Chapter 124: A Little Expert in Causing Trouble and a Little Expert in Courting Death
The properties of the Sakurai family, the Minamoto family, and the Ryoma family had all been visited yesterday. The only things left were the Fuma family's ninja training base, the Miyamoto family's Ganliu Research Institute, and the giant shipyard.
And the nightclub owned by the Inuyama family, the emperor of the entertainment industry, which is the most coveted by men.
The last one was optional. Lu Mingfei actually had no intention of coming to the nightclub to give instructions, but Old Tang looked so inexperienced that he was too timid to dare to go alone.
There aren't many industries under the names of the Uesugi and Tachibana families that are worth visiting. They only have family dividends. As for how much these dividends are, it can only be understood but not explained. Those who understand will understand, and those who don't understand will not go into details. Anyway, there is no problem in offering a reward for the head of the Shanghai Pirate King.
Pushing the door open, Zero Synchron appeared in the hallway.
The girl's dress today is still half-covered with a veil covering most of her face, leaving only her small and delicate nose and pink and moist lips. Her perfect jawline and slender swan neck outline a curve that makes people toss and turn in their sleep.
Old Tang was slightly stunned for a moment, then he looked away. He grew up in the United States and was not a clergyman, so his standard for choosing a mate was a plump and sexy woman.
Zero is too immature in both figure and appearance.
Lu Mingfei praised Ling's outfit, saying that yesterday's black Gothic was a bit too deep and melancholy, while today's purple and blue dress looked more in line with the brightness that should be worn by a girl of her age.
Ling accepted his compliment silently, then glanced at the refreshed Lu Mingfei, thought for a moment and ultimately could not offer any extra praise.
Old Tang was still driving. This guy not only used up tens of thousands of bullets at the military factory owned by the Longma family yesterday, but also drove an armored off-road vehicle recklessly on the test site.
That's why he now complains that the black Mercedes-Benz has insufficient horsepower, the push back feeling is not strong enough, the accelerator is not strong enough, and he even can't stand the guys trying to overtake his car on the side of the road. He may turn the steering wheel 180 degrees at any time to force a side stop.
Seeing this, Lu Mingfei couldn't help but remind him: "Old Tang, take it easy. This is an elevated bridge, not a takeoff lane. We are riding on a Mercedes, not a Condor. When you let the car next to you fly, we have to fly too."
After his persuasion, Old Tang finally calmed down and did not turn Tokyo into a branch of Los Santos, staging a Grand Theft Auto drama for the local police and gangs.
They arrived at the Genji Heavy Industries Building safely. This time it was no longer Sakurai Nanami who was responsible for receiving them. After all, she was the head of the family and was in charge of the entire group.
"Welcome everyone." Sakura Yabuki, who was wearing a suit and skirt, bowed and led Lu Mingfei and the other two into Genji Heavy Industries.
Although the gangsters in the hall had been replaced, it was obvious that they were still amazed by the strong presence of a certain handsome guy. From the time Lu Mingfei and his friends entered the door to the time they disappeared in the elevator, he attracted everyone's attention as if he had a magnet on his body.
In the Strategic Department on the 29th floor, the Tokyo office of the Executive Bureau of the Kassel Academy branch and the headquarters of the law enforcement officers of the Eight Snake Families, Yuan Zhisheng, dressed in black and with a handsome face, was staring at a report in his hand with a frown.
Just now, he received news that a hybrid in the wild who had always been under the supervision of the family but was unaware of it and secretly engaged in various illegal activities had disappeared.
Combining the testimonies of bystanders and the parties involved... or one of the victims, as well as the gangster who went to pick up the goods, along with surveillance footage from the surrounding areas, it can be confirmed that the guy named Ryuzo Oyama has been kidnapped.
To be honest, after knowing that this guy was secretly conducting research on bloodline strengthening drugs, and checking his past resume and the medical accidents he had committed that completely ruined his career, Yuan Zhisheng was also deeply shocked.
What on earth is the intelligence department for? How could a guy who is obviously going to be arrested and locked up to death be just a white label that symbolizes harmlessness?
It should be mentioned here that just as Kassel College has a set of student and executive specialist rating standards from E to S, the Sheqi Eight Families also have a corresponding grading system.
Only they don’t use English letters, and what they judge is not the level of bloodline, but the degree of danger of the mixed-race.
White means harmless, blue means safe, green means controllable, yellow means still needs to be observed, orange means it needs to be monitored closely, and red means wait for death.
The rating standards of the Sheqi Eight Clan are mainly aimed at family members. The supervision of wild hybrids is actually quite lax, and the color code is not fixed.
