Only I Follow the Law: An Unorthodox Tokyo Cultivation Routine.

William Jones, a senior intelligence investigator under the U.S. Department of Defense and a U.S. Army colonel, graduated from West Point and later joined the intelligence system. He has an extremely keen intelligence sense and can directly liaise with the Pentagon's Joint Chiefs of Staff.

This trip to the island nation was a lucrative opportunity for him; no one would question his progress, since he wasn't responsible to the island nation anyway.

His task was very simple: to find out whether any new weapons might alter the regional balance of power and to probe the enemy's strength.

Whether or not it can be found out is not important.

As long as there is a possibility that it will be included in the report, he can apply to Congress for a large special grant.

The reason is simple: the United States must not allow China to surpass it in the field of military technology.

As for who ultimately pocketed those funds, nobody cared. Anyway, he got a share, the naval base that provided support got a share, and the scientists who accompanied and participated in the research got a share.

Whether it will ultimately be used for research into new weapons is anyone's guess; it's certainly not something Congress would worry about.

However, he still had to put on a good show. Based on his research on these cases before he came, the so-called Grim Reaper was very likely related to the Super Soldier program.

The United States has also made some investments in this field. Although a lot of funds have been embezzled, it has accumulated a certain amount of technical reserves over the years.

This may be the first direct confrontation between two major powers in this field, with the island nation as the battlefield.

A car slowly came to a stop beside the runway. Deputy Commissioner Toshiro Hirano of the Metropolitan Police Department was the first to get out of the car, followed by Tsukasa Tanaka and several other high-ranking officials of the Metropolitan Police Department.

William's rank wasn't high enough for the Deputy Commissioner of the Metropolitan Police Department to personally greet him, but as this joint operation between the two countries concerning death was taking the matter seriously, Toshiro Hirano, the second-in-command of the Metropolitan Police Department, still planned to come in person.

Upon seeing these Western faces, Toshiro Hirano smiled kindly and extended his hand to William, who was leading the group.

"Welcome, welcome! You must be tired from your long journey. On behalf of the Metropolitan Police Department, we extend our sincerest greetings to you."

After waiting for so many days, the American investigation team finally arrived in Tokyo. The Metropolitan Police Department has been criticized and trending on social media several times during this period, and it can finally catch its breath a little.

William nodded: "Hello, we will need your cooperation in our future operations."

"Of course, we will cooperate fully."

Hirano Toshiro smiled and turned to introduce Tanaka Tsukasa to him.

"This is our Metropolitan Police Department's best detective, and also the head of the Death Task Force. He will be assisting you in your operations from now on. If you need anything, you can have him relay it to us."

Hello.

Tanaka Tsukasa gave a brief introduction of himself.

William shook hands with him and said, "I understand. It's getting late, we need to rest."

Hirano Toshiro immediately nodded: "The car is this way, please."

In the car, Hirano Toshiro sat in the passenger seat, glanced through the rearview mirror at the American soldiers in the back who were scrolling through their phones and yawning, and carefully began to speak:

"Considering that you have come from a long way and must be tired, would you like us to arrange some small activities to help you relax?"

William leaned back in his chair, closing his eyes to rest. He showed little interest in what was being said, but the soldiers accompanying him behind him instantly brightened up, exchanging knowing glances with each other.

William knew them all too well, and casually reminded them, "James, you guys go ahead, but remember to take it easy."

"Good boss!"

The weariness on their faces vanished, replaced by a suppressed, slightly excited smile.

Upon arriving at the hotel, the soldiers, without any hesitation, put their arms around Hirano Toshiro's shoulders and made some small requests in hushed tones.

Upon hearing this, Hirano Toshiro's expression stiffened slightly, and a subtle, strange glint flashed in his eyes.

It's said that Americans prefer voluptuous and plump women, but these women, whether they've been repressed for too long at home or want to experience a different kind of Eastern woman, actually specifically requested younger women.

Hirano Toshiro was silent for two seconds, then quickly resumed his charming and shrewd smile.

He happened to know a business owner who had access to shady dealings, so he took out his phone and readily connected the two parties.

Regardless of whether this matter is in accordance with regulations or not, he only needs to ensure that the investigation team is satisfied, as there will be many more opportunities to rely on them in the future.

