Chapter 433 Heavy Rain

July 11, 1991, 8pm.

Thunder exploded in the sky, and sparks of lightning illuminated the woods like daylight.

From a private villa in the forest, men's lewd laughter could be heard from time to time, mixed with the cries of some girls, but they were quickly covered up by even louder laughter.

This is a site of the Kanto Society in the suburbs of Tokyo. In the past few years, this forest and nearby villages were planned as a new development area. However, before it could be demolished, the bubble that enveloped the whole of Japan suddenly burst.

After the Great Recession, not to mention individuals, even the government had little money. Naturally, it could not afford the high demolition fees. What's more, now that housing prices have fallen to the bottom, the villagers who originally expected to get rich through demolition had no choice but to move out. Leaving behind empty ghost villages.

The Kanto community took advantage of the situation and accepted this territory, and the villa in the forest became the base for Nishiguchi Shigeo to raise ronin thugs.

On weekdays, these unruly, murderous guys dressed in ancient warrior uniforms live here and enjoy themselves. When the mission is given, they all go out together like ghosts, kill the whole family of the assassination target, and then return here. Clean the traces and continue entertaining day and night.

It is not difficult to investigate the addresses of these rogues, but the difficult part is how to bring them to justice.

Kazuma Yamada in the black van put down the binoculars in his hand and looked at Irie Masa who was silent beside him.

"Are the lawyers of the Kanto Society very powerful?" Yamada Kazuma's impression of lawyers still remains on the private lawyer named Yagami Takayuki who was also very good at fighting a few years ago. "I heard that these Yakuza societies are now popular to hire Lawyers defending them full-time?”

"It's not that powerful. It is said that that lawyer has never lost a case. These criminal ronin have always been at large, and he has played an important role." Irie Masaru rubbed the sword in his hand. Since joining the police force, he has touched the most weapons. It turned into a firearm. It has been a long time since I touched such a cold weapon.

A familiar yet unfamiliar feeling came over me.

"So, we can only go this far?" Kazuma Yamada picked up the telescope again, "There are twenty-seven people in the forest villa, which is consistent with the information we have confirmed many times. Is everyone ready? ?”

"yes!"

Several people behind him, hidden in the darkness, responded in low voices.

Among them, eight were deeply trusted by Kitahara Sosuke and were sent to work in various police stations. They are now all well-known police officers. This time Irie is being transferred to work in the Metropolitan Police Department. They have been gathered together for this purpose. Teach these ronin who may pose a life threat to Kitahara Sosuke a profound lesson!

boom!

The door of the black van was opened, and a group of men in black jumped out, holding black umbrellas in their hands, and walked slowly towards the villa in the forest.

They all held sharp swords in their hands. The leader, Yamada Kazuma, looked serious. He roared and sprinted. Before the man guarding the door could react, he suddenly slashed out with a knife and chopped him to the ground!

There was a hand-to-hand exchange of fire, and in an instant, the laughter in the forest villa turned into curses and roars.

Further away, Sosuke Kitahara, who was sitting in a Rolls-Royce, slowly put down the telescope in his hand, glanced at the girl in sailor uniform next to him, and smiled: "These guys."

The Kanto Society, Sumiyoshi family, Nishiguchi Shigeo, he had already had people investigate everything. After mastering huge wealth, what followed was tremendous power.

Kitahara Sosuke knew better than anyone what method the other party would use and who he would call to assassinate him. In his opinion, the lofty ambitions of the Kanto community were a joke.

He had never cared about these yakuza wandering at the bottom of society. It was almost the 21st century, and there were still people trying to enter the upper class by fighting gangsters on the streets, grabbing land, and collecting protection fees.

This time, it is just to completely break up the Sumitomo Foundation and Hamaka Taio, and at the same time rectify the prevailing Yakuza style.

Generally speaking, everything was according to his plan. Although the actions of Yamada Kazuma and the others were of little significance, they still made Kitahara Sosuke feel warm in his heart.

If this kind of thing is not handled well, there is a high probability that it will ruin the future lives of these people, especially the nine people he has taken great pains to insert into the police force. They themselves have also received many benefits. There is reason to refuse this matter. of.

Even so, he is so willing to give up everything to do things for himself, which is extremely loyal.

"How are lawyer Yagami's preparations going?" Kitahara Sosuke asked.

"As long as we take them to court, no one will be able to escape!" Kitahara Santong, who crossed her long legs in the back row, laughed, "But if we don't take action, it seems that everyone will die?"

"Siying, go ahead." Kitahara Sosuke waved his hand to the girl in sailor uniform, "Just capture a few of the leaders alive."

"Sea Wing~"

Kitahara Siying jumped out of the car and was outside the forest villa in an instant.

The blood rain mixed together.

In addition to the ronin, there were also some men in black who were chopped to the ground. Their wounds were deep, and some of them were already unconscious.

A beautiful but iceberg-like girl wearing a short skirt and holding a delicate sword in her hand walked into the door step by step.

A fierce figure rushed out. He was huge. He first shot a man in black away with his kick, then raised the knife in his hand and ran towards Kitahara Shiying.

Kitahara Shiying's entire body turned into an afterimage, and the sharp blade tore through the pouring rain curtain, cutting away all the rain.

The two collided with each other, and before the ferocious ronin could even scream, he flew back high as if he had been hit by a big truck, and rushed into the villa violently, spraying sawdust and glass like shotguns. The spray opened, and the crystal clear glass reflected the faces of Kitahara Shizakura.

Then the next second, she disappeared.

An hour later, the heavy rain stopped.

The belatedly arrived police officers from the Metropolitan Police Department set up a yellow cordon in the woods. Although few people came to this area, it was better not to let the public see such a tragic case.

At this time, the police officer who was taking the transcript looked at the smiling young man in front of him and felt a lot of pressure. Even though he was the one asking the question, he felt like everything was following his rhythm.

"So, Mr. Kitahara, I would like to confirm again that you drove here for a walk and accidentally ran into a fight. In line with the duties of a good citizen, you called the police as soon as possible. You did not see anything special during the whole process. Is that so?"

As he said this, he glanced at the beautiful girl not far away who was bending over to clean the blood-stained sword with a rubber hose.

She has a petite and slender figure and looks like a cute heroine in movies and TV series.

A figure suddenly blocked his view.

"Is the record finished? Leave the rest to me." Irie, in uniform, said to the young police officer.

"Ah, yes! Irijiang Police Department, I'll excuse you." The young police officer breathed a sigh of relief, put away his pen and notebook, and said with great relief, "Then I'll get to work first."