Tokyo, the shady intelligence of private detectives

Okita Kyoku will pick him up at the apartment at 10:00 AM. After confirming the itinerary, Hanyu Masahiro called Satsuki Yui to report that he was going to see Mrs. Nagi Haru.

He repeatedly instructed the investigation team to continue protecting him covertly, because the danger was not over and the real assassin might try to kill him.

Yui Satsuki stated that she had also considered this, and would explicitly request the investigation department to pay attention to Masahiro Hanyu's safety. In addition, the listening and positioning devices on the Honda NSX have been installed as scheduled.

At the agreed time, Masahiro Hanyu arrived at the entrance of the luxury apartment building in Minami-Azabu, Minato Ward, in a business vehicle driven by Keiko Okita.

There were still four bodyguards in black suits. Without any preamble, they started searching us. Then, from the entrance on the first floor to the elevator, past hidden sentries every few meters along the way, the elevator reached the top floor.

The secret passage was underground. With such security measures, how did Lady Nagiharu manage to bypass the security personnel, enter the secret passage, and get into that nearby residence undetected?

While Masahiro Hanyu was pondering this matter, two security personnel stepped forward to verify his identity and conduct a second full-body search. Then, the same female bodyguard came out, stepped aside to let him in, and then closed the security door.

He noticed a detail: the female bodyguard wasn't wearing the three-legged tiger ring.

In the living room, Mrs. Nagiharu sat on the sofa, a cigarette between her fingers.

When Masahiro Yuzuru entered, she did not stand up, but simply nodded slightly, "Please sit down, Mr. Yuzuru."

In the bone china ashtray in front of her, there were some cigarette butts piled up, and the faint smell of tobacco wafted into Masahiro Hanyu's nostrils.

"Smoking?" She pushed the ashtray forward, and at the same time wrote a line on the table with cigarette ash: There's a listening device in the room, not when I first met you.

Masahiro Hanyu looked taken aback. "Thank you, but I don't smoke."

There's a listening device in the room! It must have been installed by Hirano Shōmei's men, right? Why would they suddenly install one?

Now that a listening device has been installed, how can we inquire about Masato Shinichi's affairs, since this is something that needs to be kept from Hirano Shōmei?

Lady Nagiharu casually wiped away the scribbled words written in cigarette ash. "Mr. Yuzuru, what brings you to me?"

Yuzuru Masahiro looked at Lady Nagiharu, who was still wearing a fitted silk dress today, only this time it was green.

Her neckline was slightly open, revealing sharp collarbones and a patch of extremely white skin on her chest that was almost dazzling.

Of the three intelligence leads, the only one he could ask about while being monitored was the Honda NSX.

Upon closer examination, he realized he couldn't ask, because if it were discovered that he was keeping an eye on the Honda NSX, the listening and tracking devices installed by the investigation department might be exposed.

All his investigations were based on three pieces of intelligence, which is different from the usual detective investigation methods.

He thought of a question he could ask, "Chairman's wife, Abu Mizure, has a close relationship with Mrs. Nagiharu. Have you ever had any suspicions about her?"

"After all, knowing about your affair with the chairman, Mrs. Abu is likely the one who ordered the assassins."

Lady Nagiharu took a slow drag of her cigarette. "Abu Mizure didn't suspect me because I wasn't here the day before yesterday; I was with her."

"She invited me to a private party, just the two of us and some male models, and introduced me to her boyfriend."

Masahiro Hanyu was taken aback. "Mrs. Abu's boyfriend?"

Mrs. Nagiharu nodded. "Yes, boyfriend! I only found out that President Okita stopped sharing a room with Abu Mizure a long time ago. That's why she changes boyfriends frequently."

"If she suspected me, how could she tell me such a secret? Wasn't she worried that I would tell Chairman Okita?"

"If President Okita finds out, she'll tear her male models to shreds."

