The Black Car That Got Rear-Ended

Even though Jiang Hang's assassin bloodline had already awakened and his physique far surpassed that of ordinary people, he still couldn't help but feel a sense of amazement while sitting in Fujiwara Bunta's car.

After driving through Mount Akina, Fujiwara Bunta parked his car at the foot of the mountain.

Judging from his expression, he was actually somewhat dissatisfied with the result.

There were some distractions on the road, so he had to slow down for a while.

Fortunately, there weren't many vehicles at the Five-Hairpin Turn, so he was able to pass through smoothly in one go. If he had slowed down at the Five-Hairpin Turn, it would have taken more than half a minute.

"There are cars on the road this time. I'm not one to take advantage of others. If you don't like it, we can come back tonight, and I'll take you for a ride on Mount Akina at night," Fujiwara Bunta explained.

Jiang Hang naturally did not refuse.

On this stretch of Mount Akina alone, Fujiwara Bunta's driving skills can be considered unparalleled; watching him drive is like observing a work of art.

Every turn was the best choice. Even with Jiang Hang's Eagle Eye observation, he couldn't see any problems with the drift line. If he had to point out anything, it would be a centimeter-level suggestion.

Just like how some people on the internet used an egg as a technical standard for trucks, making the outside of the truck's front wheels touch the edge of the egg, and then making the egg pass smoothly through the narrow gap between the truck's rear tires.

This is already an incredible technology, but Fujiwara Bunta maintained a speed of 150 kilometers per hour on top of that, which is far more difficult than just increasing the difficulty a little bit.

Since we'll be coming back again tonight, we'll naturally need to find a place to have dinner.

Although there's still some time before dinner, it's not too early to go.

"Then let's go to the hotel that my family's tofu shop supplies. It's located on Mount Akina, so it will be more convenient."

Fujiwara Bunta made the suggestion, then looked at the road not far away. Only now did Koharu Yoshino arrive at the foot of Mount Akina in her AE86, belatedly.

Koharu Yoshino originally wanted to witness the speed of this Mount Akina Speed King herself, but who knew that even on the bustling city streets, Fujiwara Bunta was as graceful as a dragon, leaving her far behind in just one or two blocks.

While she was still waiting for the traffic light on the side of the street, Fujiwara Bunta had probably already driven out of the city.

On this round trip, it was already quite fast for her to encounter Fujiwara Bunta, who was just coming down the mountain, when she arrived at the foot of Mount Akina.

Although Koharu Yoshino was also secretly relieved.

Thankfully, she didn't get on the bus, otherwise she would definitely be vomiting right now.

She stopped her car next to Fujiwara Bunta's car, just about to walk over and ask them how things were going, when suddenly a screeching drifting sound came from halfway up Mount Akina, followed shortly by a loud crash of something heavy falling to the ground.

Upon hearing this voice, Jiang Hang, who was in the passenger seat, immediately changed his expression.

Fujiwara Bunta's expression immediately turned serious.

That sound just now was from someone's car falling off a cliff!

Although the mountain roads of Mount Akina are not the so-called "ninety-nine consecutive bends", they are still quite difficult. Almost every year or two, there will be a few cars that have accidents for various reasons.

Even without Jiang Hang's reminder, Fujiwara Bunta straightened up and prepared to head up the mountain again to find out the current condition of the car that had just been involved in the accident.

Koharu Yoshino obviously heard the noise as well, and immediately headed up the mountain as instructed by Jiang Hang.

Although the AE86 wasn't particularly good at climbing mountains, under Fujiwara Bunta's control, his AE86 still managed to get to the crime scene in no time.

On the road halfway up the mountain, a luxury Mercedes-Benz was now overturned in the middle of the road. Judging from the mess at the scene and the large gap in the guardrail above, the car probably rolled all the way from the top of the Five-Hairpin Turn before coming to a stop here.

At this point, Jiang Hang naturally couldn't bring himself to make any jokes about the 86 and Mercedes; the most important thing now was to rescue the people inside the car.

It's unknown whether the people inside the car will survive such an impact.

Jiang Hang was about to approach the car when Fujiwara Bunta stopped him first.

"Be careful, nobody knows if this car will suddenly explode."

The car's fuel filler cap is malfunctioning and is leaking fuel continuously, posing a risk of explosion at any moment.

However, Jiang Hang is not really afraid of this.

After all, he has Eagle Eye and can see the car's current condition most clearly.

This Fujiwara Bunta's judgment, which relies solely on his own experience.

Under such circumstances, Jiang Hang naturally had nothing to fear.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. I'll just ask you to call the police from the car."

With Fujiwara Bunta's brow furrowed, Jiang Hang approached the seemingly dangerous car with relative ease.

Then he saw Jiang Hang's wrist twitch slightly, and then he removed the car door that was already somewhat deformed.

This scene shocked Fujiwara Bunta, who had no idea how Jiang Hang had managed to do it.

However, he still remembered to call the police, and after hesitating for a while, he dialed the police number and told them about the case that had occurred there.

Jiang Hang, after casually removing the car door, reached out and briefly probed the nose of the person in the driver's seat.

