Chapter three hundred and eleven: dead without reconciliation
It's night, underground in the island country, this is a dark world.
The development of the eight Sheqi families over the years has not been without merit. They have established a huge transportation system underground in Tokyo to transport various family supplies.
The Miyamoto family's machinery and medicines, the Ryoma family's arms, and even the Fuma family's killers all use this transportation system to appear all over Tokyo without anyone noticing.
Now, Ander and his team are walking in every facility. The circular tunnel is covered with white ceramic tiles, and the rails extend to the end of the tunnel. The Sheqi family has built several hidden warehouses in these intricate tunnels.
, which holds those precious cargoes.
Ender pushed open a door in the warehouse, and inside were neatly arranged green boxes. The boxes were neatly filled with arms produced by the Ryoma family. There were enough arms to arm two battalions, and then wiped out the island nation's escorts with blood.
This is the capital of the Sheqi Eight Families to run rampant. When the underworld's force even exceeds that of the official, the underworld will inevitably be in a state of control. And these forces are not rootless trees that rely solely on the support of the secret party. Behind the arms box,
It’s the endless money printing press.
It is a crystal-like white powder. In the eyes of people who don't know it, it is just some unknown chemical. But in the eyes of drug addicts, it is the source of life and a demon tempting people to fall into hell.
It was a psychotropic drug called "ice", and the amount that appeared in front of Ender and the others was enough to drive any drug lord crazy.
"Okay, I'm involved in pornography, gambling, and drugs. After all, I'm a gangster." Ander squeezed the bag containing "ice" and said, "The island country alone cannot afford so much food."
Lu Li wanted to reach out curiously, but Ander slapped it away: "This is not a good thing, don't touch it."
"Ahe, where have all the anesthetics in the island country gone?" Ange asked with a frown. In a sense, he was a very tolerant person. He didn't care about the sins of the Sheqi family, but only cared about his own career.
Inuyama Ga walked at the end of the team. After experiencing Ander's angry rebuke at noon, he was still a little distracted. He touched the saber on his waist and replied: "Anesthetics are the property of the Miyamoto family, and I rarely interfere."
Ender waved his hand: "Asking him is unreliable. The state of the underworld in the island country in recent years is exactly like the Warring States Period of Japan. This guy is the shogun, but several other families also have fiefdoms, and they are more or less famous."
Uesugoshi nodded. As an emperor who was ostracized by the "shogunate", it can be said that he felt this deeply.
"According to Princess Kaguya's database, anesthetics from island countries are generally sold to South America through ocean channels," Ender looked at the data in his hand: "But the sales volume is so wrong."
"What's wrong?" Angers took a step forward, took the tablet from Ander's hand, and looked at the data compiled by Norma: "Damn it, why is it so expensive?"
"Hey, I didn't know you knew so much about this stuff," Ender joked.
Angers shook the tablet in his hand angrily: "Norma marked the price of local 'ice' in South America next to it. Comparing it with the sales volume, you can find the problem. Those South American drug lords spent twice the market price to get snakes."
The Qiba family has anesthesia in their hands."
"Then why no one discovered it?" Young Lu Li was a little puzzled: "Can't this kind of thing be found out?"
"Child, you still don't understand what it means to be burned by a fire dragon. Believe me, if the secret party comes to check the accounts, the accountant of the Eight Sheqi Family will commit suicide on the train the next day." Ander patted Lu Li's head,
The girl held her head, feeling awe of modern finance for the first time.
Behind him, Inuyama He felt a little uncomfortable, not because the anesthetic business was disgraceful, but because this scene exposed his weak grasp of the family. He could only add: "The Miyamoto family has many talents in medicine, biology and chemistry.
, maybe it’s because the goods are better, so they sell more expensively?”
"Anesthetics are not pimps. Oirans can sell them for sky-high prices, but the better the craftsmanship of the anesthetics, the cheaper they will be." Angers shook his head and added: "The Miyamoto family obviously hides other things. According to the current situation of the island country, it is very possible.
yes……"
"Dragon Vein." Ander answered: "Someone in the island country is making evolution medicine."
Ender stared at Uesugoshi who was standing aside and groping around: "Stalling horse, have you ever heard of a drug called Dragon Vein?"
"Ah, what is that?" Uesugi shook his head: "Most of the books I could browse were family histories, imperial records, ancient records, etc. Things like medicine wouldn't interest me at that time."
Uesugi thought for a moment and then added: "Unless it's an aphrodisiac."
"Well, don't you know, where is the head of the family?" Ender turned to ask Inuyama He, who was stunned for a moment, and then said:
"The teacher told me the story of Dragon Vein, but the island country has been peaceful for many years and there are very few ghosts. How could that kind of medicine exist?"
Ander and Ange looked at each other. It seemed that neither of the family heads knew about this. Things in the island country might be more complicated than imagined, and the man behind the scenes was hidden deeper than imagined.
"The question now is, if the island country can really make dragon veins, how do they do it," Ander murmured to himself: "Dragon veins need the bodies of those pseudo-dragons as raw materials, can they really trap one?
The next generation cannot be planted.”
Dragon Vein is actually the product of the dragon's blood after passing through a series of alchemical formations. Its main production equipment is a bound dragon, which continuously bleeds the dragon to produce a steady stream of raw materials.
This is the punishment of the ancient dragons. Just like the White King who was hung on a green paulownia pillar to dry, the blood released by the guilty dragons will become nourishment for the mixed-race soldiers, allowing the dragon king to cultivate a huge army of dead servants.
But this kind of thing is unsustainable. As the blood is released, the dragon will gradually weaken until it turns into a cocoon again. At this time, it is necessary to use the hybrid species as nutrients and feed it to the dying dragon to maintain his immortal state.
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According to the speculations of Kassel College, in the beginning, this facility did not have the function of sacrificing hybrids to prolong the lives of the dragons. In the age of dragons, if one died, another one would be captured and the blood would continue to be bled.
But with the end of the age of dragons, a large number of dragons fell into deep sleep, and they could only rely on blood sacrifices to maintain the lives of dragons in order to produce more dragon veins.
"It's pointless to just think about it here," Angers patted Ander on the shoulder: "Aga and I went to Mount Fuji a few days ago. Are you sure the well of corpses is really there?"
"Besides Mount Fuji, what other place is more suitable to store the sacred remains? The magma of the volcano can inhibit its activity." Ender explained: "Have you gone to the bottom of the mountain?"
"Actually, we are at the bottom of the mountain right now, the bottom of Mount Fuji."