Tokyo Detective

Chapter 523 I'm waiting for the typhoon, what are you waiting for?

In President America's office, King Win is meeting with his generals one by one.

The first is the new Minister of Defense, Logan Hernandez.

"Logan, how's the transfer going on your end?"

"President, please rest assured that I have sent an additional 20,000 troops from the army, navy, and air force to South Korea to provide support. Troops have been increased at all 80 military bases throughout South Korea, including the Pyeongtaek Humphrey Air Base, Yongsan Air Base, Osan Air Base, Gunsan Air Base, Busan Naval Base, and Jinhae Naval Base, where the number of troops will be doubled."

King Ying nodded.

"Since you're new here, you need to keep a close eye on the military. Don't get tricked by those stubborn elements who are hiding."

"Yes, I will not let the president down."

King Ying looked at the Minister of National Defense, who was not yet 50 years old, and ultimately said nothing. If the previous Minister of National Defense had not been forced to resign, he would not have wanted to appoint a new minister during this period. The guy who used to stir up trouble must be overjoyed.

"Next, you keep a close eye on East Asia. That's our front line of containment and the foundation of our East Asia. It absolutely cannot be shaken."
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Soon, a second subordinate walked in: FBI agent Allen Martinez.

King Ying rubbed his temples and asked.

"Allen, how's the investigation going with the Revitalization Society?"

"President, I am truly sorry, the investigation is progressing very slowly."

King Ying frowned.

"Really can't find it?"

"Feel sorry."

If the Revival Society continues to cause trouble for Japan, Winning King won't take it too seriously. However, the Revival Society's stance is different from America's now, and they even claim that America shouldn't participate in an "immoral" battle, or they will intervene militarily.

Such remarks naturally touched a nerve with King Ying. What level is your Zhenxinghui? I, King Ying, am the ruler of America. How dare you, mere terrorists, threaten the American government? Aren't you afraid that the iron fist of justice will kill you terrorists?

But his illusions were shattered; the FBI still couldn't find him, and Ying Wang felt frustrated.

Seeing that his boss had a problem with him and was worried that the boss might fire him if he got upset, Alan Martinez brought up another matter.

“Those Paraguayans may have already infiltrated America.”

"Paraguay?"

"Yes, Paraguay experienced an outbreak of man-eating fungi last year, and according to the investigation, some American companies were involved."

King Win fell into deep thought. He only learned about the outbreak of fungal corpses in Paraguay afterward, as he had only been in office for a short time.

Fortunately, Paraguay is located inland and has many dense forests, so there was not much doubt that it was an infectious disease. It was only after 20,000 people died that the situation calmed down.

"Your FBI can handle this. I don't have time to clean up those people's messes right now."

Alan Martinez immediately lowered his head.

"Yes."

The situation in the Middle East and Eastern Europe is not optimistic. If East Asia is also ignited, the situation will become very bad, and a certain mysterious superpower will be popping champagne.
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The third visitor arrived: CIA Director Jacob Bernos.

"President, we have already reached an agreement with the Koreans. They will hand over the mutant technology to us in a month."

"Why a month? Can't it be now?"

Normally, one would wait a month without much effort, but after suffering repeated setbacks at the YMCA, Ying Wang had lost his initial confidence. What if something unexpected happened?

Jacob Bernus explained.

"Dismantling nuclear facilities takes time."

King Ying ultimately had no choice but to accept it.

"You CIA should keep a close watch on them the whole time, and don't give them any chance to make any underhanded moves."

"Please do not worry."

Winning King opened the documents submitted by the Koreans again and began to ponder.

Influenced by the YMCA's record, the two technologies that Winning King is most interested in are: the first is the powerful individual weapon America already has, and the Thor power armor.

The second method is the production of super soldiers. The genetically engineered artificial monsters developed in cooperation with the agricultural cooperative were already showing some promise, but unfortunately, they were wiped out after an aerial attack. Now that a new method for producing super soldiers has finally been found, they are not going to give up.