Unfortunately, this man is now completely dead.

Although the man was wearing a seatbelt, a cursory glance suggests that the immediate cause of death was a fracture of his cervical spine due to the immense pressure during the car crash.

Now that the person has been confirmed dead, the next step is to determine whether this case was just an unfortunate accident, or whether it was all deliberately orchestrated.

Chapter 473: Chapter 469: The Black Car That Was Rear-Ended

After confirming that the vehicle that had fallen from the mountain would not explode for the time being, Jiang Hang rescued the man inside the car immediately out of humanitarian considerations, even though the man inside had stopped breathing, and attempted to perform some simple first aid measures.

After all, even though suffocation caused by a broken cervical spine and damage to the spinal cord and nerve tissue are fatal, there is still a slight possibility of survival if treatment is timely.

Unfortunately, the man in front of Jiang Hang wasn't so lucky.

Although Fujiwara Bunta arrived at a very fast speed, perhaps even faster than anyone else in Gunma or all of Japan, he still died much faster this time.

During this time, Koharu Yoshino naturally arrived at the crime scene as well.

As Jiang Hang's assistant, she was already used to encountering cases in any situation and any place, and she was no longer flustered at the beginning. She simply met Jiang Hang 'Jiang Hang gaze and knew from his solemn eyes that the man in the car had no signs of life.

Seeing Jiang Hang's look, Koharu Yoshino said nothing, but took out a sign from the trunk of Jiang Hang's car and placed it about 100 meters in front of and behind the vehicle to remind passing vehicles to slow down.

"The police should be able to get here within half an hour. While you're at it, could you also give Officer Yamamura a call and have him inform the local police station?" Jiang Hang added before focusing on investigating the case.

This car was not the one they had encountered on their way down the mountain. It must have been the car that started going down the mountain after Fujiwara Bunta's group began their descent.

The incident occurred at the second bend of Five-Hairpin Turn, where the guardrail had been destroyed by the Mercedes, which is worth approximately ten million yen.

However, since they haven't gone up there to check yet, they don't know what the situation is like up there.

Jiang Hang's current investigation is still focused on the crashed Mercedes in front of them.

However, before Jiang Hang could say anything, Fujiwara Bunta had already called the police, revealed his findings.

"This car has a fake license plate, and its origins are probably not clean."

Jiang Hang turned to look at Fujiwara Bunta.

He doesn't really know much about cars. Aside from recognizing the brands of the car logos, he can't give any specifications at all.

Riding Skill are not limited to driving cars; cars, ships, airplanes, horses, donkeys, skateboards, and other vehicles are all within the scope of riding skills.

This naturally resulted in him simply knowing how to drive, without really understanding the details of the car itself.

At most, he could only rely on his Eagle Eye to detect that there might be some problems with certain parts of these cars.

In this specialized field, he clearly doesn't understand Fujiwara Bunta, a veteran driver who has been immersed in the automotive industry for two or three decades.

Now that Fujiwara Bunta says the car has a fake license plate, its origins are clearly questionable.

Fujiwara Bunta had naturally witnessed many car accident scenes. In fact, various car accidents often occurred in the races he participated in when he was young. He had seen this kind of thing many times, so when he saw the deceased, his expression did not fluctuate much.

He squinted and explained to Jiang Hang.

"The license plate is problematic. The production process of these fake license plates cannot be as standardized as that of real license plates. They are basically made through multiple processes. To the average person, there is no difference, but the more experience one has, the more discerning one can become."

As for how he felt, Fujiwara Bunta didn't elaborate, probably because it involved some private matters that weren't suitable to be discussed openly.

But that's normal.

Although he retired from racing, it didn't mean that Fujiwara Bunta had distanced himself from the automotive industry. He still knew some things about it thanks to his previous connections, but it was normal that he couldn't tell Jiang Hang, the detective, in detail due to face-saving concerns.

Seeing that Jiang Hang wasn't going to ask any further questions, Fujiwara Bunta quickly skipped over the topic and brought up other issues related to the car.

The tires were newly installed and hadn't even been broken in yet. The tires on this car have probably only traveled less than 100 kilometers since they left the factory.

The car had no accessories or electronic instruments installed inside, which was obviously unusual for a Mercedes worth tens of millions of yen.

The biggest problem is the very conspicuous dent at the rear of the Mercedes-Benz – it was hit from behind by another car, and it's even possible that this impact caused the car to fly off the road and crash.

Actually, many of the problems with this car are quite obvious. Even without Fujiwara Bunta mentioning them, Jiang Hang could see them, but he probably couldn't describe them using specialized terminology like Fujiwara Bunta did.

"It looks like this is another premeditated murder," he said, clapping his hands as he looked at the evidence before him.

Fujiwara Bunta felt a headache coming on; getting involved with these detectives was never going to end well.

It hasn't been long, and I've already encountered a murder case on Mount Akina. I was originally planning to go to a hotel to relax and maybe even get some more gold coins from that nouveau riche Jiang Hang to improve my life.

Now that this suspected homicide case has occurred, my plan to enjoy a comfortable evening at the hotel, with good food and drinks, and maybe even a soak in the hot springs, has been completely ruined.

