"It seems that the direction is right..."
He and Ma murmured to themselves. The investigation surrounding the door-opening experiment had allowed him to outline the general outline of the conspiracy. The black hand behind the scenes was aware of this and quickly resorted to murderous methods to try to cut off the clues leading to the core of the conspiracy.
However, when He Ma tried to compare the experience of several clinics, he found that there was a subtle time difference in the process. Maybe this is an arrangement to avoid attracting unnecessary attention, or the other party doesn't actually have the ability to cover all of Tokyo at the same time
He Ma speculated that it should be the latter.
After all, the mysterious side has declined sharply since modern times, and the social order established by scientific and technological civilization is the mainstream of the world.
The reason why Fuji Technology is difficult to deal with is that it can always find the dark corners of the social order, and its activities are often covered with the cloak of "legality".
And once the legitimacy of its pretense is broken, the judgment from the overall order will be destroyed every second.
Based on this premise, He Ma believes that the violent means that Fuji Technology can directly use should be quite limited. At best, it is to cooperate with certain extreme gangs and ask them to help settle those experimental clinics that may leak secrets.
"In this case..." There should still be surviving clinics!
Excited by this conclusion, He Ma immediately ran into the GTR to take out a map, and looked at the list of clinics to find the most remote one.
Hema took the map in front of the bridge, stepped on the accelerator after confirming the direction.
**
The clinic he found was run by a doctor named Junji Aida, and it was located in a rather old street on the edge of Tokyo.
The old street was originally not very popular, but in recent years, it seems that there are plans to transform it into a tourist street as Japan's economy takes off.
The renovation project is still in the stage of planning and land preparation. Many dilapidated buildings in the old street need to be refurbished and rebuilt, including Aida Clinic.
In line with the trend of rebuilding old streets, Aida Clinic temporarily closed its doors a few years ago.
Tanjing specifically noted this point in the list of clinics given to him, so Kazuma judged that Aida Clinic should be the most likely to avoid the cleansing of the behind-the-scenes hands.
After driving along the city's expressway for a full 90 minutes, Hema came to the old street where the Aida Clinic is located. Probably because of the renovation project, the old street felt more popular than before.
The narrow roads in the old street are not suitable for driving, so He Ma simply parked the GTR in the parking lot at the entrance of the old street, and then walked into the old street.
The old street gave him a feeling similar to that in China in the 1970s and 1980s. One after another, low-rise bungalows lined up along both sides of the street, and clotheslines hung between the bungalows, and some children with runny noses were walking on the street. Running around, you can occasionally see a few vending machines that are incompatible with the surrounding atmosphere on the corner of the street.
On the way shopping, he and Ma asked an old woman carrying a vegetable basket, and learned that although the Aida clinic had closed down, Dr. Aida and his wife and daughter still lived at home on the other side of the old street.
The old woman pointed out the location of Aida's house to Kazuma, and out of caution, Kazuma also asked the old lady whether there had been accidents such as car accidents and fires in the old street recently, and the old lady was very angry.
"Uh, I'm sorry, I'm a policeman, and I accidentally developed a professional habit." He Ma quickly apologized, and at the same time took out his police badge to show it.
"It's Police Officer Sang. It's really hard work on patrolling law and order. But it's better not to talk nonsense about some bad things. People who listen will not be happy."
"Yes, I will definitely pay attention in the future."
After learning that Aida's house was safe and sound, He Machang breathed a sigh of relief, said goodbye to the kind old lady, and walked towards Aida's house on the east side of the street.
From west to east, the old street seems to have obvious grade divisions. Most of the west side near the road are crowded bungalows built next to each other, while the east side extending up the hill is mostly single buildings with courtyards.
However, doctors are already a decent profession with high income in Japan, so it is not surprising that Aida's family lives in a single building.
Walking with the horse, I followed the house number to identify it. After climbing several steps, I finally found the house number of Aida's house beside a side road where a van was parked. Aida's house is a traditional Japanese two-story wooden building. The hydrangeas planted in the front yard are almost growing out of the wall, which is obviously taken care of by the owner.
This scene made He Ma feel relieved, and originally wanted to ring the doorbell, but when he got closer, he found that the door of the vestibule was ajar.
"Um?"
Although it was only a slightly abnormal situation, Hema's vigilance was instantly raised. So he stopped immediately, and raised his ears to catch the movement in the house in front of him.
After a while, Hema turned to the other side of the road, crossed the corner of the road, and then quickly sneaked with his waist close to the wall. When he arrived at the Aida Mansion, he climbed the low wall and climbed in, and fell quietly into the backyard.
The backyard is slightly wider than the front yard. Many maple trees are planted according to the owner's preference, and sheets and clothes are still drying in the open space. Kazuma used obstacles to hide his figure, quietly approached the edge side connected to the backyard, and then saw the scene in the living room through the edge side—
Aida's house should be lived by the Aida couple and their daughter's family of three, but at the moment there are several more men with fierce looks in the living room. With a ferocious tattoo, his identity should be unquestionable.
