Zongman: I became the Prime Minister in the world of science

After traveling to a manga world dominated by the “science world”, he obtained the golden finger for career and love.

As long as you make the important heroines fall in love with you sincerely, you can gain attribute points and skill points.

And if you can become the Prime Minister of Neon, you can get the ultimate reward.

As the fiancé of Shinomiya Kaguya, the lover of Vermouth, the relative of Yukinoshita Haruno and the Yukino sisters, Fujiwara Toru has established his goal and the peak of his life is just around the corner!

But when ‘Kawamata Kayako’ and ‘Kawakami Tomie’ also appeared in front of him, Fujiwara Toru found that something was wrong with this world.

Can I gain skill points by making a ghost fall in love with me?

Urgent question: What should I pay attention to if I want to become the Prime Minister of Japan?

Answer: You must wear the best bulletproof vest and a helmet on your head at all times, the kind that can protect your neck, and there must be bulletproof glass on all four sides when you are giving a speech!

Zongman: I became the Prime Minister in the world of science
Chapter 1 Vermouth
America, New York, the city that never sleeps, Park Hyatt Hotel.
Toru Fujiwara opened his eyes and looked out the floor-to-ceiling window of the hotel room.
This is the upper floor of Park Hyatt Hotel, and the nearest high-rise building is about a hundred meters away.
The suite, which is over 200 square meters in size, has a high-altitude garden view on the outside. Standing in the garden and looking down, you can see the busy scene of the metropolis.
As a luxury suite with a nightly accommodation cost of up to five thousand dollars, it is definitely not affordable for ordinary people.
The morning sunlight shone through the glass window onto the large bed. Fujiwara Toru narrowed his eyes and looked to his side as if nothing had happened.
A woman with long light blonde hair was standing with her back to him, and through the gap in the quilt, he could see her graceful, white back.
Fujiwara Toru quietly lifted the quilt and walked down from the bed, leaving a mess of clothes on the luxurious wooden floor.
Women’s black bras and panties and men’s boxer briefs were scattered all over the floor.
Even in the room with the air purifier on, you can still smell the sexual desire between a man and a woman, which shows what happened here last night.
“Boy, what are you going to do?”
A lazy, charming and passionate voice of a woman came from the bed, causing Fujiwara Toru, who was getting dressed, to pause.
He turned his back to the woman on the bed, quickly put on his underwear, and said, “My family sent me a message asking me to go back.”
“Pah—”
That’s the sound of a lighter lighting up.
A woman with long light blonde hair and a curvy figure was leaning against the head of the bed.
She ignored the quilt sliding down her frozen skin, and a lighted women’s cigarette was pinched between her index and middle fingers.
She had long, slender fingers with light-colored manicure on her nails, and she was puffing away on a cigarette.
After blowing away the smoke in front of her, the woman turned her head and looked at the man who had put on his pants and shirt and had his back to her, and complained with a little emptiness:
“Boy, you don’t just want to play with me, do you? Was it just a one-night stand yesterday? But after all, I am eight years older than you.”
At the end, there was a hint of self-mockery in the woman’s words.
Fujiwara Toru buttoned up his shirt and said, “How could that be? Chris, don’t let your imagination run wild. Something really happened at home.”
“Aren’t you going to an audition this afternoon? I’ll come find you in the evening. How about we go to the bar for a drink?”
The woman called Chris blew out another puff of smoke, and her voice became much softer: “The audition is just a formality. I have already been confirmed as the lead role. It doesn’t matter whether I go or not.”
“Boy, it’s almost noon, do you want to go to the hotel restaurant for lunch?”
At this time, Fujiwara Toru had already walked into the bathroom, brushed his teeth and washed his face, then tidied his clothes and replied casually:
“I’m just a little-known person, and I’m Asian. Chris, you’re a big star in Hollywood right now. We’ll be in trouble if we’re photographed by the paparazzi.”
Toru Fujiwara stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom. He slapped his face and let out a breath.
It has been almost twenty years since I traveled to this world, and it was not until a year ago that my memory was fully restored.
I don’t know if time travel also has the setting of a mystery in the womb. From birth to the age of nineteen, Fujiwara Toru knew that he was a time traveler, but his memory before the time travel was always vague.
It was not until a year ago, after experiencing a special event, that his memories before the time travel were completely recalled, and he discovered that this was actually an anime world!
Fujiwara Toru’s eyes were dazed for a moment, and something appeared in his eyes that only he could see.
【Name: Fujiwara Toru (Chang Cheh)】
[Physical fitness: 10 (muscle strength, nerve reflexes, physical immunity and recovery)][Skills: Learning, Sports, Mystery][You gained 1 physical fitness point][You have obtained 1 S-level skill point][You have gained the special ability ‘Yin Yang Eyes’][You get a chance to draw a ‘black technology’ item]“…”
[Final mission: Becoming the Prime Minister of Japan or the President of America has been opened]“Sure enough, now is the golden finger fully activated.”
Fujiwara Toru whispered.
He could see this panel when he was very young, but he never knew how to use this golden finger.
But when he was thirteen years old, he suddenly gained a physical fitness point and a B-level skill point. He was overjoyed and began to carefully analyze and study this golden finger.
After some experiments, he finally discovered the principle of this golden finger.
Simply put, this is a “female favorability” reactor. When a woman develops genuine male-female feelings for him, he will be rewarded.
It’s just that Fujiwara Toru was too young before the age of thirteen, and the little kids he met didn’t understand what true feelings between men and women were, so the golden finger never responded.
After discovering the secret of the golden finger, Toru Fujiwara immediately turned into a scumbag and began to deceive girls everywhere.
In addition, he has been in America, where early love is a normal thing. In seven years, he has deceived countless girls’ bodies and minds, and then used the skill points he obtained to strengthen himself.
But Fujiwara Toru found that the problem was not completely solved.
No matter how much those women love him and how much they like him, he can only get A-level skill points at most, and his physical fitness will no longer increase after reaching the ordinary person’s limit of 10 points.
It wasn’t until he met this woman that Fujiwara Toru’s golden finger finally began to change.
“Not only did I gain an S-level skill point, but I also unlocked a mysterious skill that I had been unable to unlock. I also have the opportunity to further enhance my physical fitness, and I can truly break through the limits of ordinary humans.”
Fujiwara Toru took a deep breath. All of this was related to the woman outside who had made love with him last night.
The biggest difference between this woman and the women he had met in the past was that she was an “important female character” in the anime!
“I see. I think I understand what Gold Finger wants.”
Fujiwara Toru wiped his hands with a towel and walked out of the bathroom.
Chris had already stepped off the bed, her slender feet touching the floor.
She looked at Fujiwara Toru and gave him a cold and charming smile: “Boy, this is free America. I am an actor, not a Japanese idol.”
“Even if paparazzi caught us dating, people wouldn’t say anything. You’ve lived in Japan for the past year, but don’t bring Japanese thinking to America.”
Having said that, Chris turned around gracefully, picked up the black lace women’s underwear on the ground, stretched the straps to her snow-white back, and hooked her finger at Fujiwara Toru with her back turned.
The meaning was obvious, which was to let Fujiwara Toru go over and fasten her bra.
Toru Fujiwara did not walk over. Instead, he gently put his hand into the collar of the suit jacket he was wearing.
When Chris saw that Fujiwara Toru did not come over to help her put on her bra, she raised her slender eyebrows, as if she was somewhat dissatisfied with his lack of understanding of the situation, so she had to fumble with it herself and continued:
“Boy, we have known each other for so long, but we have never been to a bar together. I should get to know you better. What kind of wine do you like to drink?”
Toru Fujiwara pulled out a Beretta M9-A3 tactical pistol equipped with a silencer from his suit.
He bent his elbows, aimed at the woman in front of him with a standard CARS tactical move, and chuckled:
“I like the sherry cocktail, which is three-quarters sherry and one-quarter French vermouth (Balmouth), preferably with a drop of orange-flavored liqueur.”
“This wine is light, sweet, rich, and slightly bitter, which makes it very memorable.”
Belmode seemed unaware that she was being pointed at by a gun, and she slowly turned around.
And in Vermouth’s hand, a delicate special pistol, the size of a woman’s palm, appeared at some point, and it was also aimed at Fujiwara Toru!
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When Fujiwara Toru saw the special pistol in Vermouth’s hand, his eyes narrowed slightly.
I was actually exposed!
This was Fujiwara Toru’s first thought.
Then he quickly started thinking about where he was exposed.
Every detail of his contact with Chris Wynyard, or more precisely, with Vermouth, flashed through Toru Fujiwara’s mind.
Various images and pictures flashed through his mind, but Fujiwara Toru still didn’t realize when his identity was exposed.
Seeing the contemplation in Fujiwara Toru’s eyes, Vermouth, who was only wearing a bra and panties with the black stockings she had just put on on her slender, white legs, revealed a playful smile.
“Fujiwara Toru, the illegitimate son of Fujiwara Yoshitaka, the current chairman of the Neon National Security Council, has half Chinese blood.”
“Your mother was deceived by Fujiwara Yoshitaka and became pregnant with you. The Fujiwara family did not recognize your identity. She brought you to America when you were three years old, and died of illness when you were five years old.”
“Because you were an illegal immigrant, you wandered the streets of America when you were five years old. You were taken in by an orphanage, and when you were eight years old, you were taken away by the current director of the CIA for special training.”
“You have excelled under the CIA’s training, far surpassing the average person, and have become the adopted son of the current CIA director.”
“You have personally planned and single-handedly wiped out the Colombian drug cartel, and arrested the leader of the drug cartel and put him in prison. At the age of 20, you became a CIA agent supervisor, codenamed ‘Wicker’.”
Belmore walked slowly, holding the lady’s cigarette between her slender fingers and exhaling the smoke gently.
Her cigarette had a mint flavor, and Fujiwara Toru, who was a few steps away from her, could smell the non-pungent scent.
Toru Fujiwara was not impatient either. He pointed the silenced pistol in his hand at Vermouth and walked to the sofa beside him and sat down.
“Oh? How do you know this?”
Although he said this, Fujiwara Toru was cursing in his heart.
Damn, there is an undercover agent from the Black Organization in the CIA, and his position is not low!
There are thirteen levels within the CIA, divided into four parts: Management, Operations, Technology, and Intelligence.
Fujiwara Toru naturally belongs to the Operations Department. As a special agent inspector, Fujiwara Toru is at the fourth level, which is already a high-ranking official considering his age.
There are nine levels above him, but the CIA is managed linearly, so except for the director, not everyone knows the identities of the agents below.
Especially since Fujiwara Toru belongs to the Special Operations Department, there are only a few people who know his identity and can investigate his past information, and those people are all of high status.
The names of those people flashed quickly in his mind. Who was the undercover agent who exposed his information?
If I find out, I’ll stuff your head into the toilet tonight!
Belmode gently lifted her permed light golden hair and revealed a mysterious and charming smile: “Secrets make women more attractive, Boy.”
Fujiwara Toru remained calm, as if he didn’t care about his identity being exposed, and said again: “Then Miss Vermouth, if you have any information about me, why not tell me all of it.”
Belmore smiled very femininely:
“You returned to Neon a year ago and transferred from Phillips Exeter School to Shuchiin Academy as a third-year student. You received a high ranking in the Neon National Entrance Examination and applied to Neon Tokyo University.”
“You ranked first in the entrance exam for the University of Tokyo. You are such a smart boy. You can study while working for the CIA.”
Fujiwara Toru had no expression on his face.
He even used cheats, so naturally he gained a learning ability far beyond that of ordinary people. Especially since he worked very hard, it was not difficult for him to get good grades in high school.
But even so, it is not easy to get the first place in the entrance examination of the University of Tokyo. There is no shortage of geniuses in this world.
The reason why Toru Fujiwara got the first place is very simple.
As a top agent in the CIA who can mobilize some CIA resources, it is not difficult for him to use the power of America to steal the contents of the Tokyo University entrance examination in Neon.
He also knows how to use his power.
“But I’m curious, boy, why do you want to return to Japan? Phillips Exeter Academy is a top high school in the United States. With your grades, it will be easy for you to enter Stanford, Harvard and other prestigious schools in the future.”
“But you returned to Neon and got admitted to the University of Tokyo. Could it be that the CIA is going to do something shameful in Neon?”
“Or maybe it’s because your relatives are in Neon. I remember you have a cousin and two cousins ​​named Fujiwara Toyoshi, Fujiwara Chika, and Fujiwara Moe?”
Vermouth’s smile was gorgeous and her aura was powerful, as if she had taken the initiative.
But Fujiwara Toru was very calm. He smiled and said, “The Fujiwara family is a political family that has been passed down in Japan for a thousand years. It is the first of the five regent families and has many people in politics.”
“Oh, of course, for your organization, these are meaningless. Even if it is the Prime Minister of Japan and the President of the United States, you dare to assassinate them.”
“Are you trying to threaten me with my so-called family? If so, I advise you to give up on this idea.”
“You can try to assassinate them right now. If you fail, that’s another matter. If you succeed, you can see if I am even a little sad.”
“Since your organization already knows my identity as a bastard, you should understand that for someone like me, so-called relatives are not important to me at all.”
After a pause, Fujiwara Toru continued: “…Of course, they are still my relatives after all. If they die, I will avenge them.”
“Like right now, Vermouth, you know my abilities, but you still dare to face me with a gun. You don’t really think you can kill me, do you? Or are you outside right now, with a sniper aiming at me?”
Toru Fujiwara looked out the window. This was a high floor of the hotel, and it was easy to identify a place that could be used as a sniper position.
“There are no snipers outside. No one in the organization knows your identity except me and the boss.”
“It’s just that I’m very sad and upset now. Boy, have you known my identity for a long time and have been deceiving me all this time?”
Vermouth suddenly revealed a self-deprecating sad smile: “… As expected, as a witch, I shouldn’t expect to be saved by angels. People like me will eventually fall into hell.”
Vermouth’s acting skills are very good. After all, the identity she once played, or that was her original identity, was Sharon Wynyard, the former Hollywood movie queen.
Even Fujiwara Toru didn’t dare to say that he could see through Vermouth’s acting skills, but he had a hunch that Vermouth was not acting now, but was expressing her true feelings.
Fujiwara Toru was silent for a moment, then said calmly:
“I didn’t know your true identity before. After all, who would have thought that Sharon Wynyard and Chrissie Wynyard, the famous Hollywood actress mother and daughter, would be the same person.”
“And they are members of an international criminal organization.”
Toru Fujiwara stared at Vermouth’s beautiful, charming and extremely feminine face.
There was no mask on her face, which Fujiwara Toru had checked.
Chris Wynyard is Vermouth’s most important and currently her most fundamental hidden identity. It is impossible for her to wear the mask all the time, otherwise it will be accidentally exposed one day.
However, Chrissie Wynyard is not Vermouth’s real appearance, but she used makeup to slightly change her facial features.
Vermouth’s hair is platinum color close to silver, and the light gold color now is not a wig, but a color dyed in the simplest way!
Toru Fujiwara did not lie to her. At the beginning, he really didn’t know that Chris Wynyard was Vermouth. His memory at that time was not complete.
Only after his memories of his previous life were completely restored did he fully understand the identity of Vermouth.
“Belmode, you have committed many crimes. You have killed FBI and CIA agents, as well as MI6 in England and even the former KGB. You have been stained with the blood of all of them.”
“Although you are called the ‘Thousand-Faced Witch’, technology is very advanced nowadays. You have revealed too much information. If I send your information to these intelligence agencies, do you think you can survive?”
Fujiwara Toru’s words left Vermouth silent.
She knew very well that her abilities might be strong, but they were not direct force.
Besides, no matter how strong she is, she will definitely not survive facing the pursuit of so many organizations.
Although the Black Organization is very powerful and has its own people in many intelligence agencies, it cannot control these intelligence agencies and does not have the ability to do so.
Fujiwara Toru then said leisurely: “Of course the most incredible thing is that everyone thought you, the ‘Thousand-Faced Witch’, used disguise to maintain your youthful appearance.”
“But you have revealed too much to me. You are at least fifty years old, but your face remains in your twenties.”
“This is not something that medical beauty can achieve. I’m curious, how do you stay young forever?”
Belmode’s expression changed. This was the thing she least wanted to be discovered, and it was also the secret she had been hiding.
Fujiwara Toru ignored Belmode’s changing expression. His eyes fell on a red plum blossom on the bed and he said in a strange tone:
“I never expected that you would be an old maid. Although your acting skills are good, your clumsy movements still expose the truth about you.”
After all, Fujiwara Toru is a veteran and has seen all kinds of women. He will definitely not be able to hide Vermouth’s acting skills in this regard from him!
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Chapter 3: Kamiji-ryu Karate (Old Version)
In Toru Fujiwara’s memory, it seemed that in Conan’s world, Vermouth and Gin had a physical relationship.
But at this moment, Fujiwara Toru was able to prove that this was false. At least in the world he traveled through, this setting was problematic.
Belmode has never had any relationship with any man, and she had personally proved her inexperience in this regard last night.
At this moment, Vermouth suddenly dropped the small special pistol in his hand.
She sat on the edge of the bed in her underwear, puffing smoke from a lady’s cigarette between her slender fingers, while showing her defenseless state to Fujiwara Toru.
“Give up?”
Fujiwara Toru, who was sitting on the sofa, held the pistol with an extremely steady hand. He raised his eyebrows and asked.
“I don’t think I can fight a top agent who can take out a drug cartel single-handedly at this distance with an underpowered pistol.”
Belmode raised her delicate chin and exhaled a puff of smoke. She was self-aware in this regard.
Fujiwara Toru is considered as a dangerous person in the organization’s list as the FBI’s Akai Shuichi.
Compared to Shuichi Akai who is extremely good at shooting, especially sniping, Toru Fujiwara is not as good as Shuichi Akai in shooting, but his overall quality is far superior to that FBI agent.
However, in the organization, Toru Fujiwara is far less threatening than Shuichi Akai. The main reason is that Shuichi Akai has been investigating the organization, while Toru Fujiwara has no interest in the organization.
Therefore, the organization had no intention of killing Fujiwara Toru, but just let Vermouth try to contact him to see if he could be recruited.
Even if the recruitment fails, there is no need to offend such a rising star in the CIA.
Unlike those pure politicians, no matter how high the politician’s status is, he will be killed.
However, if the assassination of this extremely powerful person fails, the organization will face endless revenge.
The organization is already in chaos enough, and we don’t want to cause any more trouble.
Belmode couldn’t help but recall what happened a year ago.
Under the organization’s arrangement, she met Fujiwara Toru at a celebrity charity dinner under the identity of Chris Wynyard.
As the adopted son of the current CIA director, Toru Fujiwara’s apparent identity has nothing to do with the CIA. He is just an ‘ordinary’ high school student with excellent academic performance.
After that meeting, the two had frequent interactions. Because of a serial killer incident, she was saved by Fujiwara Toru. Since then, Vermouth’s feelings for Fujiwara Toru have changed.
She no longer had a purpose in her contact, but wanted to understand this boy whom she regarded as an ‘angel’ with true feelings.
Unlike most Americans who fall in love very quickly.
Vermouth was extremely cautious, and it was only after spending several months with Fujiwara Toru that she realized the changes in her emotions and gradually fell deeply into them.
It was not until yesterday that she invited Fujiwara Toru to the hotel and boldly had sex with him.
But the man and woman who were hugging each other and enjoying each other’s pleasure last night had to confront each other with guns early this morning, which made Belmode feel deeply tired and bitter.
It turned out that the other party had known my identity for a long time. People like me are indeed not worthy of the angel’s blessing.
Although she knew it was dangerous to have an emotional exchange with a top CIA agent who was also good at acting, Vermouth still entered into this relationship like a moth to a flame.
Except for a very small number of people who are born cold-blooded, most people will have light in their hearts when they are in the deepest darkness.
With all these messy things in her mind, Belmore realized that she was actually a sentimental woman.
Sometimes she envied Gin, that cold-blooded guy, who didn’t have so many troubles.
This is the trouble with women.
“Boy, what are you going to do? Are you going to kill me?”
Belmode asked calmly. Although there was fear of death in his eyes, that was just human instinct.
She knew that she had done a lot of bad things in her life and killed many people. Even if she was killed here by Fujiwara Toru, she deserved it.
Even Belmode wondered, if being killed by the angel in his mind would be a kind of redemption?
Toru Fujiwara ignored Vermouth. He took advantage of his free time to add all the points that could be added to the golden finger.
Adding 1 point of physical fitness, his physical fitness attribute becomes 11.
At this time, it can be said that Fujiwara Toru was gradually moving towards breaking through human limits.
However, according to Toru Fujiwara’s many years of research, physical fitness points are not effective immediately after being added. They still require hard practice.
This point merely increases the upper limit of the physical functions that Fujiwara Toru can achieve.
In addition to 1 point of physical fitness, he also got 1 point of S-level skill point.
Fujiwara Toru opened the sports skills with ease and found “Karate”.
What skills should you learn when you come to Conan’s world? No need to think, learning karate is the right choice, this is simply a cheating skill!
Haven’t you seen that Kyogoku Makoto, he’s like a fucking Super Saiyan.
On Fujiwara Toru’s panel, the karate level is ‘A’, which was the limit that Fujiwara Toru could reach no matter how hard he tried, because he could not get S-level skill points.
But when Belmode developed real feelings for him, he finally got the first S-level skill point in his life!
When Fujiwara Toru’s memory of his previous life was fully restored, he immediately went to learn karate, and his style was the Uchi-ryu karate.
In the past, Toru Fujiwara added the skill points he obtained to karate and upgraded it to A-level. Coupled with his own physical fitness, even if the founder of Kamichi-ryu came, Toru Fujiwara was confident that he could defeat the opponent.
But even so, after watching the video of Kyogoku Makoto’s game, Fujiwara Toru found that he was still no match for Kyogoku Makoto.
The opponent’s karate level has definitely reached S-level, which is close to Taoism. Moreover, Kyogoku Makoto’s karate can have such destructive power, which shows that the opponent’s physical fitness is not inferior to his own.
That is definitely a chasm that is difficult for mortals to cross in their lifetime.
Fortunately, Fujiwara Toru has a golden finger, and now his karate level has reached S-level, and now he has the opportunity to break through the limits of the human body.
I believe that after hard training, I will be able to surpass Kyogoku Makoto, the strongest person in Conan’s world!
Fujiwara Toru came to his senses and his hand was on the trigger.
Vermouth showed a calm expression, but Fujiwara Toru had no intention of shooting.
He has no grudge against the Black Organization, so why would he kill Vermouth and make enemies with this organization?
Besides, there was no need for him to kill a woman who had real feelings for him and even gave her body to him.
Why is Toru Fujiwara so sure of Vermouth’s feelings for him?
Because he got S-level skill points from Vermouth!
Of course, the most important thing is that Belmode has never had any hostility towards him, nor has he ever thought of attacking him.
“I.love.you.and.thats.all.I.really.know…”
Taylor Swift’s “Love.story” ringtone came from Toru Fujiwara’s phone.
At the same time, a slightly strange song with the flavor of a Japanese nursery rhyme rang out from Vermouth’s cell phone.
The two looked at each other, picked up their phones at the same time, and said in unison: “Boss!”
The person who called Fujiwara Toru was his adoptive father, current CIA Director Spencer.
After hearing what Vermouth said, Fujiwara Toru was a little surprised. The person who called her was actually the mysterious boss of the Black Organization!
Chapter 4 Please Call Me John Wick (Old Version)
“Okay, I got it, Boss!”
Fujiwara Toru put his phone down.
The person who just called him was his adoptive father Spencer, and Spencer only asked for one thing on the phone, don’t kill Vermouth!
The FBI has been investigating Vermouth’s identity, but the director of the CIA has long known that Chris Wynyard is Vermouth.
Combined with the detailed information that Vermouth had just told him about himself, Fujiwara Toru finally confirmed one thing.
There are indeed people from the Black Organization in the CIA, and that person is the CIA Director!
We are ready to fight to the death, why did Your Majesty surrender first?
“No, it’s not an undercover job, but a partnership.”
Fujiwara Toru thought about it and quickly confirmed it.
If the Black Organization could allow an undercover agent to become the director of the CIA, then this organization would not be investigated by intelligence organizations around the world, and might even be wanted for destruction.
Although the Black Organization is powerful, it is just an international criminal group formed after the war. It is still a long way to go before it can get involved in the CIA, which is only responsible to the President of the United States.
At this time, Belmode also put down the phone, and the originally solemn and murderous atmosphere relaxed.
The two people who were “shouting for fighting and killing” just now turned out to be comrades-in-arms at this moment.
“Boy, it’s best not to point the gun at anyone. It would be bad if the gun went off accidentally.”
“I’m really about to fire the gun.”
Fujiwara Toru smiled, suggesting something.
Without the threat to her life, Vermouth regained her mysterious and charming look.
She got up from the bed and stretched in her black lace underwear. Her soft waist formed a perfect arc, revealing her curves, and she stretched her slender body to her heart’s content.
Fujiwara Toru silently put away the pistol.
Just as Belmode was about to say something, the doorbell of the luxury suite suddenly rang.
“who?”
Fujiwara Toru shouted outside the bedroom.
“Sir, I have brought you the food you ordered.”
Fujiwara Toru glanced at Belmode, who nodded slightly: “I ordered the meal when I got up just now.”
Upon hearing this, Fujiwara Toru picked up Belmode’s clothes from the ground, threw them to her and said, “Put on your clothes.”
After saying that, he left the bedroom and came to the living room. He walked to the entrance corridor and looked out through the peephole. A waiter was standing outside the house pushing a dining car.
Fujiwara Toru opened the door, made way, and said to the waiter, “Push the dining cart in.”
The waiter pushed the dining cart into the living room, and Vermouth put on her clothes and walked out of the bedroom.
“Sir, please sign here.”
The waiter took out a pencil and the bill and handed them to Fujiwara Toru.
Fujiwara Toru took the pencil, and suddenly, his expression turned cold. The right hand holding the pencil moved with lightning speed, and his arm turned into a phantom, and instantly stabbed the pencil into the waiter’s trachea at the throat!
At the same time, he opened the five fingers of his left hand, swung his arm like a giant hammer, and hit the waiter’s temple with his big ears.
The waiter felt a pain in his throat, and his brain seemed to explode. He fell to the ground with stars in his eyes.
The pencil that pierced his trachea made him unable to make any sound. He could only make “ho ho” sounds while lying on the ground. Soon his pupils dilated and he died of suffocation.
Just as Vermouth was puzzled, Fujiwara Toru suddenly lifted the tablecloth on the dining cart, revealing not food at all, but an MP9 submachine gun!
Seeing the submachine gun, Belmode’s face was solemn: “How do you know he is a fake waiter?”
Fujiwara Toru explained: “I just saw his hand. There are thick calluses between the thumb and index finger. Those are the calluses formed by years of holding guns.”
“Secondly, waiters in this kind of high-end hotel have special training. The way he served the meal just now was totally inconsistent with the etiquette, and even had many mistakes. He is definitely not a waiter for this hotel.”
With Vermouth’s understanding of acting, even if she didn’t notice these details, she should have been able to see the problem with the waiter’s acting just now.
However, at this time, Belmode’s mind was in a mess, so he didn’t notice it at the first time.
She glanced at the dead waiter and sighed.
This man was definitely a master, but he was killed by Fujiwara Toru with a pencil. It was simply miraculous.
Suddenly, Fujiwara Toru’s hair stood on end, and alarm bells rang in his mind. He whispered, “Get down!”
As he shouted this, he lunged forward and knocked Belmode to the ground.
The next moment——
“Da da da da!!”
There was a burst of rapid gunfire outside the house, and countless bullet holes penetrated the door and shot into the living room.
The metal storm swept everything, and the water cups in the living room were shattered by bullets, and water flowed all over the floor.
The sofa was pierced with large holes by bullets, revealing the sponge inside. The decorations on the wall fell to the ground, and the entire living room was shattered in an instant, like a ruin.
At this time, Fujiwara Toru had already grabbed Vermouth, crawled forward, and climbed into the inner room of the bedroom.
As long as he is still a carbon-based creature with flesh and blood, no matter how he pushes the limits of the human body, he will never be able to withstand the baptism of a storm of bullets!
Just as Fujiwara Toru hugged Vermouth and crawled into the inner room, the shattered door in the corridor collapsed with a loud bang.
A flash bomb was thrown into the living room from outside the house, and a noise of 170 decibels and a bright light of up to 6 million candela burst out instantly.
Fortunately, Fujiwara Toru brought Vermouth into the inner room at this time. Otherwise, under this flash bomb, although he would not be knocked unconscious directly after special training, he would definitely not be able to tell the directions for a certain period of time.
Three fully armed men quickly rushed into the house, and after seeing that there was no one in the living room, they all looked towards the bedroom door.
One of them nodded, took out another flash bomb and threw it into the bedroom.
It happened in a flash. Just as the flash bomb had just jumped over the door frame, a whip kick flashed by. At the critical moment, Fujiwara Toru used a trick of the king of football to accurately bring the flash bomb back.
“Bang!”
The three militants obviously didn’t expect this trick. High-decibel noise and strong light erupted again. The huge vibration instantly made the three lose their combat effectiveness.
Fujiwara Toru lay on his side on the ground and slid past the door frame, firing several shots from the M9 in his hand, two shots to the chest and one to the head, killing the three people instantly with extreme accuracy!
At the moment of killing three people, the magazine fell to the ground and a new magazine had been replaced. Fujiwara Toru rushed into the living room with small steps, holding the gun in both hands to confirm safety, and then came to the collapsed door and checked the corridor.
In the corridor, a waiter of the hotel was squatting on the ground with his hands on his head. His posture was very standard. It seemed that Americans were accustomed to gunfights and everyone knew how to deal with it.
After temporarily confirming that it was safe, Toru Fujiwara returned to the house and began to examine the bodies.
“Did the drug cartel come to kill you?”
Although Vermouth was still a little frightened, as a member of the Black Organization, she quickly calmed down.
“It’s not a drug cartel. Drug cartel members don’t have such well-trained personnel, and it’s even more impossible for them to come to the New York Metropolitan Area and attack in such a heavily armed manner.”
“If they are really a drug cartel, then the heads of the FBI and CIA should resign!”
The militants were all holding standard HKump9 submachine guns. Fujiwara Toru removed a magazine and shook it at Belmode, saying:
“Look at these bullets. They are all specially made armor-piercing bullets. They are designed to kill you even if you are wearing a bulletproof vest.”
“They should be the Mossad in Jerusalem. I have dealt with them before and can recognize them. This group of people does things without regard for the consequences. They are capable of carrying out attacks on American soil.”
“I am from the CIA after all, and I have no grudge against Mossad. They are not here to kill me, but you. I am probably just here by chance.”
Fujiwara Toru immediately determined the goal of these people: “…Vermouth, have you been to the Squid Country? What did you do there?”
Belmode’s face looked grim at this time. She quickly took out her cell phone and made a call:
“Gin, there is an undercover agent in the organization, most likely from Mossad. I have been attacked, you must find out who betrayed my whereabouts as soon as possible!”
Not many people know that Chris Wynyard is Vermouth, but there are still people in the Black Organization who know Vermouth’s whereabouts.
After all, members of the Black Organization also have to cooperate in carrying out activities.
At this time, Toru Fujiwara looked at Vermouth’s legs, where blood was flowing down his trouser legs.
He frowned: “Are you hurt?”
Feilu novel, Fei will make you look good!
Chapter 5: Escape and Pursuit (Old Version)
“Sit still, let me check!”
Toru Fujiwara quickly came to Vermouth and helped her sit on the sofa which was barely big enough for someone to sit on, while taking out a tourniquet.
He thought Belmode was shot, so he prepared to use a tourniquet to stop the bleeding and then quickly send him to the hospital.
Not to mention America’s other medical capabilities, but its level of treating gunshot wounds is definitely the best in the world.
Many people, after being shot, do not feel any pain for a short period of time due to the critical situation and the surge of adrenaline, and they do not even know that they have been shot.
Fujiwara Toru thought that Vermouth was the same. The crazy shooting by those militants just now really made people’s heart beat faster and they were full of danger.
However, when the adrenaline fades, people will feel extreme fatigue and pain.
“No, I don’t think I was shot. My leg doesn’t hurt too much.”
Being pressed on the sofa by Fujiwara Toru, Vermouth wanted to say something.
But she saw Fujiwara Toru taking a medicine box from the hotel room and quickly cutting open his trouser legs with scissors. Seeing Fujiwara Toru’s serious look, Vermouth swallowed back the next words he was going to say.
How long has it been since I felt genuine care from someone like this?
It has been so long that even Belmode himself can’t remember it clearly.
She thought her heart had withered long ago, but she never expected that one day, she would become young again and have hope and passion again.
“Boy, you seem to care about me?”
Vermouth looked tenderly at Fujiwara Toru who had cut open her trouser legs, and spoke softly.
Fujiwara Toru raised his head and looked at her without saying anything, just checking her wound.
Vermouth’s calves are straight and slender, and her skin is as delicate as a baby’s. Especially when this pair of legs is wrapped around the waist, it is even more heart-stirring. This is what Fujiwara Toru verified last night.
However, there was a bleeding wound on this white calf.
He checked it carefully and said, “It wasn’t hit by the bullet. Luckily, it just grazed past it.”
As he said this, Fujiwara Toru took out some disinfectant and said, “Bear with it.”
The piercing pain coming from the wound on his leg made Belmore shiver and grit his teeth.
After disinfecting Vermouth’s wound, Fujiwara Toru applied medicine and bandaged it.
“The wound is not too deep, and after timely treatment, it should not leave scars.”
Fujiwara Toru stood up and threw the empty medical kit away.
He asked Belmode again: “Can you walk?”
Belmode stood up and smiled charmingly: “This little injury is nothing. I won’t hold you back.”
Fujiwara Toru nodded, picked up the UMP9 on the ground, threw one to Vermouth and said:
“Based on my understanding of Mossad, these are not the only assassination methods they have. There must be more dangers waiting for us.”
Belmode was not an ordinary woman. She was nimble and calm. She checked the bullets and guns and said, “Boy, how are we going to leave?”
“Go to the underground parking lot. Driving is safer than walking!”
After that, Toru Fujiwara took out his cell phone and sent a message, asking for support.
Those squids might just want to kill Vermouth, but now that I’ve been involved, I should not be polite and should report directly to my superiors.
This is America after all. Even if America and Jerusalem are father and son to each other, we cannot allow them to act like this.
“The CIA does not have the power to dispatch police in the country. In this case, the FBI or SWAT should be notified for support.”
“But we can’t just sit there and wait for help to arrive.”
Toru Fujiwara and Vermouth left the room and walked cautiously to the corridor. Vermouth was also professionally trained. The two of them walked one in front and one behind, carefully walking along the two ends of the corridor and came to the elevator.
There was chaos in the hotel. Although the fierce gun battle just now took place on the upper floors, the news had already spread to the lower floors.
The doors of all the hotel rooms were closed, and guests in the lobby on the first floor were running out screaming. The sounds of sirens and ambulances could be heard in the distance.
Toru Fujiwara and Vermouth were not stupid enough to take the elevator directly to the basement. They would be doomed if someone was guarding the elevator door.
The two took the elevator to the fifth floor and then took the fire escape.
These Mossad personnel are all elite militants, and it is not yet known how many people there are on the other side.
As long as you are not immune to bullets like Superman, you must be extra careful.
A human body of flesh and blood can be killed by just one bullet.
Arriving in front of a Porsche 911 in the underground parking lot, Toru Fujiwara quickly checked the vehicle and found that there was no bomb installed, so he motioned for Vermouth to get in.
The two men sat in the driver’s seat and the co-pilot’s seat respectively. Fujiwara Toru started the vehicle, and the silver-white Porsche 911 quickly drove out of the underground and came to the streets of the metropolis.
“Are we safe?”
Belmode, who was sitting in the passenger seat, moved her legs a little. Her injured leg, after walking so long, made her feel pain again.
Fujiwara Toru glanced to the side, took out a military-issued morphine injection from his clothes and threw it over: “If you feel you can’t bear it, take a shot first.”
After he finished speaking, he looked at the rearview mirror again. Behind his car, there were two black Chevrolet SUVs following him.
“We’ve been discovered, someone is chasing us, sit tight!”
Chapter 6 No, they are surrounded by me! (Old version)
Toru Fujiwara switched the automatic gear to manual gear. The huge engine roared, the tachometer began to soar, the tires of the Porsche 911 rubbed against the ground, making a harsh sound, and the car shot out like lightning.
“Don’t want to kill yourself!”
“Looking for death!”
“Who is so bold as to race a car in the metropolis?”
There were bursts of curses coming from the street. Toru Fujiwara, who was driving a 911, squeezed in and out. Cars slammed on the brakes to avoid being hit, and rolled down their windows to curse.
Anyone who sees a sports car speeding on the street would think it is drag racing.
Fujiwara Toru completely ignored all this. He was fully focused and didn’t care about red lights or green lights. He just wanted to get rid of the vehicles behind him.
Braking, shifting gears, the 911 did a beautiful drift, narrowly missing a large car, and turned left at an intersection, trying to get rid of the SUV behind it.
But no matter how Toru Fujiwara drove to show off his driving skills, the two Chevrolets behind him were still chasing him closely.
“The other driver is an expert!”
Fujiwara Toru said as he glanced in the rearview mirror.
His driving skills are only at level B, which may be considered miraculous skills for ordinary people, but this is a level that professionals can achieve after training.
Belmode nodded slightly, and she thought of Vodka, the driver who drove Gin.
