At 2:02 PM, Hou Wenjie received a call from Xiang Nai.
Chanel sounded very anxious:
"Wenjie, something terrible has happened! Shanxia seems to have been kidnapped by bad guys. I've sent her messages but she hasn't replied. Wenjie... please save her!"
"Don't rush, Chanel!" Hou Wenjie comforted her, "Tell me the whole story."
I could hear Chanel breathing clearly on the phone, and then her voice came through again:
"This morning, Sugishita said that someone had given her a new clue. She was going to investigate a human trafficking case, and the suspect in that case was one of Yai Kazuhiro's men."
Just now, she sent me a name: Takasaki Jun!
"Okay, I understand. I'll handle this immediately!" Hou Wenjie promised.
Then, he called Kitagawa Kokenji and said:
"The plan has changed a bit. First, have someone find the whereabouts of Takasaki Jun, one of Yai Kazuhiro's men. I will personally lead the team to eliminate him. As for you, continue with the plan in Ikebukuro!"
"Yes, President!" Kitagawa Kenji's voice sounded somewhat excited on the other end of the phone.
At 3:11 p.m., Hou Wenjie was sitting in his office when Kitagawa Kokenji walked in and gave a report.
"President, we have located Takasaki Jun. He is at a private orphanage sponsored by Yai Kazuhiro, officially called Kyoto Yai Farm Orphanage."
"Okay, I understand. Arrange for ten people to come with me." Hou Wenjie stood up from his chair.
"Yes, President."
Kitagawa Kokenji's heart was already filled with bloodlust. Takasaki Jun was Yai Kazuhiro's number one warrior, and now that he would be eliminated by the president, the resistance to his entry into Ikebukuro would be greatly reduced.
Kitagawa Koken clicked his tongue. He could feel his blood boiling in his heart. Tonight was truly a perfect opportunity to kill.
The car was traveling on the way to the Bajing Farm Orphanage.
Hou Wenjie held Xiang Nai's hand and said, "It's okay, I will rescue her."
"Yes, I believe you, Wenjie." Although she said this, the worry between Xiangna's brows could not be dispelled.
Hou Wenjie had no choice but to hug her.
Hou Wenjie did not stop Xiang Nai from going with him.
This wasn't because he wanted to show off, but because he felt it was necessary for Kana to understand the dangers of the world so that she could learn to better protect herself.
Moreover, it was her choice, and Hou Wenjie chose to respect her decision. He even gave her a knife for self-defense, although it seemed unnecessary.
This orphanage is located in the suburbs of Kyoto.
It's called a farm orphanage, and there really is a farm there.
Hou Wenjie and his group stopped their vehicle not far from the farm, and everyone got out.
Then, Hou Wenjie took Xiang Nai's hand and walked forward together, surrounded by ten of his men.
The farm's security guards looked very strong; there were two standing at the entrance, with thick arms and prominent pectoral muscles, their uniforms looking like tight-fitting suits.
As Hou Wenjie and his group approached, their eyes held a scrutinizing gaze, and their bodies naturally exuded a fierce aura.
A seven-person security patrol team was also walking in this direction.
As Hou Wenjie and his group approached, the square-faced security guard, clearly the leader, spoke with a serious expression:
"This is the Bajing Farm Orphanage. What do you want?"
Hou Wenjie said, "My wife and I are unable to have children. We heard about the Bajing Farm Orphanage, so we would like to adopt a child here."
The square-faced security guard remained vigilant and asked, "Adopting a child? Why are you bringing so many people?"
Hou Wenjie replied, "You know, oh, you don't know, as a wealthy man, I always have paranoia. I won't go anywhere without a security team of ten people!"
The square-faced security guard clearly noticed the expensive watch on Hou Wenjie's wrist. He knew that this might be a big client. If he were to adopt a child, Hou Wenjie might donate a large sum of money to the orphanage. In the end, that money would go into their boss's pocket, and they would receive a corresponding bonus.
"Do you have an appointment?" For the sake of money, the square-faced security guard became very polite.
Hou Wenjie shook his head and said, "No, but I don't think that's a problem."
As he spoke, he ordered his men to open the leather suitcase they were carrying and toss out a wad of Chinese currency—a full 10,000 yuan—casually tossing it forward. [Note: In this parallel world, Chinese currency is the world's most valuable currency.]
The square-faced security guard immediately caught it.
Hou Wenjie asked again, "Do we still need to make an appointment?"
The square-faced security guard quickly shook his head: "No need, no need. Why would a big client like you need an appointment? Please come in!"
"You're very good, I really like your attitude!" Hou Wenjie said, beckoning to his subordinate, "Give him another 20,000!"
"Yes, boss." The subordinate took out two stacks of money and handed them to the square-faced security guard.
The square-faced security guard, upon hearing the bodyguard address the young man as "President," guessed that he might be the son of a conglomerate in Kyoto and had already begun to take control of the family business.
He can even throw away 30,000 RMB for someone as insignificant as myself; he must be someone I can't afford to offend.
The square-faced security guard became even more respectful and said, "I'll take you to the VIP reception room."
"Yes, thank you!" Hou Wenjie was polite enough, and Xiang Nai also thanked the square-faced security guard.
This made the square-faced security guard very satisfied. He thought to himself, "Look! What is a big shot? This is a real big shot. Humble and polite, approachable and down-to-earth. Even a nobody like me has to politely say thank you."
The square-faced security guard felt that today was truly his lucky day. Perhaps he would often recall this day in the future, after all, it was on this day that he received the respect of a truly important person.
Unfortunately, even important people have their troubles. He, however, didn't have any troubles. He didn't even have to work hard; his wife gave birth to two sons for him, which made him quite proud.
As Hou Wenjie and his group were thinking about these things, the square-faced security guard was enthusiastically leading them inside.
As they passed a patrol of security guards, the square-faced guard excitedly made a gesture that meant "big business is coming!"
When the patrolling security guards saw this gesture, they straightened their backs a bit, like soldiers being inspected.
Hou Wenjie stopped when he saw the group of security guards and said to his men, "Give each of them ten thousand! I like their spirit!"
"Yes, boss!" The subordinate handed stacks of money to the seven security guards.
The seven men stuffed the money into their pockets, straightened their posture even more, and walked in a line toward the distance.
"Look, this is real security! Our company's security guards look lazy and incompetent, what can they do!"
"I'm going to change them all when I get back today. Remember to remind me then," Hou Wenjie said, pointing to one of his subordinates.
"Yes, President! I will definitely remember to remind you!" The subordinate readily complied.
Hou Wenjie was quickly led to the VIP reception room by the square-faced security guard.
Upon entering the reception room, the square-faced security guard respectfully said to Hou Wenjie, "Sir, please wait here for a moment. I will go and inform our Dean, Mr. Gao Qishun."
As he spoke, the square-faced security guard gestured to the female receptionist at the front desk to pour tea for Hou Wenjie.
Hou Wenjie nodded, his gaze gentle, and asked, "What's your name? Would you be interested in working for my company?"
The square-faced security guard said, "Sir, my name is Onizuka Shoji. I'm sorry, but I have no plans to resign at the moment!"
“Very good! I like people like you. If you change your mind, you can come to me anytime.” Hou Wenjie showed his appreciation for him.
"Yes, sir!" Onizuka Shoji bowed very respectfully. He respected this kind of gentleman who had the ability to recognize talent. If he couldn't make it in the Far East Association, this would be a good way out.
The young female receptionist carefully served Hou Wenjie and Xiang Nai a cup of black tea each, then returned to her post.
