"I retrieved all the available Japanese branch files from Norma's database. I have bad news and good news. Which one should I listen to first?" Caesar closed the notebook.
Fingel thought for a while and said, "Let's listen to the bad ones first. This way, we still have some hope."
"The Japanese branch is indeed a yakuza organization. Not only that, it is the oldest yakuza family in Japan and has always been the supreme leader of the Japanese yakuza."
"I'll just say it, I'll say it! That Yuan Zhisheng looks like a gangster!" The suspicion in Fingel's heart was finally confirmed, "What about the good news?"
"So do we now."
"This is great news! Boss, are you out of your mind?"
"At least we are on the same side as the gangsters, so they won't chop off our hands, pour us into cement piles, or send us to work as male prostitutes."
Caesar shrugged, "They are very powerful here and will be helpful to our actions, so it can be considered good news."
"People of our level cannot know the specific details. Norma's explanation of the Japanese branch is also very vague."
"Roughly speaking, the Japanese branch is not a stationed institution of the college, but a cooperation between the college and the Japanese mixed-race family."
"This family is called the "Sheqi Eight Families" and is divided into three major surnames and five minor surnames. All of them are mixed races. They have been in charge of the Japanese underworld for thousands of years."
"After establishing a territory, any gang leader must personally go to the shrine of the Sheqi Eight Families to burn incense to show that he abides by the underworld laws formulated by the Sheqi Eight Families. Only in this way can the gang be legitimately developed."
"The eight Sheqi families are so powerful that even European mixed-race families are in awe of them. The academy cannot force them and can only adopt a joint approach."
"So the Japanese branch likes to abuse the commissioners sent by the headquarters, and the college can only turn a blind eye."
"The attitude is pretty good," Fingel thought for a while, "At least there are beauties."
"Yes, they treat us well, that's why I feel weird." Caesar said, "I browsed through the Night Watch forum and found a travel post posted by a commissioner who had previously been on a business trip to Japan."
"Everyone feels that the Japanese branch is a hell-like place, where they are abused in every possible way and have no human dignity at all..."
"Anyway, from the information that can be found, it seems that Japan is not an easy place to mess around," Caesar said thoughtfully, "Commissioners who came to Japan on business trips in the past all suffered from obsessive-compulsive disorder. They would bow to everyone when they saw them, and they would immediately panic when they were criticized.
He yelled "I was wrong" and was very neurotic."
"The Japanese branch adheres to the culture of the strong, and only the strong among the strong will be respected."
"How can one be considered strong?" Chu Zihang asked.
"In their eyes, there is only one strong person in this department, Hilbert Jean Angers."
"Is that a strong man? That's a coquettish old madman." Fingel said.
"In comparison, the preferential treatment given to us by the Japanese branch is indeed incredible," Chu Zihang said.
"Look at the hotel where we are staying, look at the champagne, fruits and waiters around you...don't you Chinese say that if you show courtesy for nothing, you will be raped or stolen." Caesar took out the champagne from the ice bucket.
It was a bottle of Moët & Chandon produced in 1998. It is also a rare good wine for champagne collectors, but here it is just a small gift given to top VIPs.
The complimentary fruits are lotus mist from tw, golden mango from Thailand and famous lychee "hanginglv" flown by air from southern China. The room is filled with the elegant aroma of white sandalwood.
Before checking in, they only knew they would stay at The Peninsula Tokyo, one of the most luxurious hotels in Tokyo.
But until the VIP elevator took them directly to the top floor, the waiters on both sides bowed deeply and said, "Thank you for your hard work, welcome to Tokyo Peninsula." The moment the white sandalwood door opened, even Caesar was amazed...
The Japanese branch reserved a presidential suite for them, and it was a presidential suite with special extras.
The general manager was personally waiting at the hotel door to greet them, and the executive chef was on standby to arrange whatever late night snacks they wanted at any time.
The waiters were all beauties with high buns, wearing tight-fitting cheongsams with high slits, and swaying their waists. They arranged their luggage, made brown rice tea and turned down their beds. In the bathroom, their
The bathrobe has been heated.
"Please take a bath and have a good rest. If you need anything, please let us know at any time." The beauties took away their damp clothes without any instructions, and sent them for cleaning and ironing.
Fingel was also thoughtful, but the way he thought was by staring at the graceful and subtle waists and hips of the beauties in cheongsam.
