Chapter 34
The news that Zhong Hui's smuggling ship was intercepted by the port mafia and completely destroyed was deliberately leaked.
To the outside world, this was not just an internal conflict between the two organizations, but the port mafia was killing one to warn the rest; to the inside, the major threat was eliminated, and the underground casino business that was rich enough to rival the enemy was firmly in hand. More importantly, there was not much loss at all. No matter how you look at it, it was an undoubted victory.
There were only senior executives from the Zhonghui headquarters on the ship. The other branches in Japan were abandoned by Oikawa like an octopus cutting off its arm. The moment they heard the news, all branches expressed their loyalty to Mori Ogai.
The reason for the declaration of war was that a quasi-cadre of the port mafia - as Mori Ogai claimed afterwards - was kidnapped by the arbitration committee for no reason, and the other party unilaterally violated the cooperation agreement. Negotiations were fruitless, so they had to take action to stop it.
This is the port mafia's own business, and there is no reason for the government to intervene. As for whether there was any negotiation, one of the parties no longer exists, so does it matter?
Morally and logically, the port mafia has the upper hand.
But after the victory, the port mafia did not feel any joy of success. Everyone felt like they were facing a formidable enemy, especially the top leaders. Every time they stepped into the top floor, they felt an oppressive feeling of impending storm.
The top floor of one of the five buildings is a closed confidential ward, which has not been used since the death of the previous generation. However, not long ago, the equipment in the ward was connected to data again.
Train your subordinates and let them perform their duties. If necessary, it is not a pity to abandon them.
Mori Ougai didn't know why he used the ward again.
Was it out of compensation for the protagonist of the kidnapping, an innocent victim; or was it a show of concern to show the leader's benevolence; or was it the momentary hesitation in his heart when he saw the blood-stained chip handed to him by Chuuya Nakahara?
In short, under his arrangement, Gongye Mu was admitted to the safest ward except for the chief's room.
Not only did he perfectly serve as a reasonable excuse for the Port Mafia to wipe out the Zhonghui, he also completely destroyed the last trump card of the Zhonghui, strangling the lifeblood of the □□ organization that originally monopolized the underground casino business and forcing it to exit miserably.
The tragic events of the Zhonghui incident are still fresh in people’s minds and continue to intimidate affiliated organizations in Japan and even abroad that have rebellious intentions towards the port mafia.
At least within the next ten years, there won’t be another confederation that commits self-destruction.
The port mafia got rid of its long-standing troublemaker almost without bloodshed, and it was so successful that it was hard not to suspect that it was premeditated. There were many people who thought so, and there were voices of opposition within the organization. However, when they saw the current situation of the protagonist of this incident, they fell silent.
Thanks to the port mafia's abundant financial and human resources as well as Japan's top medical technology, as long as the breathing has not completely stopped, the person can be saved, and even if he or she lies in the intensive care unit for a year or two, it is nothing.
The real problem lies with the thorns created by the ability.
The plants created by the woman named Teng feed on superpowers. They have little effect on ordinary people, but are like an incurable chronic poison to superpowers. Zhong will show no mercy to his enemies, and the thorns of the thorns will be like a thorn in his bones, and will always exist with his superpowers.
Fuji had been tortured beyond recognition in the underground interrogation room - she had finally seen a demon who was more vicious and cruel than she was - that man was simply a devil in human skin. The woman cried and cursed, and all the information was dug out but it was still useless. It was not that she was hard-headed, but she really didn't know that it was the first time that her flower was broken halfway through use.
As for the research on supernatural powers, all countries in the world are still at the most superficial stage, keeping secrets from each other and being hostile to each other. Therefore, it is impossible to completely eliminate it with existing technology.
Gong Ye Mu completed the task so well that if he had not almost died in the secret room on the ship, it would almost seem that everything was within his plan.
In everyone's impression, he was not someone who would take such a dangerous gamble with his life.
Even Mori Owl thought so.
As a subordinate, Mutsuhiro Kono is undoubtedly excellent, and it is a pity to lose such a subordinate who has the potential to become a cadre.
In Mori Gugai's original idea, all he needed was for Kouno Seira to be captured by the Nakakai - he might be tortured in private to vent his anger, or he might not - and the Port Mafia could tear up the cooperation agreement openly on the grounds that he had breached the contract. It didn't matter how badly he was hurt, the Port Mafia just wanted a result.
As for his special abilities...if he wanted to, maybe he wouldn't even have to get hurt.
The plan did not produce such a big harvest as chips. What went wrong?
Or is it that I stop talking and stand up——
After hearing the report that Gong Ye Mu had woken up, Mori Ogai immediately suppressed the news and rushed to the ward with such doubts in mind.
He told himself that this was the care and consideration a leader should have for his subordinates.
Hospital bed. For more than half a year after he came out of the underground cell, Gongye Mutsu seemed to have been associated with this word. He spent more days with injuries than healthy ones.
As a doctor, Mori Ogai has seen what patients in the intensive care unit look like countless times. His scalpel has saved people and killed people. He has seen more faces full of despair than those who are grateful for surviving a disaster. This has made him indifferent when facing the life that is about to slip away.
The ECG and EEG monitors, bronchoscopes, critical ultrasounds, and ventilators were all functioning normally. When Sen Ou came in, he took a quick look and saw nothing unusual in the graphics displayed.
