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At the convenience store, Akihito walked around before selecting his preferred lunch: A gigantic ramen cup that cost 350 yen. As he waited patiently for the ramen to soften in the hot water, he scanned his phone for any incoming text messages.

True enough, there was a message from Takeda, informing him about the tip off. The transactions would most likely take place at six in the evening but he couldn't confirm the location. Akihito cursed. What is the use of telling me the time when you don't even know where it is?

Slipping the phone into his jeans pocket, he slurped down the noodles noisily, thinking of a workable plan as he ate his lunch. Now he wished Toru was here with him as the guard could have easily obtained the information for him. How on earth he managed to unearth them, Akihito had no idea but he did suspect Asami was behind the information gathering process.

Takaba Akihito, you're a journalist, a star cameraman! How can you admit defeat? Akihito scolded himself. Pulling out his phone, he made a few calls.

Takeda wasn't the only person with connections. His hard earned freedom didn't come easy and Akihito promised that he'd treasure every minute of it.

It took him some time but Akihito finally gotten a few possible locations of the meet up. To be exact, he had three to choose from. His sources revealed that the dealer was cunning man. His modus operandi was changing location at the final hour to confuse authorities.

Checking his wrist watch, Akihito realized that he didn't have any time to lose. Deciding to go with his hunch, Akihito took his camera bag and proceeded to a deserted warehouse at Chiba Port.

Xx Business as Usual xX

Toru had so far managed to camouflage himself in the crowd of working adults enjoying their afternoon tea at the café. Like a hawk, he continued watching his master scrolling text messages on his phone in the convenience store. Toru leaned back on the chair from the café across the road as he held the newspaper up, covering half his face, pretending to read.

It was at about 4 pm when he saw Akihito moved out of the convenience store. As usual, the photographer scanned around suspiciously, looking for signs of being tailed. When he was satisfied that he was alone, he moved away quickly.

Glad to have changed into a black shirt and sweater, Toru stood gracefully, leaving a thousand yen on the table in the process and walked calmly to the direction where his master disappeared. After he was sure that Akihito had left securely on his Vespa, he slid into a small car that Asami had prepared and drove away.

Five years in the army proved to be beneficial for Toru. He remained undetected in the busy streets of Tokyo but when Akihito's Vespa turned into the unused warehouses in Chiba, Toru did not follow. He checked the time on the dash board; it read 4.45 p.m. Despite it was still early, the port was eerily quiet, devoid of any human presence.

He parked his hybrid car away from the entrance, killing the engine immediately. Retrieving his gun, the guard checked the magnum before exiting. With a bigger task in his hand, Toru not only had to protect his master from any harm; he had to make sure that he remained unseen.

Xx Business as Usual xX

There were a few warehouses but Akihito chose one that wasn't locked. The doors were wide open, as though as it was welcoming him, beckoning him to enter. His gut told him that he had found the location but he couldn't be too confident about it.

Stepping inside, Akihito covered his nose as he scanned around. Dust covered every inch of the warehouse. The doors were never closed yet the air inside the warehouse was stale. Akihito supposed it was due to the moldy wood racks arranged neatly in rows. The racks were huge, filled with cartons of unused boxes, empty no doubt. Remnants of food containers and beer cans lay scattered around the floor and Akihito couldn't help but to imagine how unpalatable it was to eat and drink in a place like that.

But Akihito was really enjoying himself. He managed to find himself a great hiding spot behind a large carton of bricks in the empty warehouse. The neatly stacked bricks were located at the last row of racks. It was nearly four feet in height and Akihito took some time to set up his camp, pulling some unused card boxes to the side to obscure himself completely.

After he was done, he lay low, checking his camera and memory card, testing them to ensure that they worked.

With barely an hour to go before the official meet up between some top shot police officer and a drug dealer, Akihito remained alert. Experience taught him that either party always arrived early to scout and Akihito didn't want to be caught during those times.

