Chapter 227 Overt and secret struggle

Author: Tutu Shi

Chapter 227 Overt and secret struggle

"Teraoka Yamada, 51 years old, was born in the martial arts faction, is the head of the Kyrgyzstan Association's executive department, the second-in-command of the society, and the president of the second-generation Meshan Daokai. He and the sixth-generation Medaoka Kenichi are sworn brothers, and they firmly control the richest city in Tokyo.

In addition to illegal industries such as pornography and drugs, it also involves Kabukicho, real estate, entertainment industry and non-performing asset bonds, and is known as the most promising candidate to become the seventh generation head of the Kyrgyzstan Council."

It was Chen Zhiyu who was responsible for explaining, "The sixth generation's hometown is in the Tama area. There are rumors that the top brass of the Tama Police Department often accept bribes from the Kyrgyzstan Council, so the relationship is unusual. But then again, where did you get the stick?"

"Here, in this kind of situation, I always feel unsafe if I don't bring someone with me to defend myself, so..."

Gao Bo hurriedly put the stick back into his pocket, scratched his head, and said with a playful smile, "We don't report it because we are afraid that Team Leader Xu and Sister Qiao will worry."

Shi Zhengmin and Zeng Dan didn't say anything, but looked at Gu Ji.

Without even thinking about it, among the three trainee special police officers, only Gu Ji had the courage to make such a decision.

But there was no shame on Gu Ji's face.

In fact, he was right to carry weapons for self-defense. If people from the police department hadn't come forward, they would have definitely fought with the gangs just now.

Then, Gu Ji pointed at the middle-aged man who was as thin and dark as a monkey walking side by side with Wang Xueming. His triangular eyes were as gloomy as a poisonous snake, "What about him?"

"Ogura Haru, 39 years old, acts as the president of the Kyrgyzstan Association. He is in charge of the North American branch. He is the third person in the society and the president of the Heart Association. He is often active in Northeast Kanto and North America. His main business is loan sharking, gambling, fraud and money laundering.

There are multiple casinos operating underneath.”

Gu Ji also did his homework before coming to Japan.

There are public information on high-level officials of the Kyrgyzstan Plenum on the Internet, but there are no photos, so they cannot be identified with specific individuals.

After listening to Chen Zhiyu's introduction, he understood why Wang Xueming walked together with the thin black monkey.

After all, northern Myanmar has a background in electronic fraud and gambling.

"The information you have found is already a bit behind the times."

After reporting to the police station counselor, Inoue Takaaki came over, listened to Lang Shaobo's translation, and then interrupted in English:

"Although Osamu Ogura is the third oldest member of the Kyoshi Plenum on the surface, he has actually been secretly surpassed by Chairman Abe Shigemoto. The Ryomotosha under him is a very young gang that was previously active in Hokkaido and South Korea.

, making a fortune from drugs and medical treatment.”

"Later he led his subordinates to join the Kyrgyzstan Plenary Session, and was appreciated by the Sixth Generation. He defied all objections and promoted him to the chairman of the association. Abe Shigemoto was very ambitious and never stingy with money for his subordinates. He secretly recruited many retired policemen and since

The members of the Guards have the best weapons and equipment in the club. They have taken away the territory of many established gangs and even won part of the share of singing and dancing in the Tokyo metropolitan area. In the eyes of the younger generation, their prestige is second only to Teraoka Yamada, known as

'The Dragon of Good Origin'."

Follow Inoue's brilliant gaze.

Gu Ji saw a slender middle-aged man standing behind Teraoka Yamada. He was wearing an expensive dark gray suit, with a 28-year-old retro oily hair, and his sideburns were slightly gray. Looking at his appearance alone, he looked more like a

A scholar or business elite, unexpectedly turned out to be a ruthless gang boss.

Shigemoto Abe.

After hearing about Jiang Na and the police arrest background for so long, I finally saw the real person today.

"So, the future boss of Ji Quanhui will be born among the three of them?"

Gao Bo listened with great interest, and pointed to a middle-aged man with a shaved head, a numb face, and sunglasses among the group of people, "Who is that crewhead? He looks very stylish.

.”

"The head of the Chuanwang Kai, the third largest designated violent society in Japan."

After saying that, Inoue Takaaki turned to look at Gu Jiji and others, "Originally, the fourth person who participated in the election was the secretary-general Otsuka Masaru, the leader of the Muraki group, who controls logistics and shipping, but he went to sing and dance early yesterday morning.

He was shot dead by a gunman while having fun in Gimachi Banjie."

Gu Ji raised his eyebrows.

It turned out that the person who was killed by the killer that night was actually the No. 4 figure in the Kyrgyzstan Plenary Session. He then remembered that when he was observing the gangs in the square, he saw a familiar figure, who seemed to be the ringleader who was holding a gun and shooting at the female killer that night.