Vermouth did not wear a seat belt, but instead held the handrail above his head with his hands, so that he could jump out of the car as soon as necessary.
Toru Fujiwara continued to drive through the streets and alleys. It was difficult for him to stop the car and engage in a gunfight with the other party. It was not because he was afraid of the other party, but because of Fujiwara Toru’s identity.
After all, he is now a public official of the United States, and this is America itself. It is not like he can change his identity in private and make whatever trouble he wants.
If a gunfight breaks out in a downtown area and there are heavy casualties, he will be in big trouble and his superiors may even sell him out in order to calm the situation.
All those officials have bad intentions.
So, take these people to a place with fewer people!
Fujiwara Toru was very familiar with the roads in the metropolis. The scenery outside the car quickly receded, and soon he drove to a remote park.
Loud sirens could be heard from all directions, and there were two helicopters following them in the sky. It seemed that GTA incidents often occurred in America, and the police responded quickly.
However, ordinary police forces seem to be insufficient in strength and firepower when facing such professionals, and the response speed of the American special police is relatively slow.
“squeak—-“
Toru Fujiwara braked again, and the tires of the Porsche rubbed against the ground, producing a puff of white smoke.
In front of Toru Fujiwara, two other Chevrolet SUVs blocked the narrow road.
He was surrounded from front and back.
A total of twelve people got out of four SUVs, holding M4 assault rifles and all aiming at the Porsche 911.
Belmode’s heart tightened when she saw this scene. She stretched out her left hand, held Fujiwara Toru’s hand, and said calmly: “Boy, we have no way to escape?”
Twelve M4 assault rifles, equipped with 5.56mm bullets, would surely mow down the two people sitting in the car at this distance.
At this life-and-death moment, Belmode was not afraid at all. She put her right hand on the door handle, ready to get out of the car.
Fujiwara Toru has an identity as a CIA agent, so if he speaks out directly, the other party may be afraid to take action against him.
As for herself, it didn’t matter. It was she who had implicated Fujiwara Toru. Vermouth didn’t want the ‘angel’ she had found with so much difficulty to be broken here.
Fujiwara Toru had no idea of ​​the complicated thoughts in Belmode’s mind at this moment. He just smiled confidently and said, “On the contrary, they have no way to escape!”
…
Not far away, a Ford sedan was rushing towards where Fujiwara Toru was.
Sitting at the driver’s seat was an Asian man wearing a knitted hat, staring straight ahead.
In the passenger seat, a European-American woman with short straight blond hair said, “Xuyi, why are you so anxious all of a sudden?”
Akai Shuichi held the steering wheel, dodging the vehicle in front, and said calmly: “I just received a message from above saying that there are terrorists nearby, and asked me to come over for emergency support. However, they didn’t specify who I was supporting, and it was very mysterious.”
Chapter 7 System Black Technology (Old Version)
On a remote road outside the park, a Porsche 911 was surrounded by four Chevrolet SUVs in front and behind.
As many as twelve armed men got out of the car, raised their M4s and aimed at the vehicle in front of them.
Sudden–
“Da da da!!!”
Twelve M4s fired simultaneously, and 5.56mm bullets poured down like a torrential rain.
Belmode, who was sitting in the passenger seat, bent down subconsciously, even though she knew that with such sufficient firepower, the Porsche 911 would be completely penetrated and she would be shot into a sieve.
But the instinct from her training still made her dodge.
However, Fujiwara Toru, who was sitting in the driver’s seat, was indifferent. Seeing this scene, Belmode was shocked and said hurriedly: “Boy!”
Just when Vermouth wanted to throw Fujiwara Toru onto his seat, she finally understood why Fujiwara Toru was not nervous at all.
The storm of bullets fell on the Porsche, but did not penetrate the car. Instead, it left bullet marks on the car body and glass!
This car is actually bulletproof, and looking at its bulletproof effect, it is just like an armored vehicle!
Belmode was extremely surprised. Judging from the inner layer, the skin of this Porsche was not thick, which means that theoretically the bulletproof effect should be average.
To make an ordinary car as bulletproof as an armored vehicle, it must be a car of the same level as the President of the United States.
And that kind of car usually weighs several tons, it’s like a simple tank!
Is this a new American technology? Belmode wondered.
Fujiwara Toru sneered in his heart. This was not some new American technology, but a black technology rewarded by the system. Only in this way could such a powerful bulletproof effect be achieved on a small and light sports car like the Porsche 911.
If you want to penetrate this Porsche, you will need an anti-tank rocket. A mere 5.56mm assault rifle is far from enough!
There were countless cracks on the windshield in front of Fujiwara Toru, but it just wouldn’t break. The armed men outside the car poured a magazine of bullets into it, but when they found that the other party was safe and sound, they also stood there in a daze.
“You’re done? Then it’s my turn!”
Toru Fujiwara pressed a button on the keyboard, and the hood above the car’s headlights opened automatically, revealing two machine guns!
“Belmode, hold on tight!”
Toru Fujiwara pressed the clutch with his left foot and shifted the car into first gear manually. While pressing half of the brake with the toe of his right foot, he pressed the accelerator with the heel of his right foot.
The engine speed instantly exceeded 4000, and the tires rubbed violently against the ground, making a harsh sound.
Under the control of Toru Fujiwara, the Porsche 911 made a U-turn on the spot with its rear tires gripping the ground.
At the same time, the machine gun on the hood began to unleash real heavy firepower!
The 12.7mm bullets were like a rainstorm.
The strafing power of the two machine guns can prevent two platoons of people from attacking for a short period of time on the battlefield.
Now facing just twelve militants, the machine gun showed its true power.
The 12.7mm bullet no longer penetrates or leaves wounds, but simply shoots the person into pieces when it sweeps across the human body.
“Da da da da——”
Bullet casings spewed out from the front of the car, making pleasant sounds when they fell to the ground.
With the Porsche’s 360-degree turn, accompanied by the white smoke from the tires gripping the ground and the smell of gunpowder from the machine gun fire, there was no living person left in front of Fujiwara Toru.
There were broken limbs all over the ground, and the four SUVs were completely shot into pieces, as if they had arrived at a European battlefield.
Fujiwara Toru didn’t know if there were still people in those SUVs, but even if there were, they would definitely be dead by now.
Belmode was a little stunned. She thought she was going to die this time, but who could have thought that there would be a sudden turn of events in the end.
If it weren’t for Fujiwara Toru, who had to face the three armed men in the hotel alone, even if he could survive, Vermouth would have to believe that he would have been seriously injured. He felt that he was betrayed, and the other side was well prepared.
Even if she survived the assassination attempt by those three men, she would not be able to escape now facing such an elite Mossad team.
Her rapidly beating heart gradually calmed down, and a huge feeling of fatigue came over her. Belmode leaned back in her chair and took out a box of ladies’ cigarettes from her pocket and lit it.
“You saved my life again, Boy~”
Vermouth exhaled the smoke, and turned her head to look at Fujiwara Toru who was also leaning on the back of the seat, with a faint smile on her lips.
“Then how should I be rewarded?”
Fujiwara Toru asked with a smile.
Vermouth smiled charmingly, holding a cigarette in her right hand, and moved her slender body closer to Fujiwara Toru. She put her left arm around his neck and kissed him hard on the mouth.
Fujiwara Toru was also very nervous because he was being chased just now. The other side was well-equipped and well-trained. He was really afraid that those squids would suddenly take out powerful weapons like rockets.
Now that the crisis is over and he has a beautiful girl in his arms, Fujiwara Toru puts his arms around Vermouth’s slender waist and kisses her passionately.
A large number of police cars have surrounded Fujiwara Toru’s car from the front and back, and two police helicopters are hovering in the sky.
However, the guards did not dare to approach as the power of the two machine guns was so terrifying.
Even though there are gun battles every day in America, I have never seen anyone holding a machine gun!
This kind of thing is not something that ordinary people can get!
Chapter 8: There must be passion after the war, the appearance of Akai Shuichi (old version)
Shuichi Akai and Judy were also standing with the American guards at this time. They had witnessed with their own eyes the scene where Toru Fujiwara used two machine guns to instantly cut twelve people into pieces, so they did not dare to act rashly at this time.
The minced meat all over the floor even made the American police turn pale, and some of them couldn’t help but vomit.
The brutality on the battlefield and the ordinary gunfights are completely different concepts.
Judy stared at the Porsche 911 two hundred meters ahead and cursed, “Could the people in that car be from the CIA? Only they are so bold!”
As an intelligence organization that only obeys the president’s orders and is affiliated with the President, the CIA is notorious, mainly because this group of people has enormous power and no other department can do anything about them.
In order to complete its mission, the CIA never cares about the law and its actions are outrageous.
Especially seeing a Porsche 911 with two machine guns mounted on it. This kind of spy-style technology is only used by the CIA.
Shuichi Akai, who was on the phone next to Judy, put down his phone and said helplessly to Judy: “The one who asked us to come for support is really from the CIA.”
“But looking at the current situation, we don’t need any support.”
Judy was unwilling to deal with the CIA. She asked, “Since you don’t need our support, why don’t you leave now?”
Akai Shuichi shook his head and said, “It is our fault that such a group of armed elements came to our country.”
“Now that the higher-ups have handed over the power to investigate this matter to us, we have to give them a heads-up anyway.”
Saying this, Shuichi Akai raised his hands, walked past the car in front, and walked towards the Porsche where Toru Fujiwara was.
“Wait, don’t go over there, that lunatic might kill you!”
Judy wanted to catch Shuichi Akai, but she was too late.
She stared at Shuichi Akai’s back with a nervous look, fearing that the CIA agent would just open fire and beat Shuichi Akai into a pulp.
In the Porsche, Toru Fujiwara and Vermouth have temporarily separated.
Naturally, the two of them also saw Shuichi Akai slowly walking towards them.
Seeing that it was Shuichi Akai, Vermouth frowned. Of course, she wanted to kill the FBI who had been investigating the organization.
But now, in front of so many police officers, if Fujiwara Toru really opened fire, he would definitely be brought to a military court.
Besides, it was the Black Organization who wanted to kill Shuichi Akai, but as a CIA member, Toru Fujiwara had no grudge against Shuichi Akai, so it was impossible for him to kill him.
Belmode let out a sigh of relief, deciding to just out of sight and out of mind. She took out a small mirror and lipstick and began to touch up her makeup.
The kiss with Fujiwara Toru just now caused her lip gloss to fall off.
Shuichi Akai was also nervous, fearing that the other party might accidentally fire the gun. Only after he walked to the side of the Porsche did he feel relieved.
When Fujiwara Toru rolled down the window, Akai Shuichi immediately handed over his ID: “I am FBI agent Akai Shuichi, this is my ID.”
Shuichi Akai habitually glanced at the passenger seat inconspicuously, and was surprised to see that the person sitting on the passenger seat was Chris Wynyard, a famous Hollywood movie star.
But he quickly looked away, as he had no interest in prying into other people’s private lives.
After checking the ID, Toru Fujiwara gave it back to Akai Shuichi, saying, “I think your boss has already told you my identity. I don’t have any ID.”
The FBI is part of the judicial system, so of course they have credentials, but the CIA is an intelligence organization that relies primarily on secrecy, so it is impossible for them to carry credentials and tell others their identities.
“I was asked to investigate this incident.”
Akai Hideya nodded and said.
Fujiwara Toru shrugged and said, “That’s great. I’ll leave this matter to you. Both of our departments are responsible for allowing such a group of armed elements to run to the metropolis.”
“I’ve heard of you, Akai Shuichi. You’ve made many contributions to the FBI. You can be considered a star figure in the FBI.”
Akai Shuichi said with a formal smile: “You are too kind, sir.”
He didn’t know Fujiwara Toru’s name, nor did he know his job. It was confidential, so he didn’t ask.
“Since it is you, Shuichi Akai, who is investigating this matter, I feel relieved. Let me give you a hint. I suspect those people are from Mossad.”
“You should have heard of the name of Mossad. These people always do whatever it takes. You should pay more attention to them and don’t let them cause any more trouble.”
Listening to Fujiwara Toru’s words, Akai Shuichi secretly complained.
If we talk about using any means necessary, then the CIA, Mossad and KGB are all notorious.
“Since everything is handed over to you, I’ll leave first. Come on, Mr. Akai Shuichi. I guess you won’t be able to sleep well for several days because of this troublesome matter.”
After saying that, Fujiwara Toru laughed, rolled down the window, stopped talking nonsense with Akai Shuichi, left a trail of exhaust gas for the other party, and sped away at lightning speed.
As a department directly under the President, one of the most mysterious and confidential departments in the United States, as long as Fujiwara Toru does not take direct action against the FBI, or even if he does, as long as he is not caught with evidence, he does not have to worry about anyone.
“Boy, where are we going now?”
Only after leaving Akai Shuichi did Vermouth speak.
“Where do you want to go?”
“Come to my house.”
Belmode gave an address.
“good!”
Toru Fujiwara drove directly to a high-end apartment in Manhattan, which is one of Vermouth’s residences in the United States.
When they arrived at Vermouth’s house, as soon as the door was closed, Vermouth jumped hard and hooked her long and strong legs around Fujiwara Toru’s waist.
“Boy, I can’t stand it anymore, here we are!”
Vermouth was anxiously pulling off Fujiwara Toru’s clothes. After escaping death, the man and woman needed passion the most to release the pressure in their hearts.
Soon, a blushing and heart-pounding sound was heard from the entrance.
Chapter 9 Vermouth’s Motherly Love (Old Version)
Zongman: I Became Prime Minister in the World of Science: Chapter 9 Vermouth’s Motherly Love
Fujiwara Toru woke up slowly under the glaring sunlight.
He yawned, turned over and reached for his side, but found nothing.
After rubbing his hands around his body twice, Fujiwara Toru opened his eyes and found that there was no one beside him.
“Chris? You’re awake so early?”
Fujiwara Toru shouted twice, but no one responded.
He put on his pajamas and walked out of the bedroom of this private apartment belonging to Vermouth and came to the living room.
The apartment was empty and silent. Only milk, eggs, bread, bacon and other items were placed on the dining table. On the refrigerator in the living room, there was a piece of paper pressed down by a refrigerator magnet.
Fujiwara Toru walked over, picked up the paper and took a look. It read:
“Boy, I have some urgent matters to attend to here, so I’m going to leave first. I’ve prepared breakfast for you. If it’s cold, heat it up in the microwave and wait for me to come back in the evening~”
At the end of the letter, there is a lovely peach heart drawn on it.
On the letter, Vermouth also kindly told him where the microwave was located and if the food was cold he should put it in the microwave and heat it up for a few minutes, as if she was afraid that Fujiwara Toru wouldn’t know how to do it.
In addition, Vermouth reminded him that he didn’t need to wash the dishes after eating, as she would clean them up when she came back.
“Just like an old lady.”
Fujiwara Toru shook his head and smiled.
But if you think about it carefully, Vermouth is not young anymore, so it is normal for her to act like an old mother.
As soon as the thought came to his mind, Fujiwara Toru quickly suppressed it.
Mentioning age in front of a woman is a big taboo!
Fujiwara Toru was too lazy to wash up first. He sat at the dining table and enjoyed the breakfast prepared for him by Vermouth.
After dinner, Toru Fujiwara went to the bathroom, where there was a new towel and toothbrush prepared for him by Vermouth.
I have to say, older women know how to take care of people.
If it’s a young girl, then maybe I’ll be the one taking care of her.
After washing up, Toru Fujiwara returned to the living room, sat on the sofa, and turned on the TV.
“BBA Channel reports to you that a serious shooting incident occurred in the metropolitan Brownville area yesterday. According to eyewitnesses at the scene, the gunfight was extremely fierce, and both sides even used fully automatic weapons.”
“The Brownville Sheriff said this was a serious terrorist attack. No organization has claimed responsibility for the incident. This incident will be jointly investigated by the CIA and the FBI.”
Yesterday’s news was being broadcast on TV, and Fujiwara Toru was watching it with great interest.
Although there were witnesses, there was no visual record left, which Fujiwara Toru was certain of.
Moreover, even if video records are left behind, it will be difficult to release them. Don’t think that there is really freedom of the press in the United States. The CIA can make all media dare not act rashly by saying that it involves state secrets.
While watching the news, Fujiwara Toru’s phone rang again. He picked up the phone and pressed the answer button, saying lazily:
“Boss, what’s going on?”
The stern voice of Fujiwara Toru’s adoptive father, the CIA director, came from the phone: “You made quite a fuss yesterday.”
Fujiwara Toru didn’t care about the other party’s severity at all. He knew Spencer was just pretending, so he smiled and said:
“Boss, how can you say that I caused a big commotion? I specifically went to a remote place in the Brownville area. You know that’s the poorest area in the metropolis, with many slums. No one will care.”
“Besides, compared to the little commotion I caused, Boss, you should have gone and caused trouble for Mossad. Those people are so bold that they dared to do these things on American soil.”
Spencer said ambiguously: “Well, I will be responsible for this matter, you don’t have to worry about it. Although those people can be seen as Mossad’s people, they did not leave any evidence, so we can’t do anything.”
Fujiwara Toru sneered inwardly, he knew that this matter could probably be fooled.
Squid Nationalism is also quite influential in the United States, and Spencer is a member of the Elephant Party, and has close ties with those Squid Nationalism.
Even if those squids really get into trouble, it would probably be Spencer who would have to clean up the mess.
“Wick, the university in Neon is about to start. You need to go back to Neon.”
CIA Director Spencer instructed.
“Okay, I understand. I’ll buy a plane ticket to Neon in a moment.”
Fujiwara Toru said casually.
“You will be in charge of the CIA department in Neon. I will give orders over there.”
Spencer knew that if he wanted Fujiwara Toru to do the next thing, he had to give him some benefits.
Fujiwara Toru did not have much affection for his adoptive father.
When I was in the welfare home, I was one of the people recruited by the CIA for training.
It’s just that Fujiwara Toru’s performance was too outstanding, which moved Spencer. He wanted to make Fujiwara Toru his personal force, so he adopted him, hoping to influence him with family affection.
If Fujiwara Toru was really a child who knew nothing, he would probably have been brainwashed and become Spencer’s thug.
However, as a time traveler, although Fujiwara Toru’s memories before the time travel were a little vague, he still had basic adult thinking.
That’s why he was not brainwashed and still maintained his true self.
Chapter 10: My fiancée Kaguya Shinomiya becomes the head of the CIA Neon! (Old version)
Toru Fujiwara has been acting, pretending that he only follows Spencer’s orders and listens to him in everything, and in this way he has gained the absolute trust of the CIA director.
As for why Spencer asked Fujiwara Toru to go to Neon, to put it simply, it was for money.
With the CIA’s means, there are indeed many non-book assets, but that money cannot be used, especially since Spencer’s position is being watched by all parties.
If that money were brought into the United States, there would be trouble, so he needed a legitimate way to make money.
Especially for what Spencer wants to do, the money must come from a clear source, otherwise there will inevitably be problems.
Because he wants to run for President of the United States!
Electioneering is a money-spending game, and a lot of money needs to be mobilized both openly and secretly.
This is also the reason why Spencer maintains a good relationship with those squid restorationists. Those squid tycoons are rich!
Fujiwara Toru’s mission is to contact some Japanese chaebols in the name of the Fujiwara family and ask them to donate political funds.
As dogs raised by America, there is no problem in asking the Japanese chaebol to pay money on their own initiative.
Fujiwara Toru couldn’t help but said, “Boss, in fact, you only need to say one word about this matter, and those Japanese chaebols will pay obediently.”
Spencer said slowly: “It’s not easy for me to come forward in this matter. You have to do it. This is the rule of the game.”
Fujiwara Toru sighed softly, the political game is really troublesome.
This was also a factor in why Toru Fujiwara was adopted by Spencer.
When Toru Fujiwara was selected by the CIA, although Spencer was not yet the director, he was also a senior CIA official. With the CIA’s capabilities, it was very easy to investigate his identity.
He has had a huge influence in Japanese politics for thousands of years and is even the illegitimate son of the Fujiwara family, who once became the Prime Minister of Japan. This identity is one of the reasons why Spencer adopted Fujiwara Toru.
From that time on, Spencer made plans for the future.
There was a joke on the Internet about a man who pretended to be Bill Gates’ son-in-law and became the vice president of the World Bank.
Then, in his capacity as the vice president of the World Bank, he actually became Bill Gates’ son-in-law.
Although this is just a joke, Fujiwara Toru did use the identities of both parties to gain benefits for himself.
His status as an illegitimate son of the Fujiwara family made him Spencer’s adopted son.
Given the relationship between Japan and America, and his status as the adopted son of the CIA director, the Fujiwara family directly recognized his legal status.
This was personally asked about by the current old man of the Fujiwara family, who even scolded Fujiwara Toru’s biological father in this life.
As an adult, Toru Fujiwara does not have much affection for Spencer, his adoptive father who adopted him for a purpose, and his biological father who abandoned him at birth.
But just because he has no good feelings towards them, it doesn’t mean that Fujiwara Toru won’t borrow the power of both sides!
“I understand, Boss. I will complete the task perfectly.”
What else could Fujiwara Toru say? He could only say this.
Spencer said with satisfaction: “You are excellent and have never let me down. I believe in you, Che.”
After a pause, the CIA director continued:
“…The woman you saved yesterday, the Hollywood movie star Chris Wynyard, is actually Vermouth, a member of the Black Organization. Did you know about this?”
“I know, Boss.”
Fujiwara Toru replied.
I didn’t expect this shitty organization to be called the ‘Black Organization’.
“Well, I don’t care what happened between you and her, but this woman cannot be trusted. I received some intelligence and am interested in a certain drug that this organization is researching, so I will cooperate with them temporarily.”
“In the past, the CIA sent an agent named Ethan Bentang to work undercover in this organization.”
“Four years ago, something happened to him and he died. Now his daughter Hondou Eikai is taking his place.”
“Hondou Eikai is now using the alias Mizunashi Reina, and her code name in that organization is ‘Kil’. When you arrive in Neon, you will be responsible for contacting her.”
“Your mission is simple. Find out what drug that organization is researching!”
Spencer gave instructions for the task in a concise manner.
After finishing the conversation with Spencer, Toru Fujiwara looked at the “black technology” extraction opportunity on his panel that he had not used yet. After thinking about it, he did not draw for the time being.
If the thing you draw is too big, it will be difficult to take it to Neon.
Just like his Porsche 911, he needed to repair it and have it shipped to Neon by sea.
In fact, he would rather have it airlifted directly, but given his current level, the CIA probably wouldn’t allow it.
I used my phone to buy a first-class ticket to Neon for a flight departing today.
The first task Spencer assigned was not troublesome.
According to investigations, the Fujiwara family has already found a fiancée for him, Shinomiya Kaguya, the eldest daughter of the Shinomiya zaibatsu.
“Shinomiya Kaguya, interesting…”
Fujiwara Toru had a strange look on his face, and his impression of her from the anime flashed through his mind.
As for the drug Spencer wanted to investigate, Toru Fujiwara didn’t know whether it was APTX4869 or the original sample of this series of drugs, ‘Silver Bullet’.
But no matter which one it is, there is one person who cannot escape, that is ‘Miyano Shiho’!
Chapter 11 Vermouth and Shirley (Old Version)
The Metropolitan in New York, a members-only bar.
There were few people in the bar. The waiter at the bar was wiping the wine glasses. The security guard was sitting lazily on a sofa, staring idly at a few people playing billiards not far away.
The door of the bar was pushed open, and a beautiful woman with long silver-gold hair, tall stature and seductive figure walked in.
Everyone in the room subconsciously glanced at the people coming and going, then looked away and continued doing what they were supposed to do.
This is a base of the Black Organization. On the surface, it is a members-only bar, but in fact it is one of the places where the Black Organization meets in the metropolis.
Sitting at the bar was a long-haired man with a gloomy temperament and wearing black clothes. He was drinking.
Next to him was a burly man.
When Vodka saw that the person who came in was Vermouth, he immediately withdrew his gaze and pretended not to see the other person.
Vermouth walked over and sat next to Gin, subconsciously wanting to order a glass of her usual drink.
But after thinking about the cocktail that Fujiwara Toru mentioned earlier, she said in a mysterious way: “Three-quarters of absinthe and one-quarter of sherry, and add a drop of orange-flavored liquor.”
Vermouth changed the recipe slightly, changing the three-quarters ratio of sherry to one-quarter and adding absinthe.
“Okay, please wait a moment.”
Although the bartender had never mixed such a drink before, he thought it was not difficult to make such a simple drink, so he picked up the cocktail shaker and started working.
Gin glanced at Vermouth beside him, frowned slightly, and said, “This is not the wine you usually drink.”
Vermouth took out a lady’s cigarette and lit it. She held the cigarette between her slender fingers and exhaled a puff of smoke, saying, “Sometimes I want to try something new.”
Gin stared at Vermouth with emotionless eyes, and suddenly asked: “Are you happy now?”
Vermouth’s heart sank. She knew very well that Gin was an extremely sensitive person. He would notice any slight change in a person’s emotions.
It is precisely because of this ability that he can always find undercover agents in the organization and prevent important intelligence of the organization from being exposed.
Vermouth knew that she had aroused Gin’s suspicion. The smile on her face disappeared, and she became the mysterious and cold Vermouth again:
“I’m in a good mood. Are you used to this now?”
Gin didn’t care about the coldness in Vermouth’s words. He thought that this woman was called the ‘Witch of a Thousand Faces’, so it was normal for her temperament to change in an instant.
I was too suspicious. Vermouth had a close relationship with ‘that gentleman’ and would not betray him.
He retracted his gaze, picked up the wine glass and took a sip, saying: “The person who betrayed you has been found. It turned out to be an undercover agent of Mossad.”
“Dealt with it?”
“That’s a superfluous question.”
Vermouth thought so too. Gin was very familiar with dealing with traitors, and he must have done it very cleanly.
“Since you found a cockroach, it means there are more cockroaches. You need to clean it up, Gin.”
Vermouth took the drink handed to her by the bartender and took a sip. To be honest, this cocktail was not very tasty, but thinking that this was the recipe given by Fujiwara Toru, she forced herself to continue drinking it.
Maybe it’s really the proportions that are wrong?
“I will do these things, but I will be heading to Neon in a few days.”
Gin said coldly.
“About Shirley?”
Vermouth raised her slender eyebrows and did not hide her disgust when she mentioned Shirley.
“Well, the development of the drug that Boss cares about has been slow recently. Shirley seems a little ungrateful. I need to go to Neon to keep an eye on her. Ah, Shirley… hehe…”
Gin’s eyes were cold and he showed a perverted smile.
“Since you have dealt with the traitor, I will leave now.”
Vermouth drank the wine in one gulp. She came here to find Gin to confirm the information.
Now that it has been confirmed, there is no need to stay here any longer. She wants to go back and see her boy as soon as possible. The woman who has tasted the sweetness of it doesn’t even want to get out of bed these days.
She stood up and left the bar gracefully in her high heels.
After Vermouth left the bar, Vodka, who had been silent the whole time, said indignantly: “That woman has no respect for you, big brother!”
Gin said coldly: “Her identity is special. As long as she doesn’t betray the organization, ‘that gentleman’ won’t care what she does.”
Sensing the warning in Gin’s words, Vodka became frightened and smiled awkwardly without daring to say a word.
Vermouth, who had just left the bar, received a text message.
When she opened it, her mood suddenly turned sour.
The text message was from Fujiwara Toru, who apologized to her and said that he had to go to Neon early because of an urgent matter.
In the next year, unless it is something important, he may not return to America for the time being.
Vermouth subconsciously clenched her phone and let out the anger in her heart.
Chapter 12: MI6, Akai Mary’s Investigation and Handling (Old Version)
Vermouth is not a woman who only complains. When she encounters a problem, she thinks about how to solve it.
Vermouth also knew very well that Fujiwara Toru, with his CIA identity, was not free, and he always had to complete the tasks assigned by his superiors.
She is the same in this regard. If ‘that gentleman’ issues a task, she must complete it.
“This play is very important and the contract has already been signed, but I can use my identity to request that the final scenes be filmed in Neon.”
Vermouth’s superficial identity is Chris Wynyard, and she is not prepared to, and cannot, give up this identity.
So we still have to film when it’s time to film.
As for when she arrives in Japan, she can use the excuse that she is too tired from filming and stay there for a while to take a break.
She can even apply for Japanese missions from the ‘Boss’ to complete, giving herself more reasons and excuses to stay.
Thinking of this, Vermouth also sent a message: “Wait for me in Neon, Boy~~ I will go to see you when I find time.”
Toru Fujiwara, who had already arrived at the airport, received Vermouth’s message. He laughed and said that this was the good thing about mature women: they had a strong sense of boundaries.
If this is a young girl who has just fallen in love, she might lose her temper or even complain at this time, thinking that you don’t want her anymore after getting her body.
But what Vermouth wanted was to care about him and then make time to find her.
It turns out that even if you have no experience in love, mature women make people feel more comfortable.
After checking his passport and luggage, Toru Fujiwara boarded the first-class cabin of the plane.
However, he did not fly directly to Japan. Instead, he took a flight for several hours across the Atlantic Ocean to London, the capital of England.
London St. James’s Park is located at the corner of Downing Street, not far from the famous 10 Downing Street and the Thames.
Toru Fujiwara was sitting on a bench, reading a newspaper with great interest.
The newspaper was not a serious newspaper, but the English gossip newspaper The Sun, and he mainly read the half-naked models in it.
Not long after, a well-mannered, gentlemanly old man wearing a vest sat down next to him.
The old man also took out a newspaper, but the one he was reading was more serious: The Daily Telegraph, the most influential newspaper in England.
The old man stared at the newspaper and said with his lips moving, “MI6 has a mission for you.”
Fujiwara Toru also stared at the half-naked beauty in the newspaper and said calmly: “I came here for this matter, don’t talk nonsense, just say it directly.”
This old man is the head of England’s MI6. Toru Fujiwara also received a task from his adoptive father, saying that the CIA and MI6 were going to cooperate and there was something he needed to do.
Although the Internet is well developed now, there is always a risk of leakage when sending files online.
Therefore, important confidential documents were still delivered manually, and Fujiwara Toru also made a trip to England for this purpose.
“Mari Akai, formerly known as Mary Sera, is a senior agent of MI6. Seventeen years ago, her husband, also an MI6 agent, Akai Tsutomu, went missing in America.”
“After that, their eldest son went to America to join the FBI and wanted to investigate his father’s disappearance.”
The head of MI6 inadvertently pushed a leather file from his chair to the side of Fujiwara Toru.
Fujiwara Toru took the file bag in his hand, his eyes still fixed on the newspaper, and said, “I just met Akai Shuichi two days ago. He has strong professional skills and is well-known in the FBI.”
“He wanted to join the CIA but was rejected.”
The head of MI6 laughed and said, “If he wants to investigate his father’s disappearance, the best place to go is of course the CIA. The FBI doesn’t care about this information. He joined the FBI only because he had no choice.”
“His parents were both MI6 agents, so it was normal for him to be rejected from joining the CIA.”
No matter how good the relationship between America and England is, and no matter how much intelligence they exchange, they still have to be wary of each other.
“Akai Mari disappeared not long ago. She only left a message. According to the information we have obtained, she is likely to have gone to Neon.”
“She is a senior agent who has access to many of MI6’s secrets.”
The supervisor said calmly.
“MI6 suspected her of betrayal?”
Fujiwara Toru asked.
“Well, we should be prepared for the worst. She was able to leave a message for MI6, which means she has not lost her freedom, but she did not take the initiative to report her situation, which made MI6 suspicious.”
“You are the candidate that Spencer strongly recommended to me, and you are also well-known in MI6. I am relieved to entrust this mission to you. I am afraid that there are her people in MI6, and I dare not use them.”
“When you go to Neon, investigate Akai Mari’s location and intelligence. If she really betrays you, kill her.”
“That bag contains all of Akai Mari’s archival documents.”
The head of MI6 said coldly.
This is the fate of an agent. If you are suspected of betrayal, you can only die.
“I see.”
Akai Mary, isn’t she just a prostitute? I remember she seemed to live in a hotel?
However, there are too many hotels in Tokyo, so it is rather troublesome to investigate. But it doesn’t matter. As long as we investigate Masumi Sera or that shogi family, we can find out her specific location.
“Since you want me to complete the mission, you have to give me the mission funds, right?”
Fujiwara Toru suddenly said at this time.
The supervisor’s face darkened, and he said gloomily, “I will allocate funds to you through the Sixth Department.”
Only then did Fujiwara Toru smile with satisfaction.
As long as the funds are in my hands, they all belong to me.
It’s reasonable for me to spend $80,000 on a bag of screws!
Chapter 13: The Strange Girl at the Airport (Old Version)
In a taxi heading to England’s Heathrow International Airport, Toru Fujiwara sat in the back seat, opened the brown paper bag in his hand, took out a thick stack of documents, and began to look at them carefully.
It records all the detailed information about Mary Akai, from her birth to her disappearance.
Through this information, we can thoroughly understand Mary Akai’s life and her many behavioral habits.
Inside the file bag, there are clear photos of Akai Mary from the front, back and side.
“He doesn’t look like an elderly person at all.”
Fujiwara Toru muttered.
In terms of age, Akai Mary should be about the same age as Vermouth.
But even at her age, judging from the photos taken in the last year, she is still well-maintained and looks like a mature woman in her early thirties.
But now that Akai Mary has been drugged, she should be considered an elementary school student or a junior high school student.
After putting the photos and documents back into the file bag, Toru Fujiwara also arrived at the airport. After paying the driver pounds, he quickly got out of the car and entered the airport.
Heathrow International Airport is similar to airports in most parts of the world, with bright venues but lacking a sense of fashion.
After getting the boarding pass, Toru Fujiwara did not go to the VIP lounge to rest, but went to the boarding gate.
Passing by a coffee shop in the airport, Toru Fujiwara thought for a moment and decided to buy a cup of coffee first.
Just then, someone suddenly bumped into him from behind.
The person who bumped into him was petite and soft, with very little strength.
Therefore, Fujiwara Toru stood straight in place, while the person who bumped into him let out an “ouch” and fell to the ground.
Judging from the voice behind, it should be a young girl.
But Fujiwara Toru was chilled in his heart and his hand subconsciously reached for his waist.
Oh, I don’t have a gun now.
But it doesn’t matter. With my current karate skills, I am invincible in close combat.
As an agent, this is also an occupational disease for Toru Fujiwara.
He would be extremely alert to any coincidence. For example, if someone suddenly bumped into him, it might be that some organization was targeting him and was preparing to attack him, or steal important items from him.
Fujiwara Toru quickly searched his body and found nothing was missing, and the file bag in his hand was intact.
Only then did he look at the person who bumped into him.
She was a girl with long pink hair. She was wearing a British-style plaid shirt and pleated skirt. She looked fresh and fashionable. She was pushing a small suitcase that could be taken on the plane.
The girl had fair skin, a delicate and small face, and was filled with the rhythm of youth. She rubbed her little butt where she fell on the ground and gasped.
But after seeing Fujiwara Toru turn around, she quickly stood up, bowed and said: “Sorry, I…”
Listening to the other party’s incoherent English and strong Japanese accent, Fujiwara Toru, who was wearing sunglasses, raised his eyebrows.
He quickly looked at the man, especially his hands. He didn’t often hold a gun, and he wasn’t a specially trained pickpocket.
It seems that he really bumped into me accidentally.
At this time, Fujiwara Toru’s vigilance was reduced a little.
He looked at the nervous expression of the girl in front of him as she fumbled for words to apologize, and smiled, “Relax, relax.”
The pink-haired girl was surprised when she heard the familiar language and asked excitedly, “Are you from Japan?”
“I guess so.”
Fujiwara Toru said ambiguously.
He is a Chinese at heart, and as for his current identity, he can be said to have no nationality.
As a top CIA agent, his shield could fill up a drawer, and he could be any nationality he wanted.
Fujiwara Toru’s answer was a little strange, but the girl didn’t care and bowed again to apologize:
“I’m sorry. I was thinking about something just now and didn’t notice that there was someone standing in front of me. I’m so sorry for bumping into you!”
Looking at the girl in front of him bowing 90 degrees and becoming an apologetic immortal, Fujiwara Toru smiled and said, “It’s okay. I have a problem too. I shouldn’t stand there and block people’s way.”
“No, no, no, it was my fault. I didn’t look at the road.”
Seeing that she couldn’t stop apologizing like this, Fujiwara Toru interrupted her and said, “Then answer me a question and I will accept your apology.”
“Please ask.”
The girl was a little nervous and subconsciously tightened the lever in her hand, wondering if she had met a weirdo.
“What flavor of coffee do you like? Latte, mocha, cappuccino, Americano?”
The pink-haired girl blinked her bright light grey eyes, a little puzzled by Fujiwara Toru’s question, but still answered: “Mocha, relatively speaking, I like it more…”
Fujiwara Toru nodded, ignored her, and went into the coffee shop nearby.
The girl was a little confused. She muttered a few words, shook her head, and pushed her suitcase towards the boarding gate.
Chihaya Aine felt that she was very unfortunate.
Chapter 14 Chihaya Aine: Love~ (Old Version)
Anime: I Became Prime Minister in the Science World: Chapter 14 Chihaya Aine: Love~Pictures and Text
When she was in junior high school, she went to school in Tokyo. She had excellent academic performance, was outgoing and had a good personality, and even became the student council president.
Being looked at with admiring eyes by all her classmates, juniors and junior high school girls, Chihaya Aine felt a little flattered and for a moment she failed to recognize her own abilities.
While everyone was working hard to get into high school, Chihaya Aine, out of her vanity, made a decision that went against her ancestors and went to study in England!
