The Tokyo Police Journey Begins with the Ability to See Evil Thoughts

That night, Sanbonsugi Kogyo Co., Ltd.

At the mahogany table, the man put down his cigar, looked at Kamiya Gen sitting diagonally opposite him, and said:

"I still don't understand. Inspector Kamiya went to so much trouble to get our help, only to end up doing this kind of thing?"

The man's name was Matsumoto Teng, and he was a low-ranking member of the yakuza organization "Sanbonshige".

Two weeks ago, Kamiya Gen found him. He originally thought that the police inspector had caught his subordinates doing dirty work, but he didn't expect that the other party just wanted him to help find a deserted house.

After these days of investigation, he realized that this young police inspector had turned that place into a place for vigilante justice.

"Matsumoto, don't ask questions you shouldn't ask."

Kamiya Gen used a bamboo skewer to put an apple in his mouth, chewed a few times, and continued, "How's it going? How's the preparation for those things I asked you to do progressing?"

Noticing that Matsumoto was about to pick up the cigar on the table again, he frowned and added,

"Wait, what are you pretending for? Anyone who didn't know better would think your loan company makes a fortune every month. The guy sitting across from me isn't some small fry, he's the boss of 'Three Shirts'."

A fleeting look of embarrassment crossed Matsumoto's face, which quickly vanished as he dropped his feigned politeness and chuckled.

"It's almost all settled, but I'm wondering if you could lend me a hand too, since I've helped the inspector with so much..."

"I have no obligation to help you," Kamiya Gen said, extending his finger. "But I do have an obligation to capture you."

Matsumoto Teng's lips twitched slightly, but he did not answer.

"Don't try to threaten me with what happened in that empty house. If we spent more time together, you'd know I'm not someone who can be threatened."

Kamiya Gen spoke up.

"I understand." Matsumoto Teng lowered his head.

"However..."

Kamiya Gen stood up, smiled slightly, and said, "It depends on the situation. If you need any help, Matsumoto, just let me know. I'll try my best to help, depending on my mood. Of course, I can't do anything illegal or disorderly. I am a policeman, after all. I'll be going now. No need to see me off."

—What kind of police officer acts like this?

Matsumoto Teng thought to himself, but didn't dare to say it aloud. He got up and saw Kamiya Gen off.

After the other party left, he summoned his subordinates and inquired about the matters that had been arranged earlier.

"Boss, you've asked several times already," the underling replied with a troubled expression. "It was settled this afternoon, but those people seem a bit reluctant. I don't know how many people will be able to show up..."

"If they're unwilling, give them money, or waive their membership fees for three months."

Matsumoto Teng said without hesitation.

"Three months? Is it really necessary, boss? That's the brothers' food money, just for a cop..."

"Harada, do you know why I haven't promoted you despite you've been in the club for so long?"

"have no idea."

"Because you have no brains."

Matsumoto Teng recalled what he had seen and heard over the past few days.

He had seen the situation inside that house; in just a few days, Takahashi Toru had been tortured to the point of wishing he were dead. This policeman in front of him was definitely not a kind person.

Sanbensugi is indeed quite influential in Shibuya, but among yakuza, let alone a small boss like Matsumoto with only a few dozen men under his command.

Even if the gang leader came in person, he would have to give Kamiya Gen some face.

A 25-year-old police inspector is highly valuable anywhere.

Anyone with a modicum of common sense should know that this kind of person is absolutely not someone to be trifled with.

Moreover, the other party has already relented, saying that they can ask for help if needed.

Making friends with such a young, capable, and ruthless policeman would only bring him benefits, not harm.

……

After leaving the company, Kamiya Gen slowly returned to his dormitory.

He had already stopped the bleeding for Takahashi when he left. Judging from the situation, the other party wouldn't die for several days. Even if there were special circumstances and he died prematurely, it would be God's good fortune to the scumbag.

However, Kamiya Gen seriously doubts whether there is such a thing as "God".

If that were true, why would they ask themselves to punish Takahashi Toru?

Making contact with the underworld and uncovering their secrets to use as leverage to manipulate them into doing things that are difficult for him to do is quite troublesome—because of this, Kamiya Gen hasn't had a proper rest for half a month.

"Where did Kamiya-kun go? Why are you only coming back now? You took half a month off because of your back injury, and you just spent it running around all day?"

A slightly resentful voice rang out. Kamiya Gen looked up and saw that it was Kiha Yuzu standing at the dormitory door, staring at him.

"Inspector Kihachi, are you still working overtime at this hour?" Kamiya Gen wanted to change the subject.

"I can't sleep, and I have something to tell you." Mu Heyou's tone was firm.

"What?"

Having spent some time with her, Kamiya Gen had already figured out that he could never escape what this girl wanted to say.

If this isn't resolved tonight, Muheyou might come and block the door early tomorrow morning.

"Ms. Suzuki stabbed you in the back. Even though you have told your superiors that you will not pursue the matter, she will definitely not escape legal punishment because it happened in front of so many reporters. I have asked around, and because of the impact of public opinion, the verdict will begin soon. It is currently scheduled for the day after tomorrow."

"We anticipated this, so what?"

As Kamiya Gen asked, he walked up the steps, and thinking that she might not be able to finish speaking in a short time, he simply pulled over a wooden chair from the side and sat down.

Unlike a month ago, Shibuya is now just dry and cold; as long as you wrap yourself in a coat, you won't feel much of a chill.

"Didn't we agree that when you went to see her today, you should have told her to follow the police's instructions? Why didn't it work?"

Muheyou also found a chair, sat down next to him, and continued speaking.

"I only found out this afternoon that she still doesn't agree to have a public interest lawyer arranged for her. I've already said that even though it's a public interest case, I will definitely find the best lawyer for her."

In fact, when Kamiya Gen met Suzuki Shizue, he had already forgotten about this incident.

Moreover, even if Muheyou could arrange the best lawyer for her, Kamiya Gen still didn't think he had much of a chance on such an obvious case of "attempted murder".

Keep in mind, the other party pulled out a knife in front of cameras from all the well-known reporters in Shibuya.

Even if the law later determines that Takahashi Toru is the murderer and Suzuki Shizue is the mother seeking revenge for her daughter, she will still have to go to jail.

Not to mention, Takahashi Toru has now been publicly identified as an "innocent civilian" and left Shibuya because he couldn't withstand the pressure of public opinion...

To many, Shizue Suzuki was just a madwoman who dared to kill someone with a knife in front of the police station.

"Say something, Kamiya-kun. If she keeps refusing legal representation, she'll definitely go to jail."

Muheyou nudged Kamiya Gen's shoulder with her finger, interrupting his thoughts.

Looking at her exhausted little face, Kamiya Gen smiled and said:

"Don't worry about this matter. I have my own plans regarding Suzuki Shizue's trial."

It was still a bit chilly outside, so he stood up, dusted himself off, and went upstairs.

"It's just a defense, nothing more. It's that simple."