Only I Have the Law: Tokyo Fantasy Daily Life

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Just like the tactics often used by military forces, they constantly hype up the "threat theory" in order to pry open more of Congress's coffers.

As for how much of these funds are ultimately used to deal with the "threat," everyone knows the answer.

After all, a country that has consistently ranked first in the world in military spending has not seen a significant improvement in the combat effectiveness of its army in recent years, and in some aspects it has even declined, with even the maintenance of old equipment proving to be inadequate.

When it comes to interests, everyone and every department has their own agenda.

Is Brad's eagerness to catch the "fox" really to avenge that unfortunate U.S. brigadier general?

of course not.

He was also doing it to gain merit and for his own future.

If that's the case, what makes him think that the CIA wouldn't have the same idea?

Brad knew perfectly well what was going on.

A person can be selfish, but they should never be so selfish as to think that everyone else is selfless.

"Damn it!"

Having figured out the crux of the matter, Brad angrily slammed his fist on the control panel next to him, making a dull thud.

He glanced at Kawai Yukio, who remained oblivious on the screen, and said coldly, "Close the net. Take this guy back. Don't let him really escape."

Brad paused, then turned to Kiyoshi Kaneda and asked, "Are you heading to Ikebukuro next?"

"Um,"

Kiyoshi Kaneda stood up and straightened his coat. "Based on Fox's past modus operandi, he's likely still active in and around Toshima Ward. I'd like to try my luck."

Brad sighed and stood up, saying, "Then I'll drive around the Toyoshima area and see if I can get lucky and run into Fox."

That being said, Brad didn't hold out much hope for it.

The reason is simple: the "fox" is too elusive.

If Japan could deploy surveillance cameras densely in public places like the Xia Kingdom, the arrest operation might be much easier.

Brad understood that Xia Guo did indeed have many things worth learning from in terms of public safety management.

However, those "advantages" cannot be replicated in the United States or Japan.

After all, U.S. law only recently allowed firefighters involved in fighting wildfires to wear masks.

The previous prohibition was not based on scientific considerations. Scientists have long proven that not wearing masks endangers the health of firefighters, and it was purely due to some people's cost considerations that they were obstructing the process.

Therefore, it is virtually impossible to install surveillance cameras on a large scale throughout the city under the pretext of facilitating the solving of cases.

This idea could only flash through his mind for a moment.

……

In the night sky, crows controlled by the Eye of Birds continued to circle tirelessly, projecting the street scene of Ikebukuro below into Aozawa's mind in real time.

At night, Ikebukuro is like a giant beast awakening, noisy and enigmatic.

The area near the core commercial districts such as Taiyo-dori and Seibu Department Store was bustling with people.

Local residents, office workers, and all sorts of foreign tourists mingle together, creating a diverse and vibrant urban nightlife scene.

"A mixed bag" is a stereotype that is given to almost all novels, TV dramas and anime depicting Ikebukuro.

In reality, Ikebukuro is indeed known for its complicated security situation.

Of course, this kind of "chaos" is usually hidden in the shadows of neon lights and does not appear in the blatant form of gang shootouts in the streets.

At least, Qingze scanned through the crow's eyes and did not find the chaotic scene commonly seen in movies and TV dramas.

Everything seemed like just another ordinary, bustling scene...

and many more?

Qingze's attention was drawn to a blue tag in the crow's field of vision.

[The Bard]

The woman wearing this label is strolling leisurely down the street, carrying a bag.

Behind her, the roar of an engine grew louder as two men on a motorcycle sped up to approach.

They weren't wearing helmets, only masks.

The person in the back seat raised the baseball bat high, clearly intending to strike the back of the head.

At this rate, barring any unforeseen circumstances, they will beat the woman to death with a stick before she even steps out onto the street.

But now that Qingze has seen it, the so-called "unexpected outcome" is impossible.

Without any hesitation, he instantly crossed the distance and merged into the shadow of the speeding motorcycle.

The crows high in the sky adjusted their flight paths in sync. Their magically enhanced eyes, like ultra-high-resolution wide-angle cameras, quickly and carefully scanned the entire street and its surrounding environment, even clearly seeing which corners had surveillance cameras installed.