Even if the mutants at this moment do not meet the standards of super soldiers, they can be improved slowly. Moreover, his patience with the neon countries has reached its limit after a series of events.

Damn YMCA, damn Japan, can't you just behave like dogs and stop causing trouble?

A few days later, the second trilateral meeting between the US, Japan, and South Korea was held in Washington and failed again. The Japanese representative was unexpectedly tough, insisting on participating in the South Korean investigation and demanding that the other side hand over the Sky Sighting Association.

There's nothing that can be done about it. The approval rating of the Japanese cabinet has dropped to 24 percent, a new low in recent years. They might have to dissolve the cabinet and hold a new election.

For Akiyama Akechi, losing the prime ministership was a major event, but the most important thing was the threat posed by the YMCA.

If he were to yield to America and the Koreans and lose his position as prime minister, he would most likely face divine retribution from the YMCA. At that point, without foolproof security, the prime minister would face the YMCA, which has never failed in its mission, making his chances of survival extremely slim.

It's not impossible for him to confront America head-on when his life is threatened.

It was only through Akiyama Akechi's firm stance that the rate of decline in his approval rating was stopped; otherwise, it could have fallen below 20%.
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In the hospital, Naoki Hanyu fed his blood into a middle-aged policeman, then used his title skill to make him forget the memories of that hour before leaving the room.

The man was the last of Naoki Hanyu's direct subordinates to suffer from nuclear radiation damage; a total of 5 people spent 6 days on the mission.

Rescuing his own subordinates was the limit of what Naoki Hanyu could do. He couldn't risk exposing himself to rescue others; that would take a year and still not be completed. Everyone has their own destiny, and it's just that they weren't from the Special Operations Bureau.

When Naoki Hanyu returned to Natsumi Senbon's room, a soft, warm body immediately nestled into his arms, followed by sweet red lips.

"You're back."

Naoki Hanyu, holding the policewoman's slender waist, was somewhat speechless. Ever since they confirmed their relationship, Natsumi Senbon had become clingy and intensely possessive, already draining him of his blood three times.

"Is everything packed? I'm here to pick you up from the hospital."

"Ready."

"Let's go then."

Senbon Natsumi followed along carrying a large bag weighing 200 kilograms. These were gifts from her family, colleagues, and friends after she was hospitalized, and she wanted to take them all with her.

The policewoman, who was initially quite happy, fell silent as she passed by a regular ward and heard the various wails of pain inside.

The next second, the large bag was taken from the man next to her, and she was also put in his arms.

"Don't say that. You've done a great job and you've done right by everyone."

"Yes, I understand. I'm most lucky to have such a wonderful boyfriend. Don't worry, Naoki, I won't tell anyone else about us."

"As long as you like it."

Naoki Hanyu really didn't care about this; every woman he was involved with knew he was a womanizer.

Speaking of his women, none of them are easy to deal with: policewomen, researchers, forensic doctors, or at the very least, successful career women.

Their lives don't revolve solely around men; they can be busy with their own things and not see each other for ten days or half a month.

In the upscale apartment, Naoki Hanyu followed Natsumi Senbon inside and discovered signs of two people living there.

"You live with someone else?"

“Yes, I share an apartment with Miyuki. It would be such a waste for me to live in a 120-square-meter apartment by myself.”

"Indeed, it's nice to have a companion."

Naoki Hanyu noticed that Natsumi Senbon's items were mostly simple white and gray, while Miyuki Kobayakawa's were purple and pink, a bit understated yet stylish.

As soon as he put his things down, the policewoman took off his coat and started unbuckling his belt.

"Xia Shi, what's going on?"

"You've gotten all dirty from moving things, let's wash together, I'll help you scrub your back."

Naoki Hanyu was stunned. Shouldn't we just give him blood an hour ago? He was still weak.