Masahiro Hanyu didn't expect that Mrs. Abu had such a secret, but with Chairman Okita's shrewdness and control, how could he not know about Mrs. Abu's actions?

He suddenly thought of a possibility, "Lady Nagiharu, is it possible that Lady Abu did this on purpose?"

Lady Nagiharu looked up. "What do you mean by that, Mr. Yuzuru?"

"Perhaps Mrs. Abu's so-called boyfriend is just a fake, a test to see if you would tell Chairman Okita about this. Chairman Okita would never tolerate such a thing, and Mrs. Abu is well aware of that."

Lady Nagiharu took a few deep drags on her cigarette. "Perhaps that's the case. If that's really the case, Abu Mizure might start to suspect me."

Masahiro Hanyu nodded. "Therefore, please think carefully: does Mrs. Abu have any clues that raise your suspicions?"

As he spoke, he wrote on the table with cigarette ash: "I would like to meet you at my private residence. Don't you long to see me? I have some questions for you."

Lady Nagiharu hesitated for a few seconds before saying, "Please forgive me, I can't think of anything right now."

She wrote on the table: "When?"

Masahiro Hanyu said helplessly, "Please think about it again!"

His hand quickly returned to the table: "I want to see you again as soon as possible."

Mrs. Nagiharu nodded slightly and wrote, "I will page you!"

Masahiro Hanyu asked a few more questions before leaving the apartment.

Once inside the van driven by Kyokyu Okita, he said, "Please take me to Udagawa-cho in Shibuya. I want to go to the main street to buy some music cassettes to listen to. I've been under a lot of pressure lately, and I need to relax."

Okita Keiko started the van. "Yes, that's true. Anyone would feel a lot of pressure in that situation."

When they arrived near the center of Shibuya, Masahiro Hanyu got out of the car. He chose this location because of the dense crowds, making it easier to shake off his pursuers.

He casually walked into a record store, and after a short while, he received a page from Mrs. Nagiharu.

Find a public phone booth, dial the number, and Mrs. Nagiharu's voice comes through: "It is noon now. Please arrive at the men's restroom on the third floor of Tokyu Department Store at 1:12 PM sharp."

"No need for that. I can go directly to your private residence. I guarantee no one will follow me." His tone was somewhat forceful.

Masahiro Hanyu disagreed because he was worried that this clandestine way of traveling would put him in danger, and he had some unsubstantiated suspicions.

Lady Nagiharu did not answer immediately, and Masahiro Yuzuru continued, "After witnessing your enthusiasm last time, I couldn't forget it and was unable to fully devote myself to the investigation."

Lady Nagiharu's voice came through, "Alright, please make sure you are not followed."

Masahiro Hanyu walked through several shops to make sure no one was following him before getting into a taxi belonging to the Investigation Division parked on the side of the road. He then returned to Minami-Azabu in Minato Ward.

After confirming again that no one was following him, he rang the doorbell.

The male head of the elderly couple opened the door without asking any questions, and stepped aside to let Masahiro Yuzuru in.

Once inside the room, the host asked Masahiro Yuzuru to take out all his personal belongings, and then conducted a thorough body search.

Then, led by the hostess, Masahiro Hanyu went into the basement.

The iron gate behind him closed, and he walked to the end of the corridor, pushed open the wooden door, and saw a warm, golden chandelier, which was dimmer than the previous one.

A faint, elegant scent of perfume still lingered in the air as Lady Nagiharu slowly approached. "Mr. Yuzuru, you seem so eager to see me!"

She wore the same form-fitting black tulle halter dress as before. Under the soft light, her skin was as white as snow, and a pink lace bra and thong were faintly visible under the tulle.

Yuzuru Masahiro stared intently at the beauty in front of him. A thought flashed through his mind: Wouldn't a woman who is good at seducing men change her clothes?

As he approached Lady Nagiharu, his heart tightened again; there was no smell of smoke.

A woman who smokes regularly has not a trace of smoke on her at this moment.