Becoming a Yakuza Boss from Tokyo

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PS. Chinese New Year is the day after tomorrow, and I am so miserable that I still have to insist on going to work until the last day. I used my lunch break and slacking time to write one chapter, and the second chapter will be a little later.

Chapter 33 True Lies

Watanabe Masayuki and Takasugi Yuta exchanged glances quickly. The reason why they both came to Ryuhiko at the same time was actually for two different cases. They just came together to facilitate the questioning and avoid causing too much trouble to Ryuhiko who was still a high school student, and decided that Watanabe Masayuki would be responsible for the questioning.

However, what they did not expect was that just by questioning an "insider", they actually involved the huge Kowloon Group from the very beginning. This immediately made the two police officers from the Organized Crime Countermeasures Department excited.

"Little brother, please tell me everything you know about the Kowloon Group...

No, there are too many people here, let’s talk somewhere else.”

Although he was eager to get information from Ryuhiko, Watanabe Masayuki also knew that if he just chatted with him on the street like this, it would be fine if it was short, but if it was too long, not only would it attract other people's attention, it might also cause unnecessary trouble to Ryuhiko.

So the two of them just pointed to a coffee shop that had just opened not long ago, and walked into the coffee shop first, as if they didn't think Long Yan would take the opportunity to escape.

Seeing this, Long Yan, who was following behind the two of them, couldn't help but smile.

Taken the bait.

Although he did not know what kind of close dealings the Kowloon Group had with Japanese government officials and high-ranking officials of the Metropolitan Police Department, from what he knew, although the Kowloon Group was a huge organization that dominated the Japanese underworld, it was not so powerful that it could cover the sky with one hand.

He didn't mind wasting some time if he could gain some power from the Metropolitan Police Department.

We sat down in the coffee shop, had a hot American coffee and two iced lattes, and Watanabe would treat us.

Taking a sip of the hot American coffee, Long Yan had to admit that he felt it was inhumane that the Japanese only drank ice water from morning to night all year round.

"Little brother, please tell us in detail what you just said to us, and tell us what you saw in Tokyo Bay that night. This is very important to us."

To be honest, as a criminal policeman, although Watanabe Masayuki looks a bit bitter and vengeful, he has a pretty good temper. When facing the student Ryuhiko, his tone of questioning is quite "gentle".

Of course, if it were the police from Kansai, the style would probably be completely different...

Hearing this, Long Yan gently put down the coffee cup in his hand, as if he was considering his words. It was not until about twenty seconds later that he spoke.

"You know, Mr. Officer, April 4st is usually the beginning of the school year. For me, it was also my first day of high school. But the experience of that day is something I can never forget.

My father owed a debt to the Kowloon Group, a huge debt, so large that even if I mortgaged the dojo left to me by my deceased mother to the bank, I would not be able to pay it back.

He was straightforward and couldn't find anyone, but can you imagine how it feels for a student who has just entered high school to be burdened with such a debt?

Life has just begun, but it has already reached the abyss!

I wandered around Tokyo in confusion for an unknown amount of time, and before I knew it I arrived at Tokyo Bay.

Looking at the rolling sea water, I even felt like jumping in.”

Few people know that the Ninth Generation Ryushin is Uesugi Ryuhiko's father. Apart from the presidents and their young leaders of the nine core organizations in the Kowloon Group, there are no more than a handful of people who know about it, so Ryuhiko can make it up without any worries.

Even if one day in the future it is made public that the Ninth Generation Dragon Heart is the original owner's father, think carefully about what he just said, there will be no problem even if the Ninth Generation Dragon Heart is included, right?

At most, it was a cover-up by an ordinary student who was unwilling to admit that his father was a yakuza.

To Long Yan, this was a true lie, and he was very good at telling this kind of thing.

Of course, in his opinion, the possibility of such a thing being exposed is not great.

The deep tone, combined with the public speaking skills that Long Yan had acquired in his previous life, moved even Watanabe Masayuki, who was nearly 40 years old.

However, as a criminal policeman, Watanabe Masayuki quickly suppressed his emotions and continued to ask, "So, did you see anything unusual that night, or anyone behaving strangely?"

Watanabe Masayoshi's inquiries were almost as close as asking Ryuhiko whether he had seen the anesthetic transaction.

And Long Yan's answer did not disappoint him.

“Yes, I saw it!

I have not mentioned this matter to anyone except you. At that time, I saw two groups of people coming into contact near Tokyo Bay, but I couldn't see clearly because they were too far away.

As you can see, my eyesight is not very good."

As he spoke, Long Yan pointed to his glasses before continuing.

"But I could probably see that there was only one person on one side of the two groups, and then I don't know how, the two groups started fighting, and in just a short while, that person single-handedly defeated almost all of the other group, just like Zhao Yun in the world.

I was so scared at the time that I turned around and left Tokyo Bay without a second thought, and called my uncle to pick me up. I didn't even tell him because I didn't want to implicate him. If I hadn't met you today, I might never have told anyone what happened that night. "

As an entrepreneur in his previous life, Long Yan could make up stories without blinking an eye.

