Chapter 38
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The clue was cut off here again, and the three people looked at each other in silence. Amemiya Masataka looked around and felt that these two taciturn people probably couldn't say anything, so he was the only one who spoke: "What should we do now? Let's go--" His voice was interrupted by the ringing of the phone.
"It's not my phone call." Amemiya Masataka first defended himself.
"It's the sound of the landline." Hiroto Amamiya said coldly.
"Will you answer it?" Amemiya Masataka said to Aihua.
Aihua hesitated for a moment and pressed the hands-free key: "...Hello?"
A woman's voice came from the other end of the line: "Ah? What's going on? Isn't this Zunlong's home?"
"You are..."
"Ah, didn't Zunlong ask me to check a USB drive a few days ago—"
"Really?" asked Amemiya Masataka in disbelief.
The woman was silent for a moment, then asked, "Who are you?"
"I'm Zunlong's younger brother! Where is my elder brother now?"
"Who knows? He gave it to me and then disappeared. Now this thing is a hot potato. I can't contact him, so I called him. This thing automatically deleted as soon as I backed it up. Now I can't deal with it."
"I'll get it," Aihua said decisively. "Please tell me the address!"
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As they were going downstairs, Amemiya Masaki asked, "Should we talk to Sakurai?"
"Whatever...never mind, you should tell her," Amemiya Hiroto replied. Something was fishy about his parents, and he blamed his brother for not telling them and investigating alone. If Sakurai was in the same situation...she certainly wouldn't want to be kept in the dark.
Masataka Amemiya needs to think more. After all, Sakurai's strength is there, and he should get as many people on board as possible.
“But I really don’t want to talk to her…”
Hiroto Amemiya gave him a look of disdain: "Give me the phone."
The call was connected, and the person on the other end answered quickly: "Hello, hello, this is Sakurai."
They happened to walk downstairs and saw that a fluorescent pink pillion seat had been added to the back of Hiroto Amemiya's motorcycle.
"Ah?" This was Hiroto Amamiya's genuine confusion.
"Hahahahahahahahahahaha——" This was Amemiya Masataka's sincere gloating.
"Uh. The mechanic said it can only be installed on this car." This was Aihua's sincere explanation.
"Hello, hello? Is that Amemiya?...What happened over there?" Only Sakurai Minami was completely out of the picture.
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"We had a little incident here, a minor one, nothing serious." Amamiya Masaki was still trying to hold back his laughter. Amamiya Hiroto was working on removing the back seat, so his phone was returned to him.
"Uh, so what are you calling for?"
"Ah, I just have a question for you. Is your full name 'Sakurai Minami'?"
"...How did you know that?"
"In the newspaper, ah... Excuse me, do you know who started that fire...?"
"..." There was a brief silence on the other end of the conversation, and then the other party said: "...Why, are you planning to help me get revenge?"
...obviously admitting that she was indeed involved in these matters.
"It's not revenge, but we are definitely trying to figure things out now."
The person on the other side sighed: "Where are you? These things... should be discussed face to face."
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They traced the address provided by the woman to a small internet cafe. The woman, who called herself Furuno and had a strong online presence, successfully decrypted the USB drive, revealing the file contained a name even Amamiya Masaki was familiar with.
The most important thing is the "Casino Plan". Recently, the news about converting the Sword area into a casino has caused a lot of buzz.
The monitor suddenly went black, and the woman turned off the computer, yelling, "Let's go, let's go, take the USB drive away. This is really killing me."
"Wait, wait!" The three people hurriedly advised her, "Don't give up halfway!"
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"Is this the reason why you called me and asked me to change the place to continue my journey?" Sakurai Minami's mouth twitched.
Masataka Amemiya on the other end of the phone was speaking so loudly that Sakurai Minami had to move the phone away from her ear.
"Just go back to Sword—Sanwang—!"
"ITOKAN?"
"right!"
Why are you going back again after just a few days?
