Xu Cheng closed the door, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Qiu Gongyue standing in the entrance hall, and was startled.

"Akimiya-san, please don't suddenly appear behind others like a ghost, okay?"

This means that he is relatively calm. If it were anyone else, he would have hit him with a punch.

Qiu Gongyue didn't pay attention to Xu Cheng's complaints and asked softly: "Aren't you going to call the police?"

Being so coerced by the Yakuza organization, most ordinary people would choose to call the police.

If you don't call the police, you are either too timid or you have the confidence to solve the problem yourself.

"Call the police? Akimiya-san, let me tell you a story."

Xu Cheng crossed his hands and leaned against the wall of the entrance: "There was a little bear in the forest who had a lot of hair. He collected the hair he shed every day as fuel and burned it to keep warm. But one day, the little bear found that he had no hair and no hair.

He lost his hair, and the stored hair became less and less, and finally it was completely burned out. He couldn't keep warm and fell ill with a cold. All his friends came to see him and asked him what was wrong. What do you think the little bear said?"

Qiu Gongyue listened very carefully: "What did Little Bear say?"

Xu Cheng smiled slightly: "Little Bear said - it's useless."

Qiu Gongyue had a straight face and stared at him with dark eyes.

She listened very carefully at first, thinking that Xu Cheng would tell some meaningful story.

The result is this, do you think I am a little friend who likes to listen to stories?

Calling the police is useless. This is not Xu Cheng's groundless speculation. During the investigation last night, he specifically visited several residents who were forced to sell their houses by the Aomori Affairs Bureau through intimidation.

These residents called the police from the beginning, but the police said they would come to investigate the situation, but never showed up and kept pushing the envelope.

Either the Aomori affairs have a good grasp of the situation and bribed the police, or there is an unknown reason behind this.

No matter which reason it was, it proved that calling the police was useless, and Xu Cheng could only solve the problem on his own.

Qiu Gongyue asked again: "Then what are you going to do?"

"They have guns and people, what can I do on my own? Of course it's just a show off."

Xu Cheng didn't care at all, crossed Qiu Gongyue, turned around and went back to his room.

Just when he was about to enter the bedroom, he suddenly turned around and said, "By the way, you don't have to rush out. Maybe Aomori Affairs will go bankrupt in the next two days, haha."

Qiu Gongyue frowned slightly, Xu Cheng's attitude made her confused.

Isn't this the mentality of a person who has just been robbed of an important house, but he can still laugh? Could it be that he has been stimulated and his spirit has become abnormal?

If he was really related to the killer, how could he be so easily robbed of his house by a group of gangsters without any help?

Qiu Gongyue looked around. Although she went out early and came back late, she was very familiar with the place where she had lived for half a year.

The thought of having to change her base again made her feel slightly unhappy.

Night falls.

Qiu Gongyue picked up her suitcase early and went out to work.

Before leaving, she took a look at Xu Cheng's bedroom. The bedroom door had not been opened all day, and no one inside had come out to eat or drink, as if they were escaping from reality.

Is such a person who was forced into a desperate situation really related to the killer?

There are many doubts about this landlord, but his compromise and helplessness are also puzzling.

After Qiu Gongyue left, the room was quiet, only the clock hanging on the wall was ticking.

When the hour hand pointed to the number 12, with a slight sound, the bedroom door opened.

Xu Cheng, wearing sportswear, walked out, full of energy, his eyes gleaming in the darkness - he slept in the room for a whole day, replenishing his energy just for tonight's action.

There were no handy weapons at home, only scissors and kitchen knives - Xu Cheng felt that what he was going to do tonight would not go down in history, but would at least shock Tokyo. Using a kitchen knife as a weapon was really a bit low.

So he chose to travel lightly, took out the bicycle that had not been used for a long time from the storage room, dusted it off, and pushed it out of the house.

He put on his hood and mask, got on his bicycle and drove into the night.

Sumida Ward is not a place with rich night life like Shibuya or Ginza. After about twelve o'clock, there are not many people on the road.