Even though Ryuzo Oyama's pedigree is so poor that he is at the bottom of the class, his actions have already reached the yellow mark that requires constant monitoring.
Of course, considering Ryuzo Oyama's poor bloodline, even if he really created the evolutionary medicine in the minds of the fierce ghosts, it might not increase their combat effectiveness much. If he encounters an experienced law enforcer, he will still be killed in one blow.
The person who arrested Ryuzo Oyama was most likely not after his ice-making skills, which needed to be the focus of the Metropolitan Police Department's Criminal Division's Fourth Investigation Section. After all, there were dozens of kilograms of crushed ice at the crime scene that no one had picked up.
The internal organs of the female patient who was violated on the operating table were intact, but because the private parts were not cleaned in time after the operation, they became infected and she may completely lose her fertility.
Therefore, the other party is most likely targeting Ryuzo Oyama's genetic research technology.
Just as he was thinking about it, Yasha and Crow, who had gone to investigate on the scene, called back and reported that they had found a secret laboratory next to Oyama Ryuzo's rental house. There were many experimental instruments in it, but the research results, data and materials had all been taken away.
At this point, the whereabouts of the perverted doctor is clear.
Someone has set their sights on his technology and kidnapped him to speed up the research progress. Combined with the fact that Kenji Miyano transferred the money he defrauded to the ghost group yesterday, it is already very clear.
The fierce ghosts are still desperately pursuing the path to evolve into pure-blooded dragons.
For some reason, a picture emerged in his mind of a guy who looked very much like Dio Brando, holding a tube of dark green reagent, shouting "Yuan-san, I don't want to be a human anymore," and then drinking it all and starting to transform into a dragon.
Shaking his head, he shook off this strange thought and muttered to himself that last night's dream was a bit weird. He actually watched the entire JOJO animation with Eri in the dream. Now his mind was full of "Kono Dio da".
After hanging up the phone, he ordered Kaguya to assist in the investigation to prevent the Oni Clan, a bunch of lunatics who were so obsessed with evolution that they didn't even consider themselves human, from causing chaos. At the same time, he turned around and prepared to leave the Strategic Department and head to the 22nd floor where Kaguya's host was located.
However, just after pressing the elevator button, Sakura's voice came from the stairs. His beautiful girl asked the distinguished guest to wait for a moment, saying that a not-so-small experimental accident had just occurred at the Ganliu Research Institute and it needed to be cleaned up.
Yuan Zhisheng looked in the direction of the voice and saw the slim Sakura leading the two men and one woman from yesterday. There was nothing wrong with the three of them, except that Miss Sanwu's clothes had changed color, Mr. Superman had an S badge on his chest, and Mr. Batman had replaced the robber's mask with a card mask to hit his helmet.
Looking at the man wearing the same apple-faced helmet as Kamen Rider 555, Gen Chisei suddenly felt a little worried about them entering the Ganliu Research Institute.
What if this guy goes crazy and asks the family's senior talents to use cutting-edge technology and high-grade materials to make him a tailor-made knight armor? What should we do then?
If I use real materials, I'm afraid he will be crushed to death; if I use fake materials, I'm afraid he will be angry to death; if I get entangled, I'm afraid I will be annoyed to death.
Lu Mingfei, who had changed his look, had no idea what kind of undercurrents were surging beneath the calm ice. He saw his brother-in-law waiting for the elevator and greeted him warmly, "Yuan-san, long time no see."
"Really?" Yuan Zhisheng had no idea what this guy was up to, so he could only go along with what he said.
Although Kamenlada's helmet completely obscured his face and eyes, he still guessed what the other party wanted to hear:
"Should I call you Batman or Kamen Rider Faiz from now on?"
"Well, I'm a man of principle. If I say I'm Batman, then I'm Batman. It's just that the robber's mask got dirty yesterday and I took it to dry-clean it. It's not finished yet."
Lu Mingfei waved his hand, indicating that these trivial matters were not worth mentioning, and asked: "You are in such a hurry, is there something big happening again? Do you mind letting us watch?"
Anyway, the Rock Flow Research Institute is right there and you can't run away. You can go there anytime, but it's not often that you get a mission that can make my brother-in-law look like he wants to kill someone.
He knew a little bit about what he should and shouldn't know yesterday. If there was any fun he could join in, he certainly wouldn't refuse.
Yuan Zhisheng did not refuse when he heard this. He nodded and asked them to follow.