Even if it means sacrificing a few ordinary citizens for the sake of the country, it would be an honor for them.

Watching the soldiers excitedly climb into the car, Hirano Toshiro opened the car door, sat in the back seat, and instructed the driver to head back home.

Inside the vehicle, the three American soldiers looked unusually excited.

"Hey James, I didn't know you had this kind of hobby. I never would have guessed."

The soldier named James wasn't embarrassed at all and laughed heartily:

"Isn't it because those local girls are tired of playing around and want to try something younger but don't have the chance, and it's easier to get in? We don't have to worry about the island nation, they can't judge us, and aren't you the same?"

"We're really lucky to have been given this mission to the island nation. I'm going to have a blast tonight!"

"Yes, that's it!"

The car was filled with laughter and chatter as they sped towards their destination.

Chapter 98 Who summoned Death to their door?

Shingo Mori is the president and manager of Sogetsu Agency.

Cangyue Agency is publicly positioned as a small but beautiful underground idol agency, focusing on the image of a pure, healing, girl-next-door type, and has several underground idol groups under its umbrella.

Our business includes idol training, performances, fan meetings, online live streaming, and the production of fan-oriented singles and music videos.

However, these seemingly legitimate profit-making projects could not satisfy Mori Shingo's appetite. Deeper gray and black industries were already commonplace in the underground idol industry.

The spending power of those fanatical fan groups, formed through manipulation, goes far beyond what's already generated; he won't let easy money slip by.

For example, the coupons for rubbing each other at fan meetings, the intimate photos at special events, the even more explicit photos of sharing a bed, and one-on-one guidance from idols are all products they sell.

Even the exclusive nighttime date privileges auctioned by fans only require a few hundred thousand yen to arrange a safe and confidential meeting, and what they do then is not up to them to refuse.

Because, as early as when they harbored the dream of becoming idols surrounded by admirers and signed that contract with their guardians with a penalty of tens of millions of yen, they had already become the targets of Mori Shingo's exploitation.

These girls only receive a monthly salary of around 100,000 yen, which is less than half the monthly salary of an average office worker. They have to bear their own daily expenses, such as transportation, clothing, and makeup.

Through layers of exploitation by the company, these seemingly glamorous idols are always in debt, and therefore, even more unable to escape their control.

Tonight, Shingo Mori received a call from Toshiro Hirano. Upon hearing that the client was an important figure visiting from the United States, his spirits lifted.

If they could use this opportunity to curry favor with some important figure and make Cangyue Agency their go-to place for visiting American officials to relieve stress, their business might just take off.

After all, the so-called Commissioner Smith was not just a figurehead.

They could easily make up a name like "psychological counseling and assistance for stationed soldiers," submit a bill, and make a fortune for either side.

As for what those girls who were sent there would experience, that was never within his consideration.

Thinking of this, Mori Shingo dialed his subordinate's number and gave the order:

"Keep those youngest girls who just joined tonight. Let them officially start performing... Make sure they entertain the guests properly and there are absolutely no mishaps... Never mind, I'll go myself."

After a moment's thought, considering the need to cultivate good relationships and his lack of trust in his subordinates, Mori Shingo decided to go in person.

Kabukicho, Shinjuku-ku, Tokyo.

Neon lights flickered incessantly in the night, and signs piled up on top of each other, crowding the building facades. Lights of various colors transformed the streets into a bizarre and surreal world.

Besides being a place easily associated with sex trafficking, this area is also a stage where countless underground idol groups have poured their sweat and dreams into their work. Many groups that are now somewhat famous have poured their sweat into the livehouses in this neighborhood.

Tonight, Hanchuan You went out to carry out his "Death God" business but came up empty-handed.

He sighed; this was probably the reality that every self-employed individual had to face.

He didn't understand why his door-to-door service had always received zero negative reviews, was highly efficient, and offered a complete turnkey service, making him a true role model in the industry.

As for why those customers have zero negative reviews, that's none of your business. But why are all those guys who should be judged closing down tonight?

I'm on the verge of losing my job.

After feeling depressed, Han Chuan You went to a livehouse to watch the girls perform and soothe his wounded heart.

The ticket cost 2,500 yen, but getting it for free made me feel great.

