Tokyo, the shady intelligence of private detectives

Chapter 153 Archived Videotape

Behind the black stone screen was a quiet passageway, with a faint medicinal sandalwood scent in the air.

With his eyes closed, Yuzuru Masahiro heard a girl's clear voice, "His Hoshino ordered that Yamamoto be taken to the Hoshino's room, and that the dragging be done gently."

The two robust women, presumably the personal guards of the White Peach Dharma King, immediately agreed respectfully.

They were incredibly strong; one supported his upper body, and the other lifted his legs, effortlessly launching Masahiro Hanyu into the air.

The two men walked without stopping, helping him through the first partitioned door. Behind the door was an empty rest room. They then went straight through the room and into a long, narrow indoor corridor.

Masahiro Hanyu could feel dizzy and weak, but he was conscious.

He deliberately tilted his head to one side, maintaining a seemingly unconscious state throughout, letting them carry him, only slightly opening his eyes to observe the road they were passing.

The fact that the female reporter was able to obey orders and go to the hot spring to be punished in turn by the male believers must have been because she was forced by Shirakawa Manharu and Seto Natsuri.

The promiscuous choices made by so many male and female believers in the lecture hall are also facilitated by drugs; these are all evidence of the Fusheng Church's sins.

However, upon entering the manor, they were subjected to a thorough body search, leaving them no opportunity to carry recording equipment to record audio or video, and thus unable to capture this evidence of the crime.

However, Masahiro Hanyu suddenly realized that Shirakawa Manharu's recording of these events was both a handle to blackmail believers and evidence of the Fussa Society's crimes.

Those original videotapes should have recorded the entire criminal process, not just the clips used to blackmail the believers. He wanted to find the videotapes about the female reporter to verify his suspicions.

If the conjecture is correct, it can be known that all of Fu Sheng Society's despicable acts of coercion, confinement, and illegal drug manipulation are secretly recorded and archived.

These videotapes, used to manipulate victims and control internal personnel, also serve as irrefutable evidence of the Fusheng Association's crimes.

The corridor was lined with enclosed Japanese-style rooms with tightly closed paper windows, and not a sound could be heard.

Two strong women carried him through the entire corridor, to the end of the corner, gently opened a door, and went inside.

The room was very secluded; it would have been difficult to find him if he hadn't been carried there.

The two strong women threw him onto the soft, plush mattress with a "bang," their movements rough and casual, and then watched his reaction together.

Masahiro Hanyu kept his breathing tense, his muscles completely relaxed, maintaining a comatose state devoid of consciousness.

A moment later, a strong woman said, "He is indeed unconscious. The Dharma King's incense has never failed. We don't need to be so cautious."

Another healthy woman said, "We still have to follow the procedures. If something goes wrong, we'll make a big mistake. But the Dharma King hasn't shown interest in a man for a long time. I wonder what's so special about Mr. Yamamoto?"

The strong woman who spoke first scrutinized Yuzuru Masahiro: "Men are all the same, just at different times. It's just that Mr. Yamamoto is young and good-looking."

The two healthy women talked as they searched him, carefully examining his limbs, testing his reactions, and confirming whether he had completely lost consciousness. They even touched the key areas.

"The length is acceptable. We can try it out when the Dharma King no longer needs it."

The two left the room while talking in hushed tones, the faint "click" of the lock clicking shut clearly audible.

The footsteps in the corridor gradually faded away. Only when he was sure there was no more sound or movement around him did Masahiro Yuzuru slowly open his eyes and quickly scan the entire room.

The interior is elegantly furnished, with patterned Japanese-style curtains hanging all around, blocking all outside views.

On the low cabinet against the wall are exquisite lacquerware and incense ceremony tools, as well as several ancient books and scriptures.

Besides the faint scent of sandalwood, there was also a very faint, unique, cool fragrance in the air. It was the perfume worn by the White Peach Dharma King, which he had smelled when he embraced her earlier.

Hanging on the wall-mounted coat rack is a long, flowing, dark-colored robe with delicate, subtle patterns—the same style of lecture attire worn by the White Peach Dharma King.

Masahiro Hanyu was absolutely certain that this was the private room of the White Peach King.

By this time, the anti-antigen medication had taken effect, and his weakness was relieved.

After confirming that there was nothing unusual, he quickly got up and began to thoroughly search the entire bedroom.

His goal was clear: to find the videotape.

Although the videotape wasn't one of the three clues provided by the system intelligence, Masahiro Hanyu couldn't let it slip by since he had thought of it.

Maki Shiramo was in charge of the intelligence department, so after filming the video, Manchun Shirakawa was required to hand it over to the King for review and archiving.

Masahiro Hanyu had been under constant surveillance and unable to search for or observe anything, which is why he used the opportunity of provoking the White Peach King to leave the lecture hall.

If the Dalai Lama had refused, he would have pretended to be insane and resorted to violent methods. Although he didn't know if he would succeed, he was determined to try.

He also had another idea: if the White Peach Dharma King allowed him to get closer, he would have a chance to obtain more clues.

At first he didn't have much hope, but now it seems possible.

Masahiro Hanyu quickly searched through drawers in the low cabinet, hidden storage compartments, and under-bed compartments—leaving no storage space unchecked.

Shortly afterward, in the innermost hidden compartment of the cabinet against the wall, I found several neatly sealed VHS videotapes.

Each videotape had a date and number marked on the side with a black marker. He found a videotape with today's date, carefully took it out, turned around and put it into a Panasonic video player in the corner of the room, pressed the play button, and turned down the volume.

The screen flickered with static for two seconds, then a clear image suddenly appeared.

In the misty air of the hot spring, in the center of the scene, is the female reporter from today. Her limbs are restrained by the two strong women, their jaws are pried open, and a cup of dark medicine is forcibly poured into her mouth.

The female reporter initially cried, begged, and struggled, but quickly calmed down and began to follow Seto Natsumi's instructions.

The entire process of being forced to drink the drugs was recorded clearly and completely on videotape.

As expected, the evidence of Fu Sheng Society's illegal detention, coercion, and manipulation of the victims was recorded on videotapes.

After watching the video, Masahiro Hanyu immediately paused it, methodically rewound the video, ejected the tape, and put the tape back into the inner compartment of the locker in its original order and orientation.

He carefully smoothed the edges of the videotape, wiping away the slightest traces of his fingertips, making sure it was exactly as it had been before he discovered it.

No trace of the videotapes being tampered with or read must be left. If discovered, Fusheng will likely destroy all archived evidence or transfer incriminating evidence.

Having done all this, Masahiro Yuzuru was certain that as long as he found the archived videotapes of the Fusheng Society, he could completely tear off the veil of hypocrisy of the Fusheng Society and expose the crimes of this group to the public.

But now is not the time. We must find the source of the Holy Tea and capture Kurokawa Tsuki, otherwise the Fusheng Society cannot be completely destroyed.

At that moment, a series of light, slow, and rhythmic footsteps came from the outer corridor.

The White Peach Dharma King has arrived.