Xx Business as Usual xX

It wasn't particularly difficult for Toru to locate Akihito since the area was deserted. He walked briskly but lightly to the warehouse where his master had entered, all the while looking around for any suspicious individual. The warehouse had a total of three doors, two in front and one fire escape door at the back.

He was lucky; all three doors of the warehouse were unlocked; which meant that he could sneak in undetected. The guard went around the building, leaned his back against the door before peeping in carefully.

Akihito had his back facing him, busy building his hiding spot by stacking card boxes around a pile of breaks. With feather light steps, Toru walked inside the warehouse. He took cover behind a rack where he was sure that he wouldn't be seen.

He watched his master again; the boy had just finished building his hiding place, unaware that a pair of eyes was scrutinizing his every move.

Toru shook his head. If he were the enemy, Akihito would have been dead long ago. His decision to follow his master was right after all.

Xx Business as Usual xX

For nearly an hour, Akihito lay still. Soon, it'll be dusk and Akihito prayed that the men would come quickly as he needed to snap the photographs without using his flash. He checked his wrist watch impatiently.

But what if this wasn't the location? He argued, running the possibilities in his head again. No, this had to be it.

A few minutes to six, he noted. He muted his phone, slipping the device into his pockets and waited. It wasn't long when Akihito heard two cars arriving.

Bingo! Akihito cheered inwardly when he heard two men got down from the car. He peeped through the tiny hole he made from the card box. They stood outside, unmoving as they spoke in low voices.

Damn, am I wrong about the warehouse? Should I move out and go nearer?

Before Akihito could make a decision, the two men walked in. Relieved, Akihito immediately resumed his position. His fingers were poised at the buttons of the camera, ready to snap.

Akihito recognized the taller man as the boss of the Narcotics Department in Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

Ishizaka Touji. Akihito's heart thumped faster at the sight of the policeman. So, he is raking in millions from his illegal activities, Akihito thought as he snapped a photo of him exchanging briefcases with the other man. Now he can kiss his career goodbye.

He didn't recognize Ishizaka's dealer but he looked Chinese. He looked oddly familiar although Akihito couldn't place where he had seen him before.

Xx Business as Usual xX

The shots were painfully easy to be taken, Akihito had to admit. The two idiots were in deep discussion that they did not bother checking the surrounding.

He stayed there for another 30 minutes until his legs started to cramp from his unmoving position. Really, how long can a deal go? Akihito mused as he continued to snap another great shot of both men shaking hands.

When he took photos of Asami during his illegal activities, the yakuza was swift. Ten minutes was all Asami took to deal and by the fifteenth minute, he was already out. Akihito supposed that was the difference between a true crime lord and half-baked crime wannabes.

Finally, they're finishing! Akihito cheered when he saw both men walked to their cars.

Now, I'll get back to the penthouse and send the pictures to Takeda and my job will be – Akihito paused at the thought as he saw the Chinese opened the car booth to haul something out from it.

Wait a fucking minute, Akihito squinted his eye to get a clearer picture. He nearly gasped in horror when he saw the Chinese man dragging an all too familiar boy out of the car; a boy of about ten; the same boy whom he had met in Hong Kong when he was under Fei Long's captivity.

Tao. Akihito didn't pause to think. He grabbed his bag, exited from his hiding spot and moved closer to the men. He went near the door, hiding behind two wooden boxes. He could hear their voices now. Tao was crying, pleading the man named Chen to let him go in Cantonese.

"Shut up, brat!" snarled the Narcotics chief in Cantonese.

So, the chief knew how to speak the dialect; that certainly made negotiations easier. Akihito couldn't understand much but he figured out that Chen was trying to kill Tao. The gun he withdrew from the waistband of his pants was proof enough.

There was no time, Akihito had to act fast. He squatted down, took a small mirror he happen to have in his camera bag and slowly pushed the mirror out, watching their actions through the image in the mirror.

Chen already had his gun out and pointed at a terrified Tao. Ishizaka crossed his arms, and looked as if he was enjoying the show.

