A couple of weeks later, the outcomes of the soil investigation from the college laboratory arrived at Hiroki’s workplace by mail.

He didn’t know what the detailed numbers and such stuff meant although, so he referred to as the lab, and Researcher Ishida personally gave him the seal of approval.

[It’s completely clean. There is absolutely no contamination whatsoever. There is no problem with the groundwater either. You can even use it as farmland as it is. What kind of technology did you use to have the land treated like this?]

[No, well…… That’s a trade secret……]

When Ishida requested in regards to the waste therapy expertise used with nice curiosity, Hiroki had no selection however to cowl it up with a wry smile.

Anyhow, Hiroki felt relieved and assured after receiving the outcomes of the lab’s investigations.

Apparently, no contaminants had been leaking out from that gap.

This meant that he didn’t have to fret about his well being and well-being.

[I think I can take on a bit more garbage. I suppose it should also be alright to take on some of the high-unit price waste……]

The high-unit value waste means the waste that’s extremely poisonous or tough to get rid of.

This contains those the yakuza had provided Hiroki, medical waste and radioactive soil.

[I guess we can handle twice as much now, right?]

Two to a few dump vehicles a day deliver rubbish to Hiroki’s waste disposal web site.

Hiroki’s job is to have them dumped on the conveyor after which shovel them into the opening within the yard.

Every of these vehicles handles 10 tons of waste, so even with the assistance of his rickety conveyor, it used to take a number of hours of laborious work, however Hiroki has gotten used to work and may now do it in an hour at most.

Furthermore, Hiroki enjoys the sound of the rubbish grazing in opposition to one another, crying out “Gyaaooo” each time he pushes the rubbish deep into the opening.

He must preserve throwing increasingly more rubbish into the opening.

He has to do it.

Carrying a shovel on his shoulder, Hiroki went to get rid of the 20 tons of rubbish piled up within the yard, stacking as much as a 5-meter mound.

It was simply the correct quantity of labor for him to work off the pork ramen he’d eaten for lunch.

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[How mysterious…… Really mysterious.]

The cash-lending tortoiseshell glasses avoided contacting Hougi after the hooligans despatched had been simply defeated.

He realized that he couldn’t compete with easy violence.

[When Tsuchiya-san introduced me to him, he seemed like an amateur who could be easily cajoled……]

Launched as a recycler with a hidden route the place he disposes his trash, Hiroki’s first impression was nothing greater than that of a standard loser.

He’s only a boring rubbish collector who misplaced the competitors for achievement as a salaryman in Tokyo, and left the town.

However by some stroke of luck, he has discovered a superb route to gather industrial waste with out the federal government discovering out.

Briefly, he ought to have been a sitting duck.

He was presupposed to be nothing greater than a tasty bait that might be ineffective after he spits out his secrets and techniques after scaring him a bit.

Nonetheless, the duck struck again along with his surprisingly sturdy energy.

[I guess he really has backers behind him……]

The tortoiseshell glasses didn’t imagine the nonsense that Hiroki had “overwhelmed 5 hooligans by himself”.

Maybe, he had foreseen that Hougi would assault him and employed a talented bodyguard.

It’s frequent sense on this world {that a} goose that lays golden eggs ought to have a guard canine.

Figuring out this, the tortoiseshell glasses modified plans.

First, he determined to analyze which household or group was behind Hougi, earlier than making contact with them.

To start out with, for the previous few weeks, he has been utilizing his intensive expertise as an actual property agent to rent a detective company and his subordinates to observe Hiroki’s industrial waste web site, however the outcomes weren’t good.

[Their operations start at 8:00 am. Accepting 10-ton trucks of industrial waste. License plate number 〇〇ー××…… 12:00 pm, operation stop. Lunch break, having pizza delivered to him. 1:00 pm, operation resume. Industrial waste trucks delivery. License plate number △△ー〇〇…… 6:00 pm, operation ends. 12:00 am, lights out……]

He threw the investigation report on the desk.

[In other words, what? The man wakes up in the morning, takes care of the garbage on his property, and never goes outside? He’s doing that all week long!?]

[Huhh…… It seems like it.]

The detective company’s chief replied with a shrug.

[That doesn’t make any sense! He hasn’t been out? He’s having his meals delivered? Well, being a single man, that certainly is likely. However, how many trucks do you think have brought in waste in that past week? How many is it?]

Kaneda banged on the desk with such power that his tortoiseshell glasses virtually shook.

[……27 trucks.]

[Yes! Twenty-freaking-seven 10 ton trucks full of industrial waste! If he brought in that much waste, it would have piled up in that poorly equipped dumpster of his! However, there’s no sign of that happening at all! Those trash would pile up like a mountain, but in the morning, they’re all gone! He must have taken them out somewhere during the night!]

In a muffled voice, the detective company’s chief tried his greatest to rebut.

[……Even so, we have our own experts tailing him and even use nighttime surveillance cameras. There’s no indication that they were removed from his property.]

That’s proper. The detective company’s chief had mentioned the surveillance plan with the tortoiseshell glasses beforehand, and Kaneda himself had agreed to it.

Listening to their plan to date, Kaneda hadn’t discovered any drawback.

That man actually is hiding some secret.

[……It’s quite mysterious, isn’t it?]

[Quite so. It’s as if we’re being deceived by a fox.]

[Alright. I’ll take care of this myself.]

Maybe, there actually could be some secret about that land.

He can’t beat him up. If one can’t even monitor him, he may as effectively have somebody probe into the property immediately and maybe, elicit a response from the person.

In fact, the tortoiseshell glasses had no intention of being the one going inside that property himself.

He had loads of folks “that he can use as sacrificial pawns” in any case.