CHAPTER 497: CHAPTER 341: THE STREET NEXT TO THE IZAKAYA_3

In a society ruled by law, we should let them spend some time inside.

"Fatty, you speak."

Fatty quickly closed his eyes: "It hurts, it hurts..."

Kusunoki Kubomaru laughed and placed the Wooden Sword on his leg: "Let’s make it hurt a bit more."

He panicked immediately: "Hey! No, no!"

"Then hurry up and talk."

"I, I—"

"Got a stutter?"

"No, no, it’s just that I don’t know how to say it."

"Say what you know."

"What I know—" Fatty thought carefully, his face bitter, "I really don’t know anything."

"Don’t know anything and still come out as Yakuza?" Kusunoki Kubomaru glared at him, trying to scare him.

Fatty was about to cry, glancing at the big brother kneeling on the ground: "It’s big brother who made us follow him, saying someone upset him and we were here to give him some face."

Kusunoki Kubomaru didn’t bother with more words and turned to walk under the streetlamp, standing in front of the man kneeling on the ground.

The man still buried his head, seemingly gritting his teeth, with an expression that was both constipated and humiliated.

"And you, do you know?"

The young man didn’t speak.

"You want another round?"

Senior Brother Kusunoki squatted down, Wooden Sword in hand, and persuaded the man sideways, "Come on, you’re already kneeling to me; what pride do you have left? Just say it."

The man still didn’t speak.

Compared to those three silly sidekicks, this man seemed to be a real Yakuza.

The fearsome demon tattoo on his neck was intimidating enough.

Kusunoki Kubomaru was about to take action when Uesugi Sakura pulled him back in time: "Beating him won’t make him confess, hand him over to the police. I know someone in the force, they’ll give a detailed explanation."

"You know someone in the police station?" Senior Brother Kusunoki asked.

"What’s wrong with that?"

Senior Brother Kusunoki suddenly smiled: "Nothing."

About 5 minutes later, the sirens blared.

Several officers stepped out of two Crown patrol cars one after another.

Uesugi Sakura didn’t recognize these officers, and after explaining the situation a couple of times, went to the police station to make a statement.

In the interrogation room, after saying all that needed to be said, Uesugi Sakura asked the officer:

"Who are they?"

"Yakuza, three of them just joined."

Kusunoki Kubomaru said with a smile: "No wonder they’re so green."

The officer remarked with a peculiar look: "That sturdier one with the tattooed neck is actually a hitman."

Uesugi Sakura didn’t have much of a concept: "Pretty formidable?"

The officer explained: "Let’s put it this way, he’s been in here multiple times, each time for severely injuring others and getting sentenced."

Kusunoki Kubomaru: "He looks quite young though."

The officer shook his head: "He’s 35."

"He really does look young!"

The officer continued: "We can’t make a firm conclusion on the situation yet, but I’ve seen his past files, roughly suggesting someone sent him to do this.

"Not sure if you’ve crossed anyone, or offended some folks in business.

"Anyway, you better be careful these days, someone might come looking for trouble again.

"Call the police when it happens, local officers will arrive quickly, within five minutes. We’ll notify you as soon as we get the information. It’s late; you two should head home early."

The policeman was considerate enough to drive the two of them home in the squad car.

On the way home, Uesugi Sakura kept wondering if he had upset someone.

But after thinking for a long time, he still couldn’t come up with anything.

Those guys clearly targeted him, having nothing to do with Senior Brother Kusunoki.

After pondering without finding any useful clues, Uesugi Sakura decided to wait for the police’s news.

In the meantime, it was best to carry a Wooden Sword when going out.

"I’m back."

As Uesugi Sakura stepped into the entrance, Aei came running out, pattering on the floor.

"Brother, why are you home so late today?"

"Some things came up."

Uesugi Sakura didn’t elaborate and changed the topic with the cake in hand, "For you and Chiaei."

Little Aei had her hands behind her back, tiptoeing, but didn’t take it.

"Don’t like it?"

"What about Hanabi sister? If brother doesn’t buy for sister, she’ll be jealous."

Uesugi Sakura smiled: "It’s inside."

"That’s good."

After taking the small cake, she quickly ran back inside.