I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

a day later.

Sumida District, an elevator apartment, 31st floor.

A man in a high-end suit and thin-rimmed glasses pushed the door in, and the room was dimly lit.

"Yeah, yeah, it's been a troubled time lately..."

The man loosened the tie around his neck, picked up the glass, and stood in front of the home bar with transparent floor-to-ceiling windows.

Outside the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, there is a unique night view of Sumida District that mixes traditional Japanese alleys and gorgeous skytrees.

He likes to overlook the narrow alleys below from a high altitude, which gives him the pleasure of being above all living beings.

Just when the man was enjoying the night view, and was about to pour himself half a glass of whiskey with ice as usual... His gaze stopped above the bar.

There, there was already half a glass of amber-colored whiskey.

"... Suntory Hibiki's 17-year-old blended whiskey has a soft taste and rich layers. It is indeed a high-end product known as the 'harmonious movement in whiskey'... and only the chief CFO of the Shanling Consortium is eligible to enjoy it."

A figure, without knowing when, quietly appeared by the French window not far behind him.

"... Your Excellency must also be a person who understands wine, why don't you sit down and have a drink together."

Faced with the sudden voice behind him, the man was taken aback for a moment, and then he stretched out his hand to the wine bottle, as if preparing to pour a glass for an old friend he knew well.

But with his other hand, he poked towards the inside of the bar calmly...

There, a pistol was taped to it impressively.

Pulling out the pistol, the man quickly released the safety, turned around and aimed, and the whole action was done in one go.

However, there was no figure at the curtain.

A muscular man with a white skull printed on a black T-shirt appeared behind him at a ghostly speed, and "lightly" held his wrist holding a gun.

"Crack."

"Ughhhhhhhh!!!"

With the sound of bone cracking, the man dropped the gun in his hand, knelt down and screamed while clutching his twisted palm.

Then, his whole body was strangled, and one arm was raised in the air.

"There is only one question, where is Kazuo Tento..."

"I... I don't know... It's the time of the war, and Minister Tento told us to lie dormant and wait for instructions..."

Because of the pain and suffocation, the man's face quickly switched between flushed and pale, and the elegant pair of glasses fell to nowhere.

"Hey, Xinghei BOY, you promised me not to kill people casually..."

On the sofa not far away, another man who was integrated with the darkness spoke to persuade him.

An imperceptible holy light waved from his hand, temporarily relieving the man from the pain of the broken arm.

These two people are Higashino Kohei and Siena who are chasing the whereabouts of Tianto Kazuo everywhere.

The man in front of him was already the fifth executive of the Shanling Consortium that Higashino Kohei approached within 24 hours.

"Are you kidding me? Your Excellency is the one who controls the lifeblood of the Shanling Group's funds. No matter what Kazuo Amato is planning, it will definitely involve the transfer of funds! Since I don't want to say..."

The veins in Higashino Xinghei's arm burst, and he slammed the man onto his favorite French window like he was catching a chicken.

"Then I can only send you down to enjoy the high-level night view in mid-air..."

The upper body of the man slammed the glass window and was suspended in the air.

"Forgot to mention, it's a one-way ticket..."

The only thing that kept him alive was the expensive tie that Higashino Kohei was holding in his hand.

"...I...I really don't..."

The man's voice roared along with the strong wind.

Before he could finish speaking, the tie in Higashino Kohei's hand slid forward another inch.

"...But I can use my contacts to help you find out... As long as the minister uses the funds of the consortium, there will be traces!!!"

Before the man could react, he was pulled back into the house.

"Those who know the current affairs are outstanding, and this is how the business elite of the Shanling Consortium look like..."

Higashino Yukihira smiled evilly, and patted off the shards of glass on the shocked man in front of him, and tied his tie.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, after all, I'm going through secondary development, so it's inevitable that I won't be able to shoot properly..."

...

Yokohama International Port, South Honmoku Pier.

Opposite the pier, Yokohama Minato Mirai 21, the largest clock Ferris wheel in Asia, is quietly changing its dreamy light.

This container terminal, which is located on the outer ring of Yokohama Port and was built by reclamation, is set off at dusk and becomes more and more old, exuding a strong smell of the sea.

In one of the huge warehouses, hundreds of strong men with tattoos and angry faces were gathering.

