Standalone Tokyo

Chapter 252: Osaka Crisis (Part )

“What a bastard…”

In a police compartment inside the Osaka Police Headquarters, Mitsumura Daigo was sitting weakly in his seat, groaning and complaining to his partner about his miserable fate.

"Big case, big case, where is our big case..."

Chuntian Dahe, who was sitting nearby, rolled his eyes and ignored his companion's complaints.

Both of them were deputy police lieutenants, only about 30 years old, young and strong, and had a bright future.

Although they are not from the Gold Watch Group, they have passed the national and local government examinations and entered the police department. They are part of the Silver Watch Group. They are inferior to the top Gold Watch Group, but have better prospects than the grassroots police below.

It would be easy for both Mitsumura Daigo and Haruta Taiga to be promoted whether by accumulating experience or making contributions.

A month ago, neither of them had worried about their future. Mitsumura Daigo was a judo player at the police dojo, and Haruta Taiga was a shooting coach.

They just need to follow the steps and their promotion in police rank will be smooth before they hit the ceiling. Their rank will be raised in due time and they don't need to worry about things like solving cases.

However, the good days for both of them are now over.

The reason was that last month when the Osaka Police Headquarters team was cleaning up a black market, the police performed poorly. Not only were five people knocked down in hand-to-hand combat by security personnel hired by black market merchants.

After the fight, the Osaka policeman who suffered a loss became furious and pulled out his pistol and opened fire. The black market guard was not to be outdone and also drew his gun.

During the gunfight, everyone fired pistols at each other, but the police were suppressed by the smaller number of gangsters. This led to a criminal gang successfully breaking out during the black market raid, resulting in the operation not being successfully completed.

Although no one told the outside world about this incident, many people in the police headquarters still felt ashamed. The highest boss felt so humiliated that he was very angry.

If the leader gets angry and embarrassed, someone will definitely be in trouble.

Daigo Mitsumura and Taiga Haruta were the unlucky ones chosen.

Although the huge Osaka Police Headquarters has many judo and shooting coaches, among these people, the backgrounds of these two unlucky guys are the weakest, and they are from the Ginbose Group, so they have no reliable seniors to help them.

Therefore, Daigo Mitsumura and Taiga Haruta were transferred out of the Discipline Department and came to the Criminal Department to become two detectives.

The police rank was not demoted, only the content of the work was changed, which led to the darkening of the future of Daigo Mitsumura and Taiga Haruta.

After being a coach for a long time, you can easily let Mitsumura Daigo subdue the most vicious gangsters, and let Haruta Taiga shoot and kill criminals. Both of them dare to fight and kill.

But if you ask them to investigate a case, they will be so confused that they even think of catching someone at random on the street to investigate.

"Ugh……"

Thinking about his future, Shuntian Dahe couldn't help but sigh.

"Forget it, don't think too much. After get off work, why don't we go to the izakaya and sit for a while."

"no problem."

After chatting with each other for a while, the two unlucky guys who had nothing to do and didn't have girlfriends decided to go to an izakaya after get off work and sit for a while.

Unexpectedly, when it was almost time to get off work, the head of the Criminal Investigation Division 1 came over and threw a piece of information in front of Mitsumura Daigo.

"You two are the only two with the most free time in the Criminal Division right now. So, investigate this case and give me a result in a week."

After saying that, the section chief left in a hurry, leaving Mitsumura Daigo and Haruta Taiga looking at each other in bewilderment.

Although they were very unhappy about being looked down upon, it was a rare case and they had no choice but to pick up the file and read it quickly. Then they packed up their things, drove away from the police headquarters, and prepared to work overtime on the case.

The case the section chief assigned to the two was not a complicated one. An informant reported to the police headquarters that someone was buying a large amount of raw materials for explosives on the black market, and they were suspected of wanting to make some big news.

So the section chief asked Mitsumura Daigo and the other man to find out who was buying the dangerous goods and what they wanted to do with them.

The section chief obviously didn't take this information seriously, but Mitsumura Daigo and his partner went to look for informants and conduct an investigation very seriously.

