Chapter 651
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Chapter 651: The Mysterious Letter
“That’s right, but he is still alive; he just hasn’t been involved in family matters for a long time since leaving Tokyo.”
Amiya Haruki seemed to be deep in thought.
The first head of the Hanzawa family, Hanzawa Shirei, was a formidable figure who established the Hanzawa family’s position in the underworld. He had retired over twenty years ago, and even if he were still alive, how would he know about Yuzuriha Kurotetsu’s affairs…
“The letter asked you to retrieve Yuzuriha Kurotetsu’s royal blood?” Lin Qiye seemed to have thought of something.
“Yes,” Hanzawa Tsukasa nodded. “But by the time I arrived, his body had already been cremated.”
“So, you set your sights on Yuzuriha Kurotetsu’s daughter?”
“…Not exactly.” Hanzawa Tsukasa paused and continued, “The letter from my grandfather didn’t mention that Yuzuriha Kurotetsu had a daughter. So when I heard that his body had been cremated, I gave up on searching for the royal blood and instead looked for the whereabouts of Yuzuriha Kurotetsu’s cursed blade in Osaka…
During the investigation into Yuzuriha Kurotetsu, we inadvertently discovered that his wife, Kazematsuri Akiko, was originally the eldest daughter of the Kazematsuri family. Later, for some reason, she left the Kazematsuri family with her daughter and disappeared.
I used my informants within the Kazematsuri family and found out that they had been searching for Yuzuriha Kurotetsu’s daughter and had already obtained some leads. Following the clues, I traced her to Yokohama. Since she is Yuzuriha Kurotetsu’s daughter, perhaps her royal blood could be of use to me, so I set a trap to lure her to Osaka…”
Thus, a series of events unfolded.
After listening, Lin Qiye’s confusion deepened.
Yuzuriha Nao’s mother was actually the eldest daughter of the Kazematsuri family, one of the two major underworld factions in Kanto? But… this didn’t seem to be a secret. Since the first head of the Hanzawa family could uncover the secret of Yuzuriha Kurotetsu’s royal blood, how could he not know that Yuzuriha Kurotetsu had a daughter?
Why was there no mention of Yuzuriha Nao in his letter?
“I know this much,” Hanzawa Tsukasa took a deep breath. “Now, can I leave?”
Amiya Haruki glanced at Lin Qiye, who released the knife in his hand and nodded calmly.
“You’re free to go.”
“Alright…”
Bang—!!
Just as Lin Qiye took a half step back, a buzzing gunshot suddenly echoed in the air.
A bullet pierced through the rain and shot directly into Hanzawa Tsukasa’s forehead, bursting forth a vivid spray of blood!
Hanzawa Tsukasa, who had just regained his freedom, still bore a hint of relief on his face, but the light in his eyes quickly dimmed… He fell backward onto the ground, splashing a large amount of water, and completely lost his breath.
In the distance, Shen Qingzhu slowly lowered the sniper rifle in his hands, a shell casing clattering to the ground.
The surrounding members of the Black Kill Group erupted in waves of cheers!
Lin Qiye looked at Hanzawa Tsukasa, who had lost his breath at his feet, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
“I let you go, but someone else won’t let you off…”
Amiya Haruki glanced at Lin Qiye’s smile, then at Shen Qingzhu, who was holding the sniper rifle in the distance, with a somewhat strange expression.
He had originally thought Lin Qiye truly intended to let Hanzawa Tsukasa go; now it seemed he had overthought it…
Intruders are never benevolent.
“What do you think about what he said?” Lin Qiye asked Amiya Haruki.
“It doesn’t sound like a lie, but I still feel… something is off.” Amiya Haruki pondered for a moment. “Even if he is the first head of the Hanzawa family, he shouldn’t know about Yuzuriha Kurotetsu’s affairs. Moreover, if he really intended to obtain the royal blood, why didn’t he mention Yuzuriha Nao?”
Lin Qiye thought seriously for a long time. “Do you remember what the prophecy said about ‘breaking through the situation’?”
“Yeah.”
“Is it possible…” Lin Qiye slowly spoke, “that the letter wasn’t written by the head of the Hanzawa family at all?”
“That’s true; if it were written by him, many things wouldn’t make sense.” Amiya Haruki considered. “But if it wasn’t him, then who could it be? There aren’t many who know about the Yuzuriha Kurotetsu incident…”
“Let’s be bold.” Lin Qiye’s eyes narrowed slightly. “If the prophecy is true and Yuzuriha Kurotetsu isn’t dead, then could it be possible that he sent the letter himself?”
“He himself? Why would he actively send a letter to the Hanzawa family? To… lure Hanzawa Tsukasa to Osaka? But what does that matter? It doesn’t change the fact that he would attack the ‘Pure Land’ again…”
Amiya Haruki paused mid-sentence, as if realizing something, and suddenly froze in place.
“Of course it matters.” Lin Qiye glanced at Hanzawa Tsukasa’s body on the ground and said slowly, “He possesses the ‘Black Rope,’ which can conduct large-scale destruction at a specific point. What if he wants to use that cursed blade to cut through the ‘Pure Land’?”
At this, the two turned their heads sharply.
On the rain-soaked street, the black long blade that had been kicked to the side had now vanished.
Lin Qiye’s pupils constricted slightly.
Just now, his spiritual energy had been monitoring the surroundings, yet he hadn’t sensed anything unusual. No one had approached, and no objects had come near; that cursed blade that had fallen to the ground seemed to have disappeared into thin air without any warning.
“He’s nearby!” Lin Qiye suddenly exclaimed.
“Search!”
Lin Qiye and Amiya Haruki simultaneously sprinted away, disappearing into the rain.
Shen Qingzhu, along with the members of the Black Kill Group, stood in the rain, momentarily unsure of what had happened. After hesitating for a moment, he waved his hand to the others, and everyone immediately returned to their vehicles, heading toward the Black Kill Group’s building.
…
No one noticed that in the rippling puddle where they had been standing, the figure of a man in a sequined suit flickered in and out of view, as if trapped in another world.
At his waist hung an empty golden scabbard, and his hands were completely empty.
Opposite him stood a silver-robed Oracle, cradling the ‘Black Rope’ that had just been kicked away by Amiya Haruki, a slight smirk on his lips, eyes glinting with mockery.
“It seems you were still a step behind me; this blade ultimately fell into my hands.” The silver-robed Oracle spoke indifferently. “Those young people have already left and didn’t notice you were trapped here. No one can save you now… Yuzuriha Kurotetsu.”
The middle-aged man in the sequined suit frowned at him, a serious expression etched on his face.
“Oracle No. 6, ‘Mirror Disaster’…”
…
On the other side.
Yuzuriha Nao was carrying a box of glue, tape, cleaning agents, and other household tools, following Xiao Jin out of the store. After briefly orienting herself, she headed toward the club.
It wasn’t too late yet, and there were quite a few pedestrians on the road, mostly families and friends who had just finished attending the Tenjin Festival, chatting and enjoying various snacks, their faces beaming with joy.
“Xiao Jin, do you think Uncle Jingjie can really fix the store?” Yuzuriha Nao asked, her mind heavy as she walked.
Xiao Jin, walking beside her, paused for a moment before smiling and replying, “He can.”
“I wonder where Brother Qiye and Brother Haruki went… If they were here, they could help a lot, right?”
Yuzuriha Nao sighed, and just then, a loud explosion echoed from a distant street, a bright fireball shooting into the sky, illuminating a corner of the dark city.
The sudden explosion startled Yuzuriha Nao and the other pedestrians.
Xiao Jin looked toward the direction of the explosion, his brow slightly furrowed.
