Tokyo: My Superpower Refreshes Every Week

Can a sword really not defeat a bullet? Sunaga Takashi's mind flickered with this doubt. He knew of an Iaido Master who once used Iaido sword-drawing techniques to face off against a 332 km/h BB pellet and split it in half with a single stroke.

Cleaving a bullet with a sword isn't impossible.

The biggest obstacle is that ordinary people can't capture and react to the speed of a bullet.

His body and vision should have no problem with this.

The reason he said "should" is that even he couldn't be 100% sure; the fantasies in his mind always had a slight gap with reality.

He had never stood face-to-face with an armed person, so he couldn't guarantee that he could split a bullet.

He also couldn't be sure about the quality of a real sword. To split a bullet, the material of the blade must be extremely good to do so without chipping the edge.

Sunaga Takashi was thinking about all these things.

Beside him, Ruriko Yokoo patted his shoulder and said, "Gao Shi, you're not thinking about something dangerous, are you?"

"No."

Sunaga Takashi didn't reveal his inner thoughts. Some things would only turn Ruriko into a chatterbox if he told her.

"Just don't be like Hazama. That guy was too arrogant, and that's why he got killed."

Ruriko Yokoo spoke with disdain, "What era is this to be running around with a sword, engaging in dangerous acts like murder?"

"Mhm," Sunaga Takashi responded.

A hint of confusion appeared on Ruriko Yokoo's face as she said, "A person dies in Tokyo, and there's no reporting at all? Or did I miss some news about it?"

At this point, she took out her phone and started searching for information on Hazama.

At this very moment, like a butterfly caught in a spider's web, her search for Hazama's name on her phone swiftly allowed the CIA to lock onto it. The next second, tech personnel pulled up all sorts of selfies and chat records from the girl's phone, examining why she was searching for a name that had been sealed off. Because Dio was the one who killed Hazama, it was possible that the person searching for this name could be Dio, wanting to see the public reaction after the crime.

The related report was quickly submitted to Jack's desk.

"Minister Jack, today at 1:31:45 p.m., a high school girl named Ruriko Yokoo searched for Hazama's name. She attends Kamiya High School, and her family home is in Ota Ward. Her parents are mainly in the foreign trade business, with their primary sales network in..."

In a very short time, Robert gathered Ruriko Yokoo's biographical and family details, compiled them into a report for Jack, and began his briefing.

If this were before, Jack would have marveled at how excellent his assistant was. Now, however, a sense of fear gripped his heart. The reason was simple. He had already said that some matters didn't need to go through Robert. But his commands were of no use within this department. As always, all intelligence was first handed to Robert and then passed on to him, making it abundantly clear that he was essentially being circumvented from below. The real leader of this department was Robert.

He wasn't sure if this was Officer John's intention, or if even Officer John hadn't realized it.

But he was clear that he wasn't content with being bypassed.

He had to find a way to wrest control back from Robert's hands.

This was something the former Jack wouldn't have thought about.

But once a person sits in such a position, it's hard to remain content with mediocrity.

He wanted to seize the power he deserved.

"Robert, what do you think about this?"

Jack maintained a calm expression, striving to hide any signs of disgust.

"I think it's necessary to check it out. For an ordinary high school girl to suddenly search for this name, something must have happened to pique her interest."

"Then send someone to investigate."

"Okay."

Robert nodded and turned to leave.

Suddenly, Jack spoke up, "Robert, I heard the higher-ups rejected your poison gas project."

Robert stopped in his tracks, turned back with a smile, and said, "Yes, but I believe that ultimately they will come to realize the reality and agree to the plan. If you have no other business, I must get back to work."

"Go ahead."

Jack waved him off. After Robert left, Jack wiped the sweat from his forehead. Working with someone like Robert—outwardly gentle but inwardly extreme—is incredibly stressful.

Of course, if he weren't striving for power, having a subordinate like Robert would actually be a relief.

That man always managed to get everything done that needed to be done.

But Jack didn't like it.

He pushed aside the report about Ruriko and picked up the documents beneath it, his expression turning thoughtful. The documents showed that Yuzuki Suzuko, who was under surveillance, had found a new employer.

This wasn't strange. When people lose their jobs, they look for new ones.

The key was that this new employer was Curtis Leinhardt, an ICPO Interpol officer.

Considering how Mayers had referred to Yuzuki Suzuko, Jack couldn't help but suspect an intimate connection between Curtis and Mayers.

As for why an Interpol agent had come to Tokyo, it could only be related to Dio.

The specific reason was beyond Jack's clearance level; he couldn't know too much about what was happening with his superiors.

He only knew that Russia had issued a red notice for Dio and dispatched an Interpol officer to investigate the case.

Was the KGB operating behind the scenes?

That was unclear.

Jack stroked his chin.

Yuzuki Suzuko was one of the few who knew Dio was a Superpower User.

The CIA had never relaxed its surveillance on her, to prevent her from spreading the news that Dio was a Superpower User.