For lack of a better weapon, Akihito found himself utilizing his camera lens again. Armed in one of his best camera lens, Akihito took a deep breath and stepped out from his hiding place.

Kết quả (Việt) 1:

Tại cửa hàng tiện lợi, Akihito đi xung quanh thành phố trước khi chọn ăn trưa ưa thích của mình: một tách khổng lồ ramen chi phí 350 yên. Như ông kiên nhẫn chờ cho ramen để làm mềm trong nước nóng, ông quét điện thoại của mình cho bất kỳ tin nhắn văn bản đến.Đúng, đủ, đã có một tin nhắn từ Takeda, thông báo cho ông về đầu ra. Các giao dịch sẽ rất có thể diễn ra lúc sáu vào buổi tối, nhưng ông không thể xác nhận vị trí. Akihito nguyền rủa. Việc sử dụng của nói cho tôi thời gian khi bạn thậm chí không biết nó ở đâu là gì?Trượt điện thoại vào túi quần jean của mình, ông slurped xuống các món mì ồn, suy nghĩ của một kế hoạch hoàn toàn khả thi như ông ăn trưa của mình. Bây giờ ông muốn Toru đã ở đây với anh ta như bảo vệ có thể có một cách dễ dàng lấy thông tin cho anh ta. Làm thế nào trên trái đất ông quản lý để khai quật họ, Akihito đã không có ý tưởng nhưng ông đã nghi ngờ Asami đã phía sau những thông tin thu thập quá trình.Takaba Akihito, bạn là một nhà báo, một quay phim sao! Làm thế nào bạn có thể thừa nhận thất bại? Akihito scolded mình. Kéo ra điện thoại của mình, ông đã thực hiện một vài cuộc gọi.Takeda không phải là người duy nhất với các kết nối. Tự do khó kiếm được của mình không đến dễ dàng và Akihito đã hứa rằng ông sẽ kho tàng mỗi phút của nó.Nó đã cho anh ta một thời gian nhưng cuối cùng nhận được một vài địa điểm có thể gặp gỡ Akihito. Để được chính xác, ông đã có ba lựa chọn. Nguồn của ông tiết lộ rằng các đại lý là người đàn ông khôn ngoan. Operandi modus của ông đã thay đổi vị trí tại những giờ cuối cùng để gây nhầm lẫn cho chính quyền.Kiểm tra chiếc đồng hồ cổ tay, Akihito nhận ra rằng ông không có bất kỳ thời gian để mất. Quyết định đi với linh cảm của mình, Akihito đã túi máy ảnh của mình và bắt đầu từ một nhà kho bị bỏ hoang tại Chiba Port.XX kinh doanh như bình thường xXToru có đến nay quản lý để ngụy trang mình trong đám đông của người lớn làm việc thưởng thức của bữa trà chiều tại quán cà phê. Như một hawk, ông tiếp tục xem chủ của mình di chuyển tin nhắn văn bản trên điện thoại của mình trong cửa hàng tiện lợi. Toru cúi trở lại trên ghế từ quán cà phê trên đường như ông đã tổ chức các tờ báo lên, bao gồm một nửa khuôn mặt của mình, giả vờ để đọc.Nó đã được tại khoảng 4 chiều khi ông thấy Akihito chuyển ra khỏi cửa hàng tiện lợi. Như thường lệ, các nhiếp ảnh gia quét xung quanh thành phố đáng ngờ, tìm kiếm các dấu hiệu của được đuôi. Khi ông đã hài lòng rằng ông là một mình, ông chuyển đi một cách nhanh chóng.Vui mừng đã thay đổi thành một màu đen áo sơ mi và áo len, Toru đứng duyên dáng, để lại một ngàn yên trên bàn trong quá trình và đi bộ một cách bình tĩnh để hướng nơi chủ của mình biến mất. Sau khi ông đã chắc chắn rằng Akihito đã để lại một cách an toàn trên Vespa của mình, ông trượt vào một chiếc xe nhỏ Asami đã chuẩn bị và lái xe đi.Năm năm trong quân đội được chứng minh là có lợi cho Toru. Ông vẫn không bị phát hiện trong các đường phố bận rộn của Tokyo nhưng khi Akihito của Vespa trở thành kho chưa sử dụng ở Chiba, Toru đã không làm theo. Ông kiểm tra thời gian trên bảng dấu gạch ngang; nó đọc 4 45 chiều Mặc dù nó vẫn còn sớm, cổng là eerily yên tĩnh, tránh bất kỳ sự hiện diện của con người.