Once the Metropolitan Police Department took control of the situation, half of the surviving Bluestone Alliance assassins finally breathed a sigh of relief.


    After all, it was the Metropolitan Police Department—they had to adhere to basic martial ethics. There was no way the police would drive a car into them or toss a bomb their way.


    The Yamaguchi-gumi also felt a glimmer of hope. Compared to being trapped amidst corpses and rivers of blood, it was preferable to be caught by the police and thrown into prison. At least prison was a ce where they could survive.


    The most frustrated were the Inagawa-kai.


    They hadn’t witnessed charlie Wade’s terror firsthand and only felt that this operation was exceedingly unlucky. The moment they arrived, they shed with those Yamaguchi-gumi bastards. Not only did they gain nothing, but their escape route was also cut off. They fought in a dark corridor and were arrested before evenying eyes on their enemy.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    At this moment, the Superintendent was furious. This brazen gang had dared to invade Mitsui Yoshitaka’s territory, attempt to assassinate Tawana, and leave behind three-digit casualties. It was a direct threat to his authority. Even if his own son were responsible, he would want to deal with him personally, let alone a gang of criminals.


    He immediately called the heads of the Yamaguchi-gumi and the Inagawa-kai, delivering the same message to both.


    “I don’t care where you are now. If you don’t want to be shot dead by the special police tonight, get out of there and head to the Dome immediately!”


    Neither leader had expected a personal call from the Superintendent. It dawned on them that their determination to seize the $1 billion in hidden money might have led to a major catastrophe.


    Though both were underworld bosses with tens of thousands of followers, this didn’t ce them above thew. Usually, when they engaged in minor gray-area activities or asional violent acts, the police turned a blind eye. But crossing a critical line meant severe consequences.


    Moreover, the call came from the Superintendent of Police—the highest authority in Tokyo and Japan. Offending him was the ultimate risk for gangsters and could cost them their lives. So, they didn’t hesitate and immediately set off for the Dome.


    The Superintendent then called Mitsui Yoshitaka’s younger brother, Mitsui Yoshiyasu.


    At that moment, Mitsui Yoshiyasu was driving to Oshino Hakkai.


    He expected that by now, his brother had been killed by his samurai, and perhaps even his only daughter, Mitsui Shinmi, was dead. ording to the current Mitsui family line of session, if only his elder brother died, Mitsui Shinmi would theoretically inherit. However, since Mitsui Shinmi hadn’t married or brought in a son-inw, family tradition prevented her from directly assuming leadership. Therefore, he would manage all family affairs.


    If his niece were also dead, he could confidently and legitimately be the next head of the family.


    He went to Oshino Hakkai at this time to create an alibi.


    To avoid suspicion for tonight’s operation, he specifically hired assassins to attack his father’s retirement mansion. He then mobilized the family’s helicopters and armed bodyguards for reinforcement and set off promptly himself. If his elder brother died at the Dome, he would have a usible exnation.


    He felt that fate was on his side because, at this crucial moment, someone offered $1 billion to take Tawana’s life. If his assassins killed everyone, he could me it on the mysterious American who had arranged the secret deal.


    Just then, his cell phone rang.


    Seeing the Superintendent of Police on the caller ID, he felt a surge of joy.


    Since leaving the Dome, he had been waiting for bad news but wasn’t sure who would deliver it.


    When he saw the Superintendent’s call, he assumed his elder brother was dead and the police had arrived at the Dome. He believed the Superintendent was calling to break the news.


    He answered the phone, feigning curiosity. “Mr. Watanabe, why are you calling sote?”


    The Superintendent carefully controlled his tone and said, “Mr. Mitsui, I have some bad news.”<fn5e6d> Checktest chapters at Find[?]ovel</fn5e6d>


    Mitsui Yoshiyasu kept up the act, quickly asking, “Mr. Watanabe, has something happened to my father in Oshino Hakkai?!”


    “No…” The Superintendent lied. “It’s your brother, Mr. Mitsui Yoshitaka. He was killed at the Dome.”


    “What?!” Mitsui Yoshiyasu feigned shock and grief. “You’re saying my brother was killed?! How is that possible?! You must be lying!”


    The Superintendent thought, Yes, I was lying to you. Your brother nned this. Do you really not understand, or are you just ying along with me?


    With this in mind, he sighed deeply and said helplessly, “I’m very sorry, Mr. Mitsui. Your brother was indeed killed. Tonight, many gang members and professional assassins came to the Dome to target Tawana Sweet. Unfortunately, your brother fell victim to them.”


    Mitsui Yoshiyasu instinctively pressed his hand over his heart; his heartbeat had nearly doubled.


    But it wasn’t grief causing his rapid heartbeat—it was excitement.


    Still, the show had to go on. He choked back a sob and said, “How could this happen… My brother was so young and in his prime, surrounded by so many bodyguards. How could such a tragedy ur?”


    Without waiting for an answer, he asked anxiously, “Mr. Watanabe, what about my niece? She attended the event with my brother tonight. Is she safe?”


    The Superintendent was momentarily stunned.


    Mitsui Yoshitaka hadn’t given him a clear answer to that question.


    For a moment, he didn’t know how to respond.