I'm a Hokage in Tokyo

Edogawa District is in the east of Tokyo, adjacent to Tokyo Bay at the south end, and the Arakawa River originating from Mount Kobushin on the west side, flowing into the sea from north to south.

The sudden fog covered the south of Edogawa District. Even if you drive a car along the coast of Arakawa, the white fog covers the bank of the Arakawa River, and the visibility is extremely poor. The car can only be opened carefully under this dense fog. Fog lights, drive slowly to avoid accidents.

However, the chief inspector of Qingtian, who was driving a black car, did not turn on the front and tail lights, completely ignoring road traffic safety, and followed the Suzuki all the time.

Inspector Qingtian originally belonged to Section 4 of the Organized Crime Countermeasures Department of the Metropolitan Police Department, but with the reform of the Metropolitan Police Department this year, Sections 3 and 4 of the Organized Crime Countermeasures Department were merged into the Gang Countermeasures Section.

A serious accident happened on the Arakawa Bridge yesterday. A van broke through the guardrail and fell into Arakawa. All five people in the car drowned. The information of the deceased was quickly investigated. All of them were members of the Iijima family under the Makoto Group .

The matter was immediately reported to the Organized Crime Countermeasures Department.

The death of five people in a traffic accident is not a trivial matter, and it involved a gang, which is a little sensitive. The gang countermeasures section temporarily blocked the news, and then sent Qingtian Inspector to watch outside the residence of the Iijima family. See if there is any change.

It turned out that the boss of the Iijima family was driving out early in the morning. The chief inspector of Qingtian was a little eager to try, and after reporting the news to his superiors, he drove to follow.

Fortunately, Inspector Qingtian grew up on a sea island when he was a child. He ate fish all the year round and had good eyesight. He was able to catch the taillight of a Suzuki car in the fog without losing track.

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Aihiro Iijima, who was nearly sixty years old, drove to a three-story building near the Kasai sewage treatment plant. This is the headquarters of the Makoto Group. On the west side is Arakawa. If you stand on the roof and look around, you can still see it. tokyo bay.

Aihiro Iijima has gray hair, half of his goatee is half white, and his body is as thin as an old osprey. Although his eyes are sharp, it is difficult to conceal the tiredness between his brows.

"After entering the headquarters of the Chengzhi Group, don't talk nonsense, I will do everything."

Iijima Aihiro glanced at it, followed by the yellow-haired gangster who looked around curiously, and reminded.

Iijima Aihiro, who claims to be a true hero and has a heroic legacy, looks down on yellow-haired gangsters who sell their sisters.

But the Iijima family is only a small group of less than ten people. After sending out five people yesterday, there are not many people left. But yesterday, another old brother twisted his waist, so we had to send someone to take him to the hospital for care. As a result, no one under Aihong Iijima was available for a while.

This young yellow-haired gangster surnamed Takasaki did not officially join the Iijima family. He was not a real member of the gang, and his information was not registered by the official.

It was with this thought in mind that he brought people here.

There was no one guarding the entrance of the headquarters of the Sincerity Society, so they went straight in. Only a young brother at the front desk was yawning lazily and playing games with a mobile phone in his hand.

"Too slack!"

Iijima Aihiro stared at his old eyes, looked around, thinking with some dissatisfaction, if the enemy or the Metropolitan Police Department attacked at this time, there would be no way to fight back.

Moreover, he glanced at the screen of Young Yakuza's mobile phone, and it was a coolly dressed girl in the second dimension, who uttered all kinds of coquettish moans as he clicked with his fingers. Young Yakuza laughed and muttered about his wife.

Damn it, what kind of otaku culture is going to corrupt us!

Iijima Aihong felt very sad about this. He also has Yakuza, an otaku, who is very careless at work and even asks for leave because of in-game activities. It is said that the popularity of otaku culture has given young people who are excluded by society a place to live, and it is also one of the reasons why Yakuza is not popular.

"Ahem, is the team leader there?" Iijima Aihiro knocked on the front desk and asked.

"Oh, it's the old man of the Iijima family. The team leader is in the office on the third floor. He has ordered you to meet him as soon as you come." The young brother looked up and continued to play with his phone.

Iijima Aihiro went up to the third floor with a yellow-haired gangster carrying a black bag.

He knocked on the door, then pushed the door open and walked in. Inside was a young man in his early thirties, with meticulously combed hair and a clean-shaven mouth, wearing gold-rimmed plain glasses.

"Team leader."

Although 20 years older than the group, there is a clear distinction between superiority and inferiority in the gang, and Aihiro Iijima can only bow his head and say hello first.

"Iijima, you're here, a little earlier than the appointed time, sit down."

The leader of the Chengzhi team took a look, followed the yellow-haired gangster who was behind Iijima Aihiro, and asked casually: "Iijima, you are old enough to bring newcomers. Where is your right-hand man, Zhukou?"

Aihiro Iijima also showed a trace of doubt in his eyes when he thought of Inoguchi and a group of cadres who had been dispatched yesterday and had no news. The sudden torrential rain may have been delayed because of this.

But I can't tell the team leader about taking over jobs in private. Iijima Aihiro pretended to be plain and said:

"He has something to go out. This is Takasaki, a new face who has not registered at the Metropolitan Police Department. I want him to get goods from the team leader in the future."

"Goods, there are plenty of them, but what about the money?" The team leader of Chengzhi said directly without any hesitation.

Iijima Aihiro quickly gave the yellow-haired gangster a look, and the yellow-haired gangster immediately put the backpack on the table.

The leader of the Chengzhi group opened his backpack, took out a stack of banknotes, and immediately smiled.

"The shipment that was rumored to be sent to you was swept away by the note, and now it seems to be fake. As long as you have money, the goods are easy to sell."

The leader of the Chengzhi group put the money in the safe and locked it, then took out a bag of white powder the size of a palm from the drawer and put it on the table.

"The purity of this batch of goods is very good. According to my market research, the poor in the North District and Adachi District can't afford it at all. There is a vacancy in the market in Sumida District. The price cannot be higher than my guide price, otherwise other groups It’s not easy to do business, but the sales must meet expectations, otherwise I will take back the distribution rights of your Iijima family..."

Iijima Aihiro nodded again and again and said yes, but the palm hanging by his side couldn't help but clenched, and the veins burst out.

Money, money, money, the current violent gangs know how to make money!

What is the original intention of the establishment of the violent group? It is not that the brothers at the bottom protect each other against the government, and the most important thing is loyalty.

The leader of the sincerity group is obviously the leader of the gang, but he pretends to be a gentle intellectual. I heard that he is a graduate student in the economics department. His words and deeds are not extreme, but more like a salesman. ,merchant.

Violent gangs, what will they degenerate into!

But what right do I have to say about others? Although Aihiro Iijima fought, kidnapped, and killed people when he was young, he thought he was a good Yakuza and would never get involved in this kind of business, but the situation forced it!

Iijima Aihiro himself has fallen, but even so, he can't sell milk tea and do odd jobs like those down-and-out middle-aged Yakuza. This is his last pride as Yakuza.

The leader of the Sincerity Group looked at the yellow-haired gangster and encouraged him: "Our Sincerity Group is not like those old-fashioned violent groups that are struggling to manage. We have abundant funds and money. Young people should work hard."

"Thank you for cultivating the team leader!"

The yellow-haired gangster hurriedly smiled flatteringly, like a pug.

At this moment, the three people in the house suddenly heard a mournful cry from the hall on the first floor:

"Monsters! There are monsters!"