Tokyo: My Superpower Refreshes Every Week-Chapter 579 - 577: The Suspicion Chain Triggered by Aozawa

Shibuya District, Matsutao.

This is a famous wealthy area in Tokyo, characterized by the Gunto Matsutao Park, which spans more than 5000 square meters and is also known as Tokyo's oasis.

Okayama Buji led a team to this location.

To ensure the operation's secrecy, they didn't take police cars but opted for vans, parking outside a three-story residence.

Three other vehicles blocked the other entrances of the residence.

Okayama Buji quickly got out of the vehicle, fully armed from head to toe, wielding a Howa Type 20 assault rifle, reiterating the order: "Our target is the boss of Informant Mickey, Mickey.

He's a well-known intelligence dealer in the underground world, be cautious as there might be heavy firepower involved.

If necessary, don't worry about his life."

Although this mission seeks to capture Slim through this intelligence dealer, Okayama Buji wouldn't risk the lives of the elite from the search division.

"Roger that, Roger that."

With responses resonating, the elites swiftly approached the entrance of the residence, without attempting any preemptive persuasion.

To prevent unexpected incidents, Okayama Buji opted for a violent apprehension, using speed to catch the enemy off guard, avoiding the destruction of relevant materials by the opponent.

Okayama Buji felt deeply repulsed by intelligence dealers who sell news to people like Slim.

These people may not appear directly involved in heinous cases, but behind each case, their shadows are active.

They assist those criminals, turning initially challenging crimes into simplifications, allowing people like Slim to execute more crimes.

Okayama Buji pulled the trigger, and with the aid of a silencer, a perimeter of the door panel swiftly broke, kicking the door forcefully.

He and the others quickly rushed in, dispersing to search downstairs, finding no one, then ran upstairs in one go.

Individuals separated, carefully kicked open doors, but found no trace of anyone.

Okayama Buji frowned slightly, wondering why the air conditioner was on, but the windows were open.

Normally, when the air conditioner is on, the windows wouldn't be opened.

If someone entered from the outside, it wouldn't make sense; if silencing was intended, it would be done here, no need to drag outside.

Could Mickey be a martial artist who, upon receiving the news, escaped through the open window?

"Second team, did the drone upstairs send any footage?"

"All is normal, no one inside."

"Third team, what about the situation outside?"

"No suspicious traces found."

Receiving their responses, Okayama Buji's expression grew tense, could this operation have been leaked?

Informant Mickey was indeed unbelievably well-connected, it's no wonder he could remain unshaken in the underground world for years.

Okayama Buji thought his operation plan was sufficiently covert, yet it was still leaked to the opponent, was someone in the operation involved?

Or were the meeting places secretly equipped with monitoring devices?

Okayama Buji sunk into contemplation, scanning the scene, instructing: "Leave a team here, seal off the site, see if any clues can be found.

The rest, pull out."

Saying this, he took out his phone.

The mastermind Mickey had already fled, but the water army belonging to Informant Mickey couldn't have all escaped.

He called the local police station, urging them to swiftly mobilize and arrest.

Initially, to avoid alerting the enemy, Okayama Buji chose not to involve too many people, now he only wanted the soldiers to act swiftly, if they could catch one, they would catch one.

Okayama Buji made call after call, and as he sat in the car heading to the next location, the calls came back.

All thirty-six water army members of Informant Mickey were shot dead without exception, and before dying, they erased all past investigation information stored by Informant Mickey.

This all indicated that Slim's incident was far from simple, a large force was covering his tracks.

Their behavior was extremely ruthless, upon reflection, Okayama Buji realized only the CIA, the Five Major Corporations, and the Phoenix Academy could achieve this in Japan.

CIA was first excluded.

The information was provided by Morimoto Chiyoda, deceiving her wouldn't be easy.

Which one, the Five Major Corporations or the Prime Minister?

Okayama Buji thought, then found the Prime Minister unlikely.

He could not imagine any relation between Slim and the Prime Minister, surely it wouldn't be possible that even the Prime Minister believed in such an absurd ritual?

Wait, Okayama Buji recalled the words Morimoto Chiyoda had said to him days ago, the Prime Minister might not be out of the question.

Kochou and Emily had their souls return to the past.

In times of desperation, if told that kneeling to a blade of grass and kowtowing three hundred times would provide a way out, anyone would undoubtedly do it.

Faced with replaceable crisis, Kochou became irrational, considering trying Slim's God summoning possibility, not impossible.

Kochou has the ability to bring Slim to Tokyo and could also render those he mobilizes untrustworthy.

