"I will send someone to find Caesar Dawson." Huang closed the folder and looked at Su Wanqing, "Today is an important day, I want to take you to a place."
"Where?"
"A place where Auntie Jiuzi will go every month on this day."
Su Wanqing raised her head in surprise: "Why didn't I know there was such a place?"
Huang closed the computer and said, "If you knew everything, would Aunt Jiuzi still have any secrets?"
Su Wanqing nodded and continued to ask: "Where is that place?"
"You'll know when we get there." Huang didn't say it bluntly.
Su Wanqing pursed her lips and muttered softly: "Why are you so mysterious?"
Huang obviously heard it and replied: "Because that is not something ordinary people are qualified to enter."
Seeing that Huang was unwilling to reveal more, Su Wanqing stopped asking any more questions.
After getting into the silver-gray Rolls-Royce Silver Phantom, Su Wanqing paid attention to the route. Finally, the car drove to the edge of the suburbs.
As they continued to drive forward, the car was stopped by armed soldiers wearing camouflage uniforms and holding long guns.
"The prison ahead is for serious crimes and you are not allowed to enter." The armed soldier looked at Huang with a serious look on his face and asked, "Do you have a pass approved by the mayor and military commander?"
"No." Huang denied.
"Then please go back. The prisoners there are super felons who endanger national security. If you force your way in, according to the above regulations, we have the right to kill you on the spot!" The tone of the armed soldier was very serious, not unlikeable at all.
Just kidding.
Huang turned the car and stopped five hundred meters away from the gate guarded by armed troops.
"Mr. Huang, why did you bring me to a prison like this where important political prisoners are imprisoned?" Su Wanqing frowned slightly, "Aren't you going to tell my mother that she has to come here every month on this day?"
"Of course." Huang put one hand on the steering wheel and stared at the entrance.
Su Wanqing's heart trembled, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on her palms.
"Then who is my mother going to see?"
Huang shook his head: "I don't know."
Su Wanqing looked at him suspiciously, pouted, and said in a deep voice: "You lied to me, and you refused to tell me."
Huang turned his head, narrowed his obsidian eyes, and said, "It's my third uncle."
"What does your third uncle do?" Su Wanqing chased after him.
Huang's eyes narrowed slightly and his voice was a little deep: "He was caught smuggling arms in City X and was sentenced to sixteen years."
"You are doing well in Japan, and you are still protected by that lord, why do you come to X city to do these things..." Su Wanqing paused, and decided to use more polite words, "To do these businesses."
Huang glanced at her lightly and said: "We started our business in Japan by making these things. City X is an important stronghold. The third uncle's failure here was due to his bad luck."
Su Wanqing was shocked, and then realized that the lord mentioned in Huang's words started his career in the underworld.
It is said that the underworld in Japan is so rampant that it can even indirectly control the political arena and economy. The Lord should be one of the most important ones.
Su Wanqing glanced over and saw Su Jiuge walking out elegantly in a dark dress at the gate of the prison for political felons.
Even from such a distance, Su Wanqing could tell that her mother's face was not good, and she seemed to be in a bad mood.
"Do you want to catch up and ask?"
"Do you think Aunt Jiuzi will tell you?" "I will send someone to find Nishizawa Dawson." Huang closed the folder and looked at Su Wanqing, "Today is an important day, I want to take you to a
place."
"Where?"
"A place where Auntie Jiuzi will go every month on this day."
Su Wanqing raised her head in surprise: "Why didn't I know there was such a place?"
Huang closed the computer and said, "If you knew everything, would Aunt Jiuzi still have any secrets?"
Su Wanqing nodded and continued to ask: "Where is that place?"
"You'll know when we get there." Huang didn't say it bluntly.
Su Wanqing pursed her lips and muttered softly: "Why are you so mysterious?"
Huang obviously heard it and replied: "Because that is not something ordinary people are qualified to enter."
Seeing that Huang was unwilling to reveal more, Su Wanqing stopped asking any more questions.
After getting into the silver-gray Rolls-Royce Silver Phantom, Su Wanqing paid attention to the route. Finally, the car drove to the edge of the suburbs.
As they continued to drive forward, the car was stopped by armed soldiers wearing camouflage uniforms and holding long guns.
"The prison ahead is for serious crimes and you are not allowed to enter." The armed soldier looked at Huang with a serious look on his face and asked, "Do you have a pass approved by the mayor and military commander?"
"No." Huang denied.
"Then please go back. The prisoners there are super felons who endanger national security. If you force your way in, according to the above regulations, we have the right to kill you on the spot!" The tone of the armed soldier was very serious, not unlikeable at all.
Just kidding.
Huang turned the car and stopped five hundred meters away from the gate guarded by armed troops.
"Mr. Huang, why did you bring me to a prison like this where important political prisoners are imprisoned?" Su Wanqing frowned slightly, "Aren't you going to tell my mother that she has to come here every month on this day?"
"Of course." Huang put one hand on the steering wheel and stared at the entrance.
Su Wanqing's heart trembled, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on her palms.
"Then who is my mother going to see?"
Huang shook his head: "I don't know."
Su Wanqing looked at him suspiciously, pouted, and said in a deep voice: "You lied to me, and you refused to tell me."
Huang turned his head, narrowed his obsidian eyes, and said, "It's my third uncle."
"What does your third uncle do?" Su Wanqing chased after him.
Huang's eyes narrowed slightly and his voice was a little deep: "He was caught smuggling arms in City X and was sentenced to sixteen years."
"You are doing well in Japan, and you are still protected by that lord, why do you come to X city to do these things..." Su Wanqing paused, and decided to use more polite words, "To do these businesses."
Huang glanced at her lightly and said: "We started our business in Japan by making these things. City X is an important stronghold. The third uncle's failure here was due to his bad luck."
Su Wanqing was shocked, and then realized that the lord mentioned in Huang's words started his career in the underworld.
It is said that the underworld in Japan is so rampant that it can even indirectly control the political arena and economy. The Lord should be one of the most important ones.
Su Wanqing glanced over and saw Su Jiuge walking out elegantly in a dark dress at the gate of the prison for political felons.
Even from such a distance, Su Wanqing could tell that her mother's face was not good, and she seemed to be in a bad mood.