Substitute Toyokawa Shoko, you can become stronger by breathing

"etc"

Her voice became wary and hesitant.

"No... No, what did you mean when you said that even if you really wanted to kill someone, you wouldn't do it yourself?"

Jiujo Liansi thought to himself that something was wrong. What he had just said was indeed too casual, and it almost instinctively revealed his old way of thinking.

"That's just an analogy."

He responded calmly, without a trace of fluctuation in his tone, as if he was just saying it casually.

"It means I won't do something stupid like that."

Shoko Toyokawa finally felt completely relieved.

Kujo Renji could sense her doubts and uneasiness, but these emotions were gradually fading away.

"Okay...I believe you."

...

The night in Tokyo is as dark as ink. The drizzle hits the streets, reflecting mottled light and shadows under the neon lights.

Kujo Renji was holding a black umbrella, standing in front of a convenience store opposite a high-end apartment building. His amber eyes were hidden in the shadow of the umbrella, and he was observing the target building calmly.

Two days have passed since I received the Glock 17 from Ryuichi Yamamoto.

The gun was now hidden in his backpack, and the heavy weight was reassuring.

"The target appears."

Kujo Renji whispered to himself, his eyes fixed on the man who got out of the taxi - Seiichi Tsuda.

According to the information provided by Yamamoto Ryuichi, since being detained by the police after the STARRY incident and reprimanded by the Ishikawa Group, Tsuda Seiichi's status has plummeted. Although he was freed, he was stripped of most of his power and could only be responsible for some trivial tasks.

Of course, Kujo Renji didn't believe it at all.

This may be true on the surface, but the fact that Ishikawa asked Seiichi Tsuda to be responsible for "monitoring" him shows that the other party's status has actually declined in public but risen in private.

Seiichi Tsuda took out his key and walked towards the apartment door.

Kujo Renji put away his umbrella, put on a mask and a baseball cap, and followed slowly.

His movements were natural and smooth, as if he was just another resident returning home, and he didn't attract anyone's attention.

When Seiichi Tsuda entered the elevator, Renji Kujo followed him in, but she did not choose the elevator. Instead, she caught up with him by climbing the stairs.

Fortunately, the floor where Seiichi Tsuda lived was not too high.

Miss "Toyokawa Shoko"'s well-trained body was barely strong enough to support her in reaching the floor before the elevator.

Ding.

The elevator door opens.

Seiichi Tsuda walked to the door of his house.

"Good evening, Mr. Tsuda." The girl's clear voice sounded.

Seiichi Tsuda turned his head suddenly, and when his memory finally came back, his face turned pale in an instant and his body unconsciously leaned against the wall.

He stammered, "Ms. Feng, Ms. Fengchuan..."

"It seems Mr. Tsuda still remembers me. This makes the rest of the conversation much easier."

Seiichi Tsuda froze in place, apparently contemplating the possibility of escape.

At this moment, Renji Kujo took out the Glock 17 from his backpack. His movements were elegant and quick, and the muzzle was pointed steadily at Seiichi Tsuda's abdomen. It was hidden between the bag and clothes, and only Seiichi Tsuda could see it.

"Don't do anything stupid, Mr. Tsuda."

Jiujo Renji's tone remained calm, as if he was just discussing the weather:

"We just need to talk, that's all."

The blood drained completely from Tsuda Seiichi's face. He nodded mechanically like a puppet, his trembling fingers groping for the key, trying to open the door of his apartment. After three attempts, the key finally inserted into the lock and the door opened.

Seiichi Tsuda's apartment is surprisingly tidy. Although it is not big, the furniture looks high-end.

In the center of the living room is a black leather sofa, and several modern abstract paintings hang on the wall.

"Please take a seat."

Kujo Renji gestured to Tsuda Seiichi to sit on the sofa, and he himself sat elegantly on the single chair opposite.

"It was Ishikawa Shunya who asked you to find someone to follow me, right?"

Hearing this, Tsuda Makoto opened his mouth, but finally nodded and said:

"Ms. Toyokawa, that was a misunderstanding. I can explain..."

Kujo Renji hit Tsuda Seiichi's mouth directly with the butt of his gun.

--boom.

Tsuda Seiichi's body tilted.

Immediately afterwards, the calm voice of Kujo Renji was heard.

"Now, call Ishikawa Shunya."

"I...I really don't have Mr. Ishikawa's personal contact information..."

Tsuda Seiichi's voice was filled with pleading:

"Since the STARRY incident, I've been demoted and can only contact him through other people..."

Jiujo Renji's eyes turned cold, and his amber pupils flashed dangerously under the light:

"Mr. Tsuda, lying won't do you any good."

