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"Sir... I understand how you feel." The doctor was quite frightened and waved his hands frantically.
Shirakawa Natsu hid in the shadows, pouting. "How can someone so irritable be a gangster?"
He ignored the two of them, and as the door opened, he activated his skill, becoming invisible, and successfully entered the ward.
In the middle of the deluxe single ward, there is a hospital bed with an elderly person lying on it, wearing an oxygen mask, surrounded by instruments to monitor their heartbeat.
Shirakawa Natsu did not immediately step forward, but waited for another round of CDs.
Only after everything outside had quieted down did he return to the bedside. He planned to play the role of a secret agent and try to get information out of the old man.
Get the information and leave; never cause trouble.
With his eyes closed, Ichiro Mizuta suddenly felt someone gently nudging his body.
Slowly opening her eyes, she saw a strange man standing beside her, but due to the lighting, she couldn't see his face.
"Hey, Ichiro Mizuta, I need you to answer a few questions for me," Shirakawa Natsu said in a low voice, feigning mystery.
"I have no ill intentions towards you. If you cooperate, I promise I won't hurt you."
Mizuta Ichiro's eyes widened as if they could bulge out of their sockets. The next second, his eyes rolled back and his body went limp.
"?" Shirakawa Natsu was stunned, turning to look at the electrocardiogram beside her, which gradually turned into a straight line: "Dead...dead?!"
Chapter 397 Xiaoxia is so good
"Damn it, don't die!" Shirakawa Natsumi was furious. She had been asked by Yamagishi Hika to ask a question, but she ended up asking herself to death.
"Tap tap tap." A series of hurried footsteps came from outside the door.
"Oh no!" Shirakawa Natsu looked at the heart monitor; it was clear that the abnormal heartbeat had triggered some kind of alarm device.
"Click!" The door was pushed open, and a doctor followed by two nurses appeared, their faces filled with panic.
"Quickly, emergency medical assistance, defibrillator!"
The assistant hurriedly pulled the instrument from the side.
"Give it to me!" The doctor snatched it away, tore open Ichiro Mizuta's shirt, and slammed the instrument against his chest.
"Boss?!" A surprised voice rang out from outside the door.
He had just left the middle-aged man when he rushed in, striding to the bedside: "Dad!!"
No one noticed that the ward door had been pushed open slightly.
Shirakawa Natsu deliberately blocked the view, waited for several rounds of cooldowns, and left the hospital around 4 a.m.
He sat upright on a roadside bench with his eyes closed.
Recall everything that just happened in your mind, making sure that no evidence is left behind.
"call."
He let out a long breath, took out his phone, and quickly dialed a number.
The call is connected.
Shirakawa Natsu covered her forehead with her hand.
"Yamagishi-nee, it's me. There was a slight accident."
"You killed him?" Yamagishi Hika asked calmly.
"No, but it might be related to me." Shirakawa Natsumi pouted, not surprised at all, as these yakuza organizations were infiltrated one another like sieves.
He did not intend to hide it from Hikaru Yamagishi.
Unlike Yuzuriha Yu, who is a femme fatale, Hikaru is the kind of leader who is very protective of her own.
"Let's talk about it when we get back."
"it is good."
Shirakawa Natsu hung up the phone and took a taxi to the Yamagishi Villa.
He had just arrived at the villa when he saw Yuzuriha Yuu waiting anxiously at the door. Upon seeing him return, her face lit up with joy, and she came over and pulled him along.
"Come on, let's talk over here."
"Huh?" Shirakawa Natsu was still in a daze when she was pulled into a small room behind her.
Yuzuriha looked around and, seeing that no one was around, carefully closed the door.
She took Shirakawa Natsu's hand and handed him a card, her expression anxious: "Natsu, you should leave Dongguo for a while. I will send someone to contact you."
“…” Shirakawa Natsu rubbed her temples: “I didn’t kill Mizuta Ichiro.”
Upon hearing this, Yuzuriha Yu raised her head, her expression complex.
She told Shirakawa Natsu last night that Mizuta Ichiro wanted to force her to marry him.
That night, he contacted someone from Yamagishi Hika and obtained information about the hospital where Mizuta Ichiro was staying. Then Mizuta Ichiro died.
Yuzuriha reached out and hugged him, whispering in his ear, "Thank you."
"No... I really didn't kill Mizuta Ichiro." Shirakawa Natsu's face darkened; Yuzuriha Yu's gaze made him very uncomfortable.
This complex look was the first time he had ever seen it on the face of this femme fatale.
"I know, but now is not the time to be stubborn." Yuzuriha Yu placed her hand on the back of his head, pressing his forehead against hers.
"I'll contact you and let you come back once everything is over. Think of it as a trip."
"Forget it, there's no point in explaining." Shirakawa Natsumi stepped out of her arms and put her hands on her shoulders. "Yuzuriha-nee, I'll say it again, I really didn't kill the person. Also, I'm going to see Yamagishi-nee."
After he finished speaking, he waved to her and left the room.
Yuzuriha Yu watched his retreating figure with a complicated expression.
On the other side, the Metropolitan Police Department.
As Hojo Maki was reviewing documents at her desk, there was a knock on the office door.
"Inspector Maki, something bad has happened!" The person who came in was a young police officer with a panicked face: "The chief wants you to go to his office. Mizuta Ichiro of the Mizuta Group died in the hospital last night."
Hojo Maki paused, put down the document in her hand, and put on a gentle smile: "Don't be nervous."
When the young police officer saw Maki's maternal smile, his panicked expression subsided somewhat, and he lowered his head: "Sorry, Inspector."
"It's alright." Hojo Maki tidied up the documents on the table before standing up and heading to the director's office.
She knocked lightly on the door, and after receiving permission, she opened the door and went inside.
