funeral

"The car is ready, brother."

In the early morning, the younger brothers in the suburban residence bowed their heads and lined up on both sides of the corridor, respectful to the people in the room.

The man adjusting the collar in front of the full-length mirror nodded, and then began to choose the collar clip to wear today.

He glanced around in the storage box, and finally settled his gaze on the one in the farthest corner.The style of the collar clip is low-key, the lines are simple and smooth, and it comes from the man who will always let himself out of control.

Nagasawa sighed, he had to admit that he really missed Ito this time.

The car drove Nagasawa to the city center and stopped at a rather lively street.

Today is the day of routine inspections. The important industries under the Aizawa group are usually taken care of by Nagasawa, and as the group leader, Masao Aizawa has rarely been involved.

It's just that this obvious move has brought a lot of trouble to Nagasawa. The faction headed by other Aizawa surnames in the group strongly opposes his Wakatou status and opposes him everywhere. I don't care.

Accompanied by bodyguards, Nagasawa crossed to the middle of the road. He appeared here in black, which seemed a bit abrupt, even out of tune with the surrounding atmosphere, but there were few people who did not welcome him here.

On the way from getting off the car to the intersection, many people greeted him with smiles, and they didn't seem to be flattering at all.

The first place Nagasawa visited was the vegetable market under the jurisdiction of the Aizawa group.

Like other organizations, the Aizawa Group was initially able to operate by collecting protection fees.This area can be said to be the first stronghold of the Aizawa Group, which is of great significance.

Vendors here rely on the Aizawa Group to survive. As long as the "rent" is paid on time, there will be no people from other organizations to harass, and once an emergency occurs, the Aizawa Group will rush to solve it as soon as possible.

For them, this underworld organization is quite trustworthy.

But what is more admirable is the person who has been in charge of this area for a long time-high-quality work efficiency, firm work principles and seemingly innate personality charm are all reasons for his popularity here.

Nagasawa is also very happy to talk to the street vendors, not only because they can provide part of the funding source for the group, but also because these people trust him from the bottom of their hearts.

When will that person be able to rely on themselves like them?Nagasawa shook his head secretly.

After inspecting the vegetable market, Nagasawa and his party came to another area a few blocks away, where various custom shops under the Aizawa Group were operated.

Since it was still daytime, most theme stores did not open for business.Not being able to see groups of cat-eared girls acting like a baby to him, Nagasawa felt somewhat regretful.

"Oh, thank you!" Someone bowed to Nagasawa as soon as he stepped into the store, "You came back so early!"

"Well," Nagasawa nodded, "Take it as a surprise inspection."

The decoration of this store is dominated by ambiguous/soft tones, and the walls are inlaid with various pink heart-shaped ornaments.

Under the leadership of the store manager, Nagasawa inspected each box, and the unopened maid shop was still a bit deserted after all.

"It will become quite lively at night!" the store manager said with a smile.

"I always feel that something is weird..." Nagasawa looked around.

"Hey, how come..."

"What is the room over there for? I remember it used to be a box, right?" Nagasawa pointed to the door at the farthest corner.

"Well...it was later changed to a storage room, because there are too many props and costumes accumulated in the store..."

"Go and have a look." Nagasawa tilted his head over there.

"Hey, it's not good, it's full of girls' things, piled up in a mess..."

Nagasawa glanced at the other party, and then called his younger brother to carry out the order.

As the door was pushed open, the absurd picture inside the house gradually unfolded in front of everyone.Nagasawa narrowed his eyes and looked carefully, then let out a cold snort, and ordered everyone to be taken away.

"Also," the man walked a few steps back and pointed at the store manager, "take him with you too."

Custom shops and casinos are two important sources of funds for the Aizawa group. The former is managed by Nagasawa, and the latter is directly responsible by the group leader.

It is unreasonable to hand over all the lifelines of the family to a foreign surname-those from the same family think so.

Masao Aizawa did not respond positively to this. He just smiled and told Nagasawa that if he didn't feel too hard, he could still hand over the management of the casino to him.

