There Was No Secret Organization to Fight with the World’s Darkness so I Made One (In Exasperation)

10 Stories Tokyo Moka Ignition Fire

With the failure of the hijacking case, the fall of the Tanioka group was determined. Or I made a decision when I hijacked it.

Hijacking is terrorism in the first place. It is common international sense not to negotiate with terrorists. Terrorists rise when they succumb to the violence of terrorism and swallow demands. If I threaten him, I think he'll get what he wants. Groups will continue to mount more ferocious terrorist attacks with funds earned from terrorism and plan terrorism with momentum and imitation of success stories. It sucks.

So terrorism must be crushed by the prestige of the state and without complete skin. If they threaten to kill you if you don't take the hostage and swallow the demand, you must rescue the hostage while refusing the request. It is impossible to swallow the demands of terrorists.

Hijacking can't wake a fool up. Because I can't break through security.

Hijacking doesn't wake up smart people. Because I know how barren terrorism is.

That's why hijacking doesn't wake up early, but it happened because there was a smart fool in the Tanioka group. In order for Inteliyakuza to protect the face of the Tanioka group, he killed the Moonwatch leader, Moonwatch Gang, as part of the Moonwatch group's parent.

First, the Tanigao group bought parental information from Lee, the informant.

Lee is grateful to his parents and sells information to the Moon Guard at a low price, but that's not true at all when it comes to his side of the Moon Guard. The informant is an informant. It's a neutral position that moves with gold.

Having grasped the actions of his parents, the Tanigao group worked out a raid plan. My parents bought a cheap plane seat to Hokkaido a month before they left, so the Tanigao group that learned about it was able to secure a one-month prep period. Disassemble & disguise the gun, the explosives are processed to look like food, and the smell is removed with care. Mix it into your baggage and break through the X-ray. The gun was assembled in the toilet on board. In addition to the two executioners, we also prepared ambushes that confused passengers for what if.

And that's it, I failed.

My parents fell off the plane as expected. But he didn't die. He landed the building's hierarchy financially like a tile split, spinning a chatter full of energy and returning normally.

This made the Tanigao group completely misunderstand their parents as immortal monsters. In fact, I had a broken leg, and I pretended to be fine while sweating, chattering, and gaining recovery time until I managed to walk with enhanced healing concentration, but it looked like I could afford it by my side. He assumed that he had slowly broken through the plot to kill his face from the front.

By the way, the Strangers, who were on an occasional plane to Arakawa, wandered off before the fierce police managed to rally their manpower in the middle of the night. Avoiding the police is Stranger's instinct.

In the Tokyo Metropolitan Hijacking case, an outrageous press battle broke out.

A plane that came into the heart of the city.

The psychic powers that have emerged since the super water polo incident that rescued it and prevented catastrophe.

When the plane crashed by hijacking, it was completely unplugged.

It is leaked that the crime was committed by the Tanigao group.

The rarity of the majority of passengers fleeing in the pseudonym and immediately after the accident.

Rumors of the Phantom destroying the Foot St building on the scoop of the night after day are also called Kasumi.

It was a delightful miscalculation that the psychic group = Tianzhao was recognized as a righteous secret society that completely protected Tokyo throughout the hijacking case.

Both the media and the public flourished with a group of psychics, who in turn slapped the airlines and the Tanigao group on metaxo.

The government also finally got its heavy hips up on this one. Previously on "Isakoza has increased since the super water polo incident, but the economy is good because of the surge in tourists and climbing eels. OK! With the cluttered release, the crime scene struggled to die and managed to match Tsujitsu, but terrorism cannot be overlooked in any way. Pressure was exerted on the police to crush the Tanigaoka group, which had poured cold water on a large spinning economy, and a new bill on air flights would be considered to prevent recurrence.

I knew just under pressure that the deal with the Tanigao group was a round throw at the police, and that I could never decide anything by rubbing it in the opposition over this period about the new bill. There is no such fiction as a boss who thinks clearly of the scene, or a politician who stops confronting and joins hands before the crisis. This place is real, real!

Anyway, airlines and police enthusiasm on the scene was high, the government doing virtually nothing with just hips up.

The airline took all possible measures to prevent hijacking from recurring, while at the same time smelling its relationship with the most popular psychic in the public. In fact, there are materials that can distort the relationship, even if there is nothing to do with it. Stema has had a certain effect, and although the state of business has deteriorated, there are government subsidies and bankruptcy is likely to be spared.

The police moved with prestige to exterminate the Tanioka group. The Tanioka group tried to escape by tail-cutting the ends and pushing the blame, but could not escape the pursuit of the blood-eyed police. Even the repeated raids on the moon and night saw morale, evidence of the crime and shame were scattered, and mistrust spread within the group repeatedly, so it took the form of stabbing the todome there.

The Tanioka group is no longer the moon guard group. It's the best you can do to cope with the police, and even if you leave it, it won't disappear far away. Ninjas come and go frequently, opening vaults to match police break-ins, and carefully placing evidence of printed crimes on the table. Chris' psychometry has stopped growing over the past sixty days of reading, but it's still too much to pull through information.

You can say that the big picture of the battle between the Tanioka and Tsukimoto groups has been decided. How do we settle the rest?

A month after the hijacking.

As I sat down on the edge of the moon guard mansion at night and learned guitar from the sight of the mountain, Baba, in her cooking attire, gave a glimpse of her face.

"It's been a long night. It's a call."

"Parenthood?"

"No, the owner of Tachigi Real Estate wants to talk about the inadequacy of the tenancy papers. You'll be in charge for the night? I heard it would be better if I went sooner."

"…… Ooh, ooh. Okay, I'm on my way."

I'm not in charge of the tenancy paperwork, but I can tell by the keywords and the flow of the story. This is Mr. Tsuki's call.

I said I was going, but I can't move my leg. Cold sweat flows.

Do it, baby...

Better than hijacking...

This is definitely the one to be scolded......

You're the one who can't help but be mindful...

I mean, let him go into the heart of the city, smash up the building, set up an emergency mission to Heavenly Lights, and fly out to see the moon and night that the secret society is supposed to be. Too flashy. Even though it's a secret society.

The burden on Mr. Tsuki, who moved to tidy things up, must have been so big. It's another horrible call after a month. Because I haven't had time to call them in the past month.

Until I finished building my secret society of darkness, I decided not to make any contact to hide my relationship with Mr. Tsuki. Cover it up and call it in.

Are you coming? Mr. Tachigi, are you here? Scary......

As I was trembling in fear, Chris took off the ceiling on the edge and looked upside down.

"Let me talk to you! Yes, this suit. Tsuki Real Estate is lending our crew a nice house, isn't it? I just have to kick your ass."

Chris gets ironed and drops a knolly Y-shirt and suit on my lap.

Hey, come on. Don't get ready. I don't want to go. I don't want to be scolded.

"And this business card that was in my Y-shirt. What? Are you kidding me? What store?

"Eleven year old monkeys (like this) hug me naked. Eh, it's a shop. Not for Chris."

Suitably misleading, Chris made a complete mistake and looked like a donkey. The second encounter of the Secret Society of Darkness and Light adjusts here. Not yet. Wait, wait, wait.