Everyone was in shock at who had arrived. Some people even whispering a few things.
"Is it true he can read minds?" Asked a woman officer. A male officer nodded to her question. "Hes a psychic, not a telepath." Answered another woman officer behind them. "Sounds like a shrink to me." Said a male officer as he walked past. Mr.Nakayama, Philies and Jun watched as Brandon and Richard stared at one another.
"You attempting to take my place here Dick? Or are you just here to taste the tea and bagles?" Brandon asked with Richard giving a light chuckle to the comment. "Clever, very clever. Next you'll tell me what my favorite color is." Richard said as he walked a bit past Brandon. Brandon's eyes followed him for a moment, before he turned his head to him.
"You must have a some interest in this dick, otherwise you wouldn't be here. So spill." Brandon said. "Ah, my consultant doesn't have to spill a thing." Philies said. "No, its ok Mr.Wheels. l don't mind a quick interrogation. It'll get me all buttered up for this case." Richard said.
Philies threw up his arms and walked a few feet away, Brandon looked at Richard completely. "You want to know why I'm here, I'll tell you. London just hasn't been doing it well for me. I had nothing to gain from being there much longer. Needed some...air." Richard said as he fixed his glasses. Rubbing his shirt on them to clean them. Brandon too notice of it before looking back to Richard, who was also watching him. Richard put his glasses back on, "Are we done?" Richard asked. Brandon smirked as he pat Richard's arm.
"Of course. Well everyone, time to get back to the old and old." Brandon said. "Not you Mr.Wright. You are under arrest. Unless you've forgotten our deal." Philies said.
"Really Philies? Right now?" Mr.Nakayama asked with disbelief. "Sorry, but this can't wait. A deals a deal." Philies said as he motioned for his agents to take Brandon to a holding cell.
"He'll remain here. Until we can find a proper place to put him. I'll try to remember my list." Philies said with a smirk as he walked away. Richard watched him before Mr.Nakayama looked at him and extended his hand. "Welcome aboard Mr.Parker." Mr.Nakayama said. Richard shook his hand and nodded.
"Charmed. Now, do you have a database of everyone in Japan? No exceptions?" Richard asked as he walked with Mr.Nakayama. "Yes of course, every man, woman and child. Even newborns are put into the database. Why do you ask?" Mr.Nakayama asked as Richard found a empty desk and sat in the chair. He tapped at his legs with his fingers.
"Do you have any ice tea? Maybe with a lemon?" Richard asked too. A officer was getting ready to pass them by when Mr.Nakayama whistled at them to come over. "Yes sir?" Asked the officer.
"Can you get our new colleague here, Mr.Parker some ice tea. With a lemon." Mr.Nakayama said. The officer looked at the two of them, Mr.Nakayama then titled his head at him. "That wasn't a question officer Dozi. Go." Mr.Nakayama said as the officer nodded and walked away. A little later Richard would be infront of a laptop. Philies and Mr.Nakayama watching him as Richard got into the database and saw all the files. He saw millions of faces, and information. He looked at them. His eyes darting from one to the other.
He then looked to his left and picked up his tea. "So why is he doing this?" Mr.Nakayama asked.
"He supposedly does this. He can gather information much quicker then any other person I've ever seen. If anyone can connect the dots on this case. This guy can." Philies said. Mr.Nakayama looked at him and then to Richard. He saw as the faces on the screen were cycling through them at about 1.5x the normal cycle speed. Yet Richard didn't seem uncomfortably 3or confused about the whole thing at all. Infact he just laid back and drank his ice tea as he watched.
"What are you looking for?" Mr.Nakayama asked.
"A face is like a window, clean and transparent. Nothing can dirty it and nothing can clean it. When you look at someone for the first time, unbias and see them as a stranger. You're brain immediately tries to process the information infront of you. Like it does for everything you see.
I'm using my brain to read these people as objectively and neutral as possible. With that in mind, I'll be able to spot our suspect." Richard said. Mr.Nakayama thought about Kibe for a moment, Richard saw his eyes. "Ah." Richard said pointing at him as he paused the play of faces. Mr.Nakayama looked at him.
"What?" Mr.Nakayama asked. Richard smiled as he sipped his tea. "You just thought of someone. A plausible suspect." Richard said as he looked at him. Mr.Nakayama stared at him, almost a bit freaked out.
"You just thought about someone." Richard said. Mr.Nakayama stared at him nervously. "Is this guy...reading my mind? What the hell is happening?" Mr.Nakayama thought.
"Someone...who you previously suspected. Someone you met once?" Richard said with a bit of doubtful confidence. Mr.Nakayama titled his head at him a bit. Richard smirked a bit more.
"No, its someone you know." Richard said. Mr.Nakayama couldn't believe it. This man wasn't just cold reading him, he must be reading his mind. Richard looked at him and nodded. He then looked back to the screen, Philies looked at Mr.Nakayama.
"Brandon...you must have known. You wouldn't have pulled this stunt, gotten on Wheels's radar if it wasn't huge.
...Alright Brandon, I'm gonna figure this out." Richard said as he felt his vest pocket. A small booklet in it as he tapped. His eyes moved to it for a moment before looking back up at the screen.
Meanwhile back at Kibe's home in the evening he was in his basement, everything empty and cleared out. Himmy was in her sports bra and shorts while Kibe was in his regular clothes. Himmy was exhausted and shaky; hands on her knees as sweat dripped from her face. Kibe had his hands behind his back as he stared at her.
