The Unforgiven from Shinigami
Having handled cases for many years, Soi Fon has long since shed her naivety as a newcomer. In her eyes, there are no elderly, weak, women, or children; only criminals and ordinary people.
It doesn't matter if the prisoner is old or young, male or female; they should be punished if necessary.
Then came another series of severe tortures.
Amidst the wails, Soi Fon obtained more specific information, but her hands didn't stop until she couldn't get any more information out of her.
The Mitsutsune Sanjō became barely alive.
She stopped the torture, walked to the bucket, drew water to wash her blood-stained hands, and then turned and walked out the door.
The streets were quiet.
The thatched huts scattered around all had their doors and windows tightly shut, and through the tiny cracks, pairs of eyes peered into the doorways.
The distant mountains and forests have been draped in the cloak of night, turning into a blanket of black.
Shiraishi leaped down with Ichirō Yagyū on his back.
"Did someone tip you off?" Soi Fon asked.
Shiraishi shook his head and said, "No."
"Alright, let's go to Seven Stones Village and find the elders there first."
Soi Fon vanished from the Shunpo using Shunpo, Shiraishi followed.
As the evening breeze swept through the doorway, people who had been hiding gradually emerged.
Mitsutsune Sanjō's son was the first to rush into his house. Seeing his father struggling to get up, he ran up to him, crying out, "Father!"
He cried out loudly, clutching the Mitsutsune Sanjō tightly to his strong chest.
Normally, the Mitsutsune Sanjō could be easily pushed aside, but not now; I don't have the Spiritual Power.
"Father!" He tightened his embrace, but the person in his arms did not move. Tears flowed even more freely, and he almost laughed out loud inside.
Outsiders envied him for being the elder's son, enjoying a life of luxury and having several beautiful wives and concubines.
No one knew, not even he was sure, whether his wives and concubines had given birth to sons or brothers.
Having been cuckolded for so many years, he wished he could kill his father.
Now that he finally has the chance to take his place, he's not going to let that old guy live any longer.
The people who came in after them all looked somber.
The elder is a good man; he lives a life of luxury himself, yet he hasn't forgotten to take care of some people in the village.
Now he's actually dying at the hands of Shinigami.
" Tarō, please accept this loss. We can't defeat Shinigami."
An elder offered words of comfort.
Only after confirming that his father in his arms was not breathing did Tarō release his grip in heartbreaking grief, slowly rising to say, "Uncle, I understand. Please keep the funeral simple. Thank you all for your help."
"Look at you, we're all family, it's no trouble at all."
Soi Fon quickly arrived at Seven Stones Village. As usual, she had Shiraishi keep watch from above while she broke into the house through the window.
Unlike the solitary Mitsutsune Sanjō, Daiki Shichiseki's house was quite lively.
The son, daughter-in-law, grandson, and granddaughter—a family of more than ten—were happily gathered around the dining table, enjoying a sumptuous dinner.
The intrusion of the Soi Fon shattered the warm atmosphere here.
Daiki Shichiseki hurriedly stood up from the head of the table and asked, "May I ask which captain has graced us with their presence?"
Soi Fon stepped forward with her hands behind her back. She wasn't tall, but she had a strong presence. She said, "You only have one chance to tell the truth. Where is Tsukikage Yagyū?"
"I don't know."
Daiki Shichiseki quickly shook his head in denial.
"Wrong answer." Soi Fon Shunpo in front of him, her expression cold. "It seems you need to experience the Stealth Force interrogation techniques."
Daiki Shichiseki's expression changed.
In this Rukongai, the most famous of the Gotei 13 is definitely not the 11th Division, but the Second Division.
Their reputation for Stealth Force, ruthlessness, and brutality was earned through repeated exploits.
" Captain Soi Fon, I'm innocent!"
"Ten out of ten people I interrogated claimed they were innocent."
Soi Fon applied enough verbal pressure and then began to pry open his mouth.
A piercing wail rang out, accompanied by the suppressed cries of women and children, reaching the rooftop.
Upon regaining consciousness, Ichirō Yagyū murmured, "This..."
Chirp.
With a karate chop, he was knocked unconscious again.
Shiraishi continued carrying it on his back, using his Spiritual Sense to perceive a radius of six kilometers, and looked towards the mountains and forests to distract himself.
Shortly after, Soi Fon left Shichiseki Clan, leaped onto the roof, and asked, "Did anyone tip me off?"
"No," Shiraishi shook his head, then couldn't help but ask, "Isn't your method a bit too simplistic and brutal?"
Soi Fon glanced at him and said calmly, "As long as it works. You were lucky you weren't caught before, otherwise I would have shown you my interrogation methods."
Their Stealth Force operational policy is to presume guilt before conviction, and they will never care whether the evidence is conclusive.
If I say you're guilty, then you're guilty. Don't admit it? I'll beat you until you agree.
There are certainly wrongful convictions, but they are few, so few that the Stealth Force are unwilling to change their simple and brutal principles.
For example, right now, if she follows the normal procedure and slowly collects evidence, it's hard to say when she'll get the name of the person behind it all.
With severe interrogation, she managed to pry open their mouths in less than an hour and find out the name of the person behind it all. " Akira Mayama, he is the person in charge of contacting Tsukikage Yagyū in the South District 5, and he is also the guy who wanted to kill Ichirō Yagyū."
I suspect that the person actually offering the bounty for Ichirō Yagyū's death is Tsukikage Yagyū.
"That means this guy is a good person, so we might as well let him go."
Shiraishi didn't want to keep carrying a grown man on her back. The sun had set, but it was still hot, and the man's sweaty odor was unbearable.
Soi Fon rolled her eyes and said, "They both have the surname Yagyū, don't you think there's something wrong with that?"
"It's not like I'm asking you to carry it," Shiraishi muttered under his breath.
Soi Fon glanced at him, stopped complaining, and asked instead, "Where is Akira Mayama?"
"Follow me." Soi Fon didn't pursue the matter of his attempt to slack off, and led the way with Shunpo.
According to the testimonies of Mitsutsune Sanjō and Daiki Shichiseki, Akira Mayama was the steward of the Mayama Clan and was in charge of all the Mayama Clan's properties in the South District 5.
His residence was the Zhenshan Manor, located outside a large melon field.
At this moment, the sun had completely set, and the bright moonlight bathed the earth. The manor was quiet inside and out, and even the cicadas chose to rest.
"Ah!"
A sharp scream rang out and ended in less than a second, alarming the manor's guards.
The firelight flickered, and the door to the butler's bedroom was pushed open. So white... no, the guards moved away from the butler's young wife, leaving the butler beneath them, his heart pierced by some kind of sharp weapon.
One fatal blow.
"Lord Ming is dead." The guards looked at each other, unsure of what to do.
"Get out of my way, all of you."
Soi Fon landed in the courtyard and reprimanded him.
The guards blocking the doorway instinctively moved aside, and looking at her attire, questions arose in their minds.
Why does this outfit make him look like the Shinigami?
Shiraishi arrived shortly after and waved, saying, "Cover the way with Stealth Force. All unauthorized personnel, get out of the way."
Hiss! The guards and servants dared not continue eating melon seeds and quickly dispersed.
Soi Fon turned around, somewhat displeased, and said, "Why did you let them leave?"
Shiraishi shrugged and said, "With the Kakushitsuijaku' here, those who killed Akira Mayama can't escape. Why keep them here living in fear?"