Some even wear gold necklaces, wear clothes printed with "Yelu Death Suffering" and "Love Death and Heavenly Flow", and play with butterfly knives, knuckles, baseball bats and other things in their hands.

Several men in black suits were inside the warehouse, distributing cash, food and water to the men in line.

"I've been staring at him for more than a day, but I haven't seen that guy at all. Your news must be fake."

On a tall building across the bridge from the warehouse, two men were holding binoculars and peering from the balcony.

"Patience is what you need most for stalking. Haven't you seen that there are more and more high drug addicts and bad gamblers gathering there? Unlike your informant who wastes his quota, the news of my top informant on 36F is absolutely Reliable!"

These sneaky two people are Araki Sousuke and Nizen Ryoma.

After the farewell to Yokohama, Higashino Kohei changed the phone card and severed all contact with the two.

Even the other people who were acquainted with Nu Luo Quan didn't dare answer Araki Sousuke's phone call at all.

Afterwards, Erqian Ryoma received news that the group of three had asked Nu Luoquan for peace talks because of "Kazuo Amado's unauthorized actions".

Regarding the friction between these two organizations, the Metropolitan Police Department has adopted a fairly high-pressure suppression policy in order to calm the situation down as soon as possible.

Even so, based on their understanding of Higashino Kohei, this guy will definitely not let it go.

The worried two never found out the whereabouts of Higashino Kohei.

So, they decided to reverse their thinking and track Kazuo Tianto in turn.

After all, if Higashino Kohei wanted to avenge Kazuo Amado, he would naturally find him.

However, the whereabouts of the old thief Tian Teng Kazuo is quite concealed.

Two years ago, through his hard work in the red-light district and his accumulated connections of billions of dollars, Longma learned that the Three-Mouth Group was recruiting desperadoes through underground channels.

That's why the two were stalking the building opposite the warehouse where more and more desperadoes gathered.

After a while, Araki Sousuke's cell phone rang.

"... Moshi Moshi, Kotori Yushi... Yes, we are still watching in Yokohama, and we haven't found that guy Xinghei yet... What, you said Mochizuki Ayano is looking for it in private...Okay, here I am If you have more information, please contact her directly..."

Just when he hung up the phone, Ryoma Erzai rubbed his sore eyes, and suddenly called out excitedly: "Hey, hey, it's here, it's here..."

A black car passed the bridge, drove straight into the pier, and stopped in front of the warehouse.

The one who got out of the car and strode into the warehouse was the short and sturdy Kazuo Amado, followed by a tall man in gray kimono and clogs.

As several people entered, the heavy gate of the warehouse slowly lowered and was tightly closed.

"We have to keep an eye on this, we can't let this guy run away..."

"However, Kazuo Amado secretly gathered so many people on the chassis of Nuluoquan in the name of the three-member group, what exactly is he plotting..."

Araki Sousuke, who smelled the conspiracy, scratched his head a little anxiously, took out the phone, and put it back.

"That guy Xinghei, where is it..."

...

Entering from outside the warehouse, Kazuo Amado with an aura of "I am the big boss" instantly attracted the attention of everyone in the room.

Walking up to the second floor of the warehouse platform, he looked down at the strong men gathered in the field with satisfaction.

"It's a great honor for all of you to gather here..."

"Old man, don't talk about those genteel people, we can come here to work hard, naturally because you are generous enough..."

"Tell me, what do you want us to do?"

Immediately someone interrupted him impatiently.

Although the "governor" arranged delicious food and drinks, and gave each of them a thick wad of cash, he also asked them to hand over their mobile phones and not leave the place.

This group of people has gathered here for more than a day, and their patience has already reached its limit.

"Don't be impatient, the old man will go to a place to talk about something tonight... At that time, everyone just needs to help calm down the place..."

Hearing that it was just gathering people's heads to "suppress the place", the men below all showed relaxed expressions.

You can get a lot of cash by showing your face casually and pretending to be ruthless, which is much easier than going to the action movie scene to be a juicy guy in the past.

"Hey, Kazuo, is it possible that you plan to transform all these people?"

Walking to the corner, Matsumoto Ginji grabbed Tianto Kazuo by the collar and lifted him up.

"...This is hundreds of lives!!!"

