Chapter 50 The BOSS of the Invincible East Pavilion [VIP]
An eerie silence hung over the underground conference room. Everyone was watching Cheng You, their boss, who was still fiddling with his phone, looking listless. Upon closer inspection, his complexion was not good; he seemed quite angry.
[Is he brewing some big move?] The managers had some guesses in their hearts, but they only dared to think about it. Although they did not completely acknowledge that person's BOSS status, everyone was a little scared because the strongest person, Takeda Ryosuke, had admitted it. After all, no one wanted to cause trouble.
[He looks sickly, but is he really that good? Did Takeda Ryosuke misjudge him?]
Is this a case of a new broom sweeping clean?
Sigh, he's already causing trouble right after taking office. This guy seems like a real handful. Things are probably going to get tough for him from now on. I wonder if I could talk to Takeda Ryosuke and ask him to take him away...
Cheng Youzi took all of this to heart. He didn't react now simply because he didn't want to waste his breath. Talking to them while checking things would slow him down. He needed to finish things here quickly and go find Curaçao.
A few minutes later, just as the managers were about to ask Cheng You something, Cheng You raised his eyes and said indifferently, "That's enough."
Everyone looked bewildered, not quite understanding what the other person meant.
At that moment, Takeda Ryosuke's phone rang. It was the special ringtone he had set for his contacts. He was a little surprised. What message did the BOSS send him?
When he picked up his phone, Takeda Ryoichi was completely shocked, and his fingers twitched slightly.
The other managers looked at him with incomprehension. Wendy, unable to hide her curiosity, asked, "Hey! Takeda, let me see what this is." She tentatively moved closer to Takeda Ryosuke, and seeing that he didn't flinch, she directly leaned in to look at his phone.
Hmm, it's a document, covered in dense text. What is it? I don't want to look at it.
Wendy glanced at it twice but couldn't bear to look anymore. Just as she was about to give up, she saw a few words in it. Wasn't that the name of that middle-aged senior manager?
What kind of gossip is this? I'd like to take a closer look, hehehe.
Wendy watched carefully for a long time, her expression shifting from spectator to disbelief, then to doubt, then surprise, and finally she stared wide-eyed and mouth agape, motionless.
A young manager asked in confusion, "What exactly are Takeda-san and Ike-san?"
Takeda Ryosuke cleared his throat and immediately sent the document to the administrators' group. He then turned to look at Wendia: "Ms. Wendia Ike, it's in the group. You can check it yourselves."
"Oh, okay." Wendia suddenly realized that she had been a little out of line, so she straightened her clothes and pretended to be busy.
Several managers glanced at the document in the group chat and were all shocked.
This is evidence that Cheng Yougang found online, showing that the middle-aged manager was an undercover agent. It includes pictures and text.
Thanks to that mind-reading ability, Cheng You was able to quickly pinpoint the locations the undercover agent had visited. Even without this ability, Cheng You could have programmed himself to hack into all surveillance systems and use facial recognition to find the person.
The surveillance footage from this period is indeed much clearer, and the kind of errors that occurred three or four years ago are no longer present.
The middle-aged manager seemed to have never imagined that he could one day be identified, after all, all his surveillance records had been erased. So how did this black-haired, red-eyed man in front of him find this evidence? How terrifying must the hacker behind him be?
He trembled, wanting to run away before anyone could react!
However, to his surprise, a sharp knife flew over quickly and forcefully, piercing his calf. The middle-aged manager lost his balance and fell.
He struggled to his feet, only to find himself in complete darkness. The cold, sinister man who had discovered his identity slowly approached: "Trying to leave?"
"When did you find out? You've never even met me, how could you possibly know?!" the middle-aged manager asked.
Cheng didn't answer his question directly, but found it somewhat ridiculous: "When you're an undercover agent, didn't you ever think about the day you'd be exposed?" Tsk tsk tsk, there's a real difference between a police undercover agent and an undercover agent organized haphazardly like this.
“If I have the ability to find out, I also have the ability to lead the new organization to higher levels.” Cheng You turned around and spoke to the other managers, “This undercover agent is my gift to you all; you can do with him as you see fit.”
"..." The other managers fell silent. Indeed, the matter had been handled very well, filling them with both admiration and fear for the person before them. But having some emotional connection with this middle-aged manager, they couldn't bear to interrogate him further.
Cheng You saw their hesitation and couldn't help but sneer: "This is why you can't compare to the research institute and the black-clad organization. You're not ruthless enough. Forget about your former comrades; to them, one second you're cooperating with them, and the next second, you're dead."
The voice was chilling, and coupled with Cheng You's imposing presence, no one dared to speak; they even forgot to breathe.
“In this way, one person, one knife. Whoever strikes the lightest will voluntarily leave the organization.” Cheng You noticed a knife on the conference table, raised an eyebrow, and said, “Except for Takeda Ryosuke.”
Sakura no Blade Pavilion was so powerful when it only had Takeda Ryosuke as its manager. Now, it's just recruiting all sorts of useless people. It's not about winning by sheer numbers. Too many people are hard to manage and may even create hidden dangers.
"No! What do you mean?! Fire us? We're the people the old BOSS left behind!" a young man said.
"Old BOSS? What does he have to do with me? Besides, if it weren't for his mismanagement, this organization wouldn't be in this state." Cheng You said sharply, his imposing manner undiminished.
"Damn it! You've completely changed this organization! We are loyal to the Sakura Blade Pavilion, not this messed-up organization of yours." The young man remained defiant.