She sized up the man not far away and thought he had striking features, tall stature, and a great presence that matched her aesthetic.
This made her envious of the girl next to her. The girl wasn't any prettier than herself, and feelings of jealousy and sorrow began to take root in her heart.
"What a pity," she sighed inwardly. "If only I could have a relationship with a man like that, how wonderful that would be!" But she could only be Takasaki Jun's most humble lover, or perhaps not even that.
Because Takasaki Jun would only occasionally vent his desires on her when he was in a bad mood, and his actions were extremely rough. Her neck, arms, and other body parts were often bruised and battered by Takasaki Jun, which caused her a lot of pain.
But she dared not resist, because Takasaki Jun was already a big shot to her, a big shot who could control her life and death.
She herself was an orphan who grew up in the Bajing Farm Orphanage, and she knew all too well what kind of evil was hidden in that orphanage.
Thinking of the hellish scenes she had witnessed, she shuddered slightly in response.
This scene caught Hou Wenjie's eye.
Hou Wenjie spoke up, "Miss, are you feeling unwell?"
"No...no," the receptionist quickly replied.
Hou Wenjie continued, "You served us tea, but I didn't ask your name, which is very impolite. May I ask what your name is, Miss?"
"Ah... Oh! My name is Mu Xue!" The girl quickly stood up and answered. She was a little surprised when she heard Hou Wenjie's question, but that surprise instantly turned into a feeling of being respected.
Hou Wenjie nodded: "It's a very nice name. Miss Sumiki Yuki, could you tell me about your dean, Takasaki Jun? What kind of person is he?"
A flicker of fear, barely perceptible to an ordinary person, flashed in Sumiki Yuki's eyes. Her fingers clenched slightly, then relaxed. She spoke slowly, trying to control her emotions as she calmly said:
"Mr. Takakawasaki is a very loving person. He advocated for the establishment of the Takakawa Charity Foundation, which is dedicated to caring for children! Moreover, he comes to the orphanage every day and sometimes gathers volunteers to do volunteer work."
Hou Wenjie nodded and said, "It sounds like Mr. Gao Chuanzaki is a very loving philanthropist. It seems we have something in common, because I also feel it is necessary to establish my own charitable foundation."
"Yes, Mr. Takasaki Jun is a good man."
Sumiki Yuki said against her will, but she dared not speak ill of Takasaki Jun. There were hidden surveillance cameras everywhere in this farm orphanage, and if she spoke ill of Takasaki Jun, she might face a result more terrible than death.
Hou Wenjie had already gleaned enough information from Zhu Muxue's expression and actions. He could tell that Zhu Muxue was filled with fear, and the object of her fear was self-evident!
From the barely perceptible trembling of Sumiki Yuki, it was clear that she was a girl who had been tormented to the point of numbness by fear.
Without a doubt, what Jun Takasaki did was certainly heinous.
Human trafficking? It's probably much more than that.
A cold glint flashed in Hou Wenjie's eyes, but no one noticed it; he still wore a gentle smile.
Then, he turned his head, looked at Chanel's still somewhat worried face, and smiled:
"Don't worry, we're sure we can adopt a healthy and well-behaved child!"
Xiang Nai met Hou Wenjie's deep, still eyes and nodded. "Yes! Wenjie-kun, thank you!"
Hou Wenjie put his arm around her and let her lean against him.
As Sumiki Yuki watched this scene, she felt a pang of sadness; this was a happiness she could never attain.
Not long after, Hou Wenjie heard footsteps approaching.
Hou Wenjie turned his head and saw that the person in the lead was none other than Gao Qishun, whom he had seen in the photo!
This person had a long face with very distinct features, and his eyes naturally revealed a fierce glint, giving people the feeling that he was not easy to get along with.
Besides him, two of his men came in. Both of them were over 1.9 meters tall, with long legs and arms, and looked like they were very good fighters.
When Gao Qishun's gaze met Hou Wenjie's, the fierce glint in his eyes vanished instantly, replaced by a shrewd smile befitting a businessman.
He walked up to Hou Wenjie and asked, "What is your name, sir?"
Hou Wenjie had already stood up: "My name is Hou Wenjie."
Takasaki Jun had never heard of this name in Kyoto's high society, but he still smiled and asked, "Is Mr. Hou from the mainland, or is his ancestral home in Japan?"
Hou Wenjie said in a very relaxed manner, "I am mainly in charge of the family's business on the island. It has just started and is a small business."
This is my wife, Chanel. I chose to settle on the island for her sake. Unfortunately, we cannot have children, so after discussing it, we decided to adopt one.
I think that the procedures for the Bajing Farm Orphanage, as a privately funded orphanage, should be relatively simple.
This is important to me because I am a businessman and I value time. For me, complicated approval processes are simply a waste of time.
So I chose to come here, hoping that I could take a child home today.
Gao Qishun shook his head and said, "Mr. Hou, thank you for choosing the Bajing Farm Orphanage."
But you didn't make an appointment beforehand, and we don't know anything about you, so it's difficult for us to approve your application.
Moreover, this is illegal in nature. Even if your application is approved here, it will be difficult for it to pass the government department's review immediately!
This will take time, at least a month!
Hou Wenjie laughed and said, "Time is money. I believe there's nothing money can't buy. Two million! You help me get the government approvals sorted out, Mr. Gao Qi. What do you think of this offer? And you'll gain my friendship!"
Gao Qishun narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Mr. Hou is indeed a big businessman. I find it hard to refuse this offer!"
Since Mr. Hou is so sincere, getting the government approval is a small problem for us.
"Children, you can take them away today! We'll handle everything else!"
Hou Wenjie laughed and said, "Mr. Gao Qi is indeed straightforward!"
As he spoke, he beckoned to one of his men, who immediately understood and opened the leather suitcase in his hand. Inside was a stack of brand-new Chinese currency, exactly 2 million!
Hou Wenjie said, "I'm not one to value small amounts of money. Consider this 2 million as our meeting gift, Mr. Gao Qi. What do you think?"
Takasaki Jun had heard Onizuka Shoji mention Hou Wenjie's generosity before, but seeing a full 2 million yen in front of him still shocked him.
It wasn't that he had never seen a lot of money before, but when Hou Wenjie said 2 million yuan, it was as if it were just 2 yuan, which was not worth mentioning!
As a general under Yai Kazuhiro, his income was not actually very high a few years ago, before he had fully taken control of the orphanage.
"Then thank you for your kindness, Mr. Hou." Gao Qi Shun had his subordinate take the money box.
Then he said, "Shall I accompany Mr. Hou to see the children in this orphanage?"
Hou Wenjie waved his hand and smiled, "No rush, I have something to discuss with Mr. Gao Qi alone, is that alright?"
Gao Qishun's eyes met Hou Wenjie's. His gaze held both wariness and scrutiny, while Hou Wenjie maintained only a faint smile throughout.
After a pause, Gao Qijun's eyes softened again, and he said, "Alright! Mr. Hou, come with me!"
The two went to the small reception room inside. After Hou Wenjie came in, Gao Qishun locked the door from the inside.
This room has been specially soundproofed, and the door is also custom-made. It is where Takasaki Junwa and his truly distinguished guests discuss business.
Gao Qishun picked up the tin box of cigars on the table, took one out and handed it to Hou Wenjie, and lit one for himself.
Hou Wenjie simply held it, but did not draw it.
Takasaki Shun smiled and said, "It seems Mr. Hou is very cautious. You didn't drink a drop of the tea that Sumiki Yuki made for you, and you didn't smoke the cigar I gave you."
