Chapter 163 Yuan Zhisheng is not in a good mood
"Although it seems a bit late to ask now, I still want to ask, does any of you two junior brothers know Japanese?"
In the first-class cabin, a burly gray-haired man crossed his hands in front of him, his iron-gray eyes revealing an indescribable depth.
Opposite him, the blond nobleman was flipping through a travel guide. Hearing this, he looked up at him and said, "We are going on a mission, not a trip."
The black-haired boy sitting next to him had his hands on the armrests, his back straight, and he gave off an aura that said "keep away from strangers."
Chu Zihang raised his eyes slightly, glanced at the blond man opposite him and the travel guide in his hand, then silently retracted his gaze:
“Most of the people in the Japanese branch can speak English, and many of them have studied at the college headquarters and can speak Chinese.”
If that doesn't work, you can also communicate in Chinese characters, since Japanese people can understand them too.
"Come on, we are going to Japan, where there are countless anime and cosplayers, as well as maid cafes."
Finkel, who had a serious face just now, scratched his hair, and his temperament instantly changed from that of a wolf to that of a husky: "Our mission is just to find people. Maybe when we are on the plane, the Japanese branch has already found Ye Sheng and Aki.
When we get off the plane, we can see them sticking to each other. They said that after going through the test of life and death, they decided to officially announce their relationship and hold a wedding on a chosen date, and they also asked me to be the master of ceremonies. "
The plane had eight first-class seats, but there were only three of them as the wealthy Kassel College had bought up the other seats.
Therefore, when three people are talking, they don't have to avoid each other deliberately.
If Lu Mingfei were here, he would probably be complaining about how the pensions for the fallen dragon slayers were swallowed up by unscrupulous capitalists.
"It's a rare trip to Japan, so we should enjoy it. Hot springs, Japanese food, beautiful women in kimonos and black stockings..."
When Finkel said this, his eyes were shining, full of longing for the life of a two-dimensional pervert.
"Who told you that our mission is just to find someone?" Upon hearing this, Caesar couldn't help but put down the travel guide that Nono helped him make, and looked at the man who slept like a dead pig after boarding the plane.
As the Minister of Information and the king of paparazzi in Kassel, this guy is best at digging out other people's privacy and dark history. Caesar thought that Professor Schneider put Finkel into the execution team because of this.
I didn't expect that the plane was about to land, but this guy didn't even know what the specific mission was. It was a bit unbelievable.
Chu Zihang also looked at Finkel with a cold face, as if to say, "If you dare to read this and reply to me randomly, I will kill you with a knife."
Being stared at by the two future leaders of the academy, Finkel couldn't help but shrink his neck, looking funny like a brown bear trying to hide itself in a tree hole: "Uh, two bosses, you should also know the style of the Japanese branch. We are doing things under the banner of looking for someone. If we are exposed, we will be hung up and beaten."
Everyone knows exactly what the situation is in the Japanese branch. It is a pitch-black hell where it is hard to come back safe and sound once you go there.
Their identities on this trip are imperial envoys sent by the headquarters to supervise the branch. They hold missing person notices in their hands and secret letters in their arms. If they find anything wrong, they will send an urgent message to the headquarters over an 800-mile distance to report that the branch is forming a clique for personal gain and intends to rebel.
If they weren't careful, the support from the headquarters wouldn't arrive yet and these small soldiers would be killed here.
Finkel said that he was still 27 years old and wanted to live a few more years so that he could date more hot girls who could not afford to have children.
Neither Caesar nor Chu Zihang paid much attention to this. Anyway, they didn't expect this senior brother who was notoriously useless in the academy to be of any help. As long as he didn't hold them back, it would be fine.
The plane gradually descended. Caesar turned his head and looked out the window. He could vaguely see a red and white iron tower:
"That must be Tokyo Tower, the tallest tower in Japan."
"It will soon become the second." Chu Zihang was also looking out the window, his eyes dim: "The Japanese government plans to build a taller landmark building to take the title of the world's tallest tower."
"You know it so clearly?" Caesar looked at this junior fellow student, who is also his biggest future competitor, with great interest.
On next year's Free Day, if nothing unexpected happens, they will jointly stage a king-to-king drama.
He had heard that in Chinese martial arts novels, masters liked to fight in high places. There was even a case of two peerless masters being driven off the rooftop after a decisive battle on top of the Forbidden City, and even their martial arts secrets were lost.
