A day later.

Sumida District, an elevator apartment, 31st floor.

A man in a fancy suit and thin-rimmed glasses pushed the door open, and the room was dimly lit.

"Ahh......h

The man loosened the tie around his neck, grabbed his glass, and stood in front of the family bar with the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows.

Outside the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, there is a night view unique to Sumida Ward, which mixes traditional Japanese alleys and gorgeous skytrees.

He likes nothing more than to look down on the narrow alleys below, which gives him the thrill of being above all beings.

Just as the man was enjoying the night view, he was going to pour himself half a glass of whiskey on the rocks as usual...... His gaze froze above the bar.

There, there was already half a glass of amber whisky.

“…… Suntory Hibiki 17 Year Old Blended Whisky is a soft, multi-layered whisky that is known as the 'Harmony of Whisky'...... Only the chief CFO of the Shanling consortium is eligible to enjoy it. ”

A figure, at some point, quietly appeared by the floor-to-ceiling window not far behind him.

“…… You must be a person who knows how to drink, so why don't you sit down and have a drink together? ”

Faced with the sudden sound behind him, the man was slightly stunned, and then reached for the wine bottle with his own care, as if he was about to pour a glass for an old acquaintance.

But with his other hand, he leaned into the bar without moving......

There, a pistol was taped to it.

Drawing his pistol, the man quickly pulled the safety and turned to aim, and the whole action was done in one go.

However, there was no figure at the curtain.

A muscular man with a white skull emblazoned on a black T-shirt appeared behind him with ghostly speed, "gently" holding his gun-wielding wrist.

"Click."

"Uhhhh!!h

With the sound of bone cracking, the man dropped the gun in his hand, covered his twisted palm and fell to his knees and screamed.

Then, his whole body was choked by the neck and one arm was raised in the air.

"There is only one question, where is Kazuo Amato......"

"I ...... I do not know...... It's the time of the war, and Minister Tento has us hibernate and wait for orders......"

Because of the pain and suffocation, the man's face quickly switched between swelling red and pale, and the polite glasses did not know where to fall.

"Hey, Kohei boy, you promised me that I wouldn't kill people casually......"

On the couch not far away, another man who blended in with the darkness spoke.

An imperceptible flash of light emanated from his hand, temporarily relieving the man's severed arm.

These two people are Kohei Higashino and Siena, who are tracking down Kazuo Tento's whereabouts.

The man in front of him was already the fifth senior executive of the Yamarei consortium who was found by Kohei Higashino within 24 hours.

"What are you kidding, Your Excellency is the one who controls the lifeblood of Shanling Group's funds, no matter what Kazuo Amato's planning, it will inevitably involve the transfer of funds! Since I don't want to say ......"

Higashino Yuhei burst with bruises in his arm, slamming the man into his favorite floor-to-ceiling window like catching a chick.

"Then I can only send Your Excellency to enjoy the night view of the high-rise in mid-air......

The man's upper body shattered the glass window and hung in mid-air.

"I forgot to mention it, it's a one-way ticket......"

The only thing that kept him alive was the expensive tie of decent quality that Higashino Kohei was tugging on.

“…… I...... I really don't ......."

The man's voice was accompanied by the howling of the wind.

Before he could finish speaking, the tie in Higashino's hand slid forward another inch.

“…… But I can use my connections to help you find out...... As long as the minister mobilizes the funds of the consortium, it will definitely leave a trace!! ”

Before the man could react, the man had already been pulled back into the house.

"Those who know the times are junjie, and this is what the business elite of the Shanling Consortium looks like......"

Higashino Kohei smiled evilly, slapped off the glass slag on his body for the frightened man in front of him, and tied his tie.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, after all, I'm going through a second development, and it's inevitable that I won't be able to make a ...... move."

……

Yokohama International Port, Minami Honmoku Pier.

Across the pier, the Port of Yokohama Mirai 21, Asia's largest clock Ferris wheel, is quietly changing with a dreamy glow.

Located on the outer ring of the Port of Yokohama, this reclaimed container terminal is getting older and older under the twilight, and it smells of sea.

In one of the huge warehouses, hundreds of strong, tattooed, and men-looking men were gathered.