"It's just a hundred lives... When did the 'thousands of people beheaded for silver' start to care about other people's lives..."

Kazuo Amado didn't care, but looked at the tall Matsumoto Ginji with a sneer.

"...It seems that these twenty years of cultivating one's health, teaching and educating people have softened your heart?"

"No, everyone I killed was a sinner who died under a fair confrontation..."

Looking at Kazuo Tento in front of him, Ginji Matsumoto murmured.

"Fair? With the sword skills you have honed from the shogunate period to the present, against ordinary people with hoes, can it be called a fair duel? Swordsmen are people with blood on their hands. Whoever is good will do it for you." Evil, do you have the qualifications and ability to appraise?"

Facing Kazuo Amado's successive questions, Ginji Matsumoto let go of his hands weakly.

"Don't forget, if it wasn't for me back then, you would still be trapped in that ghostly place, life would be worse than death..."

Kazuo Amado straightened his suit lightly, and black air surged all over his body, flowing towards the bottom of the warehouse.

"Didn't you want me to come to 'give me an explanation'? This time, I will definitely come to the door in person and give Zhang Fenfang a big gift."

He lost that "item", and he was still worried about how to explain it to the chairman.

The Kobe Headquarters of the three-member group actually ordered him to give Nu Luoquan an explanation for his "personal behavior".

Faced with the enemy, he naturally concentrated his anger on Nu Luoquan.

"In short, do you only need to protect me? Other things have nothing to do with you. Whether you are here or not, all of this is destined to happen..."

Hearing Kazuo Amado's words, Ginji Matsumoto narrowed his eyes slightly and fell into deep thought.

Doomed?

...

Forty years ago.

Kamakura, deep in the forest of Koajiro.

In the deep and dark cave, countless star-like faint blue fluorescent lights flicker like breathing on the top of the cave.

In the cave, a man with disheveled beard and hair and dust all over his body was standing with his back against a smooth mountain wall, like a dead corpse.

"Tick tock... tick tock..."

On the top of the cave, at the tip of the stalactite, a drop of water slipped down.

The man who had kept his eyes closed before suddenly stuck out his tongue sharply, accurately catching the water droplets passing by in front of him, and moistened his dry lips.

He didn't know how many times he had repeated this action, and it was as natural as breathing.

After looking carefully, he found that the man's limbs and chest were pierced by a huge dark red iron nail, nailing him to the mountain wall so that he could not move.

The dark red iron nail engraved with runes seems to have been nailed for some years, and it has grown together with his body.

Suddenly, the man's ears moved sharply.

"Click, click..."

Following the sound of bare feet stepping into the puddle, a small figure ran into the cave.

In an instant, the blue light from the top of the cave surged up, danced and surrounded the cave.

Those dim lights turned out to be blue fireflies.

Amidst the fluttering of fluorescent light, the man could clearly see the figure approaching him.

It was a muddy little boy who looked rather embarrassed.

"Are you... a mountain god?"

Seeing the weird man in the cave, the little boy didn't feel the slightest bit of fear, instead he took the initiative to ask.

"Mountain God? No, I'm...let me think..."

Seemingly caught by his question, the man on the stone wall was taken aback for a moment, and spoke slowly with a weak voice.

"I remember... I'm... Matsumoto... Ginji..."

After a while, he gritted his teeth and said in a hoarse voice.

"...Ginji Matsumoto, who defeated the Otobuchi Snake God and was sealed here by the Tokugawa Clan."

Maybe it was because he remembered his name, or maybe he hadn't spoken to anyone for too long, but the man seemed to be in a good mood, and he squeezed out an ugly smile at the little boy not far away who was looking at him curiously.

"Boy, what's your name, there should be people from the shogunate stationed outside, how could you get in..."

"Kazuo, my name is Kazuo Amado... What is the shogunate, I only know tofu..."

"Gulu..."

At the same time, there was a sound from the boy's abdomen.

"...I got lost in the mountains and haven't eaten for two days..."

The boy no more than eight years old explained with a sallow complexion.

"Hey, Kazuo, do me a little favor, I treat you to eat the fattest game in this mountain, how about..."

Like a demon tempting people to trade, Matsumoto Ginji grinned, his originally dark eyes reflected countless orchid fluorescence.