Chapter 66: The Kuji Financial Group

Yen Shuangying is, in all likelihood, connected to the Asai family.
If someone were sent to kill the Asai family, Yen Shuangying would most likely escort them along the way to ensure their safety, thereby temporarily leaving Tokyo. As long as Yen Shuangying was out of Tokyo, no one could interfere with the execution of the plan.
Although Gin had no idea who the person was—the one Vermouth had mentioned earlier who had flashed a flashlight at Calvados—that person was probably just another foolish citizen, much like Seiji Asai, who had been helped by Yen Shuangying after stopping a crime and completing a revenge, and had subsequently volunteered to assist him. Such people were not worth fearing.
At most, they were on the exact same level as that detective he had eliminated back at Tropical Land.
Ha! If it weren't for recent news reports linking that detective to the current urban legend in Beika Town, he wouldn't even have remembered that he had once gotten rid of such a small-time character. Even so, he couldn't recall that fellow's name or face.
He never bothered to remember the names or faces of the dead; it was entirely meaningless.
The dead posed no threat.
"Boss, it seems Yen Shuangying has already left Tokyo."
"Right now, the personnel from the Japanese Public Security are still conducting thorough inspections at the Japan National Stadium. Most likely, after the inspection, they will leave a detachment of officers to patrol the area to ensure the Emperor's Cup football final proceeds without a single hitch."
As Gin's right-hand man, Vodka unfolded his laptop and spoke while standing beside Gin.
Though peripheral members often joked that he was merely Gin's personal driver—due to his frequent contact with low-level operatives and a temperament noticeably much milder than Gin's—in reality, he was far more than just an ordinary driver.
After all, since Gin, the ace of the operations team, was an all-around killer, anyone able to keep pace with Gin's rhythm was naturally no ordinary person.
Right now, Vodka had already brought up the structural blueprint of the Japan National Stadium.
Numerous projected detonation points were marked on that blueprint, and the supplementary schematics at the side offered multiple switchable plans. From this alone, one could perceive just how thorough Vodka's preparations for this operation were.
"...Boss, didn't we previously find those three fools who were planning to blackmail the police to act as our surface scapegoats?"
"Among them, that fellow from Yomiuri Telecasting seems to have other ideas. The news circulating on the internet right now was stirred up by him using his status as a television network employee to contact tabloid reporters..."
"Isn't Tokyo Bay quite spacious?"
Gin asked casually, not even bothering to look up.
A single sentence determined that criminal's future.

Vodka nodded, placed his laptop aside, and then departed from the vantage point accompanied by several peripheral members.
According to the original plan, they had kidnapped the families of the three criminals, using the hostages as leverage to force the three criminals into acting as the surface threats and scapegoats, thereby orchestrating this massive incident.
It was a pity that fellow lacked a proper grasp of reality; consequently, this operation would feature only two criminals.
In any case, once the operation concluded, they intended to eliminate all three criminals along with their families to eradicate any future troubles. Taking care of one-third of them right now was merely getting a head start on what needed to be done.

Creak————
The door to the vantage point was pushed open.
A man dressed in a high-end suit strode briskly onto the rooftop, just as he was about to greet Gin.
However, the very next instant, he froze in his tracks.
Because a handgun was currently pressed directly against his forehead.
The chilling sensation instantly sobered him up, making him realize that he was not facing some ordinary hitman hired by a financial conglomerate as he had in the past, but rather the operations ace of a criminal syndicate!
Gin was nowhere near as cheap nor as easy to talk to as those ordinary killers!
"G-Gin-san———— As agreed upon, I am here to verify the progress of the plan."
"As one of the sponsors of the Emperor's Cup, the Akiyoshi Group is very much looking forward to you and your subordinates successfully executing this plan and getting rid of our most troublesome rivals in the Tokyo region."
The man in the high-end suit raised his hands with a ingratiating smile as he spoke these words.
Gin recognized this fellow.
He hailed from Britain and was not a local of this country; hence, he was unfamiliar with the intelligence surrounding domestic financial groups, yet he still knew a thing or two about the [Akiyoshi Group]————
The headquarters of the Akiyoshi Group was located in Hokkaido, and they maintained close cooperative ties with certain arms dealers in the Asia-Pacific region.
They could be considered one of the organization's partners in the Hokkaido area.
(The Akiyoshi Group originated from the theatrical film *The Million-Dollar Pentagram*, having made their fortune in the gold mining business before transforming into a military-industrial conglomerate during the Great War. They utilized the conveniences of wartime to acquire a massive amount of blood-stained wealth, only to experience a brief decline following the war's conclusion.)
"Even if the plan were to fail, the two people you designated will definitely die."
"With just these words, is it enough?"
Gin said coldly.

Meanwhile, on the structural blueprint of the Japan National Stadium displayed on Vodka's laptop, each of the spectator seats was marked with the corresponding name and general identity of its ticket holder. Only two names on the most prominent special viewing platform were highlighted in red and specially marked.
So much so that anyone casting even a single glance could clearly see those two names and their corresponding identities.
Even someone completely ignorant of financial cliques and entirely uninterested in economic news would feel a shock of panic and terror upon seeing these two names included within the Black Organization's assassination scope.
Because those two names were none other than [Shiro Suzuki] and [Tomoko Suzuki].
The chairman of the renowned Suzuki Zaibatsu and the chairperson's wife.
As long as these two individuals perished in this terrorist attack, the Suzuki Zaibatsu would undoubtedly find itself headless and suffer devastating losses. Relying solely on the couple's two daughters, or that absentee Jirokichi Suzuki...
It would be utterly impossible to stabilize the situation within the Suzuki Zaibatsu. At the very least, they would be forced to cede vast swaths of their interests just to ensure their own survival.
And that was precisely the opportunity the Akiyoshi Group was seeking————
The Great War had ended, and the Akiyoshi Group needed to undergo yet another transformation. The Suzuki Zaibatsu—a group with a short history that had not profited from the war and appeared exceptionally naive in the eyes of the Akiyoshi Group—became their point of entry.
Regardless of the methods used, whether by contention or plunder, once secured and swallowed whole, it would serve as their finest nourishment.
Sustaining war through war————
This was the greatest realization the Akiyoshi Group had attained after reaping war-time wealth from that Great War.
"Then, Gin-san, happy cooperation."
The negotiator from the Akiyoshi Group flashed a smile and cautiously extended his hand.
Yet Gin paid no attention to his outstretched hand whatsoever; instead, he simply picked up his binoculars of his own accord and looked toward the Japan National Stadium once more———— What Akiyoshi Group? To the organization, they were nothing more than yet another scapegoat.
After all, the entity standing behind the Black Organization... was a truly colossal power capable of representing the nation at economic summits.