Chapter 8. Matchmaking(1/2)
"Your assets will become my stepping stone."
Ireland took out his mobile phone and dialed a row of special numbers. Apart from Maori Kousei, there were also many hidden lines.
But compared to Mouri Kousei, the abilities displayed by these hidden lines are not astonishing.
"Investigate all properties of Toshio Morohoshi."
"Mobilize resources, sell off the group's factories, equipment, technology, etc., and switch to developing the real estate industry."
With the phone in his hand and his hand on the steering wheel, Ireland stared at the Tokyo Tower in the distance.
The recent house prices have been rising like crazy, and a random purchase can yield hundreds of times the return. Many people have easily become rich by speculating on real estate, enjoying a life of luxury and wealth.
Although Ireland doesn't understand what economics is, seeing others making money is definitely a good thing.
As for the automobile industry, Neon's largest export target was originally the United States. Unfortunately, the United States has now suppressed its policies and signed unequal treaties. Neon cars are rationed in the United States and their market share is forcibly controlled.
As for Middle-earth, Ireland looked down upon it at all. That continent was so barren that there was not even a cent of oil or water.
"Huh huh huh, it depends on that guy from now on. I hope he can bring me good news."
Four sisters were ordered specially for him.
If you can take Shio Morohoshi's assets and clear everything before he leaves Neon's plane without spending any money on your own, it will be a huge sum of money.
You must know that the other party relied on the explosion period to purchase houses, shops, and three-story houses on the street.
Coupled with Neon's rising housing prices, the group's funds have expanded to the level of a world-class chaebol at once, and even the old people in the organization dare not speak loudly to themselves.
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On the other side, the scene had just been baptized by artillery fire.
"hateful!!!"
Kuroda Bei stood in front of the ruins, bending the key in his hand hard.
The last time at the Port of Tokyo, based on Bourbon's intelligence, we learned that the organization wanted to transfer gin and vodka to the United States. The operation team arranged for two-thirds of its personnel to stop it. In the end, there was a firefight with the opposing forces, and all members were left floating in Tokyo Port.
This time, Tequila was captured, who was also a member of the distillery. Kuroda was afraid that an undercover agent would leak information, so he arranged for the remaining members of the action team, interrogation team, and intelligence team to be transferred here.
Interrogations are conducted overnight, striving to obtain organizational information as quickly as possible.
"Check it for me, I want to know who leaked our information!"
He yelled angrily at his side.
"..."
No one responded.
When I turned around, I realized that I was alone.
On the darkest day of the Neon Intelligence Organization, except for Kuroda Hei and other people lurking behind the scenes, the interrogation team, intelligence team, and action team were all destroyed.
The only one eye that was exposed was sadness or anger.
A few days ago, the scientific research department suffered an explosion caused by artificial intelligence. All equipment was damaged, and personnel were affected by the explosion and suffered heavy injuries.
"Mr. Mori cannot let go!"
When there is no one at hand, having one more person is extremely precious.
Money can be allocated and scientific research facilities can be prepared. The hardest thing is to start from scratch. At least there are still people.
Looking at the bent key in his hand, he couldn't continue to use the car, but he couldn't leave it to others either. Hei Kuroda fumbled under the seat of the chair and finally took out a pistol.
Go to the trunk again and take out the blasting grenades and sniper rifle.
After thinking for a while, he looked at the tools used to dismantle bombs. Thinking that they were of little use, he closed the tool box again.
"Leave it to the boy for later use."
After finishing speaking, he used his identity as the manager of the First Search Section to call the Traffic Section of the Metropolitan Police Department, and arranged for personnel to come and deal with the car, and then handed it over to the remaining Neon Public Security Department personnel.
"This world is really crazy. I actually started to trust a high school student."
Crazy world, crazy people.
Kuroda Bei picked up his sniper rifle backpack, put it on his shoulders, left the ruins, and disappeared from the dark alley.
As an intelligence organization, if it wants to regain its strength, it must have a long period of dormancy.
[Mori Kousei temporarily takes over the role of the Neon Public Security Department. All the information of the original Neon Police Department will be transferred to the other party for management. The remaining assets, projects, and used properties of the original Neon Police Department will be temporarily handed over to the other party for use—— Kuroda Hei]
Send a text message to the Neon Police Chief, also known as the 'Nordic'.
