Tokyo Three Generations

She ignored most of the messages, scrolled through her friends' page, and found an account with the nickname "SK".

The Romanized spelling of Sakura Kenji is Sakura Kenji.

By this time, that account had already left her several messages.

She didn't know what she would face next, but she knew she had no other choice.

She took a deep breath, carefully typed a few lines, and then pressed the send button.

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At this moment, the Takasaki residence was still shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere.

Both Hiroshi Takasaki and Kenji Sakura were going crazy, frantically making phone calls and trying to find out about the Kuroshima Office and the Special Investigation Department from various sources.

However, because the event was rushed, the information from all sides was fragmented, which not only failed to help them understand the truth, but also made them even more confused.

At this anxious moment, Kenji Sakura suddenly noticed that his phone seemed to shake twice. He looked up and saw the message that had been sent from the other end.

"gentlemen!"

After reading it, his eyes lit up with excitement, and he shouted to Takasaki Hiroshi, "That woman sent me a message!"

"What?" Hiroya Takasaki's eyes widened immediately.

“The woman hasn’t been arrested yet. She’s hiding in a safe house and asking us for help,” Kenji Sakura said, handing his phone to his father.

Hiroshi Takasaki grabbed the phone and carefully read the message.

"That's great..." he breathed a sigh of relief.

Chizuru Nagasaki was the agent in the Kuroshima office who directly liaised with them. If she hadn't been arrested, then the situation wouldn't have reached the point of no return.

Moreover, based on the information currently available, the owner of the Kuroshima office is still at large.

A feeling of utter exhaustion, as if he had just escaped death, made him almost collapse onto the sofa.

However, he quickly became nervous again.

Just because Nagasaki Chizuru hasn't been arrested yet doesn't mean she won't be in the future; danger is always hanging over her head.

Moreover, who knows what other information the District Attorney's Office has now obtained?

Therefore, we must take control of the situation.

“That woman is asking us for help,” he muttered to himself.

“Yes.” Kenji Sakura nodded.

"How shameless! They're the ones who messed everything up, yet they still have the nerve to ask me for help..." Takasaki Hiroshi sneered. "And is this really asking me for help, or am I forced to help them?"

Although he was smiling on the surface, his eyes had lost all warmth, and his face was filled with a fierce light, like a wild beast that had torn off its mask of hypocrisy.

“It’s truly despicable,” Kenji Sakura continued to agree.

"But no matter what, at least for now, we must lend a helping hand and absolutely not let her fall into the hands of the District Prosecutor's Office." After venting his anger, Takasaki Hiroshi calmed down again.

Then, as if afraid that his secretary might not understand, he emphasized it again.

"We absolutely cannot let her fall into the hands of the District Attorney's Office."

Kenji Sakura, of course, understood what his boss meant, and he continued to nod knowingly.

"I understand, I'll arrange it as soon as possible."

"Don't rush..." Takasaki Hiroshi waved his hand, stopping his subordinates from acting rashly. "Now is not the time to make a move. That woman is not stupid. Who knows what other tricks she has up her sleeve? Let's sound her out first. We need to wait until the situation becomes clear before deciding what to do."

"Yes!"

After giving instructions to his subordinates, Takasaki Hiroshi fell into deep thought again.

This matter is too important; he must do everything in his power to extinguish any potential fires.

This is not only about saving his own political reputation, but also about saving his family's name.

Therefore, he had to use the most reliable and trustworthy person.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally decided to let his son go with Kenji Sakura to deal with the matter.

He thought this way not only because his son was the most trustworthy, but also because his son's performance in the "Toyokawa Rebellion" had impressed him.

He instinctively believed that Jun Takasaki would certainly live up to his expectations.

Son…it’s too early, but it’s time for you to gradually learn the real “family skills.” He sighed inwardly, then got up and walked from the living room to Takasaki Jun’s bedroom.

He was initially worried that his son was already asleep, but the closer he got to the bedroom, the more the game's background music jingled into his ears.

He frowned, but this wasn't the time to worry about that, so he raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Hey kid! Open the door! I have something very important to tell you!"

Jun Takasaki, who was engrossed in playing a game, was a little annoyed when he heard his father's call. However, he sensed something was off about his father's tone; it wasn't his father's usual way of speaking.

Weren't we all in high spirits this afternoon? How did things suddenly change so drastically?