Zeng Dan asked casually.

"Officer Inoue, is there any progress on this shooting case?"

"Not yet, but our first search section has temporarily listed Osamu Otsuka as an important suspect, because his confidant was in charge of loan sharking and gambling, and set up a trap to trap Otsuka Masaru's younger brother, causing his family to be ruined, so the two of them had a

Due to the deep hatred and the death of the Sixth Generation, the club needs to run for a new president, you understand..."

At the end of the story, Inoue Takaaki spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders.

Perhaps it was because the language they used to communicate was too special. Wang Xueming and Chaojun, who were following Oguraji, looked sideways, seeming to be a little curious about their identities.

Shi Zhengmin also noticed this.

However, Guoan’s current target is only Ryomotosha, so it continues to focus on Abe Shigemoto.

In addition to the ponytail man following him, there was a man and a woman who caught Gu Ji's attention. They were both young, with short hair, handsome and cute features, and their hip joints were quite stable when they walked.

The stability control requirements are very high, and the core parts need to be kept in a tight state at all times.

Only people who have been training in fighting for a long time will do this.

Such as boxers, UFC athletes, etc.

It seems that as Inoue Takaaki said, all the members under Abe Shigemoto are indeed extraordinary in skills. Basically, they are all retired military and police personnel or have received special training.

This is not uncommon among gangs and criminal organizations.

Just like Los Zetas, a drug trafficking group composed entirely of retired and defected special forces.

After the interlude, the memorial ceremony finally ushered in officially.

A burst of majestic and solemn Japanese Buddhist music sounded in the memorial hall. A Japanese man wearing an orange cassock presided over the ceremony and personally led the monks to preside over the farewell ceremony for the sixth generation.

The gang bosses and thugs also voluntarily stopped rioting and whispering.

According to seniority and gang size, people line up to enter the memorial hall to pay homage. The boss with status will also burn a stick of incense.

The photos and remains of the Sixth Generation are enshrined in the white chrysanthemum platform under the golden Buddha statue.

Gu Ji and the other police officers would definitely not bow to a Japanese gang boss, so they just found a corner of the memorial hall to stay.

Taking this opportunity, he walked around the passage connecting the main hall and the side hall to the back, and sure enough he saw two single-story long strip-shaped buildings.

There is no retreat behind the mountain, just a steep wild forest.

A dead end.

In other words, once the gang blocks the entrance to the mountain, everyone will become a turtle in the jar.

Unless you risk rolling down a steep wild hillside.

Back in the square, the memorial ceremony lasted until 11:50 and ended before noon.

Then, under the arrangement of the Sixth Generation family, all the gangsters and guests moved to the dining hall behind the main hall to have dinner.

You can have a meal after listening to it.

Gao Bo suddenly became energetic. He really had no interest in the funerals of these gangsters pretending to be compassionate. It would be better to do something practical.

The temple's dining hall is a very simple Japanese-style tatami dining hall.

Guests need to take off their shoes and sit cross-legged on the small wooden table. Because there are many people, all the partitions have been opened up, and there is a long strip connecting the city, with gangsters sitting on both sides, like centipedes.

In order to avoid conflicts with gangsters again.

During the meal, the police station counselor specially placed them and Inoue Takaaki next to the Tama police officer, so they were relatively close to the senior leaders of the Kyrgyzstan Association and other societies.

Gu Ji took a bite of the rice ball, looked at it with his peripheral vision, and asked Lang Shaobo to translate for him.

Don’t even think about how sumptuous the temple’s vegetarian meals are.

All are vegetarian, rice balls, vegetable tempura, miso soup, etc.

Not to mention that they couldn't get used to it, the fat and strong gangster thugs who raised it found it even more difficult to swallow, so many people took a few bites and left hastily, and then replaced the next group of people.

Is today’s funeral just that?

Just when Gu Ji thought that the so-called crisis was just a brief conflict in the square.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, someone slapped the table hard, startling everyone present, and it turned out to be Teraoka Yamada.

This moment reflects the prestige of the second-largest figure in the society.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of gangsters stood up, and the originally noisy dining hall fell into silence, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Teraoka Yamada didn't blink, but there was anger in his brows.

"Ogura Haru, the memorial ceremony for Miyama has just ended. It's so rude for you to talk about this now!"

"Etiquette?"

Osamu Ogura snorted coldly and pointed darkly down the mountain, "Now the streets in the Tama area are full of patrol police, and the brothers under my command are being checked when they come in and out. Where has the face of the Kyrgyzstan Congress gone? Is it just like that to the outside world?

Are you looking at a joke? A country cannot live without a king for a day, if this continues, the society will fall apart!"
To be continued...