In the dim ward, after closing his only pair of richly colored eyes, the gray-haired boy looked like a ghost that was forced to stay in the human world by various exquisite instruments, so ethereal and fragile that it seemed like he would melt away in the next second.
Mori Ogai stood still in front of the bed, and Alice followed him obediently, with only a pair of slightly twinkling blue eyes showing.
The boy was indeed awake, but he didn't have the strength to make any big movements. He noticed the movements in the room, and his eyelashes trembled slowly, revealing a bit of gold.
The pupils that were half-hidden under the eyelashes slowly gathered some spirit and turned towards the direction outside the forest.
There was no anger or resentment, only a thin mist on the calm sea surface.
Ma, ya, ku, hemp medicine.
Every slight change was slow, he mouthed.
"so it is……"
Sen Ouwai stared at him steadily, as if he had taken off the mask of the leader of the past, revealing his sharp edge, decisiveness, coldness and sharpness.
All explanations, consolations, apologies, praises, and cover-ups are no longer necessary from this moment on.
Only the two of them understood what this meant.
It was not a happy accident as Mori Gugai had imagined, but a fair deal. Mutsuyoshi gave him information of top-secret value, and in exchange, he had to put an end to the drug trade that would wreak havoc on Yokohama's underground if it was not controlled.
Because he is the leader of the port mafia, he must agree to the benefits he receives, and once he agrees, he must do it.
It's more like sarcasm than trust.
"……I see."
After a while, Mori Ouwai sighed, his murderous aura disappeared, and he sat down on the chair next to the bed with a little fatigue: "Kunino-kun, you really surprised me."
Not getting a response, the boy closed his eyes again. Just lip-syncing had already exhausted all his strength.
Mori Ou was alone, not knowing what he was thinking. After a long while, he finally left the ward. Before he walked out of the room, the black-haired man raised his voice slightly and said, "Don't worry, take good care of yourself."
The room returned to darkness and silence again.
In the system space, even without the restrictions of the flesh, Gongye Shengliang was still in a coma. There was no need to worry too much about the health bar, as the system had a blood lock mechanism, but it was powerless against the mental power system.
The light ball flew around, racking its brains to pick out several decoration plans suitable for human cultivation spirit from the database, and projected the CG generated from the contractor's past memories, turning the pure white space that was unshakable into a bunch of fancy things, hoping to create a warm environment for the contractor.
So when Kono Seiryoshi finally woke up after an unknown amount of time, he opened his eyes and was directly confronted by Chairman Hibari's extremely impactful, powerful, 3D-surrounding Duckweed Crutches.
——My heart is at a standstill.
Kono Seiryoshi: "...I must be having a nightmare. Good night."
[Contractor! You finally woke up, wuwuwuwu——!]
The ball of light rushed towards him at the speed of a 100-meter sprint, then narrowly stopped when it was about to hit him, and touched his fingers with the feathers on its wings.
[Does it still hurt? When I went to report it, the main system said that there was nothing wrong with my function! I don't believe it. I took the risk and reduced the pain to 5%!]
"It's not your problem. I kind of understand how it works."
Kono Seiryoshi opened the data stream and prepared to review all his experiences since coming to this world in order to verify his thoughts.
But he was stopped by the system after just two attempts. The light ball took on the same tough attitude as when they first met. Although it was no longer majestic, it still had its momentum and forced him to rest.
"I'm already resting." Kono Seiryoshi pointed to the sleeping body outside.
[That's not accurate.] A big "X" appeared on the outer shell of the light ball. [The mind also needs to rest.]
"But I just woke up..." Gong Ye Shengliang was helpless. He just checked the time and found that it had been a month since the day he was kidnapped. He was even more depressed. "I don't want to sleep anymore. Are there any games to play?"
Light Ball: [Searching for mass...]
Kono Seiryoshi: “No.”
After a brief negotiation, a consensus was quickly reached that one person would take charge.
Therefore, while Kono Seiryoshi's body was suffering from the treatment of a vegetative state outside, his spirit was playing the game of drawing joker cards with the system.
Play for a while, rest for a while, then look up information for a while, and several days pass by like this.
After regaining some control of his body, at least able to perform basic movements like turning his head and reaching out his hands, Kono Seiryoshi returned to reality.
There were only a few fixed people he could see in the ward, which made him feel a little relieved. But whether it was an escape or weakness, he had not yet figured out how to face those familiar faces.
The head of the medical department, Dr. Songyuan, developed a new drug and asked for his opinion: "… the number of experiments is not enough for it to be released to the public. It can quickly stimulate cell activity, but at the same time, the side effects are also very obvious. The activity of nerve cells is also greatly enhanced during injection, so the pain is severe. In addition, the impact on life expectancy…"
"Use it, doctor."
Kono Seiryoshi interrupted the other party halfway through the conversation.
After the pain was reduced to 10%, he didn't feel much. As for his life expectancy, he didn't plan to live long.
He could use his special ability to restore himself to normal in an instant, because this was also impossible according to common sense, but he didn't want to waste time on it.
Moreover, after Kono Seiryoshi understood the purpose of his special ability, he almost immediately thought of what to use it for. There was no need to waste it otherwise.
Every side effect of this new drug is preparing for his eventual death.