With some doubt, he closed the game and went to the door to open it.

"Dad, what happened?"

Hiroshi Takasaki wasn't in the mood for small talk, so he went straight to the point: "Son, an emergency has occurred today, and I need your help."

Jun Takasaki was somewhat puzzled, as he rarely saw his father so serious, but he still nodded slightly.

"Please speak."

So, Hiroshi Takasaki briefly explained the situation of the Kuroshima office to his son.

As he spoke, Hiroshi Takasaki kept a close eye on Jun Takasaki's expression.

Faced with such a major event, he originally thought his son would panic, but to his surprise, he was so calm that his expression did not change at all.

This demeanor really has the same air as his father… He nodded to himself.

After listening, Jun Takasaki pondered the information for a moment, then quickly came to a conclusion, "So, Dad, do you want me to help you handle the Kuroshima Agency's related cases?"

“Yes. This matter involves our family's finances, and it cannot be allowed to be pried into by outsiders, so I can only rely on you and Kenji.” Takasaki Hiroshi nodded slightly. “I won’t say anything more, I trust you.”

“Okay, I understand.” Jun Takasaki nodded and didn’t ask any more questions. “Then I’ll go with Kenji now.”

After a pause, he added, "Please wait while I change my clothes."

After saying that, he immediately turned around and went back to the bedside, changed out of his pajamas and put on a coat.

Seeing his son's decisive action, Takasaki Hiroshi nodded approvingly.

Then, he gently patted his son on the shoulder.

"You're better than me..."

After changing his clothes, Jun Takasaki followed Kenji Sakura to his garage.

Representative Takasaki's official car is a Toyota Crown, which follows the trend. He also owns a Mercedes-Benz registered under someone else's name as his private car. However, due to the special circumstances today, neither car is suitable, so he used another inconspicuous Toyota Yaris (which is also registered under someone else's name).

After the two got into the car, Kenji Sakura sped away with his young master.

Along the way, while driving, Kenji Sakura briefly introduced him to Chizuru Nagasaki's situation, as well as the general working relationship between his family and Kuroshima Agency.

Jun Takasaki listened quietly, then asked another question. "Is it just the two of us who came?"

“Of course not.” Kenji Sakura shook his head. “After receiving the call, I found a reliable middleman. He has already made arrangements with the yakuza and they are all guarding outside the apartment building, maintaining 24-hour surveillance. They will definitely not let that woman escape again.”

Then, as if remembering something, Kenji Sakura solemnly warned Jun Takasaki, "Also, in the future, you don't need to ask any questions about this kind of thing, and you shouldn't even see them. Just let me handle everything for you. They are the scum of society, and you can't dirty your hands."

“Okay.” Jun Takasaki seemed to have a sudden realization and nodded in agreement.

During the heyday of the yakuza in the 70s and 80s, many politicians, driven by greed for money and votes, often disregarded the shady dealings of these individuals and actively associated with them. However, as infighting within the yakuza groups intensified and violent incidents became more frequent, the government introduced the "Anti-Organized Crime Law," and these individuals' reputations among the public became utterly infamous.

Therefore, having public dealings with yakuza groups has become a taboo for politicians, and no one would do it.

However, when it comes to dirty and wet jobs, politicians often find themselves unable to do without these useful social dregs.

Therefore, "middlemen" who can communicate between politicians and yakuza groups have become a necessity.

The middleman is the first firewall, and Kenji Sakura is the second firewall. He told Jun Takasaki not to ask anything, which is equivalent to doing nothing.

As the two were talking, the car sped along the road, the ever-burning lights of Tokyo reflected on the car window, creating unpredictable shadows.

Jun Takasaki doesn't know what to do next, but he knows one thing—he has an inescapable responsibility to protect his family's reputation.

18. Killing Intent

After contacting Kenji Sakura, Chizuru Nagasaki finally calmed down.

She didn't completely trust the other side, but at this moment, she had no other choice but to rely on her luck.

No matter what, we must not give up until the very last moment.

Only then did she finally have the energy to focus her attention on her daughter.

She glanced at her daughter and noticed that her daughter was also looking at her with concern, but it was obvious that she didn't want to disturb her, so she had been holding back from speaking.

What an obedient and sensible child... She must be full of doubts now.

