No one understands the laws of Collider better than me.

Upon hearing this, Takagi finally wiped away her tears and carefully peered through the flames into the car, only to find that there was no one inside, not even the driver's seat.

"what happened?"

"It's simple. I originally intended to defuse the bomb by myself, but I didn't expect it to be so sensitive that it almost hurt me."

Suddenly, Kitahara Masaki's voice came from behind Takagi, startling him. He only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that it was Kitahara Masaki.

"Senior, are you not injured?"

"No, it's just that the dust kicked up by the bomb got on my suit."

Kitahara Masaki dusted off his suit, tossed Ito into Takagi's hands, and said:

"Next, Takagi and I will be responsible for escorting the prisoners, and we will go back in SAT's armored personnel carriers."

"clear."

After waving to all his colleagues, Kitahara Masaki's gloomy expression was hidden in the firelight.

Kitahara Masaki initially viewed them as just an ordinary criminal organization, but their current actions have really angered him.

This time it was a car bomb; who knows what they'll do next? Looks like we need to deal with these clueless bastards quickly.

"Ito, what do you think? Should I just leave you here?"

It was just a joke, but it scared the gangster so much that he knelt on the ground.

Kitahara Masaki took a picture of him and said:

"This photo would be great for a funeral portrait. It has a very hip-hop style."

"Hip-hop style?"

"It makes you laugh and giggle after watching it."

Chapter 62 Second-Generation Nationalities

"So you're saying they're after you because of the bounty?"

"What else! The Metropolitan Police Department raised the bounty to ten million. Who wouldn't be tempted by that? I happened to run into a few of them when I was looking for a place to live in Tokyo, but they ended up with such a miserable fate."

The officer in charge of the interrogation remained expressionless. After all, no one would give a kind look to a criminal who had almost killed them. No matter how tragic his ordeal was, it couldn't compare to the ordinary people he had harmed.

According to Ito's confession, his real name is Suga Tomio, he is 48 years old this year, and he was the president of a small company. The company went bankrupt due to the financial crisis, and he had no other choice but to engage in yakuza activities (this part has been marked as questionable).

He then said that he joined the Noguchi-gumi three years ago, which was a branch of the Suminoe Club, like a subsidiary company. But basically, it's a system where you take the blame and share the profits.

The Noguchi-gumi controlled a freight company and a small telecommunications company. Their usual business was to transport contraband to headquarters and open new phone cards for people at headquarters, all of which were used for criminal purposes.

"That's enough. Nobody wants to hear your obviously fabricated lies! Tell me honestly what you did in the Noguchi-gumi and why you became the leader of the Noguchi-gumi!"

Tomohiro Suga, using the alias Ito, scratched his head, smiled, and then said:

"Since the laws targeting organized crime were enacted, life has become increasingly difficult for our yakuza groups—"

"It's good for the people that you're suffering! Don't try to play the victim here. Even in court, no one will pity you! Think about the stolen money in your suitcase. Who will believe what you're saying? So tell me the truth."

Inspector Megure had seen too many guys who said they would never do it again but secretly wanted to pull off one last heist, so he interrupted him directly, not giving him any chance to go off-topic, and tried to get him to confess something of real significance today.

“Ahem, officer—that money was all earned through my hard work. Calling it stolen money sounds too harsh. I said we were struggling because of the historical context. It was because of this context that I became the head of the Noguchi-gumi.”

Tell me in detail!

"Hahaha, it's funny to think about it now. I never imagined that someone who was supposed to be the leader of the Noguchi-gumi would lose face because of a woman's honey trap, and then die from an infection because the dagger was not clean when he cut off his little finger."

All the police officers in charge of the interrogation took a deep breath, just as they were about to interrupt his joke, when the supervisor outside the one-way window received the documents. After seeing the records, he suddenly felt that maybe this guy was telling the truth.

Because in the records of the Fourth Investigation Division, there was indeed a gangster who died in such a humiliating way, and because he voluntarily harmed himself, the police could only classify it as suicide.

