Becoming a Yakuza Boss from Tokyo

When Rengoku Matsujuro was daydreaming about how to ask Long Yan to agree to become his "stepson", seeing that Rengoku Matsujuro had not responded, Long Yan could not help but say again: "If there is nothing else, I will come to bother Uncle Matsujuro tomorrow."

After yesterday's training, Long Yan wanted to keep up the good work and strive to make some breakthroughs in the full concentration breathing method within a short period of time.

After all, although the [Empathy Capsule] is good, it consumes too much of the mind and spirit. If you can learn the full concentration breathing method while only consuming physical energy, it will naturally be the best thing.

However, due to his eagerness to achieve success, Rengoku Matsujuro rejected his request.

According to what the other party said.

Although he thought the introductory method of Breathing of Fire was the most gentle of the five basic breathing methods, if this kind of "hypoxic" training was performed for a long time without learning the breathing method, it could easily cause irreversible damage to the body.

Long Yan only needs to practice once every other day.

Of course, if Long Yan has the conditions to create a similar place and find an opponent who can train with him in that environment, Long Yan can also train on his own.

To be honest, Long Yan did have such a plan at the beginning, but when he thought about it, except for the Rengoku father and son, there was really no one he knew who could conduct confrontational training under such extreme hypoxia, including Busujima Saeko, a female hero whose swordsmanship level was second only to Momojuro, and she might not be able to do it...

Wait, if Busujima Saeko was doing confrontational training with him in the sauna, would she also have to wear...

Tsk...what am I thinking about? I just started to imagine things for no reason!

Just as he drove away the distracting thoughts in his mind, Rengoku Matsujuro in front of him seemed to come back to his senses from the fantasy of being his "stepson".

Listening to Long Yan's words, Rengoku Matsujuro didn't say much. He just nodded slightly and then his expression changed. He suddenly became quite serious and said to Long Yan in a deep voice: "Long Yan, although I know you must have your own plans in your heart, I still hope that you can act as soon as possible on what you promised me before. Time really waits for no one."

Upon hearing this, Long Yan's expression was slightly stunned, and then he understood what Rengoku Matsujuro was referring to.

Kowloon Ueno Association, Gold Watch Group, Human Trafficking Group!

After hearing what his father said, Momojuro, who was standing by, showed an angry expression on his face and couldn't help but speak out.

"After my father got the computer, he encountered several waves of harassment from the underworld, including burglary, fraud, and robbery.

But don't worry, as long as we are still alive, we will never let this evil fall into darkness again!

And we were not idle during the time you were in the hospital. Although many bases in the computer had been moved, we still destroyed several bases of the human trafficking group with some clues and rescued at least hundreds of abducted "orphans".

Just because of the existence of that member of the Gold Watch Group, we dared not hand over these "orphans" to the Metropolitan Police Department. We could only temporarily place them in the homes of familiar friends after informing them of the truth.

I hope you can end this as soon as possible and let those abducted children return to their parents."

Listening to Tao Shoulang's serious words and recalling the shocking information in the laptop, Long Yan nodded solemnly and said, "Don't worry, the arrangements have been made and we will be able to close the net soon!"

The ancient Greek mathematician and physicist Archimedes once said a famous saying that has been widely circulated.

Give me a lever and I can move the earth.

Since the day he met Danno Ryuya, this guy who looked like Oguri Shun had already started to make plans against the Ueno Society and the Kinbō Group under Ryuhiko's instructions.

Especially after he received the huge franchise fee, in addition to leaving 20 million yen for emergency use, the 500 million yen in funds greatly accelerated Danno Ryuya's pace of action.

However, as of now, these funds are far from enough to become the "lever" to pry open the giant Kowloon.

As the helmsman of the Kowloon Group's financial empire, the Uenokai has wealth in his hands that is absolutely beyond the imagination of ordinary people, not to mention the own funds of various core organizations.

