Act 15: Xia Mi, who is stimulated by Caesar, and the greasy man Fingel
Caesar passed by Chu Zihang's room with his naked upper body full of muscles, "You read a book when you get up in the morning?"
Chu Zihang is flipping through the book "100 Lectures on Japanese Mythology and History".
In fact, he has little interest in this kind of book, but this book was forced on him by Lu Mingfei, which shows that it is useful.
Judging from previous experiences, everything Lu Mingfei told him has its uses.
This is just like when you get a dog can when accepting a mission in the game, a dog will definitely appear in this mission, and you need to use this can to lure it to death.
If you throw away the canned dog on the way, I'm sorry, you have to go back and pick up the mission again to get the canned dog.
"Let's find out." Chu Zihang closed the book with a snap and glanced at Caesar expressionlessly, "Are you planning to dress like this all morning?"
"It's just morning exercises." Caesar sneered. This guy always had trouble with him. He didn't care about talking so rudely so early in the morning. He was still concerned about his personal style.
Xia Mi jumped up from the quilt with a whoosh, holding her messy hair, rubbing her eyes, and then looked at the two people in the room who were at war with each other, and finally focused on the dazzling pecs of a certain blond man.
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"Get out of here, mom!" She suddenly bared her teeth.
"What's wrong with her?" Caesar asked with a question mark on his face.
"Maybe you're stimulated." Lu Mingfei walked in, scratching the back of his head, "Boss, you'd better be more self-aware in some aspects."
Caesar couldn't figure it out after thinking for a long time, so he simply turned the topic back to the book Chu Zihang was reading, "Are you trying to find out the relationship between Japanese mythology and dragon civilization?"
"I'm afraid this is difficult. Professors have tried to interpret Japanese mythology, but they have encountered huge obstacles. Japanese mythology is completely inconsistent with the known history of the dragon family."
Lu Mingfei continued, "For example, the gods in Japanese mythology have no old enemies. They continue to multiply like a big family. Professors cannot interpret conflicts and wars from them, and war is the main axis of the history of the Dragon Clan."
"This book says that the Imperial family are the descendants of gods." Chu Zihang flipped through the book, "The first emperor, Emperor Jinmu, was the descendant of Amaterasu."
"It has a very coherent timeline. Each generation of descendants of Yin Zhenaki and Yin Zhenami is written in a book called "Kojiki", starting from Emperor Jimmu, and every subsequent generation of descendants is
The emperor and every generation before him were gods."
"From this perspective, the Japanese Imperial Family is the only existing divine family with a genealogy in the world."
"The genealogy of the Japanese emperors is indeed unreliable. The first ten emperors have only written records but cannot be verified." Lu Mingfei shrugged, "The Japanese write history like they write myths. Until World War II, many Japanese believed that the emperor was a god.
descendants."
"It can be said that Japanese mythology and history are integrated. It can also be said that Japanese people have been living in mythology from ancient times to the present, and the divine descendant is still the nominal emperor of this country."
"Has there ever been an ancient dragon resurgence in Japanese history?" Caesar asked.
"There is no record at all. I have checked with Norma. There are no resurgence events in Japan, and there are no remains of dragon civilization." Chu Zihang said calmly.
"Japan is the 'cleanest' region in the world, with no dragon activities at all. The cases handled by the Japanese branch are all trivial matters. For example, a certain antiquities related to the dragon civilization unearthed in Europe were auctioned in Japan."
"There was no dragon civilization in Japan? So what happened to the Japanese mixed race?" Caesar asked.
"No one knows. The origin of Japanese mixed-races is just like Japanese mythology. It is still a mystery. It is said that even they themselves don't know." Chu Zihang turned to look at his girl.
Xia Mi sat on the bed blankly, as if he still hadn't woken up.
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A black Rolls-Royce limousine passed by on the streets of Tokyo. After a night of rain, the air in Tokyo was fresh and slightly smelled like seaweed.
The news says that this is the warm and humid air flow from the Pacific Ocean that is controlling the climate throughout Japan, and there will be continuous rainy days recently.
The group of six sat in the back seat of the luxury car. Chu Zihang and Caesar chose the window seats on both sides without any suspense. Lu Mingfei and Nono could only sit between them.
From landing yesterday to this morning, Caesar and Chu Zihang didn't talk much. They all talked to Lu Mingfei or Fingel. Even if they argued about an issue, they always talked to Lu Mingfei and Fingel.