Xu Cheng was riding a bicycle on the side of the road. The street lights shone on him, casting an orange light that flickered on and off.

After walking through several blocks, we came to a place near the river embankment and found a remote location to hide the bicycle.

Standing on the high embankment, looking at the Tokyo Skytree towering like a giant among the tall buildings in the distance, Xu Cheng felt that he should write a poem about this situation.

"The night gave me black eyes, but I use them to look at pictures..."

"Kill a person in ten steps, leave no trace in a thousand miles, when it's over, I'll take off my clothes and ask you if your eyes are dry..."

"Jing Ke stabbed the King of Qin and carried him on his two hairy legs..."

"Forget it, I don't have any literary talent."

Xu Cheng gave up Wen Qing and said silently in his heart: "Use the killer card and load the appearance."

Black smoke enveloped him, transforming into a straight black windbreaker and a tall and handsome young man with eyes like eagles.

He used stealth (mastery), completely blended his body into the night, and moved towards the route he had investigated last night.

Avoiding surveillance along the way, Xu Cheng soon arrived at a private residence.

The Aomori-gumi family has a rich heritage. Their ancestors were once landowners in the Edo area. Although they declined after the war, they still left behind a huge mansion.

It has a large area, a garden courtyard, and a series of Japanese-style buildings.

The president of Aomori Affairs, Aomori Yasuhei, usually lives here, and most of the cadres of the Aomori Group also live here. This place is obviously the home base of the Aomori Group.

Xu Cheng went around the wall on the side of the house, found a spot to climb over the wall, and landed in the garden.

As soon as I entered, I heard noisy sounds coming from inside. If I listened carefully, it seemed that a group of people were having a party.

This was convenient for Xu Cheng, so he quietly walked over there.

…

In a spacious room, most of the members of the Aomori group gathered together, singing, drinking, dancing and eating powder. The music was played loudly, like a group of demons dancing wildly.

In order to support this group of members, Aomori Kohei spared no expense. Not only did he have generous living expenses, but he would also call them to hold banquets every now and then to eat, drink and have fun.

Matsuzaka Keigo is also among them. Although he messed up what his father told him yesterday, he is still qualified and will not be kicked out.

But even so, the attitude of the team members towards him became subtle. Usually at the banquet, there would always be people coming up to toast and flatter him, but today no one paid attention, and he was sitting alone in the corner drinking.

After all, he led someone to find trouble for Otaku, and was beaten to a bruised nose and face, while Tomo Sakon, an office worker, easily defeated the target.

In comparison, Matsuzaka Keigo's incompetence was particularly obvious. Coupled with his father's disgust, he was suddenly isolated.

Japanese people have a deep understanding of bullying, and even those in the Yakuza are not immune to it.

Matsusaka Keigo raised his head and took a sip of wine, feeling bitter.

Because he was bullied and isolated in middle school, he dropped out of school in anger and joined the Aomori-gumi. After years of hard work, he earned the title of the Ghost of Aomori.

I thought I had finally reached the peak of my life, but I didn't expect that I made a mistake and was isolated again.

Wouldn’t it be a waste of time to drop out of school?

If he had known that gangsters would also be bullied, he should have continued studying, maybe he would have become a lawyer or a doctor, and he would have been happy hugging beautiful women in Ginza.

Matsuzaka Keigo looked at Tomoe Sakon, who was not far away and had a red face. He had been rewarded by his father for making a fortune for Aomori affairs and was invited to the banquet. Everyone had already accepted him as a member of Aomori.

After drinking for a while, Keigo Matsusaka got up and walked outside the house to the courtyard.

He looked around and finally chose a flower bed and walked over.

Xu Cheng was hiding in the flower garden when he saw a man coming out of the house. He recognized this guy with bruises on his face. Isn't it the pig head that he beat up last night?

He saw Keigo Matsuzaka standing there for a while and then walking towards where he was hiding. He was shocked. Could it be that he had been discovered?

He held his breath and watched as Keigo Matsuzaka walked to the flower garden, pointed at his face, unbuttoned his belt, and took out the eggs.
Chapter completed!