Listening to the information in Gao Qishun's words, Hou Wenjie understood that his every move in the reception room was completely under the surveillance of the camera and had been seen clearly by Gao Qishun.
In response to Gao Qishun's teasing, Hou Wenjie said calmly:
"My father taught me that when I'm out and about, I must protect myself and avoid unnecessary risks."
Being called a coward is nothing to be ashamed of; the real foolishness lies in suffering losses because of it.
Therefore, I avoid drinking tea, wine, or beverages poured for me by unfamiliar people, because they may contain various medications.
I never accept cigarettes or cigars from strangers, because they might contain marijuana! I never touch marijuana; I believe it impairs a person's accurate judgment!
Takasaki Jun nodded:
"It seems you have a good father, and you also have a good habit!"
So, what other business opportunities does Mr. Hou want to discuss with me?
Hou Wenjie laughed and said, "Of course it's big business. My family has businesses in the United States and Southeast Asia."
As you know, many rich and important people in this world are both afraid of death and indulge in pleasure.
Some people are obsessed with blood transfusions, some need replacements for aging organs, and some love children. Mr. Takasaki, do you understand what I mean?
Gao Qishun's expression turned serious, and he shook his head, saying, "Mr. Hou, we don't do this kind of business. This has crossed the bottom line of the island government!"
"Is that so?" Hou Wenjie smiled and said, "As far as I know, Mr. Gao Qishun is a key member of the Far East Association. I don't believe that a member of a gang would honestly run a children's welfare home."
Just like I don't believe a female star who has acted in Category III films is still a virgin!
Gao Qishun's eyes sharpened, and he stared intently at Hou Wenjie, saying, "I don't know your background! But you know me, Mr. Hou. I don't think now is a good time to talk about this!"
Hou Wenjie shook his head: "Mr. Gao Qi, you are wrong. I said before that time is money to me. Now that I have come all this way, I cannot leave without gaining anything."
Takasaki Jun's aura turned dangerous: "Can I take this as Mr. Hou threatening me?"
"No, no, no!" Hou Wenjie shook his head and said:
“Mr. Takasaki, you need to calm down. Let me tell you a story. After I finish, you will understand my purpose and identity.”
Takasaki Jun calmed himself down and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Hou, I acted impulsively just now."
Hou Wenjie smiled and said casually:
"You should be able to find it on the internet. About three years ago, in the United States, there was a Hebrew man named Jerry who was arrested for a minor case, and a few days ago, he mysteriously committed suicide in prison."
But my reliable information is that Jerry was most likely killed by suicide.
Jerry was a nobody, and his death seemed insignificant…
At this point, Hou Wenjie paused and gestured for Gao Qishun to take out his phone and search for information about Jerry.
Gao Qishun understood Hou Wenjie's meaning, opened the browser on his phone, and quickly obtained Jerry's detailed information:
Jerry, a Hebrew, university professor, financial expert, arrested on suspicion of sexual assault, committed suicide in a Manhattan jail.
After reading this information, Gao Qi thought to himself that this Jerry could hardly be considered a nobody. Judging from his life story, he was a big shot in the financial world of the United States, a real billionaire.
If this Mr. Hou calls someone like this a nobody, then he'd like to hear what a real big shot is like!
So, Gao Qishun put away his phone and nodded to Hou Wenjie.
Hou Wenjie continued, "Although Jerry is a nobody, he is a pawn that the Hebrews have put on the stage."
This involves the increasingly fierce conflict between the Anglo-Hebrews and the Bald Eagle, which is also the root cause of the growing rift between the two parties within the Bald Eagle.
So what did Jerry, who was thrust into the spotlight, do?
He has a private island where many children live.
Several U.S. presidents, countless high-society figures, European kings, and a certain prince have all visited this island.
Takasaki Jun's mouth gaped slightly, and his eyes widened. He realized that he was truly shocked!
This is something that wasn't mentioned at all in the search results. The president of the bald eagle, the king of Europe, the prince—these are truly some of the most important figures in the world.
Once this news is released, it will definitely be a major event that will shock the world.
Hou Wenjie looked at Gao Qishun and continued, "Entering Jerry's Devil's Island means integrating into the upper echelons of the United States and even the entire European and American high society. But since you have accepted the invitation from the devil, you must also bear the price from the devil."
For everyone who enters Alcatraz, a sword of Damocles hangs over their head!
Jerry's death signifies a renewed escalation of the conflict between the Anglo-Hebrews, and the ensuing presidential transition will be even more dramatic. Perhaps the truth about Alcatraz will soon be revealed to the public!
And the upper class needs a new Alcatraz, you understand, Mr. Takasaki!
As Gao Qishun listened to Hou Wenjie's words, he felt his heart pounding like a drum!
He was essentially just a nobody. The Far East Society was at best a gang with some reputation on the island, and he was just an ordinary leader in the gang!
Suddenly placing him in the tide of the times made him feel very uncomfortable, yet it also made him feel his blood boiling!
Takasaki Jun stammered, "Mr. Hou, who are you?"
Hou Wenjie laughed and said, "Based on what I just said, I believe you have already guessed it. I am one of the organizers of the new Devil's Island. In essence, I am just a nobody."
As you know, this is a sensitive time, so we needed an island far away from Europe and America, and ultimately Southeast Asia was chosen as the location.
Of course, I cannot reveal the specific location!
So, Mr. Takasaki, I've told you so much. If you can't give me a promise, I'm not entirely sure what the consequences will be.
But you need to know what the anger of a great man is like.
Takasaki Jun knew, of course, how the great man's wrath would be. He regretted hearing this secret he shouldn't have known, but was also somewhat glad that he had heard the news.
Perhaps, he can use this to achieve a leap in status. The Far East will be just a small puddle, and he will jump out of the puddle and enter the vast ocean!
Perhaps, with just a word from a powerful figure, he could shed his triad identity and transform into a member of the upper class.
Takasaki Jun became more and more excited as he thought about it!
He looked at Hou Wenjie, who was sitting leisurely next to him, and felt that the other person was simply his lucky star!
No wonder he was so generous! That 2 million wasn't for adopting a child; it was practically a free gift!
Moreover, by accepting his money and hearing his secret, it's like getting on his boat and then wanting to get off.
Haha, maybe no one can save him.
Since he could no longer resist, he naturally chose to accept the outcome.
Gao Qishun stood up and said, "Mr. Hou, in that case, let me show you around my workshop and laboratory first, so you can make your requests!"
"Oh? That's good!" Hou Wenjie nodded in satisfaction and stood up.
Upon opening the door to the small reception room, Hou Wenjie saw the anxious Xiang Nai and said, "Wait for me here. I'll be back in a bit."
Chanel opened her mouth, but then nodded.
Hou Wenjie ordered his men to stay behind to protect Xiang Nai, while he went with Gao Qishun.
Seeing that Hou Wenjie hadn't left anyone to protect him, Gao Qishun couldn't help but recall Hou's previous cautious remarks. So, he asked, "Mr. Hou, aren't you afraid something might happen if you accompany me alone?"
Hou Wenjie shook his head: "If Mr. Gao Qi still chooses to be hostile to me after I explain the situation, then I think the one who should be afraid of danger is not me, but the entire Far East Association."
Upon hearing Hou Wenjie's answer, Gao Qishun immediately realized that he had indeed asked a foolish question.
Soon, Gao Qishun led Hou Wenjie to a seemingly ordinary storage room. He pressed a hidden button, and an entrance to a basement immediately appeared.