Naoki Hanyu pressed down on the other person's hand.

"Next time."

Senbon Natsumi exerted force with both hands.

"What's wrong with washing it?"

"Boom."

The belt breaking startled the two of them. Senbon Natsumi tried to pull off someone's lower body but was grabbed. The two then gripped each other's hands and began to wrestle. After exchanging glances, they started to fight.

Naoki Hanyu threw a punch, which was caught by Natsumi Senbon, who also held down the long leg that the other woman was kicking. "Can't it be next time?"

"I have to go to work tomorrow."

The force of their punches was like a blade, and the noise from their sparring damaged some of the furniture, leaving the place in a mess.

In the end, the two of them ended up lying on the sofa together, bickering and entangled. Naoki Hanyu looked down at the policewoman, whose clothes were disheveled and revealed her cleavage, with her perfect abdomen exposed when her shirt was lifted up.

Her slightly flushed face was like the first rays of dawn, and her red lips, slightly out of breath, added to her charm.

This time, Senbon Natsumi didn't speak forcefully; instead, she asked in a softer tone.

"Can't you?"

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Naoki Hanyu lowered his head and proved it with his actions.

Shortly after, the sound of someone taking a shower came from the bathroom, followed by the bed collapsing in the bedroom, and even several tiles breaking.
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In the evening, Miyuki Kobayakawa bought the sweets that Natsumi Senbon liked to eat. She knew that today was the day her best friend was being discharged from the hospital.

As she was about to open the door, she suddenly heard a lot of noise coming from inside. She gently turned the doorknob and found that it was unlocked.

The familiar voice made Miyuki Kobayakawa's heart tighten. Should she pretend not to leave or go in? In the end, curiosity made her hesitantly slip inside.

"That sound, that sound."

Even if you've never eaten pork, you've seen pigs run. When the open door revealed the battle inside, Miyuki Kobayakawa covered her mouth, almost letting out a scream, her eyes fixed on the two people embracing each other inside.

Natsumi and Naoki, they actually
No, we have to leave; we can't stay any longer.

However, Miyuki Kobayakawa felt that she could not control her legs, her body temperature was gradually rising, and she could not even move her vision.

A thought popped into my head: why Natsumi, even though her best friend had known Naoki longer?

But she was the one who stayed by Naoki's side as his secretary; if there really was a relationship, it should be her.
Just as Miyuki Kobayakawa's mind was in turmoil, the man who was suppressing Natsumi Senbon suddenly looked up at her, and that one glance made Miyuki Kobayakawa run out the door in fright.

Naoki Hanyu, who was working hard, was speechless. He was already feeling weak, and then Natsumi Senbon distracted him so much that he didn't even notice Miyuki's return.

The next second, a pair of jade-like arms embraced him and buried him in the mountains. This was not the time to think about anything else.
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On the park swing, Miyuki Kobayakawa stared blankly into the distance.

Now even Natsumi has a relationship with Naoki; that boss and best friend is such a womanizer.

She, Senbon Natsumi, and Fujiwara Mai often spent time together after get off work. She wasn't a naive woman like Senbon Natsumi, and she had long suspected that Fujiwara Mai was probably related to her master. After all, the changes a woman undergoes as she grows up cannot be hidden.

Now even Xia Shi is in the same situation, so the three of them are all left with only themselves.

Do you like Naoki Hanyu?
Miyuki Kobayakawa didn't want to lie to herself; she really liked him. Before coming to the Special Investigation Bureau, they worked together day and night, which was why she couldn't stand other men. But, but why didn't things progress between them?

I sat there for two hours until it was completely dark, when a familiar figure appeared in front of me.

Have you had dinner yet?

Miyuki Kobayakawa looked up, her face showing panic.

"What are you doing here? Where is Xia Shi?"

"She fell asleep."

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The swing next to him let out a mournful cry as Naoki Hanyu sat down on it. After swinging it twice, the iron chain finally gave way and broke, and the man also sat down hard on the ground, with the swing planks cracking.