"Ma Fei, please sit down." The bureau chief was in his fifties, with a receding hairline and a robust build, clearly someone who had once fought on the front lines. However, he was now somewhat overweight, and he smiled broadly, appearing very amiable.
"It's alright. Shouldn't those yakuza matters be handled by the anti-yakuza task force?" Hojo Maki asked.
Although she was also in the criminal investigation department, because she was a woman, she mainly dealt with trivial matters.
"Heh heh, that's how it is." The director chuckled, adopting the image of a kind old man: "Ma Fei, you should know something about the Mizuta Group, right?"
"Hmm." Consort Ma nodded. She didn't concern herself with this area, but some cases inevitably involved her, so she knew a little about it:
"The Mizuta Group is a force that rose to prominence after the Yamagishi family divested its yakuza business, and it has been causing trouble for the Yamagishi family."
“Yes.” The chief nodded. “Ichiro Mizuta died last night. We don’t know the specifics, but his son, Yu Mizuta, often acts without considering the consequences. I hope you, Maki, can represent the police and talk to them to get some specific information. If the countermeasures team goes, I’m worried it will only make things worse.”
Hojo Maki's beautiful brows furrowed, and she quickly understood the key point.
Fearing the situation would spiral out of control, the police wanted her to play the "bad cop" and gather information first.
The countermeasures team will only be deployed when necessary.
This can provide a buffer zone between the two.
She knew a bit about Mizuta Yu; he was the kind of guy who was rather unruly, and the bureau chief was clearly afraid that this kind of guy would cause trouble.
"okay, I get it."
Hojo Maki did not refuse.
She didn't like dealing with yakuza, but she also knew that no one in the bureau was suitable for this job except for her.
"Go ahead and do it with confidence. You have the entire police system behind you." The chief added a few more words of encouragement; he was very satisfied with Hojo Maki.
Unfortunately, her husband had connections to organized crime, which prevented her from getting a promotion.
“Okay.” Hojo Maki came out of the office, hesitated for a few seconds, and dialed Shirakawa Natsu’s number.
At that moment, Shirakawa Natsu was sitting next to Yamagishi Hikaru. When she heard the phone ring, she nodded to Yamagishi and then answered the call.
"Auntie, is there something you need?"
"Hmph, is Xia busy?"
"Oh, with friends." Shirakawa Natsu glanced at Hikaru.
"I've taken on a case, so I'll be quite busy these days and might not be able to go home for dinner on time," said Hojo Maki in a gentle voice.
"Oh, then I'll bring you your food," Shirakawa Natsu said.
"Hmph, no need. You should spend more time with Kanna." After saying that, Hojo Maki didn't say anything more, nor did she hang up the phone.
"Alright then, is there anything else, Auntie?"
"Something's up, I'd like to hear your voice."
After exchanging a few words, Aunt Mafei hung up the phone with a smile on her face. Her mood had improved after the call; Xia was still the best.
Chapter 398 Coordination Work
After hanging up the phone and talking with her aunt, Shirakawa Natsumi felt much better. Sitting down again, she looked towards Yamagishi Hikaru and said:
“I didn’t kill him. I guess he was scared to death by my sudden appearance.”
After he finished speaking, he looked at the flowers on the mountain bank.
If this matter is really investigated, he might end up taking the blame.
The air seemed to freeze at that moment.
Yamagishi Hika picked up the sake cup, brought it to her lips, and took a small sip: "If you're dead, you're dead."
Her dismissive tone made the air flow again.
"Hmm?" Shirakawa Natsu asked in surprise, "Isn't he the moderate faction of the Mizuta Group? Mizuta Yu is the militant faction, isn't he?"
Yamagishi Hika glanced at him sideways and said, "I am Yamagishi Hika."
"Uh..." Shirakawa Natsumi was speechless for a moment: "What do we do now?"
"Let's drink." Yamagishi Hika picked up her sake cup, swirled it, and said, "When the tigress is slightly tipsy, she has a different flavor."
Shirakawa Natsu turned his head away. He remembered that the last time they drank, he took advantage of Yamagishi Hika's drunkenness and smeared her face with saliva.
Seeing her slightly tipsy again, I felt a mix of emotions and instinctively avoided her gaze.
"Hmph." Yamagishi Hika glanced at him sideways and started drinking her wine.
If in the past, when Bihua pointed a gun at his head, he was a beast that would devour its prey, now Bihua is a beast that appears relaxed and carefree in front of you.
"Knock knock knock." A knock sounded at the door: "Sister Bihua, it's me, You."
"Come in." Yamagishi Hika put down her wine glass, her tone casual.
The door opened, and Yuzuriha walked in, her expression grave, her eyes filled with worry. Her gaze swept over Shirakawa Natsu, then returned to Yamagishi Hikaru.
"Sister Yamagishi, Ichiro Mizuta is dead. Shouldn't we make preparations soon?"
"Go ahead and do it." Hikaru Yamagishi smiled indifferently: "I won't be staying here for long. The Yamagishi family is now entirely under your control. It's not appropriate for me to interfere."
“I’m only good at managing companies. After my sister left, the Mizuta Group has been pressing me relentlessly, and I’m already exhausted from dealing with them.” Yuzuriha Yu looked worried. “Now that Mizuta Ichiro is no longer holding us back, given Mizuta Yu’s personality, he will definitely retaliate against us without considering the consequences.”
Upon hearing this, Yamagishi Hika didn't speak, but simply smiled and continued drinking.
The scene fell into a deathly silence.
Shirakawa Natsu sat to the side, squinting his eyes; he seemed to have finally realized what was going on.
Yuzuriha Yuu appears to be showing weakness.
In reality, the feud between the Yamagishi family and the Mizuta group was largely due to Hikaru Yamagishi, as both of the old man's sons were killed by Hikaru.