"I understand!" he suddenly shouted.
"Understand what?" Caesar frowned.
"This waitress is seducing me with her eyes!" Fingel rubbed his heart, "The Japanese branch is trying to seduce me, who is determined, to make a mistake! Then they will take nude photos with a pinhole camera!"
"That's not so." Caesar looked Finger up and down, "You seem to have too high a view of yourself."
"But there is indeed something abnormal." Chu Zihang thought for a while and looked around.
"The three bedrooms in this suite are all different. Caesar and Fingel's room is in European style, with velvet and crystal chandeliers. The room where Xia Mi and I live is all made of solid wood furniture, while the room where Lu Mingfei and Chen Motong live is all made of solid wood.
Every time I turn on the TV, there is a new animation with Chinese subtitles. In addition to pillows, there is also a large-screen computer. Obviously they know what each of us likes."
"They have investigated us and are trying to please us...but we are not the principal, why should they give us preferential treatment?"
"To be courteous for nothing is to be either a traitor or a thief." Lu Mingfei showed an uncharacteristic silence tonight and suddenly said quietly.
"I understand again! The boss has a position on the school board of directors, and the Japanese branch is to give the boss pride!" Fingel said.
Caesar shook his head: "The Gattuso family has properties all over the world, but there is not even a shabby house in Japan. This shows that there is no harmony between the Gattuso family and the mixed-race families in Japan."
"It makes me feel more and more unsure..." Lu Mingfei said.
Caesar filled himself with champagne and said, "There is nothing to be afraid of. When a man raises a glass, he should drink freely, put down the glass and draw his sword to duel."
"The Japanese show us kindness, and we raise a toast in return. We see how the Japanese move, and we defeat them the way they move."
"Maybe we can conquer not only the sunken ship in the trench, but also a group of arrogant Japanese."
Caesar was deeply satisfied with the reception received by the Japanese branch. With his confident optimism and long reflex arc, he felt that he had won the first battle since landing.
The always arrogant Japanese branch has lowered its head and saluted him. This was his first step in conquering Japan.
If only Angers had conquered the Japanese in the history of the academy, then Caesar was ready to do the second one, although it was a step later than Angers...
But after all, he was younger than Angers. When Angers established his prestige in the Japanese branch, Caesar was not yet born, so he could not win the first place no matter how hard he tried.
"Would you like a champagne night?" Caesar raised his glass, "Conquer Japan for us!" Unfortunately, no one answered his ambition at the moment. In the blink of an eye, Fingel was already asleep like a dead pig.
The large sofa in the presidential suite is as comfortable as a bed.
Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang also returned to their respective rooms.
Caesar had no companion to drink with, and there was no bright moon in the sky for him to "make a threesome", and the wine in the cup seemed a bit tasteless.
He sighed and took the wine glass to the floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the night view of Tokyo.
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Nono walked in wiping her wet hair and saw Lu Mingfei lying on the bed, with his hands behind his head and his eyes looking straight at the ceiling.
"What?" she asked.
"Nothing." Lu Mingfei replied, his tone a little listless.
"Come back here again, do you think of some bad memories?" Nono threw away the towel that was used to wipe her hair and jumped into the empty seat next to Lu Mingfei.
"Maybe it's a little bit." Lu Mingfei said softly. The aroma of the fresh shampoo on Nono's body seemed to have gone away, and her heart felt empty and quiet.
After returning from Tokyo in his previous life, he had been receiving treatment from Toyama Masashi one after another for several years.
He seemed to be suffering from a disease called PTSD. The medical records were stuck in his mind and he turned over page after page. Masashi Toyama's voice echoed repeatedly in his ears. He said, let it go, let it go. You have to move forward, even if you look back again and again.
, there is no one behind him anymore...
He originally didn't want to show this in front of Nono tonight. Firstly, he felt it was too embarrassing, and secondly, he thought Nono might be sad.
"Actually, it's okay, I don't feel anything at all." Nono said, "We have talked about it so many times, why would we still get angry over such a trivial matter?"
"To be honest, I care more about your mental condition."
The girl leaned down, blocking his view of the ceiling, and looked at Lu Mingfei quietly with a pair of dark red eyes.
"You seem to have been very low-key since you came to Tokyo. You don't talk much, and you don't even complain. Fortunately, that guy Fingel has taken on your usual role, otherwise I really don't know what the atmosphere in our team will be like...