Of course, the reason why he dared to lie so calmly was not only because he got the box of anesthetics used for the transaction after entering Tokyo Bay, but also to a large extent because during the use of the experience card, except for the strong malicious gaze, he did not feel that he was being monitored by anyone else. This was why he was so calm.

In order to exonerate Saito Takuma, he even made up a reason for Saito Takuma's appearance. After all, Tokyo is an international metropolis, and it is impossible that there was no surveillance camera capturing Saito Takuma's car entering Tokyo Bay.

After he finished speaking, Long Yan lowered his head and glanced at Watanabe Masahiro and the other man. He could clearly see a flash of joy in their eyes.

Seeing that his colleagues had made huge gains, Takasugi Yuta, who had been silent all the time, seemed to have forgotten the agreement between the two and couldn't help but ask.

"So, why did the president of the Village Association, Iemura Ryumi, come to you yesterday?

Don't worry, if they are threatening you, our police will definitely give them the most severe sanctions!"

Hearing this, Long Yan curled his lips slightly.

Compared with Watanabe Masayuki, Takasugi Yuta's words seem a little hollow.

If the Japanese police could really impose sanctions on the Kowloon Group, they would not have spent so much time on him, a high school student.

Chapter 34: The Intuition of a Legendary Detective

However, although Takasugi Yuta's blank check did not have any guarantees, Long Yan did not fool them this time.

After hiding the exchange of interests between the Ninth Dragon Heart and the Zenshin Yoshitsugu, and simply telling the story of Iemura Ryumi trying to buy his dojo, Watanabe Masahiro couldn't help but sigh softly: "It's hard for you, facing the Yakuza, it must be very stressful, right?"

However, Long Yan just shook his head gently: "Although my father is a bastard, that dojo is the last memory my mother left me. In order to protect this memory, I will not let it fall into the hands of Jidao."

This time, it was Takasugi Yuta on the opposite side who curled his lips in disdain.

But he hid it very well, and Watanabe Masayuki's attention was all on Long Yan, so no one noticed anything unusual except Long Yan, who was good at observing people's words and expressions.

Of course, Long Yan said these words to lay a defense for his future rise.

In order to protect the precious memories left by his deceased mother, a passionate young man fights against the evil forces as if he has been reborn. Isn't this very passionate and legendary?

The two police officers in front of us are the best witnesses.

"Uesugi-kun, thank you for your cooperation. Your intelligence is of great help to us. Although I cannot make any promises to you, if you are in any danger, you can contact me through this phone number. I will do my best to help you."

As he spoke, Watanabe Masayuki took out the notebook he carried with him, quickly wrote down a string of numbers, then tore off the page with the numbers and handed it to Ryuhiko who was sitting across the table.

Although he didn't point it out explicitly, Long Yan understood the implication.

This means you have to be an informant yourself.

I provided them with criminal intelligence about the Kowloon Group in exchange for a certain degree of protection. As long as I accepted the business card, it meant that I had accepted this "job."

However, for now, Long Yan is not too averse to the idea of ​​police-civilian cooperation.

Judging from the fact that Jiacun Longmei learned about his plan to open a milk tea shop that night, although the Kowloon Group would not arrange someone to follow him, if there were any major moves, it would be reported to those who were interested.

He was stopped on the road by two people who looked like criminal police and was taken to a coffee shop where he was interacted with for nearly half an hour.

This series of actions not only prevented Long Yan from being seen by his classmates and causing misunderstandings, but also helped Long Yan in disguise.

After all, although the Japanese police are subject to a lot of cumbersome procedures, if they have anything to do with the police, even the Kowloon Group would not be willing to offend the Metropolitan Police Department under abnormal circumstances.

Taking the business card handed over by Du Bian Jiangxing, Long Yan responded in a deep voice.

"I see.

Of course, if anything seems suspicious, I'll call you, too.

I think Inspector Watanabe would not refuse a good citizen's request for help."

Watanabe Masayuki was very satisfied with Long Yan's "good conduct". He didn't say anything more, just nodded at Long Yan and stood up.

It was obvious that Watanabe Masayuki was going to end the conversation.

However, just as the three of them walked out of the coffee shop, Watanabe Masayuki stopped Long Yan who was about to continue to go to school: "Just now you said that your family has a family dojo, right? Have you learned martial arts?"

Long Yan nodded: "I learned a little from my mother when I was a child, Kamiya Katsuhin-ryu, I wonder if you have heard of it."

Upon hearing this, not only Watanabe Masayuki, but even Takasugi Yuta showed an expression of surprise.

However, this did not affect what Watanabe Masayuki was going to say next. Looking at the somewhat childish face of Ryuhiko and the school uniform on him, perhaps thinking of his own child, he continued speaking with some earnestness.

“Just now you said that you wanted to protect the dojo your mother left behind. Honestly, if you plan to use force to defend this memory, I advise you to give up this idea.

The Kowloon Group is not an ordinary gang. There are all kinds of masters emerging one after another. What's more, the opponents you face are not the kind of martial artists who will talk to you about martial ethics. They will only use every possible means to achieve their goals.

