Chapter 102 Please Forgive Me, I Found It Most members of the Black Society are nocturnal animals. Yuri Sugimoto is no exception. At one o'clock in the morning, after having fun in a nightclub, he hugged a hostess and prepared to go home to study for his master's degree. As a gang leader, he has many enemies, so he is always accompanied by four bodyguards. His car is in front, and the four bodyguards' cars follow about 50 meters behind. In the early morning of Tokyo, all the major entertainment venues are still bustling, but there are not many pedestrians and vehicles on the streets, and it seems a bit quiet. Yuri Sugimoto, who is less than 40 years old this year, is still in his prime. Under the stimulation of alcohol, he couldn't wait to hug the woman and start to eat her in the car. While chewing, the two men helped each other take off their clothes, obviously preparing for a mobile battle in the speeding car. The driver was not surprised by this. When Yuri Sugimoto's car just passed an intersection, a van suddenly honked its horn and drove into the middle of the road, ignoring the traffic lights. The vehicle driven by Yuri Sugimoto's bodyguard was forced to brake suddenly. "Bagayalu! How do you drive?"

"Do you know how to obey traffic rules, you bastard?" The four people in the car were cursing, and when the van slowly passed the intersection, they could no longer see Yuri Sugimoto's car in front of them, but they didn't take it seriously, thinking that they just had to speed up and catch up. But after they sped up and drove for a while, they still didn't see Yuri Sugimoto's car. They only saw a disheveled woman lying on the side of the road. It was the one their boss was going to take home to sleep with. Only then did they realize that the van was deliberately blocking their view. Their boss might have met with an accident. At 1:45 in the morning, in a slaughterhouse in Minami-Senju, Arakawa-ku, when Aoyama Hidenobu, led by Yamakawa Kazushiro, walked into a workshop, they saw a naked middle-aged man, blindfolded and tied to a chair. If you didn't know better, you would think they were having sex. "Who are you? Why did you tie me up?" "Money or life? I can give you money!" After hearing the door opening and footsteps, Sugimoto Yuri, who had lost her sight, struggled violently and yelled. When you can't see, the fear is infinitely magnified. "Where are the photos that you had someone steal from Tao 1-chome in Matsuku-ku, Shibuya tonight? Hand them over and you can live." Aoyama Hidenobu said indifferently. Sugimoto Yuri was stunned. After a moment of silence, she did not answer but asked, "Who are you?" "It seems that you haven't figured out who is asking and who is answering now." Aoyama Hidenobu frowned. Shanchuan Yicheng immediately gave a look. Two members of the Yamakawa family then stepped forward with baseball bats and started swinging at Yuri Sugimoto. The blows really hit the flesh and made the tendons come out. "Ah! Stop it! Stop it! Ah!" "I didn't steal...ah! I arranged for someone to steal something, but in the end, I didn't steal it...ah!" Feeling the stick hitting her body and having no way to hide, Yuri Sugimoto howled in pain. "You're still being stubborn." Aoyama Hidenobu couldn't tell whether what he said was true or false, so he could only increase his intensity.

As he finished speaking, he stretched out his right hand. Yamakawa Ichiro immediately handed him a pair of pliers. Aoyama Hidenobu walked up to Sugimoto Yuri and slowly squatted down. He took one of his hands and asked him to touch the pliers in his hand. "Do you know what this is?" "Pliers, used... for clamping walnuts." "It can also be used to clamp other things." Aoyama Hidenobu smiled slightly and grabbed two of his fingers and put them in. He had never done such dirty and tiring work himself before, but this time the pressure was too great, causing him to feel a lot of resentment in his heart that needed to be released. After hearing what Aoyama Hidenobu said, Sugimoto Yuri realized something instantly, and was horrified. She quickly pulled her hand back in fear, and at the same time shouted hysterically: "I really didn't steal it! I really didn't!" But his strength is no match for Aoyama Hidenobu. Aoyama Hidenobu grasped her fingers tightly and stuffed them into a pair of pliers, then he squeezed them hard. With a series of crackling sounds, the skin on her fingers first became blurred, revealing the bones. Then the finger bones deformed and shattered at a speed visible to the naked eye. The little finger and ring finger of Yuri Sugimoto's left hand were forcibly broken off. With a snap, two severed fingers fell to the ground. The broken bones were clearly visible, with some flesh and blood still hanging on them. The scarlet blood dripped down. "Ah ah ah ah ah!" Veins bulged on Yuri Sugimoto's forehead in pain. He raised his head and let out a heart-wrenching scream. "Did you steal?" Aoyama Hidenobu's expression did not change at all, and he asked while pinching his middle finger. Yuri Sugimoto had already lost her mind. The severe pain brought her intense anger. She cursed with a ferocious face, "Kill me if you dare..." "Crack!" Before he could finish his words, his middle finger broke into two. “Ahhhhh!” Sugimoto Yuri screamed again, her face twitching in pain. This time she was really scared and howled, “I didn’t steal! I didn’t steal!” Aoyama Hidenobu took a deep breath, threw away the pliers, stood up, took the handkerchief handed to him by Yamakawa Kazushiro with both hands, and wiped the blood that had just splashed on his hands. Since he says he didn't steal, it seems like he really didn't steal. After all, if someone can withstand such torture and not tell the truth, then it would be a waste of talent to be involved in gangs. "I'm sorry, I made a mistake. I'm very sorry for the trouble this has caused you. Please forgive me!" Aoyama Hidenobu threw away his handkerchief and looked at Sugimoto Yuri's three broken fingers and apologized sincerely. Yuri Sugimoto clenched her teeth and said nothing. As a gangster of the gambling type, that is, he mainly engages in gambling business, he is cruel and ruthless. He has always been the one bullying others, but today he was bullied. It would be strange for him to swallow the fact that three fingers were broken for no reason. He had already secretly memorized the other party's voice in his heart and vowed to make him pay with blood. Seeing that he didn't say anything, Aoyama Hidenobu sighed helplessly, what a stingy guy, he turned and walked out, while raising his hand expressionlessly and shaking it around his neck, making a throat-cutting gesture. Yamakawa Kazushiro bowed slightly to show that he had received it. After Aoyama Hidenobu left, a younger brother took a transparent plastic bag and put it over Sugimoto Yuri's head.

