Tokyoites don't have martial virtue

“Looking at this student named Yonemura Sho’s school records, this kid has been arrested and educated before for theft. Moreover, he has not participated in any clubs or part-time jobs.”

“Then let’s go to his house and take a look,” Kyushu Makoto decided.

The Flying Man Gang is like flies, swarming throughout the city. They wreak havoc when no one comes to catch them, and scatter at the first sign of trouble. Moreover, some of their members possess demon-enhancing drugs, making it impossible to capture them using conventional methods. Otherwise, the police wouldn't have been unable to deal with them for months.

However, there is a fundamental difference between humans and flies: humans have social relationships, while flies do not.

Instead of blindly catching them like flies, it's better to find their addresses directly, control their families and friends, leave them with nowhere to escape, and force them to surrender willingly.

The group borrowed two sets of school uniforms from the high school and then drove to the Yonemura family home.

Yonemura Sho happened to be at home at that moment and saw a man who called himself "teacher" and two high school students wearing the school's uniform, which made him feel strange.

"Are you... a teacher at our school?" Yonemura Sho asked warily. "I've never seen you at the school before."

"Excuse me, Yonemura-kun. I'm a newly hired teacher at the school, and I'll be starting my internship after the summer break, so I'm planning to do some home visits to the students to familiarize myself with the job." Yuugami Ken was always very adept at lying; his face was relaxed, and there wasn't a trace of nervousness in his tone.

"The two people next to me are my classmates who came to help me. If you don't mind, could you let me in so we can talk?"

Yonemura Sho glanced at the two students beside the "teacher." The boy's smile was natural, revealing nothing. The girl, however, had a stern face, her serious expression inexplicably unsettling. But such a pretty girl couldn't be a bad person.

Just as Yonemura Sho was still hesitating, a middle-aged woman who seemed to be his mother came to the entrance and warmly opened the door for the three of them: "You're a teacher at the school! Please come in, please come in!"

"Mom!" Yonemura Sho was startled and looked at his mother with a reproachful expression.

“What kind of behavior is this?” Mimura’s mother retorted, “The teacher came for a home visit, how could you lock him out? Go and pour the teacher some tea, you need to build a good relationship with him!”

"I... sigh." Helpless, Yonemura Sho had no choice but to let the three pass, hoping that they were indeed teachers and students from the school.

The group chatted in the living room for a while, and then Kyushu Makoto, as usual, asked to go to the bathroom. He then sneaked into Yonemura Sho's room.

Fortunately, Yonemura Sho's room was not locked, and Kyushu Seiichi pushed the door open and went in, starting to search the messy room.

In the living room, Ken Yugami was chatting animatedly with Yonemura and her son, while Eliza sat to the side with a stern face, pretending to take notes.

Fortunately, Yuujin Ken had done his homework on the school beforehand, and he didn't give anything away during the entire chat.

After exchanging a few words, Sho Yonemura suddenly stood up and said, "Excuse me, please allow me to go to my room to get something."

"Really, this child! Hurry up and come back!" Mimura's mother complained, then smiled apologetically, "I'm so sorry, teacher!"

"Oh, wait a minute!" Yuujin Ken's heart skipped a beat, and he wanted to reach out to stop her.

"What's wrong?" Yonemura Sho turned his head in confusion.

"No, it's nothing!" Yugami Ken realized he had no reason to stop her, so he could only give Eliza a meaningful look.

Eliza understood immediately and took out her phone from under the table to send a text message to Kyushu Makoto.

Damn it, will they find out? Watching Yonemura Sho's retreating figure as he left the living room, Yuugami Ken had a bad feeling.

If Kyushu Makoto sneaks into the room and is discovered, it will be difficult to explain, and he might even be accused of trespassing.

"These guys are acting weird. Could they be plainclothes police? Haha, I guess I'm just overthinking it." Yonemura Sho pushed open the door and muttered to himself.

"Seriously, are there really girls this pretty at our school? I need to find a way to get her contact information! Hey! What are you doing in my room?!"

Upon seeing Kyushu Makoto sitting in the center of his room, Yonemura Sho immediately flew into a rage, pointing at him with a stern look and scolding him.

"Hey, what are you doing?!" Yonemura Sho clenched his fists and shouted hostilely, "Get out of here right now, I'm calling the police!"

"I'm sorry, it was wrong of me to sneak into your room. If you want to call the police, please do so." Kyushu Makoto smiled calmly, showing no sign of nervousness whatsoever.

"But please explain to the police where all this medicine came from."

Kyushu Makoto casually pulled open the bottom drawer of the bedside table, and five vials of potions with a purple sheen rolled out.

“You…” Yonemura Sho’s face turned deathly pale, his heart began to pound wildly, and he finally realized the seriousness of the situation:

"Are you plainclothes police officers?"

“We wouldn’t call ourselves plainclothes officers, but we are indeed cooperating with the police.” Kyushu Makoto stepped forward and patted Yonemura Sho on the shoulder forcefully.

"You can try to run away, but we know your address and identity. You can turn around and run away right now, but do you think you can escape forever? I'm sure your mother... will soon find out what heinous crimes you've committed."

"You despicable bastard..." Yonemura Sho had nowhere to vent his anger. After clenching his fists and glaring at him for a long time, he slumped down against the wall with a thud.

146. Gecko and Centaur

Soon, local police sent officers to seal off Sho Yonemura's house and take him to a detention center.

Given that Yonemura Sho possesses so many demon-transforming potions, his status in the Flying Man Gang must be at least that of a cadre.

