Chapter 64: Connection

Tokyo.

The headquarters of the Special Events Countermeasures Bureau.

Ever since he and the ABI jointly raided several hiding places suspected to be those of Ito Seigo or imposters, Noguchi Takeshi has finally entered a rare period of free time.

It refers to the free time when you don't have to work until midnight every day and have to rely on coffee to survive.

Sometimes he could even get off work at nine o'clock, which made him, as the head of the Special Affairs Bureau, a little uncomfortable.

The main task now is to follow up on the daily training of the unit renamed the Super Assault Force.

The original name was Special Emergency Assault Force, which was said to be too much of a copy of the Special Emergency Assault Force SAT, but now this name seems a bit too straightforward to Takeshi Noguchi.

Although he also speculated that the top leaders might be preparing to launch the concept of superheroes to divert people's attention and boost confidence again.

He declined to comment.

"Isn't this good? At least it's not like me. Ninety-nine percent of the intelligence I receive is fake. Either they are mentally ill or they are cheating. Sometimes I even get into fights with my counterparts from other countries for no apparent reason when I'm abroad. The key is that it's all fake in the end. Isn't it a waste of effort?" William complained while drinking American coffee.

In fact, William doesn’t like to complain. Complaining is just a way for him to get closer to others.

It’s like two employees saying behind their boss’s back that if they keep working hard this year, the boss will be able to buy two more new cars.

"Is there any movement from the Holy Infant Society?" asked Takeshi Noguchi.

"Same as usual, extreme sports on Monday, Wednesday and Friday, spiritual awareness on Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday, and a ceremony on Sunday. Colleagues who have joined in all joked that they will have to pay overtime on Sundays." Extreme sports are only limited to those who have taken the Holy Son Pill, and spiritual awareness is not mandatory, but all members must participate in the Sunday ceremony, and William is no exception.

In fact, he could also participate in extreme sports. Nakai Hayabusa knew that he had taken drugs, but William did not bring it up, so Nakai Hayabusa pretended not to know.

"Those who join the Holy Infant Society will receive exclusive allowances, which include these situations." Noguchi Takeshi still spoke frankly.

William was used to it, so he finished his coffee in one gulp and went to sort out the files.

Ding-ling-ling, a series of rapid rings rang out and Takeshi Noguchi answered the phone.

"This is Special Operations Section Takeshi Noguchi."

"Section Chief! I'm Kenji from the Fukushima Prefecture Special Operations Division! We found traces of Ito Seiji here. He caused a fire and left. We have arranged for tracking him. Please provide immediate support!"

"Got it! Keep in touch, I'll go to support you immediately."

Takeshi Noguchi looked at the time, it was seven o'clock.

This place is about 200 kilometers away from Fukushima, and it would take less than an hour if the helicopter is fast.

"After training for so long, it's time to see the real thing."

"This is treated nuclear wastewater. If you drink all of this water, you will survive." Ito Makoto had already untied the restraints on them and was playing with the orange flame in his hands, with the big blue barrel next to him.

How can I finish this?
Suzuki Mitsuhiko clenched his fists, but he would not resist an existence that could not be resisted.

Even though he knew that the water was not as advertised, he could only swallow it along with his tears.

Those beasts from Tepco have caused us so much trouble!

"Lord Ito, can you please at least tell us where we have offended you?" Suzuki asked in a pleading tone.

Ito showed a devilish smile: "When you step on an ant to death, you won't care what the ant says." Suzuki's heart sank. He could make a basic guess from the other party's words that it should be a minor figure they were dealing with.

Add to that the death of Nicholas and the nuclear wastewater, and the answer is obvious to an old fox like him.

Suzuki, with a bitter taste in his mouth, said nothing. He just walked silently to the bucket and drank the water.

When the sewage entered his throat, even though there was no special strange smell in it, he still felt a burning sensation from his mouth to his stomach, as if he saw countless radiations attacking his DNA.

Psychologically, this water is more intoxicating than liquor.

Even if the others were reluctant, they had to follow and pray silently that rescue would arrive soon - before they died of starvation.

Only the future daughter-in-law cried and shook her head: "I'm pregnant, I can't drink, please, I can't drink!"

Ito didn’t know whether the descendants of his enemies were within the scope of descendants that Xiao Songhe was concerned about, but in his eyes, it was still not recommended to let such a little life be born.

Then the flame in his hand suddenly rose higher and set his entire arm on fire.

"I, I won't get married, uncle, I give up, I won't marry into your family, Naoto, I'm sorry, can you let me go?" As she spoke, she tried to take off the engagement ring that she had just put on and threw it on the ground.

The others remained silent, including Ito.

Her eyes gradually became desperate, her arms drooped, and finally she slowly walked to the bucket, sobbing and drinking, tasting the dirty water that was salty because of her tears.

Suzuki Mitsuhiko felt that he had drunk a lot, but the water in the bucket showed no signs of decreasing, and there was no sound of rescue efforts.

Obviously, even the sound of a police siren would have kept him going.

"No, our family can't be the only one to be sacrificed. We can't be the only ones to suffer." Lying beside the barrel, Suzuki Mitsuhiko looked at his wife, son, and younger brother. The essence of his family is basically here. If they all die here, the family property will be divided up by unrelated collateral relatives.

Although most family heads attach more importance to the continuation of the family, it is not a bad idea to sacrifice a small part, including oneself, in exchange for the opportunity of survival when necessary.

But he still felt unwilling.

Because his relationship with the collateral branches was already bad, if he gave the inheritance to them, it would be better to just take it away!

Thinking of this, he was no longer afraid of being liquidated.

Decided to become a suicide truck, perhaps, this could buy a glimmer of hope for survival.

"Mr. Ito, don't you want to know more about TEPCO?" Suzuki Mitsuhiko held the bucket, resisted the urge to vomit, and spoke slowly under the shocked gaze of his relatives.

Ito looked at him: "You say."

"I'm dealing with Komatsukaku, I think that's his name, the method I used to deal with him was suggested by Shimizu, the former president of Tepco. Haha, he's called Shimizu, but in fact his heart is more turbid than sewage."

"He has time to pay attention to such a small matter?" Ito did not believe it immediately.

"Of course not. You may not know that when President Shimizu visited the disaster victims' resettlement site for the first time, it was Xiao Songhe who led the protest. I was also there at the time and saw Shimizu apologize and kneel down. A lot of things were smashed on him. Although capitalists don't have much dignity, it's clear that Shimizu remembered him."

"So in a later conversation with him, he took the initiative to suggest that I replace the pipes in Xiao Songhe's home and use nuclear wastewater instead of drinking water. He also promised that the authorities would not investigate me. Of course, he also gave me a lot of benefits."

Ito Makoto felt a chill in his heart.

In this matter, official knowledge and official unawareness are two completely different concepts.

　Thanks to "Blackwatcher" for the second reward
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