Hou Wenjie followed Gao Qishun into the basement. At the entrance to the basement, there were two tall and burly gunmen. From their cold eyes, it was clear that these two men had killed many people.
Takasaki pointed at the two men and said to Hou Wenjie:
“They are mercenaries who have retired from the African battlefield and are skilled in all kinds of killing techniques, so I chose them to guard this basement for me.”
Hou Wenjie nodded and smiled, "That's right, but compared to them, I trust the retired elites of the Navy SEALs more!"
Faced with Hou Wenjie's bluntness, the two gunmen's eyes grew even more ferocious! A tense atmosphere instantly filled the air.
But Hou Wenjie didn't care at all, and even shrugged.
Gao Qishu dared not offend Hou Wenjie, and quickly glared fiercely at the two gunmen, rebuking them:
“Foolish! You are all blind! This is my distinguished guest, Mr. Hou!”
"Open the door now!"
"Yes, Mr. Takasaki!" The two gunmen immediately opened the two iron doors.
Gao Qishun thought that Mr. Hou had come alone with him. If he went in with two bodyguards, wouldn't he look cowardly?
So he turned to the two bodyguards who were with him and said, "You two don't need to go in. Stay with them and guard the gate. I'll go in with Mr. Hou to take a look."
"Yes, boss!" The two bodyguards quickly stood at the door.
Inside the iron gate is a changing room.
Gao Qishun said, "Mr. Hou, as you know, this is a cleanroom with constant temperature, so we need to change our clothes."
"Yes!" Hou Wenjie nodded.
The two quickly changed into cleanroom suits, put on masks, and then passed through the air shower and disinfection room before arriving at the workshop.
The workshop is arranged on the left and right sides, and divided into relatively small departments by glass partitions.
Then, Hou Wenjie witnessed a scene of hell on earth.
In a room, a young man, his skin deathly pale, clearly had lost a lot of blood. He had tubes inserted into his arm, receiving an IV drip.
In another room, a young woman was strapped to an operating table, where doctors were performing an internal organ removal surgery. Several types of internal organs had already been removed, and the woman was clearly dead.
Takasaki Jun watched this scene with an extremely satisfied expression, and he began to explain:
"They are all children who grew up in orphanages and have just come of age, so the orphanages have no obligation to continue to support them."
Now that they have been released into society, they naturally have no further connection with the orphanage.
Society wouldn't care about the disappearance of an adult orphan, would it, Mr. Hou?
Hou Wenjie felt it; the dead memories in his mind were attacking him, shaking and tearing open wounds in his brain.
Hou Wenjie understood that it was the fragments of memory that were angry, and this anger was transmitted to Hou Wenjie so directly that he could clearly feel that feeling.
Yes, that's anger, he understood.
Besides loneliness and love, he also truly understood the feeling of anger, and he took another step closer to becoming a normal person.
But he maintained a calm expression, and even casually asked, "So, how many people died here?"
Takasaki Jun shook his head and said:
"It's too difficult to count. I've only been in charge of this place for a few years. There might be several hundred, or there might be more. I won't deliberately try to keep track."
Because besides those from Kyoto, they were also sent from other places.
"Hmm!" Hou Wenjie nodded slightly, without offering any further opinion.
The two continued forward, and Takasaki Jun introduced him to the various facilities in the workshop, as well as the qualifications of the doctors working there.
Takasaki Jun said, "The surgeon currently performing surgery is Dr. Kameda, a renowned surgeon from Kyoto. Besides him, we have two other surgeons here, but they don't have many surgeries to perform today, so they're on rotation..."
Gao Qijun felt he needed to explain in sufficient detail to demonstrate his professionalism, so that Mr. Hou would value him more.
Hou Wenjie walked forward and saw several young men and women who had just had their blood drawn. They had stitches on their bodies, and through the glass, he could see their numb and dull eyes. The entire workshop was like a slaughterhouse, indifferent to their lives.
As Hou Wenjie continued walking, he didn't pay attention to what Gao Qishun was saying. Then, he witnessed an even more cruel scene.
He actually saw an oven here, just like the kind used for roasting ducks, but it was much bigger.
Hanging on hooks inside the oven are several human bodies whose internal organs have been removed!
They were roasted at high temperatures like Peking ducks, with drops of oil dripping from the golden-brown roasted meat!
At this moment, Takasaki Jun explained with a smile: "This is our oil refining process. As you know, they have just come of age and their bodies are still pure, making them the best raw materials for oil refining."
Blood can be sold for money, organs can be sold for money, and naturally, oil can be sold for money as well.
These collected oils are the finest raw materials. Some of the top skincare companies in Gaul really like them. It's said that top European and American elites like to use skincare products containing this ingredient, firmly believing it can help them live longer.
As Takasaki Shun recounted the most heinous things in the world with a smile, the fragments of memory in Hou Wenjie's mind began to shake again. They shook as if the earth were trembling, as if urging Hou Wenjie to tear the demon in front of him to pieces immediately.
Hou Wenjie said, "Are there any new, unopened goods? I need a woman to present to a congressman as a gift."
Gao Qijun's eyes lit up, and he said, "Mr. Hou, we just caught a former female investigator today. We checked her, and she is still innocent and beautiful enough."
Originally, she was the best material for oil refining, but since Mr. Hou has mentioned her, I will offer her to you. Please follow me!
Hou Wenjie followed Gao Qishun into a relatively large glass room.
Then he saw elegance beneath her clothes; she was chained, her hands were bound, a collar was around her neck, her mouth was gagged, and her feet were shackled.
Underneath her shirt, she looked elegantly at Takasaki Jun as he entered, her eyes flashing with hatred.
Gao Qishun didn't care about this at all, and instead spoke eloquently to Hou Wenjie: "She is still a fierce dog now, but as long as she is injected with drugs and trained for a few days, she will definitely become docile enough."
"Mr. Hou, would you like me to train her? I guarantee that in just seven days—no, five days—I can transform her into an absolute beauty!"
Hou Wenjie shook his head, smiled, leaned close to Gao Qishun, opened his mouth, and made a sound.
Takasaki Jun didn't hear clearly; he continued to listen with his head down.
Then, Takasaki Shun felt Mr. Hou's hand on the back of his neck.
Before Gao Qishun could react with any emotion, a "crack" sound rang out in the air as Hou Wenjie snapped Gao Qishun's neck.
A corpse with its neck ripped apart collapsed inside a glass-walled room, its blood gushing out like a fountain—a truly pleasing sight.
The elegant woman under the shirt, who had been filled with anger and hatred, was stunned for a few seconds upon seeing the scene before her.
Then, she saw the man in front of her take off his mask, revealing a familiar and handsome face.
Hou Wenjie said, "Miss Elegance, I'll unlock the clasp for you right away."
As he spoke, Hou Wenjie began searching for the key, and he easily found it on the wall near the door of the glass room, and successfully opened the lock.
Watching the man in front of her deftly and efficiently unbutton all her clothes, she felt as if she were in a dream, her elegance beneath her garments accentuated by his graceful movements.
She stared blankly at the handsome face before her, a face that overlapped with the one she had prayed for countless times before. Thinking of how he had risked his life to come here and rescue her, all the resentment she had felt towards him melted away in that instant, turning into a warm current flowing into her heart.
Underneath her shirt, she gracefully embraced the man before her. Although she had once been an investigator and usually presented a fierce demeanor, she was ultimately a woman with her own vulnerable side.
For a long time, she devoted all her energy to the elegance of her work and almost forgot that she was a woman.