Facing the vicious and extreme Taoists was a mild-looking middle-aged couple on the sofa. They were surrounded by Jidao holding sticks, threatening loudly, the male master lowered his head as if desperately enduring, while his wife beside him was holding his arm in horror.
"Tsk, here comes this set."
He Ma couldn't help clicking his tongue. Should it be as expected or is it true? The appearance of this group of vicious people in front of him is enough to prove his speculation about the mastermind behind the scenes, but this time he was able to arrive before the matter developed to the point of no return, which can be called luck among misfortunes.
Of course, our luck is the enemy's misfortune.
The corners of Hema's mouth drew an almost ferocious arc, and his eyes swept over the unaware villains.
A sudden wail attracted Kazuma's attention, and when he turned his head to look, he found that there were actually two vicious gangsters further back in the living room.
One of them was dressed in a flamboyant suit, leather shoes and gold-rimmed glasses, and seemed to be the leader of the team. Standing next to the little boss was a burly tattooed man holding a girl in school uniform with his thick arms.
The girl's hands were pulled behind her back and she couldn't move. The top of her school uniform was roughly torn off, revealing her well-developed large pectoral muscles and a cute light green bra.
The helpless wailing of the girl drew obscene laughter from the villains around, while the man in the suit drew out a short dagger, grinning grinningly, and stuck it to the girl's bra strap, as if about to cut it off.
Seeing his daughter being humiliated, the host stood up as if he couldn't bear it, but was kicked back by the villain next to him.
The host's cries of pain and the girl's wailing resounded in the room, while the man in the suit smiled evilly as if he was very satisfied with the drama in front of him, and then moved his face to the girl's chest—but he failed, and a shot flew across the way. Kick him in the face.
The kick and the horse didn't have the strength to regret it. The tacky gold-rimmed glasses of the man in the suit were kicked to disintegrate out of thin air, and the whole person flew out horizontally as if hit by the front of a Shinkansen, crashed into a cabinet five or six meters away, and then There was no more movement.
The situation where the little boss was suddenly kicked down was obviously beyond the comprehension of the gangsters. Before they could react, Hema kicked the tattooed man behind the knee again.
The tattooed man fell to his knees involuntarily, while Kazuma pinned his head to the floor. The forehead of the tattooed man touched the floor with a muffled sound, and he followed the leader and left the stage.
"Huh? Huh?"
"Don't worry, it'll be over soon."
The girl who couldn't figure out the situation was startled, and she conveniently put the coat on her when passing by Ma Ma.
At this time, the few villains who finally reacted waved their sticks vigorously and made threatening sounds at Kazuma.
However, that stern look is no different from a wild dog barking in front of a tiger. Hema didn't bother to respond at all, so he picked up a feather duster by the way, and kicked the most ferocious villain to the ground with a forceful kick of the water release plate under his feet.
After the protruding teeth, there were four consecutive slashes left and right. The two villains who tried to block with sticks were first taken out of their hands, and then each of their cheeks received a heavy blow on the cheek, and their teeth flew away along with their fighting spirit.
When Kazuma looked at the last villain, the latter was trembling all over, screaming strangely and throwing the bat in his hand, he turned around and rushed towards the door.
Hema took the bat without opening his eyes, turned around and threw the bat back. So the abandoned bat caught up with the former owner with the entrusted mission, and achieved the result of clearing the evil party with a muffled groan.
"Well, it should all be resolved..."
After finishing this small scene that can't even be called a warm-up, Hema looked around the room to confirm that he hadn't caused much damage to the home.
After all, this is not the Tsuda Office or something like that. The police took action to stop the thugs, but the kind-hearted people paid expensive bills for repairing their homes. I'm afraid it's hard to call it a good deal.
"You, who are you?" The host looked at the fierce man who suddenly appeared in surprise.
"Ah, don't be afraid, I'm a policeman, I only came in when I heard noises outside..."
The middle-aged couple with Ma Chao, a kind-hearted citizen, smiled back, and was about to say some scene words, but suddenly there was a sharp needle-like feeling in the back of the head. Kazuma tilted his head to the left almost instinctively, and a spear dart almost flew past his ear the next moment.
"There is a surplus party!?"
The spear pierced deeply into the pillar in front of the living room, and Kazuma gave a creepy touch.
He didn't even have time to turn his head, and he rushed straight to the nearest bunker. Hema's figure was like lightning, and several spear darts almost chased his heels and shot them to the floor.
Cold sweat broke out from Hema's back. This kind of spear should be a cold weapon that has long been eliminated by the times, but its strength and precision made him feel as if he was being shot by a heavy machine gun by a Korean gangster!