Chapter 96 The Living Legend
Kagami Keito originally thought that the words 'all gentlemen' did not include him. He put away his notebook and was about to leave, but was stopped by the kimono woman, who motioned for him to come too.
He frowned and explained: "I have already disturbed you just now..."
"Please honor me, Officer Kaga." The woman in kimono said in a gentle tone.
Kagami Qingdou looked strange and opened his mouth to speak, but said nothing. After four or five seconds, he nodded in agreement.
Fushimi Shika glanced at the top of his head very naturally, and then quickly looked away. Thanks to Minamoto Tamako, he has now learned to hide his sight.
The two Wakatou opened the metal door, and the kimono-clad woman led the way, followed by three people.
Passing through the corridor, there is an independent elevator at the end.
The four people filed in. The woman in kimono gestured to the camera. The elevator trembled and slowly dropped.
Due to the presence of outsiders, the three of them did not communicate. Kagami Keito leaned in the corner of the elevator, shaking his legs uneasily. Kazama Takusai couldn't help but glance at him.
Tens of seconds later, the elevator stopped at the third floor below.
The door opened, and outside was a narrower corridor. To be precise, it should be a corridor. The cement brick walls are exposed, and wires and light bulbs are hung on the walls. The air is extremely cold and humid, and there is an echo when walking.
The woman in kimono took down the chandelier hanging on the wall. She led the three of them along the intricate corridors, turning countless turns along the way. The further you go, the more exquisite the decoration becomes. It is obvious that this is an underground stronghold that has not yet been completed.
Fushimi Shika had a bad premonition. He thought he would just chat with the underworld cadres tonight and say a few harsh words at most. If the other party was willing to let him go, everyone would be happy. If the other party refused, then he would settle the matter afterwards... But look. The current posture might be the Hongmen Banquet.
As for that? Has Shun Watanabe violated the rules of heaven?
Kazama Takusai was equally uneasy. He was the patrol officer responsible for managing this area, and of course he had met Satake Gen. The last time the two met, it was in an office in an apartment building, not a secret basement... Even if he didn't understand construction laws, he could tell that this place was illegally built privately.
The three of them were deeply preoccupied and remained silent all the way.
Dozens of minutes later, the kimono woman stopped in front of a sliding door. The corridor is paved with wooden floors and white lanterns hang from the ceiling, giving it a strong Japanese house style. She knelt on the ground, like an obedient little girl, and announced softly: "Master, the guests have arrived."
An old voice came from behind the door: "Come in."
The woman in kimono stood up, opened the sliding door, and led the three people in. The indoor light was very dark, there were no electric lights, and the only light source was the candle lamppost placed in the corner. Four or five people were sitting on the floor, with a small table in front of them. Sitting at the head was an old man with a stern look.
"Add a seat," the old man ordered.
The kimono woman took small steps to bring three futons, spread them at the end of the room, and motioned for the three of them to sit down.
Kazama Takusai glanced around and noticed Satake Xuan. The latter was sitting in the front seat on the right, very close to a young man. It seemed that the two of them had high status within the Daochuan Club. He counted them carefully and found that there were five people seated there, and there were several figures in the corner whose faces could not be seen clearly. They did not look like they were talking about kidnapping.
At the same time, Fushimi Shika did some calculations in his mind. His only weapon was the nail clipper on the keychain. The five people sitting there were all within his killing range. If they wanted to die together, killing one of them would be enough. After killing two people and earning one, he felt there was nothing to panic about, so he sat down first.
After the three people sat down, the old man coughed, and the four people sitting next straightened their spines immediately, and heard him introduce himself: "This is the first time we meet, I am from Inagawa Holy City." Fushimi Shika had never heard of this name, but He could guess by looking at Kazama Takusai's expression that this old man was probably the president of the Inagawa Society - he was actually half right. Inakawa Holy City was the first head of the Inakawa Society, and he has now semi-retired. In this state, the affairs of the society are all taken care of by the second generation.
Although the goshawk has declined, its power still remains. Inagawa Sejo is wearing a kimono, his face is rosy, and his energy does not have the slightest sense of twilight of an old man. He said a few polite words and directly explained why he met the three people.
One is to clear the suspicion of the Sugamo Apartment Massacre. The impact of this case on social order was too bad. Inakawa Holy City did not want the Metropolitan Police Department to regard the Inakawa Society as a terrorist organization. He promised to unconditionally cooperate with the police investigation and find out the truth as soon as possible to arrest the real culprit;
Second, the Daochuan Association is undergoing internal integration to strengthen the management and hierarchical structure within the organization. He personally thinks this is good news for the Metropolitan Police Department. After reform, Inagawa will be more disciplined than before, so he hopes that Kagami Keito will not cause trouble at this juncture;
In return, Inagawa Holy City will provide detailed information on Nagashima Takeshi, including the entire transportation line that Nagashima was responsible for in the past, and send it all to the search department in a package.
In addition, he sincerely apologized to Kazama Takusai, admitting that it was his subordinates who were not doing things well enough that he mistakenly arrested his subordinates. At present, Watanabe Jun is safe and sound, but he has suffered some "mental trauma". He is willing to compensate for medical expenses and mental losses.
Satake Gen, who was in charge of the affairs, also apologized. Instead of sitting down, he used a knife to cut off his little finger in public.
The woman in kimono wrapped the severed finger, put it in a wooden box, and respectfully presented it to the three people to show her sincerity.
The old man sitting in front of them was himself a legend of a generation. Since he founded the Inagawa-gumi in 1949, he has gone through forty-one years of ups and downs and expanded his sphere of influence to one capital and sixteen counties. Members of the parliament have to bow and show courtesy when meeting him - now everyone can sit down and reason, just because of him Do things decently.
Having said this, Kagami Keito had no reason to refuse.
He nodded imperceptibly and acquiesced to the deal.
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Inagawa Holy City showed a satisfied smile, and without any signal, the kimono woman brought a bottle of sake and filled it for everyone. He personally sat down to make a toast, clinking glasses one by one, and drank a full drink to show respect. Even a small patrolman like Fushimi Shika treated him equally.
"Three police officers, I have family matters to discuss."
Kagami Qingdou heard Xian's elegance and took the initiative to say goodbye. Daochuan Shengcheng said a few polite words and said it would be delivered not far away.
The three of them stood up one after another, and were about to leave the table, when they saw Daochuan Shengcheng's face suddenly change, and his eyes suddenly darkened.
Kazama Takusai's heart that had just been relieved was rising again. He held his breath and looked attentively, waiting for Daochuan Holy City to speak.
Under the attention of everyone, Daochuan Shengcheng's chest heaved violently, his facial features were distorted, and his mouth was enlarged, but he could not make a sound. He could only slowly lower his head and sit paralyzed in silence.
It wasn't until a minute later that anyone realized something was wrong. The young man next to Satake Xuan took a step forward. He stretched out his hand to support Daochuan Shengcheng's arm and asked in a low voice: "Father, what's wrong?"
With a plop, Daochuan Holy City fell to the ground.
Everyone gathered around in a hurry. Zuo Zhuxuan turned Daochuan Shengcheng's body over. He felt for his pulse and lay on the old man's chest to listen for a moment. His face gradually turned pale.
"Dead...dead."
(End of chapter)