Officer Kaneda Baki Novels & Stories

There were only officers, and Darrion was already there, sitting in the lobby’s corner with a cup of coffee in hand and several officers sitting around him while laughing. Darrion saw Jai walking in and immediately waved at him, earning the officers’ attention. Jai smiled at him and approached the group. “Hello…” “Ah yes, you are that other guy. I remember you from your scarf.” One of the officers stood up and shook hands with him. “Nice to meet you again, my name is Sano.” Jai remembered that he was the older officer who yelled at the attacker. “Nice to meet you, Officer Sano. My name is Jai Waetford.”

It’s weird, it’s like she took the darkness with her. Emerson and Brjent stare openly at me, Farkas seems just as blown away as I am by the strangeness of it all. “Who was that?” He asks no one in particular. “That was Nanako Jimmu, youngest daughter to the first emperor of Japan and a very deadly member from the Band of Blood. This changes the entire situation Santiago, this isn’t good, not at all.” Emerson says breathless.

Just then, two SWAT officers dragged Makoto to the Tokyo Commissioner, announcing, "Commissioner. Takao Makoto of Inagawa-Kai." The Tokyo Commissioner glared at Makoto and growled coldly, "You've had it easy for too long, huh? Or just feeling suicidal?" Makoto quickly flashed an apologetic smile. "Commissioner… Are we sure there hasn't been a misunderstanding?" "Misunderstanding, you say?" The Tokyo Commissioner growled murderously. "How many men did you send to kill Tanya Sweet, huh?"

she tried to speak. But nothing came out. For the first time— She had no control. The officer stepped closer. "Please come with us." Her legs felt weak. She looked around— At Jaycee. At Cedric. But no one could help her. No one could stop this. The second officer then turned toward Kazuki. "Mr. Kazuki Hoshino," he said, "you are also involved in this case." Kazuki remained calm. "I am a foreign national," he replied evenly. "This matter should be handled by my country."

once again Nishi almost rolls her eyes back of her then squeezes her eyes shut pressing her forehead with the tip of her finger. “Please try to recall it? It would be good and will help to find your friend faster.” officer Yamaga said “Oh I remember its Ryuu, Yuki Ryuu senpai” ** “Yuki Ryuu” Takeshi glares at the blond-haired tied in front of him with the tattoo all over his arms along with the one which is upon his chest. “Good name you got there I didnt know you were some rich fund kid, or I would have killed you right at the spot. Rather than going through all this process from kidnapping you that night and bringing you here” Takeshi rolls his eyes cracking his knuckles one after the othe

Somewhere, in the heart of Philadelphia, a third power was rousing from its slumber. Kazuya Tekada, the charismatic boss of the Japanese mafia could be seen with his characteristic eerie smile. His eyes filled with excitement, as he was in the midst of finalizing a deal. "Yeah, yeah! Don't you worry about a thing, my friend," Kazuya spoke with a confident tone, his voice laced with a hint of excitement. "Our guys will make sure your merchandise is delivered safe and sound. We've got the finest coke, the finest marijuana, and as a special token of appreciation from our esteemed organization, we've even thrown in a little bonus for you."

Kenji mirrored shadow-lethal, obsidian approving each cull, scarred hand brushing mine current-charge. Midnight found us on the balcony perch, Tokyo sprawl glittering conquest below, sake cups steaming ritual-hot. "Two years stalking led here," he murmured, gravel soft, rare, porcelain profile, moon-silvered. "Your mind dissected my world, TED-night. Now, dismantle Omega together."

Officer Yu: "Are you talking about that fire?" Noah: "Yeah. Do you know what happened?" Officer Yu: "No. Why?" Noah: "It's a long story." Officer Yu: "Get to the point." Noah: "I met with a man named Takashi Sakurai on Saturday." Officer Yu: "Oh yeah?" Noah: "He claims that he is responsible for destroying the nuclear reactor at Kannawa." Officer Yu: "I thought the whole thing blew up." Noah: "No. That was the plan."

As though someone had made a mistake and he intended to find out who. Obadiah entered the room carrying coffee. His expression darkened the moment he saw the television. "Bethwel Kanda." Patricia looked up. "You know him?" The billionaire nodded. "One of the few officers who can't be bought." Interesting. Very interesting. Meanwhile, inside police headquarters, Chief Inspector Bethwel Kanda reviewed photographs from the mortuary. The missing body bothered him. A lot. Bodies didn't simply disappear. Especially not after a high-profile shooting. Something was wrong.

The crew advanced. The meeting point was a derelict pier warehouse, doors yawning open like a trap. Inside, dim sodium lights buzzed overhead. Kurogane-kai enforcers waited—eight visible, more likely hidden. Their leader stood center: Hiroshi Tanaka, mid-forties, dragon tattoo curling from collar to jaw. Sharp suit, sharper eyes. Beside him, Victor Kane bald, imposing, predatory grin intact despite the bruises from the merger room brawl. Tanaka spoke first, voice clipped English. “Vane. You brought an army. Disrespectful.”