The cost of studying in England is as high as in the United States.
The various expenses cost at least 5 million yen per year, with no upper limit, which is difficult for even the middle-class Chihaya family to afford.
But Chihaya Aine didn’t think so much. She just wanted to go to high school in England, speak fluent London English, and then get into Cambridge University with excellent grades.
However, ideals are full, but reality is very skinny.
Having made all preparations, Chihaya Aine strode to England, ready to embrace her own shining life, but she faced her first problem in England.
With her junior high school level English, it’s hard for her to survive here!
There is an old saying in China that it is better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix. Chihaya Aine finally realized the meaning of this saying in England.
She was once so outstanding that everyone admired her, but here she immediately became the worst student.
The bright and shining life was shattered. The blow of falling from heaven to hell made Chihaya Aion lose interest in studying, which eventually formed a vicious cycle and she fell further and further behind in her studies.
Her poor academic performance and inability to speak English made her feel inferior. She hardly communicated with others in England and was seen as a girl with a weird personality by others.
After two semesters in high school in England, she finally couldn’t hold on any longer and called home, wanting to go back to Neon to study.
The third semester in England started not long after the first semester in Japan began. Chihaya Aine didn’t want to go to the third semester, nor did she want to see anything in England again, so she resolutely embarked on the return journey today.
But she was still nervous.
If I go back in such disgrace and waste so much family money, will my parents be angry?
Also, if I meet my old junior high school classmates and they ask me why I am not in England, how should I answer?
The distressed girl bumped into Fujiwara Toru while distracted, which led to everything that happened before.
After arriving at the boarding gate and sitting down, Chihaya Aine put her slender legs together, held her cell phone tightly in her hand, and lowered her head in worry.
Just then, a cup of coffee was handed to her.
Chihaya Aine looked up in confusion, and saw Fujiwara Toru standing in front of her, smiling and saying, “I was also wrong just now. I’ll buy you a cup of coffee as an apology.”
By this time, Fujiwara Toru had taken off his glasses, revealing his face.
Chihaya Aine’s eyes lit up. Wow, he’s a handsome guy, and he’s so good at it!
She suddenly felt that her luck today wasn’t particularly bad.
Chihaya Aine, who is an extrovert, was originally depressed because of the language barrier, but now that she has met a “fellow countryman” and can communicate with him, she immediately regains her lively nature.
She took the coffee cup handed to her by Fujiwara Toru, placed it on the armrest beside her, made a heart shape with both hands to Fujiwara Toru, her big eyes fluttered, and she smiled brightly and said, “Love~~”
Fujiwara Toru burst out laughing. This girl was quite cute, so he sat down next to her.
“Let me introduce myself. My name is Fujiwara Toru. What’s your name?”
“Chihaya Aine.”
“So it’s Chihaya-san. You came to England for a trip. Are you planning to go back?”
Chihaya Aine looked a little unnatural. She certainly couldn’t say that she was going back to Japan because she couldn’t make it in England, so she could only lie and say, “Well, school is about to start, and I’m planning to go back.”
“Fujiwara-kun is here for tourism as well?”
Fujiwara Toru nodded and said, “Yes, I am here for tourism as well. University is about to start, so I am also preparing to go back.”
Chihaya Aine asked curiously, “Which university does Fujiwara-kun go to? Ah, sorry, I don’t mean to ask about such private matters.”
This question is indeed embarrassing.
If the other person is admitted to a good university, then it is naturally a good opportunity to show off.
But if the other person just got into a crappy university, it’s hard to say it directly.
But this was certainly not a problem for Toru Fujiwara. He smiled and said, “The University of Tokyo.”
“Tokyo University?!”
Chihaya Aine widened her eyes in disbelief, her eyes full of admiration.
For Japanese people, the University of Tokyo is definitely the best university, without a doubt.
Those who are able to be admitted to this university are absolutely rare talents, the top group of people, and their future prospects are limitless.
Chihaya Aine used to have good academic performance, but she had no desire to study at the University of Tokyo.
As for getting admitted to Cambridge University, that was purely her own fantasy; she had no real plan to do so.
“Fujiwara-kun is awesome!”
Seeing the girl’s admiring eyes, Fujiwara Toru felt a little elated.
Who doesn’t like to be admired, especially by a beautiful girl.
“By the way, how did Fujiwara-kun know that I was going to take this flight?”
Chihaya Aine remembered something and asked curiously.
Fujiwara Tetsu smiled and said, “There is only one flight to Neon right now. If not this one, which one should you take?”
Chihaya Aine gave a silly laugh.
How could she know that there was only one flight to Neon during this period?
At this time, an announcement came from the airport, asking first-class passengers bound for Neon to prepare to board the plane.
Fujiwara Toru stood up and said to Chihaya Aine, “I’m about to get on the plane. Let’s exchange Lines and chat when we get to Neon?”
Line is equivalent to WeChat.
“Oh, okay!”
Chihaya Aine was in a hurry. She took out her phone, opened Line, and added Fujiwara Toru as a friend.
The first-class seats on this kind of flight that goes halfway around the world are ridiculously expensive, and most families can’t afford it or would take it.
Chihaya Aine naturally couldn’t continue chatting with Fujiwara Toru on the plane as they were in different cabins.
After adding Line, Fujiwara Toru sent a smiley face emoticon to confirm that both parties had added each other.
He waved to Chihaya Aine and walked onto the plane with the folder.
Young girls are so gullible.
Fujiwara Toru sighed.
But this girl seems familiar, like a character from an anime? I’ll think about it later.
Although Chihaya Aine felt a little unsatisfied and wanted to continue chatting, she had to stop at this point, waved to Fujiwara Toru with a smile on her face, watched him board the plane, and waited for the economy class passengers to board.
It seems that my luck is not that bad. I met a handsome guy who is a top student. I will start a new life when I return to Japan. Come on, Aine~~
The girl cheered herself up!
Chapter 15: Request to Eri Kisaki (Old Version)
After a fourteen-hour flight, the plane finally arrived at Haneda Airport.
For such a long-distance flight across half the world, it would be really tiring if you don’t sit in first class.
The seats in the economy class were too small, and sitting there for fourteen hours was a torture.
But first-class tickets are extremely expensive, and most people are not willing to pay for them.
Toru Fujiwara has an excellent physique, and as a professional, he has practiced how to fall asleep quickly.
After enjoying a sumptuous dinner on the plane and taking a nap, Fujiwara Toru arrived at his destination still full of energy.
He boarded the plane at 1pm England time and finally arrived at 11am New York time.
Because he had a meal and some snacks on the plane, Fujiwara Toru was not hungry. He could skip lunch for the time being and have dinner directly in the evening, thus reversing the jet lag.
Wearing sunglasses and holding a briefcase, Toru Fujiwara entered the airport after passing the immigration inspection.
Because he was sitting in the first class cabin, Fujiwara Toru was the first to get off the plane, so he did not meet the girl named Chihaya Aine again.
The memories on the plane also reminded Fujiwara Toru who Chihaya Aine was.
One of the main characters of the anime “Mygo”, he has only lived in this world for twenty years. For this anime character that he has only seen once, Fujiwara Toru has almost forgotten everything.
That’s why he didn’t recognize the other person at the first moment.
That is to say, Fujiwara Tetsu remembers national-level comics such as “Detective Conan” relatively clearly.
“Since she’s also an anime character, if I conquer her, can I also get high-level skill points?”
Fujiwara Toru muttered to himself, as to whether it would succeed or not, he would know after just trying.
Of course, Toru Fujiwara does not want to be too proactive and become a bootlicker. He has many goals and is not in a hurry. He just takes it step by step.
He took out his phone and quickly scrolled through the messages, one of which caught his attention.
“Mr. Fujiwara, please reply after you get off the plane. I have brought the contract with me. From Eri Kisaki.”
Fujiwara Toru thought for a moment and replied, “Ms. Kisaki Eri, I just got off the plane and am going through customs. If there is no traffic in Tokyo, I will probably arrive at my destination before 1 p.m. Would you like to have lunch together at noon?”
Not long after the message was sent, Kisaki Eri quickly replied: “Thank you for your hospitality, Mr. Fujiwara, but I already had a bowl of ramen for lunch. I’ll treat Mr. Fujiwara next time.”
The official reply was polite again, which euphemistically meant a rejection.
Toru Fujiwara immediately gave up on inviting her further. For a mature lady like this, sometimes being too persistent would only make her irritated and avoid him.
“Then I won’t be polite. I’ll make you, Ms. Kisaki Eri, spend some money.”
“For a big client like Mr. Fujiwara, I certainly can’t be stingy. Just tell me where you want to eat.”
Although the other person was not in front of him, Fujiwara Toru seemed to have seen the domineering look of Kisaki Eri.
Fujiwara Toru laughed, then he opened another message, memorized a number, and put the phone away.
Holding the file bag, Fujiwara Toru came to the lockers at the airport, found a locker, and entered the password according to the number he had just memorized.
The locker opened, revealing a Porsche key and a heavy suitcase.
He simply picked up his car keys and suitcase and walked to the airport’s underground parking lot like an ordinary tourist.
Soon, Toru Fujiwara found a car in the corner of the parking lot.
It’s not a Porsche sports car, nor is it the high-tech system reward that Toru Fujiwara drove in North America. That car has not been shipped here yet.
This is a modified, fully-equipped Panamera. Relatively speaking, it will be more “low-key” when driving out.
After checking the car as usual and making sure there were no bombs or bugs, Toru Fujiwara sat in the driver’s seat.
He opened the briefcase in his hand, and inside was a brand new M9 pistol that he was used to using, as well as multiple magazines, a silencer and other items.
It was impossible for him to bring the weapons in America on the plane to Japan, but Japan also had a CIA branch that had prepared everything for him in advance.
Just like this car, it was specially equipped for him by the CIA. As for how to account for it, that is the accountants’ business.
He checked the pistol to make sure there was no problem, then kept it on himself, and his sense of security increased immediately.
As a human being, at least a human being in this world, you still can’t withstand bullets. Close combat is useful, but guns are fast at a distance of seven steps, and they are accurate and fast within seven steps!
Traffic jams are the norm in any major international city, and this is also true in Tokyo.
After experiencing a traffic jam, Toru Fujiwara arrived at his destination, the Kyu-Furukawa Gardens near Nishien Station in Kita-ku, Tokyo, at around 1 p.m. as he had estimated.
Chapter 16: The Western-style Mansion of the Toyokawa Group (Old Version)
The Kyu-Furukawa Garden is a beautiful garden that is like a park. There is a European-style building in the north of the garden.
The mansion has three floors, with typical European fences and walls outside, protecting this artistic mansion.
Fujiwara Toru parked his car nearby. As soon as he got out of the car, he saw a Land Rover parked not far outside the wall of the mansion honking its horn.
A mature woman wearing a women’s suit and flesh-colored stockings under a hip-hugging miniskirt walked out of the Land Rover’s cab. She looked heroic and capable.
The woman had her brown hair tied up and wore a pair of glasses on her nose, which made her look very intellectual and beautiful. She was none other than Ms. Eri Kisaki, the top lawyer and owner of the Kisaki Law Firm, who was known as the ‘unbeatable queen in court’.
When he saw Kisaki Eri, Fujiwara Toru hurriedly went up to her and gave her a big hug.
A hint of discomfort flashed across Kisaki Eri’s beautiful and mature face at Fujiwara Toru’s enthusiastic European and American greeting.
However, thinking that the other party had lived in America for so many years, this might be the gift for meeting someone, so she had no choice but to accept it.
Fujiwara Toru felt the turbulent waves in his heart, then let go of her and said with a smile: “Ms. Kisaki Eri, why don’t you go in, but wait for me outside?”
Kisaki Eri stroked her glasses on the bridge of her nose and said with a professional smile: “As long as the documents are signed, this place will belong to Mr. Fujiwara.”
“You are the owner of this place. How can I, as a guest, enter your house when you are not at home?”
As she said this, Kisaki Eri handed Fujiwara Toru a bunch of keys.
Fujiwara Toru smiled, opened the tall iron gate of the courtyard, motioned to Kisaki Eri, and they both parked the car in the yard.
There are many roses planted in this old Furukawa Garden. In the past, it was a popular place for rose viewing, divided into spring and autumn seasons.
It is spring now, and although the roses have not yet fully bloomed, the yard is filled with various varieties of gorgeous flowers, competing for beauty.
As the two walked towards the main entrance of the European-style mansion, Fujiwara Toru asked, “Have you investigated everything?”
Kisaki Eri’s expression straightened up, and after entering the working state, she confidently said, “I have already investigated it clearly, Mr. Fujiwara.”
A lawyer of Eri Kisaki’s level would not be involved in the house sale and contract signing, as that would be a waste of talent.
But this mansion is different. The things behind it are a bit complicated, and ordinary lawyers really can’t handle it. In addition, the commission is generous, so Kisaki Eri took over this commission.
“Tell me why the Toyokawa family, one of the noble families, wants to sell this Western-style house. It is rare to find such a Western-style house in Tokyo, and it also comes with a garden.”
“Most of these foreign-style buildings have been taken over by the government and turned into museums or tourist attractions. There are very few privately owned ones.”
“The Toyokawa Group is not bankrupt, so they shouldn’t sell it. Compared to the price of this mansion, its collection value is higher.”
Entering the mansion, you will come to a beautiful hall filled with various high-end furniture, which were all owned by the previous owner.
Fujiwara Toru and Kisaki Eri each sat on a sofa, and he asked many questions in one breath.
Kisaki Eri considered her words and said, “The Toyokawa Group is not planning to sell this mansion, but the title deed to this mansion is no longer in the hands of the Toyokawa Group.”
“Oh? I’d like to hear more about it.”
The reason why Fujiwara Toru entrusted Eri Kisaki was because there was something fishy about the sale of this western-style house, and he was too lazy to use the CIA’s power to investigate. In addition, he entrusted her in order to have contact with Eri Kisaki.
“The current chairman of the Toyokawa Group, who is also the head of the Toyokawa family, has a daughter who is married to an employee of the Toyokawa Group, Tsuchiya Shunichi.”
“In the past 20 years, this son-in-law, Toyokawa Shunichi, has done well. Toyokawa Group has let him manage a branch, and this Western-style house is used as the couple’s wedding room.”
“But just last year, Toyokawa Shunichi’s investment failed, the branch went bankrupt, and Toyokawa Shunichi was kicked out of the Toyokawa family.”
Kisaki Eri leaned back on the sofa, her hands on her thighs, and spoke clearly.
“Kicking him out of the Toyokawa family because of a failed investment? He has worked for the Toyokawa family for twenty years. This is too inhumane. Investment is a matter of wins and losses.”
Fujiwara Toru hit the nail on the head.
A large family-owned group like the Toyokawa Group will not expel someone from the family simply because of a failed investment.
Being so mean and ungrateful will make your subordinates lose their morale and no one will work for you.
Kisaki Eri gave an appreciative smile and said, “That’s the problem. If it was just a failed investment, Toyokawa Shunichi wouldn’t be treated so harshly.”
“The main reason is that he got addicted to gambling. He had gambled a lot in Australia, Monaco and Las Vegas and lost everything.”
Fujiwara Tetsu heard this and said, “If it’s gambling, then I understand. Gamblers will not die well!”
Once you are addicted to gambling, don’t believe a word the other party says, especially if they want to borrow money, you should block them directly!
This can really destroy a family!
“This mansion was not owned by Toyokawa Toshiichi. He used some tricks to cheat the Toyokawa family master out of the title deed.”
“It was because he worked diligently for the Toyokawa Group for twenty years and gained the trust of the Toyokawa family that he was able to deceive successfully.”
“After that, he used the mansion as collateral in exchange for a sum of money, and continued to gamble in an attempt to win it back. As you can imagine, he lost everything in the end.”
“When his gambling was discovered, the Toyokawa family expelled him from the family and no longer cared about his life or death. His wife also chose to divorce him.”
As Hibiki Eri said this, her beautiful brows slightly furrowed, and it was obvious that she also hated this kind of gambler.
“You deserve it.”
Fujiwara Toru said.
Kisaki Eri expressed her agreement.
Chapter 17: The Identity of the Fujiwara Family (Old Version)
“We encountered some problems when purchasing this mansion, but these have been resolved.”
Kisaki Eri said with a smile.
As a top lawyer, Eri Kisaki knows very well that she must make her work sound difficult, so that clients will feel that the price they pay is worth it and they will not regret it.
Even if this thing is actually simple to do, it is difficult to say.
“Oh? How do you mean?”
Fujiwara Toru asked with interest.
“As mentioned before, this mansion is of great collection value, and the Toyokawa family head was also deceived by his ‘good son-in-law’ and lost the title deed.”
“If the Toyokawa family takes this to court, given the power of the Toyokawa family, it is very likely that the sale will be declared invalid by the court.”
Kisaki Eri talked about the efforts she put into this matter.
However, when she saw Fujiwara Toru listening attentively, she smiled at herself for some unknown reason.
The Fujiwara Toru in front of her was only a few years older than her daughter, but she used such adult methods to deal with him.
After struggling in society for so many years, I have become the person I once hated the most.
Thinking of this, Kisaki Eri stopped using these rhetoric and spoke the truth: “Actually, this is also because of you, Mr. Fujiwara.”
“After the Toyokawa family found out that it was you, Mr. Fujiwara, who purchased this mansion, they weighed the pros and cons and finally gave up on going to court.”
Kisaki Eri said this with a hint of cryptic meaning.
Fujiwara Toru’s apparent identity was easy to find out.
Just like you don’t know the identity of a CIA agent, but everyone knows the identity of the CIA director.
Ever since Fujiwara Toru returned to the Fujiwara family, the old man of the Fujiwara family has intentionally or unintentionally spread this matter among the nobles.
The Fujiwara family has a deep history in Neon, dating back to the Asuka period more than a thousand years ago.
The ancestor of the Fujiwara family was Fujiwara no Fuhito, the man who almost married Kaguya-hime by trickery in “The Tale of the Bamboo Cutter”.
As time went on, the Fujiwara family gradually split and eventually became one of the five regent families among the noble clan.
Although the Fujiwara family no longer has the power they once had, they still have considerable influence in Neon political circles. Although the Toyokawa family is also one of the noble families, there is a huge gap compared to the Fujiwara family, so they naturally dare not confront it head-on.
Of course, this is only one of the reasons. Another reason is that Fujiwara Toru is Spencer’s adopted son.
America to Japan is like the relationship between father and son.
As soon as they heard that the CIA director’s adopted son and a member of the Fujiwara family was going to buy this western-style house, the Toyokawa family would definitely back out unless they had any brains.
Besides, this western-style mansion was not given away for free, Fujiwara Toru paid for it!
“But I’m quite puzzled. Mr. Fujiwara is not that old, why would he like this kind of European-style house? I thought young people nowadays prefer large flats.”
“Is it because I am too old to keep up with the thinking of young people?”
Kisaki Eri took out a contract and made a joke.
Fujiwara Toru smiled and said, “Ms. Kisaki Eri doesn’t look old at all. When I first met Ms. Kisaki Eri, I was surprised how such a young woman in her twenties could become the ‘undefeated queen of the legal profession’.”
Kisaki Eri couldn’t help but laugh. Fujiwara Toru’s flattery was not greasy at all. It had the youthful vigor and confidence, and it sounded quite sincere.
Fujiwara Tetsu added: “I have always lived in a large flat in America. After returning to Neon, I also want to try a different style of living.”
This was a lie. The real reason was that Toru Fujiwara needed a large enough place to exercise, and he had many things that were not suitable to be stored in the apartment.
So what he needed was a house similar to a villa.
As his household registration returned to the Fujiwara family, the old man of the Fujiwara family was so happy that he wanted to give him a house and let him choose the house himself.
Fujiwara Toru never knew what politeness was, so he directly chose this western-style house.
The price of this mansion is not low, it is as high as more than 2 billion yen, and this is just the purchase price. The various property taxes and maintenance fees in the future will be a considerable expense.
It is said that there were some people within the Fujiwara family who had complaints about Fujiwara Toru’s actions, but they were all beaten back by the old man of the Fujiwara family.
The old man gave a euphemistic excuse: America has its own national conditions. Fujiwara Toru has lived in America since he was a child and has been influenced by American culture, so he doesn’t play the game of modesty.
Toru Fujiwara picked up the contract in his hand.
Kisaki Eri sat next to him, and the faint scent of a mature woman’s perfume wafted into his nose, especially at the collar of the woman’s suit, where he could catch a glimpse of a hint of lace and cleavage.
However, Fujiwara Toru just glanced at it, then concentrated and carefully read the contract in his hand. When he encountered something he didn’t understand, Kisaki Eri would explain it to him in detail.
A contract worth 2 billion yen cannot be ignored casually, no matter how much you trust Eri Kisaki.
I read the contract carefully and word by word, and it was already five o’clock in the afternoon.
Chapter 18: Extracting Black Technology Rewards (Old Version)
After confirming that there were no problems with the contract and that the property rights were clearly divided, Fujiwara Toru signed his name on the contract with confidence.
“Ms. Hibiki Eri, regarding your remuneration, I will transfer it to your account after the house is transferred. It is clearly stipulated in the contract.”
“And my other commission, Ms. Kisaki Eri, how are your preparations going?”
This time, Fujiwara Toru entrusted Kisaki Eri with another task besides this Western-style mansion.
“Mr. Fujiwara, the store you are looking for must be in a prosperous area, and you must purchase the property rights instead of leasing it. I have already made some plans and am negotiating with the other party.”
“It’s located near Ikebukuro subway station. It’s a two-story shop. The first floor operates the Live.house, and the second floor is a cafe.”
Kisaki Eri pushed up her glasses and spoke competently.
“Live.house? What’s that?”
Fujiwara Toru was a little confused.
“The latest neon pop girl band, Live.house is the place where the band trains.”
“The owner of this Live.house has a lot of debts from other businesses, so he decided to sell this store in Ikebukuro.”
“Mr. Fujiwara, let me say something. Although I don’t know much about business, I don’t think that Live.house, a store that is popular because of popularity, can last long.”
“Besides, young students don’t have much money, and trying to make money is not a good business.”
Kisaki Eri didn’t know why Fujiwara Toru bought the shop, she just thought it was an investment, so she kindly advised him.
“It’s okay. If I can buy it, I’ll just keep running it. Actually, I’ve always wanted to open a cafe. If I really lose money, I’ll rent it out or change my business.”
Fujiwara Toru said nonchalantly.
He even wished that the store he bought would suffer losses.
The reason why he bought a store was actually to exchange information with Japan’s CIA, which is an official agency.
If there is a loss, it can be reported to the headquarters. The accountant at the headquarters will do the accounting and we can balance the accounts together.
Otherwise, it would be a huge waste for the CIA to have so much unspent funding every year.
After hearing Fujiwara Toru say this, Kisaki Eri stopped trying to persuade her, as she would become annoying if she continued to do so.
Fujiwara Toru smiled and said, “Girl bands, it turns out that this is popular in Japan recently. But besides girl bands, it seems that detective games are also popular.”
Hearing this, Eri Kisaki complained inwardly, “The Sherlock Holmes of the Reiwa era. But there has been no news about that kid recently. If his mother hadn’t called me, I would have suspected that he was missing.”
At the end, Kisaki Eri was also a little worried.
She is good friends with Yukiko Kudo.
Fujiwara Toru laughed, knowing that Kisaki Eri was talking about Kudo Shinichi, but he didn’t talk much about this topic because theoretically he wouldn’t know Kudo Shinichi.
Fujiwara Toru simply said, “It’s a shame for the police to have detectives become so famous.”
“So many police officers in the Metropolitan Police Department dislike him.” Eri Kisaki continued.
As she spoke, Kisaki Eri glanced at the lady’s watch she was wearing, stood up and said, “It’s getting late, I’ll take my leave now.”
“The contract is signed. This mansion will belong to you, Mr. Fujiwara, provided that you pay the money to the other party on time.”
Fujiwara Toru also stood up and said, “It’s dinner time now, do you want to go have dinner together?”
Hibiki Eri shook her head: “I’m a little busy. I don’t have time to eat for the time being. I have to go back to the law firm to work first.”
“When I finish helping you with the store, I’ll treat you to a meal. We agreed before that you can choose the place.”
Seeing Kisaki Eri say this, Fujiwara Toru did not argue and agreed readily.
The two walked out of the mansion together, and Fujiwara Toru said half-jokingly: “I heard that Ms. Kisaki Eri has a daughter. Would you like to introduce her to me?”
Fei Yingli smiled and said, “Why, are you interested in my daughter?”
Fujiwara Toru said, “If your daughter is as beautiful as you, then I’m interested.”
Kisaki Eri burst out laughing. This boy is really good at talking. It makes people feel happy just by listening to him.
“If there’s a chance, I’ll introduce you to him. Mr. Fujiwara, you’re so outstanding. It would be great for Xiaolan to have another friend.”
Kisaragi sighed.
She knew that Fujiwara Toru was admitted to the University of Tokyo with the first place. Adding on his family background, he was definitely a male god in the eyes of girls.
She even felt that Fujiwara Toru might not be attracted to Xiaolan, but it was good for Xiaolan to meet such an outstanding person. When she really enters society in the future, she will understand the importance of connections.
As they were talking, the two came to the courtyard. Kisaki Eri got into her domineering Land Rover, waved to Fujiwara Toru, and drove away.
Fujiwara Toru bid farewell to the other party with a smile on his face. After the Land Rover drove away, he put away his smile and returned to the mansion.
He first conducted a thorough inspection of the mansion to make sure there were no cameras or eavesdropping devices, then he came to the mansion’s study and whispered, “Draw the reward.”
He still has a black technology extraction point that he hasn’t used.
Chapter 19 3D Printed Human Skin Mask (Old Version)
[You won the ‘3D printed human skin mask’]When he saw the high-tech item he had drawn, Toru Fujiwara raised his eyebrows.
This item should be from “Mission Impossible”, in which Tom Cruise and his team members used this 3D printed human skin mask to play other people in order to complete the mission.
This is similar to the disguise techniques of Vermouth and Kidd, except that one relies on craftsmanship and the other relies on technology.
Fujiwara Toru’s heart moved, and a heavy box appeared beside him.
He picked up the box and opened it, only to see that inside the heavy box was a rectangular instrument.
Toru Fujiwara took out his laptop, connected it to the instrument, and then opened a 3D printing model software. He randomly found a photo of a person on the Internet, put it into the software, and pressed the print button.
The rectangular instrument started to rotate, and in less than a minute, a human skin mask appeared in the instrument visible to the naked eye.
He turned on the instrument, took out the mask, and put it on his head.
He stood up and stood in front of a mirror. He looked carefully and could not tell that it was a mask at all. It looked as if it was a real person.
“This world really doesn’t talk about science, it talks about science!”
Because everyone’s head shape is different, this kind of human skin mask cannot be mistaken for a real one when put on the head, and it is easy to find that it is just a layer of fake skin.
But in this world, whether it is this black technology equipment or the disguise skills of Vermouth and others, they can make people unable to distinguish the real from the fake.
“With this equipment, it will be easy to carry out secret operations in the future.”
When Toru Fujiwara was sent to Neon by Spencer, his identity was already half-exposed, especially since the Black Organization already knew his true identity.
In this way, some actions would not be so good if performed under Fujiwara Toru’s identity, but now that he can change his face, he can use a new identity to do assassinations, steal information, and the like.
After closing the box and locking it with a combination lock, Toru Fujiwara began to study the ‘Yin Yang Eyes’ he had obtained.
When he was in America, he tried to use his Yin-Yang eyes to see things that ordinary people could not see, but he found nothing.
He originally thought that the West would not be fooled by the Yin-Yang Eyes. Now that he had come to Neon, he once again concentrated and held his breath, using his Yin-Yang Eyes to look around, but he still could not see anything.
“Strange, is it possible that there are no demons or monsters in this world? Then why do we have Yin-Yang eyes? Doesn’t this become a useless ability?”
Fujiwara Toru was puzzled.
He accessed a special website on his laptop, which was the CIA’s exclusive internal network.
After his identity was identified, he began to search for some more confidential information in the CIA’s internal network.
If there really were supernatural powers, ghosts, and the like in this world, then the CIA would definitely have records of them.
Over the past sixty years, the United States has indeed been the most powerful country in the world, and the CIA can be said to be the most powerful intelligence agency.
There are indeed some records of supernatural phenomena in the CIA’s internal database, but those phenomena are not dangerous. Not to mention the destruction of humanity, it doesn’t matter even if they are ignored.
“There are two possibilities. One is that my level is not high enough to see more confidential information.”
“The second possibility is that this world does have supernatural powers, but they are not very powerful. Otherwise, humanity would have been doomed long ago.”
Fujiwara Toru shook his head.
He hoped that there wouldn’t be anything too messy in this world.
If this were a normal world, then with Toru Fujiwara’s physical fitness and abilities, he would be a little superman in human society.
But if there are some supernatural powers that surpass humans, then his own power will be useless, and he will have to relearn a new set of abilities.
But on second thought, there are drugs in this world that can make people younger and younger, which doesn’t seem normal.
Fujiwara Toru has not yet taken a close look around this Western-style mansion. As it is where he will live for the rest of his college life, he must get familiar with it.
He walked slowly in the house, looking at the various high-end furniture from Italy.
Toru Fujiwara touched the furniture with his hand. Some of them were relatively new, while some were probably quite old.
Although he doesn’t have a very strong obsession with cleanliness, he doesn’t like things that have been used by others.
“I’ll find a time to replace all the furniture. It would be best if I could dig a basement in the courtyard.”
Fujiwara Toru rubbed his chin in thought.
He could dig a basement where he could store some guns and other things. After all, guns were banned in Neon, and there were some things he couldn’t show in public.
In order to match this western-style mansion, the furniture must be high-end, with a sofa costing tens of thousands of dollars.
Fortunately, Fujiwara Toru still has several million dollars in his personal account, so there is no risk of running out of money in the short term.
In the past, Toru Fujiwara had an official identity, and all those identities were given to him by the CIA. Therefore, when Toru Fujiwara made money privately, he did not dare to be too blatant, as he might be investigated by insiders.
Now that he was in Neon, he became the branch manager here. With the 3D printer, he could avoid going through the internal channels of the CIA and use private channels to forge a new identity.
In this way, it will be easier to deal with some money that cannot be put on the table in the future.
Coming to the room at the edge of the second floor, it is spacious, with bright windows all around. A Yamaha grand piano is placed in the room, which shows that this should be the practice room of the original owner of the mansion.
On the piano stand, there is a neat doll that looks like ‘Zhenhong’.
Fujiwara Toru walked over and took a closer look. The doll must be very old, but it was in very good condition.
“Did the original owner forget to take this away?”
After picking up the doll and playing with it for a while, Fujiwara Toru put it back.
There are no personal belongings left in this mansion. They must have been packed up and taken away by the original owner when he moved out. Only this doll is placed here, which looks a bit out of place.
After thinking about it, Fujiwara Toru didn’t pay much attention to the dolls. He walked around the mansion and familiarized himself with all the locations.
If something happened, Fujiwara Toru would return to the study only after he knew the structure of the room.
In the past, Toru Fujiwara belonged to the action team, but now he has one foot in the management team. The only thing that makes him unhappy is that he has to write a report every once in a while.
Since it was his first time writing a report for managers, Toru Fujiwara was not familiar with it and it took him some time to finish it.
He glanced at the time on his phone and found that it was already past nine o’clock in the evening. He was a little hungry as he had not eaten dinner.
Chapter 20: Handsome guy, do you need a girlfriend? (Old version)
I took out my phone and opened Dianping.com to see if there were any restaurants nearby that were still open and had good ratings.
Soon, Toru Fujiwara decided on a ramen restaurant.
He slowly left the mansion and walked to the ramen restaurant without driving, mainly to familiarize himself with the surrounding environment.
Coming out of the Western-style building and walking to the side of the road, across the street is Asukayama Park, which is also one of the spots for cherry blossom viewing. However, it is only March now, so it will take at least a month before the cherry blossoms are in full bloom.
The ramen restaurant was two kilometers away from where Fujiwara Toru lived. He walked slowly and leisurely, and after about twenty minutes, he finally arrived at his destination.
The ramen shop is not big and looks like an izakaya. The name of the shop starts with ‘sugoyi’, which translates to ‘awesome ramen’.
Looking at the name of the store, Fujiwara Toru smiled and walked in.
“How many guests are there?”
“One.”
“Then please find a seat.”
The chef behind the bar of the ramen restaurant saw Toru Fujiwara and greeted him warmly.
The ramen shop was full of overtime workers, sitting in pairs at the bar chatting. Fujiwara Toru found an empty seat and sat down.
Next to him was a single woman with a mature temperament, beautiful features, and a look of cool and handsome.
She was wearing a vest shirt with a white long coat similar to that of a doctor. Her black hair was loose and she was eating ramen heartily at this moment.
“Boss, add some more noodles.”
The woman shouted to the ramen shop owner.
“Come on~”
The boss temporarily gave up the big pot in front of him, picked up noodles from another pot with long chopsticks, put them in a bowl, and handed it to the woman.
“No smoking here! You can’t find a boyfriend because you smoke and drink every day.”
When the boss saw the woman take a cigarette out of the cigarette box, he immediately warned her.
Judging from his teasing remarks, it was obvious that he was very familiar with this woman. She must be a regular customer.
“Tsk! Boss, you really are talking about something irrelevant.”
The woman in the vest said something irritably, but still put the cigarette back obediently. She looked around and saw Fujiwara Toru sitting next to her. Her eyes immediately lit up and she said generously:
“Hey, handsome guy, do you have a girlfriend?”
Fujiwara Toru was stunned for a moment, and before he could say anything, he heard the boss scolding with a smile: “Hiratsuka, don’t scare my customers away, and judging from the age of this guy, he is probably just a high school student.”
“You are already old, and you are still a teacher. Not only do you want to eat young grass, but you also want to make mistakes. Be careful or I will call the police.”
The woman said angrily, “Don’t expose my past.”
Then, she turned her head again and said, “Handsome guy, ignore him. Let’s get to know each other. My name is Shizuka Hiratsuka. Are you really a high school student?”
If he is really a high school student, then she will have no choice but to back out. He is just like her own student, she has to save her face too!
“Fujiwara Toru, school will start in two days and you will be a college student.”
Fujiwara Toru had a gentle face and introduced himself with a smile.
“Oh? Where did you go to high school? Maybe I know your teachers. How were your grades? Which university did you get into? It doesn’t matter if you didn’t do well in the exams, just speak up.”
“I have also taught senior high school students. There is more than one exam in life, and it cannot determine everything.”
Shizuka Hiratsuka acted very familiar and spoke in a casual tone, and it didn’t seem strange for a teacher to ask such a question.
“I’m in my third year of high school at Shuchiin Academy. As for the exams, I think I did pretty well. I’ll be reporting to the University of Tokyo in two days.”
Fujiwara Toru spoke in a leisurely tone, as if it was just a trivial matter.
As soon as he finished speaking, even the other customers dining nearby couldn’t help but glance at him.
He went to Shuchiin High School, which meant that his family was either rich or noble. It was a famous private school in Tokyo and even in Neon.
The other party has such a background and was able to be admitted to the University of Tokyo. His future is really bright. He is from a completely different world compared to these poor office workers.
Hiratsuka Shizuya was also stunned.
She didn’t expect that the boy she asked casually was so capable.
Going to high school at Shuchiin Academy is not a big deal, it might just be because your family is rich and powerful.
But being able to get into the University of Tokyo shows that he is an amazing guy.
“This is not a good test, this is a very good test.”
Hiratsuka Shizuka sighed and said, “If any of my students can get into the University of Tokyo, my job as a teacher won’t be in vain.”
The boss brought a bowl of noodles and placed it in front of Fujiwara Tetsu, then smiled at Hiratsuka Shizuka and said, “She’s a top student at the University of Tokyo, so she probably doesn’t like you. Hiratsuka, it looks like you can’t find a boyfriend again.”
Hiratsuka Shizuka was so angry that she shouted, “Shut up, give me a beer. I need to drink two more bottles today!”
Chapter 21 I will become the Prime Minister of Japan! (Old version)
“Beer is coming!”
The ramen shop owner, who looked to be about fifty years old and was wearing a chef’s hat, brought two bottles of draft beer with a smile.
He gave a bottle of draft beer to Shizuka Hiratsuka and placed the other bottle in front of Toru Fujiwara.
Fujiwara Toru was stunned for a moment and said, “I didn’t order beer.”
The ramen shop owner blinked and pointed at Hiratsuka Shizuka and said, “Let her treat you.”
“I’m telling you, she’s a regular here. Whenever she comes to eat, I’ll tease her about her boyfriend and she’ll immediately order a few bottles of beer to get rid of her worries. I’ve made a lot of money from this.”
Fujiwara Toru couldn’t help laughing at his boss’ words. He said, “You just said that right in front of him?”
“Haha, she doesn’t care about that.”
The boss laughed out loud, a hearty laugh.
Hiratsuka Shizuka waved her hand and said, “Ha, I don’t care about these things. It’s just you, the boss, please don’t worry about some things.”
The boss smiled and left temporarily to serve other customers.
After a brief thought, Fujiwara Toru immediately understood his boss’s intention.
He seemed to be “cheating money”, but in fact he was using this joking method to make Shizuka Hiratsuka closer to him.
This boss does things quietly and subtly. Fujiwara Toru feels that he has chosen the wrong industry and should be a matchmaker!
However, although Fujiwara Toru understood his boss’s intention, he pretended not to understand.
Look, I’m a clear and innocent male college student, you’re all trying to trick me, right?
“This boss is quite interesting.”