Miyuki Kobayakawa finally laughed at the comical scene before her.

"Hahaha, so stupid."

Naoki Hanyu patted his butt and came behind Miyuki Kobayakawa, pushing the swing.

"There's nothing I can do, my constitution is just too terrible, I don't have the honor of being able to withstand this swing."

"Yes, yes, because you are the strongest in the world."

"I wouldn't dare admit that I'm the strongest."

The two chatted like that, making small talk about this and that.

Finally, Miyuki Kobayakawa couldn't help but ask.

"You and Xia Shi."

"Yes, just like you think, she's already mine."

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Miyuki Kobayakawa lowered her head for a few seconds, then raised it again to ask an even more provocative question.

"Where's Mai?"

"That's what you wanted too."

"Won't Sister Shengzi have any objections?"

"There should be a little, but she acquiesced. The Holy Son's magnanimity is beyond everyone's imagination."

Miyuki Kobayakawa remained silent.

"Thank you for saving Xia Shi. She told me."

Naoki Hanyu said, feigning anger.

"This girl, I clearly told her not to talk nonsense."

"She didn't bring it up on her own initiative; I had to ask her."

Naoki Hanyu suddenly patted Miyuki Kobayakawa's head.

"Just say it. Friends should help each other."

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"I'm hungry, do you want to eat together?"

"Ah."

Naoki Hanyu pulled Miyuki Kobayakawa to eat together. When the two returned to the apartment with the food, Natsumi Senbon had just woken up and walked out groggily, rubbing her stomach.
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As time went by, the wave of protests in Japan subsided somewhat due to the government's tough stance, because everyone wanted to see what the YMCA would do.

But more than ten days have passed, and we were supposed to start the war, so why hasn't anything happened?

As the culprit behind the tensions in East Asia, Naoki Hanyu is not in a hurry. During this time, he has been collecting intelligence on South Korea. Three Star Shield satellites are stationed directly over South Korea, constantly collecting useful information and monitoring certain targets.

He's not stupid; what if he goes straight in and gets caught because he's unfamiliar with the area?

Although I hate to admit it, the South Korean army is not to be underestimated.

The army has 55 troops. The army has 1500 tanks of three generations, 500 K2 Panther tanks, 1000 K1 tanks that are being retired, and more than 3400 armored vehicles, some of which have been retired.

第五代F35战机40架，四代战机有240架，其中F15K战机（对地）59假，F16C/D180架。

Navy: Two Dokdo-class amphibious assault ships, totaling 1.9 tons.

Thirteen destroyers, three of which are Aegis destroyers.

28 frigates and 22 submarines.

Regardless of the South Korean army's fighting capabilities, the sheer density of their deployment made Naoki Hanyu somewhat uneasy. And let's not forget the 2.8 American troops stationed there as well.

If they really act openly and honestly, with South Korea's road network, support can definitely arrive very quickly.

Naoki Hanyu needs to wait for an opportunity, a time that is absolutely in his favor.

He got his wish soon.

"Today is Friday, May 13th. The severe tropical storm has officially upgraded to Typhoon Shakhtar. It is predicted to make landfall from Kagoshima to Jeju Island, wreaking havoc in southern Japan and South Korea. The moisture carried by the typhoon will cause torrential rain. Please pay attention to travel safety."

Naoki Hanyu smiled as he looked at the familiar figure on TV. "Yukinoshita Haruno, you've really brought me good news."

After the weather forecast, the news started.

"Today, the US, Japan, and South Korea will hold their fifth trilateral meeting, but unfortunately, there will still be no good results."

Naoki Hanyu muttered to himself.

"I'm waiting for the typhoon, what are you guys dawdling about?"

If the trilateral talks are truly fruitful, Naoki Hanyu might actually consider reducing the intensity, since South Korean elementary schools are like hedgehogs.

(End of this chapter)