This outrageous case almost made Kitahara Masaki lose his composure, because it was so ridiculous that it reminded him of medieval surgical records—a doctor swiftly cut off a patient's leg, and the patient died the next day from infection; his assistant had his finger accidentally cut off by him and also died from infection; the third victim was a spectator watching the surgery who was stabbed in the groin between the legs by the doctor and died of shock from fear.

This surgery, with a mortality rate as high as 300%, has now become a source of chaotic suicides for gangsters. Therefore, without genuine knowledge, one should not casually perform surgery on others or oneself.

"And then! Because of his death, you became the leader of the Noguchi-gumi?"

"No, no, no, it's not that simple. I went to his house afterwards to greet his family warmly, and then his family gave me the bank account number and password he left behind. I then transferred the money to headquarters..."

"Hmph, greetings... No need to make blackmail and intimidation sound so nice. In short, you proved your money-making ability to headquarters, which is why they made you a team leader."

Upon hearing this story about the Noguchi-gumi, Takagi asked in a low voice:

"Kitahara-senpai, the people of the Suminoe-kai are so cold-blooded, treating even their own members' families like this. Doesn't anyone want to quit?"

"Since the laws targeting riot groups were introduced, many large organized crime groups have been blacklisted by the police. Basically, even if their members utter a few words of provocation, they can be arrested and taken to the police station on charges of disorderly conduct. Therefore, large riot groups are now rare. Nowadays, organized crime is carried out by a small number of people to carry out some kind of plan to evade police surveillance. So, these people who are gathered together simply for profit don't care about these things at all, as long as they can make money."

Turning our attention back to Ito—no, wait, Suga Tomoo—he seemed rather smug, and said:

"That's right, it's because my ability to make money was appreciated, so the boss made me the leader of the Noguchi-gumi."

"So what have you done since becoming a team leader?"

"Well, in short, it's about expanding our business. Officer, you know how tough things are these days, so we've thoughtfully prepared automated loan machines for office workers. We also offer various small loans, all of which are my creations."

Heh, Kitahara Masaki scoffed at this. Various new types of lending had long been exploited by the underworld, but they were all basically the same. Anyway, they never thought that their target group could repay the loan, so the underworld could take over the fixed assets, companies, and even wives and daughters of these debtors at a very low cost.

"Oh, so you're a loan company, why are you suddenly planning to develop new drugs?"

"Ah—you mean that matter? Actually, I didn't want to do it either, but it was an order from headquarters. As a member of society, I have to do it even if I don't want to."

Kitahara Masaki, seeing Suga Tomoo's troubled expression, spoke to Inspector Megure through his earpiece:

"What is he hiding? A profit-driven group like theirs wouldn't suddenly have a branch of the Noguchi-gumi, which handles simple businesses like transportation and lending, operating a new drug. Inspector Megure, ask more questions about the details, such as the source of the goods, the cost, the price, and the contact person."

As expected, when it came to price, the price that Tomoo Suga mentioned was significantly lower than the current market price. It didn't seem like he wanted to make a profit at all; rather, it seemed like he wanted to compete for market share.

"Well, I guess the people at headquarters were scared off. Drugs sold on the dark web can be delivered directly to your door, and you can choose any type you want. You can even negotiate the price online. Originally, an organization wanted to cooperate with headquarters, but headquarters refused to give up its resources. Heh, I guess the higher-ups couldn't reach an agreement, so they just dumped the burden on us."

"That organization, what kind of organization is that?"

Kitahara Masaki didn't react much. After all, this kind of behavior couldn't possibly belong to the Black Organization. Neither Gin nor Kitahara Masaki himself cared about the resources of the yakuza or violent groups.

"Uh, I heard it from an acquaintance at headquarters. That organization is called Tsukuyomi."

Upon hearing this name, Kitahara Masaki got goosebumps all over. They really dared to use such a chuunibyou (delusional) name. It seems that chuunibyou is flowing in the blood of Japanese people.

Chapter 63 They're going further and further down the path of courting death.

"Are you familiar with this organization called Tsukuyomi?"

"I have absolutely no clue. After all, they broke ties with our organization very quickly, so I can't find any information about them at all. But from what I can tell, their organization seems to be a computer-related group, because it's them..."

At this point, Tomohiro Suga's face darkened, and the handcuffs rattled incessantly as he spoke.

"A computer? How did you figure that out?"