It's probably going to be difficult to finish my statement at the police station tonight and go home to sleep early.

Jiang Hang is actually quite helpless in this situation.

He just wanted to get out and clear his head, go for a drive, chat with his favorite anime and movie characters, and have a meal. Who knew that he would be involved in another murder case right after he sat in the passenger seat? It seems he really can't find a moment's peace.

However, in Gunma, after the case in the Togami Forest was solved, he had rested well at the inn for a few days. He hadn't been out at night to carry out his duty of justice, so he had rested enough and now he needed to get back into shape to continue his detective career.

Put aside your complaints for now.

"You guys wait here for now. If any cars pass by, write down their license plates and car models. The most important thing is to be careful and avoid any accidents. If this is really someone deliberately causing a car accident to harm someone, you at the scene of the crime could very well become their target as well."

The best way is to have Fujiwara Bunta and Koharu Yoshino wait for him in the car.

Even if someone really wanted to get rid of them, they'd have to see if they could catch up to Fujiwara Bunta's taillights first.

Fujiwara Bunta had no objection to this.

This incident is likely to involve some Mafia groups that make a living by selling stolen cars. These are luxury cars that cost tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of dollars. They get their hands on them through certain means and then sell them abroad quietly. This kind of industry can bring in billions or even tens of billions of yen in profits a year. It's not something that a retired race car driver like him could get involved in.

To be honest, he had learned from his friend at his car modification shop that there had been a number of smuggling gangs operating around Mount Akina in recent years. However, these gangs even had genuine vehicles smuggled from abroad, so no one dared to mess with them, fearing that they would be shot if they got too close.

If things go wrong, it could cause him a lot of trouble, and Fujiwara Bunta doesn't want to lose his life at the age of forty because of something like that.

So, although he desperately wanted Jiang Hang, the famous detective, to find the real culprit in this case as soon as possible, and preferably to wipe out the entire black car gang, so that he, a local of Mount Akina, wouldn't have to worry about being targeted by others in the future.

But just to be on the safe side, he simply got back into his car. Now, all he needed to do was ensure that no one could catch him on Mount Akina.

After Fujiwara Bunta and Koharu Yoshino got into the car, Jiang Hang headed straight up the bend.

The car has to make a big turn, which is a design feature to reduce the slope, but for Jiang Hang, who walks, he doesn't need to take a long detour along the road. He can simply climb up the steep slope that the car came down.

For most people, this might be dangerous, but for Jiang Hang, this amount of work wasn't even enough to warm him up.

Watching Jiang Hang traverse the steep slope with ease, Fujiwara Bunta, inside the car, asked Koharu Yoshino in the passenger seat with some curiosity, "Your boss is really skilled. Do detectives need such good skills nowadays?"

Jiang Hang dismantled the car door with his bare hands and so easily made his way up the steep slope. Has the detective industry evolved to this level now?

Upon hearing Fujiwara Bunta's question, Koharu Yoshino's expression became slightly subtle. "After all, I often deal with criminals, so I need to master some basic self-defense techniques. Naturally, my fighting skills are a little better than the average person."

This was something Jiang Hang taught her: when facing strangers, speak in a way that is half-truth and half-lies, so that people cannot ascertain her full strength, in order to avoid any unexpected situations.

Fujiwara Bunta wasn't stupid, so he naturally wouldn't take Koharu Yoshino's evaluation too literally.

However, those who have never actually seen Jiang Hang make a move can never imagine the extent to which Jiang Hang can achieve his full power.

Jiang Hang quickly crossed the roadside guardrail and arrived at the actual crime scene.

Compared to the horrific scene below, the traces left here are much simpler.

The unpleasant smell of burning tires and the clearly visible tire tracks extending from the road before the turn to the gap in the guardrail all pointed to the fact that this case was not simple.

Jiang Hang looked at the tire tracks on the ground. There was no shortage of drifting enthusiasts in Mount Akina who challenged this classic Five-Hairpin Turn, so tire tracks left by vehicles drifting could be seen almost everywhere on the road.

However, most of these tire tracks were left before; there are only a few different tire tracks left today.

The tire track looked nice, and the mark wasn't very obvious; it was clearly the trace that Fujiwara Bunta had just left.

He specializes in drifting, so he naturally chose the kind of tires that are very durable. In addition, he goes through corners at extremely high speeds, more than 100 kilometers per hour, which is not enough to leave very obvious drift marks on the ground.

Therefore, this one can naturally be eliminated.

The remaining two tire tracks, which appear to be deeper, extend towards the guardrail. The former tracks are particularly noticeable, clearly indicating that the person was braking and then being forcibly hit from behind, causing them to lose their balance.

These tire tracks are clearly the key part of this case.

Looking at the scene, Jiang Hang could almost instantly recreate what had just happened in his mind.

A man driving a black car, whose origins are unknown, was being chased by someone. Therefore, his driving speed was not slow. To be able to drive to the Five-Hairpin Turn after Fujiwara Bunta had finished descending the mountain without encountering Jiang Hang and Fujiwara Bunta, this speed was already considered relatively fast for a normal person.