Ông chưa sử dụng xe hơi hybrid của mình ra khỏi cửa, giết chết động ngay lập tức. Lấy khẩu súng của mình, bảo vệ kiểm tra các kiệt trước khi ra khỏi. Với một nhiệm vụ lớn hơn trong tay, Toru không chỉ có để bảo vệ chủ của mình từ bất kỳ tổn hại; ông đã có để đảm bảo rằng ông vẫn không nhìn thấy.XX kinh doanh như bình thường xXCó một vài nhà kho nhưng Akihito đã chọn một trong đó đã không được khóa. Những cánh cửa đã mở rộng, mặc dù như nó chào đón anh ta, vẫy tay gọi anh ta để vào. Ruột của ông nói với ông rằng ông đã tìm thấy vị trí nhưng ông không thể quá tự tin về nó.Bước bên trong, Akihito bao phủ mũi của mình như ông quét xung quanh. Bụi bao phủ mỗi inch của các nhà kho. Cửa đã không bao giờ bị đóng cửa nhưng không khí bên trong nhà kho là cu. Akihito coi nó là do các kệ gỗ mốc sắp xếp gọn gàng trong hàng. Các kệ được rất lớn, đầy với hộp không sử dụng hộp, trống không có nghi ngờ. Tàn tích của hộp đựng thực phẩm và bia lon nằm rải rác xung quanh sàn nhà và Akihito không thể giúp đỡ, nhưng để tưởng tượng như thế nào không ngon miệng nó là ăn và uống ở một nơi như thế.Nhưng Akihito đã thực sự thưởng thức mình. Ông quản lý để tìm thấy chính mình một tuyệt vời ẩn tại chỗ đằng sau một thùng carton lớn của viên gạch trong nhà kho trống. Những viên gạch xếp chồng lên nhau gọn gàng được đặt ở hàng cuối cùng của kệ. Nó là gần bốn feet chiều cao và Akihito đã cho một số thời gian để thiết lập trại của mình, kéo một số hộp không sử dụng thẻ sang một bên để che giấu mình hoàn toàn.Sau khi ông đã được thực hiện, ông nằm thấp, kiểm tra thẻ máy ảnh và bộ nhớ của mình, kiểm tra chúng để đảm bảo rằng họ làm việc.Hiếm khi một giờ để đi trước khi gặp gỡ chính thức lên giữa một số cảnh sát bắn hàng đầu và một đại lý ma túy, Akihito ở lại cảnh báo. Kinh nghiệm đã dạy ông rằng một trong hai bên luôn luôn đến sớm để scout và Akihito đã không muốn được bắt gặp trong những thời điểm.XX kinh doanh như bình thường xXNó không phải là đặc biệt khó khăn cho Toru để xác định vị trí Akihito kể từ khi khu vực bị bỏ hoang. Ông đã đi bộ briskly nhưng nhẹ để các nhà kho nơi Thạc sĩ của ông đã bước vào, trong khi nhìn xung quanh cho bất kỳ cá nhân đáng ngờ. Các nhà kho có tổng cộng ba cửa, hai ở phía trước và một cháy thoát cửa ở phía sau.Ông đã may mắn; Tất cả ba cánh cửa của kho đã được mở khóa; Điều này có nghĩa rằng ông có thể sneak trong không bị phát hiện. Bảo vệ đã đi xung quanh thành phố xây dựng, cúi lưng chống lại cửa trước khi peeping trong một cách cẩn thận.Akihito đã trở lại của mình phải đối mặt với anh ta, bận rộn xây dựng của mình tại chỗ ẩn bởi xếp thẻ ô xung quanh một đống vi phạm. Với lông ánh sáng bước, Toru đi bên trong các kho hàng. Ông đã bao gồm đằng sau một rack, nơi ông đã chắc chắn rằng ông sẽ không được nhìn thấy.Ông dõi chủ của mình một lần nữa; cậu bé có chỉ cần hoàn thành xây dựng của mình nơi trú ẩn, không biết rằng một đôi mắt đã rà soát của mình mỗi bước di chuyển.Toru lắc đầu. Nếu ông đã là kẻ thù, Akihito đã chết cách đây lâu. Quyết định của mình để làm theo Thạc sĩ của mình là đúng sau khi tất cả.Xx Business as Usual xXFor nearly an hour, Akihito lay still. Soon, it'll be dusk and Akihito prayed that the men would come quickly as he needed to snap the photographs without using his flash. He checked his wrist watch impatiently.But what if this wasn't the location? He argued, running the possibilities in his head again. No, this had to be it.A few minutes to six, he