Tokyo: The Player Behind the Scenes.

Chapter 14: A Night of Injustice

Although Bunkyo Ward is not considered a core area of ​​Tokyo, it is adjacent to Chiyoda Ward. There are many schools in the ward, and the security conditions are relatively good. In fact, it can be said to be one of the safest wards in Tokyo.

Otherwise, just look at Kabukicho in Shinjuku Ward, the "physical security" of Adachi Ward, and even the areas around high-traffic places like Akihabara, Kanda, and Marunouchi in Chiyoda, and you'll know what it means to be surrounded by experts.

Higashiyama Shin's father bought a house here precisely because of this and the strong "academic atmosphere."

Although, that workaholic only goes home a handful of times.

It's clear they don't understand that family education is more important than the so-called academic atmosphere.

It's only because he has the transmigrator, Higashiyama Shin, that he's able to ruin both accounts long ago.

The April nights were a little chilly, but it didn't bother him.

At this moment, he was multitasking, having already manipulated the paper figure to place the item in a corner of the park. He still had 20% of his spiritual power left, enough to sustain him until he reached the park at a normal walking pace.

The park was generally quiet at night. There were some night runners around the loop, and a few teenagers and homeless people gathered inside, but not many. The teenagers only used it as a temporary meeting point and would go to other places when it got late.

The park has few surveillance cameras, so using the Spirit-Eye, Shin Higashiyama bypassed the close-range surveillance and other people, and walked all the way to the loose woods near the baseball field, successfully obtaining the skeleton and the Soul-Gathering Umbrella.

The paper figure still had a little spiritual power left, but he didn't intend to manipulate it to do anything. He simply told it to dig a hole by the lake and bury the black umbrella that Higashiyama Shin had brought, and then find a place where no one could see it and let it spontaneously combust into ashes.

Pat the Soul-Gathering Umbrella, and let Ueda inside turn the umbrella black.

Ueda obediently did as he was told.

Although they looked different, Ueda could tell that the strange person from before was the same person as the older brother in front of him.

"Brother, is this color right?"

"Ah."

Where are we going?

Ueda Yasushi had been taken away by Muto and used as a vessel, and even though he died, the psychological trauma remained.

"Go back to my home first. Mie Prefecture is a bit far. I'll find a time to bury your remains."

It's okay, no rush. Thank you. If it's not possible, burying it here is fine too.

Ueda said weakly, his tone humble.

Higashiyama Shin isn't in a hurry. It's only Monday, and Mie Prefecture is near Nagoya, not exactly close. He'll have to wait until Saturday or Sunday to use a trip as an excuse to take his younger brother there, but he might not be free this weekend.
(For convenience, the dates of the seven celestial bodies will not be used unless there is a special need.)
It is indeed possible that he will bury Ueda's remains back in Mie Prefecture this week, but it is unlikely that he will go to Mie Prefecture to bury Ueda's remains this week.

Just wait.

He's just that despicable.

On his way back, he stopped by a nearby convenience store and bought a lot of snacks as a cover.

While he was leisurely selecting snacks...

A tiny little commotion occurred at Komagome Academy.

"What the hell? Say that again?!"

The principal of Komagome Academy had just finished a banquet and was planning to go to Kabukicho for a massage to aid digestion, but after turning on his phone, he saw a bunch of missed calls. He quickly called back, and after listening to the report, he broke out in a cold sweat, the alcohol instantly sobering him up. He felt as if the sky was falling on him!

What?! I was just having dinner and you're telling me there's been a serious incident at school that left three dead and four injured?!

Are you crazy or am I crazy?
I glanced at the date, April 4th, and it's not April Fool's Day!
But after his subordinates repeatedly confirmed his concerns in an anxious tone, he finally accepted this disastrous start, almost to the point of cardiac arrest.

It was only the first day of school, and he was giving a safety speech at the opening ceremony that morning, and then someone died that night, damn it!
They shouldn't have chosen this date to start school!
"Did you call the police?" "One of the security guards was being irresponsible and called the police immediately."

"Contact Mr. Shimazu of the Board of Education. Please cooperate fully with the police to ensure the injured students receive the best possible treatment. I'm back now."

Before the principal could even sort out his chaotic thoughts after hanging up the phone, another call came in.

"Chairman! It's me!"

He could only answer the phone and deal with the chairman's questioning while abandoning his car, hailing a taxi nearby, and rushing back to the school.

Wuwuwu——

Several police cars and ambulances stopped downstairs at the old teaching building, their rotating flashing lights turning the blooming cherry blossoms red and blue.

Blue and white police tape has been put up, and police are protecting the scene and collecting evidence from the deceased. Medical personnel are bringing out the injured and providing emergency treatment.

Two of them sustained more serious injuries: one suffered a head injury and was unconscious, while the other suffered a fracture from a fall. They had already been taken to the hospital. The other two sustained less serious injuries and, after receiving basic treatment, were immediately questioned by the police on the spot.

The police had no choice but to be so eager to obtain information, because by then the casualty figures had already been tallied.

Three dead and four injured.

This is undoubtedly an extremely heinous criminal offense.

Especially since the deceased were all minors, if not handled properly, it will inevitably attract a lot of attention and discussion from the public.

But is this bizarre death and strange scene really a murder that a human could commit?

"Where is the principal of Komagome Academy? Hasn't he arrived yet?"

"The school's head teacher just contacted him and he'll be here soon."

"The chairman of the board of directors of Komagome Academy also called."

"Pass this to Minister Iwaki. I don't care about this. Tell him to urge the principal to come over as soon as possible."

"Section Chief, the Education Committee members have arrived."

"What's the point of them coming?"

"They said it was to ensure the safety of the students."

"To prevent the situation from escalating, right? But now that three people have died, it's not something they can cover up just because they want to."

Inside the old teaching building, after listening to his subordinates' report, the head of the First Investigation Division, Taira no Ryu, once again fixed his gaze on Inoue, who was curled up on the floor, his eyes bulging, and one hand still tightly gripping his own throat even in death.

Ping Shenglong frowned, rubbing an unlit cigarette with his right hand.

"It can be preliminarily determined that the deceased's hands were either deliberately placed after death, or he himself strangled himself, resulting in mechanical asphyxiation. However, such a thing is theoretically difficult to achieve."

The forensic doctor cut off a piece of something resembling cling film and covered the incomplete, charred handprint on Inoue's shoulder for protection. Then he stood up, went to Heisei Ryu's side, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Theoretically speaking, if the force is strong enough in an instant, a person can break their own neck. Of course, this is just a theory, and his cause of death was suffocation, which is difficult to prove even theoretically."

"As a person gradually loses oxygen, the muscles in their arms will inevitably relax until they fall into a coma, and their hands will completely lose strength."

"So, how exactly did he manage to keep his neck tightly clenched while unconscious?"

The forensic doctor felt that the traces at the scene had challenged his professional understanding.

(End of this chapter)