After confirming that the street was in a blind spot for surveillance, Qingze stopped hiding.

He emerged silently from the shadows beside the motorcycle, like a ghost.

The two men were completely focused on the woman in front of them and were unaware that someone had suddenly appeared on their side.

Qingze's hands shot out with lightning speed, precisely grabbing the back of their collars. His arms unleashed astonishing power, pulling them sharply to the side and back.

"Wow!"

The two only had time to let out a short scream before they were pulled away from the speeding motorcycle.

The out-of-control motorcycle continued forward a short distance due to inertia before crashing heavily to the ground, leaving a trail of blinding sparks and emitting a teeth-grinding scraping sound.

The sudden loud noise made the woman in front of her instinctively turn around and look.

That one glance made her stop abruptly, her face filled with disbelief and astonishment.

"A fox?! A fox?!"

As a senior reporter at the newspaper, she was naturally familiar with the "fox" who had recently stirred up all of Japan and topped the crime news scene.

That iconic fox mask, the katana at his waist...

Although the other party's attire was slightly different from what was described in the newspapers before, who says that "the fox" can only have one outfit?

Bang!Bang!

Qingze slammed the two people he was carrying onto the hard cement ground like trash.

"Ow!"

Both of them let out painful screams at the same time, feeling as if their tailbone and pelvis had been cracked. The intense pain made them curl up in pain.

Why do they want to kill you?

These words jolted the woman awake. She glanced at the baseball bat that had slipped from her grasp on the ground and instantly realized the perilous situation she had just been in.

She excitedly ran towards Qingze and said, "Mr. Fox, if I'm not mistaken, these two guys are thugs who traffic in human organs and tissues!"

"You're talking nonsense! We're not like that!"

The man on the left, enduring excruciating pain, loudly retorted.

The man on the right turned pale with fright, his gaze involuntarily drifting to the katana at Qingze's waist. He felt his legs go weak and his bladder tighten.

Before meeting the "fox" in person, they might boast at the dinner table, saying things like, "If the fox dares to show up in front of me, I'll teach him a lesson."

But when the scourge from this news story stood before them, all they felt was primal fear, and they just wanted to kneel down and beg for mercy.

The female reporter quickly stepped forward and explained, "I've been investigating shady employment agencies recently."

I accidentally discovered that someone was posing as an agent to lure Southeast Asian laborers who don't understand Japanese, claiming that they could help them find a high-paying job in Japan.

But in reality, they treat these people as commodities.

They put a price tag on every organ in the human body.

I haven't yet determined the exact location.

Qingze seemed to be deep in thought. It seemed that the key to obtaining the power of this label lay with that organization.

He swept his gaze across the two men on the ground, strode forward, and gripped their heads with both hands like iron clamps.

As the knuckles exerted force, the skull emitted a faint creaking sound.

The two trembled violently, veins bulging on their foreheads, but they had no chance to struggle.

"Do you want me to torture you and then tell you the location, or do you want to tell me now?"

"Mitsuo General Hospital in Ikebukuro".

One person shouted out in a hoarse voice, almost breaking out of their voice.

Another person hurriedly chimed in, speaking so fast he almost bit his tongue: "The location is inside the morgue, and there are still ten people locked up there."

One person is scheduled to undergo an organ transplant tonight.

Qingze sensed the two people's physical reactions and confirmed that they were not lying.

Without the slightest hesitation, he twisted it sharply.

"Crack!"

Two chilling cracking sounds rang out almost simultaneously.

The two thugs didn't even have time to let out a final scream before they completely lost their lives and collapsed limply to the ground.

Qingze stopped looking at them and walked straight to the overturned motorcycle. With one hand, he easily righted the heavy motorcycle.

He strode into the car, started the engine, patted the back seat, and said to the still-shaken female reporter, "Get in, I'll give you a sensational news story that will shake Japan tonight."

Chapter 116 Melee

People always have many dreams when they are young.

Mai Komura's childhood dream was to become a journalist.

In her mind, journalism is a noble profession that is fearless of power, dares to expose the dark side of the world, and is courageous in making the truth public.

Even after entering this industry and experiencing the coldness and warmth of human relationships within it.

As a newcomer just starting out, the flame of idealism in her heart has not yet been extinguished.