Living in Tokyo, all I want to do is laze around.

Or rather, I have absolutely no recollection of it.

He didn't know how many people he had helped his second brother arrest. Apart from a few people who left a particularly deep impression, he forgot about the others after a few days.

Eiji Kito suddenly pulled out a gleaming knife from somewhere and leisurely began clipping his nails on the bar counter. "Detective Hanamaru, you don't know how many businesses you've ruined for me. How can you forget about it so easily?"

Business......

Because of the alcohol, even if Hanamaru Yuzuki tried to recall, he could only remember bits and pieces of his memories.

This guy... I think I've seen him before, but I just can't remember who he is.

However, with the help of the dim, flickering neon lights in the store, Hanamaru Yuzuki saw the watch on his wrist.

This thing...

he is--

Hanamaru Yuzuki instantly remembered: these were the guys from the dairy company, a bunch of bloodsucking loan sharks.

Dairy Cow Company... This company sounds kind, but the meaning behind the name is that they treat customers like dairy cows, and they will squeeze every last drop out of them, just like milking cows.

They issue high-interest loans and then use various methods to make it impossible for the borrower to repay the principal, thus indefinitely extending the repayment period.

Loan sharks operate on a compound interest basis, offering loans with a 10-day term, 5% interest, and additional handling fees.

For example, if you borrow 10 yen, they will first deduct 2 yen for today's interest, then deduct 1 yen for handling fees, and then give the remaining money to the customer.

In other words, if you borrow 7, you can only receive 10, and you still have to repay 2 yen in interest per day for the next 10 days.

Of course, these unscrupulous loan sharks don't lend very high amounts, and their clients are specially screened.

They specifically target people who like pachinko and need money urgently, ripping them off.

And the man in front of him should be the guy that he and his second brother personally arrested and imprisoned three years ago, Eiji Kito.

This guy is a ruthless character. Originally just a small company, he rose again under the pressure of the more powerful loan sharks above.

Hanamaru Yuzuki has read the case files and knows this guy's case.

I also personally witnessed the process described above, in which a young and talented girl was forced into prostitution under the oppression of loan sharks.

"What do you want to do?"

"I just wanted to catch up with our Detective Hanamaru. You know, my sentence was four years and six months, but I got out early... Of course, I have to thank Detective Hanamaru for giving me a chance to turn over a new leaf and start anew."

The bartender realized something was wrong and tried to secretly take out his phone to call the police.

Click.

The sound of the bolt being released.

The old bartender saw that one of the henchmen standing behind Kito Eiji was pointing a black pistol at him, and he hurriedly raised his hand.

“Hahaha,” Kito Eiji smirked and laughed, “Old man, be quiet. This has nothing to do with you.”

gun? !

Hanamaru Yuzuki was now completely sober, and even though her head was foggy and she was drowsy, she had to be serious: "Kitou, gun, do you know what that means?"

"Oh, you remembered me, Detective Hanamaru. I thought you'd forgotten about me. Heh, don't worry, Detective Hanamaru, I don't want to make a big deal out of this, it's just—"

Kito Eiji flicked the cigarette ash off his fingers and looked at Hanamaru Yuuki, who was sitting on the other side of Hanamaru Yuzuki and seemed a little lost.

He looked away, then smiled dismissively: "I didn't expect Detective Hanamaru to have this kind of taste. Is she a high school girl?"

Hanamaru Yuzuki frowned: "Just tell me what you're doing here!"

Kito Eiji stood up, placed his hand on Hanamaru Yuzuki's shoulder from behind, glanced back at the two henchmen following behind him, and stopped in his tracks:

"Originally, I wanted to cause you some trouble, but I'm magnanimous."

Listening to Eiji Kito's nonsense, Hanamaru Yuzuki glanced at the pistol in the underling's hand, then at the bright neon lights on the dance floor, and calmed down.

Kito Eiji walked slowly around Hanamaru Yuuki's back, one hand holding a cigarette and the other stroking his chin, sizing up the pretty Hanamaru Yuuki in front of the bar.

He suddenly had an idea, and with his large, calloused hand, he patted his face:

"How about this? How about I borrow your girlfriend for a couple of days, and I'll—"

tie!

Just as the neon lights were shining on Eiji Kito's face, Yuzuki Hanamaru suddenly sprang up, grabbed a beer bottle from the bar and threw it at the underling. Without saying a word, he swept past Eiji Kito, who was still giving his speech, and kicked the pistol that had fallen to the ground into a dark corner of the bar that could not be seen at all.

"Yuki, run!"

"Ok!"

Hanamaru Yuuki also comes from a family of police officers. Although she is still a young girl, she knows what she should do.

Faced with this petty thug seeking revenge on the police, she knew that what she should do was not be a burden.

She quickly got up and ran towards the bar entrance.

"You bastard!" Kito Eiji's face showed surprise as he realized what was happening. He hadn't expected Hanamaru Yuzuki to be so decisive. "Stop them!"

Suddenly, three or four people stood up at every table in the bar, and a total of thirty or forty people surrounded all the intersections.

Hanamaru Yuuki, who tried to escape from the bar, was forced back inside by several thugs wielding knives.

"You, you guys..."

It turns out it was premeditated.

Seeing this, Hanamaru Yuuki knew perfectly well that these guys had been plotting against him for a long time.

It seems they went to great lengths to gather a group of people in this bar in order to catch him.