If he wanted to defeat the Ueno Society at its root and inflict heavy damage on the Kowloon Group, he would need more wealth.

Fortunately, when it comes to making money, Long Yan has quite a few ways.

Among them, one is the most "easy".

Dino Cabana, I will gladly accept the 15,000 maple leaf gold coins. Just consider it as your final contribution to the world, as a guy who is destined to go to hell.

Chapter 111: Uesugi Family Tomb

In his previous life, Long Yan was a young, promising and successful entrepreneur. Although he did not have much free time, when he had free time, he liked to pass the time by reading novels.

Among them, his favorite author, apart from an unknown failed author named "Daedalus", is "Not A Ta Jiang".

As we all know, if you want to get rich in the early days of Conan fan fiction, the way is not to date Suzuki Sonoko, the daughter of the Suzuki Group, one of the four major financial groups in Japan.

After all, no matter how open-minded Suzuki Sonoko's parents are, they will not invest a large amount of money in a creature like a "boyfriend" before their daughter gets married.

But Dino Cabana, the leader of an Italian gang of robbers, is different.

The current timeline is when Kudo Shinichi has just entered the second year of high school. Although talking about the timeline in Conan's world is somewhat ridiculous, this world is not a pure "Detective Conan" world after all.

Because his memory was a bit outdated, Long Yan only remembered that not long after Kudo Shinichi became Edogawa Conan, he encountered the [Metropolis Code Map Incident], which was the famous 15,000 Maple Leaf Gold Coins Incident.

The incident generally tells the story of Dino Cabana, the leader of an Italian bandit gang, who robbed 15,000 maple leaf gold coins from an Italian bank a year ago and betrayed his companions. He fled to Tokyo, Japan alone with the 15,000 maple leaf gold coins. After hiding them, he drew a map that only he could understand. In the end, it was found by his betrayed companions, and then the map accidentally fell into Conan's hands. In the end, Conan successfully solved the puzzle and found the maple leaf gold coins.

To be honest, although this plot often appears in various Conan fan fictions, it was nearly 20 years ago when Long Yan watched the original animation, and the place where the 15,000 maple leaf gold coins were hidden had long become vague in his memory.

This led to the fact that when he was burdened with a debt of 300 million yen, he did not even consider looking for the 15,000 maple leaf gold coins.

After all...no one would think that they could travel to Conan's world, so they would go out of their way to memorize that childish treasure map, right?

Fortunately, as a local tyrant, although his power is not as strong as Kowloon, as long as Danno Ryuya is willing to spend time and energy to look for him, just three weeks is enough for him to dig Dino Cabana out of the modern city of Tokyo.

Recalling the text message he received last night, a gleam of light flashed in Long Yan's eyes.

To be honest, when Long Yan first heard about 15,000 maple leaf gold coins worth 600 million yen when he was young, he was shocked.

After all, six hundred million yuan sounded too impressive. Even though he had forgotten the general plot, the two numbers six hundred million and fifteen thousand still remained in his memory.

Especially in this world, the sense of time was automatically corrected, and the time when Kudo Shinichi first appeared was corrected from the end of the 20th century to the beginning of the 21st century. The past three decades have caused the price of gold to soar, and 600 million yen has turned into a huge fortune of nearly 2 billion yen.

If it wasn't too late when he received the text message yesterday, and even the last train back to Tokyo had stopped running, Long Yan really wanted to grow a pair of wings and fly back to Tokyo.

Fortunately, Long Yan thought that it was probably not too late today, so he decided to go there in person tonight.

After bidding farewell to the Purgatory father and son, Long Yan got into Saito Takuma's Corolla.

He specifically notified Saito Takuma yesterday to come to the Rengoku family to pick him up.

It’s not that he is too pretentious to ride the train, but mainly because today is an important day not only for Saito Takuma, but also for him, “Uesugi Ryuhiko”.

This day is the anniversary of the death of Uesugi Chijun, the mother of the original owner, Uesugi Ryuhiko.