It wasn't until this darkest moment arrived, when the man before her saw her vulnerable side, that all her defenses crumbled, and she realized how much she needed to love and be loved.
She hugged Hou Wenjie tightly. The pent-up grievances, frustrations, and fears of the past turned into tears that streamed down her face. She cried out loud, accepting Hou Wenjie's comfort, and feeling the gentle tranquility of that moment.
After a long while, she realized that the man in front of her was her best friend's boyfriend. She quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, moved away from Hou Wenjie's shoulder, looked at him, her face slightly flushed, and said earnestly:
"Wenjie, thank you!"
Hou Wenjie laughed and said, "You are Xiang Nai's good friend, so naturally you are my good friend too!"
As he spoke, he glanced at the elegant, slightly bruised legs beneath the shirt and asked:
"Can you still walk by yourself?"
"A friend of Chanel?" Upon hearing this answer, Yauya felt a slight sense of disappointment. Then, she heard Hou Wenjie's question.
She tried to stand up, but felt a sharp pain in her knees, which she endured.
Hou Wenjie naturally noticed the pain she was trying so hard to hide in her eyes.
So he said, "I'll carry you on my back!"
As he spoke, Hou Wenjie squatted down. "Come on up!"
Knowing that this was not the time to be sentimental, she responded softly and wrapped her arms around Hou Wenjie's neck.
Hou Wenjie immediately felt the soft body of a young girl behind him. He stood up and picked up an iron chain.
The girl's breath, warm and moist, sprayed against Hou Wenjie's ear, making his earlobe feel a little tingly, but he had no time to appreciate it.
He walked forward in silence, passing by the glass houses, his gaze sweeping over the numb-eyed young men and women lying on the white sheets.
Underneath the shirt, she naturally saw it too, and her eyes turned somewhat hateful, her teeth clenched tightly.
Finally, Hou Wenjie arrived at the glass room where the organ removal surgery had been performed. He carefully and elegantly lowered his shirt.
Then, he violently kicked open the glass door.
The doctor inside looked completely stunned, his mouth agape!
Before he could say anything, an iron chain had already been wrapped around his neck.
Hou Wenjie gripped both ends of the chain with his hands!
The iron chain dug deep into the doctor's neck, and blood began to froth from his mouth.
But this was not the end. As the chains sank deeper, a cracking sound rang out—the sound of the throat and neck bones breaking.
Hou Wenjie witnessed a pair of eyes go through a process from confusion to fear, and then to complete darkness.
He continued to exert force, and finally, a head rolled to the ground, and the headless corpse also fell to the ground, blood still gushing from its throat, the blood so filthy and thick.
Hou Wenjie, carrying the blood-stained iron chain, arrived at the door and met a pair of bright, elegant eyes beneath the shirt.
Underneath the shirt, a woman said with elegant concern, "Wenjie, you've killed someone again!"
Hou Wenjie smiled and said, "He can't really be considered a person."
As an investigator, Yuya Sugishima should have upheld the law in trying all criminals, but seeing the man in front of her kill two criminals in succession, she felt only an extreme sense of pleasure!
But she was also a little worried, after all, intentional homicide is a serious crime, even if the person killed was a vicious criminal!
She had made up her mind to keep this secret for Wenjie.
Hou Wenjie, lifting his shirt to reveal his elegance again, asked:
Did you call the police before you texted Chanel?
Underneath the shirt, she shook her head gracefully and said, "I didn't have time to call the police. At that time, I was already surrounded by them. If I called the police, it would be difficult to explain in a short time. I only had time to send Kana the name Takasaki Jun!"
"Hmm!" Hou Wenjie nodded. With that in mind, things became much simpler. Afterward, he could have his men come in and clean up the bodies.
With an air of elegance emanating from beneath his shirt, Hou Wenjie approached the iron gate, set her down, and said, "Wait for me!"
"Hmm, Wenjie, be careful!"
When Shan Xia Youya was brought here bound, she saw the two burly men in front of the iron gate, who were as tall as iron towers. She didn't know how Wenjie would deal with them, but for some reason, she had full confidence in him.
Hou Wenjie calmly opened the iron gate, and the eyes of the four people outside all turned to him.
The four men were instinctively wary when they saw Hou Wenjie appear alone, but before they could make any further moves, Hou Wenjie had already made his move.
Hou Wenjie's heavy punch shattered a gunman's Adam's apple, causing the gunman to fall to the ground instantly, his face turning purplish-red in a flash!
As soon as the other gunman raised his gun, Hou Wenjie blocked his arm and delivered a heavy elbow strike that caved in the gunman's chest, piercing his heart with a rib, and causing a large amount of blood to gush from the gunman's mouth.
Then, Hou Wenjie felt the attack from behind by two bodyguards, but it was too slow; their speed was still too slow for Hou Wenjie.
"Crack!" Hou Wenjie casually kicked a bodyguard in the neck, knocking him unconscious. Only one bodyguard remained.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the man quickly shouted:
"Mr. Hou, I surrender, please don't kill me!"
Hou Wenjie shook his head and said, "Go and talk to those orphans you've treated so cruelly!"
"I'll fight you to the death!" The man's face turned extremely fierce as he brandished an iron rod and stepped forward.
Hou Wenjie easily dodged the iron bar, and then he threw a heavy punch directly at the face of the person in front of him. His head exploded like a tomato, and red and white blood flowed all over the ground.
Looking at the other three people lying on the ground, Hou Wenjie crushed their throats one by one to ensure they were completely dead.
Only then did the shattered memories, sharp as knives, slowly subside in Hou Wenjie's mind.
He turned around, walked up to the elegant figure under his shirt, forced an ugly smile, and said, "I'll take you out!"
"Mmm!" Under the shirt, she looked at the man in front of her with elegance, a sweet feeling welling up in her heart. She knew that the man in front of her would definitely eliminate all the enemies and take her out.
She gracefully climbed onto Hou Wenjie's back, feeling the strength of his back muscles, just like the father in her dreams, carrying her on his back through a field full of flowers.
Her heart gradually calmed down, perhaps a sense of relief after experiencing life and death. She didn't know how to describe it, but she felt that in that instant, she seemed to have figured out many things.
Hou Wenjie carried her on his back and quickly arrived at the reception room.
Then, he saw a group of security guards gathering, led by Shoji Onizuka.
Onizuka Shoji's expression had become somewhat solemn. He had seen on the surveillance footage that Mr. Hou was carrying the woman they had arrested on his back, and they looked quite intimate with her!
Most importantly, he appeared alone; the boss and his bodyguards did not appear on the surveillance footage!
This made him realize that something might have happened!
Shoji Onizuka was still unsure whether his boss had run into trouble, so he remained very polite to Wenjie Hou, who was approaching him step by step.
He asked, "Mr. Hou, what's the deal with this woman?"
Hou Wenjie smiled and said, "No rush. I'll explain to you slowly after I put her down."
As Hou Wenjie was speaking, Xiang Nai ran out of the reception room and went straight to Hou Wenjie's side.
Hou Wenjie's men also ran over.
"Help her, she hurts her foot!" Hou Wenjie said to Xiang Nai.
With a look of concern, Chanel helped the elegant woman in the shirt to sit down to the side.
Even though Onizuka Shoji was blind, he could tell that the two women in front of him were clearly acquaintances! They had been deceived! Their boss had most likely met a terrible end!
"Baka! Unforgivable!"
A surge of anger, a feeling of being betrayed, welled up within Onizuka Shoji! His eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he snarled:
"I will smash your bones! I will slowly torture you to death!"
