Tokyo, My Childhood Friend is a Ghost Story

Chapter 62 Is this troublesome? Let's go!
On a traditional bench along the pedestrian street, Utakayo held an umbrella for Fukie and Kayanoko.

As Fu Jiang sat beside her, quietly comforting her, Jia Yezi's tears streamed down her face as she stared blankly at the spot where the phone had been in the bag.

Not to mention Fue and Uta Kasyapa, even Taka and Arima, who had rushed over, couldn't help but feel a pang of pity when they saw her.

This is probably what it means to feel lost, helpless, and terrified after your young daughter makes a mistake.
"Miss Jiayezi, don't be sad, we'll find your phone right away."

As Kiwa Arima spoke softly, the sounds of his phone being used could be heard intermittently from the police officers behind him.

In a corner some distance away from Fukie and the other two, Asahi Shunfuku and Inoue Hirono of the Inoue family stood side by side, facing a yakuza man in a suit who was constantly wiping away cold sweat even on a hot day.

"You two... I... I'll make sure my men find that phone right away!"

Asahi Toshifuku lit a cigarette, stomped it out forcefully, and patted Miyagawa on the shoulder.

"Miyagawa-kun, you've been in charge of these streets all along, and I'm quite busy with work, so please, don't make me come here all the time, okay?"

Miyagawa nodded vigorously and quickly agreed with a forced smile.

Seeing this, Inoue Hirono smiled and straightened his shirt collar, then casually took a document from his secretary and handed it to him before speaking softly.

"Half an hour. I've been given half an hour. If I don't see what I need within half an hour, then I'll congratulate the deputy director on his promotion tomorrow in advance."

The threat in their words sent a chill down Miyagawa's spine, and he shouted back, trembling.

"Hey, I'll find that phone right away!"

Watching Miyagawa flee in disarray, Inoue Hirono asked his secretary to light a cigarette for him and Asahi Toshifuku.

"I never expected to alarm your Inoue family."

Upon hearing this, Inoue Hirono quickly exhaled a puff of smoke and smiled helplessly.

"I never expected that I would be called back by the chairman when I was preparing to go abroad."

Who exactly is that girl?

Before Asahi Toshifuku could finish speaking, Inoue Hirono raised his hand to block in front of him.

"While we're waiting, why don't we go grab a drink over there? Perfect timing, I'll order them a milk tea and bring it over too."

Seeing this, Toshifuku knew that Hirono Inoue was unwilling to say more, so he didn't press the matter further.

Next to the pedestrian street, a punk rocker wearing a skull-print t-shirt, fake gold chains, and ripped jeans was loitering around.

"Hey, Yoshino, how was your harvest today?"

When questioned by his accomplices, Yoshino smiled arrogantly and pulled out the phone he had just stolen.

"150,000, all gone!"

Upon seeing this, his companions uttered a sigh of admiration.

"Let me see, let me see... Wow, it's definitely the latest model!"

"Be careful, don't fall! You'll have to compensate me for the discount if you do!"

Amidst laughter and playful banter, the group headed towards the nearest shop for selling stolen goods.

In a shop filled with all sorts of inexpensive digital products, the bespectacled owner is intently repairing an alarm clock in his hands.

"Hey boss, you're so busy today?"

The boss glanced up at the group of people, then lowered his head and continued working.

"What's the matter?"

Knowing that the boss didn't think much of their petty theft, Yoshino and the others started grumbling in displeasure.

"Hey, boss, what kind of attitude is that?!"

"If you have something to say, get out of here."

Seeing this, Yoshino curled his lip in displeasure, then took out his phone from his pocket, placed it on the glass display case, and said arrogantly.

"Hey, can I take it?!"

The shop owner stared at the phone on the counter for a moment, clearly stunned.

"Let me take a look first."

Just as the boss was about to reach out, Yoshino quickly withdrew his hand and gestured as if counting money.

