August 28, Friday.
A light rain had fallen in the early morning, but by dawn, it had stopped, leaving only the dew on the roadside flowers and the soaked ground as evidence that there had been rain the night before.
Yoshikai Youzai was driving to work at the Police Headquarters, the car windows down, enjoying the breeze that relaxed his mood.
Tokyo had a high population density, and the traffic planning wasn't as good as it would be in a decade or two, causing severe traffic jams with vehicles moving slowly.
Behind him, in the traffic jam, were two cars loaded with plainclothes police officers, apart from the drivers, everyone else vigilantly scanned their surroundings.
At a red light, all the cars came to a stop.
Suddenly, three masked youths, wrapped tightly, exited a white sedan, each holding a pistol, and approached Yoshikai Youzai's vehicle.
Once they closed the distance, the three raised their guns and fired.
"Bang Bang Bang!"