Hou Wenjie shook his head. Some people, even when facing death, still can't see the situation clearly. It's truly tragic!
Leaving two men to guard Chanel and Shirt-under Elegance, Hou Wenjie ordered the remaining eight men to attack the security team in front of them.
Onizuka Shoji drew his family's heirloom sword. As a member of a samurai family with a long tradition of swordsmanship, Onizuka Shoji had practiced swordsmanship diligently since childhood and had absolute confidence in his skills.
Using his family's traditional footwork, he quickly approached Hou Wenjie. Then, a cruel smile appeared in his eyes. He channeled all his strength and slashed fiercely at Hou Wenjie's head.
If this strike lands, Hou Wenjie will either die or instantly lose his fighting ability.
Faced with this powerful and heavy slash, Hou Wenjie not only did not dodge, but also stepped forward and accurately grabbed Onizuka Shoji's right hand with his left hand!
Hou Wenjie's left hand squeezed hard like an iron clamp, and the sound of bones shattering rang out instantly!
After that squeeze, Hou Wenjie twisted it again, and Onizuka Shoji's right hand was instantly twisted into a pretzel shape.
"Ahhh..." A shrill scream came from Shoji Onizuka's throat.
In that instant of pinching and twisting, Onizuka Shoji's knife was already in Hou Wenjie's hand.
Then, Hou Wenjie casually slashed Onizuka Shoji with a knife, and a severed hand fell off the blade and rolled several times on the ground.
That's Shoji Onizuka's left hand.
Shoji Onizuka looked at his left hand, which was gushing blood, and then realized what was happening. He felt a series of excruciating pains in both his left and right hands.
"Ahhh..." He kept screaming in agony, but Hou Wenjie wasn't in a hurry to kill him. He wanted to let him suffer a little longer. The game had only just begun, so everyone should take their time.
Then, Hou Wenjie turned his attention to other people.
With a smile on his face, he casually slashed out and severed the arm of a security guard who was facing away from him. The security guard felt a chill on his shoulder, then saw blood gushing out like a spring, followed by excruciating pain and boundless fear.
What greeted him was a solid blow from a member of the Magic Bean Society, which knocked him to the ground. His face contorted in pain as he howled in agony.
Hou Wenjie's gaze shifted to the other side, and he swiftly slashed at the back of a security guard with his knife.
The blow sent the man staggering forward, his clothes ripped open, revealing a deep gash from which blood oozed.
The man braced himself on the ground and turned to look, when Hou Wenjie swung his knife again, this time slicing off his ear.
The man was terrified, his face turning ashen, and he struggled to escape the man's clutches.
But just as this thought crossed his mind, a knife slashed at his left hand, which was bracing him on the ground.
"Sizzle!"
A resounding, silky sound of a knife cutting through bone echoed through the air.
Another arm rolled on the ground with a gurgling sound, blood splattering like paint across the surface.
Hou Wenjie then turned to the others. Of course, he wouldn't let these truly evil people die too easily.
Holding a knife, he was truly like a tiger among sheep; with each flash of the blade, these people would inevitably lose some parts.
Hou Wenjie's fierce demeanor completely intimidated the remaining security personnel.
They didn't want to really risk their lives against the ferocious monster in front of them!
They're already thinking about escaping! But can they really get away?
In that terrifying moment, Hou Wenjie swiftly slashed twice, his movements simple and elegant. The two severed legs fell to the ground, and the two security guards collapsed in front of him, blood flowing from the severed calves.
As they wailed in anguish, the surging blood flowed like the notes of life, creating a rock and roll vibe reminiscent of The End of the Road—a flavor Hou Wenjie liked.
Rock and roll will never fade.
Soon, the bloody concert came to an end.
The 10 members of the Magic Bean Club witnessed the club president's ferocity once again, and their awe of him deepened even further.
Hou Wenjie looked at them and said, "Drive the car over here and load all the bodies onto the truck! Clean up everything, including those from the underground workshop over there!"
As Hou Wenjie spoke, he pointed out the location of the underground workshop to one of his subordinates.
"Yes, boss!" The foreman bowed and then went to do his work.
Hou Wenjie then walked to the two women's side. His clothes were covered in blood. He looked at Xiang Nai and said:
"Are you afraid to be my woman?"
Chanel, nestled gracefully in Hou Wenjie's arms beneath his shirt, trembled slightly. But upon hearing Hou Wenjie's question, she straightened up and replied firmly:
"I'm not afraid!"
"Hmm!" Hou Wenjie smiled, casually took off his blood-stained shirt, and wiped the blood splattered on his face.
Then, he looked at the two women and said, "Let's go, we should leave. Someone will take care of the rest."
As he spoke, his eyes looked down at the elegant figure beneath his shirt, and he said, "I'll carry you on my back!"
"Hmm!" Under the shirt, elegantly looking at the man's muscular chest, her face flushed slightly for some reason.
Hou Wenjie carried her on his back, Xiang Nai walked beside him, and the three of them walked outside.
As she gracefully rested on Hou Wenjie's back, she once again truly felt the strong muscles in his back, as if the most solid mountain in the world was carrying her.
A strange feeling suddenly welled up in her heart: how wonderful it would be if things could stay like this forever.
I got on the bus.
Xiang Nai asked with concern, "Wenjie, are you sure this is alright?"
She was really worried that Wenjie would go to jail because of this.
Hou Wenjie laughed and said, "It's just a normal gang fight. As long as the Metropolitan Police Department doesn't see any real bodies, they won't investigate it further. Bloodshed is inevitable in Kyoto."
Moreover, once that underground workshop is exposed, the Metropolitan Police Department will target the entire Far East Society, and no one will care about the deaths anymore!
So, Miss Sugishita…”
At this point, Hou Wenjie turned to look at Yaxia, "I hope you won't tell your police station about this, because tonight I have a plan targeting Yai Kazuhiro! After tomorrow, all crimes will be punished!"
"Huh?...Okay!" Shinobu Elegance listened to Hou Wenjie's words in a daze, thinking to herself, "Wenjie-kun still wants to deal with Yai Kazuhiro, is it for her? Did Kana tell him about her?"
If Wenjie really eliminates her enemy, Yai Kazuhiro, then wouldn't her long-held belief be fulfilled?
Thinking of this, Shan Xia Youya felt a mix of melancholy, emotion, and worry.
Yai Kazuhiro is no small figure; he is the vice president of the Far East Association.
Her large eyes revealed complex emotions as she said, "Wenjie, be careful!"
When she said those words, she felt that she had completely deviated from the code of conduct for an investigator.
Perhaps she was never a qualified investigator, and that she chose this job because she wanted to carry on her father's legacy and avenge him.
The car drove smoothly, and Chanel spoke elegantly under her blouse.
Looking at the patches of bruises on her elegant legs beneath her shirt, Chanel said with a pained expression:
"Shanxia, you must never do such dangerous things again."
Underneath her shirt, she forced a smile and said, "Don't worry, I won't do it again. I'm just an ordinary person now, and I won't do things that Superman would do!"
"Don't lie to me!" Chanel looked at her with her big, watery eyes.
Their eyes were like clear springs, flowing quietly. After gazing at each other for five seconds, Shin-chan elegantly blinked, and Kana smiled, her eyes narrowing into crescents. She spoke:
"You lost, so you have to grant me one request: you must never do such dangerous things again."
"Okay, okay, okay, I promise you." Looking at the sweetly smiling girl before her, Shan Xia felt deeply moved. She was like an angel, always bringing her warmth.