Fujiwara Toru thought about it and took the initiative to speak.
Hiratsuka Shizuka raised her glass and said, “He’s quite interesting and his cooking skills are great, that’s why I often come here to eat ramen. Can I have a drink? Do you want to toast? This drink is on me, don’t worry about it.”
Looking at this generous woman, Fujiwara Toru also raised his glass, clinked it with hers, and said with a smile: “I can drink quite well.”
Just as Hiratsuka Shizuka was about to take a sip, she suddenly thought of something and asked quickly, “Are you twenty years old?”
According to Japanese law, people can drink alcohol only when they are 20 years old. Although many people do not obey this law in private, you still need to be careful in public.
Fujiwara Tetsu said: “Although I went to high school at Shuchiin and now study at the University of Tokyo, I am actually an American citizen.”
This means telling Shizuka Hiratsuka that Japanese law does not apply to him.
“Wow, you’re still an international student.”
Hiratsuka Shizuka was relieved and took a big gulp.
Seeing this, Fujiwara Toru followed her example and drank half the cup in one breath.
Hiratsuka Shizuka gave a thumbs up.
At this time, the small ramen restaurant was already full. The middle-aged office workers around were clinking glasses with each other and starting to complain about their work and families.
Almost all those who would come to this kind of small ramen restaurant similar to an izakaya to eat at nine o’clock in the evening are office workers.
Because this kind of shop is cheap and has a good atmosphere.
After drinking alcohol, the head starts to feel numb, and many normally shy people will become cheerful. As the saying goes, alcohol makes cowards brave, let alone the extroverted Shizuka Hiratsuka, whose chatterbox opens up all of a sudden.
“Fujiwara-kun, is it okay to call you that?”
“It’s okay. I grew up in America, so I’m not used to these honorifics in Japan. It’s okay for you to just call me by my name.”
“Haha, I’ve lived in Neon since I was a child. If you ask me to change the way I live, I won’t be used to it.”
Hiratsuka Shizuka paused for a moment and asked, “…Fujiwara-kun, what is your major at the University of the East?”
“I applied to the School of Political Science and International Studies.”
“School of Political Science and International Studies? Do you want to be a diplomat in the future?”
Hiratsuka Shizuka asked curiously.
“Diplomat? No, my goal is to become the Prime Minister of Neon, but if becoming the Prime Minister requires me to be a diplomat, I will try to be a diplomat first.”
Fujiwara Toru said very seriously.
He glanced at the system panel in front of him that only he could see without leaving a trace.
This system not only gives him points for skills and physical attributes, and gives him some black technology, it actually has another function.
[Ultimate Mission: Become the President of the United States or the Prime Minister of Japan through legal, reasonable and compliant means, and receive the final mysterious reward after completion]After Toru Fujiwara got the system, he was confused when he saw this task for the first time.
This task is extremely difficult, especially since it must be done in a legal, reasonable and compliant manner.
Regardless of whether in America or Japan, the so-called legal means is only elections.
Fujiwara Toru was very curious and had strong expectations for the final reward given by the system.
Therefore, after he got the system, he has been aiming to complete this task, and he can even regard it as a lifelong pursuit.
After a little consideration, Fujiwara Toru gave up the idea of ​​becoming the president of America.
Because he is Asian!
Even though he grew up in the United States and is not an immigrant, his Asian identity has an absolute negative effect in the presidential election.
So far, no Asian has been able to become president, and Fujiwara Toru has no interest in becoming the first, as that would require enormous energy and cost.
So Fujiwara Toru decisively chose the second option and became the Prime Minister of Japan. At worst, he could become an anti-Japanese hero or the last Prime Minister.
Especially his current identity, which has a bonus effect on becoming the Prime Minister of Neon.
As we all know, Japanese politics is actually similar to a hereditary system, and it is very difficult for people without connections to climb to high positions.
Most of the high-ranking officials in Japan have ancestors who were once part of the political circle.
The Fujiwara family is an absolutely old-established political family, and he can use the identity and status of the Fujiwara family to enter politics.
This system gave him a **, and he could strengthen his ability by falling in love, so Fujiwara Toru named it the “Career and Love System”.
What should a successful man have?
That is of course the power to call the wind and rain, and the happiness of being surrounded by beautiful women, which corresponds to career and love.
Seeing Fujiwara Toru’s serious expression, Hiratsuka Shizuka’s smile faded, and she asked tentatively, “Fujiwara-kun, are you serious?”
Fujiwara Toru said: “Of course I am serious. I even made a career plan.”
“Become a student of the University of Tokyo first, so that you can get to know the best people in Japan and use them as a network resource for the future.”
“Then I have to find a way to make myself famous so that the people of Japan can know me and prepare for my future campaign for city council.”
“After I become a city councillor, I will join the largest political party in Japan to lay the foundation for becoming a member of parliament. When I become a member of parliament, I will try to enter the cabinet directly and obtain a high enough official position.”
“By then, I can become the leader of the party. As long as I get enough votes within the party, the position of prime minister will be in my pocket!”
Chapter 22: The Strange Girl in White Dress Sitting on the Street Corner (Old Version)
Listening to Fujiwara Toru’s life plan, Hiratsuka Shizuka hesitated to speak. She opened her mouth and said, “This is the first time I’ve seen someone set becoming prime minister as a life goal.”
“That’s because Teacher Pingjing lacks insight. Don’t any of your students have such lofty goals?”
“If someone said such a goal, it would probably become a joke among students.”
“That’s school bullying. Mr. Hiratsuka needs you to do the teacher’s ideological education work at this time.”
“It’s not easy to be prime minister.”
Hiratsuka Shizuka said as she took a sip of beer.
Fujiwara Toru thought for a moment and nodded vigorously: “Mr. Hiratsuka, you are right. If you want to be the prime minister, you must first buy a high-quality bulletproof vest, and it would be best if you also wear a helmet that can protect your neck!”
Shizuka Hiratsuka was stunned for a moment, and when she came to her senses, she couldn’t help but burst into laughter. She raised her hands and slapped the table in front of her hard, even laughing to the point of tears.
“Fujiwara-kun, you are so funny. Fortunately, I didn’t eat anything, otherwise I would have choked to death. Now that you mention it, don’t worry, as long as you can become a candidate, I will definitely vote for you when you run for the parliamentary election.”
Shizuka Hiratsuka wiped the tears from her eyes.
“Then I would like to thank Mr. Hiratsuka first. You have many students. When the time comes, please ask your students to help vote.”
Fujiwara Toru joked.
“Of course I will, but I teach in Chiba, and my students are all from Chiba. Unless you go to the Chiba area to hold elections, I can’t help you.”
Hiratsuka Shizuya also teased.
After some jokes, the two became completely familiar with each other and spoke without restraint.
At this time, Hiratsuka Shizuka couldn’t even guess whether Fujiwara Toru was joking or serious about becoming prime minister.
This young man is a little hard to understand, but he is also quite interesting.
After thinking for a moment, Hiratsuka Shizuka said, “Fujiwara-kun, you are a freshman at the University of Tokyo, and you are studying at the School of Political Science and International Relations. You might meet a friend of mine, or a student.”
Fujiwara Toru was a little surprised: “Teacher Hiratsuka, didn’t you say before that as long as one of your students can get into the University of Tokyo, your life will be worth it?”
“Teacher, is your life worth it? Then you have to be careful. You are still a young girl. Don’t be depressed after achieving your life goals.”
Hiratsuka Shizuka’s eyes lit up and she said, “You still remember what I just said.”
The woman would always feel inexplicably touched by those who carefully remembered what she said. She paused and smiled, “…Do I really look young? Don’t lie to me.”
“Of course, especially since Hiratsuka-sensei is very beautiful. I don’t believe you when you say you don’t have a boyfriend. There must be a lot of men chasing after you.”
“There have been men chasing me, but not many. How should I put it? Maybe I have a weird personality, or maybe I have high standards. None of them succeeded. When I finally came to my senses, I found that she was already an old woman.”
Hiratsuka Shizuka said with a sigh.
“Generally speaking, if a woman is too beautiful and outstanding, men will subconsciously think that she has a boyfriend, and then they will feel inferior, so they dare not pursue her.”
Fujiwara Toru said slowly.
Hiratsuka Shizuka smiled and said, “I took your words seriously. Fujiwara-kun is really good at talking. He must have dated many girlfriends.”
Fujiwara Toru shook his head. “It’s not easy to get into the University of Tokyo. I spend all my free time studying. How can I have time for a relationship?”
Well, actually there was time, but Fujiwara Toru didn’t use it for romance, he used it all for killing people.
In order to gain skill points and physical attribute points, Fujiwara Toru had had women, but that didn’t count as love.
Even Vermouth couldn’t be considered in a relationship. They could only be called lovers, who needed each other and kept each other warm emotionally.
A woman like Vermouth who wanders in the darkness, she will never have love, but she longs for true feelings.
As the two chatted, it was already past ten o’clock and almost eleven o’clock. I don’t know how many bottles of beer they had drunk.
“I can’t take it anymore. I can’t bear it if I drink any more. Boss, it’s time to pay the bill!”
Hiratsuka Shizuka shouted, and then she said to Fujiwara Toru: “…It was agreed that I would pay for the dinner, so you don’t have to pay.”
Fujiwara Toru responded with a smile.
“Minghui 8,600 yen!”
The boss brought the bill.
Toru Fujiwara and Shizuka Hiratsuka only ate two bowls of ramen and some side dishes, and the rest was beer.
This still cost nearly 10,000 yen, which shows that he drank a lot of beer. Generally, the cheaper beer in a restaurant is only about 300 yen a glass.
Although she said she was paying for the drinks, Shizuka Hiratsuka also paid for Fujiwara Toru’s meal.
She staggered to her feet, holding her head. Fujiwara Toru quickly stood up and supported her: “I’ll support you, be careful.”
“good.”
Hiratsuka Shizuka did not refuse.
The ramen shop owner secretly winked at Shizuka Hiratsuka, as if to say, this opportunity is given to you, seize it!
Helping Shizuka Hiratsuka leave the ramen shop, Shizuka Hiratsuka stood outside the shop and took a deep breath. After calming down a little, she smoked a cigarette, walked to an Aston Martin sports car, and took out the car keys.
When Toru Fujiwara first saw Shizuka Hiratsuka, he did not recognize her.
After all, anime is anime and reality is reality. When an anime character from twenty years ago appeared in front of him in real life, there was no way Toru Fujiwara could recognize him.
As they communicated and heard familiar names, he also remembered who Shizuka Hiratsuka was.
Although I know that Shizuka Hiratsuka’s family should not be simple, she is the eldest daughter of a wealthy family.
But since this person drives an Aston Martin, it seems he is extremely rich.
“You’re so drunk, you’re not still driving, are you?”
“Of course not. I still value my life. I don’t have much cash on me. I just want to take some money and find a hotel to stay in later.”
“Don’t you want a designated driver?”
“I don’t like other people driving my car.”
Fujiwara Toru agreed with this reason.
Because most people don’t like others driving their cars, not even acquaintances, let alone strangers.
“Then I’ll take you to the hotel.”
“Thank you, handsome Fujiwara~”
Shizuka Hiratsuka was half lying on Toru Fujiwara, her fair face flushed, and she was holding Toru Fujiwara’s waist and smiling foolishly.
The two were walking on the side of the road, not very fast, and Hiratsuka Shizuka’s entire weight was almost on Fujiwara Toru.
The woman had a very good figure, and the smell of perfume mixed with the scent of alcohol was strong, but to be honest, it wasn’t very pleasant, and Fujiwara Toru’s arms were sinking into the softness.
Fujiwara Toru is very calm. He will not be distracted by this little temptation.
This is not the downtown area of ​​Tokyo, and the streets are already very quiet at 11 o’clock.
As he walked along the road, Fujiwara Toru accidentally glanced and saw a person sitting in the shadow of the corner of the street.
The person was petite, probably a girl. She was wearing a snow-white dress and had black hair. At this time, she was lowering her head, so her face could not be seen clearly.
A little black cat was lying quietly on the girl’s bent legs. The black cat, black hair and white dress brought an eerie feeling in the dead of night.
“Fujiwara, what are you looking at?”
Seeing that Fujiwara Toru seemed to be distracted, Hiratsuka Shizuka shouted.
“There’s a person sitting there, he doesn’t look very old, maybe a student? He’s still out so late, he didn’t run into any trouble, did he?”
Fujiwara Toru said, pointing casually.
Hiratsuka Shizuka leaned forward from Fujiwara Toru’s right side, looked in the direction of his finger, and muttered, “Fujiwara-kun, you are lying. There is no one there.”
“Um?”
Fujiwara Toru looked at the street corner again in confusion. Yes, there was a girl in a white dress sitting there, and the black cat on her lap was looking at him with its light yellow pupils.
What happened? Did Shizuka Hiratsuka get drunk and feel dizzy?
No, that’s not right. This woman was not drunk at all. Fujiwara Toru knew it very well. Her behavior was actually fake.
But she said she didn’t see anything…
Fujiwara Toru suddenly felt a chill on his back and his scalp numbed, as if he had been splashed with a basin of cold water, and he felt creepy.
Chapter 23: Routines have always won people’s hearts (old version)
Kita-ku, Tokyo is a relatively remote area and there are no high-end hotels nearby. Even the best hotel only costs 10,000 yen a night.
This price is already very cheap in Tokyo.
Toru Fujiwara supported the drunken Shizuka Hiratsuka, registered at the front desk, took the room card and went upstairs, and opened the door.
The hotel rooms are relatively small, which is something that Toru Fujiwara has always criticized. He always feels that Neon is too petty.
Even in those expensive hotels, he felt that the room size was insufficient.
“Ms. Hiratsuka, we’re in the hotel room now. Can I help you get on the bed and rest?”
When they arrived at the hotel room, Fujiwara Toru was quite gentlemanly. He just held Hiratsuka Shizuka’s slender waist with his hand without doing anything to her.
Even his movements were rather immature, and he looked a little shy and uncomfortable.
“I…I think…”
Shizuka Hiratsuka, who was drunk and dazed, muttered.
“What are you thinking about?”
“I want to vomit…”
Fujiwara Toru frowned. Even if a beautiful woman vomited, it would still be disgusting. He quickly helped Hiratsuka Shizuka to the bathroom, made her kneel in front of the toilet, and patted her back gently.
Shizuka Hiratsuka held onto the toilet and retched, but after retching for a long time nothing came out.
Seeing this, Fujiwara Toru helped her up again, walked through the corridor at the entrance, took off her coat and high heels, and let her lie down gently on the bed.
Lying on the bed, Shizuka Hiratsuka’s eyes were hazy with drunkenness, but she seemed to be still conscious. She fumbled in her pants pocket, took out her cell phone, and said while covering her head:
“Fujiwara-kun, add me on Line? I’ll return the money to you then.”
When she was paying the room bill downstairs just now, Shizuka Hiratsuka was too drunk and it was Toru Fujiwara who paid for her.
With trembling fingers, Shizuka Hiratsuka opened Line, typed in the QR code, and then threw the phone to the side of the bed.
Seeing this, Toru Fujiwara had no choice but to pick up her phone, then opened his own phone and added each other as friends.
“Ms. Hiratsuka, I’ll be back first. Is it okay for you to be here alone? I’ve put a trash can next to the bed for you. If you want to vomit, it’s best to do it in the trash can.”
As he said this, Toru Fujiwara picked up the trash can under the table at the end of the bed and gently placed it on the bedside.
Hiratsuka Shizuka covered her eyes with one arm and murmured “hmm”.
Toru Fujiwara covered her with a little more quilt, then he stood up and walked out of the room, leaving Shizuka Hiratsuka alone lying on the bed.
Just when Shizuka Hiratsuka was wondering why Toru Fujiwara left the lights on and the door open, Toru Fujiwara came back from outside the house.
He was holding a box of milk in his hand. When he was helping Shizuka Hiratsuka into the house, he saw milk being sold in a vending machine in the corridor.
Fujiwara Toru put the milk on the bedside table and said, “When you are sober, drink a glass of milk to sober up. If you have anything, just send me a message on Line. Then Miss Hiratsuka, good night.”
After saying this, Fujiwara Toru seemed to think that Hiratsuka Shizuka was too drunk to answer, so he simply turned off the lights and only left the entrance light on so that when Hiratsuka Shizuka woke up in the middle of the night, she would not fall because there was no light in an unfamiliar place.
After doing all this, he walked out of the room again and closed the door quietly.
Back in the corridor, Toru Fujiwara bought a bottle of sugar-free drink from the vending machine and drank half of it in one gulp.
He looked quite calm, neither the immaturity he had shown in front of Hiratsuka Shizuka, nor the impatience that a man would show when seeing a beautiful woman.
“This woman is obviously a frequent drinker, so her alcohol tolerance cannot be so low. When I sent her home just now, she seemed defenseless, but she was actually trying to avoid my hand, which might have accidentally landed on her sensitive area.”
“Besides, how could a 26- or 27-year-old woman who has never been in a relationship, never had a boyfriend, and is still a virgin actually check into a hotel with a stranger she just met?”
“If she was really that casual, she would have changed boyfriends faster than turning the pages of a book. Sigh, people nowadays are not sincere at all, they are all tricks!”
Fujiwara Toru sighed deeply.
Well, he is actually following the routine.
There is a saying that true hunters always appear as prey. Instead of being a hunter yourself, it is better to pretend to be a weak prey and let the other party take the initiative to hunt you.
After knowing that the other person was Shizuka Hiratsuka from “Youth Romantic Comedy”, Toru Fujiwara guessed that she should also be one of the “heroines”, that is, someone who could provide him with skills and attribute points.
So Fujiwara Toru must deal with it carefully.
Gold Finger is quite strict in judging feelings, just like when Fujiwara Toru rescued Vermouth more than a year ago, the other party already had certain feelings for him.
But the golden finger had not been judged at that time. It was not until recently, after more than a year of contact with Vermouth, and both sides really developed true feelings for each other, that Fujiwara Toru obtained important and valuable skill points.
In other words, in order to obtain the desired attributes and skill points, both parties need to invest their emotions, and pure deception cannot be used.
It is easy to cheat on a woman’s body, and it is not difficult to cheat on her feelings, but it is more troublesome to ask both parties to invest their emotions.
Feelings are the most priceless.
So when facing Hiratsuka Shizuka, Fujiwara Toru did not covet her body. He needed to play the long game to catch a big fish.
“Who doesn’t like sweet and sour love? But these days, relationships require all kinds of routines, and women often do weird things. It’s really tiring.”
Now that he has a new life and can go to college again, what he wants is a rhythmic youth, not endless darkness and boring office life.
But at this time, Fujiwara Toru had no intention of thinking about women.
The girl in the white dress whom he had seen on the street corner before caught his attention.
“Do you want to go take a look, or just go home?”
Fujiwara Toru hesitated for a moment, but he decided to go and take a look.
If it is a blessing, it will not be a disaster. If it is a disaster, it cannot be avoided. The girl in the white dress is very likely related to the “ghost”. Now that I have seen it, pure escape cannot solve the problem. I must face it.
He touched the pistol in his arms. For the first time, this thing did not make Fujiwara Toru feel safe.
Chapter 24: Detective Chika Fujiwara (Old Version)
In the hotel room, not long after Fujiwara Toru left, Hiratsuka Shizuka touched the bedside and turned on the light.
She propped herself up and half sat up.
Just as Fujiwara Toru expected, although she drank a lot of wine, she was not completely drunk, at most she just felt a little uncomfortable.
Shizuka Hiratsuka didn’t know why she did this. She had never done this to other men in the past.
Leaning against the head of the bed, she stared at the light on the ceiling in a daze.
Thinking about my life over the past twenty years, it really makes me laugh and cry.
When she was young and in school, she was arrogant and had no interest in boys of the same age. She was not prepared to have a relationship and just wanted to live her own life.
So when her peers and friends were in love, she looked down on them and even told her friends about the bad consequences of being in love.
Her student life was quite free and easy. There were people who pursued her, but she rejected them all in a handsome way.
After leaving her student life and entering society, perhaps because of her age or perhaps because of the genetic instinct, Shizuka Hiratsuka suddenly began to feel like falling in love.
But at this time, she found that people in society were too utilitarian.
Either they coveted her beauty, or they were greedy for her family’s property. In her opinion, those men were either greasy or insincere.
A few years had passed like this, on and off, and now she was already twenty-six or twenty-seven, and she was starting to panic, feeling like she would never be able to get married.
If I had known this would happen, I would have started dating in college. At least students back then were more simple.
Especially after she became a teacher, she saw the enthusiasm and youthfulness of those high school students, and felt the huge difference when comparing them with people in society. This made her completely desperate, and she always felt that this boyfriend had no hope in this life.
But I’m lucky today.
I met a handsome guy, a top student from Tokyo University. He is still a student, not polluted by society. He is also so careful and has no bad intentions when facing the “drunk” me.
Shizuka Hiratsuka looked at the milk and trash can on the bedside table and thought about the lights that had just been turned off. Women are most easily moved by these unintentional details.
“Could it be that I actually like people who are younger than me, and they have to be students?”
Thinking of this, Shizuka Hiratsuka was shocked herself.
She is a teacher and should be a role model!
Although she was not a carnivorous woman, she had a rare urge to become a hunter at this moment.
I picked up my phone and first clicked on Fujiwara Toru’s Line homepage, wanting to see what his private life was like.
There are not many pictures in Fujiwara Toru’s circle of friends. Most of them are landscape pictures, and only occasionally one or two selfies can be seen.
Just like what Shizuka Hiratsuka thought, men don’t like taking selfies, and there’s nothing useful to see in the other person’s circle of friends. At most, we know that he often travels around the world. He must like traveling, right?
Moreover, he can support himself to travel around like this, and he studied at Xiuzhiyuan, so his family conditions are definitely not bad. Adding all these factors together, wow, he is a man of god in the eyes of girls!
Hiratsuka Shizuka hesitated a little.
Is the other party really interested in an old woman like me? Don’t end up going to find your sisters, drinking beer and singing lovelorn songs in KTV. You will definitely be laughed at by them then.
“Forget it, let’s just take it one step at a time. There’s no harm in getting to know a boy like this. We don’t have to be boyfriend or girlfriend. Just being friends is good too.”
Although Shizuka Hiratsuka keeps shouting “God, please give me a boyfriend” all day long, she is actually a very free and easy-going woman.
Her fingers accidentally slid across her friends, and when she saw a name, her fingers paused.
That person was exactly the one she had talked about with Fujiwara Toru before, a friend and student who was about to enter her sophomore year at the University of Tokyo and also studying at the Faculty of Political Science and International Relations – Yukinoshita Haruno!
She thought about it and sent a message:
“Yonori, I’ll go to Tokyo University to visit you when I have time. I haven’t been to Japan’s highest institution of learning yet. As a teacher, I also want to experience the influence of knowledge.”
I went to the University of Tokyo under the pretext of meeting a friend, and then contacted Fujiwara Toru, and I had a reason.
Not long after, the other party replied to her message: “It’s really strange, Xiaojing, you actually want to come to my school? Why do I feel something is wrong? What is your purpose?”
What a sensitive woman!
Seeing the other party’s reply, Shizuka Hiratsuka cursed inwardly. She suddenly felt a little regretful. She shouldn’t have said these to the other party.
If it was Yukinoshita Haruno, as long as I met her, she might really see through my thoughts.
This woman is so powerful that even Shizuka Hiratsuka can’t handle her sometimes.
But there was no way out. Things had come to this point, and she could only bite the bullet and continue chatting with the other party.
On the other side, Fujiwara Toru returned to the corner of the street. He came to the steps where he had seen the girl in the white dress just now, and raised his eyebrows: “Gone?”
After checking around, I still didn’t find the girl in the white dress, nor did I see the black cat in her arms.
Toru Fujiwara searched the surroundings and was sure that someone had been here just now. Black cat hair could be seen on the ground.
“So, is it a human or a ghost?”
It was dark all around, deserted and empty, with only the street lights and a convenience store in the distance still on. The atmosphere felt like something from a horror movie.
Fujiwara Toru took a deep breath. Since he hadn’t found the other party yet, he could only leave first.
A high-end apartment building in Minato-ku, Tokyo.
“Eh? Brother? Dad, where did my brother come from? Oh, I see, it must be that you had a child with another woman before you married Mom!”
“A high school detective named Kudo Shinichi once said that there is only one truth!”
A girl with long pink hair, a black hairpin on her head, and wearing a home dress.
She found a Sherlock Holmes detective hat from somewhere and put it on her head. She held a pipe in one hand and made a pistol shape with her other hand. She closed one eye and pointed at her father with a serious expression.
Beside the girl, her two sisters nodded vigorously, as if they agreed with their older sister.
Fujiwara Kenji looked at his three daughters with a frown on his face. When his wife looked at him with suspicion, he could no longer sit still and said quickly:
“Wife, you know, that’s my brother’s child, why are you fooling around with Qianhua!”
Mrs. Fujiwara’s expression had just eased when she heard Fujiwara Chika say again:
“It must be your child, father. He didn’t dare let mother know, so he went to find uncle secretly and colluded with him to say that it was yours!”
“The famous detective Fujiwara Chika has seen through the truth. Dad, plead guilty. Only by confessing can you be treated leniently. I will visit you in prison often in the future and will not treat you unfairly!”
Fujiwara Chika wiped her tears.
“Chika is right.”
“Well said, sister!”
Chika Fujiwara’s elder sister Toyomi Fujiwara and younger sister Moe Fujiwara expressed strong support for her.
Seeing that his wife was completely shaken, Fujiwara Kenji was about to collapse.
What sin have I committed to give birth to these three evil creatures, especially Qianhua, who is simply not a human being!
Watching Fujiwara Chika imitating the standard movements of Kudo Shinichi who often appears in the news, Fujiwara Kenji gritted his teeth.
Damn Kudo Shinichi, he insists on playing some detective game!
Oh, Kudo Shinichi seems to have disappeared recently? Serves him right!
“Chihua, stop messing around. I’m talking serious stuff.”
Fujiwara Kenji knew that he couldn’t explain at this time, the more he explained, the worse it would get.
He said to his second daughter with a stern face: “You have a good relationship with the girl from the Shigong family, right?”
“Shinomiya? Dad, are you talking about Kaguya? She and I have been good friends since fourth grade of elementary school.”
Fujiwara Chika didn’t know why her father mentioned her best friend.
Fujiwara Kenji nodded and said, “The old man in the family and your uncle have decided that your brother, well, to be more precise, your cousin, wants him to marry the girl from the Shinomiya family.”
“Hey hey hey?! Does this mean you want to marry Kaguya?”
Fujiwara Chika jumped up in shock.
It was not about shock at the news, nor was it about dissatisfaction with the elders controlling her best friend’s marriage, but more of a gossipy mood.
Wow, dating, an engaged couple, and then having sex~
A bunch of inexplicable things popped up in Fujiwara Chika’s mind, her face turned as red as a monkey’s butt, and she was gasping for breath.
Chapter 25: The Succession Rights of the Fujiwara Family (Old Version)
Fujiwara Kenji looked at his daughter with a headache, wondering what kind of mess this girl was thinking about.
He also had to admit that his three daughters were a little mentally ill, especially his second daughter, Fujiwara Chika, who was seriously ill.
But fortunately, he has gotten used to it after so many years. After all, she is his own daughter, and he has to endure it no matter how serious her illness is.
“Regarding your cousin, you should have met Qianhua.”
Kenji Fujiwara was sitting on the sofa while a TV series was playing on the TV in the living room.
The Fujiwara family has strict family discipline, and children are not even allowed to play electronic games or other items. Watching TV at home in the evening is considered a rare entertainment activity.
But today, the TV series that used to be so attractive has completely lost its appeal.
Fujiwara Chika raised her head, looked up, poked her chin with one hand, and recalled carefully.
“I have seen it? Why don’t I remember it?”
Fujiwara Chika said in distress.
Her sister, Fujiwara Moeha, exclaimed, “Wow, sister, you are so young and you have Alzheimer’s!”
Fujiwara Chika seemed to really believe what her sister said. She covered her face and squatted down, crying and saying:
“It’s over. I really have Alzheimer’s. If I don’t do well in the high school entrance exam, it must be because of my illness.”
Looking at her expression, you can tell that she is just making excuses for her poor academic performance in the future.
Fujiwara Kenji ignored his daughter’s antics and said slowly, “The president of Shuchiin High School last year was your cousin.”
When Fujiwara Chika heard this, her eyes widened in surprise and she asked, “Dad, are you talking about President Fujiwara?”
Although there are not many people with the surname Fujiwara in Japan, there are still quite a few, at least 300,000 or 400,000. So it is not possible that everyone with the surname Fujiwara is from that ancient family.
Therefore, Fujiwara Chika, and even former students of Shuchiin, did not associate Fujiwara Toru with the Fujiwara clan, but simply thought they had the same surname.
“Yes, it’s him. But last year your cousin didn’t want to admit his identity, so I didn’t tell you. At that time, you were also in junior high school and had no contact with his high school department.”
Fujiwara Kenji nodded and said.
“Ah, so President Fujiwara of the high school department is my cousin. What a pity.”
Fujiwara Chika said dejectedly.
Her sister Fujiwara Toyomi smiled and said:
“Qianhua, why are you disappointed? Is it because your cousin is such a handsome guy and you fell in love with him, but he dumped you in the end? Wow, this is so interesting, lovers finally become siblings!”
Fujiwara Chika didn’t care at all about her sister’s incompatibility. This was the character of the three sisters. She just said disappointedly:
“My cousin has already graduated. I remember that he entered the University of Tokyo with the first place in the entrance examination.”
“It would be great if he hadn’t graduated. I could use my position as the student union president to get me into the student union as vice president. Then we could protest to the school together, saying that the work of the student union is too tiring and that we need to be encouraged to give extra points on the exams!”
Fujiwara Chika clenched her fists, her mind full of thoughts of taking the back door, becoming an official in the student union, and then using her power to make her exams easier.
Although her academic performance cannot be said to be bad, it is definitely not good. It is at the middle level. She still has to study very hard to barely maintain her grades.
Fujiwara Kenji was very upset, but only at this time did Fujiwara Chika look like a member of the Fujiwara family.
As a political family, using connections to get benefits through the back door and taking advantage of one’s position to gain benefits for oneself is almost a natural instinct of the family.
From this perspective, Qianhua is actually suitable for entering politics?
As soon as this thought came to Fujiwara Kenji’s mind, he quickly shook his head.
This is not a good idea. If Qianhua enters the government department and gets promoted to a high position, given her personality, Japan will be on the verge of destruction!
“Mengye, when you are free someday, how about we go to the University of Tokyo together?”
“Okay, sister!”
“Chika, you’re not taking my sister with you, right?”
“Then take my sister with you!”
“What do you mean by piggyback?”
Fujiwara Kenji glanced at the clock on the living room wall and urged, “Okay, it’s getting late, you all should go back to your rooms and get some rest.”
“Chika will be promoted to high school tomorrow, and Moe will also be promoted to junior high school. When the time comes, we will be re-assigned to new classes and meet new friends. We have to be in our best condition.”
“Fengshi, you should also go and have a rest. You will be a junior when school starts.”
The Fujiwara family had strict family education, and the three sisters did not dare to talk back in this regard, and obediently returned to their rooms.
After the three sisters left, the living room quieted down, and Fujiwara Kenji shook his head: “What should I do with these three girls in the future? Sigh…”
Mrs. Fujiwara said, “Anyway, the family will make arrangements, so you don’t have to worry about them. But you won’t stop them from looking for your brother’s children?”
“That child was abandoned since childhood. Although he has returned to the Fujiwara family now, he probably doesn’t have a good impression of the Fujiwara family. I don’t know how he views his sisters.”
Mrs. Fujiwara was worried.
Fujiwara Kenji said: “My nephew told my brother that he was interested in entering Japanese politics.”
“As you know, the Fujiwara family has not had many children this generation, and all of them are girls. The old man has always been worried. Otherwise, why would he scold my brother after finding out that there was a boy in the third generation of the family?”
“But it was my brother who was wrong back then, and he wants to make amends now. He even spent more than 2 billion to buy a mansion just to make my nephew happy.”
Mrs. Fujiwara said, “I guess the child doesn’t really care.”
Fujiwara Kenji said awkwardly: “My nephew is really lucky. When he came to America, he had an adoptive father who held a high position. Compared with the status of America, he might not be interested in these things in Japan.”
“So when he decided to enter Japanese politics, the old man was so excited that he wanted to use all the resources of the Fujiwara family to help him.”
“That’s also the reason why I asked Qianhua and the others to contact their cousin.”
What he said was a little obscure, but Lady Fujiwara understood the meaning.
Now it seems that Fujiwara Toru has been recognized by the old man as the successor of the Fujiwara family, otherwise he would not want to arrange a fiancée for him. He wants to use the wealth of the Shinomiya family and the power of the Fujiwara family to help him rise to the top.
Her husband let her daughters get in touch with him so that he could take better care of Qianhua and the others in the future.
Although her husband did not fight or compete, and was just a diplomat, and all the family resources were used to help his younger brother become a high-ranking official in the cabinet, the fact that he had lived in the Fujiwara family since he was a child did not mean that he did not understand these methods.
The main reason is the personalities of Qianhua and the other girls, which really makes people worry about their future lives.
They are too well protected and too innocent, which is actually not a good thing for a family like the Fujiwara family.
At the same time, Toru Fujiwara, who was at home, received a call.
“You want to come see me tomorrow? Fine, whatever you want.”
The other party also knew that Fujiwara Toru didn’t want to talk more, so he hung up the phone.
Tomorrow is the opening ceremony of the University of Tokyo, and as Fujiwara Toru’s biological father in this life, I want to meet him on that day.
Fujiwara Toru naturally didn’t care. He had no feelings for his biological father, and not even as deep as his adoptive father Spencer.
Although Spencer was attracted by his abilities and raised him with a purpose, he did raise him to adulthood after all.
“But if I want to achieve my goal of becoming the Prime Minister of Japan, the help of the Fujiwara family is indispensable. This will save me at least 30 years of detours.”
When it comes to political matters like this, ability alone is not enough. You have to learn how to exchange interests and how to take advantage of situations. You cannot succeed in this field by going it alone.
Chapter 26: Tokyo University Goddess? Yukinoshita Haruno (Old Version)
In March, the cherry blossoms in Tokyo are about to bloom. During this cherry blossom viewing season, tourists from all over the world can be seen everywhere on the streets of Tokyo.
And Japan’s schools will also usher in a grand opening of the school year at this time.
Toru Fujiwara woke up at around five in the morning and first jogged for half an hour near his home.
After returning home, I made a simple breakfast and enjoyed my meal while watching the news on my IPAD.
The points from the golden finger only raised the upper limit of his physical functions, but how to bring out this upper limit requires Fujiwara Toru’s own efforts.
In other words, he needs to undergo long-term training in order to maximize his physical functions and achieve abilities that surpass ordinary people.
From this we can also see that Fujiwara Toru is a very self-disciplined person, and he does not only rely on the system to add points, the system is not that convenient.
Everything he has today is achieved through his own hard work.
At half past six, after taking a shower and changing into casual clothes, Toru Fujiwara left home and drove his Panamera to Bunkyo Ward in Tokyo.
Today is the opening ceremony of the University of Tokyo, and Fujiwara Toru must arrive early.
As the first in the Tokyo University entrance examination, and with his consent, Fujiwara Toru was to give the opening speech as a representative of the freshmen.
Fujiwara Toru would never refuse anything that would allow him to stand out.
It’s not that he has to show off in front of others, but if he wants to go into politics, he must be famous.
When entering the cabinet, elections are conducted within the party, which requires an exchange of interests.
But in the first elections to enter politics, a national vote was required, and the more famous a person was, the easier it was to get votes.
The so-called democracy is actually nonsense. Not to mention that not everyone can be a candidate for a seat in parliament, just talking about the voting of adults, in fact, most people vote with their feet.
Especially the slogans used by those city councilors in Japan during their election campaigns are very weird and totally a joke.
When the vast majority of people vote with their feet, then democracy does not exist from the beginning, and the election is just a show.
The freshman representative of the University of Tokyo, this title alone is enough to crush most people. At the very least, it can prove one’s ability and that he is an elite in society. Therefore, Toru Fujiwara will never give up this opportunity.
Ten minutes later, at seven o’clock, Toru Fujiwara drove to the main campus of the University of Tokyo. From this short driving time, it can be seen that the place where Toru Fujiwara now lives is not far from the University of Tokyo, only about five kilometers away.
As the opening ceremony of the most famous university in Japan, today is extremely lively. The entire campus is decorated with lights and many parents of new students will also attend the ceremony on this day as proof of their children’s admission to this university.
Early in the morning, the campus of Tokyo University was crowded with people. Both parents and students were smiling and looked proud.
Even if you get into this university with the worst grades, you are still Japan’s top talent. I dare not say that you have achieved success in life, but you are just one step away from success.
In the principal’s office, Toru Fujiwara met the president of the University of Tokyo who had been waiting there early this morning.
“Principal Fujii.”
“It’s Fujiwara-san who’s here. Relax and take a seat.”
When Teruo Fujii saw Toru Fujiwara, he warmly invited him to sit down.
The principal is in his fifties, looks very thin, has a long face, and looks very knowledgeable.
He himself is a professor of engineering at the University of Tokyo.
“I’ve read the speech you wrote, Fujiwara-san. Although some of the words are sharp, this is the University of Tokyo, Japan’s top university, and academic freedom is allowed here.”
“The entire speech will be in English. Is that okay with you, Fujiwara-san?”