Saito Takuma, who used to joke with Ryuhiko, seemed unusually silent today. With his resolute face full of Araki lines and a dark old suit, he looked like a killer who was going to commemorate his friend.

The black Corolla drove away from the Purgatory family in the suburbs and drove onto the main road leading to Tokyo.

Tokyo is a very peculiar city. In this international metropolis where every inch of land is valuable, people did not build cemeteries in sparsely populated or cheap suburbs, but instead "built" cemeteries in the city center.

When walking in downtown Tokyo, you will often see cemeteries next to residential buildings, and some cemeteries are directly located in the middle of large office buildings.

If this happened in China, such a situation would absolutely not happen. Not to mention being next to residential buildings, even factories or enterprises would not choose to be "neighbors" with a cemetery.

But for the Japanese, this is something they are accustomed to.

Of course, this is not to say that the Japanese have any special habits. It’s just that these tombs have existed for a long, long time. It’s just that at that time there were only temples around the tombs, and no residents. It was not until the city’s population increased year by year and the residential area expanded here that this phenomenon appeared.

Since the graves are private property passed down from the ancestors of the residents, the local Japanese government cannot requisition them at will, and can neither move nor dig up the graves, so they have been preserved.

The tomb of the original owner's mother, Chijun Uesugi, was "built" in Roppongi, one of the most prosperous areas in Tokyo.

Sparse raindrops fell from the sky, and when Saito Takuma's Corolla drove into Tokyo, a light drizzle had already begun to fall from the sky.

With a creaking sound, the old Corolla stopped in front of a cemetery in Roppongi.

Japanese cemeteries continue their tradition of simplicity. In such a large cemetery, apart from one or two walkways for people to walk on, there are densely packed tombstones of various types.

In Japan, most graves are not individual graves but family graves.

Therefore, most of the tombstones in Japanese tombs are inscribed with "Tomb of the So-and-so Family". The ashes of the ancestors of the entire family are collected under the tomb. If there is a new bone-collecting ceremony, the stone slab in front of the tomb must be lifted up, and then the ashes must be placed in a stone box underground, and then the tombstone can be restored.

Holding umbrellas, following the silent Saito Takuma, Ryuhiko and the others came to a tombstone with the words "Tomb of the Uesugi Family" written on it.

What surprised him was that behind the tombstone with "Tomb of the Uesugi Family" written on it, there was a figure who looked a little disheveled sitting there.

.........cut.........

PS. Today is still a pain for a part-time author. I am too busy during the day, and I was called up to be a driver for the girls in the company tomorrow. I am really a little confused, so the update is late. Sorry...

Chapter 112: Have you also watched Gintama?

Fine drizzles were falling from the sky. Although they didn't look heavy, if you didn't hold an umbrella with you, your clothes would be soaked in a short while.

In Japan, izakaya culture is deeply rooted in the minds of every Japanese. Any Japanese who has a social network will choose to go to an izakaya for a few drinks after nightfall.

It is precisely because of this cultural habit that you can always see a few Japanese people who are drunk and unconscious on the streets of Japan in the early morning. I am afraid that after waking up, they don’t even know why they are in that place.

The fine rain wet the thin clothes, outlining the majestic figure hidden underneath. Looking at the woman leaning against the tombstone not far away, her hair a little messy but her clothes intact, Long Yan subconsciously thought of her as an unlucky person who had a hangover and ended up collapsing in the cemetery.

Although they were leaning against their "own" tombstone, neither Saito Takuma nor Ryuhiko paid any attention to the woman whose face they could not see clearly. Ryuhiko just followed Saito Takuma to the tombstone with "Tomb of the Uesugi Family" written on it, and watched Saito Takuma calmly brush away the rotten leaves on the tombstone, and then took out a plate of red bean paste buns from the food box in his hand and placed it in front of the tombstone.