"So this outfit and mask mean he's 'Gecko'!" A policeman searched the room in Mi Village for a while and found a hooded sweatshirt and a white mask.

“Gecko? Is that his title?” Kyushu Makoto walked up curiously to take a look and found that there was a long-tailed gecko pattern on the side of the hooded hoodie, and the mask was shaped like a lizard’s face.

"That's right, that's what they call him within the task force." The policeman probably mistook Kyushu Makoto for a private detective assisting in solving the case, hence his relatively mild attitude.

“The officers who were chasing him saw him move like a gecko along the walls of high-rise buildings, so the task force started calling him that.”

"Such a thing actually exists... It sounds like a superpower!" Makoto Kyushu exclaimed incredulously.

"Yeah, it's like a superpower!" The policeman, though not old, spoke with a wistful tone like a middle-aged man experiencing a midlife crisis.

“These days, criminals are getting more and more outrageous. We try our best to catch them but we can’t, and then we get called tax-paying pigs by the public.”

"Besides 'Gecko,' do you know any other guys in the Flying Man Gang who have similar skills and give the police a headache?" Kyushu Makoto asked again.

"Let me think, there are two other pretty tough guys," the policeman recalled.

"There's one called 'Centaur,' who's said to run faster than a police car. And there's 'Trkstar,' the leader of the Flying Man gang, who's said to disappear on the spot every time he's being chased."

"Disappeared on the spot?"

"He just vanished right in front of the patrol officers! We cordoned off the entire street but couldn't find him. It was like magic!" The police officer made an exaggerated gesture and sighed with worry.

Halfway through the conversation, the police officer was called away to do other work.

"Besides enhancing the drinker's physical abilities, can the demonization potion also temporarily grant them superpowers?" Kyushu Makoto walked up to Elizabeth and asked in a low voice.

“Only a few people can. Their souls are a little different from ordinary people, allowing them to resonate with the ‘demonic nature,’” Eliza pondered for a moment before replying.

"But there's no need to worry. Low-quality items like demon-transformation potions, which are illegally produced by the public, will at most only awaken a tiny ability."

While Kyushu Makoto and the others were busy, Hachijo Ritsu and his attendants were also on the move.

According to information gathered during previous interrogations, the Flying Man Gang only targets wealthy people for theft.

"Rumi, I have a great plan!" Hachijo Ritsu pulled out a credit card and said smugly:

"Go buy an expensive outfit and pretend to be a wealthy tourist strolling around the streets. You're sure to catch someone from the Flying Man Gang! Then we'll grab him and force him to reveal the locations of the other members!"

"Is this feasible?" Rumi Higashikata asked skeptically.

"This is called entrapment, I bet no one else would have thought of it!" Eight Laws said confidently to himself.

"Hmph, once I wipe out the Flying Man Gang, Eliza will definitely look at me with new respect!"

“Since it is Young Master’s wish, I will do as he says.” Dongfeng Rumi bowed slightly.

In the following days, the two launched a sting operation.

For the first two days, they did catch three pickpockets from the Flying Heroes gang while loitering around the subway station. However, these subway pickpockets were mostly low-level members, so they didn't have much intelligence.

In the following days, the Flying Man Gang seemed to become wary of them, and no more thieves dared to approach them.

"Tch, didn't run into them again today!" After a fruitless patrol, Hachijo Ritsu kicked a pebble on the roadside in frustration.

“Young Master, we’ve been appearing frequently in Yokohama’s downtown area these past few days, so the Flying Heroes gang must recognize us by now,” Rumi Higashikata whispered.

"In that case, let's just storm into Sumincho!" Hachijo Ritsu toyed with a jade pendant, tossing it into the air before catching it again.

"Wasn't it said that their headquarters were there?"

"Young master, please think twice before you act," Rumi Kofun hurriedly reminded him. "That place is the most chaotic slum in Yokohama."

"So what? Do you think we Spirit Masters are afraid of them?" Eight Laws scoffed disdainfully, jade twirling between his fingers.

"I brought quite a few secret weapons. How could a mere petty thief who drank the demon-transforming potion possibly defeat me?"

"But besides the Flying Heroes Gang, there are two other delinquent groups and a large number of homeless people in Shoumin Town," Rumi Koukaze whispered again.

"We cannot use spiritual magic on ordinary people."

"Who cares? I am Hachijo Ritsu!" Hachijo Ritsu stuffed the jade pendant into his pocket and left on his own: "If I'm afraid of even a few wicked commoners, how can I be the pride of the Hachijo family?"

After arriving in the filthy town of Sumin by taxi, the two began searching for traces of the Flying Heroes Gang.

"This place is so smelly and chaotic!" After avoiding a smelly homeless man lying on the roadside, Hachijo Ritsu pinched his nose and complained with disgust.

"Young Master, please be careful." Dongfeng Rumi said worriedly in a low voice, "If it really comes to this, you should go back."

"Shut up! I already said I'm going to take down the Flying Man Gang before she does!" Seemingly getting impatient, Hachijo Ritsu pointed a finger menacingly at her forehead:

"You are my servant, and the Hachijo family supports you! Are you going to contradict me?"

"I'm sorry, young master." Dongfeng Rumi's expression and tone remained calm, showing no change in emotion. She bowed and said, "I have overstepped my bounds. Let's continue our search."

"Clap!"

Just then, Hachijo Ritsu suddenly felt his satchel being tugged.

He turned his head uneasily and saw a young man wearing a hood and a white horse-face mask, holding a razor blade and his satchel.

The young man with the horse's head just cut the strap of the bag with a razor blade and then snatched it.