Talk to exchange opinions.
For some reason, Lu Mingfei had the feeling that as the father of this family of three, his two-bedroom concubine was having a cold war, and he was caught in the middle.
He shrank his neck, it was enough that he had a senior sister.
Tokyo at night is completely different from Tokyo during the day. Tokyo at night is colorful, exuding a coquettish beauty, like a seductive lady wearing a kimono.
But during the day, Tokyo looks like a sporty girl, with simple tones, and the buildings blending into the background of the sky are unobtrusive.
This is a neat and orderly city. Office workers who are in a hurry jog in and out of the subway. Pedestrians walk very fast, but their actions follow rules.
Everyone seems to be running on invisible rails, and few people will deviate from their own tracks. At the traffic lights across the street, people wait silently.
The crowd grew bigger and bigger, but no one spoke anxiously or loudly. Then as the red light turned green, the cars on the street stopped completely within a second, and the crowds poured across the street and dispersed along their respective tracks.
When the red light came on, the traffic flow resumed, and a new group of people waited silently under the red light.
"Don't you think Tokyo is like a huge machine, and everyone living in Tokyo is like a gear on the machine?" Lu Mingfei suddenly said.
Nuonuo turned around and saw that Lu Mingfei was also looking at the scenery outside the car window in a trance, with the endless flow of traffic reflected in the window.
"Yes, this is a country bound by rules. The whole country is a complex machine. Everyone is a part of this machine, bound by rules to run at high speed. It's really scary to think about such a life." Nuo
Nuo said softly.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! She pouted again, "I hate this kind of life the most."
"Speaking of which, Junior Brother Lu and I have different opinions!" Fingel raised his hand proudly, "I just think that Japanese girls' calves are a bit thick, which doesn't suit my taste."
The corner of Chu Zihang's mouth twitched and he silently looked away. He was also looking out the window.
It can only be said that with the same serious eyes staring at the same thing, the psychological activities of the observers may be completely different. Jia Baoyu's heart moved when he saw Lin Daiyu, and he thought that this sister is the one I have seen before... Xue Panxin saw Lin Daiyu
It is said that there are three good things about a Lolita: she has a charming voice and a soft body that is easy to overthrow.
The car stopped, and the girl in a black suit opened the door and bowed deeply with her hands on her trouser line, "Welcome the commissioner of this department to visit the Japanese branch."
"Oh, it's Sakura-chan." Fingel immediately pressed forward with a smile, "Did you miss me last night?"
Sakura...chan? She called her up after meeting her once? Sakura Sakura wanted to pin the greasy middle-aged man in front of her to a wooden board, and then hit him hard with a throwing knife.
That's right, standing outside the car door was Minamoto's assistant Misuki Sakura, whom she had met last night. She was a tall and slender figure that is rare among Japanese girls, and her long black hair was styled into a high ponytail like a kendo girl.
"Speaking of which, Sakura-chan, you have a good figure. Do you usually train..."
"Mr. Fingel, please respect yourself..."
"I originally thought there would be men in black bowing in the street." Caesar got out of the car and looked up at the black skyscraper.
After breakfast, the Japanese branch's car was waiting downstairs of the hotel to pick them up and visit the Japanese branch's base in Tokyo.
By the way, breakfast was brought directly to the suite from the dining car. In addition to the breakfast made by the chef himself, there was also a fax document containing their today's itinerary.
The itinerary was scheduled every fifteen minutes. From nine o'clock in the morning to six o'clock in the evening, they were expected to visit the office center of the Japanese branch in the east, visit the Japanese Imperial Palace arranged by the Imperial Household Agency, and then pay homage to the 1400-year-old statue.
The historical Sensoji Temple, and also go shopping in Ginza.
Lunch was arranged at a three-Michelin-starred French restaurant, and dinner was prepared by the chef himself. Top-notch Japanese cuisine was prepared. The fresh fish used for dinner had been shipped from the Tsukiji fish market at 6 o'clock this morning, including a 1.86 fish.
meters of deep sea tuna.
This itinerary was so detailed that even Chu Zihang was surprised. If there was a traffic jam, a backup plan had been prepared. From nine o'clock in the morning to six o'clock in the afternoon, they had no so-called free time at all.
They have also become parts of Japan's giant machine, and they can't help but rotate with it.
Among the elegant gray buildings, such a building wrapped in iron-black glass curtain wall looks very abrupt. It is like a black iron monument, implying the strength of the institution that lives in it.