Principal Fujii poured a glass of water. This principal didn’t have any bureaucratic airs and seemed very easy-going.
“Principal, have you not read my resume? I studied in America until my sophomore year of high school. English is my mother tongue, so there is no problem in giving the entire speech in English.”
Fujiwara Toru said helplessly.
Principal Fujii slapped his head and said apologetically, “I’m sorry, my brain hasn’t been working well recently and I forgot about this.”
“I remember that with your grades, Fujiwara-san, you should be able to go to Harvard, Yale, or other universities in America, right? Why did you choose to come to the University of Tokyo?”
Although the University of Tokyo is very good, it is still a level lower than the top universities in the United States.
“I may develop in Japan in the future. Compared with studying in America, the University of Tokyo may be more suitable for me.”
Fujiwara Toru didn’t mind telling everyone about his plans.
Principal Fujii thought of some detailed information about Fujiwara Toru.
This person is a descendant of the Fujiwara family. If he wants to develop in Japan in the future, then the University of Tokyo is indeed more suitable.
Because the people you meet here will definitely become figures in Japan’s financial and political circles in the future.
Just like those people in the law department, if they enter the police station after graduation, they will definitely be future high-ranking officials.
The high-level gatherings within the police station are actually no different from the Tokyo University alumni reunions. Tokyo University almost monopolizes the entire police department.
For example, Metropolitan Superintendent General Hakuba, Metropolitan Superintendent Hattori Heizo and others are all graduates of the University of Tokyo.
If you didn’t graduate from the University of Tokyo, it would be extremely difficult to get promoted in the police system.
“I believe that with your excellence, Fujiwara-san, you will be able to handle this entrance ceremony easily. Change your clothes and come with me to the auditorium in a while.”
“Yes, Headmaster.”
Fujiwara Toru readily agreed.
He took out the bachelor’s gown and hat that he had prepared long ago from his bag and changed his clothes in the cubicle of the principal’s office.
Principal Fujii gave a thumbs up and smiled, “With your looks, Fujiwara-san, I wonder how many girls from the University of Tokyo will chase you.”
Fujiwara Toru complained, “I heard that there are no beautiful girls in the University of Tokyo.”
The principal was embarrassed for a moment, and sighed helplessly: “There are not many female students in Tokyo University. There is nothing we can do about it. Even if they can be admitted to Tokyo University, girls may not be willing to come. They would rather go to Waseda University or Keio University.”
How unpopular are the girls from the University of Tokyo? They are often rejected in the marriage market.
As soon as they hear that you are a girl who graduated from Tokyo University, they immediately isolate themselves from the ideas of being virtuous, taking care of husband and children. In addition, men are prone to inferiority complex, so it is very difficult to find a good husband after entering Tokyo University.
In Japan, such girls are absolutely unwelcome and can only focus on their careers.
Similarly, the boys at the University of Tokyo don’t have much interest in the girls at the university. With such a small proportion of girls, there are definitely not many beautiful girls.
As a student of Donghua University, wouldn’t it be nice to find a girlfriend in other universities?
Fujiwara Toru and the principal went to the auditorium while chatting.
In the auditorium, seniors from the University of Tokyo were also busy.
It is definitely an experience for students to lead an opening ceremony, especially the opening ceremony of the University of Tokyo.
In addition, today is the day for new students to enroll, and it is also the best time for major clubs to recruit new members. These seniors will naturally respond with the greatest enthusiasm to recruit new blood.
“Yonano, look at that boy walking with the principal, is he the freshman admissions representative?”
“Wow, this junior is so handsome, he looks totally different from those nerds.”
A girl from the University of Tokyo shook a short-haired beauty next to her vigorously, pointed her finger forward and shouted excitedly.
Yukinoshita Haruno looked in the direction of her companion’s finger, with a perfect smile on her face, and she really wanted to say: “Even if he is a handsome guy, it is not your turn to pursue him.”
But unlike her somewhat immature sister, Yukinoshita Haruno is a very sociable person and well versed in the ways of the world.
Even though she was complaining in her heart, she said, “Mei Xing, such a handsome junior, do you want to try to pursue him?”
As she said this, she touched her friend next to her with her shoulder.
“Forget it. I don’t think my junior would look down on me.”
The female college student named Miyuki was quite self-aware. She gave up after just a moment of hesitation.
Yang No encouraged her instead, “How do you know if you don’t try? Besides, our Miyuki is very beautiful.”
Miyuki was all smiles when Yang No praised her. She was not particularly pretty among the girls, but among the girls at the University of Tokyo, she could definitely be called a beauty.
As expected, Yang Nai’s words are pleasant to the ear.
“Yang No, you are the goddess of our Dongda University, do you want to give it a try?”
Miyuki, who had just said this, saw Yukinoshita Haruno’s disapproving expression and immediately changed her words:
“… Such a junior must be very popular, and he is also the freshman representative. If we can get him to join our karate club, it will also help to make our club famous.”
Seeing that Yang Nuo was somewhat interested, Miyuki held her arm and continued: “Even if you do me a favor, let me have a chance to meet a handsome junior, okay? Yang Nuo.”
Yukinoshita Haruno was helpless because of her torture.
Besides, she felt that Miyuki was right. From a utilitarian point of view, it would be beneficial to get this student representative, who would soon become famous among the freshmen, to join her club.
“Okay, I promise you, I will go and invite him directly after the ceremony is over.”
Yukinoshita Haruno is a man of action and will never be shy.
Chapter 27 Welcome to the ‘unfair world’! (Old version)
In the lecture hall of the University of Tokyo, the opening ceremony for the new batch of Tokyo University students is being held.
As the top university in Japan, coveted by countless Japanese, even the opening ceremony attracted countless people’s attention.
The auditorium was packed with freshmen in bachelor’s gowns and parents who came to attend the opening ceremony.
Photographers hired by the University of Tokyo will record the entire ceremony process, which can be used as material in the future when needed.
Some internet anchors have also submitted applications and will conduct live broadcasts on the internet with the consent of the University of Tokyo.
“Hello everyone, I am Fujii, the president of the University of Tokyo. First of all, I would like to congratulate all the freshmen and welcome you to the University of Tokyo. From today on, you will become students of the University of Tokyo…”
The president of the University of Tokyo, Fujii, first gave an opening speech at the entrance ceremony.
If it were an ordinary school, I’m afraid the most annoying thing would be listening to the principal talking some useless nonsense at the beginning of the school term.
But it is different here. This is the University of Tokyo, the highest palace for all students. For countless Japanese high school students, the biggest wish in life is to sit in this auditorium and listen to the speech of the president of the University of Tokyo.
Therefore, in the entire auditorium, both the freshmen and their parents sat upright and listened attentively.
Especially the freshmen of Tokyo University, they all have proud expressions and confident eyes.
When some seniors from Dongda University who were working on the entrance ceremony saw the expressions of the freshmen, they all complained: “So, it’s these freshmen that I dislike the most.”
“Look at their immature and arrogant attitudes. Do they think they are good enough?”
“Once they enter the University of Tokyo, they will find that they, who were once admired by everyone, are just ordinary people in front of the group of geniuses here.”
“Alas, I don’t know how many people just can’t stand this sudden gap, so they all become honest and no longer think that they are the boss just because they got into Tokyo University.”
A junior student looked at the group of freshmen who were as proud as peacocks and said mockingly.
“We all went through this. When we first entered school, we were all so arrogant and unconvinced. We had a serious case of chuunibyou.”
Another senior said with a smile.
“That’s true… Hey, look, isn’t that Yukinoshita Haruno from the sophomore ‘School of Political Science and International Relations’? How come our Tokyo University goddess is here to help with the entrance ceremony?”
“What Dongda goddess? No matter how beautiful she is, would you rather date a girl from Dongda?”
Someone said with disdain.
One sentence made all the men shut up.
The women at the University of Tokyo are not easy to mess with. They have none of the reserve and restraint of traditional women, nor do they have traditional family values. It can even be said that the women at the University of Tokyo are a group of strong women, and ordinary people will never be able to subdue such women.
Therefore, in the blind date market, women from the University of Tokyo are regarded as a scourge.
At this time, a senior student said quietly: “That’s because you know that you can’t catch Yukinoshita Haruno at all.”
Everyone was embarrassed.
Well, actually it doesn’t matter whether she is from Tokyo University or not. As long as the woman is beautiful, that is more important than anything else.
The reason why they are not interested in girls in this school is because there are too few beautiful girls in this school and it is too difficult to pursue them.
More than ten minutes later, Principal Fujii finally finished his speech. His tone was ups and downs, but his speech was not fast.
After finishing his speech, the principal said, “Now, please invite the freshman representative, Fujiwara Toru, to come to the stage and speak.”
There was applause from the crowd in the auditorium.
Wearing a bachelor’s gown, Toru Fujiwara walked up to the podium step by step.
“Is that the freshman representative for this year? Damn, that junior is so handsome.”
“I heard that he ranked first in the entrance exam among this year’s freshmen.”
“Oh my god, he ranked first in the entrance exam and he’s so handsome, is there any chance of survival for him?”
“Fortunately, we don’t need to find a girlfriend at school, otherwise we would probably be single all the time in college.”
Several students from the University of Tokyo said indignantly.
In stark contrast to the girls from the University of Tokyo who are avoided by everyone, the boys from the University of Tokyo are really popular.
Many Japanese women hope to marry a top student from the University of Tokyo.
When Fujiwara Toru stood on the podium, everyone realized that this freshman representative didn’t bring a speech script? Did he want to speak without a script?
For a moment, people were amazed. It is very difficult to give an impromptu speech. It is a skill possessed by a true speaker.
Giving an impromptu speech is different from memorizing a script. Not only does it require the ability to speak the contents of the speech calmly, but it also requires arousing emotions in it. Even the president of the University of Tokyo just now cannot give an impromptu speech.
Toru Fujiwara stood in front of the podium. He looked at the auditorium in front of him which was filled with people. These were the future elite talents of Japanese society.
But in Fujiwara Toru’s eyes, they were nothing and not even qualified to be his stepping stones.
“It’s an unfair world!”
Toru Fujiwara put both hands on the podium and spoke loudly in front of everyone present.
“You feel that you have been admitted to the University of Tokyo and have become the pride of Japan. You believe that you will be treated fairly and will compete fairly in this sacred hall.”
“But this is wrong, absolutely wrong. On the contrary, coming to university, coming to the University of Tokyo, is the beginning of unfairness!”
The auditorium was silent. Many people did not expect that Toru Fujiwara, the freshman representative of the University of Tokyo, would make such explosive remarks right from the start.
For a moment, everyone became interested and curious about what he was going to say next.
In particular, many parents were amazed in their hearts, wow, this is worthy of the University of Tokyo, the speech of the freshman representative was not some useless nonsense like “the weather is fine” or “welcome all students to enroll”, but this kind of topic with extremely high traffic.
“Life is born unfair!”
“Some people are born men, some are born women, and in this society, people treat men and women completely differently.”
“Men have to be strong, and women are always seen as weak. When there is a dispute between the two sides, people will think that men have to accommodate women.”
“Is this fair? This is not fair!”
“Why should men accommodate women? Since everyone is shouting about gender equality, this kind of accommodation and this kind of social stereotype should not exist!”
“Some people are born with a silver spoon in their mouths. Their father is a senior executive of a famous company, their grandfather is a senior government official, and they have a Ferrari on the day they are born. But many people may not even own a Ferrari model in their lifetime.”
“And you…”
Fujiwara Toru was full of passion. He made a lot of hand movements when he was speaking. His passionate expression, tone and gestures could easily make others emotional.
“And you are also the beneficiaries of this unfairness. You were able to get into the University of Tokyo, and you will say that you worked hard.”
“Yes, you worked hard, but there were others who worked just as hard, or even harder than you, but why didn’t those people get into the University of Tokyo?”
“Because you may really be born with a higher IQ, and you may be gifted in learning, while those who work just as hard, no matter how hard they try, will never be able to catch up with you.”
“Is this fair? No, it’s not fair, because it may just be that you are lucky, while those who work hard and try their best lack this luck!”
Fujiwara Toru held the podium with both hands. He looked around the entire auditorium. The auditorium was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. He said loudly:
“Here, you will experience even greater unfairness. We are all students of Donghua University, and no one is superior to anyone else. Academic performance is no longer important here. The identity of being a Donghua University graduate is enough.”
“When you graduate, you will find that although you have better grades and are more outstanding, you cannot compete with others for an important position.”
“That’s because the elders are the managers of that position. Your excellence is useless. You have been defeated by unfairness!”
“Can this unfair world be changed? Of course it can be changed. If one day I become the Prime Minister of Japan, I will make this world fairer.”
“I will bring you fairness, fairness, and XXX fairness!”
“But before that… welcome to the ‘unfair world’!”
After saying the last sentence, Fujiwara Toru turned around and left the podium without looking back.
There was total silence in the auditorium. After a few seconds, thunderous applause broke out inside the auditorium.
Some people were in an uproar, some were clapping loudly, and the entire auditorium of the University of Tokyo suddenly became as chaotic as a vegetable market.
The freshmen don’t take it seriously. This group of students who have not yet been beaten by society believe that they are excellent and will definitely be treated fairly. This world is unfair to others, but it is absolutely fair to themselves.
Most of those who applauded were the students’ parents. Only they knew clearly that being admitted to the University of Tokyo would give them a higher starting point, but compared with those who were born in Rome, the students of the University of Tokyo were no more than that.
Of course, more people were surprised by Fujiwara Toru’s last words.
Running for Prime Minister? Is this student joking, or does he really want to become the Prime Minister of Japan?
His speech didn’t sound like a freshman speech at all, but more like a prime ministerial campaign speech, which made people subconsciously think of MAGA in distant America.
But no matter what, Fujiwara Toru’s speech, which was completely different from the usual freshman speeches, made countless people know him at once.
“In this age of entertainment to death, if you want to be recognized by others, you have to do something extraordinary, and the same is true for elections.”
“Why do people have to spend so much money on elections and go on TV and roadshows? Because people don’t think too much and will only vote for those who appear in front of them more often and those who are more famous.”
Fujiwara Toru chuckled.
Not far away, Yukinoshita Haruno quietly watched Fujiwara Toru walk off the stage, her expression full of interest.
“Yang Nao, what are you thinking about?”
Beside her, Miyuki asked.
“No, I didn’t think anything.”
Yang Nai shook his head.
In fact, what she was thinking was that if her sister heard what Fujiwara Toru said, she would definitely sneer at him.
The girl Yukino would definitely say that if the world is unfair, then we must change it. Of course, that doesn’t mean changing it by voting for Fujiwara Toru to be prime minister.
“Hey, Haruno, you better hurry over now. I guess other clubs will go look for Fujiwara-san soon.”
Miyuki urged Yang Nodao.
Yukinoshita Haruno put on an elegant and perfect smile and strode forward.
Chapter 28: The real genius, Miyano Shiho! (Old version)
A pharmaceutical research institute under Kobayashi Pharmaceutical in the suburbs of Tokyo.
As one of the largest pharmaceutical companies in Japan, Kobayashi Pharmaceutical has a history of over a hundred years.
Since the company received investment from the Karasuma Group in the 1950s, it has developed rapidly. Many of Japan’s famous medicines are related to this group.
However, this research institute appears to be an ordinary research institute under Kobayashi Pharmaceutical, but in fact, it is a base of the Black Organization in Neon, and is conducting extremely important drug research.
Shiho Miyano became the chief pharmaceutical researcher at this institute at the age of eighteen.
On the surface, her life seemed promising, but only Miyano Shiho herself knew that her life had been like a puppet on a string from the very beginning, dull and bleak.
In her own office, Shiho Miyano was sitting in front of the computer. In addition to various drug research data, her desk also had neon fashion magazines and other books that were out of place in this office.
She inadvertently glanced at the corner of the room, where there was a camera, and her entire life was being monitored.
Today, Miyano Shiho had some rare free time. She was watching videos online and accidentally clicked into the live broadcast room, where she happened to see the entrance ceremony of the University of Tokyo.
Originally, Miyano Shiho had no interest in these things, but today, for some unknown reason, she was watching the live broadcast of the Tokyo University entrance ceremony.
The principal’s speech at the beginning was very boring and made people sleepy. Just when Miyano Shiho wondered if she had seen the wrong live broadcast room, the speech of the freshman representative finally piqued her interest.
“An unfair world? Oh, this world is unfair, but these freshmen in the ivory tower simply won’t understand it.”
Although she is only eighteen years old, even younger than the freshmen of the University of Tokyo, Miyano Shiho’s words are very mature.
Her eyes were cold, and contained a hint of mockery towards the society and her own fate.
If these students who were admitted to the University of Tokyo are so-called geniuses, then the eighteen-year-old Miyano Shiho is the genius among geniuses.
Last year, she graduated from Columbia University, not as an undergraduate, but as a double doctoral student.
If the organization had not intentionally suppressed the news, Miyano Shiho would probably have become famous in America long ago.
Even at a young age, she has demonstrated extraordinary intelligence and talent. Although the Black Organization is an international criminal group, it is a criminal organization with a program and attaches great importance to talent training.
Therefore, Miyano Shiho was sent to study in the United States at a very young age. She skipped grades and was admitted to a famous American university at the age of thirteen. She graduated with a doctorate at the age of seventeen and had two doctoral titles.
Compared with other ordinary people, such people are the embodiment of the unfairness of the world.
However, Miyano Shiho does not feel proud or happy, but only sad about it.
She would rather be just an ordinary person and not have such extraordinary talents.
Because she has no freedom, her fate has been determined since she was born.
Miyano Shiho once thought about resisting, but the more she understood the power and terror of the organization, the weaker her desire to resist became. Now she has even reached the point of giving up completely.
She didn’t like the drug the organization asked her to study because it was a poison and she didn’t want to become a hidden executioner.
But her family was threatened, and she was just an ordinary girl, so she was afraid of death.
All she could do was resist verbally, but she continued her research silently with her hands.
Recently, she has become more interested because the poison being studied has allowed her to discover its miraculous effects.
“This drug is based on my parents’ research. Perhaps if we study it further, we can find out what my parents were researching for the organization back then.”
Exploring the truth behind her parents’ death and looking for traces of their life is one of the few things that Miyano Shiho wants to do.
Although she suspected that her parents were killed by the organization, as important researchers of the organization, they should not be killed so easily.
Only by finding out what our parents were researching back then can we really get closer to the truth.
Miyano Shiho turned off the live broadcast.
Whether it was the group of freshmen from the University of Tokyo or the so-called freshman representative, she only mocked them.
In her opinion, they are also a group of ignorant people who do not know the true darkness of this society.
But at the same time, they are also the people that Miyano Shiho envies. They have their best years and a time to sing praises of college youth.
And I have nothing.
“Sister hasn’t sent me any messages recently, and the people in the organization are also vague about what they are saying. Sister, please don’t be in trouble.”
Miyano Shiho thought anxiously.
Her sister is her last warm harbor and the only emotional support that enables her to hold on to her current life.
Chapter 29: Yukinoshita Haruno’s invitation (old version)
In the auditorium of the University of Tokyo, Fujiwara Yoshitaka, the current chairman of the National Security Council of Neon Japan, and Fujiwara Toru’s biological father, also came to attend the opening ceremony.
He was quite satisfied with Fujiwara Toru’s impromptu speech.
In addition to Toru Fujiwara showing the qualities that a speaker should have, there was also affirmation of the content of the speech.
As a member of the Fujiwara family, he should have such awareness, and his passionate speaking style will make people pay more attention to him if he wants to enter politics and win votes in the future.
In the so-called “democratic” system, if you can’t act or give a speech, then don’t even think about getting involved in politics.
“I don’t know if he really wants to go into politics.”
Fujiwara Yoshitaka was looking forward to it so much, and the Fujiwara family needed a third generation to hold up the family.
As for his brother and his three nieces, not to mention that they are women, just based on their personalities and the way they were brought up, they are not suitable for politics.
Thinking of this, Fujiwara Yoshitaka looked at a woman in her thirties wearing a kimono sitting next to him.
The woman was well-maintained, with a plump figure, her hair tied up high, and a very mature charm. She was Fujiwara Yoshitaka’s wife.
Fujiwara Yoshitaka said in a cold voice: “Let’s go, let’s go see Toru together. I know you may not like him, but he is my son, my only son. Don’t have any extra thoughts.”
Fujiwara Yoshitaka’s warning didn’t sound like he was talking to his wife at all.
Mrs. Fujiwara was terrified and lowered her head and said, “I dare not have any other thoughts, Yoshitaka.”
Fujiwara Yoshitaka snorted, “I hope so.”
Then, his words softened a lot, and he said, “…I remember your niece is also studying at the University of Tokyo, right? Is she in the same college as Toru?”
“You mean Yang No? She is in the Faculty of Political Science and International Relations at the University of Tokyo, and she is a sophomore this year.”
“Well, then you can let your niece get in touch with Toru.”
Seeing that her husband’s attitude had improved a lot, Mrs. Fujiwara hurriedly thanked him.
The opening ceremony of the University of Tokyo ended amid the noise of the freshmen.
But what follows is another round of youth campus chaos.
Almost all the freshmen are here today. It is a good day for clubs to recruit new members.
In order to prevent the club from being in a state of disarray, all senior students will try their best to persuade younger students to join their clubs on this day.
What? You want to check out other clubs first? I tell you, our club is the best. Hurry up and sign up, and join our club first!
Fujiwara no Yoshitaka and Mrs. Fujiwara came to the backstage of the auditorium as Fujiwara no Toru’s parents.
As a representative of the freshmen, Toru Fujiwara still has some finishing work to do, so for the time being he doesn’t have to be put in the position of being pushed around by others for the club.
However, there was someone who got there first and arrived in front of Fujiwara Toru.
Fujiwara Yoshitaka was standing not far away and saw someone chatting with Fujiwara Toru. He was stunned for a moment, so he didn’t say anything and just waited for the two to finish chatting first.
“Fujiwara-san, may I bother you for a moment? I’m Yukinoshita Haruno, also from the Faculty of Political Science and Foreign Relations. I’m a sophomore this year and your senior.”
Toru Fujiwara, who was about to change out of his academic uniform, was blocked by someone.
Looking at this beautiful girl with short light black hair, perfect smile and graceful appearance, Fujiwara Toru was stunned for a moment.
Naturally, after meeting Shizuka Hiratsuka, Toru Fujiwara recalled some of the main characters in “Youth Story”.
Therefore, when the senior in front of him said her name was ‘Yukinoshita Haruno’ and saw her beautiful face, Fujiwara Toru immediately knew who she was.
“Yukinoshita Haruno? I remember in the anime she was studying at some local university in Chiba. Why did she end up at Tokyo University?”
However, Fujiwara Toru changed his mind and realized that this world is not the original world, so it is normal to have differences.
Especially if Yukinoshita Haruno is really as outstanding as in the anime, it would be strange for her to apply to a local university in Chiba.
You have to know that university is very important to the offspring of such families, not only because of the name of the school, but also because of the people and social resources they will meet in the school itself.
University alumni associations are the easiest networking resources that ordinary people can obtain. Many political and financial celebrities are graduates of universities!
Therefore, it was actually the right choice for Yukinoshita Haruno to be admitted to the University of Tokyo.
If you enroll in a local university, you are giving up all these voluntarily, which is simply stupid.
“Yukinoshita-senpai, do you have something to ask me?”
Facing Yukinoshita Haruno, Fujiwara Toru asked in a gentle tone.
His eyes glanced at the other person imperceptibly.
Yukinoshita Haruno was wearing a pair of jeans and canvas shoes, and a long coat similar to underwear on her upper body, with a simple coat on the outside.
Her outfit was not too fashionable, but it made her look more youthful, especially the tight seamless bra, which perfectly showed off her surging breasts and the shallow white cleavage, which was enough to make a man’s blood boil.
This is a woman who knows how to utilize her feminine advantages and the beauty of her body, and she also understands her own strengths.
“I’m just asking, is Fujiwara-san interested in joining my club?”
“What club? Let me make it clear first, if it’s a weird club, I will definitely not join it.”
Yukinoshita Haruno has a bright and elegant smile, just like a lively older sister, and fits the definition of ‘senior sister’ very well: “That’s not some weird club, but the most popular karate in Neon right now.”
“Even in the University of Tokyo, this is one of the largest and most famous clubs. If Fujiwara, as a freshman representative, can join, it will be a great honor for our school.”
Yukinoshita Haruno knew very well that someone like Fujiwara Toru, who had just been admitted to the University of Tokyo and was the freshman representative, must be very proud.
Therefore, she lowered her posture and gave him enough sense of masculinity, especially as one of the most famous clubs in the University of Tokyo, which must be attractive to him.
“Karate? I remember Yukinoshita Haruno learned Aikido, right? Well, in this world where elementary school students of the Shinigami exist, karate is the way to go.”
Fujiwara Toru secretly complained in his heart.
Chapter 30: Fujiwara Toru: I just practiced blindly! (Old version)
“Karate club?”
Fujiwara Toru looked at Yukinoshita Haruno in front of him with a smile on his face. He never expected that he would meet her just when he entered college, and he never expected that Yukinoshita Haruno would invite him to join the club.
Seeing Fujiwara Toru’s intention, Yukinoshita Haruno was shocked. She continued to work hard and said with a bright and elegant smile:
“Yes, it’s a karate club. Even if Fujiwara-san doesn’t know karate, it doesn’t matter. After all, not everyone who joins the club knows karate. The karate seniors will also provide some basic instruction.”
“It would be even better if you could fall in love with karate in the club. You can take the dan exam or even participate in competitions during college.”
“Of course, you don’t have to worry about whether it’s rank exams or participating in competitions. This is just an amateur club, not focused on professional competitions.”
Yukinoshita Haruno specifically reminded Fujiwara Toru.
She has seen too many young male classmates who are full of vigor and eager to succeed.
Especially for someone like Fujiwara Toru who has already achieved certain achievements, he is naturally full of self-confidence and believes that he will succeed no matter what he does.
Yukinoshita Haruno doesn’t hate such men. Confident men are always attractive.
But if she overestimates her own abilities and becomes a narcissist that is a joke, even if Yukinoshita Haruno doesn’t say it on the surface, she will laugh at herself in secret.
Yukinoshita Haruno is also an extremely confident woman, which is very consistent with people’s impression of the strong women in the University of Tokyo.
The reason why she spared no effort to invite Fujiwara Toru to join the club was that she believed that what her friend Miyuki said was right.
This freshman representative has already become popular among the freshmen. Having him join the club can be used as an advertisement to invite other freshmen to join.
Especially since this junior is very handsome, he is the best person to help invite those female classmates.
Yukinoshita Haruno is well aware of the attraction between men and women, and she also knows how to use her advantages as a girl, like now.
Fujiwara Toru listened to what Yukinoshita Haruno said with a serious expression.
After Yukinoshita Haruno finished introducing the Tokyo University Karate Club and the achievements of past club members, Fujiwara Toru suddenly asked:
“Has Yukinoshita-senpai learned karate since she was a child?”
Yukinoshita Haruno, who was explaining to Fujiwara Toru with a dry mouth, was stunned for a moment. She smiled brightly and said, “I have been learning karate since I was a child, and I became a black belt in junior high school.”
“How about it, Fujiwara-san, are you interested in the karate club? It’s okay if you need to consider it, but I just hope that Fujiwara-san can think more about us when choosing a club.”
Yukinoshita Haruno knew very well that forcing others too much would make them annoyed, so she directly gave Fujiwara Toru a way out. Even if Fujiwara Toru refused, both parties would save face.
I have to say that this woman really understands the ways of the world, like a gentle and caring older sister.
“Yukinoshita-senpai, will you also teach the new students?”
Fujiwara Toru asked curiously.
“No, normally I won’t teach you. At most I’ll give you some pointers. I have to use my spare time to practice so that I can participate in the National Karate Tournament.”
“But if you, Fujiwara-san, join us, it would be no problem for me to teach you individually. Have you ever considered accepting the guidance of a senior like me?”
Yukinoshita Haruno blinked and suddenly gave an ambiguous smile.
That smile seemed both intimate and distant, making people feel itchy.
“Actually, I don’t care what club I join. Since Senior Yukinoshita has invited me so kindly, it would be unkind of me to refuse. Besides, I have actually practiced karate before.”
Toru Fujiwara never expected that there would be an unexpected surprise at the University of Tokyo, that he would meet Yukinoshita Haruno.
“Oh? What’s Fujiwara-san’s level?”
Yukinoshita Haruno was not surprised that Fujiwara Toru knew karate.
In the past twenty years, karate has been very popular in Japan, just like those girl bands nowadays.
Especially after a karate genius emerged last year, a karate craze started in Japan.
“What level? Probably the same level as Kyogoku Makoto now, but after I train a little more and push my physical fitness to the limit, even if Kyogoku Makoto comes, he will be defeated.”
Thinking this in his heart, Fujiwara Toru smiled and said, “I don’t know what level I am at. I just practiced blindly on my own and I haven’t taken any dan exams.”
Fujiwara Toru did not lie to Yukinoshita Haruno, he really just practiced blindly with the help of the golden finger!
“It would be better if you have a basic knowledge, then we can learn from each other.”
Yukinoshita Haruno’s words were very tactful. In fact, she meant that she could teach Fujiwara Toru. She continued, “…So, Fujiwara-san, have you made a decision? You really don’t need to think about it anymore?”
“No need to think about it. Just because there is such a considerate senior sister, I feel that it is unnecessary to think about it. Where is the registration form? I can fill it out now.”
When Fujiwara Toru saw Yukinoshita Haruno, he knew that he had a chance to join the karate club!
Chapter 31 Are they relatives of the Yukinoshita family? (Old version)
“Sorry, I don’t have the registration form with me right now. The club recruitment is actually outside the auditorium. How about you wait here for me and I’ll get it now?”
Yukinoshita Haruno is a man of swift and decisive actions. Now that he has achieved the desired result, he must finalize it as soon as possible.
“There’s no need for you to make another trip. How about this, you leave me a line. I have some things to deal with. When I’m done, how about going to the club recruitment office to find you?”
As he said this, Fujiwara Toru had already taken out his cell phone.
Yukinoshita Haruno raised her eyebrows and said with a half-smile: “Fujiwara-san, you are not saying that something is an excuse, but you just want my Line, right?”
“It’s true that I want Line, but it’s also true that I have something else to do right now.”
Toru Fujiwara looked behind Yukinoshita Haruno. His biological father and his wife had been waiting for a long time. In fact, Toru Fujiwara had already discovered them.
Yukinoshita Haruno took out her phone and exchanged Line messages with Fujiwara Toru. She shook her phone and said, “It’s a deal then, Fujiwara-san, don’t go back on your word.”
Having said this, Yukinoshita Haruno was ready to leave temporarily, but when she turned around and saw the two people behind her, she was stunned.
Because that person was also an acquaintance of Yukinoshita Haruno, she walked over with a perfect smile of a junior, and greeted him warmly, “Uncle, Aunt.”
Fujiwara Yoshitaka nodded and signaled his wife with his eyes.
Mrs. Fujiwara immediately understood what her husband meant. She held Yukinoshita Haruno’s hand and asked about her well-being, “Haruno, I haven’t seen you for a long time. Shall we go over there and talk?”
Yukinoshita Haruno looked at Fujiwara Yoshitaka, she seemed to be thinking about something, and said obediently: “Okay.”
As she said that, she let her aunt pull her away, but she saw from the corner of her eye that her uncle walked towards Fujiwara Toru.
After leaving the backstage room of the auditorium and coming to the corridor, Yukinoshita Haruno asked without waiting for her aunt to speak, “What is the relationship between Fujiwara-san and my uncle?”
“They are father and son by blood.”
Mrs. Fujiwara said with a grim expression.
“Why haven’t I heard of this before?”
“This matter is more complicated.”
“Really? Then I won’t ask.”
Yukinoshita Haruno roughly guessed the reason, and she would not say too much about such things to avoid embarrassing her aunt.
If her sister was here, she might really get to the bottom of the matter. Yukino is the type of person who strives for truth and doesn’t care about what others think.
To put it nicely, it’s called being eccentric; to put it bluntly, it’s being inflexible and lacking the ability to read people’s expressions; to be more precise, it’s being a bit childish.
Yukinoshita Haruno’s favorite thing to do is to ‘laugh at’ her sister.
Yang Nai recalled what happened at home in her mind.
The Yukinoshita family is considered a prominent family in the Chiba area. Although it cannot be compared with those Chinese families that have been passed down for hundreds of years, it is also quite famous in the local area and has considerable assets.
Her grandfather had two daughters, her mother and her aunt.
Because they are all women who need to inherit the family property, a family like Yukinoshita will undoubtedly choose to recruit a son-in-law to marry into the family.
This is how Yukinoshita Haruno’s father married into the Yukinoshita family, so her mother is the head of the family this generation, and her father manages some of the family’s businesses.
For this kind of family, except for the heir, the rest of the children will either be left alone to fall in love freely or be arranged to marry.
Yukinoshita Haruno’s aunt was not forced into an arranged marriage by her father, but instead gave her the right to freely fall in love.
But no one expected that his aunt would have a romantic relationship with the second son of the Fujiwara family, Fujiwara Yoshitaka.
Not only was this a marriage arranged, but it also showed that she was truly in love. At that time, Yang Nai’s grandfather was very happy and thought that his aunt was very blessed.
But good fortune never comes alone, and misfortune never comes alone. After my aunt got married, she never had children.
Children are very important for a large family like this that needs inheritance. As a last resort, my aunt and uncle went to the hospital for a check-up. The final result was that my aunt was infertile at all!
This was a huge blow to both the Fujiwara family and the Yukinoshita family, and it would be normal for the two to divorce.
However, Fujiwara Yoshitaka had already entered politics at that time and was preparing to climb to a high position, and divorce would ultimately have a bad impact on his political career.
In addition, the two of them were truly in love when they were students, so they never chose to divorce.
But without any offspring, my aunt’s situation in the Fujiwara family was very bad. It was said that the old man of the Fujiwara family got really angry several times.
“Hyono…you, you know that Fujiwara Toru?”
Mrs. Fujiwara asked tremblingly, even with fear on her face.
Yukinoshita Haruno looked at the expectation in her aunt’s eyes and sighed in her heart.
The relationship between my aunt and my mother is not good, it would not be an exaggeration to say that they are enemies.
Because my mother was forced to find someone she didn’t like and take over the family business, while my aunt not only had the freedom to fall in love, but also married into a real wealthy family.
At that time, the young and hot-tempered aunt said many unpleasant things, and the two sisters became enemies from then on. Whenever the mother mentioned her sister, her expression was resentful.
And Yukinoshita Haruno even guessed what her aunt wanted her to do.
Chapter 32 Please, Haruno, get on better terms with Fujiwara Toru! (Old version)
Yukinoshita Haruno still had a perfect smile on her face. She always did things in a way that made no one find any flaws in her and gave people a warm and bright look.
“Aunt, you can see that I am not very familiar with Fujiwara. If I hadn’t met you, I wouldn’t even know that I have such a relationship with him.”
What Yukinoshita Haruno meant was actually a refusal. She didn’t want to do anything to help her aunt.
It’s not that she has a bad relationship with her aunt, it’s just that Yukinoshita Haruno doesn’t think this is what she should do.
Her surname is Yukinoshita, so she should consider the Yukinoshita family. However, her aunt’s surname is now Fujiwara, and because of the breakdown of the sisterly relationship with her mother, she has no relationship with the Yukinoshita family anymore.
“Yang Nai, you have been smart since you were young, and you understand the ways of the world. Although I haven’t met you very often, I have heard people talk about you.”
“I believe that with your ability, Yang No, you will be able to establish a good relationship with Fujiwara Toru.”
Lady Fujiwara was a little anxious. She was desperate and wanted to grab every possible life-saving straw.
There was a smile on Yukinoshita Haruno’s face, but her expression was a little cold.
If his sister Yukino was here, he would probably say something unpleasant to others and they would never have anything to do with each other again.
But as the elder sister, Yukinoshita Haruno is more adept at dealing with things and cannot say the seemingly rational but actually heartless words of her younger sister.
However, Yang Noi also said angrily: “Aunt, I don’t know what happened between you and Fujiwara that made you want to do this, even to use me.”
“But what I want to say is that there are some things that a junior like me cannot help with. If you encounter a problem, you should solve it yourself and maintain a good relationship with Fujiwara-san.”
Mrs. Fujiwara’s eyes were a little red. There were some things she didn’t want to say to Haruno. As an elder, she felt it was too embarrassing.
But at this moment she could no longer care about anything else and said anxiously:
“Of course I understand this, and I also want to have a good relationship with Fujiwara-kun. I am no longer as reckless as I was when I was young, and I also hope to be able to live in harmony with him as his stepmother.”
“But even if he is your uncle, Fujiwara Toru doesn’t pay much attention to him now. What can I, a stepmother, do? Besides, he doesn’t live in the Fujiwara family, so I don’t even have the opportunity to meet him.”
“Yang Nai, please consider it as your aunt, I beg you, okay? I really have no other choice.”
“The old man of the Fujiwara family has never liked me, but now he finally has a grandson, and he treasures me very much.”
“Your uncle has been very cold to me over the years. Now that his son is back, if…if Fujiwara-kun and I don’t get along, he will definitely divorce me.”
“If we get divorced, what should I do? The Yukinoshita family can no longer accommodate me. You know your mother’s character. She is too strong and there is no way she will accept me again. Then I will really be homeless.”
Mrs. Fujiwara wiped her tears and cried.
Seeing her aunt and her elder crying, Yukinoshita Haruno couldn’t bear it.
She is not a cold-hearted woman. Although she often puts her own interests first in her behavior, that is what the Yukinoshita family taught her since she was a child, and it is not her nature.