"Come on. We're almost there. The true method to truly being able to beat a veteran martial artist is one simple thing, and thats the fact no martial artist can mimic what he cannot understand.
Any master can know even the slightest reference to a move that is know by all, but when faced with something that has no history, no past. You will find even the greatest of fighters will hesitate to strike." Kibe said. Himmy breathed heavily as she put her hands up ready to spar. Kibe stared at her. Himmy was undoubtedly and understandably shaky with the fact she facing Kibe. However her recent brawls have been one-sided and she was tired of being beaten.
Even with Kibe's previous lessons, she needed more. She had to have more. Her eyes focused on him, she took notice that Kibe never broke eye contact with her. His body was still and straight. Just when they were about to get started Kibe's phone rang. Himmy sighed as she looked over, with Kibe walking over and picking it up. "Greetings." Kibe said.
"Hey! Nori. Its Moriyama. I was wondering if you were free tonight." Kenji asked as he was sitting down in the chess room playing aginst himself. Kibe turned around and looked at Himmy who was sitting on the ground exhausted. "Who the fuck is it?" Himmy asked.
"Kenji. Hes asking if I want to come over tonight." Kibe answered. "Who gives a shit?" Himmy said.
"It could be important." Kibe said. "Uhh hey, I'm still here you two. Look, if the girlfriend has a problem. Tell her she can come over too. Kiko can keep her company while we talk about this IPOW thing." Kenji said.
"Its about the IPOW?" Kibe asked "Yea, but we can wait till you get here." Kenji said before he then hung up the phone. Kibe turned to Himmy and gestured for her to follow him. Soon they'd be upstairs in his room, Kibe getting himself dressed with Himmy already dressed in her casual clothes.
"You really want to enter this thing? Just seems like more eyes then we've had on us recently. Like, a big amount. You sure thats what you want to do?" Himmy asked. Kibe put on his turtleneck and then touched the back of his head. "She makes a point, which is why this is only going to be done to get rid of Bato. He loves attention and winning. So I'm going to rob him of that. On a scale like he's never seen. He isn't like what I've seen before. I need a plan.
A great, no, the perfect plan. If I want to beat him. I'll need to use all of my resources and all of my assets." Kibe thought. Himmy then got up as Kibe looked to her. The two staring at one another. Himmy ran over and hugged Kibe, he looked at her and wrapped his hands around her. The two then looked at one another and entered a deep kiss. Kibe's hands feeling Himmy's back, she gripped his shirt as Kibe's hands went lower down Himmy's back.
Her eyes opened slowly as she looked st him, Kibe's eyes looked at her too. Soon the two were on the bed, Kibe thrusting into Himmy who moaned loudly as she gripped the sheets of Kibe's bed roughly. Himmy's other hand reaching out as Kibe interlocked his fingers with her's. The two sweating as their love making came to an end. Both laid out across the bed. Kibe now a bit irritated because of his sweaty shirt, but Himmy was just as frustrated. "Damn, now we have to change." Himmt said. Kibe groaned. Himmy chuckled as she looked at him.
"I'm...never going to get used to that." Kibe said. Himmy smirked as she got up to change while Kibe still laid on the bed. "I need to use everything to protect whats real to me." Kibe said to himself.
Later that evening Kibe and Himmy would arrive at a large scale hotel, nearest to the city of Ginza. Kibe and Himny got out of a car and walked to the entrance. Himmy had her hands in her pockets as Kibe went to the entrance and pressed a button. Telling the staff that they were here for Moriyama Kenji. Himmy sighed as she looked at Kibe's back. "Do they even know me?" Himmy asked.
"Not entirely. Kenji knows you." Kibe said. "Yea, after he abducted me in order to get back at you." Himmy said. Kibe nodded accordingly. "Fair enough." Kibe said as the door to the hotel beeped. Kibe and Himmy made their way upstairs to the 5th level. "They're going to hate me." Himmy said.
Not even ten minutes after they get there, everyone is sitting down in a luxurious living room, drinking and have a good time. Himmy and Kenji laughing with one another while Kiko and Kibe just sat back drinking their beverages. "So we're at the bar together, and Kibe over here asked the Bar tender "Excuse me, do you have green tea?" And then the other guys tells him. "We serve Alcohol here sir" AHAHA-" Himmy burst into laughter after telling the story as Kibe just sat back.
"Not suprised. This guy can hardly go a second with no book, much less his famous leafy substance." Kenji said with a chuckle as he drank his martini. He then got up and patted off his pants and suit. "Nori, mind if I borrow you for a moment?" Kenji asked. Kibe looked at him and then to Himmy who looked to him after noticing, she gestured for him to go. Kibe nodded, finished his drink and then walked with Kenji. The two went into the balcony.
Kibe and Kenji looked out over the city, over Ushin and over a little of Japan. Kenji and Kibe leaned against the railing. "I know what you're going to say." Kibe said
"Then you know to say yes." Kenji said. "I just don't want you involved. It could get messy. And I unfortunately have grown...use to you being here." Kibe said.
"Heh, well look at that. Kibe being too attached? Who would have seen the day." Kenji snickered. "..."
"You don't know, how much I've dreamed. Of a life like all the other boys I met or girls I've spanked. I wanted to see the results of what acting on my own is like. And you've shown me that." Kenji said. "Mmmm, ok." Kibe said. The two sat on the balcony pondering what was coming next.