Hou Wenjie led the elegant figure under his shirt to the Magic Bean Society's infirmary.
The doctor in the clinic is a Kyoto orthopedic expert specially hired by Huigu Qianyue after the expansion of the staff. Both parties signed a rather strict agreement to ensure that the secrets of the organization would not be leaked. Of course, the doctor's salary is also quite considerable.
Xiang Nai chose to stay and take care of her friend, while Hou Wenjie naturally had his own things to do.
After changing into a more presentable outfit, Hou Wenjie sat in his office, looking at a revised plan for tonight's operation, which Kitagawa Kokenji had prepared.
"Not bad!" Hou Wenjie nodded after confirming there were no obvious problems, then looked at Kitagawa Kokenji and said:
"After tomorrow, the Far East Association will face an unprecedented media storm, and tonight is the best time for us to take them in!"
Opportunities are always reserved for those who prepare in advance and those who are attentive enough.
I hope you'll review this plan again. This will help you think more clearly when you take action, and prevent your thinking from being blocked by a stroke!
"Yes, President!" Kitagawa Kokenji guessed that the president must have found extremely damaging evidence against the Far East Association from the operation against Takasaki Jun!
He didn't care what the evidence was! What he was thinking was to become the gravedigger of the Far East Society's demise in the prelude to this storm!
In the office, Hou Wenjie received a report from the junior leader who had previously worked with him.
The leader's name was Shi Wuyou. He used to be an apprentice, but he accidentally joined a gang. Because he was brave and daring, he managed to get a position as a leader.
Shi Wuyou was very excited to be given the opportunity to speak to the president alone.
With a solemn expression, suppressing his inner excitement, he began to report on his work:
"President! The task you assigned has been completed. News of the orphanage has been temporarily blocked. All the bodies have been sealed in cement at the brewery and will soon be sunk in Kyoto Bay."
"Hmm!" Hou Wenjie thought for a moment and said, "Do you think treating these people this way is too lenient on them?"
Shi Wuyou was stunned after hearing the president's words. He couldn't help but recall the horrific scenes he had witnessed in that underground workshop, scenes that had crossed the line of humanity!
Although he was involved in gangs, he only collected protection money and never thought of actually harming the lives of ordinary people on the island. But these people have completely crossed the bottom line of being human!
Blood extraction! Organ trafficking! Human body oil extraction!
Thinking of all this, Shi Wuyou gritted his teeth and said, "These people deserve to die ten thousand times over!"
Hou Wenjie nodded, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the table, while the melody of "The East Is Red" played in his mind.
About half a minute later, Hou Wenjie raised his head, looked at Shi Wuyou, and said:
"Prepare a kennel and several dogs. Once we capture Yai Kazuhiro and other important leaders of the Far East Society, we'll hand them over to you to raise!"
"Yes, President!" Shi Wuyou's eyes flashed with excitement upon hearing the president's instructions!
On his way out of the president's office, Shi Wuyou already had an idea. If he really caught Yai Kazuhiro, he would definitely transform its appearance into a real dog. No! It would be better to change its gender as well. Wouldn't that be more fun?
Since Yai Kazuhiro so disregards his fellow humans, let him truly be a dog; perhaps then he can experience real joy!
I've heard that in Buddhism, the most wicked and evil people are cast into the animal realm of the six realms of reincarnation. Does that mean they've already been reincarnated for that animal in advance?
Perhaps, in the end, Yai Kazuhiro will be very grateful to himself.
Shi Wuyou suddenly realized that he was about to embark on a great undertaking.
It was 7:56 p.m. at Blue Moon Bar.
Neon lights flashed, and the sound waves roared. Men and women crowded together, reveling in the moment.
Upon reaching the stairs, a henchman in a black shirt stopped him, saying, "Sir, the second floor of the bar does not accept guests!"
Hou Wenjie laughed and said, "I am the person Mr. Gotoshima invited tonight!"
Once the henchman realized Hou Wenjie wasn't joking, he made way for Hou Wenjie to go upstairs.
Upon entering the second floor, Hou Wenjie immediately spotted Gu Daogang's location. He was sitting on a sofa, drinking a glass of red wine, looking quite relaxed.
Kojima Tsuyoshi also saw Hou Wenjie coming upstairs. He raised his glass, took a sip, and gestured to Hou Wenjie.
Hou Wenjie walked over and sat down opposite him.
Gu Shima swirled his wine glass and asked, "Would you like some red wine?"
Hou Wenjie shook his head: "I don't drink or eat beverages offered by people I don't know."
Gu Shima laughed and said, "You're very direct; that will offend a lot of people!"
Hou Wenjie shook his head and said:
"Only the most useless people are stimulated by the truth."
People who are truly committed to building a business come together because of shared interests.
Gu Shima remained noncommittal and asked, "Tell me about your background?"
Hou Wenjie sat casually, his left hand resting on the top edge of the sofa back, his back leaning against the sofa, his right hand on his knee, and he began to speak:
"My name is Hou Wenjie, and I'm the president of the Magic Bean Club!"
Gu Dao stared at Hou Wenjie for a full three seconds, seemingly trying to see through him. Hou Wenjie didn't seem to care, glancing at him before looking away.
Three seconds later, Goto Tsuyoshi spoke:
“I can tell you’re not one to bluff. I have some recollection of the Magic Bean Society; I heard it’s a merger of the Takemoto Society and the Kitagawa Society, but it only has a little over a hundred people in total. The Far East Society, on the other hand, has over 700 official members and even more peripheral members. How dare you set your sights on them!”
Hou Wenjie laughed and said, "Resources are always limited. If Magic Bean Society wants to move forward, it needs to remove the obstacles in front of it and expand new trade routes. The Far East will block my way forward, so I must remove this obstacle!"
I can guarantee that tonight at 9 PM, the Kyoto Metropolitan Police Department will raid all of Yai Kazuhiro's establishments!
Tomorrow morning, major news outlets in Kyoto will be publishing photos of human oil refining in the underground workshop of the Yai Farm Orphanage!
Mr. Gushima, do you think this is an opportunity?
Looking at the photos of the underground workshop that Hou Wenjie had casually placed on the table, Gu Daogang's eyes suddenly lit up. He could also have the police raid Yai Kazuhiro's place, but that would be a losing proposition, because Yai Kazuhiro could retaliate in the same way.
But the photos of the oil refining operation caught his eye. This act, which crossed the line of human decency, would surely lead to a devastating blow from the Metropolitan Police Department if it were exposed by the media!
Kojima Tsuyoshi looked at Hou Wenjie and smiled, "In that case, let's have a pleasant cooperation."
"It's a pleasure to work with you!" Hou Wenjie said with a smile.
The two then discussed specific details of their collaboration.
Hou Wenjie proposed that he would personally lead the team to eliminate Yai and Hiro, which pleased Gu Shima.
After all, Yai and Hiroshi are cunning and a tough nut to crack. Eliminating him would mean not only dealing with his current forces but also with the possibility of a continuous stream of reinforcements.
Neither of them mentioned the photos, which was an unspoken understanding between them.
After all, untimely truths can truly cross the line of a person's dignity.
Hou Wenjie's initial statement, "The truth will only hurt the useless," was just a verbal exchange between the two, and then they stopped there.
Gokujima casually remarked:
"When I was as young as Mr. Hou, I was just a driver, while Mr. Hou has already grown into the leader of a gang. He is so much better than me."
Hou Wenjie shook his head and said, "Establishing a gang is not my goal; it's merely a necessary means to maintain the new business. I am essentially a businessman!"