Seeing this, the boss shook his head helplessly and took out three 10,000-yuan bills from under the drawer.

"This is the deposit. This thing is rare, so I need to have someone take a look at it." Yoshino looked at the 30,000 yen deposit that the boss brought, took it, and flicked it forcefully at his accomplice.

"Okay, go ahead!"

The shop owner nodded, indicating that the group should wait there, then grabbed his phone and ran out of the shop, not at all worried that they might steal something.

In fact, the group laughed and joked, and with their hands dirty, they took some things and stuffed them into their pockets.

"Yoshino, shall we go check out Honghuaji tonight?"

Yoshino looked at his accomplice and spoke with a wicked smile.

"Go, all of you go! Tonight's expenses are on Yoshino-sama!"

"Great!"

The group, envisioning a wonderful night out, were completely unaware of the panicked figures of nearby residents running past, and the yakuza members who surrounded them and blocked the doorway with hostile eyes.

On the pedestrian street, Jia Yezi, whose eyes were already swollen from crying, was still twitching from time to time. Fu Jiang and Utakayo were still quietly comforting her, while Jia Yezi, who was already stunned, just kept apologizing blankly.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry."

Hearing Jia Yezi's incessant apologies, Fu Jiang sighed.

"Okay, we'll find it soon. Nobody's blaming you. Be good, listen to me, don't be sad. Here, have some milk tea first."

"Well"

She coaxed Jia Yezi to drink the milk tea like a child. Halfway through, Fu Jiang turned her head and glanced at Inoue Hirono not far away with a cold look in her eyes.

From a distance, Inoue Hirono, startled by Fukie's gaze, almost cursed the ancestors of all the pickpockets living around him.

Just then, Miyagawa's excited and hurried voice came.

"found it!!"

Inoue Hirono rushed over to greet him with delight, took the phone, and then shoved it aside, carefully wiping the fingerprints off it with a silk handkerchief from his pocket.

"You idiot, don't you know how to wrap it up?!"

After finishing his rant, Inoue Hirono nodded to Asahi Toshifuku, who was also relieved, and then jogged over to Fukie's side with his phone in hand.

"Lord Fujiang, the phone has been found."

Upon hearing the word "phone," Jia Yezi, who was blankly biting her straw, looked up sharply. Fu Jiang took the phone and gently placed it in her hand.

Tears flowed uncontrollably again. Crying and laughing at the same time, Jia Yezi, with a mouthful of milk tea in her mouth, pursed her lips and gripped her phone tightly.

Seeing that she had calmed down, Fujō got up and pulled Uta Kasyapa to sit next to Kayakko and watch her. She then walked away, and Inoue Hiroya hurriedly greeted Uta Kasyapa before following her.

"Where did you find it?"

Upon hearing this, Inoue Hirono immediately summoned Miyagawa.

A few minutes later, Fujang and the others arrived at an old warehouse facing the street.

Looking at Yoshino and the others kneeling on the ground, their mouths gagged and wailing, Fukie glanced at the hydraulic press beside her.

"Take it over there."

Amidst the wails of Yoshino and the others, Fukue stood with her arms crossed in front of the hydraulic press.

Inoue Hirono saw that Fukie wanted to watch the others being tortured, and after looking at her charming face, he whispered a word of advice.

"It'll be a very awkward scene, you go first."

Before she could finish speaking, Fujang's emotionless gaze swept over her.

Inoue Hirono took a deep breath and nodded to the bodyguards in the family.

As the hydraulic press started, the sound of bones breaking reached my ears like crushed potato chips.

On the pedestrian street, Jia Yezi looked at Fu Jiang, who was walking towards her again, with a touching expression.

"Thank you, Fufu Jiang."

Fu Jiang pinched Jia Yezi's chubby cheek hard, and said with a pained expression as she instinctively wanted to stop him but dared not, "I hate how useless you are."

"How old are you, crying like a child? Isn't that a hassle? I'm leaving!"

(End of this chapter)