inner fear.

"What's the panic? I'll contact the government and get them to protect the farmers' association. We are the country's food guarantor. The YMCA is just a rat hiding in the shadows; they can't cause any real trouble."

Despite saying that, Hikaru Yamano still couldn't shake off his unease. The YMCA's record was truly terrifying; just look at how many soldiers and agents America lost.

Meanwhile, the newly appointed managing director of the Kanto region was preparing to drive to the agricultural cooperative headquarters for a meeting when he was also frightened by the video released by the YMCA. At the same time, he suspected that his predecessor's death was actually related to the YMCA.

The director and his bodyguard/driver entered the car one after the other. Just as the driver started the engine, both the executive director and the driver were engulfed by an explosion under the car. Someone had planted explosives under the car.

"boom"

[Ding! Intentional homicide, 5-star Sin level]

The fire emitted plumes of black smoke that shot into the sky, startling passersby nearby. It was truly ferocious.

Police arrived shortly afterward and, after reviewing the surveillance footage, discovered a masked man sneaking up to the car. The last footage showed him disappearing into the river.

The lead detective looked like he had a headache.

"Could this be another one of those crazy people's methods?"

At this moment, the entire Tokyo, no, the entire government, and the entire nation knew that the Youth Salvation Association was not joking. They knew it wasn't a joke, but they still clung to a sliver of hope.

At the same time, the Youth Salvation Association also released a second video, claiming that the Agricultural Cooperative should give up 50% of the national agricultural production share to other companies, so that no single company can monopolize Japanese agriculture, otherwise they would launch a divine punishment campaign against all the top leaders of the Agricultural Cooperative.

Of course, the agricultural cooperative could not agree to the demands of the Youth Salvation Association. A year ago, they only had a little over 70% share of Japanese agricultural products, but now the agricultural cooperatives have taken a bite out of them and their share is less than 70%. If they don't have 50%, how will all the employees of the agricultural cooperative starve? How will the higher-ups make money?

Faced with a choice between life-threatening danger and money, these businessmen chose money, leaving the government to step in and clean up the mess for the agricultural cooperatives.

In the afternoon, in the office of the Metropolitan Police Department's Criminal Investigation Division Chief, Naoki Hanyu quietly looked at his former friend, Jiro Koizumi, standing before him.

"Is there something you need, Minister Koinu?"

"Hanyu, I heard you refused the police department's offer."

Naoki Hanyu nodded.

"Indeed, what's wrong?"

The National Police Agency wanted him to participate in the second wave of the special task force investigating the YMCA, but Naoki Hanyu declined, citing his busy schedule. After all, the crime scene was in Chiba City, and he was just a local police officer in Tokyo, so he couldn't handle things there.

Koinujiro lowered his posture and said.

"Hanyu, the cabinet hopes you can protect the existence of the agricultural cooperatives. Japan cannot afford to lose the agricultural cooperatives in the short term."

Naoki Hanyu's answer this time was very unfriendly.

“Minister, you are really putting me in a difficult position. Putting aside the possibility that Yamano Hikaru is involved in the assassination of Tanaka Juzo, why should I face these lunatics from the National Salvation Youth Association for the sake of others? I also have friends and family, and I am afraid that something will happen to them.”

Koinujiro was speechless after being rebuked. He was also afraid of those lunatics, especially that metal monster.

"Yuzuru, the cabinet has agreed that as long as you can help, all the benefits of the United Farms will not only remain unchanged, but they can also provide more subsidies in some areas. Please reconsider."

Naoki Hanyu stared directly at the man in front of him, and finally shook his head.

"You may leave, Minister. With my net worth, I would not risk everything for a mere two hundred billion in assets."

"No, you should also consider the country's situation. Suddenly losing the agricultural cooperatives will inevitably create greater turmoil."

Naoki Hanyu suddenly changed the subject.

"The Japanese military and police have many talented people. One more or one less of me won't make a difference. What I'm really curious about is whether the minister is too impatient. Could he have some kind of deal with the agricultural cooperative?"

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These sarcastic remarks made Koizumi Jiro's face stiffen. Indeed, he had already fulfilled his promise to the Agricultural Cooperative and was waiting for their reward, which was why he didn't want the Agricultural Cooperative to collapse.

The two parted on bad terms, and ever since Koizumi Jiro went back on his word last time, Naoki Hanyu had no intention of working with him again.

Just then, Prime Minister Kitahara Takashi appeared on the television news. On television, Kitahara Takashi not only promised to use the highest level of power to deal with the threat from the Youth Salvation Association.

