Tokyo Detective

Chapter 478 An Imminent Encounter at Sea

"me"

Death in a certain sense prevented the woman from speaking, but when the sound of Naoki Hanyu loading his pistol rang out, it was ultimately the physical death that terrified her more.

"I am a senior at Waseda University, my name is Kanako Ninomiya, and I am also a member of the Japan Youth Culture Innovation Fund."

"Oh, what's this Youth Cultural Innovation Fund?"

The female college student named Kanako Ninomiya clearly had a "what's the use" attitude.

"This is an NGO (non-governmental organization) that attracts members by addressing existing contradictions in Japanese society, such as the declining birth rate and class stratification. The Youth Culture Innovation Fund also sponsors Waseda University to establish the 'Research Center for Democratic Governance,' which can mobilize all members of the organization when necessary, with all travel expenses covered by the United Nations Development Programme."

"That's quite a good organization. Tell me about your operations these past few days."

Kanako bowed to the camera.

"Yes, we organized 78 college students to participate in this protest. Inside, we organized the protesters to storm certain targets set by the UNDP, and cooperated with America's side to guide public opinion. In the past few days, we have also fabricated a lot of false data to mislead the public."

Naoki Hanyu patted the other person on the shoulder.

"Thank you very much for your cooperation. You are safe now."

"Thank you for your kindness."

Mercy, me?

Naoki Hanyu shook his head and looked at the second female college student.

"Do you want to make a phone call?"

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"boom"

Gunshots rang out, revealing another corpse. A lit cell phone emerged from a pocket, causing Kanako Ninomiya, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, to quickly cover her mouth, fearing that she might accidentally say something that could lead to her death.
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In this way, 18 representatives named 11 NGOs, and half of them were executed.

It has to be said that these people are truly hidden talents; it turns out America's infiltration into Japan has been so extensive. However, all of this will be made public today.

Naoki Hanyu looked at the nine surviving representatives present and spoke.

"Are you interested in becoming an external organization of the YMCA?"

"???"

Kanako Ninomiya and the others were stunned and didn't react for a moment. Only a young man wearing glasses asked curiously.

Is the funding provided by the YMCA?

"Of course."

"The video that was just taken?"

Naoki Hanyu glanced at the only two people with light gray names in front of him. This person seemed to be the same age as him, named Hidetaka Kurokawa, and the NGO he led was still in the Tokyo area.

“Being a member of an external organization of the YMCA can earn you just as much money as the UNDP. Wouldn’t you be happy to have double the pay? Plus, the videos you film won’t be released; they’ll be kept within the YMCA.”

Although Naoki Hanyu's tone was calm, everyone present could hear the threat in his voice. If the video were released, their lives would be over. If that were the case, they might as well become an external organization of the YMCA.

Once she understood, Kanako Ninomiya quickly bowed and thanked her.

"It is an honor to join the YMCA."

"Welcome to the YMCA. Only with the help of people like you, the future of our nation, can we become stronger."

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Shortly after, Naoki Hanyu saw everyone off. It's worth mentioning that the CIA chose a really remote location; they killed someone an hour ago and the police still didn't know.

"It's time to increase the intensity."

Naoki Hanyu cut out all the videos that needed to be released and sent them out; he really didn't care whether the nine NGO representatives were trustworthy or not.

Anyway, these people don't know anything about him, so they're just cannon fodder that can be discarded at any time. And looking at the massive protests now, you can tell that these guys who are stirring things up do have some skills.

That evening, videos of the murder of the Deputy Administrator of the Agency for International Development and confessions by some NGO representatives were posted online, bearing the YMCA's logo.

The whole country was in an uproar. It turned out that America was indeed behind the protests that had been like a beautiful sight in recent days, and that she had such deep control over Japan.

As for the Metropolitan Police Department, they only learned about the murder after seeing the video and took two hours to track them down by following the clues.

The public outcry raged overnight, and its impact on the protesters was even more severe than the YMCA's "divine retribution" video. By noon, the number of protesters nationwide had dropped to 35, a drop of more than half. This was despite the ruling party's best efforts to maintain the numbers. In the afternoon, more people left than they joined.

Some people who are swayed by public opinion are driven by emotions, but they are not fools. When they realize that they are being used as pawns by foreign forces, most of them will calm down, even if the country is America.

The protests gradually subsided, and under the counterattack of the Justice and People's Party (the opposition party), the Democratic Party (the ruling party) was even labeled as unscrupulous and traitorous, plunging the entire ruling party into despair.

With some regions scheduled to re-elect tomorrow, is there any chance of winning now that the scandal has been exposed?

Takamori Masada, who had just emerged from the ruling party to become the new party leader, was also stunned. America's claim of absolute certainty had come to pass.

