Chapter 241 Victims of the Silver Bullet
Day 14 of the Highway Survival Game!
Rum? Upon hearing this name, Morofushi Kagemitsu subconsciously shifted his gaze from the deceased to the person the woman had been looking at when she spoke. The person appeared to be around 50 years old.
Like the rest of the organization, he was dressed head-to-toe in black, the clothes clearly of high quality and undoubtedly luxury brands. The bald patch behind his black top hat suggested he was bald, and he wore a monocle with a chain…
This is Rum? The organization's second-in-command? I never imagined that the person I had been trying so hard to get close to before my accident, the one I wanted to meet in person and get information about his true identity, would actually appear before me under these circumstances.
For a moment, Zhu Fujingguang felt an indescribable sense of unreality, as if this scene was not real enough.
“No rush! There are regulations for using this drug. You must stay at the scene for 30 minutes and make sure the target is normal before you can leave.” The man in his fifties, dressed in all black, said as he raised his hand to touch his glasses. “This is a great tool for traceless crime. If you use it, the only way to kill him is by heart attack, which can reduce a lot of trouble.”
Meanwhile, Hagiwara and Matsuda had already examined the deceased's condition: "The deceased was a male, around 40 years old, of medium height... It is presumed that he died of cardiac arrest."
“I remember seeing this person on TV news in 1997. It was reported that he was the president of Nomoto Financial Company, which was a notorious loan shark company.”
As president, Masahiro Nomoto had been the subject of many negative news reports, but at the time, during Japan's economic bubble period, the enormous financial resources of Nomoto Financial Company prevented him from facing legal proceedings.
Then, on October 3, 1997, he suddenly died of a heart attack. "Hagiwara stared at the deceased's face for a long time before finally pulling out relevant information about the person from the corner of his memory."
"Now it seems there was no heart disease at all; he was murdered." Matsuda clicked his tongue. "Jing Dan, does the Black Organization have a 'punishing evil and promoting good' style, specifically targeting these kinds of guys?"
"Heh... If only that were the case, but unfortunately this is probably just a case of double-crossing." Upon hearing this, Morofushi Kagemitsu smiled bitterly, then seemed to remember something.
He continued, "Organizations always destroy criminal evidence by burning and blowing everything up, leaving the authorities with nothing to investigate. I guess today's instance was triggered for the same reason."
"But I don't remember the news reporting that Masahiro Nomoto died in the fire or that his body was destroyed by the fire." Matsuda asked, somewhat confused, "Hagi! Is that how you remember it?"
“Yes! The report only said he died of a heart attack.” Hagiwara nodded, then added, “Their tone made it sound like they deliberately used poison that looked like a heart attack to kill him.”
The fact that they went to such lengths to poison him and waited at the scene for so long was clearly intended to make the outside world think that his death was normal and not caused by a crime. If that's the case, they probably wouldn't have gone to such lengths.
To create another cataclysmic event and destroy everything here, I speculate that the cause of this instance's destruction lies not with the deceased, nor with the organization, but with other reasons.
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Feng Xingshou had finally gotten used to the fact that they had entered the instance right in front of a murder scene. While Hagiwara and the other two were talking, she had already looked around and saw that it looked like an office that was in use.
Clean, bright, and tidy, with a complete set of desks and executive chairs. To a person from the future, these facilities look classic yet new. Both the green plants and the furniture are well-maintained, and it's clear that they are in use.
The body of Masahiro Nomoto lies slumped next to the office chair, with a woman in black standing around it, occasionally reaching out to check on him.
The man in his fifties, referred to as Rum, stood by watching, while five or six other people wearing gloves were wiping things down with white cloths all over the office...
Hearing the conversation between Hagiwara and the others, she asked with some distress, "Hagiwara, they're here, so we definitely can't make a phone call. With how cautious these people are, a cell phone just appearing out of nowhere..."
If I hear another sound from the phone, they'll definitely realize that Akai Tsutomu is investigating the organization, right? By the way, is our timing okay? Is it the correct time Akai-san mentioned?
"The time frame given by Shuichi Akai is about a month from the time the news of Koji Haneda's death came to the time his father left England for the United States to conduct an investigation and sent them a 'farewell' text message."
"We just need to contact him within this timeframe; we don't need to pinpoint the exact time." Seeing her concern, Hagiwara simply explained.
Feng Xing Shou breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this. She didn't want to miscalculate the time again and have to wait until the dungeon timer to enter again tomorrow. It's quite tedious to have your car parked there and unable to move. -_-||
Just as Hagiwara was explaining the time issue, the Black Organization member in the real dimension also spoke up: "Lord Rum, the traces at the scene have been cleaned up."