…”
She reached out and touched his face.
Lu Mingfei felt the warmth, and the memory of his death seemed to gradually fade away.
"Come and help me dry my hair." Nono moved his hand without leaving a trace, threw a hair dryer in front of him, then sat down with his back to him, as if waiting for him.
Lu Mingfei smiled helplessly.
At this time, you don't actually need too many words. It's enough to let everything be as usual.
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Chu Zihang stood silently in front of the window. It was raining outside the window, and the patter seemed to have no beginning and no end.
Suddenly a pair of soft, boneless hands surrounded him from behind, and then hugged him tightly.
"Senior brother, what are you thinking about?"
"nothing."
"You obviously have something on your mind." Xia Mi was unhappy and took a small bite on Chu Zihang's shoulder.
"It's raining." Chu Zihang smiled helplessly and pointed at the iron-gray sky, "I'm just habitually in a bad mood on rainy days."
"It's not the main reason." Xia Mi shook his head, "This is a bad excuse. Don't use it next time. I know you so well. How could I not know?"
She saw everything clearly... Chu Zihang thought.
"Tell the truth! Tell the truth!" the girl said fiercely.
"...It's because I have a hunch that she will come this time too."
Xia Mi was stunned, "Odin?"
"Um."
"...It's okay, senior brother, you are now a half-blood monarch. If you have a head-to-head confrontation with Odin, who will win?" Xia Mi suddenly transformed into a girl full of energy.
"I hope so." Chu Zihang said.
"Well, senior brother, I'm going to take a shower."
"Um."
Xia Mi let go of Chu Zihang's waist and took a few steps back. His eyes were staring at the thin back by the window, always feeling a little melancholy.
In other words, he is always melancholy on rainy days.
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At this moment, in the mountains outside Tokyo, heavy rain is hitting the roof of the shrine. The rainwater falling on the eaves draws a beautiful parabola. The century-old cherry trees in the garden are covered with sad cherry snow.
Men dressed in black, with short swords in white sheaths on their waists, passed under the burnt torii gate. Their steps were uniform, walking through the stone steps covered with cherry blossoms, and stopped under the vermilion stone wall in front of the main shrine, bowing deeply.
Three times, and then the road opened for two teams.
Immediately after stepping into the shrine, there were seven people holding paper umbrellas. They were all wearing formal kimonos. The men wore black patterned haori and the women wore black sleeves. They wore white socks and wooden clogs. They looked ahead and walked extremely fast.
steady.
As they passed through the charred torii gate, the men who had led the way bowed deeply and said nothing. The scene was as solemn as a funeral.
The seven people holding paper umbrellas also bowed deeply in front of the vermilion stone wall. The silver-haired old man at the head lit three sticks of incense and inserted them in front of the stone wall. Watching the incense dispersed in the rain, he sighed softly, "It's really confusing.
ah."
"Master, all the participants have arrived. A total of 440 people are here." The secretary in black presented the list to the silver-haired old man, "Mr. Masamune, please take a look."
"Where is the child? What kind of meeting can we have without him?" Mr. Masamune looked at the only empty seat in the venue, "Yaksha Crow, where is the child?"
Crow Kneeling in the back row took small steps out of the queue, "Young Master has arrived for a long time and has been patrolling around to ensure the safety of all the family heads. Maybe he hasn't received the news that everyone has arrived. Yasha and I will go and inform him now!"
Large raindrops smashed against the glass, and when viewed from a high position on the mountain, Tokyo looked like a mirage.
The lights in the enshrinement hall behind the main hall were dark, and Yuan Zhisheng was sitting in front of the window, drinking a bottle of 18-year-old Yamazaki whiskey alone and looking at the rainy scene outside in a daze.
"Young Master, all the heads of family and the heads of families are here," Crow sneaked in and came close to Yuan Zhisheng's ear, "They are all waiting for you. If you don't go, those people will talk again!"
"I know, let's go after drinking this cup." Yuan Zhisheng frowned, "You and Yasha have come here for a meeting, who is responsible for monitoring the headquarters team?"
"Yakura is there. Young Master, you drank too much. Are you saying that Yasha and I are unreliable? It would be better for Sakura to keep an eye on them."
Crow took out the mouthwash and said, "Go and rinse your mouth in front of this palace. Don't let them smell the smell of alcohol in your mouth. Also, I said you were patrolling around, young master, don't reveal your secret."
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