Although the idol girls on stage can't compare to the girls around us, they are already considered above average among ordinary people, and their energetic demeanor is quite heartwarming.

As the last idol group's performance came to an end, Yuu Hanchuan prepared to leave.

However, as soon as I turned around and my gaze swept across the crowd, the subtitles in front of me suddenly changed.

[A heretical organization, Ling Le Fang, has been discovered. They deceive naive young girls to extort money from them, and are utterly despicable...]

His gaze fell on the man who flashed by in the corner and walked towards the backstage.

This was truly an unexpected bonus.

He slowly withdrew from the crowd, came to a secluded corner, and gradually disappeared, silently following behind.

At this moment, the girls from the Pureheart Up team had just finished their performance for the evening.

In the backstage dressing room, the three of them, still in their stage makeup, slumped on folding chairs, recovering their strength.

"Ugh, I'm so tired. I work so hard every day, and I only make so little money each month. It's not nearly enough."

The one speaking was the team leader, Misaki Uchida. She was wiping the remaining makeup from the corner of her eyes in front of a small mirror, her tone full of complaint.

"It's better than drinking with those stinky old men, right?"

Sitting in the corner, Yuna Kawashima curled her legs up in the chair, rested her chin on her knees, and spoke in a muffled voice.

I joined the firm because my mother couldn't support three children on her own. She had to send part of her salary home every month, but now she can't even support herself with that money.

"If I had known that underground idol groups weren't as glamorous as they usually appear, I wouldn't have joined."

The youngest member, Maki Kuroki, lowered her head, her eyelashes fluttering, and her voice grew softer and softer.

The three of them fell silent, and an indescribable sense of oppression filled the air.

The agent, Maki Kubo, walked over from the other end of the corridor. He had worked at the Azure Moon Agency for six years and was very familiar with the procedures ahead.

Tonight marks the final step for these newly debuted girls as they descend into depravity. Like other underground idol groups, they will become nothing more than tools for making money.

"You've worked hard."

Kubo Maki clapped his hands and gave a business-like smile.

"You did a great job tonight, especially Misaki. Three fans are very interested in you tonight and need your help to entertain them. The president will also be there, so remember to cooperate well."

Upon hearing this, the three exchanged glances, a sense of foreboding rising in their hearts.

Last week, at the same time, in the same place, and with the same gentle yet irresistible tone, Kubo Maki led the three of them to the company's reception room.

The president was waiting there, along with two unfamiliar middle-aged men who were sponsors. They said they wanted to see a more private side of their idol and discuss a deeper collaboration.

As for how deep the encounter went, it was during the drinking session when those two older men touched me inappropriately and took advantage of me quite a bit.

Although I received a decent amount of money afterward, it still made me feel disgusted.

However, they had absolutely no reason to refuse.

If they refuse, they are highly likely to be sidelined until their contracts expire, and ultimately be completely abandoned by the industry.

They may fall into debt as a result, or even be resold to places that don't even need the fig leaf of being an idol.

At such a young age, they have already witnessed the darkest side of society.

Han Chuan You hid in the shadows and witnessed everything that happened.

These three girls were the group that danced the most energetically on stage just now. Their stage presence was excellent, and they left a very good impression on him.

I never expected to encounter something like this.

Is it an unspoken rule? Such things are not uncommon in island nations. The Japanese entertainment industry, especially the field of child stars, has always been a hotbed of sexual assault scandals.

The Johnny Kitagawa case, spanning half a century, has resulted in thousands of victims, including the renowned Takuya Kimura.

Such a massive case was hidden for half a century, which shows how deep the water was, not to mention the members of these underground idol groups.

He didn't act rashly, intending to follow them and wipe them all out.

Looks like I'll have to work overtime again tonight.

The three women were led away by Maki Kubo to a black Toyota Alphard.

The car left Shinjuku, and Yuu followed behind, heading towards Roppongi.

On the bus, Kubo Maki gave some instructions.

"You're entertaining some big shots tonight, so some extreme behavior is normal. You'd better not resist. You'll get a lot of money afterwards."

Upon hearing this, the three women felt an even stronger sense of foreboding.

Misaki Uchida's expression showed some fear:

"Isn't it to accompany someone for drinks?"