"Ask Vermouth how the data processing is going?" Rum asked, adopting a boss-like demeanor and speaking in an arrogant and domineering tone.
Upon hearing his order, a male man in black immediately picked up his cell phone—a full-screen phone, a feature common only in the United States at that time—and made a call to relay Rum's message.
Feng Xingshou and the others heard a pleasant female voice coming from the other end of the phone: "It's all been dealt with. This time we've made a big profit, hehe~~! It's really unbelievable that those guys who usually put on a show of being dedicated to the people."
They were secretly providing this guy with huge sums of money for lending, allowing him to accumulate enormous high-interest loans through compound interest. No wonder he had such a huge amount of money; it turns out the money wasn't all his, and now it belonged to the organization.
"Heh... It's not just about the money. We've also got the list of lenders, and the people on that list will become our pawns. Most of them are big shots in Japanese politics." Rum chuckled, his expression clearly showing his satisfaction with the operation.
The three Japanese police officers standing nearby, upon hearing the conversation between the two, turned pale. For government officials to be acting as a protector for loan sharks, providing them with large sums of money, was yet another shady operation by the Japanese government.
Furthermore, most officials don't come from wealthy families on the surface; families like the Ooka family are rare. But the fact that they can provide such large sums of money for usury raises questions about the source of that money! (＃￣～￣＃)
Just as the three were feeling frustrated, a voice came from the other end of the phone, sounding casual: "By the way, I heard that you used silver bullets this time to avoid being detected by some perceptive guys? I think that's the weird name?"
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"Silver Bullet?" The woman's voice on the other end of the phone shocked the three of them. They looked at the corpse on the ground in disbelief, and then at Rum holding the phone.
Feng Xingshou clapped his hands unconsciously: "I was wondering why what he just said sounded so familiar! Do you guys remember? When he mentioned the effects of the poison, it was similar to what my brother said when he poisoned that woman, but he didn't mention that it would take 30 minutes."
Morofushi Kagemitsu looked down at the corpse on the ground again, his serious gaze as if he wanted to etch the scene into his heart: "So this is what the silver bullet looks like when it takes effect."
"Why did he wait 30 minutes?" Matsuda was more concerned about something else. He asked the question but didn't wait for anyone to answer. He said to himself while thinking, "Rum said he would confirm that the target was normal after 30 minutes."
Last time, it was Feng Jiang who saved that woman from poisoning, but now Rum's words sound like he's saying that if you survive 30 minutes after ingesting a silver bullet, you can live. Is this some kind of anomaly he's referring to? Or is it some kind of anomaly like that kid's?
"This was 17 years ago. The organization used silver bullets that were probably made by the Miyano couple. The one we encountered was created by Sherry after her parents researched and made it. Gin didn't mention that the target needed to be confirmed dead on the spot when he used it."
The two may not be entirely the same. "Manobushi Kagemitsu thought that many of the organization's anomalies occurred a few months after Sherry returned to Japan and entered the research institute, and he vaguely felt that there must be some connection between them.
Just as the group started discussing the name "Silver Bullet," Rum heard the voice on the other end of the phone, looking as if he had everything under control: "Hmph! What Silver Bullet? It's just the delusion of that crazy scientist couple."
The real name of this drug is APTX4869. Remember that name. I never want to hear the words "silver bullet" again. As a member of the organization, do you really want to fire a silver bullet that pierces through evil and purifies sin?
"Hmm... of course I don't want it." The woman on the other end of the phone let out a mesmerizing laugh, with a meaningful and bewildering quality, before adding, "I wonder what that scientist couple would think if they knew you were using your hard work on traceless crime. I'd love to see their twisted faces!"
She hung up the phone abruptly without waiting for Rum's reply.
Feng Xingshou, standing to the side, was a little puzzled: "Why does it seem like that person named Vermouth really dislikes the scientist couple who developed the silver bullet?"
“I have the same feeling.” Hagiwara nodded in agreement and added another discovery: “The tone of her question about Rum just now was as if she was trying to probe for information about Silver Bullet through Rum’s answer. Perhaps she also has some kind of connection with Silver Bullet.”
“Yes! I feel the same way.” Matsuda nodded in agreement.
Hearing this, Morofushi Kagemitsu, who knew the organization better, couldn't help but stroke his stubble: "Is there some connection to the Silver Bullet? The scientist couple who developed the Silver Bullet are annoying?"
Rum seemed to know everything about the Silver Bullet—no! It should be said that he knew the full effects of APTX4869. Vermouth, seemingly unaware, actually knew the drug's original name and its researchers.
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