I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"This... this is the Bosozoku mentioned just now?"

"Be careful, they don't look like ordinary bosozoku..."

In front of the two of them, these bosozoku men exuding a desperate atmosphere, with baseball bats, iron bars, folding stools and other weapons on the back seat, looked like soldiers on their way to the battlefield.

Even Kaito Harumoto, an experienced detective from Section 9, subconsciously put on the pistol at his waist under the gaze of wolves as they passed by.

However, these bosozoku seemed to be in a hurry, they just looked at the two of them with murderous eyes when they passed by, and didn't stop any longer.

Just after the two of them were relieved that these gangsters passed by without incident, they continued to drive for five minutes...

"Boom boom boom boom..."

Another group of Bosozoku convoy with two people in the same dress and a slower speed approached Demon Z from behind.

"Whoa, the latest modified Z400, how can it be so miserable?"

"Are you so embarrassed to only drive 60 yards on the highway? Hey, have you violated the minimum speed limit, two uncles?"

"By the way, have you seen the vomit on the car body..."

"Hey, couldn't it be that greasy Mediterranean uncle who threw up just after reaching 60 yards?"

"Stop rambling, brother Araki is still waiting for us to help 'picking up corpses', keep your eyes sharp!"

However, they were not in a hurry like the previous team, instead they drove past Demon Z in a leisurely manner with a lot of discussion...

While driving at low speed, the flashlights in the hands of these bosozokus kept shooting back and forth on the road, as if they were searching for something.

"These impolite little bastards!"

"What are these bosozokus here for..."

Cheeky pretending not to hear the comments of these bosozokus, watching each other leave, Hiroshi Tsuneda and Kaito Harumoto couldn't help but look at each other.

...

Tomei Expressway, between Shizuoka City and Numazu City.

"Boom boom boom boom..."

The chrysanthemum of the cargo compartment was lost, without the doors and windshield, but it was still running wildly behind the large refrigerated truck on the highway, surrounded by dozens of locomotives speeding forward.

"Brother Araki!!!"

"... Brother Araki, here we come!"

The headlights of these locomotives illuminate the road so brightly that even boxes of expensive wagyu beef inside the carriages and a heavy locomotive parked inside can be clearly seen.

"Tsk tsk, was this truck bombed by a missile?"

"Don't make a noise, it looks like Brother Araki robbed other people's goods on the highway. It's a big deal."

The leading Kawasaki Vulcan S luxury heavy-duty cruiser speeded up and came to the side of the cab in an instant.

"I'm going to the palace, and bring the Phoenix First and Third Squads, see!"

"Because the second team lost the lottery, they are searching the rear for those precious 'goods'..."

The man driving the car who didn't wear a helmet at all and had "the fastest in history" written on his forehead was none other than the current leader of the "Kyushu Boys" Motomiya Yuki who is the current head of the phoenix gang.

"Hey, Gong Xing, did you actually bring so many people here? It's a great help..."

Seeing the Milky Way lit up for him in the rearview mirror, Sousuke Araki, who drove this crazy truck and fought wits and courage with the high-speed mothers-in-law for half a night, smiled heartily and felt extremely peaceful in his heart: "As you As you can see, the current situation is like this, and my great cause is now in urgent need of your rescue."

"As soon as I heard about Araki-san, all the sleepless guys clamored to come... Don't worry, leave this to us, Kenjiro, go up and have a look."

Ichimoto Miyako flexibly maintained a position parallel to the big truck, allowing the man in the back seat to climb into the cab.

"hiss……"

Seeing the situation in the cab clearly, Kenjiro, who had just climbed in, couldn't help but gasp.

Numerous impact dents on the surface of the car body...

A man dressed as a truck driver unconscious with a painful face...

The big human-shaped hole that runs through the steel plate between the cargo compartment and the cab...

A cracked windshield...

The missing car door...

The "high-end cargo" full of cargo compartments, and the unusually hideous heavy locomotive parked in the vehicle...

"As expected of Brother Araki, it looks like he made a big deal! It's Wagyu beef. No wonder this batch of 'goods' is worth hundreds of millions..."

In his mind, he couldn't help but imagine that Sousuke Araki was riding a heavy locomotive single-handedly, crashing through the back of a frozen truck on the highway, rushing into the cab, and after passionate hand-to-hand combat with the driver of the large truck, he was fully loaded with "goods worth hundreds of millions of yen" "The picture of leaving.

"No, I'm too naive, if these are not just ordinary wagyu beef, but other things are sandwiched in the meat... I'm afraid it will cost tens of billions..."

"This has always been a 'great career' that I have dreamed of doing... In comparison, I am indeed a good-for-nothing trash who only deserves to collect rent at home!"

While speaking with tears in his eyes, Kenjiro confirmed whether the face towel was completely covered his face, then pulled out a belt from his waist, and began to tie Uncle Watanabe's hands and feet skillfully and swiftly...

"Thanks to Araki-san, this is the first time for me to participate in such a 'great' cause, and I will definitely not lose the chain if I do it well! 』

"Sorry, did you misunderstand the word 'career'? ! 』

"Brother Araki, what are we going to do next? First throw this truck and that man into the sea to fake an accident, then take the goods away separately and distribute the funds back, right?"

On the other side, Ichimoto Miyayuki also asked loudly in the wind.

"How about adopting the 'shotgun' tactic? After dividing the goods, go down from dozens of different exits along the line... The brothers all brought the guys with them. As long as it is not the anti-riot guards, ordinary patrols can't do anything about us. .”

Speaking proudly, he also lifted up the hem of his clothes to lighten a pair of dark things on his waist.

"Bastard, what's a 'shotgun', I'm a serious part-time job, I called you here to find a way to stop the car!"

Seeing these unsatisfactory guys, Araki Sousuke was so angry that he picked up the broken shift lever and knocked hard on Kenjiro who was being tied up behind him: "Hey, you are trying to bring me into the industry." , guide carefully, and plan to invite me to the Thai bath to bid farewell to the old man who was a child..."

"...I asked you to come up to help check the brakes, not to be an accomplice!!"

Fortunately, he was afraid of scaring these guys to tears, so as soon as he saw the high beams, he asked the warriors of the Warring States Period to jump into the cargo compartment and "stand by".

"Brother Gong Xing, it should be that the electronic control system components of the gearbox are burnt and the gear is locked."

"As for the shift lever, could it be that the ghost-faced knight passing by broke it off for you......"

After a little inspection, Kenjiro held the half-broken shift lever and shook his head helplessly at Ichimoto Miyayuki on the locomotive next to him.

"Gearbox failure, brakes are gone, and there are no operating conditions for high-speed movement... The Tomei Expressway has always been stable near the sea. There is no danger-avoiding buffer lane on the road from here to Tokyo, but there is a line to Saitama. Several places..."

"However, if we continue to drive toward Yokohama, where there is a lot of traffic, and the metropolitan expressway area, we may be unable to brake and cause a series of accidents..."

Facing the tricky situation in front of him, even Ichimoto Miyayuki, who is extremely expert in vehicles, fell into deep thought for a while.