He and Chu Zihang are undoubtedly the peerless masters of Kassel Academy (among the students). Perhaps they could consider inviting each other to the Tokyo Tower for a sword fight.
Let's see whether it's his Dick Radolly or Chu Zihang's Murasame Kuai.
It's just thought. Not to mention that the academy prohibits students from fighting privately, this mission alone is dangerous enough and they are not allowed to waste their energy.
Chu Zihang did not answer. He glanced out the window and stopped looking, continuing to pretend to sleep with his eyes closed.
Caesar's eyes turned cold when he saw this, and he looked at the travel guide to think about which local specialties he should bring back.
The two of them had different auras and positions, and had never worked together before. No one knew why Professor Schneider and the principal put them together to carry out the mission.
Fortunately, Finkel snored loudly when he slept, which disturbed the two of them. Some of them wore earplugs, while some listened to music, and they did not get tired of each other and quarreled.
The plane landed quickly, and the three of them walked out of customs carrying their luggage. Finkel looked up, as if he wanted to see Ye Sheng and Shude Aki who had been found.
But unfortunately, there were no acquaintances and no welcoming ceremony.
There were only two men in black suits quietly watching them at the exit, holding a sign in their hands. No one dared to approach within a one-meter radius.
"The members of the Japanese branch don't look like they welcome us." Finkel came to this conclusion after looking at the muscular man with an impatient look on his face in the distance, and the man next to him who was holding a sign and looked pale and like a scum.
"It is said that the Japanese are workaholics, and it seems to be true." Caesar has very good eyesight and can see from a distance that the two people who came to pick him up at the airport have thick dark circles under their eyes.
Given the mixed-bloods' powerful recovery ability, it is not so easy to get dark circles under their eyes. They must have been working intensively and staying up late at night.
And the reason they worked so hard was definitely not to show off to the young imperial envoys, but more likely to find the missing Ye Sheng and Jiude Aki as soon as possible and drive the commissioner from Kassel Academy back.
But this also indirectly confirms that the eight families of Sheqi have something to hide and are hiding something shameful that they don't want to be discovered.
The two sides made eye contact, confirming that they had met the right person.
As the captain, Caesar took the lead and walked in front, ready to see what kind of welcome ceremony the Eight Snake Families would prepare.
According to the posts on the Night Watch forum, after landing, the Japanese branch will randomly carry out several activities that are beneficial to the body and mind, and mingle with the specialists from the headquarters to enhance relations.
After some interaction, the headquarters specialists will get an indelible psychological trauma, and the members of the Japanese branch will get long-lost happiness.
But when the two sides met, the expected probing behavior did not occur.
The two men, who seemed to be working overtime and exuding low spirits, just stood there quietly, with no intention of making fun of them at all.
The Japanese branch calls the college headquarters a "kindergarten". The so-called specialists sent there are all kids with a lot of theoretical knowledge but very little practical experience. Therefore, the job of receiving the headquarters specialists is also called "taking care of children" in the Japanese branch.
Under normal circumstances, Crow and Yaksha would definitely be interested in torturing the children from the headquarters.
But they had not slept a wink last night in order to search for the missing envoys, and had not had a good night's sleep for two consecutive days. Even though they were mixed-bloods, they could not bear it.
This is also the reason why Yuan Zhisheng did not come forward himself and was very confident in leaving the work of picking up people to the two of them. He really had the will but not the ability.
"Hello, I'm Caesar Gattuso. To be honest, I thought you would arrange a group of girls to give us flowers. After all, you guys are very concerned about your reputation."
The blond young man had the proper smile that was inherent in the upper class, and he was a little self-righteous.
"Hey guys, can you tell me what time the Japanese branch opens for dinner? I haven't eaten for fourteen hours and I feel like I can eat a whole wagyu beef now."
The gray-haired old man was so familiar that it was scary. His eyes were glowing green like a wolf, and he might bite people if he got really hungry.
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The last one is more normal, as handsome and cold-faced as the young master, but a little shorter.
Yaksha and Crow, who had entered energy-saving and emission-reduction mode, did not respond much. They just said a few perfunctory words and turned to walk towards the black business car outside.
They walked in front, and Finkel muttered behind them: "The people in the Japanese branch are so rude. They are all soldiers fighting for...the cause, but they still discriminate based on nationality."