The current situation is very passive. If there are no surprises, we will inevitably lose. If we don't want to lose, we can only take further illegal actions, such as letting the defense force intervene and impose martial law.
After thinking about it, Takamori Masada dismissed the idea. The Justice Party's strength in the defense force was no weaker than theirs, and the police in Tokyo's 23 wards were not to be underestimated; they were now equipped with a considerable amount of heavy weaponry.

Most importantly, there's the troublemaker YMCA. The military power of this terrorist organization makes people hesitant to act rashly. Keep in mind that he's just a newly appointed and unstable party leader, not yet the interim prime minister. He simply can't get the party bigwigs to fight a battle where he'll lose more often than he wins.

The only option now is to look to the powered armor squad that America mentioned. If they can uproot the YMCA, there is still a chance to save the situation.

Thus, some were happy while others were sad. Akiyama Akechi was happy but also a little confused. He had been completely overwhelmed by the enemy's series of attacks, but in just two days, the situation had reversed dramatically. He had won, and won by doing nothing.

At this moment, Akiyama Akechi felt a little grateful to the terrorists of the Youth Salvation Association. Without their actions, his life would have been over. However, once he came to power, he would still have to eliminate the bandits he needed to eliminate.
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Meanwhile, the Japanese CIA branch also faced accountability from headquarters, with CIA Director Jacob Bernus blaming Adolf Andres for incompetence.

"You arranged for people to protect you like this, and they've all been killed without you even knowing it."

"Director, I'm really sorry, but you can't blame our branch. It was arranged by the International Development Agency itself. We were only responsible for providing a few security personnel."

Jacob Bernus was furious. His plan had been flawless, and things had progressed as expected over the past few days, but the YMCA had ruined everything in just two days. America had lost most of her means of manipulating public opinion in Japan.

It has to be said that the YMCA's methods in Japan have made him wary again. Even though the first Tianzhu is dead, he is still a huge problem that he can't crack. In the past, he would have backed down and taken a step back, but now the CIA has the American government and military behind it, so he has no choice but to back down.

"Your branch will continue to collect information from the YMCA. Forget it, we've been searching for months without any results. Just continue with your usual routines. The special team I mentioned not long ago is not your responsibility. They will contact you if they need anything."

"Wasn't it said that the branch office would be in charge once they disembarked at the port?"

"I don't trust the branch station's capabilities." "Yes."

After hanging up the phone, Adolf Andres's expression turned serious. After all, he had originally agreed with someone to provide an opportunity to eliminate the special team, but now it seemed hopeless. He had to change his next plan, otherwise it would be very troublesome to find the special team once they integrated into Tokyo.

The most important thing is that fighting in Tokyo would expose him to greater risks.

Adolf picked up another phone and started sending messages, while also trying to comfort himself.

"It's all because of that $1000 million."

Naoki Hanyu did pay Adolf a salary of $100 million a month, paid annually. It was only under the pressure of both financial gain and threats that Adolf became so obedient.

Soon, Adolf Andrei sent all the information he had learned to Naoki Hanyu, along with his assessment as a CIA agent: he did not know that the so-called special forces were a powered armored squad, but he was familiar with the rules for transporting weapons.

After reading all the messages sent by the other party, Naoki Hanyu had to admit that the professionals were more knowledgeable and understood the intricacies. If Adolf hadn't explained it to him, he might not have thought of it this way.

According to the Japan-U.S. Status of Forces Agreement, Japan has no right to review the weapons America transports to the base; it only has the right to know. In other words, theoretically, America must report to Japan on all weapons except nuclear weapons.

Of course, there are loopholes to exploit, namely containerized transport. Several years ago, the Japanese government discovered that America had disassembled missiles and labeled them as "mechanical parts," secretly transporting 200 JASSM missiles to the Okinawa base.

This is just one discovered case; there are definitely many undiscovered cases in the shadows. Even if they are discovered, there is no punishment; at most, they will be told to be more careful in the future.

Therefore, if America wanted to secretly transport goods without anyone knowing, it definitely wouldn't be by air or by warship—that would be too blatant. It's most likely container shipping.

Naoki Hanyu quickly devised his own plan: if the other party really used containers for transportation, then it would be impossible to avoid satellite AIS (Automatic Identification System for Ships) positioning and destination confirmation.

As for where to check AIS...

Naoki Hanyu looked out of his office window at the building next door. The Ministry of Land, Infrastructure, Transport and Tourism was right there. He could secretly go to the Maritime Bureau of the Ministry of Land, Infrastructure, Transport and Tourism and hack into one of the interfaces to take a look.

The information broadcast by AIS includes dynamic information such as the ship's position, course, and speed, as well as static and voyage-related information. By simply checking, you can find out which container ships are destined for Yokosuka Port.
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The Guam base is an American military base with 6000 personnel. Since container ships are used to transport supplies, it is normal to have an ocean-going cargo ship on board.