Thinking of this, Nagasaki Chizuru felt a pang of sadness and almost burst into tears.

"Su Shi, you must want to know what happened, right? I'm sorry, I was too anxious just now and didn't tell you anything."

Nagasaki Motoyo nodded, appearing both curious and calm.

“Actually…actually, although I work at an accounting firm, our firm has been secretly engaging in some illegal transactions all along. I know it’s wrong, but it brings me so much income that I can’t refuse…” Nagasaki Chizuru gave a bitter smile. “My boss has amazing connections. I thought I could work under him until retirement, but I miscalculated. Now our firm is being watched by the District Public Prosecutor’s Office, and I should already be on their wanted list…”

Nagasaki Chizuru's explanation was very brief (because it would be useless to explain in detail, as his daughter wouldn't understand), but it was enough for Nagasaki Motoyo to know exactly what situation she was facing at that moment.

Although the "District Attorney's Office" seemed like a distant, foreign term to her as a high school girl, she had watched many movies and TV shows since childhood and had some understanding of crime and pursuit.

"So, does that mean we're already fugitives? Can't I go back to school?" Nagasaki Motoyo asked her mother in a low voice, a hint of confusion in her voice.

“Yes… I’m afraid you can’t go back for now.” Nagasaki Chizuru responded, then burst into tears of guilt. “I’m sorry, Motoyo, because of my mother’s mistake, I dragged you into this misfortune. I’m so sorry…”

Seeing her mother crying with shame, Nagasaki Motoyo quickly comforted her, "Mom, I don't blame you. You've taken care of me for so long, so it's only right that I share your hardships now. It's okay if you don't go to school... Just let me take care of you here."

However, the more she comforted him, the more guilty and distressed Nagasaki Chizuru became, and he kept sobbing, completely losing his usual strong and professional demeanor.

Nagasaki Motoyo silently stayed by her mother's side, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

Just over two hours ago, she was enjoying a wonderful and carefree girl's life in her clean and elegant mansion in the port area. However, two hours later, it was as if she was sitting on a high-speed train and suddenly rushed into a tunnel, almost without any preparation.

She was just a female high school student. When the boulder from the "country" came crashing down on her, even her mother panicked, so she naturally had no power to resist.

Fortunately, she has one advantage: she is good at enduring and adapting.

Since she was powerless to change anything, she would accept it all. No matter what storms lay ahead, she would stand by her mother through thick and thin.

After figuring this out, she felt relieved—after all, she was still young and didn't really have a sense of the so-called crisis.

Now, all she can do is try to make her mother a little more comfortable during her life on the run, and not add any more trouble to her.

“You haven’t had dinner yet, you must be hungry?” Nagasaki Motoyo suddenly said to her mother, “I’ll go make dinner.”

Nagasaki Chizuru was taken aback. She hadn't expected her daughter to adjust her mindset so quickly and even comfort her instead.

Unfortunately, in his current mental state, he has no appetite.

But no matter what, she was happy that her daughter had this intention, so she nodded.

Just as Nagasaki Motoyo was about to go to the kitchen, Nagasaki Chizuru suddenly called out to her.

"Su Shi!"

"Hmm?" Nagasaki Motoyo stopped and looked at her mother.

Nagasaki Chizuru took a small object from her pocket and placed it in her daughter's hand. Nagasaki Motoyo looked down and saw that it was a USB flash drive, which her mother must have unplugged from her computer before they fled that afternoon.

"Keep it safe, Suze. This is your mother's most important thing, it's of utmost importance." Nagasaki Chizuru instructed her daughter in her most solemn tone, "Don't give it to anyone before you get my permission, and don't tell anyone about its existence, understand?"

Nagasaki Motoyo was startled by her mother's solemn demeanor, her heart pounding, but she still carefully took the USB drive and then solemnly tucked it into her clothes.

Then, the mother said nothing more and went into the kitchen.

Although this was a safe house that Nagasaki Chizuru had prepared long ago, she couldn't come here often, nor could she prepare enough supplies for it. Apart from instant noodles, the only things in the refrigerator were some packaged foods that could be stored for a long time, and she didn't even know if they had expired—but now was not the time to worry about that.

She took a deep breath and then began preparing for the second dinner of the day.

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After driving for less than an hour, Jun Takasaki and Kenji Sakura finally arrived at the location provided by Chizuru Nagasaki.