He naturally thought that the indifference of Crow and Yaksha was due to their nationalities and the fact that they had fought each other to the death in the past.
Caesar just shook his head, indicating that he was overthinking it and that it was more likely that their English level was not up to standard.
Although the two airport pick-up staff tried very hard to hide it, their English with a distinctive Japanese accent was still hilarious and made people laugh.
Because it is very rude to laugh at others for such things, and this is someone else's place, the three of them tacitly ignored this little episode.
The communication barriers caused by language barriers continued. From the airport to the Tokyo office of the Japanese branch, which is the Genji Heavy Industries Building, the front and back rows of the business Mercedes-Benz seemed like two different worlds.
Crow was driving, and Yasha was leaning on the passenger seat and yawning wildly, attracting the attention of the three people behind.
Finally, Finkel couldn't help but be curious, and asked in his poor Japanese and English learned from cartoons:
"Arnold, Smith, Marseille, and Vadasi have a question. Did you guys go out to look for someone all night? Are you so sleepy?"
Crow nodded, a hint of fatigue revealed between his brows. At the same time, his hands on the steering wheel trembled, and the car body shook.
This is a silent warning to shut up.
"Good, it's your turn next." Finkel raised a thumb, and the car fell into deathly silence again.
After a long silence, he looked up at the two fellow apprentices beside him and said, "I feel like I've been subjected to cold violence. Does anyone have any extra clothes to lend me?"
The back row was not very spacious, and as the fattest person present, Finkel should not have sat in the middle, but neither of the two old men wanted to sit next to the other, so he had to squeeze in.
Unfortunately, the three of them had their luggage in the trunk.
They thought the situation would improve when they arrived at Genji Heavy Industries, but when they got off the car and followed Crow and Yasha into the hall, all they felt was a solemn silence.
There were many gangsters in the Executive Bureau uniforms talking and doing things in the lobby on the first floor, but after Caesar and others came in, they suddenly became silent and just stared at them quietly.
Finkel almost got goose bumps when being stared at by a group of people. He rubbed his hands and whispered:
"Why do I feel like we've walked into a dangerous place? The way they're looking at us looks like they want to eat us alive."
Caesar strode with his head held high, unmoved. "It is said that in duels among Japanese gangs, gang members always like to use their eyes to compete before the fight. Whoever looks away first or becomes shaken will be at a disadvantage, so you should stare back with an even more ferocious look now."
"Really?" Finkel scratched his head. After looking around and finding that all the men in black had bulges around their waists, he decided to follow his heart.
Chu Zihang was calmer. In his hand was a long piece of black cloth, which contained his sword Murasame. The academy helped him to ship the handicraft.
He ignored the glances from all around him, but his body was slightly tense, and it was obvious that his heart was not as calm as his facial expression.
The three of them entered the sightseeing elevator and went up all the way, and soon stopped at the 27th floor.
The elevator door opened, and a tall girl in a suit and skirt stood there holding a folder.
Seeing this, Crow and Yasha seemed to have seen a savior: "Ying, I'll leave them to you. I'm going to go back and get some sleep."
After saying this, the two of them left with a suddenly brisk pace.
"What are they doing..." Caesar pointed at the hurriedly departing figures and expressed his doubts before Finkel could ask if they were going to take a shit.
"They haven't slept for two days in a row. Let's go catch up now." Ying said in fluent English, "If there is any negligence, I apologize to you on their behalf."
"Oh, it seems you are quite busy. No wonder there are no major incidents in Japan every year." Caesar felt that the Japanese branch did a good job in preventing problems and preparing for a rainy day.
Sakura just smiled at this. Now is a special period and all the eight Snake families are on the move. Otherwise, they would not be so busy at normal times. Crow and Yasha would not let the children from the headquarters arrive at Genji Heavy Industries full of energy and intact.
At the Liaison Department on the 29th floor, Gen Chisei had already received news of the arrival of the specialist from the academy headquarters. He paused at the stairs with the latest information from Osaka, and soon heard the voices of Sakura and a strange man.
"What a wonderful encounter, Miss Yabuki. I wonder if I would have the honor of inviting you to dinner."
Hearing this, Yuan Zhisheng, who was in a bad mood, narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light appeared in his eyes.
(End of this chapter)