It was basically Saito Takuma who was doing the whole process, while Ryuhiko, the real "descendant of the Uesugi family", stood aside silently like an irrelevant bystander, but for some reason, it all seemed so natural, as if it should be so.

After a while, when Saito Takuma finished cleaning and offered flowers and offerings, Long Yan silently came to the tombstone, closed his eyes slightly, and clasped his palms together.

But at this moment, a slightly discordant voice broke the silent atmosphere between the two.

“Hello boy, is that a red bean bun?

Can I have it?

I’m starving.”

The voice came from behind the tombstone. It was the woman that Long Yan had previously identified as a drunk woman on the street.

The fluent American accent made Long Yan's expression slightly stunned. Since he came to this world, it had been a long time... no, it should be said that he had never heard such authentic American accent.

Although some of the syllables in the middle seemed to be mixed with some Middle Eastern style, this was indeed the most authentic New York accent he had ever heard.

As if she mistakenly thought that Long Yan didn't understand English, the woman leaning against the tombstone repeated her words in Japanese.

"Hey, bro, is that a red bean paste bun?

Can I eat it?

I’m starving.”

Hearing this, Long Yan's eyes involuntarily fell on the plate of red bean paste buns in front of the Uesugi family's tomb.

I heard that red bean paste buns were Uesugi Chijun's favorite food during her lifetime. According to Japanese customs, when commemorating relatives and friends, their favorite food is usually placed in front of their graves.

However, although the woman was speaking in a requesting tone, her tone did not sound like a request at all.

It feels like it's saying, "Although I'm asking you for food, I'm not inferior to you."

However, Long Yan was silent for only a moment, and then he responded softly: "Have you seen Gintama too?"

"..."

Long Yan's response was a slightly awkward silence.

Because of his earlier experience of "robbing" Bando Ueto in Lake Toya, Ryuhiko bought a copy of "Weekly Shonen DOWN" mentioned by Bando Ueto during his hospitalization.

Although the name of the comic magazine is slightly different from "Weekly Shonen Jump" and most of the serialized content is comics he has not read, the work "Gintama" is already nearing completion.

The words of the woman leaning against the tombstone, combined with the scene in front of him, seemed to pull Ryuhiko back to the scene when the protagonist of "Gintama", Sakata Gintoki, was "picked up" by Granny Tose.

Although Long Yan is also an old middle school student, he will not follow the woman's words and speak awkwardly with her.

As if she was a little angry because Long Yan had revealed something, the woman leaning against the tombstone said quickly and unhappily: "Stop talking nonsense, can you give it to me or not..."

"Gulululululu!"

Before she could finish her words, a sound called "hunger" interrupted what she was about to say next.

A helpless look appeared in the woman's eyes.

Her name was Kitahara Sora, and she hadn't eaten anything in over a week since returning to Tokyo.

It’s not that they don’t have money or that they are unable to get food, it’s just that they simply don’t want to eat.

But for some reason, although she had already made up her mind to die in her hometown, when she saw Long Yan and the other two silently paying tribute to their deceased loved one, she inexplicably wanted to taste the taste of the food that the person they were paying tribute to loved most.

At least in her last moment before leaving this world, she wanted to try to fulfill her last little wish in her life.

It's just that the damn boy's sense of smell was too sharp. The scene in front of her made her feel emotional, and she couldn't help but recall the scene when Sakata Gintoki first met Granny Tose, so she blurted out the familiar lines.

Unexpectedly, the boy in front of her saw through her intention without hesitation, making her feel very embarrassed.

Forget it, I don't want to bother with these little brats. If they are the last people I see at the end of my life, at least they won't be discovered after my body has rotted away...

"Eat."

Kitahara Sora was just about to close her eyes and quietly wait for the arrival of death when a plate of steaming red bean paste buns was handed to her.

Sniffing the sweet scent wafting from her nose, the hunger in her stomach made her unable to say another word. She just opened her eyes slightly and looked at the boy in front of her with some confusion.