As two newly recruited criminal police, they still have time to develop their informants. For criminal police, reliable informants are wealth and the rate of solving cases. Unfortunately, Mitsumura Daigo and the other man have not accumulated such experience. They only know a few small gangsters.

But this was enough. That night, Guangcun Daigo found his informant and asked about the recent black market movements and who was buying large quantities of dangerous raw materials.

Naturally, the two of them didn't get to know anything. No matter how good the person in charge was, he wouldn't be so careless as to let a few random street thugs know the news.

After wasting three days without any results, Mitsumura Daigo and Haruta Taiga inevitably became anxious and worried.

This also made Zhong Hezhen, who was hiding behind the scenes, speechless. He knew that the two Osaka detectives were not very capable, but he did not expect them to be so useless. After three days of investigation, they did not get any results. It was a complete waste of time.

There was no other choice, Zhong Hezhen could only help the two of them.

On the fifth day, while wandering around in a daze, Guangcun Daigo and his companion finally received a potentially useful piece of information. A gangster told them this after he was beaten up by them.

"A stranger appeared in the territory of the Zhengkong Group. People who hang out there said that the Zhengkong Group received a business order and was going to Tokyo to make a fortune. They might be buying something."

After working hard for four days, Mitsumura Daigo and Haruta Taiga finally got the news and were overjoyed. They turned around and drove towards the Shoso Group.

The Shoku Gumi is a small yakuza gang that is inconspicuous in Osaka. It only occupies a street on the edge of the city and makes a living by collecting protection fees. It is half-dead, but it has never been disbanded.

According to Zhong Hezhen's investigation, the Zhengkong Group is not a mercenary group, but they are very likely to be engaged in arms trafficking in private and provide privately made firearms to many illegal groups. Therefore, at a time when the underworld is aging, this small underworld gang is still living a comfortable life.

The Japanese Public Security Bureau's investigation did not find any evidence that the Shokugumi was selling arms, only suspicions.

For Zhong Hezhen, who now has two identities, many things do not require evidence, suspicion is enough. He uses the help of peripheral members to secretly provide misleading information to the two criminal police officers and let them charge into battle.

Mitsumura Daigo and Haruta Taiga drove into the street where the Shoku Group was located in the evening. Nakagawa Shin followed closely behind with two peripheral members, preparing to observe nearby to see if the two deminers could find anything. "Go, boy, get some money and buy some water and lunch."

After finding an open space nearby to park the car, Zhong Hezhen randomly pointed at a peripheral member and asked the guy to go buy some food. The three people in the car, including him, had not eaten yet.

"Hi Yi."

The middle-aged man, who was about forty years old and wearing an old-fashioned suit, nodded and bowed, saluted Zhong Hezhen like a grandson, then pushed open the car door and walked away.

Zhong Hezhen really enjoyed the respect from the peripheral members. This was a sign of status and class. Within the public security department, he had to nod his head to everyone he met, but within the poker world, he could hold his head high most of the time.

One of the peripheral members went to buy something, and the remaining peripheral member, who was about 37 or 38 years old, took the initiative to pick up the binoculars and looked at the nearby streets, looking for suspicious people.

They may not necessarily find anything, but in front of the official members, the peripheral members still want to try their best to show themselves.

The recent Japanese economy can no longer be considered an economic recession, but rather it is in the emergency room. A large number of small Japanese companies are going bankrupt and their employees are losing their jobs.

It’s okay for young people, they are young and strong. Even if they can’t find a good job for the time being, they can work on a construction site for a while, or deliver takeout or work as a temporary worker to earn a living.

As long as they don’t owe usury or student loans and don’t have a girlfriend, it is relatively easy for young people to survive.

Those old employees who are over 35 are in a miserable situation. In Japan, where the lifetime employment system is popular, it is basically difficult for old employees who are not keen on improving their abilities to find a satisfactory workload once they become unemployed.

Because their work skills may be useful in their original company, but not elsewhere.

They have no ability to learn, their existing work skills are not compatible, their bodies are hollowed out by alcohol and sex, and when they are not even offered temporary jobs, the only option left for the old office workers is to become homeless.

The two peripheral members that Zhong Hezhen is currently leading are both unemployed old office workers.

