Traveling back thirty years to Conan, intercepting Princess Eri

Kiryu Yuji was able to bring down Ito Ichiro and take the position of Sumiyoshi-kai leader, so his methods must have been ruthless; he was definitely not a kind person.

He expects his subordinates to be extremely respectful to him, which must be part of a deeper scheme.

Lin Xiuyi frowned and was about to speak when a series of hurried footsteps suddenly came from behind her.

He turned his head and saw that Igawa had scrambled free from the black-clad man's grasp and was stumbling towards him, his knees hitting the stone pavement with a dull thud.

Jingchuan actually knelt down in front of Lin Xiuyi, tightly hugging his trouser leg with both hands, crying and sobbing: "I was wrong! Please forgive me!"

He never expected that what Nizan asked him to do would involve a large yakuza group like the Sumiyoshi-kai.

As a delinquent who frequents the streets, Igawa is very familiar with the methods of the yakuza.

If no one had saved him today, he would have been beaten half to death at best, and might have even lost his life at worst.

"I really know I was wrong. Please forgive me, for the sake of the fact that I went to the same school as Orikasa."

Reiko was startled by the sudden kneeling and quickly hid behind her brother, only revealing her bright black eyes as she curiously looked at Igawa on the ground.

Midori Orikasa gripped her wooden sword tightly: "Senpai, don't pay any attention to this bastard!"

"Stand up and talk first," Lin Xiuyi frowned and took a half step back, trying to break free from the other person's pull.

The handprint on his face was a deep, purplish red, and blood was still dripping from his nose, covering his chin. It was truly disgusting to look at.

Igawa, however, clung to the stone pavement as if it were a lifeline, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing repeatedly, his forehead banging against the pavement with a loud thud.

"What happened today was really not our idea! It was Sato from the Muddy Association who forced us to do it!"

“If we don’t do as they say, they’ll cause us trouble. We’re forced into this situation…”

While crying and wailing, Igawa secretly glanced at Lin Xiuyi's face.

"Forced?"

Scarface snorted coldly, walked straight over, grabbed Ikawa by the back of his collar with his large, fan-like hand, and lifted him up like a chick.

"Do you think we're three-year-olds? You think we'd let you cause trouble in the shopping street, smash shops, and drive away customers without giving us any benefits?"

Igawa was lifted off the ground, his face turning a deep purplish-red, and he stammered, unable to utter a word.

"Lin Sang, what should we do with these scumbags?"

Scarface turned to look at Lin Xiuyi, his tone as casual as if he were asking what to eat for dinner.
"If you ask me, we should just tie a stone to it and sink it into Tokyo Bay, and that would be the end of it."

"No, no!"

Igawa was terrified. His crotch was suddenly soaked with a large wet patch. The pale yellow liquid dripped down his trouser leg and formed a small puddle on the ground, filling the air with a foul odor.

He collapsed at the foot of the mountain, his face streaked with tears and snot, a far cry from the arrogant demeanor he had displayed on the shopping street.

Lin Xiu rubbed her temples, her head aching, and glanced at the group of delinquents huddled to the side, trembling all over.

Although these teenagers are troublemakers who cause trouble everywhere because they are minors, they are ultimately just a bunch of hooligans who have never seen anything like it.

Now that he's been beaten up like this and scared himself to death, he's probably learned his lesson.

If we really let Yamashita and his men take the people away, who knows what kind of deaths might occur. "Make them compensate for the losses of the shops that were vandalized in the shopping street, and also write a guarantee and give it to Mr. Kojima."

Lin Xiuyi's gaze fell on the trembling face of Igawa.

"But if there's a next time..."

There will absolutely be no next time!

Igawa quickly interrupted, nodding frantically, not daring to wipe the cold sweat dripping into his eyes.

"I swear! If I do it again, may I be hit by a car and die!"

Just then, a noisy commotion suddenly came from not far away, mixed with the "thump thump" sound of sticks hitting the ground.

The crowd looked in the direction of the sound and saw Mr. Kojima walking at the front, holding a shiny iron ladle, followed by dozens of residents from the shopping street.

The fishmonger carried a fish-killing knife, the bakery owner held a rolling pin, and even the old man repairing shoes came with an iron cane.

They hurried over, each with an angry expression on their face.

Upon seeing the Sumiyoshi-kai members standing in front of Hayashi Hideichi, Mr. Kojima assumed they were yakuza members there to cause trouble and immediately sneered.
"I knew that bastard Ichikawa wouldn't take our land and houses; he'd definitely resort to dirty tricks!"

Mr. Kojima swung the large iron ladle in his hand forcefully.
"I can't believe he actually got help from the underworld! Hmph, we people in this shopping street aren't easy to bully! If you dare touch our shops again today, we'll fight you to the death!"

"Fight it! Fight it!"

The residents behind them waved their weapons and shouted in unison, their menacing appearance was quite frightening.

Faced with the menacing residents of the shopping street, the burly men of the Sumiyoshi Association remained unmoved, with Scarface even leisurely taking out a handkerchief to wipe his hands.

"Lin Sang, now that things here are resolved, let's head back."

Scarface took out a gold-embossed business card from his pocket and handed it to Lin Xiuyi.

"This is my business card. If you need anything in the future, Mr. Lin, please feel free to call and we will take care of it."

Lin Xiuyi took the business card and glanced at it. It read "Yamashita Koji, Mitsui Financial Business Manager," and the address was clearly located in the middle of the shopping street.

He knew perfectly well that the so-called financial company was nothing more than a front for usury.

Lin Xiu nodded, about to exchange a few polite words, when she saw Furuya Rei had somehow appeared at the foot of the mountain beside her, tilting her little face up and curiously poking the other's strong biceps with her finger.
"Uncle, are you guys really gangsters? But you don't look so bad."

Koji Yamashita was amused by this sudden action, and the scar on his face looked less ferocious because of his smile.

He reached out his rough, large hand and gently patted Furuya Rei's head: "Kid, there are no absolutely good or bad people in this world. We gangsters are in business too, it's just that our business methods are a bit shady."

He paused, his expression turning serious.
"But it's better for a good kid like you to stay away from us."

"Stop fooling around! No respect for elders," Lin Xiuyi flicked his cheap apprentice's head, then smiled at the scarred man, "We'll talk about the future later. Thank you all for your help today."

After exchanging a few more polite words, Koji Yamashita left with his men.

Seeing that the matter was over, Midori Orikasa breathed a sigh of relief, ran to her mother's side, and pulled her arm to check her over several times.
"Mom, are you really okay? Are you hurt anywhere?"

"Silly child, what could possibly happen to me?" Lady Orikasa smiled and patted her daughter's head, her wrinkles at the corners of her eyes filled with warmth. "Twenty years ago, these few thugs wouldn't have been a match for me." (End of Chapter)