Whether at home or outside, Yuzuki Suzuko's every move was under CIA control.

The reason they hadn't silenced her yet was that the CIA was eager to get clues from her.

Had Mayers left any clues before he died?

This was what the CIA's higher-ups wanted to figure out.

And Curtis's sudden move to hire Yuzuki Suzuko intensified Jack's suspicions.

From which channel had Curtis learned about Yuzuki Suzuko? And why choose her?

Perhaps Yuzuki Suzuko would provide the answer.

The moment Yuzuki Suzuko was hired as Curtis's assistant, the CIA had already turned her into one of their own.

This had nothing to do with her wishes. If she didn't agree, she would die.

In Japan, not even the Prime Minister could save someone the CIA wanted dead.

「Tokyo Haneda Airport.」

Yuzuki Suzuko stood at the arrival gate, holding an English sign. Compared to the colorful letters and smiley faces on the sign, her expression was ice-cold. Even with her indifferent nature, being under surveillance by various forces had inevitably caused her some irritation.

Having even the number of times she went to the bathroom recorded by different people is truly not a pleasant experience.

Even though she had agreed to join the CIA, the surveillance wouldn't relax.

The reason was simple: the CIA didn't trust her. Without gaining their trust, any relaxation of surveillance was out of the question.

She had really been dragged into a very troublesome matter by that bastard Mayers.

The reason she cursed Mayers was that only after cremating his clothes and hair did Yuzuki Suzuko realize that while the bastard had left behind a sizable inheritance, his debts were even greater. If she were to inherit that half of the estate, she would have to repay the huge debts Mayers had accrued.

Learning this, Yuzuki Suzuko wished she could fish the ashes of Mayers's clothes and hair out of the sea and throw them into a cesspit.

Such a waste of her money for the sea burial.

For a person to be such an animal, to that degree, was truly in a league of its own.

To this day, Yuzuki Suzuko still wished she could flog Mayers's corpse.

All her troubles had been caused by that bastard, who even set traps for her with his inheritance!

He deserved to die ten thousand times over!

With these unpleasant thoughts swirling in her mind, Yuzuki Suzuko exuded such a dark aura that nearby tourists chose to walk around her.

A plane landed, and a throng of people poured out from the arrivals gate. Among them was a woman with long, golden hair, dressed in a Hawaiian style, wearing sandals. Her toenails were painted with bright red polish. She wore sunglasses, scanned the area, then walked up to Yuzuki Suzuko's sign and smiled. "Hello, Miss Yuzuki."

The fluent Japanese surprised Yuzuki Suzuko. "You speak Japanese?"

"Of course. As an ICPO officer, I've mastered thirty-six languages and am familiar with the cultural customs of over fifty countries."

Curtis took off her sunglasses. Her emerald-like eyes stared at Yuzuki Suzuko as she smiled. "You must be curious why I chose you as an assistant online, right?"

"You aren't related to Mayers, are you? No, that guy shouldn't have any relatives!"

Looking into those emerald eyes, Yuzuki Suzuko felt a strangely familiar sensation, as if being watched by a certain dead bastard.

"I severed sibling ties with him long ago. I stopped thinking of that bastard Mayers as family a long time ago. I swear, I'll never forgive him for the things he's done."

Curtis explained her relationship with Mayers: they were once family, but later became mortal enemies. "Being by his side, you must understand just how hopeless he was. When I was sixteen, I fell in love with a boy named Mike. Within three weeks, Mike disappeared. His case remains an unsolved missing person in Moscow to this day. The police ruled it a runaway, but I knew Mayers killed Mike. He said he was curious which of Mike's genes were special enough to attract me. Such a ridiculous reason for murder."

"Forgive me for being blunt, but if that guy wanted to kill someone, he wouldn't have left any clues for you to find."

Yuzuki Suzuko, despite her extreme disgust for Mayers, had to admit the man was a high-IQ genius.

Curtis shook her head. "I don't know what he was thinking. Since that day, we went our separate ways. I resolved to become a police officer and arrest that inhuman monster. He left Moscow three years ago and settled in Japan. I chose to become an ICPO officer because I believed he would inevitably commit another crime, so I keep a close watch on any news about him."

Yuzuki Suzuko asked doubtfully, "You hired me... it isn't to investigate the cause of Mayers's death, is it?"

"No, I have no interest in his death."

Curtis shook her head, her expression serious. "The higher-ups sent me here to investigate a criminal named Dio. Last March, Dio brutally murdered a young girl in Moscow and then fled the country. By the time we received this information, Dio was already active in Tokyo. The higher-ups sent me to investigate and extradite him back to Russia for trial."

"Is that so?" Yuzuki Suzuko nodded. This is all a fabrication, she thought.

Whether it was about Dio's case or her identity as Mayers's estranged sister, it all reeked of lies.

But she didn't expose it. She only felt that Tokyo was becoming a huge vortex, drawing people from all nations.

How long could the secret the CIA wanted to cover up last?

She hoped it would be exposed soon.

That would lessen her importance.