At the same time, in order to reassure the public, a plan to rebuild the sacred toilets in the country was proposed.

"It has been more than a year since the Sacred Toilet was destroyed. The former Prime Minister and other political figures died in it one day. I hope that the Sacred Toilet can be rebuilt during my term of office. The souls of our fallen heroes in Japan need a resting place."

The reporter quickly asked a question.

"Prime Minister, aren't you afraid of provoking neighboring countries at this sensitive time?"

“Our cabinet has considered this and believes that the place where our ancestors rest in peace is of greater importance.”

Naoki Hanyu watched the news quietly end. He had no objection to the reconstruction of the sacred toilet; he would just send a few firecrackers when it was completed.

Just then, there was a knock on the door, and the person who entered was Mai Fujiwara, dressed in a business suit.

In just over a year, this policewoman had gone from short hair to long, flowing hair. Her smooth, purple hair cascaded over her ample bosom, giving her a maternal aura. By the way, Fujiwara Mai looks to be 27 years old this year. "Senior, I've obtained the information you asked me to get from Saitama Prefecture."

"Thank you for your hard work, Mai. What are the plans for dealing with the murderer in Hanyu City?"

"They said the murderer was mentally ill. The local prosecutor commissioned a forensic psychiatric evaluation, which showed that the perpetrator was mentally unstable and could be exempted from criminal prosecution, but could be placed under compulsory medical treatment."

Naoki Hanyu frowned as he listened. Mental illness and forced treatment—what terrible reasons.

Unfortunately, the incident didn't happen in Tokyo, so he couldn't even get involved or look up the information. His only connection with the police department, Ryoko Yakushiji, was busy in Shikoku.

"Mai, you and Ryosuke can take a break and go to Hanyu City together. I'll contact the police department for help."

"Yes."

Naoki Hanyu strongly suspects that the cabinet government also does not want the incident to be classified as an assassination attempt on the former prime minister, because it is too serious, and it would be better to just say it was caused by mental illness.

Just as Naoki Hanyu was considering how to deal with the farmers' cooperative in the next few days, his phone rang unexpectedly. He picked it up and saw that it was Rimi Sakuraba.

"Hey, Rimi, is there something you need?"

"Naoki, I'd like you to come to my house tonight."

Naoki Hanyu was surprised to hear this, as this was the first time that Satomi Sakuraba had taken the initiative to invite him to her home. In the past, this woman was probably a little insecure, so she usually accepted whatever came her way.

"Okay, I'll come to your place after get off work."

"Okay, we'll wait for you."

After hanging up the phone, Naoki Hanyu thought it wouldn't hurt to stay overnight. He would focus on investigating the farmers' cooperatives for the next few days, with assassinating some high-ranking members as a secondary objective.

He didn't know much about the Agricultural Cooperative to begin with. After the crime at Chiba City Port, the Agricultural Cooperative underwent a major internal change and became very secretive. As an outsider, he really didn't know much, such as where the Agricultural Cooperative's Achilles' heel was.

Furthermore, the anti-terrorism capabilities of Tokyo, no, the entire country of Japan, have greatly increased. Unless it is during a typhoon, every reckless action carries a risk.

Therefore, Naoki Hanyu needs to find an opportunity to strike decisively, but unfortunately, given the current situation, he cannot openly frame the agricultural cooperative's headquarters in Chiyoda Ward, Tokyo.

"If only we could find a breakthrough in the agricultural cooperatives' crimes."

It's difficult because Tokyo only has 500 hectares of arable land, and apart from its headquarters, the agricultural cooperatives have no other real power structure in Tokyo, let alone finding important evidence of crimes.

At 7 p.m., Naoki Hanyu arrived at Sakuraba's house as promised, but he was stunned when he opened the door.

Because besides the two sisters, Sakuraba Rimi and Sakuraba Hime, there was another woman in the room whom they had met once before.

"Miyakoji Shina, why don't you go to the hospital to get your injuries checked?"

The blonde woman lying on the sofa is none other than Shina Miyanokoji, the leader of the female warrior fighting team and the owner of the Night Banquet, a female underground boxing tournament.

However, the once radiant and beautiful woman is now in a sorry state, her body wrapped in gauze and bleeding.

Not only was Miyanokoji Sina injured, but Sakuraba Hime also had bandages wrapped around both fists, though not as badly as Miyanokoji Sina.

Miyanokoji Shina greeted people weakly, giving off a pitiful feeling.

"I'm sorry to bother you, Mr. Yuzuru."

"If you know you're sorry, then don't say anything."

