Only I Follow the Law: An Unorthodox Tokyo Cultivation Routine

Chapter 134 Stirred up the insects' lair

Tanaka Tsukasa had been living a relatively peaceful life for a while.

The Grim Reaper hasn't committed any crimes in so long; I heard he's been causing trouble at a military base in Okinawa.

During this period, he was able to sleep well, eat well, and enjoy his sex life with his wife much more. His wife was quite satisfied and gave him a lot more pocket money.

However, it's best not to get too carried away when you're happiest, and Tanaka Tsukasa was clearly celebrating too soon.

He had just arrived at his post with his coffee when he received news that Death had struck again. He cursed under his breath and immediately ordered his men to head to the Tomisaka Police Station to handle the case.

Ryohei Arai, born in Yamaguchi Prefecture, has been able to consistently send at least two to three members of parliament to the Diet through his monopoly on key voting blocs such as the prefectural construction industry association and agricultural cooperatives.

He commands nearly thirty members of parliament within his own party, and even the prime minister has to give him some respect.

Now, his son was brutally cut in half at the waist by death last night.

His son just liked to flirt with those women, which had a bad influence, but he felt it didn't warrant the death penalty, and no one in the island nation could punish him.

Due to his own circumstances, he finally managed to have this only child through medical means, which he cherished dearly, but it ended up like this.

His son died, and he wondered if his son had inherited his disease, leaving no offspring. The family fortune he had worked so hard to build now had no one to inherit it, and he wanted to get rid of the Grim Reaper as soon as possible.

Inside the morgue, Arabinashi, his wife, and daughter-in-law, looking at the horrific scene before them, were overcome with grief.

Of course, this is only the surface situation; Arai Teru's wife, Arai Hanae, is trying hard to suppress the corners of her mouth that are about to turn up.

Her marriage to the Arai family was purely political, and she had no emotional connection with Arai Teru whatsoever; the two of them always went their separate ways.

She knew all about his female companions and that she herself frequented women-only establishments, hooking up with several muscular men who were good in bed, though they both maintained a facade of respectability.

Now that Teru Arai is dead, she will likely inherit a large sum of money from the Arai family, so she must maintain the image of a good wife.

With a sorrowful expression, she comforted him, "Father, please accept my condolences. The Metropolitan Police Department will definitely give Hui justice."

"fart!"

Arakawa Ryohei knew perfectly well that the people in the Metropolitan Police Department were all incompetent bastards; asking them to handle cases was asking too much of them.

Therefore, we must rely on ourselves.

They could either use their networks to pressure the government and mobilize the political machinery for a large-scale search, or offer the maximum reward on the black market.

Those desperados certainly wouldn't refuse Death, this big fat sheep.

He vowed not to give up until death paid the price.

Indeed, just as he suspected, Tanaka Tsukasa was merely going through the motions with the members of the Death God Project Team.

He simply used his own judgment to deduce the relevant modus operandi and find any possible clues about the Grim Reaper. Then he organized all the information and handed it over to William Jones and the others.

After all, these methods of committing crimes, which are beyond their own understanding and may involve high-tech weapons, can only be discerned by professional scientists.

After examining the wound, Tanaka Tsukasa used his familiar modus operandi, placing himself in a blind spot of the surveillance cameras and leaving no trace at the scene.

It all depends on the only eyewitness, but I doubt they have any useful information.

However, these cases also made Tsukasa Tanaka even more curious about what kind of person the Grim Reaper really was.

If we can get help from the United States and actually find him, I think it would be very rewarding.

Ultimately, he still enjoys the process of unraveling the mystery and uncovering the truth of a case, but now he won't be at the forefront. He has a clear understanding of his role: to assist with case deductions.

Upon returning from the crime scene, Tsukasa Tanaka handed the relevant documents to the police officer next to him and, following procedure, comforted the victim's family: "Mr. Arai, please accept our condolences. We will do our best to search for any trace of death."

"You had better really do your best."

Suppressing his inner rage, Arai Ryohei rose from his chair, intending to immediately unleash his power and deliver a powerful blow to the Grim Reaper.

He immediately dialed Congress.

Han Chuan You's side also took action.

"Do me a favor."

Business wasn't good at the shop. Hamabe Umi sat listlessly behind the counter when she heard a voice suddenly ring out beside her. She immediately sat up straight: "Lord Grim Reaper, what is it?"

"Could you look up this person, Ryohei Arai? I think that's his name. He's supposed to be a member of parliament. Please let me know once you have his detailed information."

"receive!"

Hamabe Umi immediately got up. It was already dark, so she simply closed the shop door, hung up a "Closed for Business" sign, and then went upstairs to the second floor, quickly logging into the Dark Light Society's internal website.

Having cultivated a deep presence in Tokyo for many years, the organization possesses an intimate knowledge of these politicians, tycoons, and powerful families, meticulously documenting both their public resumes and their behind-the-scenes activities.

Han Chuan You received a message from Hamabe Umiho shortly afterward.

"Ryohei Arai, 63 years old, member of parliament, affiliated with the Qinghehui faction, suspected of involvement in human organ trafficking, and also connected with several other religious sects —"

After listening to her report, he responded, his eyes growing even colder.

It turns out that it's related to the human organ trafficking case I encountered before. Cults are also inextricably linked to them. They really are a bunch of worms.

You wouldn't believe it until you looked into it; it was absolutely appalling.

Everything fits together.

He belongs to the Seiwakai and used to be under Abe's command. It's a good opportunity to send him down as well, so the two of them can reunite.

"Well done."

Hamabe Umika tentatively asked, "Is Lord Death preparing to make a move against Arai Ryohei?"

"Of course, he killed his son yesterday, so his father is probably no good either. Now, based on the information you gave me, that seems to be the case. Alright, you can go about your business."

The sea lilies by the shore were even more unexpected.

Saying it so casually, it's clear that the Grim Reaper doesn't take this kind of strongman in the island nation's political arena seriously at all.

It's not a wise move to provoke politicians with such far-reaching consequences.

Aren't you afraid of angering them and getting exposed?

However, she knew what she should and shouldn't ask as a subordinate, and that the Grim Reaper must have his own reasons for doing so.

She stopped talking.

"Yes."

Han Chuan You disconnected the two of them.

Having such a thoughtful subordinate is so convenient.

He truly never expected that he would unintentionally disturb the nest of those insects.

Since they've come to him, he'll naturally have to give them a good lesson and teach them a profound one.

Having made up his mind, he got out of the bathtub, dried himself off, and walked out of the bathroom.

"Mizuki, would you like to feel your little brother's body after he's just come out of the bath?"

"Get lost."

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