The casino is located in the eastern part of the city. In addition to providing entertainment for the rich, it is also a place where the upper echelons of the Aizawa group hold secret regular meetings.

When Nagasawa arrived, it was already crowded with all kinds of people: those who were trying to get rich overnight with a fluke mentality, those who put all their eggs in one basket and wanted to ruin their fortune, and those who came purely to watch.

"Mr. Nagasawa, you are here!" Takeuchi, the head of security at the casino, stepped forward to greet him.

"Where is the team leader?"

"It seems to be in the surveillance room," Takeuchi took out the walkie-talkie, "Let me confirm it for you."

"No need," Masao Aizawa appeared next to the two of them at some point, "Si Ping, I'm a bit late today." He smiled and patted Nagasawa on the shoulder.

"Sorry for the delay, but that's what I wanted to report to you."

"The meeting is about to start," Masao Aizawa looked down at his watch, "Why don't we talk while walking."

Masao Aizawa, aged 42, is the backbone of the Aizawa group. Nearly a thousand people in the group work for him. This seemingly insignificant man controls a corner of the city.

Since he lived with his father since he was a child, he was inevitably instilled with various ideas about "morality", "trustworthiness", and "big man".

After graduating from university, he gradually began to take over the Aizawa group, and those deep-rooted thoughts naturally became his principles of doing things.

Superb swordsmanship, magnificent career and happy family make him the object of admiration of everyone in the group, including Nagasawa, and he is willing to serve him.

The cadre meeting room of the Aizawa group is located on the top floor of the casino, and is guarded by various security guards.On the way to the meeting room, Nagasawa briefly reported the results of today's inspection to the team leader.

"It's not a good situation to have a girl in our store using synthetic drugs... knowing that those things are much more dangerous than traditional drugs."

"Yes, it's all my management negligence..." Nagasawa lowered his head.

"The most important thing right now is to find out the source of these things," Aizawa stopped and looked at Nagasawa, "If other organizations are involved in this matter, it will be difficult."

"Yes, I will start investigating as soon as possible."

"Actually, this is not what I'm most worried about..." Aisawa narrowed his eyes dangerously, "In case other forces in the group are also involved in this, then..."

"Things just got really bad."

Nagasawa followed his words with a serious tone.

"I hope I think too much," Aizawa sighed and then lowered his voice, "You are the person I trust the most, so I leave this matter to you... If the situation permits, don't let the third person know for now. "

Nagasawa nodded. Now that the conversation has reached this point, he naturally understands what to do. After all, drugs/products are something that the Aizawa group has been strongly rejecting for a long time.

"Okay, then let's go in and see what those nasty guys have found to bother me this time." Aizawa shook his head at him with a wry smile.

"A company's stock price has fallen sharply recently, and we are considering whether to divest it..." The economic analyst of the Aizawa group demonstrated a slide show on the screen.

"Speaking of stock prices, it seems that the value of Takarazuka Club has risen instead of falling recently." Masao Aizawa's cousin, Masahiko Aizawa, said this.

"How could it be? Didn't we kill their heirs?" Tang Ben, a senior cadre at the side, expressed doubts.

"It seems that someone's assassination failed... right, Nagasawa?" Aizawa Masahiko leaned back, "I heard that you called an outsider to do it last time?"

"I don't remember that I was obliged to report to you everything I did," Nagasawa responded.

"Well, team leader, I'm sorry..." Fujiki from the intelligence department turned pale, "The information we collected last time seems to be wrong..."

"Huh?" Masao Aizawa, who was seated in the upper seat, closed the pen cap, motioning him to continue talking.

"The president...he had two sons, and we mistakenly regarded the eldest son as an illegitimate son, so the one who died was the titular heir Kirishima Shikazu..."

"What did you say?" Nagasawa suddenly stood up and pulled Fujiki's collar.

"Sorry...Sorry...Mr. Nagasawa, we don't know why we made a mistake, it's all our negligence..." Fujiki was strangled and couldn't breathe, blushing and trying to explain.

