**Chapter 7: Interrogation**

The dimly lit, rundown alleyway was the perfect setting for a clandestine meeting. Hanzo and Kaizo had chosen this location carefully, ensuring that their target would not be able to escape. The high-ranking clan member, a skillful teacher named Ryota, was now their captive, bound and gagged. "We need to extract the truth from him," Kaizo said, his voice low and urgent. "We can't let him leave here without revealing everything he knows." Hanzo nodded, his eyes gleaming with determination. "I'll take care of it. You're not exactly... gentle." Kaizo's lips curled into a wry smile. He knew that Hanzo was right. He had a tendency to get emotional, and that could cloud his judgment. As they entered the cramped, dingy room, Ryota looked up at them with a mixture of fear and defiance. Hanzo approached him, his movements calculated and deliberate. "We know the clan is hiding something," Hanzo said, his voice cold and detached. "And you're going to tell us what that is." Ryota shook his head, his eyes darting back and forth between Hanzo and Kaizo. "I won't tell you anything," he spat, his voice muffled by the gag. Kaizo stepped forward, his eyes locked on Ryota's face. "You're making a big mistake," he said, his voice low and menacing. "We're not going to leave here until you tell us what we want to know." The interrogation began, with Hanzo and Kaizo taking turns questioning Ryota. At first, he resisted, but as the minutes ticked by, his resolve began to crumble. Hanzo's calculated approach and Kaizo's emotional intensity proved to be a potent combination, and Ryota eventually began to crack. As the hours passed, Ryota revealed more and more about the clan's dark secret. Hanzo and Kaizo listened intently, their faces set in grim determination. "It's the Chief," Ryota gasped, his voice barely above a whisper. "He's the one who's been orchestrating everything. He's been sending our young ninjas to fight the Demon Kiken, knowing it's a suicide mission. He just wants to maintain the clan's reputation and earn more money." Hanzo's eyes widened in shock, and Kaizo's face twisted in anger. They exchanged a glance, and for a moment, Ryota thought he saw a glimmer of understanding between them. "We'll make sure he pays," Hanzo said, his voice cold and detached. Ryota nodded frantically, his eyes welling up with tears. "Please, don't kill me. I'll do anything to make it right." Kaizo's expression softened slightly, and he nodded. "We'll let you go, but you have to testify against the Chief. You have to tell the truth about what you've done." Ryota nodded eagerly, his body shaking with relief. Hanzo and Kaizo exchanged a glance, and then they left the room, Ryota's testimony echoing in their minds. As they walked out of the alleyway, Kaizo turned to Hanzo. "We're one step closer to the truth," he said, his voice filled with conviction. Hanzo nodded, his eyes locked on Kaizo's face. "We're going to bring them down," he said, his voice firm. Together, they walked into the night, their determination and resolve burning brighter than ever.