Judging from the conversations they exchanged yesterday, this kid has never seen the underworld or the unknown dark side, and has lived in an ivory tower since he was a child.
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Taking him to catch Kenji Miyano yesterday was too childish. Maybe if I let him see the real dark side of the world, he would not be so interested.
So the four people who had just gone upstairs followed Yuan Zhisheng downstairs, and still went to the crime scene in two cars.
Old Tang had a great time driving a wild muscle car yesterday, so he had no intention of driving a Hummer today. "Mingming, judging from the look of that little Japanese, the scene later might be a bit horrible, so you have to be mentally prepared."
He grew up in the free America. In this corner of the slum, there were corpses and police everywhere. He had seen many scenes of brains and blood splattering. Moreover, he was a bounty hunter active in the underground world, so he was very receptive to those bloody and cruel scenes.
As for Lu Mingfei and Ling, the former may be braver. After all, there is a word in Chinese called "stupid and daring". The psychological quality of someone who can brag and chat with the gang leader is not too bad.
The latter is something we need to worry about. If someone faints from blood or internal organs, it would be difficult to deal with if he falls down from fright.
"Don't worry, we all came from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood." Lu Mingfei laughed and took out a Remington M870 from the side of his seat:
"See this big treasure? I used it to kill all the deadpools in the group, and killed them all."
"Damn, where the hell did you get this thing?!" Seeing this, Old Tang suddenly exerted force on the steering wheel, and the steering wheel that he had just replaced at the 4S shop under Sheqi Bajia yesterday cracked again.
"It's imported." Lu Mingfei laughed. This certainly couldn't be the shotgun he brought from France to Spain, but a super-killer weapon that he specially asked Su Enxi to prepare.
Once an armed conflict breaks out, the fire from his gun will be the last light the enemy sees in his life.
Seeing Old Tang's nervous look, he comforted him kindly, "Don't worry, there are other things in the trunk. Just take whichever one you like. We want to let the little black guys in Japan know that my brother is the strongest!"
"Can you put your mask back on when you said this? It makes me feel so disconnected seeing you say these lines while wearing a Kamen Rider costume!" Old Tang couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. This guy was obviously too funny.
Although Old Tang was ultimately unable to persuade Lu Mingfei to take the Remington M870 out of the car, fortunately Ling seemed to have anticipated this and had already placed a guitar case in the trunk.
Old Tang was overjoyed when he heard this. Now he didn't have to worry about one mistake causing the Gotham... no, Tokyo police to put him on a wanted list.
As a result, when he opened the trunk and wanted to pick up the guitar case, he clearly felt the heavy weight that was not supposed to belong to the guitar.
After hesitating for three seconds, he opened the guitar case with trembling hands and saw a disassembled heavy sniper rifle inside.
“…” Old Tang blinked twice, feeling that his way of opening the door was not right, and closed the guitar case and the trunk.
After waiting for a while, he opened the case and found that the heavy sniper rifle was still in the guitar case. He also saw the secret compartment under the guitar case, with rows of yellow bullets neatly arranged inside.
“Don’t worry too much, just let it go. Tokyo is never afraid of heat anyway.” Lu Mingfei patted the dazed Old Tang, and then swaggered into the isolated Uchida Clinic with a Remington with half of its butt exposed.
In Japan, if you are not arrogant, can you still be called a gangster? Walking into the door of Uchida Clinic, I was greeted by two familiar faces, Crow and Yasha. These two generals were explaining the latest developments to their young master. In the corner of the clinic, there were several tattooed strong men in vests and doctors in white coats squatting, holding their heads with their hands and trembling like ladybugs caught soliciting prostitution.
On the recliner on the other side, there was an elderly woman who was still heavily made-up. She was covered in a hospital gown and was receiving an IV drip. Her face had a Buddhist expression, as if she had seen through the ups and downs of life and no longer had any more sorrows or joys in her life.
Lu Mingfei took a look and saw that her makeup was too thick and her face was covered with sweat and something unknown. He wiped it roughly with a towel and it looked like she had a bit of postmodernism mixed with abstract beauty.
"What's going on? Didn't they fight?" He leaned forward and asked, with the butt of his gun just against Yasha's thigh. There was a hard object on his chest that pushed up his suit, which made the latter's eyelids twitch.
Which mental hospital was this guy released from? Why is he becoming more abstract every day?
Yuan Zhisheng also felt his scalp tingling. He regretted his hasty decision and quickly reached out to press the guest's head back into place to prevent the shotgun in his arms from accidentally going off and directly blowing off the top of his head and the Kamen Rider helmet.
(End of this chapter)