The basic salary of 100,000 yen for peripheral members is not much, but the organization's mission rewards are high. As long as they assist Zhong Hezhen in completing this mission, this month's basic salary plus bonus will be almost 500,000 yen, which is enough for them to support their family.

So, regardless of their abilities, at least in terms of attitude, these two peripheral members are very competent.

After staying in the car for a while, the people who went shopping had not returned yet, so Zhong Hezhen felt that he could not wait any longer and had to go in and take a look, so he turned his head and looked at the second peripheral member at the back of the car.

"Go in and see if anything happened."

"Hi Yi."

The peripheral member, who was also wearing a work suit, nodded, got out of the car, adjusted his clothes to make himself look like an urban white-collar worker who had just got off work and was going to eat, then walked towards the street carrying his handbag.

However, not long after this peripheral member entered, Zhong Hezhen's cell phone rang. He picked up the phone and saw that it was the former calling.

"Moshi Moshi, how..."

"Sir, it's bad. Two policemen are fighting with members of the Yakuza. It's very intense. There are many people surrounding them..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhong Hezhen heard a loud gunshot from the other end of the phone.

With a bang, Zhong Hezhen, who was in the car, heard the noise outside the car, and his face immediately became serious.

"Get back to the car and call the police!"

After saying that, Zhong Hezhen quickly sorted out his equipment, including the Glock 17 pistol and armpit holster issued by the organization, three magazines with fifty-one bullets, a bulletproof windbreaker, and a dagger hidden under his ribs.

OK, the equipment is intact, the pistol loads smoothly, the magazine has no malfunction, and the pistol silencer is in the inner pocket of the coat and is not lost.

After checking and making sure that there was no problem with the equipment, Zhong Hezhen pushed open the car door and rushed to the street where the gunfight broke out.

The two Osaka police officers did offend Zhong Hezhen, and the latter deliberately used them to investigate things, but this does not mean that Zhong Hezhen wanted them to die.

He really didn't intend to kill the two policemen, so when he heard the gunshots, Zhonghe's first reaction was to save them.

As for the two peripheral members, let them stay away.

Although the two men were also issued pistols, the two Glock pistols in their hands were products of private workshops. They were made of all steel and were extremely heavy. Coupled with the reloaded pistol bullets and the marksmanship of the two old rookies, the two pistol bullets had almost no accuracy.

Therefore, Zhonghe really thought it would be better to ask them to get away from each other and not to start a real fight, as it would be hard to say where the bullets would hit.

When Zhonghezhen trotted to the place where the outer members reported, the onlookers in the street were standing on both sides of the street, looking towards a three-story house. The gunshots came from inside, one after another.

Zhong Hezhen hid behind a car on the side of the road and listened for a while. He felt that the situation inside was not good for the police. The two Osaka policemen were equipped with SIG Sauer semi-automatic pistols. The two guns fired very rarely, with only one shot being heard from time to time.

On the other hand, there were some crisp gunshots whose specific types could not be identified and which were very frequent. It was obvious that the bandits had more people and more guns and had suppressed the police.

No, I have to go in and help them.

Zhonghe really became anxious, but he was not stupid enough to rush in directly. The people nearby who were watching the incident were witnesses. If so many people saw him go in, the consequences would be unimaginable.

So, Zhong Hezhen quickly squeezed through the crowd, broke into a small alley on the side of the road, and began to take a detour guided by the sound of gunfire, preparing to go behind the house of the violent gang where the gunfight took place, and then break in to rescue people.

The strongholds of violent gangs are usually well-connected, mainly to prevent them from being besieged or raided by the police, so that gang leaders and members who are carrying out criminal cases can escape quickly.

The Zhengkong Group's lair was no exception. Zhong Hezhen only took a five-minute detour to arrive behind the house.

In the garbage-filled alley, he peeked out from the corner and saw two yakuza members holding samurai swords nervously guarding outside a door, occasionally peeking inside nervously.

Obviously, the gunfight that broke out in the lair attracted all their attention. Zhong Hezhen decisively raised his pistol with a silencer, pointed it at the two people ten meters away, and opened fire decisively.

With two clapping sounds, two men holding samurai swords fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)