Kito Eiji glanced at Hanamaru Yuuki, who was surrounded by his underlings, and shouted angrily, "Don't let that girl get away!"

He turned back and looked at Hanamaru Yuzuki, who was not far ahead.

"And you lot, what are you standing there for? Get him!"

Several underlings were the first to respond, each pulling out a small knife from their pockets, shaking their heads, assuming an attack stance, and pressing towards Hanamaru Yuzuki step by step.

"on!"

Seeing that the time was right, they all pounced on him at the same time.

Hanamaru Yuuki faced these guys, his figure heading towards the group of thugs. The skills he learned from his family of police officers gave him more than enough experience to deal with these thugs who only knew how to charge blindly.

He shifted his body to the side, grabbed a man's wrist, and used the momentum to bend it downwards.

Because I had drunk a little alcohol, my movements were a bit unsteady, and the force of my movements was also slightly excessive.

Crack, crack—it sounded like a wrist being snapped.

The first thug who lunged forward looked pained, was forced to release the knife in his hand, and knelt down on the ground.

Then, he was kicked hard in the stomach again, and with a "pfft," he vomited stomach acid, clutched his stomach in pain, and slowly bent his head to the ground, his body convulsing.

Several more thugs rushed forward. Hanamaru Yuzuki grabbed a high kickstand and knocked one of them down. Then, she ducked and retreated, dodging the knives of the other two. At the same time, she reached behind her and grabbed a bottle from the bar. Seizing the moment when the knife was being swung, she slapped the two men across the face.

With a relentless, merciless force, the two glass bottles shattered into pieces.

The two underlings were hit on the head so hard they were like bees bouncing around.

On the dance floor, the frenzied men and women were still shaking their heads and dancing with their glasses in hand, the intense, chest-vibrating music making them completely unaware of what was happening on the other side.

Hanamaru Yuzuki's face was flushed. He had drunk too much alcohol earlier, and no matter how hard he tried to cheer himself up, his steps were still unsteady.

Even with all five of them attacking together, they couldn't subdue this guy. The underlings were starting to shrink back, finding it difficult to move forward.

"Get out of the way!"

The other thug didn't choose to use a knife; instead, he grabbed his two dragon-patterned arms and charged towards Hanamaru Yuzuki, his muscular body whistling through the air.

This person has some talent.

Hanamaru Yuzuki struggled to sit up and face the person.

The burly man didn't care about anything else and swung his fist, which was as big as a clay pot. Hanamaru Yuzuki dodged to the side, and the fist smashed directly onto the pile of empty wine glasses. In an instant, there was a sound of glass shards breaking everywhere.

Seeing that Hanamaru Yuzuki had dodged his punch, the big man turned around and threw several more punches at him.

But not only did it have no effect, he seized the opportunity and smashed the wine bottle on the table onto the burly man's bald head.

The burly man closed his eyes and took a step back, touching the blood flowing from his forehead. He was furious, and with renewed vigor, he clenched his fists and threw two more punches at Hanamaru Yuzuki.

On the first lap, Hanamaru Yuzuki dodged to the side. On the second lap, he directly grabbed the fist that the burly man was swinging from the side with his palm.

Hanamaru Yuzuki didn't want to say a word of nonsense. He grabbed the man's fist, swung his elbow, and struck the strong man's stomach with all his might with his other hand.

Hanamaru Yuuki was definitely not weak. When he felt a spasm in his stomach, the burly man immediately frowned.

Taking advantage of the burly man's unsteady gait and fueled by alcohol, Hanamaru Yuzuki didn't hesitate, grabbing his body and delivering a series of leg and elbow strikes.

He felt a continuous, stabbing pain in his stomach, as if it were being pierced through; no matter how hard he gritted his teeth, he couldn't take it anymore.

Seeing that the six hired henchmen had been taken down in the blink of an eye, Kito Eiji yelled that they were a bunch of useless trash!

A whole bunch of guys ganging up on one person and they still couldn't subdue him?!

Hanamaru Yuuki looked at the remaining twenty-odd people in front of him with a solemn expression. His head was spinning, and with the DJ music playing on the dance floor, he felt as if the world was upside down and distorted.

He quickly shook his head, trying to clear his mind.

He solemnly faced the remaining henchmen in front of him.

"Detective Hanamaru!"

Upon hearing Eiji Kito's voice, Yuzuki Hanamaru shifted her gaze and saw, in the dim light, Eiji Kito pinching his niece's chin, using it to threaten her!

Hanamaru Yuzuki was truly enraged: "Bastard!!"

Eiji Kito was no friendly person. He pinched Hanamaru Yuuki's delicate but completely defiant face with his large hand and clicked his tongue in amazement: "Detective Hanamaru, your little girlfriend seems to have a fiery temper too."

"Kito Eiji!"

"Detective Hanamaru, I don't want to get involved in this kind of thing... but you know, three years ago you blinded me in one eye, and now I have no sense of balance at all. The people I hired are no match for you. What am I supposed to do?!"

"mix--"

Hanamaru Yuzuki was suddenly struck in the back. The burly man from before got up from the ground and tackled Hanamaru Yuzuki to the ground. Seeing this, a large group of his underlings rushed over and pinned him to the ground.

Kito Eiji slightly raised his chin, casually moving Hanamaru Yuuki's face from his grasp as well. He glanced indifferently at the pinned Hanamaru Yuuki and said coldly:

"Give him the call."