Standalone Tokyo

Chapter 241 The mastermind behind the scenes
Something is not right.

Kotaro Taniguchi's first reaction after leaving the hotel.

But he couldn't tell what was wrong. When he got in the car and motioned to Eddie to find a nearby restaurant for dinner, Kotaro Taniguchi felt uneasy.

Is this a man's sixth sense?
Or am I overlooking something?
Kotaro Taniguchi was puzzled and could only secretly signal his two younger brothers to be on high alert.

As the second largest city in Brazil, Rio has a beautiful coastline, a pleasant climate and is a city that is very suitable for vacation. Naturally, it attracts major delicacies from all over the world to take root here.

In addition to the steak restaurants that are everywhere, Kotaro Taniguchi took a few turns under Eddie's guidance. He found that in addition to the Brazilian girls who dare to go out in their underwear on the streets, there are also many Japanese restaurants and Chinese restaurants.

What should I eat?

Anyway, Kotaro Taniguchi didn't want to eat Japanese food. It was simply crazy to still eat Japanese food after leaving Japan. He wanted to eat some Brazilian specialties.

After a walk around, Eddie brought Kotaro Taniguchi and the other two to a Brazilian restaurant and ordered a lot of Brazilian delicacies... pork and black bean rice, Brazilian barbecue, acai berries, and so on, including main courses and desserts.

After waiting for more than half an hour, looking at the sumptuous dishes in front of him, Torataro Taniguchi's appetite was whetted. Just as he was about to call his two younger brothers and the guide sitting at the next table to enjoy the food, Torataro Taniguchi's cell phone rang.

It was very disappointing, but Toratarou Taniguchi still took out his cell phone. It was an unfamiliar number. He thought about it for a moment and knew something was wrong.

The SIM card he used in his current phone was purchased today. The only two people who knew this number were our guide Eddie and the receptionist at the Carlette Hotel who he had just chatted with.

Kotaro Taniguchi answered the phone, but the voice that came out was a man shouting in broken English.

"Listen, Taniguchi Kotaro, I have your friend in my hands. If you want him to leave the Rio slums alive, you have to bring money to the Blue Towel Guerrillas..."

Before the man could finish his words, Kotaro Taniguchi hung up the phone.

Ah...the worst thing has happened. I just came to find someone, how could it turn into a kidnapping case?
And judging from the tone of the man on the phone, this bastard and the Blue Towel Guerrillas he mentioned are no simple people.

Kotaro Taniguchi looked up at Eddie, who was standing next to him with wide eyes. When the former answered the phone, he turned on the loudspeaker, so he also heard the words sitting next to him.

"Do you know what the Blue Towel Guerrillas are?"

"Ooooh, boss, if it was the guy with the blue towel who kidnapped your Japanese friend... well, I personally suggest leaving him alone. He's dead."

"why?"

Kotaro Taniguchi asked, and of course, he did not forget to take out a US dollar bill from his wallet and hand it over as payment for the intelligence.

With money, things became easier and Eddie was willing to tell some of the information he knew.

"The Blue Towel Guerrillas are a group of thugs that have emerged in the past two years. Their slogan is to liberate the land and people of Brazil... Well, as for the method of liberation..."

Okay, Eddie doesn't need to continue. Kotaro Taniguchi has already guessed what the Blue Towel Guerrillas are. They are a group of anti-Japanese Brazilian radicals.

Like the Chinese, the Japanese love land. Most Japanese immigrants who immigrated to Brazil, whether they were rich or made money later, would first buy land to settle down. Compared with the romantic Brazilians, the Japanese are very competitive and are far ahead of the lazy Africans and Portuguese immigrants in making money.

In addition, after entering the new century, Japanese financial groups and wealthy people also like to go to Brazil to buy land, which leads to a very scary fact...

More than two million Japanese immigrants and wealthy people occupied one-eighth of Brazil's fertile, arable land, which is equivalent to a territory 3.2 times the size of Japan, almost 100 million square kilometers.

Just like that, at most the Japanese can be considered wealthy, but apart from having money and land, the Japanese in Brazil are also very immoral.

After buying the land, their first choice was to let Japanese immigrants farm it. If there was a shortage of manpower, they would rather let the land go to waste than hire Brazilians as employees.

This has resulted in one-eighth of the country's arable land "disappearing" within Brazil, and apart from increasing some useless GDP, it has not provided many jobs for unemployed Brazilians.

A large number of Brazilian farmers were forced or actively bankrupted due to the Japanese land purchasing behavior. Brazilians who lost their land could only flock from rural areas to urban slums and rely on odd jobs to make a living.

Brazilian farmers had a miserable life, which directly led to the rise of the Brazilian football industry. Too many unemployed young people and teenagers without books to read took the initiative to get involved in football, because in their world, football was their only chance to change their destiny.

Oh, no, there are also gang members.

All in all, Brazil’s ability to become a football powerhouse is closely related to these unscrupulous Japanese landlords.

The Japanese's actions naturally led to many bankrupt farmers' resentment towards the Japanese landlords. The Blue Towel Guerrillas were born in such an environment. A large group of bankrupt and nearly bankrupt Brazilian farmers gathered together to take revenge on the Japanese landlords.

Eddie said that these people have done several major things in the suburbs of Rio in the past two years, attacking rural artillery towers built by Japanese landlords, kidnapping Japanese students, and assassinating Japanese bosses who own a lot of land...

Nearly twenty Japanese immigrants and wealthy Japanese people died directly or indirectly at the hands of the Blue Towel Guerrillas.

After listening to Eddie's description, Kotaro Taniguchi's first reaction was a headache. He had to move. The Sheraton Hotel must have been under surveillance. If he went back, he might be attacked or kidnapped.

Fortunately, I brought my passport, cash and other valuables with me, and the only things left in the hotel were some clothes for changing. Nothing vital or important was left behind.

The second reaction is to give up the mission. The target of the mission came to discuss business, but somehow he offended the famous local "anti-Japanese organization". It is basically certain that he is finished. Even if someone pays to redeem him, he will be killed and it is basically impossible to save him.

"Come on, Eddie, take me to the international airport. I need to buy a ticket back to Japan."

"Ah, Boss, your friend doesn't care anymore?"

"He's dead, why should I care what he does."

"Boss, I can actually help you redeem that person... I know some people in the slums who can get in touch with the Blue Towel Guerrillas."

Kotaro Taniguchi, who had already stood up and was about to pay the bill and leave, suddenly turned around and looked at the smiling Eddie. He suddenly realized something... There seemed to be something that could be explored about the identity of this local guide.

(End of this chapter)