"If you visit the family shrine, they still maintain the tradition of welcoming you along the street. However, you have to keep a low profile in the east city so as not to disturb the surrounding neighbors. Please forgive me." Mofuki Sakura tactfully brushed away Fingel's hand.
, said to Caesar.
"Due to the traffic jam, you are already four minutes behind schedule, but it doesn't matter. We have checked the traffic conditions along the way in advance, so the meeting between you and the family heads has been delayed for fifteen minutes. I will take you to visit the office area.
Bar."
"This building was completed at the end of 2004. It is the headquarters of Genji Heavy Industries Co., Ltd. and the office center of the college in Tokyo." She led the group of six people into the open hall.
The sound of rapid and powerful footsteps can be heard everywhere in the hall, staff holding folders are coming and going, the air is filled with the scent of elegant perfume, and the elevator's arrival bell rings one after another.
It seems that this building is no different from the top business center in Ginza, except for the official business they are handling...
"Last night our ship carrying the Tomahawk missile warhead sank outside Nagasaki Port. The sea area where the accident occurred is now blocked by the Coast Guard. If they salvage the ship..." Two men in black suits were pregnant.
He was pacing in the corner with his hands folded, his face heavy.
"What about bribing the person in charge of the Coast Guard? Let him suspend the salvage. Damn it, those warheads are worth 1.2 billion U.S. dollars. If they fall into the hands of the Coast Guard, shouldn't we commit seppuku in front of the owner?"
"The other party seems to be a very upright person. Bribery tactics are of no use to him. I think we should use his wife and daughter to blackmail him! It's too late to use some drastic measures now!"
"The new version of the family rules prohibits the use of kidnapping and blackmail. If we do it vigorously and resolutely, we will have to commit seppuku!"
"It doesn't necessarily have to be kidnapping. How about using his wife's pornographic video?"
"Forcing unrelated women to make pornographic videos to threaten them seems to be prohibited by the new family rules. I remember it was Chapter 6, Section 4, Article 3... The new family rules are really too strict. Are we still a mafia organization now? Even the U.S. Central Intelligence Agency
Those guys in the bureau can do more bad things than us!"
"There is no need to force her. According to the archives, it seems that his wife was a contracted artist in the family's AV studio before marrying him."
"Ah! That's great! Hurry up and bring out her work so we can inspect it first!"
An old man with gray hair and well-dressed lectured three young people who kept nodding and bowing on the sofa in the rest area. His words were full of positive energy, "Everything has been settled. I resolved the license issue through Assemblyman Qingchuan.
You all, please do your best in Yokohama!"
"You are all the students I value most, and I believe you will do better than the teacher one day! After you have done your job well, you must remember to repay the family and set an example for your younger brothers!"
"How can we own our own nightclub and casino without the help of the teacher? The teacher is as loving and majestic as a father in our hearts!"
"There is really nothing we can do for the teacher. This is a nightclub with a lifetime honorary gold card. All consumption fees are free. Teachers are invited to bring their friends when they are free. We will definitely arrange for the youngest girls to serve the teachers!"
"By the way, does the teacher still like jk or sailor uniforms as before?" The leader of the students burst into tears with gratitude. He knelt down and held a solid gold card in front of the teacher.
"Ducks, ducks, what could be more gratifying to a teacher than receiving a gift from a student! You have grown up and you are a pillar of talent!"
"The teacher is very pleased, but the teacher cannot accept this gold card... It's not that the teacher is no longer interested in JK and sailor uniforms, but the teacher's wife has been very strict recently. The teacher's wife said that if I really love sailor uniforms, she can do it too
What should I wear..." The teacher's gray eyebrows twitched.
"Everyone... looks very motivated," Caesar's eyes twitched, "Is this a new generation of underworld organization?"
"It should be said that it is the management organization of the mafia. Genji Heavy Industries' computer room stores information on the entire Japanese mafia, and all mafia members have preparations here."
"In order to manage this huge organization, the family has a total of 13 departments with more than 2,000 people working in shifts, and there are 600 operators. They answer calls for help day and night from all over Japan, and these calls all come from members of the Yakuza we identify."
Sakura said, "You can think of this as the information center of the Yakuza."
"A society hidden in the shadows," Chu Zihang glanced around and said, "When people in the underworld encounter trouble, they first turn to you instead of the police, right?"