Involving the Prime Minister, Okayama Buji felt immense pressure, deciding to talk to Morimoto Chiyoda.

...

Chiyoda District, Prime Minister's residence.

Kochou looked at an email that bypassed CIA surveillance and arrived directly in her inbox.

After carefully reviewing its contents, she didn't reply and directly deleted the email.

The other's request was clear, which was to have her cooperate with Slim's operation, making Morimoto Chiyoda the third ritual, making it easier for that person to smear John.

With Slim's former champion skills, once aware of the CIA's defenses, breaking through their protection and quickly assassinating Morimoto Chiyoda wasn't impossible.

The premise was that the Metropolitan Police Department would temporarily slow down its pursuit.

Continuing to have Okayama Buji fully drive such a massive entity like the Metropolitan Police Department in order to find Slim wouldn't be extremely difficult.

Because at the end of the day, Slim was an outsider, hoping that local forces would risk everything to protect him was obviously impossible.

In fact, to protect their own interests, the local Yakuza might even help the Metropolitan Police Department flush out Slim, allowing them to stop large-scale actions to avoid affecting their business.

This was also why Burns directly approached Kochou, as she had the ability to make large-scale operations of the Metropolitan Police Department ineffective.

The opposite party was willing to offer significant benefits, but her involvement in this matter was too deep.

Kochou worried it would be hard to clear her suspicion afterward.

Taking down one Director of Intelligence was enough; doing it again would directly cause a major overhaul of the CIA sub-bureau.

Is there really a need?

Kochou fell into contemplation, not having the same urgent obsession for advancement as Burns, her fingers tapping on the desk.

Beep, the landline rang; she reached out and pressed the speakerphone, saying, "What's the matter?"

"Prime Minister, Minister Morimoto is looking for you."

"Let her in."

Kochou spoke, and the call ended, leaving her with a feeling of doubt about what the other had to discuss during this peculiar time.

Soon, the door opened.

Morimoto Chiyoda entered the office with powerful strides, a smile on her face as she said, "Prime Minister, I'm really sorry to disrupt your work close to closing time, I apologize."

"No worries, has Dio done something?"

Kochou asked this as she stood and moved outside her desk, smiling, "What would you like to drink?"

"Just a cup of cold water."

"That's not our usual custom."

Kochou chuckled lightly, poured a cup of tea on the table, and did the same for herself, sitting elegantly, "Now we can slowly discuss official business."

"Regarding the Arakawa Machiya case, Okayama Director already obtained accurate information, all backed by Informant Mickey, likely even the hideout was found with Mickey's help."

"I've heard about that notorious case from below, have they caught anyone?"

Kochou picked up her tea, leisurely taking a sip.

Morimoto Chiyoda gazed quietly, saying, "No, we suspect there's an insider in the Metropolitan Police Department tipping Mickey off.

Allowing Mickey to escape before news reached, all thirty-six of his followers were silenced, even data storage was erased.

Upon examination, they were shot by a Glock G47 pistol, wounds from the front and back.

One-shot kills, the culprits are a well-trained group."

Kochou finally understood why Morimoto Chiyoda was staring at her, expression unchanged but internally startled.

She had just received an email from the United States, and Morimoto Chiyoda came here to inquire, was it possible she somehow deduced the connection between her and Burns?

No, it did not quite seem like it.

"A black sheep cannot be tolerated."

Kochou set down the tea, speaking sternly, "It's time to rectify the Metropolitan Police Department's atmosphere, widely criticized by citizens, the relevant plan will be drafted by you and Okayama Director, then submitted for my review."

Morimoto Chiyoda didn't expect her test to result in additional work, especially such a thankless task.

She glanced at Kochou, chose not to refuse, considering she initiated the topic, "Yes, I will draft the plan quickly with Okayama Director."

"Good, submit it at next Monday's cabinet meeting, will you make it in time?"

"I think such a major event shouldn't be rushed."

"Then let's wait until you have time to discuss, Slim's case is too severe, instruct Okayama to handle it urgently, giving the public an explanation."

Kochou's mind was made to stay out of the CIA internal struggle.

After all, she has the Prime Minister's immunity now.

No matter what, the CIA couldn't act against her because of one Director of Intelligence.

But if she got involved in the director's struggle, how could she ensure that John and Jack wouldn't do something completely insane?

Burns' promise ultimately resolved nothing immediately pressing.

"Yes, Prime Minister."

Morimoto Chiyoda nodded, witnessing Kochou feigning ignorance despite her doubts.

It seemed this one knew some details.

The Intelligence Department still had moles.

Their reform efforts weren't strong enough, it was necessary to reorganize.

Morimoto Chiyoda left the office.