Inside the cargo ship's hold, a group of people were watching the fight. The two fighters were both monstrous-level powerhouses with burly builds and strong physiques. Their arms were thicker than an ordinary person's thighs, and their muscles were as tough as steel bars, which was shocking to behold. Every strike showed the terrifying power of their bodies.

"boom."

One was a 2.4-meter-tall Black man, and the other was a 2.2-meter-tall White man, both around 40 years old.

The black man was Hayden, a major and a monster in the American military. He once killed a group of militants with his bare hands in the Middle East and was an absolute monster among monsters in the American army.

Despite his seemingly dim-witted appearance despite his giant-like stature, just two months ago he was the company commander of the 1st Special Forces Operational Detachment - Delta Force, an elite among elites in the American Army, which is why he became the leader of this hastily assembled powered armored squad.

In fact, this power armor squad was not a regular unit, but a temporary one, created solely to eliminate the Yonko and test the power armor's performance in high-intensity combat.

The white male was Hunter Clinton, one of the CIA's top agents, with a mission completion rate as high as 95%.

Not only is he a physical monster, but he is also a martial arts master proficient in various killing techniques and reconnaissance skills. He is the head of the CIA agents on the ship and one of the two vice-captains of the special team.

Thus, America's two terrifying monsters began to doubt the strength of their "partners," leading to this duel. After all, how can people who are temporarily put together cooperate without some practice?

The black monster lifted a 4-ton boulder as if it were a demon god, its muscles becoming extremely ferocious.

"My vice-captain, please don't die."

The stone forced Hunter to temporarily retreat, even though he himself might not be able to lift the 4-ton boulder, let alone throw it, and he couldn't help but mutter a curse inwardly.

"What a monster."

Hunter Clinton quickly closed in, but Hayden's fist, even if made of steel, could dent a hole several centimeters deep with a single punch, something he couldn't easily withstand.

Hayden fought fiercely, revealing a ferocious smile. Just when he thought victory was in his grasp, Hunter launched his long-prepared killing move, thrusting a hand into the enemy's throat at a tricky angle.

"interesting."

Hayden caught the attack with his throat, then kicked Hunter 30 meters away, sending him crashing into a wall. The ace agent coughed up blood, while Hayden himself just clutched his throat and looked rather pale.

"Looks like even the Kingsman agents aren't all that great."

Hunter struggled to his feet and retorted.

"I am an expert in weaponry. If I wore power armor, you would be the one who dies."

"Hmph, then let's compare them using power armor."

"Competition is a competition."

Just then, a hoarse female voice interrupted their conversation.

"If the power armor is damaged outside of its operation, you will be responsible for the repair costs."

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The two were speechless. A set of power armor was worth twenty million US dollars. The price would definitely drop in the future when the technology matured, but that didn't mean they couldn't afford to lose money.

Moreover, the person who spoke up to stop them was no ordinary person either. Susan Jones, a stunning blonde beauty in her forties, still possessed captivating charm, with long legs that could absolutely crush a man.

Despite her seemingly delicate appearance, this woman is a sharpshooter from the Navy SEALs. Not only is she physically capable of lifting a 1-ton monster, but her eyesight is also sharp enough to see things 7 kilometers away.

Using a specially made sniper rifle is like being the Grim Reaper, with an effective range of 5 kilometers and a maximum range of 8 kilometers. Nobody wants to offend a woman who can take your life from 5 kilometers away.

The controversy surrounding the competition was thus quelled. The special team consisted of three men in powered armor, seven soldiers, four CIA agents in semi-powered armor, and eight people providing logistical and technical support. These 22 people were ostensibly crew members of the cargo ship.

Soon the cargo ship finished unloading its cargo and left. Around the same time, two warships also departed the port. One was an old Ticonderoga-class cruiser, built in 1977, which is expected to be decommissioned in two years.

The other one is different; it is the LHA-6 "Americana" amphibious landing ship, which is known as a quasi-aircraft carrier (light aircraft carrier).

With a displacement of 4.5 tons, it is already larger than the light and medium-sized aircraft carriers of most countries.

(Bharat: Are you referring to me?)

The ship carries two F-35B fighter jets and 15 MV-22B Osprey helicopters.

It's obvious that the old cruiser was there to escort the light aircraft carrier. As for why they departed around the same time as the cargo ship and went to the same destination, that's a bit intriguing.

After all, America's amphibious assault ships are usually equipped with more fighter jets, but this time they are all equipped with Osprey helicopters.

Meanwhile, someone jumps off a cliff into the water in Kamakura City, and soon after, a huge object appears on the seabed hundreds of meters deep.

(End of this chapter)