Some also wore gold necklaces, clothes with the words "Night Dew Death Bitterness" and "Love Death Stream", and played with butterfly knives, finger tigers, baseball bats and other things.

Several men in black suits were inside the warehouse, handing out cash, food and water to the men in line.

"I've been staring at him for more than a day, and I haven't seen any trace of that guy at all, so your news can't be fake."

On a tall building across the bridge from the warehouse, two men were peering out from the balcony with binoculars.

"The most important thing you need to be a stalker is patience, don't you see those high-drug ghosts and bad gamblers gathering more and more there? Unlike an informant like you who wastes places, the news of my 36F top informant is absolutely reliable! ”

The two sneaky people are none other than Sousuke Araki and Ryoma before the second one.

After Yokohama's farewell, Kohei Higashino changed his calling card and cut off all contact with the two.

Even the other people who were originally familiar with the Nuluo Fist didn't dare to answer Sousuke Araki's phone call at all.

Subsequently, two days ago, Ryoma's side received the news that the trio group asked Nu Luoquan for peace talks because of "Kazuo Tento's unauthorized actions".

Regarding the friction between these two organizations, the Metropolitan Police Department has adopted a rather high-pressure suppression policy in order to calm down the situation as soon as possible.

Even so, with their knowledge of Kohei Higashino, this guy will definitely not give up.

The two were worried, but they never found out the whereabouts of Higashino Kohei.

So, they decided to think backwards and track down Kazuo Amato.

After all, if Kohei Higashino wants to take revenge on Kazuo Tento, he will naturally find that guy.

However, the whereabouts of the old thief Kazuo Tendo are also quite hidden.

Second, Ryoma finally learned that the trio were recruiting outlaws through underground channels through his hard work in the red light district and the connections he had accumulated hundreds of millions of bits.

As a result, the two of them watched the building opposite the warehouse, where more and more outlaws were gathered.

After a while, Sousuke Araki's cell phone rang.

“…… Moxi Moxi, Little Bird Tour...... Yes, we're still watching Yokohama right now, and we haven't found that Kohei guy yet...... What, you said Mochizuki Ayano was looking for ...... in private. Okay, I'll contact her directly if I have more news here......"

Just when he just hung up the phone, Ryoma, who was on the side, rubbed his sour eyes, and suddenly shouted excitedly: "Hey, there is, there is ......"

A black sedan drove over the bridge, drove straight into the dock, and stopped in front of the warehouse.

Getting out of the car and striding into the warehouse were the short, stout Kazuo Amato, followed by a tall man in a gray kimono with clogs.

As several people entered, the heavy gate of the warehouse slowly lowered and closed tightly.

"You have to keep an eye on this, you can't let this guy run away......"

"However, in the name of the trio, Kazuo Tento secretly gathered so many people on the chassis of Nuluo Fist, what is he trying to ......?"

Sousuke Araki, who smelled the smell of conspiracy, scratched his head a little anxiously, took out his mobile phone, and put it back.

"Kohei guy, where the hell is ......?"

……

Coming in from outside the warehouse, Kazuo Amato with an aura of "I am a big boss" instantly attracted the attention of everyone in the field.

Walking up to the second floor of the warehouse platform, he looked down with satisfaction at the sturdy men gathered in the field.

"It's a great honor for you to be here......

"Old man, don't talk about those crepes, we can come here to work hard, naturally because you are generous enough......"

"Tell me, what do you want us to do?"

Immediately someone interrupted him impatiently.

Although the "gold owner" arranged delicious food and drink, and each person was given a thick stack of cash, he also asked them to hand over their mobile phones and not leave this place.

The gang had been gathering here for more than a day, and their patience had already reached its limit.

"Don't be impatient, the old man will go to a place tonight to talk about something...... When the time comes, you just need to help calm the field......"

Hearing that it was just a "town field", the men below all showed relaxed expressions.

casually show your face and pretend to be ruthless, you can get a lot of cash, which is much easier than going to action movies to be a juice man in the past.

"Hey, Kazuo, is it possible, are you planning to convert all these people?"

Walking into the corner, Matsumoto Ginji grabbed Kazuo Amato's collar and lifted him up.

“…… That's hundreds of lives!! ”

"It's just a hundred lives...... When did '10,000 people cut silver' and began to care about other people's lives......"