"Then I'll hang up if there's nothing else. Bye." She clicked the button, leaned back in the taxi, and closed her eyes. The journey had been quite long, and she hadn't slept well in the past few days, rushing around everywhere. A little shut-eye should be okay.
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"Hello? We're here."
Sakurai Minami opened her eyes, pulled out a few tickets from her large coat pocket and handed them to the driver: "No need for change."
Coming to ITOKAN again was a mixed feeling. She pushed open the door and heard the crisp sound of wind chimes. She blinked and looked at the dark figures in the western restaurant: "Aren't you going to turn on the lights?" The weather outside was not good, and the lights were not on inside. Only the laptop screen was flickering with a faint light.
Ichika jumped down from the chair, expertly found the light switch, and flipped it on: "Welcome back."
When did they become so familiar with each other? Naomi wondered.
"Hey, Sakurai." Arden greeted her. There was a strange beauty sitting next to him, and two laptops were placed in front of them.
Sakurai Minami gently patted Ichika's head and looked around but didn't see the Amamiya brothers: "Where are the two of them?"
"Leaving first, I think they're going back to their hometown? Oh, by the way, look at this, they brought a USB drive with some pretty exaggerated content."
Sakurai Minami leaned over and took a quick look. The Sword Casino renovation project, in which Kowloon was involved, involved a large number of politicians, officials, and even entrepreneurs. She tapped a corner of the screen and said, "Open this."
Ichika walked up behind her silently.
The cursor followed her fingertip, finally landing on a line of text: "Sakurai Shouta and Sakurai Satoshi's family confirmed dead. Cleanup complete, no need to hand over to Fujimori Team."
The meaning of "handling" is simple and everyone knows it, but the inclusion of so many names is still horrifying.
Other similar entries are usually marked "Handed over to the Fujimori Group for follow-up handling," but the Sakurai family's entry is followed by a special note. And usually the name of the person being handled is also listed, but this one is the only one that is kept as vague as possible.
Arden also saw "Sakurai". He was startled and realized what Sakurai Minami was concerned about: "No..."
Sakurai Minami closed her eyes, but could still remember the conversation between those people at that time.
"The two children were not found..."
"...Don't notify the Fujimori Group... Just burn it down and pretend the whole family is dead..."
Tsk, so Amemiya called her for this matter.
"Where did this USB drive come from?"
"I got it from the Garden Party."
The Shangyuan Club is the largest firearms gang under the Kowloon Group. They often wear white clothes to prove their loyalty to Kowloon.
At that time, she did not dare to look up, but she wrote down the "Fujimori Group" mentioned in their words. It also belonged to the Kowloon Group. She had always known that her enemies came from Kowloon, but now she could know her enemies more accurately.
"Where did they both go?"
The woman was still typing away on her computer, not even looking up. "It doesn't matter where they went—tell them to come back now. I've located Amamiya Zunlong."
The red dot on the computer screen kept shrinking and finally located at Little Asia.
"There is another piece of bad news," Arden said, "Shangyuanhui and Zunlong... should both have wooden warehouses. I'm afraid they are going to have a fight." This fight is not a physical fight, but a brawl in which people will really die.
If Amemiya Masataka and Amemiya Hiroto were standing here, they would have rushed over directly.
But the one here now is Sakurai Minami, and she really wants to figure out one question: what exactly does she need to do?
Forget it, maybe if I find Amamiya Zunlong, everything will become clear.
"Remember to tell Amemiya Masaki and the others about this," Sakurai Minami said, "Send me Amemiya Sonryū's photo. I'll go over first."
"Are you going alone?"
"It's better if I go alone. You guys are too conspicuous."
Sakurai Minami glanced at Ichika, and there was no doubt that Ichika knew what Sakurai was planning to do.
"They have wooden warehouses."
"That's great," Sakurai Minami said. "Want to play with a pistol?"
That's the worst joke in hell.
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