noted. He muted his phone, slipping the device into his pockets and waited. It wasn't long when Akihito heard two cars arriving.Bingo! Akihito cheered inwardly when he heard two men got down from the car. He peeped through the tiny hole he made from the card box. They stood outside, unmoving as they spoke in low voices.Damn, am I wrong about the warehouse? Should I move out and go nearer?Before Akihito could make a decision, the two men walked in. Relieved, Akihito immediately resumed his position. His fingers were poised at the buttons of the camera, ready to snap.Akihito recognized the taller man as the boss of the Narcotics Department in Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.Ishizaka Touji. Akihito's heart thumped faster at the sight of the policeman. So, he is raking in millions from his illegal activities, Akihito thought as he snapped a photo of him exchanging briefcases with the other man. Now he can kiss his career goodbye.He didn't recognize Ishizaka's dealer but he looked Chinese. He looked oddly familiar although Akihito couldn't place where he had seen him before.Xx Business as Usual xXThe shots were painfully easy to be taken, Akihito had to admit. The two idiots were in deep discussion that they did not bother checking the surrounding.He stayed there for another 30 minutes until his legs started to cramp from his unmoving position. Really, how long can a deal go? Akihito mused as he continued to snap another great shot of both men shaking hands.When he took photos of Asami during his illegal activities, the yakuza was swift. Ten minutes was all Asami took to deal and by the fifteenth minute, he was already out. Akihito supposed that was the difference between a true crime lord and half-baked crime wannabes.Finally, they're finishing! Akihito cheered when he saw both men walked to their cars.Now, I'll get back to the penthouse and send the pictures to Takeda and my job will be – Akihito paused at the thought as he saw the Chinese opened the car booth to haul something out from it.Wait a fucking minute, Akihito squinted his eye to get a clearer picture. He nearly gasped in horror when he saw the Chinese man dragging an all too familiar boy out of the car; a boy of about ten; the same boy whom he had met in Hong Kong when he was under Fei Long's captivity.Tao. Akihito didn't pause to think. He grabbed his bag, exited from his hiding spot and moved closer to the men. He went near the door, hiding behind two wooden boxes. He could hear their voices now. Tao was crying, pleading the man named Chen to let him go in Cantonese."Shut up, brat!" snarled the Narcotics chief in Cantonese.So, the chief knew how to speak the dialect; that certainly made negotiations easier. Akihito couldn't understand much but he figured out that Chen was trying to kill Tao. The gun he withdrew from the waistband of his pants was proof enough.There was no time, Akihito had to act fast. He squatted down, took a small mirror he happen to have in his camera bag and slowly pushed the mirror out, watching their actions through the image in the mirror.Chen already had his gun out and pointed at a terrified Tao. Ishizaka crossed his arms, and looked as if he was enjoying the show.For lack of a better weapon, Akihito found himself utilizing his camera lens again. Armed in one of his best camera lens, Akihito took a deep breath and stepped out from his hiding place.