His voice became colder:

"Don't make me repeat myself a second time."

Cold sweat oozed from Tsuda Seiichi's forehead, and his eyes kept moving back and forth between Kujo Renji and the gun:

"You don't understand... If I gave you this information, Mr. Ishikawa would kill me..."

"If you don't give me this information."

Kujo Renji said softly, the muzzle of the gun slightly raised, pointing it at Tsuda Seiichi's chest, "You won't even have the chance to see Mr. Ishikawa."

The air in the room seemed to freeze. The sound of raindrops hitting the window was particularly clear in the silence.

"Take out your cell phone." Kujo Renji ordered.

Seiichi Tsuda took out his cell phone from his pocket tremblingly and handed it to Renji Kujo.

"Unlocked."

Seiichi Tsuda did as he was told, his eyes filled with despair.

Kujo Renji took the phone and operated it with one hand, browsing the address book and call logs, while the gun was still pointed steadily at Tsuda Seiichi.

"I told you..." Tsuda Seiichi's voice was almost pleading, "I really didn't..."

Ignoring his excuses, Kujo Renji began checking text messages and social media. After browsing a few apps, his gaze stopped at an encrypted messaging app.

"password."

A hint of hesitation flashed across Tsuda Seiichi's face, but under the cold gaze of Kujo Renji, he finally told the password.

Jiujo Renji entered the password and opened the app. There were only a few contacts, just a few code names. He clicked on the call log, carefully examining the content and tone of each message.

"This 'BOSS' is Ishikawa Shunya, right?" Kujo Renji asked, tilting his head.

Seiichi Tsuda's body visibly stiffened, and this tiny reaction was enough to confirm Renji Kujo's guess.

Before Tsuda Seiichi could react, Kujo Renji had already moved in front of him like lightning and slammed the butt of his gun into his temple. After a dull thud, Tsuda Seiichi's eyes rolled back and he fell limply onto the sofa, completely unconscious.

The room was completely silent, with only the sound of Kujo Renji's steady breathing and the tapping of his fingers on the screen. Outside the window, the night in Tokyo grew darker, and the rain began to fall again, streaking the glass.

Kujo Renji pressed the call button.

The phone rang three times before being connected. There was no greeting from the other end, only silence, as if the other party was waiting for Seiichi Tsuda to speak first.

After a long time, the other party seemed to realize that something was wrong.

His tone was low and wary.

"who are you?"

"Shunya Ishikawa."

Kujo Renji spoke the other person's name word by word:

"Come here and see me."

.....

PS:

In order to rationalize the worldview, the "Law on the Control of the Holding of Guns, Cannons, and Swords" was delayed for thirty years. Historically, it was promulgated in 1958.

This chapter has 10,000 words. There will be another chapter to be updated next, which should be in the early morning. I will stay up late to finish it.

By the way, recommend a book to a friend!

Chapter 58: As expected... the boss's daughter

After Kujo Renji hung up the phone, he placed the gun on the coffee table.

"What should we do next?"

Toyokawa Shoko has the same tension as watching a police drama

"You actually called him over here?"

Kujo Renji could clearly feel the uneasiness of Toyokawa Shoko pacing back and forth in her consciousness space. Her emotions fluctuated so violently that they almost caused her heartbeat to accelerate.

"Relax, things will work out."

"I want to relax, but my mind keeps wandering."

Toyokawa Shoko's voice was clearly panicked.

"Judging from his methods, this man is quite dangerous. Can you really handle him?"

Kujo Renji was obviously a little amused by Toyokawa Shoko's reaction.

"Believe me, I know how dangerous he is better than you do."

"Then why did you call him over directly?"

Toyokawa Shoko was so anxious that she almost spun around in her mind.

"Shouldn't we prepare first, make a plan, find a safer place, and then meet him?"

"What kind of mental preparation do you want?"

Kujo Renji asked back, with a hint of a smile in his tone: "It's not you who will have to face him later, it's me."

“This is my body too!”

There was a hint of grievance in Toyokawa Shoko's voice

"If anything happens, I'll be the one who gets hurt too!"

Kujo Renji stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the city lights in the rain.

"Nothing will happen."

He sighed and said, "I know the style of people like Ishikawa Shunya. He came and listened to me because he was curious and because I had the information he wanted."

"At least he won't act rashly before he finds out the information I have."

What's more, you are the heir of the Toyokawa family.

——Xiaoxiang, you still underestimate the value of the title of chaebol.

"How can you be so sure?"

Hearing this, Toyokawa Shoko's voice was filled with obvious hesitation.

"You seem to know him well?"