"What? What are you going to do?" Feeling her head was covered, Yuri Sugimoto, who was familiar with this method of killing, was terrified for a moment. "I forgive you! I won't..." As the plastic bag tightened, Yuri Sugimoto was able to breathe less and less oxygen, her voice became unclear, and her body soon stopped struggling. Outside the door, Aoyama Hidenobu picked up the phone and called Yamada Yuzhi and said, "It wasn't stolen by him. Also, you should support someone else to be the head of the Sugimoto family." "You... killed him?" Yamada Takeyuki on the other end was shocked and asked in disbelief. As a high-ranking prosecutor, he did a lot of corruption and bribery, but he never killed anyone. Aoyama Hidenobu said calmly, "What if he remembers my voice and holds a grudge against me?" He won't give anyone the chance to retaliate against him. Yamada Yuzhi swallowed and said nothing more. "Are there any other suspects? We have to hurry." Aoyama Hidenobu asked again. Yamada Yuzhi was silent for a moment, then mentioned another person, "If Ito Hiroshi, my assistant, is not Sugimoto Yuri, then it is very likely to be him." "Address." Aoyama Hidenobu's words were concise but contained a shocking meaning. Yamada Yuzhi gave an address, and then added, "I am very conflicted now. I hope it is him, but I also hope it is not him. I think he has been with me for so many years, and I have done nothing wrong to him." "I don't care much about your feelings." Aoyama Hidenobu said coldly and was about to hang up the phone. Yamada Yuzhi noticed this and quickly blurted out, "Wait! This... let me ask." It seems that the relationship between the two is really deep. "Okay, come to the Nagashin slaughterhouse in Minamisenju, Arakawa District now." Aoyama Hidenori told him the address and hung up the phone. Then he turned to Yamakawa Kazushiro behind him and said, "Go to Room 205 of the Sunrise Apartment in Kita-Shinjuku -chome and invite Ito Hiroshi to come over for questioning." "Hi!" Shanchuan Yicheng immediately went to make arrangements. Half an hour later, when Yamada Yuyuki arrived at the slaughterhouse and was brought before Aoyama Hidenobu, his first question was: "What should we do with Sugimoto Yuri's body?" Those who often kill people know this. Killing someone is easy, but disposing of the body is difficult. "It's being processed inside." Aoyama Hidenobu pointed to the processing workshop behind him where machines were humming and roaring. Yamada Yushiko subconsciously went in to take a look, and rushed out after a moment, bent over with a pale face, vomiting violently on the ground, making bursts of dry heaving sounds from his mouth. When he looked up at Aoyama Hidenobu again. There was fear deep in his eyes. "Wipe it off." Aoyama Hidenobu casually threw him a few tissues and said calmly, "He's just a gang member who has done many evil things. Killing him is like doing justice for the heavens. There's no need to feel guilty." Yamada Yuyuki took the tissue and wiped his mouth silently.

"How are you going to deal with Ito Hiroshi?" After a while, Yamada Takeyuki felt much better. Aoyama Hidenobu looked at him and said, "Isn't this your confidant? Of course you should handle it. I won't interfere. Besides, I can't do everything for you." Yamada Yuyuki was already regretting coming here. About ten minutes later, Ito Hiroshi, who was also blindfolded, was escorted over by four strong men. "Who are you? Do you know who I am? How dare you kidnap me? Speak!" Perhaps he realized the place and guessed that the real culprit was right in front of him, Ito Hiroshi asked loudly. "Did you send people to Shibuya Shoto 1-chome to steal something?" Aoyama Hidenobu asked softly. Ito Hiro was stunned for a moment, then asked the same question as Sugimoto Yuri, "Who are you?" "Don't you have any other lines?" Aoyama Hidenobu shook his head and handed the pliers to Yamada Takeyuki. Yamada Takeyuki hesitated for a moment before taking it, walked over, picked up one of Ito Hiroshi's fingers and clamped it in between. "What are you doing? What do you want to do? What is this thing! Let me go! Let me go!" Feeling the cold touch of the pliers, although Ito Hiroshi couldn't guess what it was, he felt extremely uneasy in his heart. Looking at his terrified confidant in front of him, although Yamada Takeyuki couldn't bear it, he gritted his teeth and tightly gripped the handle of the pliers in order to get the answer he wanted. "Crack!" With a crisp sound, a severed finger fell. "Ah ah ah ah ah!" Ito Hiroshi's screams echoed in the factory. "Tell me, did you steal it? If you don't, I'll play with you." Aoyama Hidenobu said at the right time. Ito Hiroshi was a cultured man who could not stand the slightest physical pain. He nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice, "Yes! I stole it, I stole it." Upon hearing this, Yamada Yuyuki was both happy and angry and could no longer remain calm. He tore off the black cloth covering Ito Hiroshi's eyes and glared at him with bloodshot eyes. "Prosecutor... Prosecutor..." Ito Hiroshi's pupils suddenly shrank as he looked at Yamada Takeyuki who was so close to him. Yamada Yuzhi grabbed his collar fiercely and asked ferociously: "Why did you betray me!" In fact, being betrayed by a man often causes a greater psychological blow to a man than being betrayed by a woman. (End of this chapter)