Chapter 49
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"Next, let's begin the countdown to the second explosion."
The minister walked onto the stage, holding up the key to signal to everyone that the button in front of him would trigger a new round of explosions targeting Nameless Street.
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The Amemiya brothers' motorcycle sped down the road until two more motorcycles blocked their way.
"What are you doing here?" asked Masataka Amemiya.
The cigarette in Amber's hand was half burned. Ma Changyuan was sitting in the back of his car, and it looked like he had been waiting here for a while.
Sakurai Minami waved to Cobra, "Glad to see you're doing well, Cobra and Smoky."
"You too," Cobra said politely.
Smoky was sitting behind him. He didn't look in good health and kept coughing, but he looked much more energetic than before. He nodded slightly as a greeting.
Sakurai Minami's gaze shifted to the front, where Hinata was lying on the hood of a car, looking lazy. "So, all of you are here, right?"
Amber hummed.
The Daruma family's truck was loaded with a large amount of fireworks, which was confusing. Hinata was always like this. He continued, "The venue is full of Kowloon people. They can't get close. We are here to clear the way for you. When the signal is given, you can move out."
Amemiya Hiroto asked: "What's the code?"
"You'll know when you see it," Hinata Norihisa laughed. He then said to Sakurai Minami, "Hey, Sakurai. I'll leave it to you this time. Don't let me down!"
"Oh." She responded calmly.
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The minister inserted the key into the lock, turned it, and found the red button.
The electronic female voice began the countdown again: "Ready. 10, 9, 8..."
The minister smiled, but before the explosion, he heard the sound of fireworks.
What appeared on the electronic screen was not the explosion scene that everyone imagined, but extremely gorgeous fireworks!
"Let's go." Amber said.
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Saigo asked, "Are you ready?"
"Well. Go ahead." Sakurai Minami said.
So they broke into the venue, with Saigo holding up his police ID.
"This casino plan! It's a joint cover-up by the government and Kowloon to hide past events and reap huge profits! We're going to go up on stage and expose this. Get out of the way!"
Sakurai Minami looked up and saw a familiar person on the second floor. Katsuya Ryuichiro was furious on the top floor.
So you have come to this day.
She watched those people who should be the top executives of Kowloon leave, watched Ma Changyuan take the materials to the stage and loudly speak out about the pharmaceutical factory, and watched Smoky roar silently with his body.
"It's your turn." Saixiang said softly.
So she went on stage and looked at the sound of camera shutters clicking and flashes flashing in the audience.
She hadn't cried since the day her parents died, and now she found her voice choked with sobs as she spoke.
"...My name is Sakurai Minami. My mother is Sakurai Satoshi, and my father is Sakurai Shouta... Some of you may remember that this couple, once active in politics, died in a fire. However, that was actually fabricated by Jiulong, who murdered them! My sister, Sakurai Ichika, and I have remained anonymous until today, precisely to reveal the true murderer!"
Everything will eventually settle.
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Sakurai Minami left through the back door of the venue, and Amber asked, "What are you going to do next?"
"I don't know, but I really want a cigarette now."
Amber laughed silently and simply took a cigarette from the box and gave it to her: "Go ahead and smoke it."
"Shouldn't normal people always advise others not to smoke?" Sakurai Minami asked, somewhat bewildered. Despite Amber's surprised look, "You really want to smoke?" she accepted the cigarette. She was about to say something—after all, at this time, everyone should be celebrating a victory or reminiscing about the past. But when her peripheral vision caught sight of two people, one squatting and the other standing in the distance, she froze and quickly stuffed the cigarette into her trouser pocket.
"I'll go first, goodbye," she said.
"He's still a kid, taking my cigarette for free." Amber said vaguely. He took another cigarette from the box and lit it.
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"I saw the news," said Mrs. Songyuan. "You did a great job, Xiaonan."
The old man leaned on the sofa and said softly to his grandchildren: "I may be dying soon."
After Kowloon's fall, her vitality faded away at an alarming speed visible to the naked eye.
Sakurai Minami knew very well that she had persevered until now for the sake of her children, and once this belief was over, she would not be able to hold on any longer.
Sakurai Ichika snuggled up to her grandmother affectionately, pleading with her: "I just met you..."
The old lady stroked her head and simply asked, "Kowloon is finished, what are you going to do next?"
"...I want to take some time off with Ichika first and deal with the aftermath. Then...we want to continue the work our parents failed to complete..."
"Okay, okay! You are all good kids. You can do better than your parents... Then let this old man of mine help you out again."
The Sakurai sisters looked at each other.
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After they left, Sakurai Ichika asked, "Do you really want to go into politics or do you want to give your grandmother a memory?"
"Both," Sakurai Minami said, "Ichika, I want to carry on my parents' legacy..."
Ichika gently held her hand, "I'll go with you, sis."
"Well, next... let's go see Mom and Dad."
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There was originally a plot where "Sakurai Minami" and "Sakurai Ichika" were buried where my parents were buried.
Mrs. Songyuan played the whole game, but she changed it after everything was exposed.
Jesse handed the bouquet to Sakurai Minami. She held the bouquet, and her parents in the photo on the tombstone looked at them with smiles.
"Mom...Dad...I miss you so much," she said.
Bursting into tears.
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In the past, when they made such unreasonable and high demands, Sakurai Minami did resent them. But as she grew older, she also realized that her parents loved her, but most of the time they didn't know how to express it.
If that incident hadn't happened, perhaps one day she would have completely rebelled and drifted further and further away from her parents.
However, that incident happened, so the voice and appearance of my parents will linger in my mind for a long time.
What is right and what is wrong? Emotions are never completely rational. As Little Asia spent her days and nights, her hours in Luoqian Prison, she lay quietly in her bed, eyes closed, knowing only that Kowloon was an obsession she could no longer overcome.
But now she has finally been freed from it, and understands the unspoken trust her parents have given her and what they have sacrificed their entire lives for.
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"I want to take this path from the bottom of my heart... From now on, we will live well and honestly."
"So please don't worry about us anymore."
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