The Genius System Without Equal Chapter 589

Chapter 589: Too Many Questions

About 40 minutes later, they pulled up in front of an apartment building. Its surrounding was elegant and the architecture was impressive. Miyazaki Ronjin certainly did not fit in such an upmarket area. On the contrary, what he wore and how he acted made him appear like someone who came from a dark and gloomy slum.

“Here we are then, Mr. Xiao. The bureau has arranged pretty decent accommodations for you. This is where you'll be staying while you're here working on the case.”

Miyazaki Ronjin took a look inside. There were two rooms, a living area, and the interior design was pretty decent. He tossed a phone onto the table and said, “This is your phone. I've saved my contact number in it, as well as Akino's. You can contact either of us if you need to.” He took a glance at his watch and added, “But no matter what, don't call me after midnight. I'm a light sleeper and will have a hard time getting back to sleep. I'll be furious if you wake me up at that time–really furious!”

Xiao Luo laughed but said nothing.

“Do you have any other questions? If not, then I'll take my leave first. We'll be meeting the chief tomorrow,” Miyazaki Ronjin said. He turned to leave before he even finished speaking.

“Send me the details for the five cases,” Xiao Luo said. He made his request in a cold voice. This man, two to almost three decades older, was starting to irk him.

Miyazaki Ronjin stopped in his track and turned around. “Now?”

“Yes, now,” Xiao Luo said and nodded solemnly.

“As expected of an elite police officer from the Hua Nation, you're very serious about your work. You speak j.a.panese very well too. I would have thought that you were from Ri Nation if I didn't know better.”

Miyazaki Ronjin finished his cigarette and tossed it to the ground, extinguis.h.i.+ng it with a turn of his heel. Then he lit another. He took a deep drag and blew the smoke out with evident pleasure. “I'll leave it to you, Akino. Send Mr. Xiao a copy of the files immediately.”

After speaking, he opened the door and left without looking back.

“Yes, Sergeant Ronjin!” Kimura Akino answered respectfully even as the door shut.

The impression that Xiao Luo has of this Miyazaki Ronjin could not get any worse.

“Please don't take it to heart, Mr. Xiao Han. Sergeant Ronjin is just a little eccentric, but he used to be the best police officer in our department. The Yamaguchi-gumi were rampant a decade ago, and they were taken down completely by him and the division he led. But then the Yamaguchi-gumi took their revenge, and they killed his wife and daughter while they were home in the suburbs,” Kimura Akino explained.

“It would be a detrimental blow to anyone. He's been like this ever since the death of his wife and daughter. He smoked and drank daily and became the worst performing sergeant in the department. He has gone a decade without a single promotion, and I'm the only officer under him now,” he added.

“Is that so?”

The hostility that Xiao Luo felt toward Miyazaki Ronjin lessened after he learned about the tragedy. He felt a little more sympathetic toward the man now—it was only human nature to be devastated by the loss of loved ones.

Kimura Akino nodded firmly.

“Oh, right, there are four divisions in your station, right? Do they all have the same duties?” Xiao Luo asked as he changed the topic.

“Yes, we do have four divisions. But each division focuses on a different field. The first division is primarily responsible for major homicides. The second division focuses on intellectual crimes such as corruption, rigged elections, scams, and fraud. The third division focuses on theft, and the fourth division, which is our division, focuses on controlling gangs and hooligans,” Kimura Akino answered.

“The fourth division comprises only just you and Miyazaki Ronjin? Is that enough to deal with the gangs?”

Xiao Luo found it unbelievable. This young man, who looked like a newbie who had just graduated from the police academy, and he was paired with an old chain smoker who smoked cigarettes like it was air—how could the two of them deter gang activities?

Kimura Akino said, “There are no more gangs in Dongjing these days.”

“That's too presumptuous, don't you think? 'There is a right if there is a wrong. Right cannot exist without wrong.' These two go hand in hand, so I can't accept it when you say Dongjing does not have any more powerful groups in the underworld,” Xiao Luo responded.

Kimura Akino smiled but looked a little strained. “Mr. Xiao Han is right, but we don't have a lot of gangs these days. And even if we do, they scatter as soon as they see Sergeant Miyazaki Ronjin. Sergeant Ronjin might not have a great reputation in the department, but he's the scariest person known to the gangsters. He's their nemesis.”

“I see. Send me the details of the five cases.”

Xiao Luo was growing impatient. The Dongjing Police had handed the missing person case to an old police officer who had become sloppy–a person who was about to retire. It seemed that they had adopted a blatantly nonchalant att.i.tude toward this case. They probably thought it would be great if they managed to solve it, but it would not be much of a setback if they could not. They did not seem to care much about the Hua nationals who had gone missing. As a representative of the Hua Nation Police, he would take issue with this matter tomorrow. Of course, aside from that, he could not act in a way that would cause too much disruption. His primary mission this time was to locate Lady Poison—the other missing persons were secondary.

“Sure, Mr. Xiao Han!” Kimura Akino nodded.

Kimura Akino handed a copy of the files over to Xiao Luo, and then he took his leave. Xiao Luo seemed to have memorized the contents of the file after taking just one look at it. There were five missing people in total, three females and two males, and they had all been abducted in a black SUV with no car license plate in the dead of night.

He hacked into the Dongjing Police security system to access the surveillance clip of Lady Poison Fu Yiren when she was at Tokyo Tower.

It was midnight when it happened. Fu Yiren had gone to Tokyo Tower alone and was looking up at the structure. Not long afterward, some people suddenly appeared. They wore tightly fitted black hoods over their heads, with only their eyes and noses visible. They rushed toward Fu Yiren. Before she could retaliate in any way, she was knocked out and carried away over that person's shoulder.

All sorts of questions ran through Xiao Luo's mind after he saw the clip. Fu Yiren was not incompetent in any way. So why was it that she was so effortlessly subdued without making any effort to retaliate? Besides, her entire body was hypertoxic, and the ordinary person could hardly touch her at all. Why was it that the person on the screen did not seem the least affected by the toxins?

He was desperate to find clues, and he immediately retrieved footage from the security cameras in the vicinity. He froze when he saw the person with the hood carry Fu Yiren into a vehicle.

A black SUV with no car license plate!

The five Hua nationals who had been abducted had also been taken in the same vehicle. Xiao Luo carefully compared the two black SUVs and concluded that it was one and the same. The wheels, model, and scratch marks at the front of the car were all a match—there was no doubt about it, this was the same SUV.

Xiao Luo furrowed his brows. The five Hua nationals were one thing, but Fu Yiren was not in the same cla.s.sification as them. Why had she been targeted?

Was this the Asou family's doing?

But no expert in the Asou family would have been capable of subduing Fu Yiren this easily!

So, what kind of person was this? Was he from another clan? If it was another family clan, then why did they go after the civilians? Was this a kidnapping that targeted Hua nationals?

He had too many questions, but he found no leads no matter how hard he tried.