The remaining choice for Kuroda Hei is not to escape, but to accept punishment. All members of the Neon Police Department were killed in action, and he cannot shirk his responsibility.
While shouldering the punishment for crimes, we must also redevelop the Neon Public Security Department and try to find qualified members of the Neon Public Security Department.
Also, for those Neon Police members who died, whether they were the group in Tokyo Port or the group who died in the explosion this time, their assistants have not been revealed.
This is an industry rule, one specialist to one assistant.
If they cannot contact the upline, they are destined to become screws in the vast sea of people, fixed somewhere, or buried in the sand, never to be found again.
There are many things and many tasks that Kuroda Bei needs to do.
The only advantage is that no one knows his hidden identity for the time being. As the manager of the First Investigation Section, he can hide it very well, and then rely on this superficial identity to secretly cultivate new neon police officers.
[Give me a reason——Northern Europe]
The reason for using Maori Kousei as the neon public security department.
Kuroda Hei stared at the reply text message, and the sound of the Metropolitan Police Department's vehicles could be heard in his ears. The explosion attracted the attention of the relevant departments, but it was a pity that the search section he led did not appear among these figures.
[Today’s Neon Police needs a moderate police officer to seek development, and at the same time, the upper management also needs a puppet who has no use but can represent political leanings——Hei Kuroda]
As the external person in charge of the Teidan Council and responsible for most affairs of the academy, Maori Kousei is a firm member of the Teidan faction.
However, there are many people who have the identity of the Teidan faction, and there are many people who fit this position better than Kousei Mori.
That's the key.
This person only temporarily takes over the authority of the Neon Public Security Department, and Kuroda Biewei temporarily controls and develops personnel behind the scenes.
Once this person takes real power, cooperates with the identity of the Teidan family, gains support, and cultivates his own power, he will definitely be put under pressure if Kuroda Biewei returns to power in the future.
Kuroda Heibei did not want to cause trouble for himself, and the people at the top did not want internal friction in the most important department.
Kousei Mori became the most suitable person because he is a high school student.
Who would believe that a high school student is qualified to become the leader of the Neon Public Security Department.
Everyone just used his status as representing the Emperor Dan faction to support him in this position. It would be easy to kick him out. Age is his biggest obstacle.
[Resolution passed——Northern Europe]
If it is used as a string puppet to maintain the so-called political ecological balance, Maori Kousei's coming to power meets the needs of the upper class, and everyone can hide behind the scenes with peace of mind.
Mouri Kosei is just a chess piece. If it is useless, it is an abandoned piece.
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Many people are worried about it, but as the protagonist of the incident, Mr. Mouri is bringing his beautiful sister to the door of Ooka House.
"Let's go in together, Sister Ye."
I drove the most rustic car to a luxurious wealthy area, where any car can be worth a thousand times the price of Gongsheng's tofu car.
Gongsheng didn't care at all. Anyway, all the people here together might not be as rich as himself.
A sister is a brother's most important treasure.
With such a treasure in your arms, why bother serving a prince?
"Well, I'm going to get my luggage first. Brother, please wait for me in the living room for a while."
It's always uncomfortable to live under someone else's roof.
Toyama Kazuha doesn't like the so-called Ooka House. If he didn't want to see his brother again, he might have returned to Osaka.
By some mistake, he chose to stay with his younger brother.
No regrets either.
"Let me help Sister Ye move things."
Following the girl, he smiled and put his hands on both sides of the girl's shoulders, pushing He Ye to lead the way.
Gongsheng doesn't want to be careful.
He will only care for his sister who is devoted to him in a more sincere way.
"Please, brother-kun."
He smiled gently at the corner of his mouth, walked a few steps slowly, and watched his brother's arms hug the front from the shoulders, and Kazuya himself was also hugged.
Think about it: when I ran out of this door in the morning, I was still alone, but when I came back here again, my brother was with me.
Destiny likes to joke.
People who let you go always say they care about you, but people who really care about you are accompanying you on all your journeys. However, the former will always scold the latter for having ulterior motives.
To be continued...