Yukinoshita Haruno felt a little soft-hearted.
She knew her aunt very well. She married her uncle early and became a housewife. She had no abilities.
If her uncle really divorced her, with the Fujiwara family’s ability, they would not force her to leave the house with nothing, but they would definitely only give her some living expenses every month at most.
Given my aunt’s extravagant lifestyle, she absolutely could not accept such a change in her life.
What her aunt said was right. It was impossible for her to return to the Yukinoshita family after the divorce. Her mother took over the family’s property and even married someone she didn’t like. The price she paid was that everything in the Yukinoshita family belonged to her mother.
Originally, my grandfather wanted to leave some property to my aunt, but my aunt was young and hot-headed at the time, and thought that since she had joined the Fujiwara family, she would no longer need the things from the Yukinoshita family.
By now, she must be regretting it, but there is no medicine for regret in this world.
Seeing the change in Yukinoshita Haruno’s expression, Mrs. Fujiwara felt that there was hope, so she continued, “Haruno, you can’t just watch your aunt live on the streets like this, can you?”
“And I have also made contributions, aunt. The Yukinoshita family has been able to develop to what it is today with the help of the Fujiwara family.”
“The future property of the Yukinoshita family will be yours. It is in the interests of the Yukinoshita family for you to establish a good relationship with the next head of the Fujiwara family in advance, isn’t it?”
“I don’t ask you to do anything. You just need to get on better terms with Fujiwara-kun and mention my aunt a few times so that he won’t be hostile to me.”
Mrs. Fujiwara pleaded.
She is very satisfied with her current life.
Although her husband became increasingly cold towards her, he never demanded too much from her when it came to living expenses and let her buy whatever she wanted.
All I have to do every day is to get beauty treatments and attend various salon parties with the ladies from other families.
Because her husband was a high-ranking government official and a member of the Fujiwara family, she had a very high status among those noble ladies, and all of them had to speak to her with caution.
How could she give up such a life?
This is the life of an upper-class wealthy wife that many people dream of!
Even her own sister, the current head of the Yukinoshita family, seems to live a rich life, but in fact she still has to be careful every day and lives a very tiring life.
The Yukinoshita family’s house is too small, and a wave could directly destroy it.
After all, there are only a few families in Japan that are as solid as the Fujiwara family, standing firm and able to withstand all kinds of storms.
“Since you said so, Auntie, I will try to contact Fujiwara more often.”
Yukinoshita Haruno finally agreed.
She didn’t have much aversion to taking the initiative to approach a man, because it was all for the benefit of the Yukinoshita family.
Is it really okay to approach others with a purpose like this?
As soon as this thought came to her mind, Yukinoshita Haruno shook her head and tried to forget it.
She can’t learn to think about these things like her sister. After all, Yukino lives in an ivory tower and is protected too well. These things will be borne by me, her elder sister.
But Yang Nai vaguely wondered, is this really the life he wanted?
Mrs. Fujiwara smiled happily: “Okay, okay, Yang No, when you have time, you must come to my aunt’s house and visit. My aunt will treat you well.”
“Yes, I understand.”
Yukinoshita Haruno’s smile was still bright, but her words were perfunctory.
Chapter 33: Yang Nai: I join the game with my body, and I win half a step over the heavens! (Old version)
On the other side, Fujiwara Toru saw his nominal biological father standing in front of him.
Fujiwara Toru felt more dislike than like for this nominal father.
This is not only because he is a time traveler, but also because the miserable life he experienced in his childhood was all related to this man.
In particular, the mother in this life who had taken care of me since I was a child also died early due to excessive fatigue and hard life.
Fujiwara Yoshitaka opened his mouth. The chairman of the Japanese National Security Department seemed to be getting nervous. He hesitated for a long time before asking, “Are you used to living in the new house?”
Fujiwara Toru said calmly: “Yeah, I’m used to it.”
Seeing that Fujiwara Toru was willing to talk to him, Fujiwara Yoshitaka was very surprised. He quickly said, “If the family needs anything, just tell me.”
Fujiwara Toru shook his head: “If I need anything, I can get it on my own.”
Fujiwara Yoshitaka was left speechless.
Sometimes it is a problem when a son is too outstanding.
If Fujiwara Toru was just an ordinary person, he could rely on the financial resources and power of the Fujiwara family to make him slowly accept it. Fujiwara Yoshitaka believed that ordinary people could not refuse this wealth that fell from the sky.
But Fujiwara Toru is too outstanding. As he said, if he needs it, he can really get it on his own.
Moreover, even in America, Fujiwara Toru is doing very well. The Fujiwara family is very powerful in Japan, but in America, it may not be as powerful as Fujiwara Toru’s reputation.
Relying on his status as an adoptive father, he has a say with the current President of the United States, and he has an even closer relationship with the next candidate, MAGA.
Fujiwara Yoshitaka knew that he couldn’t be too hasty and had to proceed step by step. He murmured like an old father:
“I know it’s my fault. It’s not good for you and your son. I don’t ask you to forgive me. It’s just that the old man is old and has always wanted to see you. Can you go to Fujiwara’s house when you have time?”
As a person of the Celestial Empire, Fujiwara Toru believed that respecting the elderly and loving the young was a virtue. When he heard Fujiwara Yoshitaka say this, he nodded and said, “Okay, I will find time to go see the old man.”
“That’s good, that’s good, I won’t bother you anymore, if you have anything you can call me.”
Fujiwara Yoshitaka understood that everything would turn into the opposite when it reached its extreme. He was already extremely surprised that Fujiwara Toru agreed to visit his old grandfather at home. Now it was enough for him to achieve this step.
As for the matter of his fiancée, he did not tell Fujiwara Toru about it. He had seen the girl from the Shinomiya family and there was absolutely no problem with her appearance. As for whether Fujiwara Toru liked her or not, it didn’t matter, it was just a title anyway.
If you don’t like her, then just ignore the girl from the Shinomiya family and find other women outside. He knows that Fujiwara Toru’s private life was actually very messy in the past, and Fujiwara Yoshitaka doesn’t care about such things.
How many of these high-ranking chaebol officials are role models of morality? It would be great if we could find one or two.
Fujiwara Yoshitaka left and he walked to his wife’s side.
Unlike his previous timid behavior in front of Fujiwara Toru, he directly punched his wife Fujiwara Yoshitaka. He frowned and said, “Are you crying?”
There was some dissatisfaction in Fujiwara Yoshitaka’s words. As his wife, how could she cry in public? It would bring shame to the Fujiwara family.
Yukinoshita Haruno quickly came to the rescue of her aunt: “Uncle, I just talked to my aunt about family matters. My aunt hasn’t been home for a long time, so I miss her a little.”
Fujiwara Yoshitaka glanced at Yukinoshita Haruno, and his expression eased a little.
Of course he knew that what Yukinoshita Haruno said was nonsense. His wife had long cut off ties with the Yukinoshita family and had always had a bad relationship with his sister.
However, he likes Yang Nai very much. This girl knows how to behave and do things, and is well versed in the ways of the world. Just like she is doing a good job in helping his aunt out of trouble now.
He didn’t want to get angry at his wife outside, so he just nodded and said, “Let’s go. I’m done talking to Che. I’ll go back first. I still have work to do.”
Mrs. Fujiwara quickly responded “yes”, she looked at Yang No with gratitude, and followed her husband away.
After Yukinoshita Haruno saw her aunt and her family off, she returned to the backstage of the auditorium and approached Fujiwara Toru. She smiled and said, “That Mrs. Fujiwara is my aunt. I didn’t expect that Fujiwara and I are actually related.”
Fujiwara Toru had never expected that his nominal stepmother would be from the Yukinoshita family. He nodded and said, “I really didn’t expect it, but my relationship with the Fujiwara family is not very good.”
Yukinoshita Haruno didn’t want to say more on this topic. Her uncle-in-law had never been married, but he had a son like Fujiwara Toru, which meant that Fujiwara Toru should be an illegitimate child.
This kind of identity is very sensitive, and Yukinoshita Haruno doesn’t want to get into trouble in this regard.
She was like a warm older sister, and said in a friendly tone, “Are you done with your work? Fujiwara-kun, if you are, come with me to the club to write an application!”
“We are relatives after all. I will take care of you in the club in the future.”
Saying this, Yukinoshita Haruno grabbed Fujiwara Toru’s arm and tried to drag him away.
She knew very well how to quickly narrow the distance between two people, especially as a woman had a natural advantage. As long as she slightly crossed the boundary between men and women, the relationship between the two would immediately become intimate.
Fujiwara Toru didn’t care about the change in the way Yukinoshita Haruno addressed him, from ‘classmate’ to ‘you’.
Yukinoshita Haruno’s attitude towards him has changed. Before, Yukinoshita Haruno had always kept a basic distance from him and had a strong sense of boundaries.
But now, Yukinoshita Haruno has abandoned that sense of boundaries and became more intimate, as if she were an old friend.
“Are you treating me as a prey? It should be related to my nominal stepmother.”
“But Miss Yang Nai, although you can win a game by putting yourself in it, you may also end up in a situation where you cannot recover. It is hard to tell who is the prey and who is the hunter.”
Fujiwara Toru let Yukinoshita Haruno pull him away. He said with a smile, “Then in the future in the club, Yukinoshita-senpai, please take good care of me.”
Chapter 34: The Girl in White Dress and the Black Cat Again (Old Version)
“As expected of Yang No, you managed to get our freshman representative to join our Karate Club with just one move.”
Toru Fujiwara followed Yukinoshita Haruno to the karate club’s recruitment office, filled out the application form, and then said goodbye and left.
As soon as he left, Yang No’s friend Miyuki came over, shook Yang No’s arm and spoke loudly.
A member of the karate club who was also there to recruit new members snorted and said, “I guess that guy just thought Yukinoshita-san was pretty and came here just to make up the numbers.”
The other male club members nodded secretly, showing considerable hostility towards Fujiwara Toru.
We are all students of the University of Tokyo, and no one is stronger than anyone else, but why is that guy so handsome!
Assuming that they are all students of Donghua University, the handsome ones will naturally be more popular with girls. This is an eternal truth.
Although most people don’t want to find a girlfriend from the University of Tokyo, there are always exceptions.
Just like Yukinoshita Haruno.
When you are beautiful enough, your status as a student at the University of Tokyo will be a plus, and you can even be easily promoted to the level of a “goddess”.
With Yukinoshita Haruno’s beauty, naturally she has been pursued by countless people since her freshman year. Not only her appearance, knowledge and ability, but also her family background alone is enough to make most men fall in love with her.
Those who can be admitted to the University of Tokyo include both middle class and lower class people. Who doesn’t want to marry a beautiful, rich and white woman and work less for decades?
Yukinoshita Haruno knew very well what these male classmates were thinking, but she still maintained a polite, bright and elegant smile, and did not show her annoyance too much.
Although she knows how to use her beauty as a woman as a weapon, Yukinoshita Haruno does not like others only seeing her appearance but not her abilities and the efforts she has made for it.
“Okay, okay, everyone be quiet, but I think Yukinoshita-san should not come to the recruitment.”
“Although our recruitment work went smoothly with Yukinoshita’s participation, most of the freshmen joined the club just for you, Yukinoshita, not because they really like karate.”
“Our club’s motto is quality over quantity. With so many people, we don’t know who is really interested in karate. If no one comes to participate in club activities, it will be embarrassing for us.”
A tall man in a karate uniform came over and said, his words were full of flattery for Yang Noi.
When they saw this man, the male classmates who had teased him before immediately stopped talking and greeted him with a smile: “President!”
The president of the karate club nodded and said to Yang No:
“If that boy doesn’t know karate, leave it to me when he joins the club. I will train him personally and see if he really likes karate.”
The other club members all laughed secretly when they heard this, and even felt happy about the misfortune.
Everyone knows that the president has been pursuing Yukinoshita Haruno. Although he is always rejected, he never gives up.
It is said that the president’s family and the Yukinoshita family have always had a good relationship. The two have known each other since childhood, and they can be considered to be a perfect match and childhood sweethearts.
Especially since the president had participated in a national karate competition and made it to the top 16. He was also one of the most influential figures in the University of Tokyo. Now that guy is in trouble.
The president will definitely be ruthless when training him.
With Yukinoshita Haruno’s shrewdness, how could she not guess what the other party was thinking? She smiled and said, “Don’t bother Sano-san. Let me teach Fujiwara-san.”
No matter it was her aunt’s request or the other party was still her relative after all, Yukinoshita Haruno could not possibly watch the other party suffer.
Besides, she was quite interested in the junior named Fujiwara Toru, and Yukinoshita Haruno would habitually interfere with anyone or anything that interested her.
She is such a strong person who likes to take the initiative.
You can bully others about things that interest you, but never allow others to interfere.
Yang No’s words surprised everyone and they looked at her in disbelief.
When they were freshmen, countless boys went to Yukinoshita Haruno with the intention of asking for advice and wanting to get closer to her, but she rejected them all on the grounds that she needed to participate in competitions and train alone.
And now, Yukinoshita Haruno actually took the initiative to let a boy practice with her and wanted to teach her personally. All kinds of thoughts popped up in people’s minds at once.
There are even those with malicious intentions who still think that Yukinoshita Haruno is just a vulgar woman who is only interested in handsome guys.
Only Miyuki was very excited, her eyes sparkling and her face full of gossip.
The karate club president Kazunari Sano looked a little unhappy, but he couldn’t refute anything. He knew very well that Yono had a strong personality and would not allow others to comment on his decisions.
He forced a smile and said, “…In that case, I’ll leave it to you, Yang No.”
Only his clenched fists revealed his inner unrest.
Yukinoshita Haruno frowned slightly. Calling someone by their name directly was something that only very familiar and close people could do in Japan.
However, she didn’t want to offend Sano Kazunari at this time, so she smiled and said nothing.
Just when the atmosphere was a little awkward, the arrival of a freshman eased the atmosphere.
“Junior, do you want to join our karate club too?”
“Um.”
“What’s your name, junior? Have you ever learned karate in the past?”
“Horikita Manabu, I’ve learned karate in the past, and I’m a fifth-degree black belt.”
The freshman, who looked serious, pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, looking quite proud.
However, the seniors at the University of Tokyo are used to this kind of pretentious behavior.
Junior, stop pretending. Don’t care about your fifth-degree black belt in karate, or how high your status was in high school, or whether you were the president of the student union.
When you arrive at the University of Tokyo, you will know what the saying “Hidden Dragons, Crouching Tigers” means, and your past excellence will be just ordinary here.
It’s like everyone is the student union president of their respective schools.
Only the truly strong one who surpasses everything can be crowned king in this school!
At 11 o’clock in the evening, Toru Fujiwara was running at Asukayama Park near his home.
Physical exercise is like rowing against the current. If you don’t persist, your ability will naturally decline over time.
After running for about an hour at a fast pace, Fujiwara Toru, who was sweating all over, wiped his forehead and prepared to go back to rest.
Toru Fujiwara did not live in the university dormitory, but returned to his home school.
The place where he lives is not far from the University of Tokyo. If there is no traffic jam, it only takes about ten minutes to drive there.
Although he appears to be a student but is actually a CIA agent, many of his actions are shameful, so it is impossible for him to live in a student dormitory.
I bought a bottle of sports drink from a vending machine on the street to replenish electrolytes after exercise.
Fujiwara Toru was walking along the familiar street, his eyes glanced inadvertently, and his body immediately stiffened.
Because the girl in the white dress and holding the black cat appeared on the street corner again and appeared in Fujiwara Toru’s sight.
Fujiwara Toru took a deep breath. He knew that hesitation would lead to defeat, so he stepped forward decisively.
There are some things you can’t escape from, so you have to face them bravely!
Chapter 35 Kawamaya Kayako (Old Version)
The street was quiet and deserted, with an occasional car passing by, bringing a bit of life.
The street lamps on both sides of the street emitted dim light, bringing limited brightness to the darkness.
At a corner of the street, on the steps in front of a building, a girl in a white dress was sitting on the steps with her hands around her legs.
She buried her face between her legs, her black hair disheveled, giving people a weird feeling on the street at 11 o’clock at night.
Especially next to the girl, there was a black cat lying there with its hands in its pockets. The cat’s eyes reflected the dim light in the night, making it even more creepy.
A black cat and a girl in a white dress always remind people of some scary ghost stories.
If it were before, Fujiwara Toru would not have hesitated or been nervous.
But after he gained the ability of ‘yin-yang eyes’, he became afraid and worried.
As expected, ignorance is bliss. In the past, when I knew nothing, I was more fearless and courageous.
Walking closer to the girl, Toru Fujiwara noticed that the lying black cat, although with shiny fur, looked very thin, as if it had not eaten enough and had been abused.
However, given the cat’s personality, if it had been abused and was not tied up with a rope, it would have run away long ago. It would be impossible for it to stay so obediently with the girl.
“Hello, are you okay? Why don’t you go home so late? Do you want me to find the police for you?”
Fujiwara Toru thought about it and asked the other party in the most ordinary way.
“I hope this girl won’t say that my family lives in a cemetery outside the city and ask me to send her back.”
Fujiwara Toru muttered to himself.
The girl in a white dress sitting on the steps trembled her thin body as if she was afraid when she heard someone coming and talking to her.
She quickly raised her head and looked at Fujiwara Toru, then quickly lowered her head and continued to bury her head between her legs like an ostrich.
It was that simple and quick movement of raising her head that allowed Fujiwara Toru to see her face clearly.
This is a pretty girl who looks pitiful, delicate and graceful, but her pretty face gives people a strange, gloomy and aloof temperament.
To put it bluntly, it’s the kind of feeling that makes people easily dislike someone, want to bully them, or even feel disgusted with them, and it has nothing to do with the other person’s appearance.
Fujiwara Toru raised an eyebrow, and the tension in his heart was completely let go.
Because at that moment, Toru Fujiwara also noticed that the girl’s face had bruises, as if she had been beaten.
Considering that it was already 11 o’clock in the evening and the girl was alone, Fujiwara Toru roughly guessed the cause and effect.
This girl must have problems in her original family. She may have suffered domestic violence. She was afraid to stay at home, so she ran out alone in the middle of the night and did not dare to go home.
This is the only reasonable explanation. Judging from the girl’s delicate temperament, she doesn’t seem like the kind of spirited little girl who doesn’t go home at night.
“It turns out that she is just a girl who has been subjected to domestic violence. I really scared myself.”
Fujiwara Toru laughed at himself.
If you look closely, you will find that the girl is very thin, unreasonably thin, as if she is malnourished.
The arms exposed from the sleeves of her white dress were so skinny that you could even see her bones. In a developed country like Japan, especially in Tokyo, to see an underage girl who seemed to be unable to eat enough, one can imagine the many reasons behind this.
Toru Fujiwara thought about it and realized that there was a 7-Eleven convenience store not far from the corner of the street. He looked at the girl who seemed to be frightened, left without saying a word, and walked towards the convenience store.
When Kawamaya noticed that Fujiwara Toru had left, she breathed a sigh of relief, but she also felt a little lost and regretful.
It turns out that I am not liked by others. No one has cared about me since I was a child.
Her parents beat her, her teachers and classmates distanced themselves from her, and even though her teacher knew that she had been subjected to violence at home, she still turned a blind eye and was unwilling to take on any responsibility as a role model.
Over time, she became even more gloomy despite her already introverted personality. In this vicious cycle, no one wanted to communicate with her, let alone get close to her.
There was no strange smell on her body, but her classmates always laughed at her, saying that she was a dead fish in a stinky ditch, always emitting a foul smell of decay.
Once upon a time, Kawabata Kayako thought she really smelled bad, so she took several baths every day, hoping to be liked and get everyone’s attention.
But in the end she found out that the “stinky” that everyone talked about was just a description and not the real smell. They were describing her disgusting and gloomy temperament, like rotten fish.
Then, Kawamata Kayako gave up, and she lived a lonely life as if she were the only one in Tokyo, which has a population of tens of millions.
At 711 convenience stores, there are not many items left on the counters at 11 o’clock at night. At night, rice balls, bento boxes and the like are sold at a 50% discount.
Kita-ku, Tokyo is not located in the bustling city center and the rent here is relatively cheap, so many office workers rent houses here.
The result is that whenever there is a discount, a lot of people come to buy rice balls, bento boxes, etc.
Toru Fujiwara picked up the rice balls left on the shelf and picked out a bottle of strawberry-flavored milk from the thermos box.
Although he has been working for the CIA, this does not mean that Fujiwara Toru is an absolutely cold-blooded animal.
On the contrary, he felt that he was quite caring and was willing to help those in need to the best of his ability.
I mistook the girl for a ghost, and it looked like she was living a miserable life. Buying her some food was a small compensation.
“Six hundred yen.”
After paying and heating the rice balls in the microwave, Toru Fujiwara walked out of the convenience store carrying a small plastic bag.
Fortunately, the girl sitting on the steps did not leave.
Chapter 36: The Grudge (Old Version)
Fujiwara Toru walked over, handed the plastic bag to her and said, “Do you want to eat something? I saw you sitting here a few nights ago. You must be hungry so late at night.”
Kayako seemed to tremble, and raised her little head buried between her legs.
She looked at the plastic bag in front of her in disbelief, her eyes subconsciously moving upwards. After seeing Fujiwara Toru’s appearance and the smile on his face, she quickly lowered her head and avoided his gaze.
“Why aren’t you saying anything? Do you think I put drugs in these things?”
Toru Fujiwara stuffed the plastic bag into the girl’s arms and sat down next to her.
The other person’s raising of her head just now made Fujiwara Toru completely certain that this was actually a very beautiful girl, but her temperament made people stay away from her.
Moreover, the other party now has a bruised face and nose. Although it is not particularly serious, he has been abused and beaten.
Kayako stared blankly at the convenience store bag in her arms. She shook her head hurriedly and said timidly: “No, no… Are you talking to me? I, I can’t believe it.”
It’s incredible that someone can talk to me.
Even though she was at school and just sitting there, the teachers and classmates ignored her.
Kayako felt her heart pounding and her cheeks getting hot.
Is this… is this the feeling of being cared for? My heart is beating so fast.
It was the first time that someone cared about her and gave her something, and she was so moved that she wanted to cry.
“It’s just someone talking to you. What’s so unbelievable about that? Don’t you chat with people normally?”
Fujiwara Toru raised his eyebrows and spoke in a nonsensical manner.
This girl is a little strange, and her gloomy temperament makes people want to stay away from her.
But Fujiwara Toru inexplicably felt that the strange temperament didn’t seem to have much effect on him, at most it just made him feel a little uncomfortable.
“Well, no one talks to me.”
Kayako was holding the convenience store bag in her hand. She looked at the hot rice balls inside and swallowed subconsciously. Her stomach growled at an inopportune moment.
Fujiwara Toru laughed, making Kayako’s face turn even redder.
Fujiwara Tetsu said: “Eat. You are so thin. Do you not eat much normally?”
Kayako carefully tore open the packaging of the rice ball. She subconsciously took a big bite at first, but then she thought it was too ugly to eat like that, so she lowered her head and ate it in small bites.
After hearing what Fujiwara Toru said, she hesitated. There were some things she didn’t dare to say out loud, and she was afraid that if she said them, people would dislike her even more.
Looking at the girl’s bruised face, Fujiwara Toru could guess what she was thinking.
Children from such families usually dare not tell others anything and have to keep it to themselves. Over time, they become more and more withdrawn, and may even develop psychological problems in the end. They either take revenge on society or choose to commit suicide.
Therefore, instead of encouraging these children with problems in their original families to speak out, it is better to take the initiative to ask.
Fujiwara Tetsu asked: “Did your parents beat you up? Or were you bullied at school and didn’t dare go home?”
Kayako’s body stiffened, and she said softly, “My parents beat me.”
“You look like you’re underage, why didn’t you call the police? No one has ever taken care of you?”
“No.”
Kayako shook her head, swallowed the rice ball, and said, “…I called the police once before, but the police came over and looked at me and ignored me. After that, my father and mother beat me even more severely, and I didn’t dare to call the police again.”
She didn’t dare tell Fujiwara Toru, and even the police hated her when they saw her.
“You’re so thin, you’re not always hungry, are you?”
“I only eat one meal at home, and they say I am wasting food by eating.”
Kayako’s words made Fujiwara Toru frown even more. There were many weird parents in Japan. You could often see in newspapers that parents starved their children to death for various reasons.
Looking at the girl in front of me, if she continues like this, she will probably starve to death one day.
“Meow~~”
Suddenly, the black cat sitting next to the girl cried out loudly and used its claws to scratch the girl’s white dress, which looked very old.
Seeing this, the girl quickly broke off a piece of the rice ball and handed it to the black cat.
The black cat was not picky about food and started eating with big mouthfuls.
“Is this your cat?”
“I saw Xiao Hei at the garbage dump before. He was still very small at that time and looked very thin. His body was only this big. I felt sorry for him, so I took him home to raise him.”
“It’s just that I don’t have anything delicious to feed it. It must be very miserable following me.”
When the girl heard Fujiwara Toru mention the cat, her gloomy eyes lit up. She gestured with her hands, as if to tell Fujiwara Toru how small the black cat was at that time.
But at the end, she became depressed again, sad that she could not give the little black cat a better life.
“You couldn’t even get enough to eat, but you still saved a cat. This shows that you have a kind heart.”
“You see, this cat is very kind to you. It must be grateful to you for saving its life.”
When Kayako heard Fujiwara Toru say that she was kind, she felt a warm current flowing through her heart. This was the most praise she had ever heard in her life.
Someone praised her, someone talked to her, someone cared about her, which made Kayako wonder if she was dreaming.
If this is a dream, I really hope I will never wake up.
Toru Fujiwara stood up, squatted in front of the black cat, and gently stroked its fur with his hand.
The black cat was very clingy and well-behaved, and even rubbed his head against him.
“Wait for me.”
Having said that, Fujiwara Toru stood up and walked towards the 7-Eleven convenience store under Kayako’s gaze.
Not long after, when he came out, he held out a plastic bag and handed it to the girl, saying, “There’s some bread in it. Go back and eat it if you’re hungry.”
“Also, I bought some cat food. Cats are carnivorous animals, so it’s not good to feed them too much carbohydrates. I’d better let them eat cat food.”
Kayako hurriedly shook her head and said, “I, I can’t take your things anymore.”
“Take it.”
Fujiwara Toru stuffed the bag in again and shook his head, “… Even if you don’t do it for yourself, do it for the cat. If you continue like this, you will all starve to death.”
Kayako held the bag tightly with both hands and whispered, “Thank you.”
“How old are you? Are you in school?”
“Well, I’m eighteen and just started my third year of high school.”
“Eighteen?”
Fujiwara Toru was stunned for a moment. Because the other person was too thin, Fujiwara Toru thought he was only fourteen or fifteen years old.
“Some of the things I say as an outsider may make you dislike me. I won’t advise you to leave your parents now. You don’t have the ability to live on your own right now.”
“But since you are eighteen years old, you will be an adult in two years. If you listen to my advice, you can find a job, leave your unqualified parents, and live on your own.”
“Although it may be hard at first, it will definitely be much better than it is now.”
Fujiwara Toru persuaded earnestly.
Kayako looked up at him and whispered, “Are you caring about me?”
“Seeing you like this, anyone with a conscience would be concerned, right?”
Then everyone in this world has no conscience, Kayako whispered in her heart.
“Normally, I’ll come here to run at night unless I have something urgent to do. You can wait for me here in the future, and I can buy you some food to prevent you from going hungry.”
“But let me make it clear in advance that once you are 20 years old and can live on your own, I will no longer care about you. I can only help you temporarily, but not forever.”
It doesn’t cost much money, but it can save the life of a young girl. Fujiwara Toru thinks it’s a good deal.
He didn’t have any ill will or interest in this girl who was less than two years younger than him.
What he lacks now are S-level skill points, not ordinary skill points. There is no need to deceive other people’s feelings. He is just purely kind-hearted.
But he is not a saint. It is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish. Fujiwara Toru just gave the girl a chance to change her life. As for whether she can seize it, it depends on her own luck.
Kayako stared at Fujiwara Toru blankly. She had never thought that she would meet someone like this who would take the initiative to care about her and help her. This brought a beautiful light into her dark and closed heart.
“I won’t advise you, nor will I ask you for anything. If you are willing, just wait for me here every day. If you don’t come, it means you don’t want help, and I won’t interfere.”
Fujiwara Toru stood up and said, “…It’s getting late. I’m going to go back to sleep. You should go home too. Even if your home is not good, as long as it can shelter you from the wind and rain for the time being, you should just bear with it for now.”
“By the way, what’s your name?”
Kayako said excitedly: “My name is Kawamata Kayako.”
Oh, Kawabata Kayako.
Hmm? Why does this name sound so familiar and creepy?
This time, it was Fujiwara Toru’s body that froze.
He just wanted to slap himself twice!
Chapter 37: She’s still a yandere! (Old version)
Could it really be that Kawabata Kayako?
Fujiwara Toru felt that his whole body was cold. Even with his psychological quality, he felt for a moment that life was boring and he might be in trouble.
All the fear comes from insufficient firepower. If it is the kind of ghost that can be physically exorcised, then no matter how many Fujiwara Toru come, we will not be afraid.
But unfortunately, Kayako is the kind of ghost who is not afraid of physical attacks. She can even be said to be a conceptual ghost who cannot be killed at all. She is the curse itself!
As one of the most famous ghosts in Neon, it is impossible to remember Kayako’s name, Fujiwara Toru.
It is precisely because of this, and precisely because he remembered the existence of this ghost, that Fujiwara Toru felt cold all over.
In his memory, Kayako’s abilities were extremely terrifying.
It possesses incredible abilities such as unlimited resurrection, unlimited clones, super physical attacks, teleportation, invisibility, wall penetration, mental attacks, mind control, space control, time control, and reality distortion.
This thing doesn’t look like a ghost at all. It’s not an exaggeration to call it a “god”.
If these abilities are real, even Gojo Satoru would be chopped in half!
Her only flaw might be that she always stays in the haunted house and doesn’t let the curse spread crazily.
If this world has such ghosts, then this world is much more dangerous than you can imagine!
At this time, Fujiwara Toru really wanted to slap himself twice. If he could go back to the past, he would definitely not meddle in other people’s business.
Feelings are of no use to Kayako.
In Kayako’s original work, she fell in love with someone when she was alive, even madly in love, but after she turned into the Grudge, she still killed the person she loved without hesitation.
She is a pure ghost!
If I didn’t know Kayako and didn’t go to her haunted house, then probably nothing would happen.
But now, I took the initiative to talk to her, and I guess the cause and effect has already occurred. If she really turns into a grudge one day, will she come to find me?
Maybe I’m overthinking it, and she just has the same name as me?
Fujiwara Toru looked at Kayako.
She wears a white dress and has a black cat. Her name, Kawamata Kayako, is very rare, both as a surname and a given name.
And the Yin-Yang eyes that she possesses. When she was walking on the street with Hiratsuka Shizuka before, Hiratsuka Shizuka ignored Kayako.
All signs have shown that this is the horrible curse!
What to do now? Find real clergy to subdue the demons? I guess the ones being subdued are actually the clergy.
Unless this world is a high-magic world with all kinds of incredible powers, Kayako is simply an unsolvable monster!
What kind of terror is the scariest? It is like Cthulhu, when no means are effective and it is pure and unbreakable terror. That is the scariest.
Kayako didn’t know why Fujiwara Toru’s expression suddenly became strange. She lowered her head nervously, thinking that she had done something wrong.
Kayako lowered her head and looked at the uniform shoes she was wearing. Her ten toes subconsciously clasped together and she asked nervously:
“Excuse me, what is your name? You have helped me so much, but I don’t even know your name.”
Fujiwara Toru really didn’t want to tell her his name, but there was no other way at this time. He smiled stiffly and said, “Fujiwara Toru.”
“Mr. Fujiwara?”
“I’m only two years older than you. You don’t have to address me in such a distant way.”
“What about Fujiwara-kun?”
“Well, let’s just call you that. Is it okay for me to just call you Kayako?”
Kayako’s heartbeat quickened again. She called me by my name directly and in such an intimate way.
Kayako smiled unconsciously and nodded gently, “No, no problem, Fujiwara-kun, just call me by my name.”
Fujiwara Toru also calmed down at this time.
If it is a blessing, there will be no disaster; if it is a disaster, there will be no escape.
Now that things have come to this, don’t feel sorry for yourself, but find a way to deal with it.
“I have classes tomorrow, so I’m going to go back to sleep. Kayako, you should go back and rest as well. Although Tokyo is safe, it’s still a bit remote here, so be careful on the road.”
Fujiwara Toru said this, smiled and waved to Kayako, then turned around in his sportswear and walked towards home.
Kayako stared blankly at the direction where Fujiwara Toru left.
When Toru Fujiwara’s back was about to disappear around the corner of the street, she suddenly reacted as if possessed by a ghost and followed Fujiwara Toru’s footsteps, walking in the same direction.
“I, I’m not a pervert, I’m not following you, I just want to know where Fujiwara-kun lives.”
“Yes, I just want to know where Fujiwara-kun lives, and I have no other thoughts.”
Kayako whispered this in her heart, as if to cheer herself up, and followed Fujiwara Toru from a distance.
As a top agent, Toru Fujiwara immediately noticed that an untrained person was following him.
Noticing that it was Kayako who followed him, Fujiwara Toru did not stop her, but pretended not to know and continued walking towards home.
Could it be that this woman is a yandere?
Returning to the luxurious western-style house, Toru Fujiwara opened the door and walked in.
Outside the fence of the mansion, Kayako secretly looked at the roses blooming in the garden and stared at the European-style mansion that Fujiwara Toru walked into.
“So Fujiwara-kun lives in such a luxurious place.”
After seeing the lights on in the mansion, Kayako left the mansion reluctantly, looking back every few steps.
The mansion had already been guarded by Fujiwara Toru. Sitting on the sofa in the living room, he held his mobile phone and watched Kayako walk away through the camera outside.
I looked up at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling, and looked at this huge yet empty western-style building without any life in it.
For some reason, Toru Fujiwara suddenly felt the same fear he had when he was a child living alone.
“I was frightened by Kayako.”
Fujiwara Toru sighed and touched the pistol in his arms. This thing is useless against the Grudge!
“Calm down, it’s not a dead end. Kayako is still alive, although she’s a little weird. For example, her gloomy temperament is very strange.”
“But one thing is certain, she has not become a curse, and she does not have that kind of terrible ability.”
“In the original novel, she was suspected of cheating on her husband and was brutally murdered, and the curse finally broke out.”
“Then on the other hand, as long as Kayako doesn’t die, it won’t become a curse, and I’ll be safe.”
“So not only can I not stay away from her, I even have to get close to her and protect her safety.”
The information in the original work cannot be fully trusted. For example, Kayako, who is facing domestic violence, who knows whether her precious parents will kill her one day, causing the curse to break out prematurely?
“We must pay more attention to Kayako. If possible, it is best to take precautions and kill her parents who may detonate nuclear weapons in advance.”
As a CIA agent, he is very familiar with this kind of thing.
Chapter 38 Kayako: I need to see Fujiwara-kun again (old version)
Kayako held the little black cat in her arms and reluctantly returned to her “home”.
It was a single-family house located in Kita-ku, Tokyo. The whole building looked very old, as if it was built in the 1960s or 1970s, and was in a dilapidated state.
The whole house exudes a dark and decadent atmosphere, just like the impression Kayako gives people.
Because Japan is prone to earthquakes, many houses are wooden structures, especially these single-family houses, which are made entirely of wood.
As time goes by, these wooden houses may be damaged by insects and other factors, and living in them may even be at risk of collapse.
Generally speaking, in this situation, the owner has to come up with a sum of money for repairs.
However, the Kawamata family had no money and could not repair the house at all, so Kayako had no choice but to live in this house that creaked when she walked on it and seemed like it would rot at any time.
As soon as she walked into the front hall and changed her shoes, she heard her parents arguing upstairs. All kinds of ugly words came out of the mouths of that irresponsible couple.
Fortunately, this single-family building is relatively remote and the nearest neighbors are some distance away, otherwise the neighbors would probably call the police every day.
Kayako has become accustomed to this situation.
Ever since she was old enough to understand, all she could remember was the endless quarrels between her parents. When they got angry, they would beat her.
In Kayako’s memory, the only person who was kind to her was her grandmother who had passed away long ago. Even that beautiful memory was too distant, so distant that Kayako even doubted whether it was an illusion.
“Bang!”
The lights in the house suddenly came on, giving Kayako a fright.
Her father came out of the house angrily, and when he saw Kayako tiptoeing back to her room, he yelled:
“You bastard, why are you back so late? You are just like your mother, an ungrateful bastard. I don’t know how many wild men you have out there!”
“If it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t even have a place to live. You don’t even know how to be grateful, and you just know how to make me angry. One day I will make you all get out. When you are homeless, where can you go?”
Kayako shrank her neck and dared not to refute. She thought her father would slap her a few times as usual, but today her father did not hit her, which was unusual. He walked directly to the door, put on his shoes, opened the door and prepared to go out.
Before leaving, he glanced at the black cat in Kayako’s arms and cursed, “Watch that cat. If I dare to see it appear in the living room and destroy anything, I will strangle it to death.”
Kayako shrank her neck in fear, hugged the black cat tightly, and said timidly: “Little Black is very good, it won’t destroy things.”
“It’s a cat, and it doesn’t understand human language, so it’s bound to destroy things.”
Kayako’s father snorted coldly and slammed the door.
Kayako breathed a sigh of relief. It was great that she didn’t get beaten today.