"Heh, after our Noguchi-gumi bypassed them and entered the pharmaceutical industry, a list of debtors disappeared from my computer. They could have done it without leaving a trace, but they did it just to show us what they were doing."

He took a big gulp of water and continued:

“We initially planned to find a skilled hacker to locate all of Tsukuyomi’s people, but because those Rossans kidnapped people on the street in broad daylight, our deal was exposed to the police. The channels I had painstakingly established were completely destroyed for such a ridiculous reason. Because of this incident, the plan to take revenge on Tsukuyomi has been postponed indefinitely.”

"And then—they plotted to blow up the Metropolitan Police Department, just so we could find you all?"

"What else? Now that you've arrested all of our Noguchi-gumi members, even though the police don't have any evidence that Suminoe committed any crimes, they'll keep a close eye on them. That way, Tsukuyomi's goal will be achieved."

Kitahara Masaki pondered his confession. If Suga Tomio was truly the only member of the Noguchi-gumi who knew that the Tsukuyomi organization had once considered cooperating with the Suminoe-kai, then there would be a motive for setting up such a large scheme to eliminate Suga Tomio. However... ordinary criminal organizations wouldn't be this crazy.

This just doesn't make sense, no matter how you try to explain it.

What followed was basically him confessing to his crimes within the Noguchi-gumi. Kitahara Masaki was too lazy to listen any further, since he figured he could just hand the list over to Gin after learning his name. After all, this organization might very well turn their hatred towards me because I ruined their plans.

"Hey, how's it going? Any updates from the intelligence department?"

"We still need to investigate at this stage. It's obvious that the Tsukuyomi organization doesn't want to conduct transactions in the open, which is why they plan to cooperate with the Suminoe-kai and conduct transactions through the dark web. Anyway, I'll have someone investigate thoroughly. You just continue to gather intelligence from the Metropolitan Police Department and the Public Security Bureau. We'll find a few media outlets that have no connection with us to create momentum for you and speed up your infiltration of the Public Security Bureau."

Gin seems to have tasted the sweetness of being an undercover agent, spending money without hesitation and not taking it seriously at all.

However, this is not something Kitahara Masaki needs to worry about; it can be said that the Metropolitan Police Department's bombing case has come to an end.

On his way home, Kitahara Masaki was surprised to see that the dessert shop where Amuro Tooru worked part-time was still lit up.

"Is this place still open?"

"Of course! Officer Kitahara, please come in!"

Even though the female shop manager's makeup couldn't hide her thick dark circles, Kitahara Masaki still followed her into the shop because of her enthusiastic manner.

"Officer Kitahara, have something warm to drink first."

The store manager brought out a hot drink, as if it had been prepared in advance.

Kitahara Masaki wasn't worried about what might be inside. He had already tested the poison countless times during the training sessions, and he also had the corresponding antidote in his pocket.

"Hmm—it's really nice to have a hot drink after working so late. By the way, manager, why are you still open so late tonight?"

"Hehe, one of our employees sent me a text message saying he saw a big police operation in Ginza, and I thought you would definitely be there to direct it, Officer Kitahara, so I left the shop open to wait for you."

"Ahem, I appreciate your kind offer, store manager, but I must tell you that I already have a girlfriend."

Kitahara Masaki didn't dislike these female fans who idolized him, so he didn't want to hear any news about them causing bad consequences because of their obsession with idols.

"Don't worry, Officer Kitahara, we already knew you had a girlfriend."

"Well, I'm also very loyal in relationships."

"Yes! We know that too."

No, can you really tell that from a carefully edited video?

"So, store manager, our relationship is simply that of customer and store manager. That's what I mean."

"Can't we just be friends?"

"Friendship between men and women only becomes purer when both parties are ugly."

"Haha, so can this be considered a compliment?"

The pressure is immense. All I wanted was a dessert and to go home and sleep. Why am I being tortured like this again? Is it my fault for being handsome and capable?

After finishing her overtime work, Kitahara Maki was bombarded with questions, but in the end, she was given free dessert, so they forgave her. It was definitely not because she wanted to go home and sleep.

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"This man's physical abilities and reflexes are practically monstrous, aren't they?"