Kazuo Amato, who didn't care, instead sneered and looked at the tall Matsumoto Ginji.

“…… It seems that the past 20 years of cultivating life and teaching and educating people have softened your heart? ”

"No, everyone I have killed is a sinner who has died in a fair duel......"

Looking at Kazuo Amato, Matsumoto Ginji muttered.

"Fair? With the sword skills you have honed from the shogunate period to the present, can it also be called a fair duel against an ordinary person with a hoe? Swordsmen are all people with blood on their hands, who is good and who is evil, do you have the qualifications and ability to identify? ”

Faced with Kazuo Tento's successive questions, Matsumoto Ginji weakly let go of his hand.

"Don't forget, if it weren't for me, you would still be trapped in that hellish place, and life would be better than death......"

Kazuo Amato's suit was gently straightened off, and black qi surged all over his body, flowing towards the bottom of the warehouse.

"Didn't you want me to go to the door and 'give an explanation'? This time, I will definitely come to the door in person and give Zhang Fenfang a big gift. ”

Having lost the "goods", he was still struggling with how to explain it to the elder.

Here, the Kobe headquarters of the trio actually ordered him to give an explanation to Nu Luoquan for his "personal behavior".

Suffering from the enemy on his back, he naturally focused his anger on Nuluo Fist.

"In short, do you just need to protect me, other things have nothing to do with you. Whether you're here or not, it's all meant to happen......"

Hearing Kazuo Amato's words, Matsumoto Ginji's eyes narrowed slightly, and he fell into deep thought.

Was it meant to be?

……

Forty years ago.

Kamakura, deep in the forest of Komiyo.

In the deep and dark cave, countless star-like blue fluorescences flickered on the top of the cave like breathing.

Inside the cave, a man with a messy beard and dust standing on his back against a smooth mountain wall, like a dead corpse.

"Tick ...... Tick ......"

At the top of the cave, at the tip of the stalactite, a drop of water slipped down.

The man, who had been holding his eyes still, suddenly stretched out his tongue keenly, accurately caught the water droplets that swept in front of him, and moistened his shriveled lips.

He didn't know how many times he had repeated it, but it was as natural as breathing.

When he looked closely, he found that the man's limbs and chest had been pierced by a huge dark red iron nail, nailing him alive to the mountain wall.

The dark red iron nail engraved with the rune seemed to have been nailed for some years, and it had grown with his body.

Suddenly, the man's ears moved keenly.

"Click, click......"

With the sound of barefoot stepping in a puddle of water, a small figure ran into the hole.

Suddenly, the blue light on the top of the cave fluttered, flying and surrounding the cave.

That little bit of ghostly light turned out to be blue fireflies.

In the midst of this fluorescent flying, the man saw the figure that approached clearly.

It was a muddy little boy who looked rather embarrassed.

"You...... Is it a mountain god? ”

Seeing the strange man in the cave, the little boy did not have the slightest fear, but took the initiative to ask.

"Mountain gods? No, I'm ...... Let me think about ......"

As if stopped by his question, the man on the stone wall was stunned for a moment, and slowly spoke in a weak voice.

"I remember...... I am...... Matsumoto...... Silver ......"

After a while, he gritted his teeth in a hoarse voice.

“…… Defeated the Great Brigade Abuchi Snake God and was sealed here by the Tokugawa clan, Matsumoto Ginji. ”

Perhaps remembering his name, or perhaps having not spoken to anyone for too long, the man seemed to be in a good mood, squeezing out an ugly smile at the little boy who was looking at him curiously not far away.

"Boy, what's your name, there should be people from the shogunate stationed outside, how can you get in......"

"Kazuo, my name is Kazuo Amato...... What is the shogunate, I only know the tofu ......"

"Gollum ......"

At the same time, there was a noise in the boy's abdomen.

“…… I got lost in the mountains and haven't eaten for two days......"

The boy, who was no more than eight years old, explained with a sallow face.

"Hey, Kazuo, you do me a little favor, I invite you to eat the fattest game in the mountains, how about ......"

Like a demon who seduces people to trade, Matsumoto Ginji grinned, his originally gray eyes reflecting countless glowing blue fluorescences.