It must be, it must be that I met Fujiwara-kun. It must be Fujiwara-kun who brought me good luck.
She thought secretly and happily.
He turned off the lights, walked in the darkness, and carefully returned to his own room.
The only advantage of a single-family house is that there are enough rooms, even Kayako has her own room.
Her father is uneducated and has been a bad boy since school. He did not work after graduation and just stayed at home to live off his parents.
Kayako’s grandparents could not persuade her in vain, so they could only let it go.
At that time, Kayako’s father went out to play pinball every day, or drank with his friends.
Fortunately, although he is not a good person, he has not done anything harmful to society and has not committed any major crimes.
Her mother was a hostess whom her father met when he went out drinking. At that time, they were both a naughty young man and a naughty young woman, so they hooked up with each other without taking any safety measures and gave birth to Kayako.
At that time, Kayako’s grandfather had passed away, but her grandmother was still alive, and the young Kayako was raised by her grandmother.
If it were those unqualified parents, Kayako might not have survived her childhood.
But unfortunately, Kayako’s grandmother also died when she was very young, leaving her father the house and an inheritance.
After her father finally had control over the property, he and her mother began to spend it extravagantly, and within a few years, the family fortune was squandered.
Fortunately, her father still had some sanity left and left the house so that the family would not be left homeless.
Her parents got together for fun, so naturally they had all kinds of quarrels after marriage, and they would take their anger out on Kayako. This gives us a glimpse into her life.
The reason why her parents did not divorce was because Kayako’s father knew that he was impotent and having a wife could at least vent his desires.
Her mother also felt that she was old and it was good enough for her to have a place to live. If she got divorced, she would have to spend money to rent a house.
The family of three has lived in this environment for so many years.
After returning to her room, Kayako put the black cat down. She looked at the bread and other things that Fujiwara Toru bought for her in the convenience bag. After being stunned for a while, she said to the black cat, “Wait a moment, Xiao Hei.”
She rummaged around the house, found a bowl, took the cat food out of the bag and poured it into the bowl.
The black cat, who had lived in a garbage dump since childhood, had never seen cat food before. It started to giggle when it smelled the fragrance.
Seeing the little black cat eating happily, Kayako also smiled sincerely.
That’s great. Xiao Hei doesn’t have to starve with me anymore. This is all thanks to Fujiwara-kun’s help.
Thinking of Fujiwara Toru, Kayako’s heart began to beat again. There was still some bread in the bag, and she decided to eat it when she went to school tomorrow.
Kayako took out a notebook from the drawer of the old cabinet.
She has the habit of keeping a diary.
“March 20th, sunny.”
“Today is the luckiest and happiest day of my life. I sat on the side of the road holding Xiao Hei, worrying about what to eat with Xiao Hei and whether to pick up trash. Xiao Hei has suffered so much with me, and I feel sad.”
“A god has come. His name is Fujiwara Toru. He is very, very handsome. The most handsome man I have ever seen in my life.”
“His smile is so gentle, like the brilliant sun in the sky, and his voice is so pleasant, just like the beautiful music I hear on TV.”
“Not only does he not hate me, he also cares about whether I have enough food to eat and tells me some great truths. I don’t really understand them, but I think what he says is right and I should listen to him.”
“He also said that he hoped I would always go there and he would help me and give me food to keep me full until I came of age.”
“I suddenly don’t want to be an adult anymore. He must be the ‘god’ I’ve been waiting for.”
“What a wonderful day! This is the first time I write this sentence. What a great day~”
Different from the gloomy feeling Kayako gives people, in the diary, she seems to have become a lively and cheerful girl, cheering and jumping for joy, with the brightness of a girl and the blooming of a flower.
After finishing today’s diary, her handwriting was very beautiful, she closed the notebook and put it back in the drawer.
After taking a look at the black cat who had eaten his fill and was lying on the ground ready to sleep, she also took out bedding from the closet and prepared to sleep.
As long as I wake up, it will be tomorrow, and I will be closer to seeing Fujiwara-kun again.
Chapter 39: Kiyori’s Invitation (Old Version)
After getting up, Toru Fujiwara ran on the treadmill in his home gym for half an hour, took a shower, and ate breakfast while looking at his IPAD.
Today is the first day of school at the University of Tokyo, and Fujiwara Toru doesn’t want to be late.
After finishing breakfast, he put on a simple and light casual outfit, put his commonly used M9 pistol in his arms, and carefully checked the security facilities in his home before going out.
Fujiwara Toru was actually very dissatisfied with the fact that CIA Director Spencer was cooperating with the “Black Organization”.
Because it might expose his identity.
As an agent, when your identity is exposed, many tasks become impossible to perform.
Although as he gets older, he will inevitably leave the operations group and enter the management department within the CIA.
For people in management departments, their identities don’t need to be so secretive, but for now, this is something that does more harm than good.
Fortunately, Toru Fujiwara obtained the human skin mask technology from “Mission Impossible”. With the human skin mask, he can change his identity when performing some operations.
This must have been beyond everyone’s expectations, but on the other hand, it left ample room for future actions.
“My identity might be exposed. The Black Organization has considerable power in Japan. Will they be monitoring me all the time?”
“No, that shouldn’t be the case. That organization isn’t that stupid. With my anti-reconnaissance awareness, if I find someone monitoring me, I will definitely suspect them.”
“Regardless of my ability as a top CIA agent and my identity as Spencer’s adopted son, at least during this honeymoon period of cooperation with the CIA, the Black Organization did not dare to target me too much.”
Although he came to this conclusion based on logical reasoning, Toru Fujiwara was still very concerned about the safety of his home.
Even though he didn’t actually have any secret files or anything like that hidden in his house, he always kept them in his mind and rarely kept any documentation.
But he would still feel unhappy if someone entered his house.
With all kinds of high-tech security measures, even if Gin came, he would have to sigh in despair and return empty-handed. Only then did Fujiwara Toru leave with peace of mind.
Life in college is completely different from that in high school. There are no fixed seats in class, and studying becomes more free.
The courses offered by the School of Politics and International Relations are neither too many nor too few among the many majors in the university.
The schedule from Monday to Friday was not full, giving Toru Fujiwara a lot of free time.
On the first day of class, Toru Fujiwara drove his Panamera to the University of Tokyo with a shoulder bag on his back and sat in the university’s bright classroom.
Since we didn’t know any of the teachers, the first day’s class was mainly for getting to know each other, and we didn’t start by talking about some important course content.
As a representative of the freshmen of the University of Tokyo, Toru Fujiwara has gained some fame within the university.
Almost everyone, whether the teacher or classmates, knows him.
As a skilled CIA agent, Toru Fujiwara is quite familiar with how to maintain a good relationship between the two parties.
Fujiwara Toru himself does not live on campus and has no roommates, so it is easy for him to become estranged from his classmates.
But with his ability, it was easy for him to maintain a distance that was neither too far nor too close with all his classmates. He didn’t appear to be too close to anyone, nor did he make people feel distant. He easily handled the relationship between the two sides.
“Fujiwara, you don’t seem to live on campus?”
“Well, my home is quite close to the school. Living at home is definitely more comfortable than living at school.”
“That’s a shame. I can’t even find you to go play with me.”
“How can you say you can’t find me? If you guys are going out for an event, just call me in the Line group.”
“Let’s go have lunch together?”
“Walk!”
As the top university in Japan, the food in the cafeteria of the University of Tokyo tastes very good and is very cheap.
When you go to university, because all activities are carried out in the dormitory, it is easier for boys and girls to get together.
At the dining table, Toru Fujiwara was chatting with several male classmates.
They are all freshmen, no matter whether they are from the University of Tokyo or not. As long as they are men, the topic will definitely be about women and games.
“Hey, recently an idol collapsed. I spent a lot of money to attend his concert and handshake event, but I didn’t expect that he had an abortion!”
“You insist on chasing after those idols. Who knows what those adult idols are like behind the scenes? You won’t chase after girl bands. Those girls in junior high and high school are the real pure and innocent ones.”
“That’s right. Girl bands are so popular right now, but you insist on chasing after those crappy idols. Let me tell you, those who can play in bands in junior high and high school all have well-off families.”
“Besides, there are many real young ladies who play in bands. They are all very beautiful and have good temperament. If you can hook up with one, you won’t have to worry about your life.”
“We are students of the University of Tokyo after all, so we have advantages.”
“So when can we go to see a live show together?”
“no problem!”
Toru Fujiwara listened quietly to the boys’ conversation.
We can also tell from their words that girl bands are really popular in Japan now. I heard this term from Hibiki Eri at the beginning.
Just then, Fujiwara Toru’s cell phone rang. When he looked at the caller ID, it was the person he had just thought of, Kisaki Eri.
“Hello, Ms. Kisaki Eri?”
“Is Fujiwara-kun free now?”
“I’m eating. If you have time, just tell me what you want to say.”
“It’s like this. I have already negotiated the transfer of the rights to the Ikebukuro store and have also conducted some investigations. I need you, Fujiwara-kun, to come in person for the final negotiations.”
After a pause, the Kisaki Eri on the phone said half-jokingly, “…and I’ve always owed you a meal. I’ll pay you back tonight, and my daughter will come over too.”
“The last time Fujiwara-kun chatted with me, he told me that you were interested in karate. My daughter once won the Kanto Division of the national competition. I think you two might have something to talk about.”
Fujiwara Toru was a little surprised and asked, “Ms. Kisaki Eri, you finished your work so quickly?”
Kisaki Eri said humorously: “My employer has paid me so much money. If I am still slow in doing things, I will be unworthy of the commission.”
“Okay, see you this afternoon.”
Fujiwara Toru thought about it and decided that he only had one class in the afternoon and could go there after class.
“Well, I’ll send you the address, and you can just come over.”
After hanging up the phone, Fujiwara Toru suddenly felt that he had forgotten something.
Oh, I remember that today is the first day of activities for all the major clubs. It seems that I have to postpone the club activities. I’m sorry, Yukinoshita Haruno.
Speak of the devil and he will appear. Fujiwara Toru just happened to see Yukinoshita Haruno coming to the cafeteria.
Chapter 40: Xiaolan is going on a date? Conan’s defense is broken (old version)
“Look, look, isn’t that our sophomore senior Yukinoshita Haruno?”
“Sister Yukinoshita has always been called the goddess of Tokyo University on our school forum.”
“Wow, a short-haired beauty. I have never had a problem with short-haired women. I always thought that women are attractive only with long hair. But I have absolutely no problem with someone like Yukinoshita-senpai!”
Although the arrival of Yukinoshita Haruno did not cause any commotion, it did excite the group of freshmen at Fujiwara Toru’s table.
There is no one who wants girls from the University of Tokyo. Girls from the University of Tokyo are too shrewd and only care about interests, not feelings.
All of this becomes insignificant in the face of descriptions such as “beauty” and “goddess”.
As long as you are pretty enough, no matter you are a goddess from the University of Tokyo or a girl from an ordinary school, you will be liked and pursued by men.
Even when you are pretty enough, the name Dongda becomes a plus and makes you more elegant!
Yukinoshita Haruno is also very famous in the University of Tokyo.
Most beautiful women may be sought after by men, but they are usually shunned and envied by women.
But this is obviously not the case with Yukinoshita Haruno. She is completely different from her sister. She can manage the relationship with both men and women with ease.
Therefore, there is always a group of girls around Yang Nai who follow her lead and talk and laugh together.
There were many students eating in the Tokyo University cafeteria, but Yukinoshita Haruno spotted Fujiwara Toru in the crowd at a glance.
After thinking for a while, Yukinoshita Haruno stepped out from the crowd and came in front of Fujiwara Toru. With a bright smile, she greeted him and said, “Fujiwara-san, there is an activity at the Karate Club today, don’t forget it.”
Seeing that Yukinoshita Haruno actually came over to chat with Fujiwara Toru in person, the boys at the same table all stared at him with puzzled and ambiguous eyes.
Fujiwara Toru was quite calm about this kind of attention from others. He smiled and replied: “For this kind of thing, Yukinoshita-senpai can just send me a Line message. Why bother coming here to talk to me in person?”
Yang No smiled softly, like a cheerful older sister: “It’s just a coincidence that I saw you, and I personally recruited Fujiwara-san into the club, so I have to take good care of him.”
Fujiwara Toru said helplessly: “Then I can only say sorry to Senior Sister. I happen to have something to do today, so I may not be able to participate in the club activities.”
“I will definitely participate in the next event.”
Yukinoshita Haruno was stunned for a moment. She didn’t expect Fujiwara Toru to ask for leave right away. She smiled helplessly and said, “It’s not good to ask for leave when you join a club for the first time.”
“No way, who knows there will be an emergency.”
“Then Fujiwara-san should just focus on his own business. Club activities are actually dispensable. Your own business is more important.”
Yukinoshita Haruno is quite understanding and won’t blame her in this regard.
“I’m so sorry, Senior Sister. I will definitely go next time and buy you a cup of milk tea to make amends.”
Fujiwara Toru smiled apologetically.
“Oh? Please treat me to milk tea?”
Yukinoshita Haruno tilted her head and observed Fujiwara Toru carefully. He didn’t seem to be trying to show his courtesy, but seemed to really just want to apologize. She smiled and said, “… Then I’d like to thank you for the milk tea, junior.”
“By the way, I like lemon tea. It’s better not to add sugar. It doesn’t matter if it’s a little sour.”
Yukinoshita Haruno was not polite and even expressed her own preferences, but this behavior of stating one’s own requirements not only did not make people feel too abrupt, but instead made people feel that the relationship between the two parties was closer.
This woman is really good at dealing with human relationships.
Fujiwara Toru took out his phone, wrote down Yukinoshita Haruno’s request, and said, “I’ve got it in mind. I won’t buy the wrong thing for you.”
Seeing Fujiwara Toru’s serious actions, Yukinoshita Haruno smiled, waved her hand and said, “I’m going to eat first, we’ll talk later.”
As soon as Yukinoshita Haruno left, the freshmen at the same table asked excitedly: “Fujiwara, how did you hook up with Yukinoshita-senpai!”
“What do you mean by hooking up? That’s too harsh. I just joined Yukinoshita-senpai’s club.”
“Club? Yes, there is also this trick. Fujiwara, is it too late for us to join the club now?”
“It should be no problem, but I think Yukinoshita-senpai is hard to pursue. There are so many people joining her club, which makes it even more difficult. And if you join the karate club, you have to practice, and practicing that stuff is not easy.”
When the other boys heard this, they felt that what Fujiwara Toru said made sense.
“Yeah, it’s too hard with so many people chasing after Yukinoshita-senpai. I’m not interested in other girls from the University of Tokyo. If I had the time to join a club, I might as well go to other schools to pick up girls.”
Seeing that this group of people had turned the topic to women again, Fujiwara Toru just shook his head in amusement.
It’s not that all these freshman boys are bootlickers or something.
It’s just that I’m getting older, and it’s the time when teenage hormones are running wild.
Isn’t college an age to celebrate youth and fall in love? Especially for those students who got into the University of Tokyo, they must have studied very hard in high school and had no chance to fall in love.
Now that we have the opportunity, we are naturally eager to take action.
However, Toru Fujiwara quite likes this youthful and energetic feeling, which is much more comfortable than wandering in the dark world by himself.
Who doesn’t yearn for sunshine, and who doesn’t hate darkness?
Maori Office, Beika-cho, Tokyo.
“I’m back.”
Carrying his schoolbag, Kudo Shinichi, no, his name should be Edogawa Conan, who had just spent another miserable day in elementary school, gave a fake smile and replied loudly.
Ever since he became a small child, he has been living in Dr. Agasa’s house, but in order to use the detective agency’s network to get more information, he often comes to the Mori Detective Agency.
“Conan, you came to play again. Have you told Professor Agasa?”
“Well, I told Dr. Agasa that I admire Uncle Maori very much and want to learn more about detective knowledge from him.”
Conan said in a childish voice that even he found disgusting.
The table was filled with beer bottles, and Maori Kogoro, who was also drunk, laughed proudly: “Little boy, you are always welcome here. Uncle Maori will teach you everything I know!”
“hehe……”
Conan smiled with a fake smile.
If you really taught me, I would be useless!
“Dad, drink less in front of the kids.”
Mao Lilan said angrily.
“I know, I know.”
Kogoro Mori doesn’t care at all.
In front of a mirror, Mao Lilan was trying on a few beautiful coats on herself.
She is not a vain girl. Although she likes beautiful clothes, she is very restrained. Therefore, she does not have too many casual clothes in her wardrobe.
If you want to match these few common clothes better, you need some aesthetic ability.
When Conan saw this scene, he was moved and asked in a childish tone: “Sister Xiaolan, what are you going to do?”
Looking at Xiaolan like this, it’s like she’s going out on a date with someone!
Thinking of this, Conan became anxious.
“My mother called me at noon and asked me to go out for dinner with her in the evening.”
It turns out that Ms. Kisaki Eri was going to have dinner with Ran. I was so scared. How could Ran go on a date with someone else?
Conan breathed a sigh of relief and complained to himself.
He knew that Xiaolan’s parents had been divorced for many years and she had few opportunities to see her mother, so he would feel very caring and happy every time he saw her.
Unexpectedly, Xiaolan’s next sentence made Conan feel like he was falling into an ice cave.
“Well, my mother told me that she would introduce me to a very good boy and asked me to pay attention to my appearance.”
In one sentence, Conan’s defense was broken!
Chapter 41 Chihaya-san, do you want to form a band for life? (Old version)
Ikebukuro is located in Toshima Ward, Tokyo, and is a bustling neighborhood that is as famous as Ginza, Shinjuku, and Shibuya.
In the past, there were actually many street prostitutes in this area, but now Okubo Park is more famous.
But in fact, the police in Japan are quite strict in cracking down on this aspect, so ordinary street prostitutes rarely survive.
Even if they do exist, the quality is generally not very good.
In this Internet age, if you really want to find such fallen girls and women, you still have to look for them online or in stores, such as some “Dad’s Live” apps, which have countless such information.
Many of FC2’s videos were also found through similar channels.
However, in this age where PS is dominant, how to distinguish whether someone is a heavy tank or a liar depends on your own experience and ability.
Toru Fujiwara parked his car in a parking lot near Ikebukuro subway station.
At this time when the cherry blossoms are about to bloom, there are a large number of tourists from all over the world. Occasionally, you can catch a glimpse of a cherry tree trying to bloom on both sides of the road.
According to the address given by Kisaki Eri, Fujiwara Toru quickly found the location.
It was a two-story shop with nice decoration. It was located near Ikebukuro subway station. It was an absolutely prime shop with an excellent location.
The first floor of the store is the popular Live.house in Japan, which is a place for girl bands to practice, and it also has KTV business.
There is a cafe on the second floor, but judging from the outside of the shop, this cafe should have just been renovated and is not yet fully open for business.
Toru Fujiwara arrived at the door of the store called ‘ring’, he took out his cell phone and sent a message.
Soon, Kisaki Eri, who was wearing a women’s suit and had flesh-colored stockings on her plump legs, and an old lady with gray hair came out to greet them.
“Fujiwara-kun, this is the owner of this shop, Shifun.”
“Ms. Tsuzuki, this is Fujiwara Toru.”
Kisaki Eri first introduced the two parties to each other.
After Fujiwara Toru shook hands and greeted the white-haired old lady, the three of them entered the store.
It was the day when Japanese students were getting out of school, and groups of junior high school and high school students were walking on both sides of the streets in Ikebukuro.
As one of the bustling streets in Tokyo, there are various entertainment facilities here, and many students like to hang out around Ikebukuro after school.
After Chihaya Aine returned to Neon, she attended Hanegaoka Girls’ College, which was located in Toshima Ward, not far from Ikebukuro. Most students would take the subway here after school for after-school activities.
At the door of Ring’s shop, Chihaya Aine saw Fujiwara Toru. She was surprised and hesitated whether to say hello. Then she saw Fujiwara Toru enter the shop accompanied by two elderly ladies.
Back in Neon, every time Chihaya Aine picked up her phone and saw Line, she would hesitate whether to send a message to the boy she met at the airport in England.
However, she was very busy these days because of the entrance exams and interviews, and she didn’t know what topics to talk about with the other party, so she never sent the first message.
Now that we meet each other in this live.house, could it be that he is also interested in the girl band?
Can I use this topic to chat with the other person?
Sometimes she complained that she was a pretty girl after all, but the other party never sent her a single greeting after adding her on Line.
Or maybe it’s because an ordinary high school girl like me is too unattractive to the students of the University of Tokyo?
But there are so many people in Japan who like JK!
“Chihaya-san, what’s wrong with you?”
Next to Chihaya Aine, a girl with short gray hair, amber eyes, and wearing the same school uniform as Chihaya Aine asked in confusion.
Chihaya Aine came back to her senses and quickly forced a smile: “It’s okay, I just thought of something and was a little distracted. Sorry, Takamatsu-san.”
Takamatsu Deng shook her head. She stood in front of Chihaya Aine, seemingly thinking about something. Finally, she mustered up her courage, held Chihaya Aine’s hand, and said loudly:
“Chihaya-san, did you say before that you wanted to form a band with me for life?”
“Ah? Ah? Ah???!”
Chihaya Aine was completely confused, and her voice tone gradually rose.
Because Takamatsu Deng shouted so loudly and they were on a busy street in Ikebukuro, many passers-by and students subconsciously stopped and looked at them.
When they saw two JK girls holding hands and saying something like “for a lifetime”, they all looked surprised and curious.
“Wow, today’s students are really brave.”
“Isn’t that the uniform of Yugaoka Girls’ School? I told you not to go to a girls’ school because it can easily cause problems with your sexual orientation.”
“Yabai, what a bold confession!”
Listening to the whispers around her, even the big-hearted Chihaya Aine blushed: “Wait a minute, Takamatsu-san, what are you talking about for a lifetime?!”
I just want to form a band, play something that everyone likes, fit in with the group, and show off, so why do you have to do this to me for the rest of my life!
Gao Songdeng stared at her blankly, subconsciously thinking that Chihaya Aine had rejected her. She looked disappointed, bowed quickly, and said, “I’m sorry, I said the wrong thing!”
After saying that, the girl turned around and ran.
Chihaya Aine quickly shouted, “Wait a minute, Takamatsu-san, did you misunderstand something?”
Chihaya Aine felt like crying but had no tears. She stamped her feet and could only chase after him with her bag on her back.
What sin have I committed that I have to be running around the streets of Ikebukuro chasing after Japanese girl dramas!
Chapter 42: Sister Bei is generous, the top sister on the list! (Old version)
In the ‘ring’ store, Fujiwara Toru followed Kisaki Eri and Tsuzuki Shifune to the store manager’s office.
The old lady rarely smiles. You can tell at first glance that she has a serious personality and is used to being a leader.
Tsuzuki Shichuan asked the store staff to bring tea to the two of them. She spoke succinctly and to the point, without any pretense, and said directly:
“Fujiwara-kun, as you can see, this store is located in the bustling area of ​​Ikebukuro, right next to the Ikebukuro subway station. It’s an absolutely prime location.”
“So I won’t give in on the price. There are two floors, one for each floor, and the price is 1 billion yen!”
Tsuzuki Shisen spoke with great vigor and an attitude that showed he would never back down.
Fujiwara Toru was nonchalant about these so-called negotiation auras. He smiled and said, “It’s a very reasonable price. This store is in a prime location, just as you said, Ms. Tsuzuki.”
“But I’ve read your request. You want to pay in cash, and you can’t even wait for a bank loan.”
“One billion yen is equivalent to 7 million U.S. dollars. This price is not low. Except for those large companies with funds in their accounts, few people can take it out directly.”
“It’s no problem for me to buy this store for 1 billion yen in cash, but I need Ms. Tsuzuki to do me a favor.”
Tsuzuki Shisen frowned and asked, “What is it?”
“It’s very simple. Our actual transaction price is 1 billion yen, but the contract requires 1.5 billion yen.”
“As long as you agree, we will sign the contract today, and the $7 million will be credited to your account tomorrow.”
Fujiwara Toru revealed his true intentions and stated his demands.
“The contract says 1.5 billion?”
Du Zhu Shichuan was puzzled.
Generally speaking, people hope that the price on the contract is lower than the actual price in order to avoid taxes.
If the contract price is higher than the actual price, there are usually only a few reasons for this, such as money laundering or kickbacks!
Just as Tsuzuki Shifune hesitated, Fujiwara Toru continued, “Ms. Tsuzuki, your Tsuzuki Company is facing huge financial pressure right now. Is the bank’s repayment deadline coming soon?”
“If we wait until the bank comes to force the auction, this shop will definitely not be sold at such a high price, and the price may even be cut in half.”
“And if you sell it to me now at this price, you only need to share a small part of the responsibility. Then you can not only pay off the bank debt owed by Tsuzuki Company, but also have enough margin to regroup.”
Kisaki Eri had already told him about the situation of the Tsuzuki poetry ship before.
As a lawyer hired by Fujiwara Toru, Eri Kisaki naturally prioritizes her client’s requests.
Like most of Japan’s private enterprises, Tsuzuki Corporation is small in scale but has a long history. It was founded by Tsuzuki Shisen’s father.
Tsuzuki Shisen inherited her father’s business, and this old lady was also rebellious when she was young and liked to play in a rock band.
So when she was young, she used her family’s assets to buy this store and has been running projects related to the band, which can be regarded as a way to satisfy her nostalgia and memories of her youth.
However, recently, Tsuzuki Corporation has encountered some troubles. Its capital chain is stretched and its bank loan deadline has arrived, so it urgently needs capital injection.
Tsuzuki Shisen had no choice but to sell the shop to raise funds.
Compared to the memories of her teenage years, the family business is more important.
Tsuzuki Shifune was a little unwilling. She said: “This store has always been profitable. It is impossible for you to find a better one than it.”
Fujiwara Toru shook his head and said, “Ms. Tsuzuki, you misunderstood one thing. I don’t really care whether the location is good or not.”
“What I really care about is that as long as there are people selling their shops, it’s fine. There are so many shops on this street, there will always be some owners who are not doing well and would be willing to sell their shops.”
“I can wait, and there are many options, but Ms. Tsuzuki, you can’t wait any longer. If you want to find the next person who can pay such a large amount of cash, you may not be able to wait.”
At this time, Kisaki Eri also said: “Ms. Tsuzuki, don’t worry. I will avoid all risks from a legal perspective.”
That’s what top lawyers do.
Just like top accountants have the ability to help you avoid taxes legally, top lawyers will use legal means to make many gray areas reasonable and compliant, or at least not break the law.
Kisaki Eri’s words made Tsuzuki Poetry Ship completely lose its resistance.
She sighed, “I believe Ms. Eri Kisaki. As the ‘undefeated queen’ of the Japanese legal world, your words are trustworthy.”
Kisaki Eri smiled confidently and said, “Ms. Tsuzuki, you are too kind. I am just doing my job.”
Kisaki Eri didn’t know why Fujiwara Toru wanted to make such a big difference between the contract and the actual funds.
But she won’t ask any questions. All she has to do is to meet the needs of the clients and make the matter reasonable and compliant so that others cannot find legal loopholes.
Tsuzuki Shifune finally said, “I have one more request. I hope that Fujiwara-kun, as the new owner of this store, will not fire those employees.”
Fujiwara Toru smiled and said, “As long as they are competent for the job, I will not fire them at will.”
“Okay, I’ve signed this contract. According to the contract, Fujiwara-kun, you must transfer the funds tomorrow.”
“Please rest assured that since we have signed the contract, we are protected by law.”
As they spoke, both parties began to look at the contract. Tsuzuki Shisen also called his lawyer to confirm that there were no problems with the terms, and only then did both parties sign the contract.
This shop was not funded by Fujiwara Toru himself, nor by the Fujiwara family. Instead, it was reimbursed by the CIA and used as a liaison office in Neon.
Therefore, Fujiwara Tetsu filled in 500 million yen, which not only facilitated the internal accounting of the CIA, but also allowed him to keep the extra money for himself.
In the past, Toru Fujiwara had only secretly saved more than five million US dollars, and he mainly lived in the United States. There were some things he could not do too extreme.
For example, when he was cracking down on drug cartels in South America, he even saw hundreds of millions of U.S. dollars in cash.
But he really couldn’t touch that money, otherwise his official identity would leave a huge black spot and handle. He could only keep a small part of it, and most of it had to be handed over.
In addition, the IRS (U.S. Internal Revenue Service) is omnipotent. If you have extra money for unknown reasons but don’t pay taxes, they will definitely come after you.
Toru Fujiwara didn’t want to offend the IRS guys, so although he lived a luxurious life in America, he didn’t actually have much savings.
Now that he has left America and come to Japan, he must of course find a way to make more money for himself to prepare for his retirement.
There is indeed no problem in inheriting the Fujiwara family, but that means you have to accept benefits from others and do things for them.
Only things that belong to you can be used freely anywhere.
“I only have over five million dollars in cash, and I still have a shortfall of two million dollars.”
“Even if this bill is reported, it will take some time for the CIA to review it internally, and I have to come up with $7 million tomorrow.”
Where can I get these two million dollars?
It is easy to borrow from the Fujiwara family, but the current Fujiwara Toru does not want to owe the Fujiwara family too many favors.
After thinking about it, Toru Fujiwara took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Vermouth: Dear, lend me two million dollars.
As a famous Hollywood movie star and actress, although Vermouth has a lot of expenses, she is also very good at making money and is a wealthy woman!
Not long after, Vermouth replied: Send me the bank card account number.
Sister Bei is so generous. She didn’t even ask me what I was going to do with the money. She just gave it to me directly. She is worthy of being the number one sister on the list!
Otherwise, I’d better just be a gigolo and live off him!
After signing the contract, the store no longer belonged to Tsuzuki Poetry Ship, and the other party had no intention of staying for long, so he left directly.
Kisaki Eri pushed up her glasses and said to Fujiwara Toru:
“Come on, Fujiwara-kun. To celebrate the two big orders you gave me, I’ll treat you to a meal. I’ll ask my daughter to come as well so she can get to know a young and promising man like you, Fujiwara-kun.”
Hibiki Eri also took great pains for her daughter’s future, wanting her to meet more people and have more social resources.
Xiaolan’s academic performance is not particularly ideal, it can only be said to be average. Does she really have to rely on her detective father who is just living a lazy life in the future? In that case, Xiaolan’s best friend Suzuki Sonoko is not as reliable as her!
Therefore, only her mother, who is a lawyer, can come to help.
Chapter 43 Conan: I can’t do anything! (Old version)
Ryugin Restaurant, 7th floor, Hibiya, Yurakucho, Chiyoda-ku, Tokyo.
“This restaurant has been awarded three Michelin stars for ten consecutive years and is known as one of the ‘World’s 50 Best Restaurants’.”
“The reason why I didn’t invite you, Fujiwara-kun, before was because there were too many reservations for this restaurant. I finally got an appointment today.”
“It just so happens that we have concluded another big deal today, so I’m here with you, Fujiwara-kun, to celebrate.”
“Fujiwara-kun has been living in America. You must be tired of European and American food. It would be nice to try Japanese food.”
At the Ryugin Restaurant, Kisaki Eri casually introduced the restaurant to Fujiwara Toru while walking with him to their reserved seat.
The restaurant is decorated in a very Japanese style. The environment is quiet, the floor is covered with dark brown carpet, and you can see the night scenery outside when sitting by the floor-to-ceiling windows.
“Ms. Kisaki Eri is thoughtful.”
After the two sat down, Fujiwara Toru said with a smile.
The average price of a meal in such a restaurant is tens of thousands of yen. If you are an ordinary student, you certainly can’t afford it. Just seeing the price will make your legs go weak.
But for people like Fujiwara Toru and Kisaki Eri, this money is nothing.
Eri Kisaki has her own law firm and is a top lawyer in Japan, with an annual income of tens of millions of yen, which has already put her beyond the middle class and into the wealthy class.
Money is not a big problem. The main thing is that Kisaki Eri also pays attention to his taste, which is really thoughtful.
Eri Kisaki took off her coat, revealing a tight sweater. Her perky breasts set off her mature and plump figure, making her look very feminine.
“Excuse me, is this Ms. Eri Kisaki?”
The waiter came forward and asked.
“It’s me.”
“You have made reservations for three people?”
“Well, there’s another person arriving soon.”
“Okay, I’ll ask the chef to prepare it.”
The waiter handed the two people warm towels and tea, then bowed and left.
Downstairs, Ran Mao Li, who had dressed up a little and was wearing a casual long skirt, looked at the little kid following her with some helplessness.
“Conan, why do you have to follow me?”
Conan quickly smiled and pretended to be an ignorant elementary school student and said, “Sister Xiaolan, Uncle Maori only knows how to drink and can’t cook at all. I don’t know what to eat in the evening, so I had to follow Sister Xiaolan.”
“Conan, you can go find Dr. Agasa.”
“Dr. Agasa eats instant noodles every day. I’m getting a little sick of it.”
When Xiaolan heard that a primary school student could only eat unhealthy food like instant noodles every day, her maternal love suddenly overflowed.
She could only nod and say, “Okay, then come along, but this time it’s mom who invites you, so don’t talk nonsense.”
Mao Lilan warned Conan.
Conan nodded quickly.
Although pretending to be a primary school student made him feel disgusted, this trick was really useful at this time.
“Damn it, what on earth is Ms. Kisaki Eri trying to do? Is this a blind date?”
Conan gritted his teeth, but after looking at his elementary school student’s body, he lowered his head in pain.
He can’t do anything in this state!
Ran Mouri brought Conan to the seventh floor of the building. After entering the restaurant, they soon saw Eri Kisaki and Toru Fujiwara sitting at the table by the window, chatting happily.
If there wasn’t an age difference between the two, Xiaolan would have suspected when she saw this scene whether this was her mother’s new boyfriend.
Xiaolan hurried over and shouted happily: “Mom!”
Xiaolan didn’t say anything about her parents’ divorce, but she was actually very upset inside.
However, she had no ability to take care of her parents’ affairs. In addition, Kisaki Eri was busy with work, so the mother and daughter met very rarely. Therefore, Xiaolan cared about every opportunity to meet Kisaki Eri.
“Xiaolan, you’re here! Let mom take a look. I haven’t seen you for a while. You seem to have grown taller? Well, no, it’s your hairstyle that’s taller.”
When Kisaki Eri saw Xiaolan, she stood up. This woman, who had always been very strong in front of outsiders, also became gentle in front of her daughter.
Although her relationship with her ex-husband had broken down long ago and she had no intention of getting back together, she still felt guilty towards her daughter.
“Mom, who is this?”
After happily exchanging a few words with Kisaki Eri, Xiaolan looked at Fujiwara Toru curiously.
The other person looked a few years older than herself, tall and handsome, with a polite smile on her face, which made people feel very good about him.
At least as a high school JK, Xiaolan has to admit that this is a boy who can easily make women’s hearts beat at first sight.
If she wasn’t the type who was obsessed with love, her heart would probably have been beating faster at this moment.
Well, if Sonoko were here, she would definitely shout excitedly “handsome guy”.
“Xiaolan, let me introduce you to one of my mother’s clients, Toru Fujiwara. Fujiwara-kun has been living in America. He lived in Japan for a year last year and was admitted to the University of Tokyo as a freshman representative.”
“Xiaolan, you should also learn from them, you ah …”
Kisaki Eri shook her head. Like most parents, she was also worried about her daughter’s academic performance.
If it were an ordinary child, he would probably rebel against being told so by his parents. However, Mao Lilan was gentle and virtuous, and had a deep affection for her mother, so she did not rebel at all. Instead, she exclaimed:
“Tokyo University? Fujiwara-kun is amazing.”
Then she looked at Eri Kisaki again: “…Mom, my academic performance is just like that. It’s too difficult for me to get into the University of Tokyo.”
Hibiki Eri smiled and said, “I’m not asking you to get into the University of Tokyo. You’re not that good at studying. I’ll be satisfied if you can get into a good university.”
Fujiwara Toru then extended his hand and said, “Nice to meet you, Ms. Mao Lilan.”
Xiaolan didn’t expect Fujiwara Toru to be so formal, so she quickly reached out and shook hands with him.
Conan stared at the two people’s clasped hands, his heart bleeding madly.
Damn it, I haven’t even held Xiaolan’s hand, you damn it, let go of me now!
It was only then that Hibiki noticed Conan and asked hesitantly, “Xiaolan, why did you bring this child here?”
Xiaolan quickly explained and apologized to Fujiwara Toru: “I’m sorry, I didn’t tell you in advance.”
Fujiwara Toru shook his head, indicating that he didn’t care.
He could guess it with his butt, it was definitely Conan who followed him on his own initiative.
Wait a minute, is there going to be a murder here?
Fujiwara Toru looked around alertly.
He doesn’t want to play any crime-solving game!
“Auntie Hibiki, Brother Fujiwara!”
Although he was reluctant in his heart, Conan still called out to Kisaki Eri and Fujiwara Toru with Ding Zhen-like eyes.
If I don’t have any manners at all, both Ms. Kisaki Eri and Ran will be angry.
Kisaki Eri explained to Fujiwara Toru: “This child is a relative of my friend Kudo Yukiko.”
Fujiwara Toru pretended to be surprised and said, “Kudo Yukiko? Is she the Kudo Yukiko who retired from the screen when she was in her early twenties and at the peak of her fame, causing many men to lament that they had lost their screen goddess?”
Listening to Toru Fujiwara talking about his mother like this, Conan felt something strange for some reason.
“Fujiwara-kun, you also know Yukiko? She should be no longer popular by now, right?”
“I am very familiar with Chris Wynyard in America. Her mother, Sharon Wynyard, and Yukiko Kudo are said to be sisters.”