Another young man grabbed his arm and urged him to stop talking.
Cheng You's expression remained indifferent. He turned and sat down in the boss's chair next to him, casually tossing the knife to Takeda Ryosuke.
Is this the beginning? Takeda Ryosuke understood. He wasn't particularly fond of making friends, and he was loyal to the organization; anyone who opposed it was his enemy. So, his blow to the middle-aged manager was sharp, but it didn't hit a vital spot.
Seeing this, Cheng couldn't help but praise, "The old boss was right to put you in charge from the start. You were ruthless, not just solving problems directly but slowly torturing people—great job!"
Everyone was terrified by his eerie smile.
Next was Wendia, the only woman among all the managers. She appeared frivolous and unreliable, but in reality, she was a ruthless and cunning woman. Cheng You was aware of this; he knew she was no ordinary woman when he first met her three or four years ago.
Wendia smiled and stabbed the man. The stab didn't look heavy, but it hit the man's most vulnerable spot.
Sure enough, Wendia's seemingly light blow actually weighed heavily only to the person who received it. Cheng nodded in approval, admiring such talent.
He handed the knife to the other two men, but they seemed reluctant to take it. Based on their thoughts, Cheng You learned that these two young men had been promoted by the middle-aged manager, and the three of them had a good relationship in private. They really couldn't bear to do it.
"Unable to bear it?" Cheng You slowly voiced his speculation, "Is it because you can't bear to kill that person, or because you can't bear to ruin your own future?"
"What do you mean?" one of the young men asked.
“Heh,” Cheng You took out his phone and sent another file to Takeda Ryosuke, “Take a look.”
This document records the communication between the two young managers and the middle-aged manager, and even shows that the middle-aged manager mentioned the two young managers to his immediate supervisor.
Cheng discovered this unintentionally while investigating the whereabouts of the middle-aged manager during his undercover work. It was simply that the two young managers thought of defecting to the enemy when they saw that the organization was in trouble.
The idea of stabbing them in the back was also something he came up with on the spur of the moment, and also to torment them a bit.
"I hate traitors the most." Cheng's red eyes flashed with a dangerous light, making one's heart tighten involuntarily.
“Boss, I’ll handle this. I’ll make sure he’s properly tortured.” Seeing the strange atmosphere, Takeda Ryosuke stepped forward to speak.
He finally found such a capable person who has the potential to lead the organization to greater heights, so he must not let the other party completely lose faith in his organization because of the ugly deeds of some people.
Wendia was also clever; she understood Takeda Ryosuke's meaning and quickly bowed in obedience: "Yes, Boss, leave this to us. Oh, I forgot to introduce myself, I'm Wendia Ike, and like Takeda Ryosuke, I'm an assassin for the organization." At this point, she had completely acknowledged Cheng Youwei as the Boss.
Cheng felt completely at ease only after confirming that the two of them were 100% obedient, and then got up to leave.
"We'll let you know when we'll meet again. You can call me Mr. Kurosaki."
Once the footsteps had completely disappeared at the end of the stairs, Wendy straightened up, feeling a cold sweat break out on her back from the tension.
"Phew—" she breathed a sigh of relief. "My God, Takeda, where did you find such an awesome person?"
"You give up now? You didn't pay me back a few days ago—"
Before he could finish speaking, Wendy interrupted him immediately: "I give up!" After saying that, she cautiously glanced towards the passage to make sure the BOSS had left before she felt relieved. "I've already started fantasizing about the future where the organization becomes the boss of a Japanese yakuza gang and then slaughters everyone."
"Enough of that, let's deal with the people in front of us first." Takeda Ryosuke looked at the three people in front of him with a cold face.
For Takeda Ryosuke and Wendy, taking on three opponents was no problem, so no one present dared to run away, and there was no way to escape anyway.
Cheng first checked the surveillance footage to see which restroom had fewer people before going to that restroom stall to remove his disguise.
Heh heh, he was wearing a hoodie under his suit—what a perfect disguise. He took off his suit jacket, stuffed it all into a large bag, and went straight back to the underground meeting room. As he expected, Takeda Ryosuke, Wendia, and the others were no longer there.
There were still mottled bloodstains on the ground.
Cheng casually placed the bag in the corner. He had already told Takeda Ryosuke that he would keep an eye on the bag and would not touch the BOSS's things.
After putting his things away, Cheng You once again wore that sunny and cheerful boyish expression.
The system couldn't help but mutter: "[It feels like that Kurosaki Shinji disguise is you playing yourself...]"
"Get lost! What do you mean by 'playing myself'? Do you know how tiring it is for me to act?" Cheng said unhappily.
Stepping out of the underground conference room, the sun was still shining brightly outside.
From afar, Cheng saw the silver-haired girl chatting and laughing with the Junior Detective Club.
On the other side, opposite the Mouri Detective Agency, at the North-South Alley Dessert Shop, Morofushi Kagemitsu got up early and opened the shop at the perfect time, just in time to meet the gaze of Amuro Tooru, who had just arrived at Poirot Cafe.
Amuro Tooru didn't initially intend to look at this stranger, but when he caught a glimpse of the person's blue, upturned cat-like eyes, just like his deceased childhood friend, he was momentarily dazed and moved, and couldn't help but look into the other person's eyes again.
As luck would have it, their eyes met and they stared at each other for a moment.
Zhu Fujingguang nodded leisurely and returned the smile.
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