Naoki Hanyu is busy enough right now; he doesn't have time to deal with a woman he's only met once.

Sakuraba Hime leaned over and hugged the man's arm.

"Brother, listen to me, this isn't related."

Before Sakuraba Hime could finish speaking, Hanyu Naoki pinched and kneaded the girl's chubby cheeks with both hands.

"If it's none of her business, then it's your business?"

"It's none of my business."

Soon, her delicate face was rubbed red, making Sakuraba Himeko puff up in anger.

Sakuraba Rimi didn't want them to waste time fooling around, so she helped explain.

"It's not entirely Hina and Ms. Miyanokoji's fault. Naoki, do you remember the Creation Society's research? They were the ones who attacked Hina and the other woman. I guess it was for some kind of research."

"Isn't the Creation Society crippled?"

"It's not so easy to break a ship; even a broken boat has three nails."

Sakuraba Rimi pulled Hanyu Naoki's hand and sat down together. Seeing this, Sakuraba Hina also sat down, resting her head on the man's shoulder like a well-behaved girl. This left Miyakoji Hina completely bewildered; the way the three of them were getting along seemed a little strange.

Naoki Hanyu soon learned the whole story.

"Because Miss Miyanokoji was injured, you hid her, Hime, and today you even fought with that pursuer who claimed to be a woman."

"Yes, the two enemies sent over are very skilled, not much worse than Sheena, but they are a bit brain-dead and can't communicate."

They're no worse than the leader of the female warrior team. They're just two martial arts masters. Isn't that too common? Any Tom, Dick, or Harry can produce two high-level combatants.
However, it's not impossible; perhaps a decade or more of evolutionary research has yielded results.

Naoki Hanyu suddenly realized a key point.

"Wait a minute, you said that woman is doing research for the agricultural cooperative now?"

Miyanokoji Shina nodded.

"Based on my investigation over several days, this is indeed the case; the research institute is still on the list of agricultural cooperative subsidiaries."

"They're conducting experiments on humans?"

"Based on my guess, the research does indeed require a large number of young test subjects, and the location is Hachioji City."

Hachioji City is located within the Tokyo Metropolitan Government area and is within the territory of the Metropolitan Police Department.

Naoki Hanyu smiled, and the opening appeared.

"Hina, you and Rimi should stay somewhere else for a while. I'll arrange for the police to protect you. As for Ms. Miyanokoji, I'll trouble you to show us the way. Is that acceptable?"

After hesitating for a few seconds, Miyanokoji Shina nodded. She couldn't live like a stray dog, constantly on the run, so she had no choice but to rely on the man in front of her.

Just then, Naoki Hanyu heard some strange noises coming from the corridor outside the door and from the window.
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Outside the window, a masked man was climbing up the building using the gaps in the structure. He seized the opportunity and jumped onto the balcony using an air conditioner unit, successfully getting close to his target.

But the next second he felt a chill run down his spine, and when he looked up he found a man staring coldly at him.

When did this person get in front of me?

Before the masked assailant could react, his head slammed into the wall, and he lost consciousness.

Outside the door, a group of armed thugs were waiting for the time to break in. The leader of the thugs checked the time on his watch and whispered something to himself.

"10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2"

Before the man could finish speaking, the iron gate was suddenly violently smashed open from the inside, breaking the joints.

"what"

The two thugs, who were pinned down, cried out in pain, feeling as if all the bones in their bodies had been broken, thinking they had been hit by a truck.

Upon seeing this, the remaining four thugs raised their pistols and submachine guns, while Naoki Hanyu simply gripped the metal door with one hand and coldly watched them.

"Fire."

"bang bang bang bang bang"

Bullets, flesh, and metal doors danced wildly in the narrow corridor.

Ten seconds later, the leader of the pseudo-monster thugs was grabbed by the neck with one hand by Naoki Hanyu. His hands and feet were in a strange position, obviously with many broken bones. As for the other three thugs, they were already lying on the bed in a deep sleep.

"You're a monster."

"Shut up, you're under arrest."

Naoki Hanyu glanced at the surveillance footage above.

"Rimi, make a backup of your home security camera footage."

"Okay, okay, I'll go right now."

To be honest, Sakuraba Rimi doesn't know how powerful her man is. She was quite startled when she heard the gunshot, but the man who saved her was even more terrifying. He didn't care about bullets and just slammed a metal door on her.

Soon, police cars arrived one after another. Apart from some patrol officers, the rest of the officers were criminal investigators from the Criminal Investigation Department, which meant that Naoki Hanyu could do whatever he wanted.

(End of this chapter)