"Baka!"

"Snap!"

No one paid attention to the swearing, but the slap attracted a lot of attention. The leader of the thugs had a black 1911 at his feet.

Upon seeing the object, the guards were about to strike first, but Young Master Bai pulled them back, thinking that he was afraid of escalating the conflict.

Then they heard Young Master Bai say to the manager, "Could you translate this for me and ask them if they're willing to sell this? I'll offer a high price."

Just as the gang leader picked up the 1911 from the ground and said, "Get out of the way."

The manager stepped forward and negotiated with the gang leader, discussing the price.

After exchanging a few words, the manager, acting as a translator, told Young Master Bai, "The other party says this isn't the place to discuss business; let's find another place."

Young Master Bai was a little more cautious, saying, "Have them come with me to the hotel."

After a while, the manager said to Bai Dashao, "They said that if you want to go, go to their branch."

While Bai Dashao hesitated, the manager continued translating, "They are from the Yamaguchi-gumi, the largest gang in Japan."

Upon hearing the mention of the Yamaguchi-gumi, Young Master Bai believed it to be true: "Why would they be here?"

The manager didn't help the translator ask, but instead told Bai Dashao his own thoughts: "There are many gangs in Japan, especially in JD.com. Perhaps they are divided into districts, and the Yamaguchi-gumi may be out collecting fees."

"They're making dirty money!"

"Sort of, but the Yamaguchi-gumi has a lot of influence. They often control the businesses on an entire street. It's not necessarily about taking bribes; it could be about collecting rent normally."

Young Master Bai nodded, asked the manager to translate, and then led them over.

The Yamaguchi-gumi's headquarters was located in a nightclub. The exterior was unassuming, but the interior was lavishly decorated.

The neon lights of this world are vibrant and colorful, and girls' clothing is no longer conservative. Bikinis are practically a given on the beach! There are even more revealing outfits here, requiring less fabric.

Using two ropes as underwear is even more outrageous.

I'm not here to have fun today, I'm here to buy things.

I spent over 70,000 RMB to get three M1911s, plus 60 peanuts.

These three are really expensive, over a thousand yuan each.

There's nothing we can do; that's their price. If you don't want to buy, try going outside and see what happens.

Young Master Bai certainly wouldn't dare to try. He'd already entered their territory, so he couldn't maintain his spoiled, arrogant demeanor. He'd have to act like a grandson.

Back at the hotel, Young Master Bai prepared to rest, while his bodyguard disassembled and cleaned the M1911.

The parts were piled up on the table, and before I could even start working, I heard a knock on the door.

Young Master Bai asked one of them to open the door and see who it was.

As soon as the door opened, a group of people from the Metropolitan Police Department rushed in.

Everyone was dumbfounded, especially Young Master Bai, who didn't know what to say when he saw the parts on the table.

Because of the language barrier, Young Master Bai couldn't understand Japanese, and the Japanese soldiers couldn't understand what Young Master Bai was explaining.

Fortunately, Young Master Bai had studied in the Eagle Empire for a few years, so communicating in English wasn't a problem. That's when he figured out why the Metropolitan Police Department was there—it was just a routine security check.

As a result, I encountered a bunch of parts on the table.

The number of officers from the Metropolitan Police Department was significantly smaller, and their firepower was insufficient. The .38 caliber guns they possessed were only enough to cause injury.

It was far inferior to the 9mm caliber of Bai Dashao's gun, so while waiting for support, Bai Dashao and the other two squatted in the corner.

Besides the people guarding Young Master Bai, the Metropolitan Police Department started by searching the room, perhaps to find other evidence?

Hey! We actually found a few pieces of paper under Young Master Bai's pillow, with drawings on them. The drawings had a title: R-Japan First Commercial Bank.

The lobby floor plan, entrances and exits, also indicated how many seconds it took to enter the lobby, how many seconds it took to take the money and run away, the vehicle pick-up time, the speed at which the Metropolitan Police Department appeared on camera, and so on.

That's not all; they even listed the route of the armored truck and its arrival time at the bank.

A routine security check uncovered a major case.

Young Master Bai was puzzled as to why there were several pieces of paper under his pillow. He looked at the guards on both sides, as if to say, "Did you put them there?"

Seeing that the two guards understood his meaning, they both shook their heads. Then, the Metropolitan Police Department personnel began taking photos to solidify their incriminating evidence.

The Metropolitan Police Department's main force arrived quickly and the case was taken over by the Criminal Investigation Division.

Young Master Bai thought it was just a matter of three weapons. He figured he'd get a chance to make a phone call later, call the manager, and find a lawyer to get them out of there.

But he didn't realize the consequences were serious.

First, how do we know they entered the country legally if they don't have proper documentation?

Illegal possession of weapons, or even original J-grade equipment, plus those hand-drawn bank floor plans? You don't need to ask to know what they're up to.

During the interrogation, without even using any special methods, Young Master Bai spilled all his secrets.

My luggage was stolen as soon as I got off the plane. My documents were all in the suitcase. The Metropolitan Police Department at the airport has a record of this. You can investigate if you don't believe me.

The firearms were mainly for self-defense, and as for their source, they were bought from the Yamaguchi area.

As for the blueprints, I know nothing about them.

Young Master Bai explained the process clearly, but the criminal investigation team just wouldn't believe him!

You can talk a good game, but no one will believe the suspect until the investigation is complete.

The seller was easy to find; one phone call and they readily cooperated, insisting they had never seen the three of them, let alone sold them anything.

Aside from the first lost piece of luggage, which could be traced, the rest of Bai Dashao's luggage could not be traced.

They won't talk no matter what, huh? Time to use some methods.

Young Master Bai was completely dumbfounded, but the guards who came with him suffered terribly. The guards didn't utter a single word, gritting their teeth, completely unaware of anything.

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