Chapter 58 Who dares to blow up the Japan National Stadium? Why not just strafe Tokyo Tower instead?

After tossing his handgun to Yuya Kazami, Rei Furuya ascended the stairs alone.

He walked all the way down the corridor before turning to face the terrifying figure clad in a black coat and sunglasses—the infamous black-clad man—who quietly stared back, as if waiting for him to speak.

“Eagle Swallow, we need to talk.”

As an elite member of Public Security Zero, Rei’s opening words laid bare his primary concern this time.

“You’re making too much noise. If this keeps up, the investigators won’t be able to restrain themselves from taking action against you. After all, they adhere to the strategy of ‘pacify internally before dealing externally.’ Compared to the Black Organization...”

“They despise even more those dangerous individuals who disrupt city order and fall under Public Security’s jurisdiction.”

Clearly, Eagle Swallow—known as the “Half-Man Half-Ghost, Number One Sharpshooter”—was a dangerous figure among dangerous figures.

This terrifying dual-gunman in black, whose modus operandi differed entirely from the usual criminals in Mihama Town, was no less formidable than the entire Black Organization’s presence in Tokyo. In fact, he was even more fearsome.

While the Black Organization acted with clear objectives, Eagle Swallow operated with a whimsical unpredictability. A few days ago, he took down a major car company in Tokyo’s commercial district; yesterday, he struck a yakuza group in Shinjuku; today, he was torching Black Organization hideouts.

It wasn’t impossible that one day, on a whim, he might blow up the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department itself—

His actions left no trace, his combat prowess was terrifying, and he refused to cooperate with Japanese Public Security. The investigators would inevitably label him with the worst stereotypes and move against him sooner or later.

“I don’t want the investigators to take action against you,” Rei said earnestly.

“To be honest, I don’t think it’s wrong for you to strike at Black Organization bases or the notorious yakuza groups. After all, if you don’t act, sooner or later the task will fall to us, and the investigators will have us do it.”

“The problem is, your actions cause too much commotion, and the media will deliberately report and stigmatize you.”

“So—”

He reached into his pocket, appearing to retrieve something.

Such a move would be dangerous for any ordinary criminal, especially when facing someone armed with deadly force—it could easily be misinterpreted as a threat, provoking an attack.

But Eagle Swallow was an exception. He never cared about his opponent’s methods; within his control, he even allowed enemies to use their full strength before killing them.

Moreover, based on the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department’s case files accessed by Public Security, Rei had gleaned one key insight—

Eagle Swallow refrained from attacking unarmed individuals. Even those who intended to attack him, as long as they surrendered their weapons immediately, would be spared.

This time, Eagle Swallow hadn’t even brought a gun, which certainly didn’t meet his criteria for killing.

“This is my contact information. If you decide to take action, you can reach me through this.”

“I’ll come immediately to help manage the aftermath and prevent the media from seizing on these incidents for targeted reports. That could significantly delay the investigators’ move against you—”

“Besides, you sometimes rely on the Japanese Public Security’s help to get things done, don’t you?”

Rei was referring to the earlier incident when Eagle Swallow had his men call the police to guide the authorities in capturing the Black Organization’s ace operative, Gin.

Though unspoken, Eagle Swallow understood perfectly.

Yet, after Rei produced the card, there was no response.

He gazed at the shadowy figure before him, blinked, and in the next instant, that figure appeared right in front of him.

It was Rei’s second close encounter with this urban legend.

He nervously awaited Eagle Swallow’s response. If the man refused even to accept the contact card, it meant he had no intention of concealing or avoiding a conflict with Japanese Public Security—

Previously, Eagle Swallow had said in a hotel near Teitan Elementary School, “If Japanese Public Security gets in my way, I’ll take action against them.” Conversely, so long as Public Security did not interfere and could be an ally, there was no need to fight them!

At least until crime in Mihama Town was completely eradicated.

“I rarely get surprised, but this time, you truly surprised me.”

Rei heard Eagle Swallow speak.

The man snatched the card from Rei’s hand with such speed that Rei barely reacted.

If not for the strange sensation at his fingertips, Rei might not have even realized that Eagle Swallow had taken his contact card as he passed by.

Suddenly, Rei’s mind flashed to the image of Calvados, who had died in the hotel corridor.

Subsequent investigations by Public Security had found that Calvados’s pistol contained no bullets. Someone had removed every bullet from the magazine and scattered them on the floor. At the time, Rei had thought it was some trick by Calvados.

But now it seemed that Eagle Swallow had directly taken all the bullets during their confrontation!

“Originally, I thought all of you were hopeless fools.”

“But now, it seems there are a few barely intelligent people within Japanese Public Security—if needed, I will contact you.”

Eagle Swallow spoke behind him, leaving those words.

“Although your actions have a bit of an emergency firefighting feel, I will regard this as a kind of transaction.”

“If you need to reach me, you can go through the Kanto Alliance’s head. He will pass on the message, and I will contact you.”

“Finally, Rei Furuya, a word of advice—”

“Methods prove nothing; only the purpose can distinguish justice from evil.”

When Rei turned to look, Eagle Swallow had vanished without a trace.

The man truly was like a ghost—appearing without a shadow and disappearing without a trace.

People had dubbed him a “God,” not only praising his marksmanship but also affirming his efforts in fighting crime in Mihama Town.

“Only the purpose can distinguish justice from evil?”

Rei muttered softly.

Suddenly, his phone rang in his pocket.

In the next instant, he pulled it out and answered without checking the caller ID.

“What? Someone’s threatening to blow up the Tokyo National Stadium?”

“Who called the police? A sports star... which star?”

“The kidnappers want ransom from the star, and their plan is to detonate the Tokyo National Stadium on New Year’s Eve???”

His brow furrowed as he realized the situation was complicated.

This Tama better not be making a false alarm.

Who would dare blow up the Tokyo National Stadium? Why not shoot up Tokyo Tower instead?