If you do come into conflict with them, you probably won’t even have a chance to fight back.”

Faced with this sudden kindness, Long Yan was slightly stunned at first, then nodded gently and said sincerely: "I understand, thank you for your advice, I will be more careful."

Although the original owner, Uesugi Ryuhiko, had never seen the Ninth Generation Dragon Heart many times since he was a child, he had heard of some of the extreme methods.

Similarly, in the memory of the original owner, Ryuhiko Uesugi, Ryuhiko also learned some interesting things.

If there are casualties in the fights among the underworld in this world, as long as no civilians are involved, unless it is a large-scale fight on the streets, otherwise, they will grit their teeth and swallow it, and even the Metropolitan Police Department will turn a blind eye.

This is the unspoken rule between the Japanese government and the Yakuza, a gray area between light and darkness.

After all, in Long Yan's memory, even though the Amemiya brothers destroyed a core organization of the Kowloon Group, the Metropolitan Police Department did not launch any wanted notice against them, but only strengthened the control of firearms.

In other words, as long as he maintains his status as a good citizen on the surface, the Kowloon Group can only use illegal means that are not visible to the public to deal with him.

And once they choose to act in darkness, the "legal shackles" that bind them will be easily removed. This is the real reason why he desires to become stronger.

Looking at Long Yan who disappeared at the intersection, Watanabe Masayuki relit a cigarette for himself, while Takasugi Yuta beside him patted his notebook with satisfaction and said with a smile: "Very good, all the clues match. Although some treatment was done on the scene, the blood reaction can't lie. The Kowloon Group and Italian Passion did have a conflict for unknown reasons. It seems that the batch of goods has not yet left the country."

I don't know why, after hearing his words, Watanabe Masayuki's face became bright and dark under the smoke of the burning cigarette.

As if noticing something strange happening to his colleague, Takasugi Yuta nudged his companion with his elbow and asked softly, "Hey, what's wrong with you? Is there any problem?"

After taking a deep puff of the cigarette in his hand and exhaling a stream of smoke that looked like white silk, Watanabe Masahiro said in a deep voice, "There were no problems ahead, but when I reminded him to be careful of Kowloon, he was too calm. It felt like he had known about the darkness of Kowloon for a long time, or that he had already made up his mind to do something."

Hearing this, Takasugi Yuta was surprised and asked, "Is this the intuition of a legendary detective like you?"

Facing the teasing of his companions, Watanabe Masahiro didn't explain much. He just took another deep puff of the cigarette in his hand and put it out on the trash can outside the coffee shop: "Maybe it's my illusion, don't take it too seriously."

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PS. Why do I have to go to work today when tomorrow is New Year’s Eve? It’s too difficult!

Chapter 35: Do you want to eat?

Although Long Yan was delayed from going to school by the two detectives, he did not arrive late.

This is not to say that Long Yan is very positive about going to school, he just doesn't want to be scolded by the physical education teacher as an "adult".

What's more, you can always trust Sakamoto-san when it comes to checking out the school.

The courses in the first year of high school are not that intense. Even for the most diligent students, preparation for exams usually starts in the second year of high school. For Long Yan, going to school is more about adapting to this society.

However, as an adult, at least an adult in spirit, it always feels weird for him to reintegrate into the circle of fifteen or sixteen-year-old high school students.

So even though it was already the second day of classes, he couldn't even recognize the faces of his classmates.

If it weren't for the fact that the school had just started and everyone was not familiar with each other, students like Long Yan who behaved "introvertedly" would probably be listed as targets for bullying. He had even felt several malicious gazes, and he guessed that the students were planning to observe him for a few more days and then come to "borrow money" after finding out his strengths and weaknesses.

However, a small episode during lunch break completely nipped this boring plot in the bud.

In Japan, students' lunch break usually does not exceed an hour. Students usually choose to buy something to fill their stomachs at the school convenience store, or have their family members prepare lunch boxes for them.

As a retainer (servant?) of the Uesugi family, Saito Takuma was responsible for making the bento for the original owner, Uesugi Ryuhiko, from childhood to adulthood after his mother passed away, and this was no exception even when he was in high school.

However, as a Chinese, although Long Yan was once quite interested in foods such as tamagoyaki, sausage octopus, and miso soup in Japanese bento, after tasting them once, he could only give the four-word evaluation that "it's just so-so".

It's nothing more than egg rolls, chopped sausages, and kelp soup with an indescribable taste.

So on the second day of school, he rejected Saito Takuma's idea of ​​making a bento for him and started making it himself.

Although Long Yan was an entrepreneur in his previous life, he loved life very much. This can be seen from the fact that he did not focus on work, but used his rest time to learn martial arts, practice making his own milk tea and other trivial things. A simple lunch was naturally not a problem for him.

However, just as he was about to open the insulated lunch box, a cute girl with long pink hair and a bow hairpin on her neat bangs appeared in front of him.

"Uesugi-san, can I bother you for a moment?"

Looking at the girl standing in front of his desk, Long Yan couldn't help but be stunned.