"Oh?" Gu Daogang became interested and asked, "I wonder what new business Mr. Hou is involved in?"
Hou Wenjie laughed and said, "Virtual currency!"
"A Ponzi scheme?" Goujima shook his head. He wasn't interested in that kind of telecom fraud; he needed a long-term business.
Hou Wenjie shook his head again: "Mr. Gudao, you're wrong! What I need to do is create a virtual currency that truly circulates in the underground world!"
Since there is an underground order in the world, why can't there be a universal currency based on that underground order?
What a vast market this is!
Shortsighted people always think about playing a game of musical chairs, making a quick buck and running away, but I'm different. I'll turn it into a real underground currency!
As long as I cover a wide enough underground industry, it will be enough to give it value!
"As long as this assignment is stable enough, I will inevitably become the uncrowned king of this world!"
Gu Shima looked at the young man in front of him as if he were a madman, but for some reason, he was also somewhat infected by the madman's passion.
Finally, he said, "Perhaps we can cooperate on a limited scale!"
Hou Wenjie smiled and said, "It is my honor, Mr. Gu Dao. I hope we both have a bright future."
We can discuss specific details of the collaboration after this meeting, how about that?
"No problem." Goujima Tsuyoshi smiled, but in his mind he was already thinking about tonight's plans.
"In that case, I'll take my leave!" Hou Wenjie stood up, not lingering, as he still needed to go back and coordinate the overall situation.
Gu Daogang also stood up: "Then I won't see you off. I hope I can invite Mr. Hou for some red wine sometime!"
Hou Wenjie smiled and said, "I think that time will definitely come when we are familiar enough with each other and understand each other's concerns."
As he spoke, Hou Wenjie walked downstairs with a clattering sound.
As Gu Shima watched his departing figure, he felt as if he were seeing his younger self, who was just as decisive and daring, yet also cautious.
Swirling the red wine in the glass, it appeared as viscous as blood under the neon lights.
Gu Daogang downed his glass of red wine in one gulp, picked up his phone, and dialed a number:
"Gather our forces. After 9 PM tonight, I'm going to wage war against the Far East Association and completely take over Ikebukuro!"
…
After leaving the Blue Moon Bar, Hou Wenjie got into his car.
The driver was naturally Naoto Pu Shang.
Compared to his initial restraint, he is now much more relaxed, and his entire demeanor has visibly changed.
The vehicle drove smoothly through the Kyoto night, neon lights flashing, the lights creating a scene of vibrant beauty, but in the darkness, it seemed as if countless man-eating demons were lurking.
Hou Wenjie sat in the back seat of the car, his mind wandering as he watched the street scenes flash by. Then, he looked away and casually asked:
"How are you settling in with club life?"
"Ah... Oh, President, I feel okay!" Naoto Kamishiro, who was sitting in the driver's seat, suddenly tensed up and straightened his back.
Hou Wenjie laughed and said, "Don't be so nervous, relax, let's chat casually. Um, if you hadn't joined a club, what would you have dreamed of doing?"
Without the slightest hesitation, Naoto Pu Shang said, "Of course, I want to become a gamer, the kind of person who can support himself by staying at home and playing games every day."
"Oh, why?" Hou Wenjie asked.
Naoto Pu Shang began by saying:
"Because this world is too complicated, and people are too complicated. And I'm not exactly a smart person. I think if I don't want to be deceived, I should interact with fewer people."
If I could earn money by playing games in bed every day, I'd think I was the happiest person in the world. I could even stay indoors for a year without leaving the house.
Hou Wenjie laughed and said, "Then don't you need a girlfriend?"
Naoto Kamishiro said:
"I have enough virtual girlfriends stored on my phone, I don't need a real girlfriend."
This is too much trouble, and it requires a lot of effort to maintain the relationship. I don't like trouble, and I'm afraid of being hurt in a relationship.
"Oh? What do you mean?" Since he had nothing better to do, Hou Wenjie wanted to hear Pu Shangzhi's views on relationships.
Naoto Kamishiro said:
"I once had a puppy that stayed with me for two months, from when it was just born until it slowly grew up."
But later, I couldn't stay at home because I had to go to school.
Then one day, my father gave it away, saying it was too noisy and he didn't like it.
A few days later, the father said that the puppy bit the woman who had adopted it, saying that it was shy around strangers.
Another two weeks later, the puppy died. My father said it didn't eat or drink for several days and just died like that.
It died before it was fully grown; it had spent most of its life with me.
I feed it, play hide-and-seek with it, watch it play, and teach it where to poop and pee. It's really smart.
I thought it would be fine once it was sent there, and I even planned to visit it sometime when I wasn't so busy with my studies.
But it died just like that, silently and without a trace.
Since then, I've been afraid to talk about feelings. I feel that in the end, this feeling might become a knife, stabbing me in the chest.
The vehicle drove quietly, and after a not-too-long time, arrived at the Magic Bean headquarters.
In the lobby on the first floor, everyone had already gathered.
Each team has been assigned targets, and they are now conducting more detailed pre-battle simulations in preparation for the final moment.
Everyone fell silent when Hou Wenjie walked into the hall.
Stepping to the front of the stage, Hou Wenjie faced everyone and began to speak:
"In this battle against the Far East Association, we are cooperating with the Yamaguchi-gumi, not fighting alone."
Therefore, we need to achieve the greatest possible results so that our allies will not underestimate us.
My only goal is to capture Yai and Hiro alive!
At this point, Hou Wenjie looked down at the audience.
The crowd below immediately shouted in unison, "Capture Yai Kazuhiro alive! Capture Yai Kazuhiro alive..."
The roar was thunderous, and the momentum was overwhelming.
Nine o'clock at night, Ikebukuro.
In a private booth at the Dark Elf Nightclub, Yai and Hiromasa, with women on either side of them, were playing flirtatious games with several young and beautiful girls.
"Something's wrong, boss, something's wrong!" A hurried voice interrupted Yai Kazuhiro's pleasant mood.
Yai Kazuhiro pushed the girl who was snuggling in his arms away and looked at his panting younger brother who ran up to him with a bad expression.
He asked in an unfriendly tone, "What happened?"
The underling caught his breath and said, "Boss, a lot of police have come outside. They're coming to raid our place!"
After hearing his underling's words, Yai Kazuhiro slapped him hard across the face and said coldly:
"So, this is nothing to make a fuss about! Let the police sweep and arrest drug addicts, we'll just pay some bail afterward, it's no big deal!"
The younger brother said, feeling wronged, "Boss, it's not just us. Fujii, Ino, and Kuroda all said their shops were also raided by the police!"
"Oh? So someone wants to declare war on me!" A fierce glint flashed in Yai Kazuhiro's eyes as he coldly said:
"I don't need to investigate; I know it must have been done by that scoundrel, Gotoshima!"
He's been eyeing our Ikebukuro territory for a long time!
However, does he think only the Yamaguchi-gumi has high-level connections? Our Far East Association has them too!
Since he wants to play, I'll play along! Today he had his men raid my place, tomorrow I'll make sure he can't do business either!
I want to see who gives up first!
With that, Yai Kazuhiro ignored his underling and sat back down on the sofa. The women then moved closer, uttering sweet words and displaying their seductive charms to please Yai Kazuhiro, who was clearly in a bad mood.
Thinking about how his place had been inexplicably taken away, Yai Kazuhiro's anger was hard to quell!
So he casually pulled off an Australian blanket from the side, spread it on his lap, and leaned back against the sofa.
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