Three days later, Kishimoto received a phone call from Kazuhiko Inoue, who found Katsuhei Yamaguchi, who lived in a valley slum in Adachi Ward.

When Masayoshi Kishimoto heard the news, he was immediately overjoyed, and he directly threw down his work and left the company.

As soon as I got downstairs, I stood on the side of the road and hailed a taxi. At this time, if anyone dares to rush out and grab it with him, he will not hesitate to do it.

He got into the taxi and told the driver that the place he was going to was in the slums of the valley in Adachi Ward. The taxi driver hesitated visibly for several seconds before starting the car and driving forward.

Kishimoto certainly knows that the Valley Slum is the largest of the three major slums in RB. People who live in Tokyo stay away from that place.

If you talk about the valley slums, it's nothing more than poverty, violence, drugs...... The darkest thing in society and human nature. People who live in the slums of the valley are not seen as social garbage or as losers.

In addition to this, the valley slum is also a tourist attraction in Tokyo. It is really different from other slums in the world, and the biggest feature is not the traditional dirt and mess that the slums share to varying degrees, but it is quite neat and orderly.

It's close to the outside of the street, and the look is better, and the more you go inside, the worse it is. There is also a system of production and consumption in the slum area of the valley, with secret prostitution, clothing stores, commissaries, etc. Similar to the demolished Kowloon Walled City in Hong Kong.

The taxi driver parked his car at the outskirts of the valley's slums and did not dare to drive inside. Even if Masayoshi Kishimoto patted his chest and said to him that there would be no trouble, he would never want to.

Masayoshi Kishimoto was not strong, paid the fare, pushed open the passenger door, and got out of the car. On his own, he swaggered inside.

He knows very well that even in the poorest and worse places, there are established rules to be followed, and there is a secret force controlling them.

Usually in broad daylight, nothing happens. This can also be regarded as a way for the people in the rivers and lakes to give the police a face, maintaining a posture that the well water of both sides does not interfere with the river water.

However, if it were nightfall, it would be a different world. Even if they are killed, there are often no police officers.

Even if the police show up, they are at most just going through the motions. In their minds, death is scum. Death one, one less trouble, after all, can not restrict them from coming out.

Once they get out of the valley area, that's the area that the Tokyo police have to manage. It's hard to guarantee that these people won't do bad things. Otherwise, what will they depend on to survive? Poverty will lead to thieves.

As for the corpses, it is natural that there will generally be a self-disposing of the Jianghu forces that control various places. In a territory like this, the composition of personnel is the most complex.

Kishimoto's entry into the slums of the valley immediately aroused a high degree of vigilance among some of the "aborigines".

They saw that he didn't have a backpack, and he didn't have a camera or video camera in his hand, and they gradually began to take things seriously.

What to do or what to keep doing. They have almost nothing to do all day, either sitting idle to pass the time or drinking and chatting.

According to the specific location that Kazuhiko Inoue told him, Kishimoto found a lonely, but easily recognizable, shelter near a toilet that looked different from the surrounding area.

Without hesitation, he went inside and saw a man who was not covered in a foul smell and was dirty. The other party was sitting on a small wooden stool, smashing the cans he had picked up one by one.

Katsuhei Yamaguchi saw the stranger's sudden intrusion, just glanced at it, and immediately raised his vigilance without making an instinctive pause in his hand movements. He continued to do his job as if no one else was around.

"You're Katsuhei Yamaguchi, aren't you?" asked Kishimoto lukewarmly.

Katsuhei Yamaguchi didn't reply, and continued to do his job mechanically, taking the can he had picked up from one side and smashing it on top of the stone in front of him, and then throwing it to the other side.

Seeing that he didn't care about himself, Masayoshi Kishimoto didn't get angry and said: "Katsuhei Yamaguchi didn't graduate from junior high school, and he entered the construction site before the age of sixteen.

Starting from the brick movers, hard-working, sensitive and studious, he has done all the types of work on the construction site for 30 years, and is proficient in everything.

Subsequently, he single-handedly founded Yamaguchi Construction, and in less than ten years, he was able to achieve the scale of a medium-sized company.

However, the thing that makes me wonder is why I would expose the shady background of the industry? Is this a problem with my head, or is it a problem with my head?

Subsequently, Yamaguchi Construction was encircled and suppressed by its peers, resulting in the rupture of the capital chain and bankruptcy. The president, Katsuhei Yamaguchi, is also missing. ”

As he spoke, he took the initiative to lean his face in front of Katsuhei Yamaguchi. The reason why he knows the other party's resume so well is that he can get crucial personnel information from the hair of the original owner of this body.

In the eyes of Kishimoto Justice, the one who was the original owner of the body was definitely a well-deserved RB Bai Xiaosheng.

Katsuhei Yamaguchi stopped what he was doing, looked up and looked at the other party. He pondered for a long time, and then said bluntly: "Did you come here to humiliate me on purpose, or did someone hire you to kill me?"

Masayoshi Kishimoto took out his business card box, pulled out a business card of his own, held it with both hands, and handed it to him very formally, saying, "You say it, it's not. ”

Katsuhei Yamaguchi took the business card as soon as he stretched out his hand. He looked at the information on the business card and realized that he was wrong.

Katsuhei Yamaguchi read the business card, threw it aside, and started smashing his own cans again.

Masayoshi Kishimoto was still not angry and said, "It seems that you have made up your mind to live the rest of your life like this zombie?"

You even dare to expose yourself in the shady scenes of the construction industry, and you should also be a man with a lot of courage. Why are you reluctant to die?

Rather than living like you, it's better not to commit suicide. If you don't have the courage to commit suicide, I can really help you. ”

"What the hell are you trying to do?" said Katsuhei Yamaguchi, stopping his hand again from smashing the can.

"Do you think I came all the way here to talk to you?" Kishimoto asked rhetorically instead of answering him.

Katsuhei Yamaguchi looked at the young man in front of him, not only becoming more and more confused, but also more and more incomprehensible.

"I'll ask you one last time, you don't have a problem with your head, right?" asked Kishimoto with a nonchalant smile.

"You're just having a problem with your head. Katsuhei Yamaguchi said sharply.

"If you don't have a problem with your head, that's good, and it's not in vain that I made this trip for you. Kishimoto laughed instead.