"Aha, it's over, it's a failure~" Aizawa Masahiko smiled and said, "If you don't let go, he will be strangled to death by you!"

"Let go of him, Siping." Aizawa Masao stood up slowly, "Then what is Takarazuka's situation now?"

"Yes..." Fujiki broke free from Nagasawa's confinement, "Takarazuka has completely terminated its cooperation with the Sugita-gumi. It seems that this time the blow was too great, so I want to withdraw from this circle completely."

"Where's Makoto Kirishima?" Nagasawa asked.

"Although there is no explicit indication, he will be Takarazuka's sole heir if nothing else happens."

"Since they have decided to withdraw completely..." Aizawa Masao thought with his head down.

"Team leader, I am very responsible for this matter," Nagasawa clenched his fists, "so..."

Aizawa quickly interrupted him, "Although they chose to withdraw, there is no guarantee that other organizations will not provoke... Masahiko, you send someone to keep an eye on Takarazuka's movements, especially that Makoto Kirishima, who will Report the problem to me."

"But the team leader..." Nagasawa wanted to refute.

"Si Ping!" Aizawa said sternly, "Don't forget you have other things to do."

Nagasawa felt exhausted after the meeting, and he began to analyze the matter step by step on the car back.

The intelligence was wrong, the assassination failed, and Takarazuka and Sugita terminated their cooperation.At first glance, there seems to be nothing wrong with it, but when you think about it carefully, there are many doubts.

Although the intelligence department of the Aizawa group is not outstanding compared with other organizations, at least it shouldn't make such a low-level mistake.

Who is the beneficiary of this incident?Nagasawa thought, not the Aizawa group, but the guy named Makoto Kirishima.

The loopholes in the intelligence department are likely to be caused by humans. Since Kirishima has the ability to design to escape a catastrophe, he must know who is going to kill him...

"Turn around!"

After Nagasawa gave the order to his younger brother, he touched the cigarette subconsciously. He couldn't think about it anymore, and felt so flustered for the first time.

Before the car stopped at the destination, he hurriedly opened the door and ran out.

"Did you take the wrong medicine?"

Behind the door, Ito complained about Nagasawa's rude way of knocking on the door with a black face, and then led the silent man into the house.

"What's the matter, you look weird today." Ito poured a glass of water for the other party, and then sat aside.

"Did that person come to see you?"

"Who?"

"Makoto Kirishima."

"Oh," Ito took the water glass on the tea table, "Yes."

As soon as the words fell, Nagasawa immediately grabbed Ito by the collar and pushed him down on the sofa.

"Why didn't you tell me?!" he growled angrily.

Ito didn't answer, he stared at Nagasawa's red eyes feeling a little strange.Then gradually, he deeply felt that the force acting on his neck became tighter and tighter, and it became more and more difficult to breathe.

The strong suffocation made him a little dizzy, and in that dizziness, there was a biting pain on his lips.

Nagasawa held Ito's neck and refused to let go. He had never been so afraid as before, afraid that the person in front of him would be implicated because of his stupid behavior.

Is it wrong from the beginning to let that person be completely their own idea?

In the chaos, Nagasawa pulled down Ito's collar, licked/licked the artery on his neck, and then bit off without hesitation.

After a while, the smell of blood spread to the mouth.

"Do you want...to kill me?" Ito panted, struggling to force out his voice, "Just like I killed Kirishima Shikazu?"

Nagasawa was stunned for a while when he heard this, he raised his upper body and looked at what happened in front of him in disbelief.Ito's neck was bitten, and his collar was red.

"No..." Nagasawa's eyes couldn't help trembling, and when he opened his mouth, he found that what the tip of his nose was smelling was blood.

"I don't really want to see you today," Ito pulled his tie over his neck, then got up to look for the medicine box, "By the way, close the door when you go out..."

Nagasawa sat on the sofa blankly, as if he still couldn't accept his behavior just now, obviously it was an uncontrollable longing, but in the end he still inevitably hurt this person.

He closed his eyes in pain.

Now, Ito, what should I do?

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