Fujiwara Toru said with a smile.
“Chris Wynyard? Fujiwara-kun, do you know Chris Wynyard?”
Xiaolan interrupted excitedly at this time.
As a world-class female star, Vermouth is admired and pursued by many people.
“Well, I have a pretty good relationship with her. If she ever comes to Neon, I will definitely introduce her to you.”
Fujiwara Toru’s words made Xiaolan very excited, and she seemed to open up and started chatting with Fujiwara Toru.
Fujiwara Toru said at this time: “Since he is a relative of Kudo Yukiko, he should also be related to that Kudo Shinichi, right?”
“I’ve seen Kudo Shinichi on TV. This kid looks a lot like him.”
Conan, who was watching Fujiwara Toru and Xiaolan chatting happily in pain, was shocked at this moment. Seeing Fujiwara Toru’s smile and eyes, he suddenly felt inexplicably frightened.
Chapter 44 Conan: Who is this guy? (Old version)
‘What’s going on? Did this guy do this on purpose?’
Conan was nervous and frightened, his heart was beating fast, and even cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Ever since he took the mysterious drug and became smaller, and ever since he discovered that the organization that fed him the drug was not simple and probably had a huge dark network, he has been afraid that the fact that he is not dead will be exposed.
In addition to his own life, this also concerns the lives of all his relatives and friends who are close to him.
If that organization found out that Kudo Shinichi was not dead and had turned into a child, would they capture him and subject him to various inhumane experiments?
Will his relatives and friends also be brutally killed by the organization because of their own reasons?
Therefore, Conan has been trying his best to hide his identity.
The only good news is that it is a fantasy for a person to turn into a child after taking medicine, so it is not difficult for him to hide his identity.
But now, someone he met for the first time said bluntly that he looked like Kudo Shinichi. Whether the other person discovered it by accident or really knew something, it made Conan feel nervous and scared.
“If Fujiwara Toru can detect it, can others also detect it?”
This is what Conan fears the most.
“Eh? Now that Fujiwara-kun mentioned that, I realized that Conan really does look like Shinichi when he was a kid.”
Xiaolan bent down, moved closer to Conan and looked at him carefully. The more she looked, the more she felt that Conan looked like Kudo Shinichi.
“Well… well, Shinichi-nii and I are relatives, so maybe we look alike?”
Conan broke out in a cold sweat, his mind raced, and he quickly found an excuse.
He is now very glad that he told his parents about this matter as soon as he became a child.
And his mother also gave him a legitimate identity by using the excuse of “relative”.
Xiaolan thought so too. Since Aunt Yukiko said that the child was a distant relative, it meant that they were related by blood.
Although the blood relationship is probably quite distant, and it’s a little strange that Conan and Shinichi looked so similar when they were children, but as long as the reason is logical, it’s acceptable.
Seeing that Xiaolan no longer had any doubts, Conan was almost scared to death.
“Fortunately, Lan is not the type to get to the bottom of things, and she has never cared too much about details since she was a child.”
Seeing that the crisis was overcome, Conan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He glared at Fujiwara Toru who was still chatting and laughing with Kisaki Eri and Xiaolan without leaving a trace.
This guy’s casual remark almost gave me a heart attack!
But just from this casual glance, Conan noticed the problem.
“What’s going on with this guy’s knuckles?!”
Although the other party seemed to have done some special treatment on his hands, making the marks very faint.
But Conan, or rather Kudo Shinichi, is very sensitive to details, which is also his talent that makes him a detective.
Conan noticed that there were traces of calluses between Fujiwara Toru’s thumb and index finger. In Conan’s impression, one of the behaviors that would leave calluses here is holding a gun for a long time!
He changed his mind, and despite the risk of being discovered, he gritted his teeth and asked with the innocence of an elementary school student: “Brother Fujiwara, you said you lived in America before?”
“Yeah, that’s right. What’s the matter? Conan wants to go to America to play, too?”
Fujiwara Toru pretended not to know Conan’s identity and teased him.
“I heard you can shoot guns in America?”
Conan showed an expression of longing.
It’s normal for boys to like shooting.
“If you have all the necessary documents, you can shoot a gun, but there are too many guns there. It’s very dangerous. You have to be careful at all times in school. You never know which classmate will suddenly pull out a gun and start shooting.”
Fujiwara Toru said with emotion as he thought about the gunfighting life in America.
I miss it so much!
“Is America so dangerous?”
Xiaolan covered her mouth with her hands and said in surprise.
“It is so dangerous. This is the result of the proliferation of guns. However, America cannot control this even if it wants to. After all, the country was founded on guns.”
Fujiwara Toru shrugged and said.
Conan asked again: “Brother Fujiwara, do you shoot guns often? Are you a shooting athlete or something like that?”
Fujiwara Toru smiled and said, “No, I just play with guns occasionally. I’m not a shooting athlete. I’m just an ordinary student.”
Although saying this, Fujiwara Toru was also surprised in his heart.
This Kudo Shinichi is really sensitive and has a great control over details.
I have tried my best to reduce some of my behaviors as an agent, and even used modern technology to eliminate some physical traces, but he still noticed them.
All I can say is that he is worthy of the title of ‘Sherlock Holmes of the Reiwa Era’. Being able to solve so many cases, this Kudo Shinichi is indeed quite capable.
However, Toru Fujiwara did not care about these things. His official identity was CIA. With this identity as a cover, he was recognized as a “messenger of justice” by the state agencies.
If Conan knew his identity as a CIA agent, he might even bow down and beg for help.
But if Conan knew that he has a good relationship with the Black Organization and that the CIA director is cooperating with them, would he collapse directly?
“Why do you ask that, Conan?”
“Ah, no, I’m just interested in shooting.”
Conan rubbed his head and grinned.
Conan’s smile slowly disappeared when Fujiwara Toru’s attention was no longer on him.
“This guy is lying. Calluses like that are not something that can be left by ordinary firearms training. And he seems to have deliberately removed those calluses. If he hadn’t removed them so quickly, I wouldn’t have noticed.”
“So who is this guy? What is his purpose in approaching Xiaolan and Ms. Kisaki? ! “
Chapter 45 Mao Lilan: Mom, why don’t you chase him! (Old version)
Conan is now in a period of being frightened, and everyone looks like a member of the Black Organization to him.
“Ms. Maori, I heard that you once won the Kanto regional championship in the National Karate Tournament?”
“Fujiwara-kun actually knew this? In fact, I only won the Kanto regional championship by chance in that karate tournament, but I still lost in the end and didn’t win the national championship.”
When Mao Lilan heard Fujiwara Toru mention his karate, she felt a little embarrassed, but her expression was full of happiness, and she started chatting with Fujiwara Toru unconsciously.
In fact, Mao Lilan’s abilities in all aspects are not very outstanding. Her academic performance can only be considered good, but it is far from excellent.
The only thing she is good at and what she is most proud of is the karate skills she has practiced since she was a child.
Nowadays, when I hear others talk about the things they are most proud of, I naturally feel excited.
“It’s no fluke that you can win the Kanto regional championship. You’re at least one of the top eight in the country, right? I’m also interested in karate, so we can talk more if we have time.”
“Has Fujiwara ever practiced karate?”
“Well, when I was in America, I just found a random teacher to practice with, and I didn’t take any rank tests or anything.”
“As long as you like karate, it’s fine to practice it just to keep fit. You don’t have to take the dan test.”
Mao Lilan has a gentle personality and comforted her instead.
Conan gritted his teeth.
Lan, you must not believe this man’s nonsense. He must have investigated you in advance and knew that you were interested in karate, which is why he brought up this topic.
Many scumbag men who deceive women do this!
Moreover, this guy is not only a scumbag, his characteristics show that his identity is not simple. Lan, you must not be fooled.
But Conan didn’t have much confidence in this.
Because he knew that Mao Lilan was actually a very simple and kind girl, the kind who was most easily deceived!
“No, I must investigate this Fujiwara Toru thoroughly and find out who he is!”
During the meal, Fujiwara Toru and his daughter Kisaki Eri had a happy chat.
Although Conan wanted to join the conversation several times, as he was only in the first grade of elementary school, no matter what he said, it would be regarded as the remarks of a child. No one would take him seriously, let alone care about him.
Seeing Toru Fujiwara and Ran Mouri talking and laughing, and exchanging Line numbers with each other, Conan’s heart bleeds violently.
I must quickly find that organization, find the antidote, and turn back into Kudo Shinichi!
Conan thought, gnashing his teeth.
The so-called Japanese food is all about the freshness of the ingredients.
The ingredients of this three-Michelin-star restaurant are indeed very good, and are all airlifted in from various places on the same day.
Conan’s joining means that the number of people making reservations has increased by one more than normal. In theory, this high-end restaurant can refuse to provide food for him.
However, as a child, Conan did play to his strengths.
The store owner also understood that if you make things difficult for a child, you will be criticized. In addition, children don’t eat much, so they picked and chose from the ingredients of the day and prepared a meal for Conan.
The ingredients were fresh, the chef’s skills were excellent, and the food was delicious, but Conan found it tasteless and wished the meal would be over soon.
After Conan waited anxiously, this painful dinner finally ended at around eight o’clock in the evening.
After Hibari Eri paid the bill, the others left their seats, chatting and laughing, and prepared to go downstairs.
Conan had been secretly observing Fujiwara Toru, and at this time he noticed that this person’s walking posture was a little strange.
When a normal person walks, their left and right arms will swing by inertia. However, for this man, the swing amplitude of his right hand is not consistent with that of his left hand. It even looks like he is swinging it on purpose.
‘He probably habitually keeps his right hand still, so that he can grab the gun immediately. Now that he swings it, it seems like he did it on purpose, so it looks a bit uncoordinated.’
‘Most people can’t see that tiny difference, but in my eyes it’s just like a night light, it’s too obvious!’
Conan’s heart sank, and he became even more certain that Fujiwara Toru’s identity was not simple.
The most famous person in the world who possesses this habit is the current President of Russia!
The group walked out of the building and into the parking lot.
Before getting in the car, Kisaki Eri said to Fujiwara Toru, “Be careful on the road. I’ll take Xiaolan and Conan home.”
No one drank alcohol during this meal, so there was no need to find a designated driver.
Fujiwara Toru smiled and said, “You too, Ms. Kisaki Eri, Ms. Ran, let’s chat on Line when we have time.”
Toru Fujiwara waved to a few people and opened the door of the Panamera.
Xiaolan also politely said goodbye to Fujiwara Toru.
In Eri Kisaki’s Land Rover, Xiaolan was sitting in the passenger seat and Conan was sitting in the back seat.
“Ran, what do you think of Fujiwara-kun?”
While waiting for the traffic light, Kisaki Eri suddenly said.
Xiaolan was stunned and asked, “What do you mean? I think Fujiwara-kun is pretty good.”
Kisaki Eri teased, “Then are you interested in Fujiwara-kun? If you are interested, then take the initiative to pursue him. In this day and age, it’s not a big deal for a girl to pursue a boy.”
“Lan, look at him. He’s a top student from Dongda University. He comes from a wealthy family and is handsome. I don’t know how many women will compete for him. You should take advantage of this opportunity now.”
Conan, who was sitting in the back, became anxious.
As expected, Ms. Kisaki Eri, you came prepared. You want to go on a blind date with Lan, right?
Lan is only in high school and is still a long way from getting married.
Lan, you must not be interested!
Xiaolan felt shy after hearing what Kisaki Eri said. With a smile on her face, she subconsciously raised her hand and wanted to hit the wall.
But thinking that this is my mother’s car, it would be bad if the car was damaged.
Trying hard to lower her clenched fist, she said shyly and anxiously, “Mom, what are you talking about? I think Fujiwara-kun is a good person, but I don’t think I have to pursue him.”
“If you’re interested in him, why don’t you go after him?”
These last words were spoken without thinking because Mao Lilan was embarrassed and angry.
Who would have thought that Hibiki shook her head and said, “Little girls like you, you just don’t know that you have to fight for some things. If you don’t fight, then nothing belongs to you. Forget it, it’s too early to tell you this now. You will understand it later.”
Conan, who was sitting in the back, finally felt relieved.
Fortunately, fortunately, Lan is not the kind of woman who would fall in love at first sight because of the other person’s appearance, family background, or education.
But when I think about it this way, it seems that the other party is better than me in every way.
Kudo Shinichi suddenly felt very stressed.
On the other side, Toru Fujiwara, who was driving back, was still thinking about going for a run in the evening and bringing food to the female ghost.
His phone suddenly vibrated, and when he picked it up, it turned out to be a message from Hiei Haircut: “This time’s treat is too formal, next time I’ll treat you to a drink, Fujiwara-kun must honor you.”
Fujiwara Toru replied, “No problem.”
Sure enough, compared to young girls, mature and beautiful women are easier to hook up.
The girl needs to waste too much energy, and the other party will always have many concerns.
However, after a successful hookup, young girls will be more likely to be devoted, but mature and beautiful women may be more rational and a little less emotional.
All I can say is that each has its pros and cons.
Girls are on the right path. It’s difficult in the early stages, but it takes off in the later stages.
The young woman is on the path of magic. It is simple in the early stage, but there will be a lot of trouble in the later stage.
Just as Toru Fujiwara was daydreaming, Taylor Swift’s song rang on his phone again.
Without thinking, he picked up the phone, pressed the answer button, and asked, “Boss, what’s the matter?”
“I have a task for you, regarding the drug that organization is researching.”
“The CIA found out?”
“Well, there is a pharmaceutical research institute just outside of Tokyo.”
Chapter 46 Mission: Seize APTX4869 (Old Version)
Toru Fujiwara parked the Panamera on the side of the road.
He leaned back in the car seat, holding the phone in his hand, and said slowly: “Send the specific information to my email.”
“The Internet has the risk of being exposed, so I’d better use the phone.”
The words from CIA Director Spencer came from the phone.
As the organization that probably eavesdrops the most in the world, the CIA is absolutely unique in the world in anti-eavesdropping technology.
So it is safer to contact by phone.
But the Internet is different. No matter how good the Internet technology is, there may be huge loopholes. The real confidential information is not connected to the external network. As long as it is connected to the external network, problems may occur.
“This intelligence was sent by a CIA undercover agent in that organization. She discovered the location of this institute based on the activities of the organization’s personnel.”
“According to the information from the undercover, something happened to the family of an important drug developer, which caused a stir within the organization and led to the discovery of the flaw.”
Fujiwara Toru looked calm, but he was sneering in his heart.
The undercover agent Spencer was talking about must be Rena Mizunashi.
It was said before that Rena Mizunashi was put in charge of him, but in fact, the CIA director still let Rena Mizunashi exchange information with him alone.
You keep saying you trust me, is this really how you trust me?
Although Fujiwara Toru thought so, his tone and expression remained unchanged.
After all, Spencer is the director of the CIA, and all his connections in the United States come from Spencer.
There is not much you can do to deal with Spencer for now, you have to wait for an opportunity.
Fujiwara Toru asked about the mission details.
Spencer gave him an address: “There is a research institute under Kobayashi Pharmaceutical here.”
“Your goal is to go there, clean out the institute and take away its data.”
“I will arrange some personnel for you. They are not from the CIA, but elite mercenaries from NATO. They are experienced and often do these cleanup tasks.”
“But I don’t trust these people. I only trust you. I will feel at ease when you lead the team to get what I want.”
“Remember, don’t expose yourself. I will continue to cooperate with that organization for the time being and I am not going to tear up the agreement now.”
Fujiwara Toru pretended to be excited and said, “I understand. I will complete the task.”
If a brainwashed person were to hear Spencer say “I only believe in you”, he would probably be very grateful.
Fujiwara Toru was not brainwashed. He sneered in his heart, but on the surface he acted grateful and excited.
“Boss, in addition to personnel, I also need some other weapons support.”
“If you need anything else, just tell me.”
“Get me an Apache attack helicopter.”
“What do you want Apache to do?”
Spencer asked in astonishment.
No, I asked you to go to a research institute to steal information, not to carry out a terrorist attack in Tokyo.
Do you want the Apache to bomb Tokyo Tower or the Imperial Palace?
“That organization has trained many desperate criminals, and they may also employ some retired special forces or military members from other countries.”
“Since that research institute is so important, who knows how strong its security is. The only thing that is certain is that there should be no heavy firepower there.”
“Give me an Apache. No matter what the enemy’s configuration is, I am sure I can take it down.”
Fujiwara Toru’s words reminded Spencer of the importance of that research institute.
In order to get what you want, especially as the CIA, you must make foolproof preparations.
Spencer nodded immediately and said, “Okay, I’ll contact the military and ask the US troops stationed in Japan to prepare one for you.”
Spencer came from the military and has a very deep network of connections in the military. He knows both the commander of the Pacific Fleet and the commander of the US forces in Japan.
As for whether Fujiwara Toru would open it, Spencer was not worried.
When he was training in Hawaii, not to mention helicopters, Fujiwara Toru could even fly the F35, and he even practiced taking off and landing on an aircraft carrier!
After hanging up the phone, Fujiwara Toru tapped his fingers on the steering wheel.
There is no way he would hand over the drug APTX4869, as the research data on this drug is extremely valuable.
Capable of making people smaller and possibly even immortal, this drug is a Pandora’s box.
“I just don’t know whether shrinking the body will damage the mitochondria and whether it will affect lifespan. I don’t know this yet.”
“But I can’t give this drug to the CIA. It’s better to keep such a terrible thing in my own hands.”
“If this drug is developed to a stable state one day, it will bring so much to the world.”
Because only death is equal to everyone. If someone can avoid death, it will drive countless people crazy.
Fujiwara Toru needs to find a way to fool people with this medicine.
If this drug really falls into the hands of the CIA, and it directly uses the resources of the superpower America to conduct research, it may really be successful.
This drug can be successfully researched, but it must be successfully researched under my own control!
“Did I forget something?”
Fujiwara Toru thought about it carefully and finally realized that he had seen Conan, but no murder had occurred.
“Congratulations, congratulations.”
Fujiwara Toru laughed and drove home.
At night he would go for a run and deliver food to a female ghost.
In Fujiwara Toru’s opinion, Kayako is the real terror.
A research institute affiliated with Kobayashi Pharmaceutical Company in the suburbs of Tokyo.
Miyano Shiho, who was wearing a white coat and a red hip-hugging sweater underneath, had a dull and lifeless look on her face. She was held by the arms and cruelly thrown into a place similar to a gas chamber.
Chapter 47 Miyano Shiho’s Despair (Old Version)
“Crack—”
Bright silver handcuffs handcuffed Miyano Shiho’s slender wrists to an iron railing as thick as her arms.
Although she had already made up her mind to die, Miyano Shiho still subconsciously pulled it with her hand.
However, since handcuffs are used by the police to arrest criminals, she naturally cannot break free from them.
The door that resembled a gas chamber was closed, leaving Miyano Shiho alone in the empty room.
A staff member from the institute walked by and looked inside through the narrow glass window at the door, mockingly saying:
“You say that Miyano-sama is suffering, but she has to protest to the higher-ups with an uncooperative attitude. When the time comes, someone from above will be sent to the organization. I just don’t know if she can bear the punishment.”
“Heh, she graduated from an American high school at such a young age and climbed over our heads. I thought she was a genius girl, but she turned out to be just an idiot.”
“You said she was obedient and well behaved, the organization treated her well and trusted her, she had money and everything she asked for, but she just didn’t know how to appreciate it.”
“That’s right. I also thought our Director Miyano was out of touch with the world, but look at all those bags she carries, they’re all from Hermès and Chanel. In fact, she cares a lot about money.”
“But our Director Miyano is young and beautiful, do you think we can…”
“Hush, you have ulterior motives. We should obey our superiors in everything. We should do whatever they tell us to do. You know what happened to those who didn’t obey.”
The researcher who had spoken earlier shuddered and immediately shut up.
Thinking of the organization’s punishment, he didn’t even dare to stay in front of the gas chamber for long and left quickly.
The soundproofing in the gas chamber was average, and the two researchers spoke very loudly, so Shiho Miyano inside could hear them.
She lowered her head, letting her brown bangs fall, and laughed in her heart.
Is the organization good to you?
If the organization treated her well, they would not let her deprive her of her freedom. Her life was controlled by the organization and she was even under constant surveillance.
If that were all, she could endure it for her sister’s safety.
Even though she hated the fact that her talent was used to invent poison, as long as her sister lived well and her only relative could live a normal life, she was willing to transform herself into a demon.
But… they killed my sister, they actually killed my sister!
Thinking of her sister’s death, Miyano Shiho’s expression became angry and ferocious. She struggled hard, and there was a “dong dong” sound of the handcuffs and the iron bars colliding.
She didn’t stop until a dark red mark was left on her fair wrist and she had no strength left to struggle.
As a talented student who obtained two doctoral degrees at a young age, Miyano Shiho tried to calm herself down and thought about what kind of punishment she would receive.
Death would probably be the most merciful punishment. I am still useful to the organization and should not be killed directly.
But her end would be more tragic than death. Given the methods used by the organization, Miyano Shiho even suspected that they would most likely inject herself with drugs.
Under the influence of drugs, he became unable to cooperate with the organization’s research.
As for whether the drugs will cause problems with her brain, the organization doesn’t care. It will not be too late to kill her when she is no longer valuable.
Thinking of this, Miyano Shiho fumbled in her sleeves and took out a red and white capsule.
She stared blankly at the medicine in her hand, which was the result of her research, APTX4869.
This medicine was developed based on my parents’ previous research.
The organization needs a poison that cannot be detected as toxic after being consumed by humans, such as causing sudden death.
Although Miyano Shiho was unwilling, she had no choice but to start researching poisons.
But I didn’t expect that the poison I researched would now become a sharp weapon that poisoned myself to death. It’s really ironic to think about it.
But when she thought of the information on the computer, Miyano Shiho felt unwilling to give up.
During the experiment, this poison actually caused mice to become smaller after eating it. She used her authority to conceal this experimental result.
And according to human experiments, there are indeed some people who were given drugs and no bodies were found, such as Kudo Shinichi, and his elementary school clothes that disappeared from his home!
Although she erased many experimental results, the data is still there. If the organization conducts an inspection, they will definitely find some “side effects” of this drug.
If the organization discovered that the drug could make a person smaller, the consequences would be disastrous.
The organization will definitely increase its research. If a stable drug is really developed by the organization one day, it will become a behemoth that no one can resist.
Miyano Shiho knew very well that the chemical ingredients she used could not have such an effect.
Therefore, the component of this drug that causes the function to decrease depends on the ability of the basic drug that the parents studied.
So, in fact, parents have been studying “immortality”?
My mind was filled with a lot of messy thoughts, and I regretted more that I didn’t delete all the data.
“What’s the point of thinking so much? Even if I delete the data here, there is a cloud disk backup, and the organization can still get it. With my authority, I can’t delete it completely.”
Miyano Shiho looked at the medicine in her hand, her face expressionless, and swallowed it without hesitation.
Once the drug is ingested, it only takes a few seconds for the chemical components in it to take effect.
It hurts, unimaginable pain.
Her heart felt like it was being torn apart. The intense pain made Miyano Shiho moan with difficulty. She opened her mouth and wanted to scream, but her throat was burning and she couldn’t make any sound.
Yes, this is also one of the requirements of the drug. The person who takes the poison cannot make any sound so as not to be discovered.
Is this what death feels like?
Is this the pain that those who are poisoned to death feel before they die?
It’s really all your own fault.
It hurts, it hurts, it hurts so much…
Sister, I’m here to see you.
Chapter 48 Kayako: Is this my father’s life? (Old version)
“Fujiwara-kun, what are you going to do?”
Kayako sat on the steps, her heart beating faster, and watched with joy as Fujiwara came back from running all night and came to her with a convenience store bag in his hand.
But this time, in addition to buying food for Kayako, Fujiwara Toru also handed her a 10,000 yen bill.
“I have something to do in the next few days, so I may not come for a run for a while. It may be as short as three days or as long as a week. I may not be able to see you.”
“Take this money and buy yourself some food, and buy some good cat food for Xiao Hei, huh? What’s that expression on your face? Is it not enough? If not, I’ll give you some more.”
As Fujiwara Toru said this, he took out his wallet and found a ten thousand yuan bill.
“No, no, it’s just… it’s just that I can’t take your money, Fujiwara-kun.”
Kayako quickly shook her hands.
Compared to the 10,000 yen, she was more concerned about the fact that she might not be able to see Fujiwara Toru for some time.
She couldn’t help but ask, “Is Fujiwara-kun busy with something?”
“Well, it’s a rather troublesome matter. I didn’t have enough time, but I almost finished it in a few days.”
“Don’t refuse this money. You are so thin and malnourished. You should eat properly and pay attention to it. Even if you don’t care about yourself, you should care about Xiao Hei, right?”
“But don’t let your family know about this money.”
Fujiwara Toru forcefully stuffed the money into Kayako’s arms.
You have to take good care of this little ancestor and make sure nothing happens to him.
In the next few days, Fujiwara Toru needs to prepare the plan and then execute it.
After conquering the research institute, it will be quite troublesome to deal with the subsequent matters.
So in the following days, it would be impossible for him to come to see Kayako every day.
When I think about it carefully, it seems that I have been late for Yukinoshita Haruno for almost a week. I said I was participating in club activities, but I never went once.
In Fujiwara Toru’s heart, completing the task assigned by his superiors is more important than Kayako’s affairs and more important than Yukinoshita Haruno.
Things should be done in order of priority.
The ten thousand yen given by Fujiwara Toru is not a lot, but for Kayako, it is not a small amount.
In her entire life, she had never even held a 10,000 yen bill in her hands.
Kayako stared blankly at the 10,000 yen in her hand, wondering if this was what the girls at school were secretly discussing about finding a “sponsor daddy”? Was this the so-called “daddy job”?
Some of them make money this way.
No, no, Fujiwara-kun is not that kind of person. I am not good-looking either. Fujiwara-kun definitely doesn’t mean that. He just… just cares about me.
Thinking that Fujiwara Toru was concerned about her, Kayako felt as sweet as honey in her mouth.
Hehe, Fujiwara-kun cares about me, he cares about me…
Toru Fujiwara glanced at Kayako who looked dazed. He didn’t know what she was thinking, but he always felt that she was not thinking about good things.
This little ancestor is such a headache, nothing must happen to her.
Then we can think of ways to resolve all the troublesome factors around her that may cause problems.
Two days later, in the study of Toru Fujiwara’s western-style mansion in Tokyo, the machine in the box was running.
In less than a minute, a lifelike human skin mask was made in the transparent glass tank.
He turned on the machine, put the human skin mask inside away, then put the instrument away and picked out a special piece of clothing from the closet.
After doing all this, Toru Fujiwara left home, walked to the street and hailed a taxi.
The taxi did not take him to his destination, but instead took him to a subway station with not many people. After paying and getting off the car, Toru Fujiwara went straight into the public toilet nearby.
In the single toilet in the bathroom, he put on the human skin mask, then took off his coat and put it on inside out.
When Toru Fujiwara came out of the public toilet, he had changed his clothes and looked like a European or American with short golden hair.
Fortunately, this is the Conan world, and there are very few cameras on the streets and in shops, which makes many of Fujiwara Toru’s disguises extremely convenient, and no one will notice the clues.
If there are too many cameras, then many of Conan’s methods of solving cases are useless. The police can solve many cases by simply adjusting the surveillance. There is no need for detectives…
After completing his disguise, he hailed another taxi and, speaking broken Japanese, took himself to an independent one-family house not far from the medical research institute.
“Ding Dong——”
Fujiwara Toru rang the doorbell, and a vigilant voice came from the room: “Who?”
“Pizza delivery.”
“What flavor?”
“Pineapple.”
The door was opened, revealing a fully armed European and American man with a silenced pistol in his hand.
“Come in!”
After Fujiwara Toru came into the room, he carefully observed the surroundings before closing the door.
In a Japanese-style house, there was a team of six people, including the person who just opened the door. At this time, they were all checking their weapons and equipment.
HKMP5 submachine guns, HK416 assault rifles, and one person checking the M24 sniper rifle in his hand.
These people are retired special forces from NATO countries. Because they are unable to adapt to normal life, they are still active on battlefields around the world.
They are just a bunch of vultures who will do anything for money. They are all a bunch of desperadoes.
“Where’s my equipment?”
“In that box.”
“Are you all ready?”
“Ready, this time the mission is to kill everyone you see, right?”
The sturdy European and American man who had just opened the door for Fujiwara Toru asked coldly.
Fujiwara Toru put on a Kevlar tactical bulletproof vest and checked the weapons and equipment in the box. He said, “Kill everyone you see, but be careful, this person must be alive.”
Toru Fujiwara took out a photo and handed it to several people. It was a full-length photo of Miyano Shiho wearing a white coat.
Miyano Shiho was employed by the company legally, so it was not difficult to find her employment photo.
What if Miyano Shiho is still in the research institute, and I get shot right away if I go in, that would be no fun.
The six-member team passed the photo around and memorized the target’s appearance.
They were all members of elite special forces from various countries in the world, and rescuing hostages and taking target persons away were also part of their training.
“Understood!”
They won’t ask for more specific information. Since the other party has given them money, they will just take the money to do the job.
“I understand. Let’s go. The security personnel of this institute are not strong. We don’t need to sneak in secretly. We can just rush in and kill all the living people we see.”
Fujiwara Toru waved his hand, and the seven people came to the parking garage nearby, where two off-road Hummers were parked.
With the capabilities of this group of people, it is impossible for them to bring this kind of armed Hummer and these firearms to Japan.
However, as their employer, Fujiwara Toru prepared so many advanced weapons for them, which shows that this matter must be supported by the resources of a country.
They didn’t know Fujiwara Toru’s true identity, but they could roughly guess that he was an intelligence officer of a certain country.
But whether it was the KGB or the CIA, their job was just to collect money and complete the mission.
Two Hummers raced through the streets of Neon Suburbs, and twenty minutes later, they arrived at their target location.
As a research institute of a famous pharmaceutical company in Japan, there are security measures here. It is also the base of the Black Organization secretly, and the security personnel inside also illegally possess some firearms.
The main entrance of the institute is blocked by an iron fence and there is a security booth at the door.
The Hummer stopped at the door, and the two security guards were curious.
I heard that the higher-ups will send people over in the next two days. Could it be them?
The security guard had just arrived at the car and hadn’t said anything when the Hummer’s window rolled down and two pistols with silencers extended from inside.
“Swoosh—swoosh—”
Two tiny gunshots were heard, and two bloody holes immediately appeared on the security guard’s head, and he fell directly to the ground.
The Hummer stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and with a loud bang, it knocked the iron gate open and rushed into the courtyard in front of the research institute.
Since the employer requires that nothing be left behind, they are going to cause a big scene in Neon!
Chapter 49: Metropolitan Police Department: Let me see how large the shooting is! (Old version)
Two armed military Hummers slammed on the brakes and came to a sudden stop inside the pharmaceutical research institute’s factory.
The staff members in the institute looked at the two Hummers in surprise and at the five fully armed men who got out of the vehicles, looking at a loss as to what to do.
But the next moment, they no longer had to feel confused.
The HK416 automatic rifle equipped with a silencer fired several times in succession, and the 5.56mm bullets instantly penetrated several people, splashing blood.
Some of the pharmaceutical factory staff members finally reacted, screamed in fear, threw the documents in their hands to the ground, and ran towards the fifth floor of the institute shouting.
Fujiwara Toru waved his hand and said to several fully armed personnel: “According to the plan, clear them all out!”
The remaining four people were divided into groups of two, holding rifles, and quickly ran to the door of the building with tactical movements. After taking a quick look inside, they rushed into the building.
Fujiwara Toru acted alone because he was alone.
Someone ran out of the building screaming in fear, but Fujiwara Toru ignored them.
“call out—-“
Gunshots were heard again in the air, and the person who ran out of the building was shot directly, falling to the ground with blood spurting from his chest.
On another tall building not far away, snipers and observers were already in position. Their task was to eliminate any fish that escaped.
Toru Fujiwara also raised the rifle in his hand, took small steps into the building, and shot at anyone he saw.
It cannot be said that all researchers in the institute are members of the Black Organization, but most of them are reserve forces. It is better to kill them by mistake than to let them go.
“Someone is invading, hurry up and grab your weapons!”
The security personnel in the institute finally reacted and quickly went to the weapons room to get their weapons ready for resistance.
These weapons are illegal to possess. It is absolutely impossible for a medical research institute to apply for so many firearms.
Japan does not ban guns in name, but in reality, gun control is very strict. They are just following the example of their American father.
But under such strict gun control, it is no different from a gun ban, and you won’t see gun stores all over the streets.
Although the security personnel ran out with weapons and roars.
However, facing Fujiwara Toru’s fully-armed elite team, these security personnel who could barely shoot were just like street thugs confronting the army with guns. It was a one-sided massacre.
Fujiwara Toru leaned against the wall and fired several bursts of shots, knocking down several security guards who rushed out from the corner and had no tactical skills.
Looking at the pistols in their hands, he shook his head slightly.
With the power of this pistol, it was simply not enough to penetrate the bulletproof plates on his body. Even if he stood there and let them shoot, it would not cause any harm to him.
After knocking down several security guards, Toru Fujiwara walked closer and shot them each in the head again.
He came to the corridor and kicked open the first door in the corridor. A Japanese man in a white coat saw him and knelt on the ground and yelled, “Please, don’t kill me.”
Fujiwara Toru didn’t think twice and shot the man dead. After checking that there was no one else in the room, he left and went into the second room to continue cleaning.
Passing by a load-bearing wall of a building, he took out a remote-detonated C4 explosive and placed it on the wall.
As a demolition expert, you must understand civil engineering. Only in this way can you use the least amount of explosives to blow down a building.
The other armed personnel performed the same task as Fujiwara Toru, eliminating all personnel and placing C4.
For a moment, the only sounds in the entire drug research building were gunshots, shouting, crying and groans of pain.
At the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, after receiving the alarm call, the operator quickly reported the situation to the inspector.
Inspector Megure also received a call from above at this time. He answered “yes” repeatedly, hung up the phone, stood up and shouted: “Everyone, gather quickly, report your weapons, and go out with me.”
Seeing Inspector Megure so serious, Gao Mu quickly asked, “What’s wrong? Officer Megure, has another murder happened?”
I don’t know what’s going on recently, but there are so many bizarre murders in Tokyo, and these police officers have to run around every day to solve various murder cases.
Especially these murder cases are simply outrageous, and each one has to use bizarre methods to kill.
Officer Megure shouted as he prepared, “It’s more serious than a murder. It’s said that there was a large-scale shooting in the suburbs of Tokyo. Not only our Investigation Division, but also more police officers were sent to the scene.”
“Inspector Shiratori, Sato, you guys should also hurry up and get ready, shooting cases are not uncommon!”
“yes!”
Officer Takagi was surprised at this time: “Mass shooting? We are not going to fight with people like those police officers in the United States?”
Although he said that, he was actually quite excited in his words.
There are very few shootings in Neon. Although the police officers in the criminal department are armed, they don’t have many opportunities to shoot, let alone shoot at criminals.
Every man likes shooting. The shooting skills learned in the police academy are completely useless in actual case handling, which is quite disappointing sometimes.
Some young police officers were equally excited. After reporting and receiving their guns, they trotted out along with Inspector Megure.
They looked at the revolvers in their hands with confidence. In their opinion, there could be no major shooting case in Neon. They had so many police officers to respond to the call, so what was there to be afraid of?
I just don’t know if there will be a chance to shoot this time.
If you need to shoot, that’s the time to show off your marksmanship!
Police cars drove onto the streets of Tokyo one after another. In addition to the department where Inspector Megure was located, there were more departments from the Criminal Department who were also on duty at the same time.
For a moment, dozens of police cars came in a mighty manner, looking quite spectacular.
Inspector Megure, who was driving, suddenly had a bad feeling.
Why are there so many police officers responding? How massive is this so-called mass shooting?
In the gas chamber of the pharmaceutical company, Miyano Shiho temporarily regained consciousness from the severe pain.
She staggered to her feet, holding her aching heart, and murmured hoarsely, “Why am I not dead? What is this?”
Miyano Shiho looked at the white coat and red sweater that didn’t fit her body shape at all, and saw her hands and arms getting shorter. She said in disbelief, “I’ve become smaller too?!”
Because she had turned into an elementary school student, the handcuffs could no longer hold her.
After discovering that she had become smaller, Miyano Shiho looked towards the room immediately and was relieved to find that there were no surveillance cameras.
Suddenly, she heard a commotion outside and thought she had been discovered because she had shrunk.
Apart from the sounds of people shouting in fear and running, faint gunshots could be heard.
“Run! Those lunatics are killing anyone they see. They look like they are looking for someone!”
Miyano Shiho, who was very close to the door, heard the conversation of the people who were running away outside.
“What’s going on? Killing everyone on sight? Even Gin wouldn’t do that. Could it be that someone from another organization broke in here?”
“And they are looking for someone, could it be me?”
It’s not that Miyano Shiho is narcissistic, but if this research institute needs to find someone, then the most important person is her.
The newly shrunken body was very weak and seemed to be ill.
But at this time, Miyano Shiho didn’t dare to think too much. She saw that there was a garbage pipe here that only children could pass through, so she quickly crawled in.
Since she was not dead and had a chance to escape, she certainly didn’t want to die.
If possible, she would rather avenge her sister!
Chapter 50 There is a traitor among us! (Old version)
Nichimei Television Headquarters.
The director of the TV station rushed into the office and shouted, “Mizuno!”
“Master, what’s the hurry?”
The ace reporter and host of Nichimi TV, who has received many praises on the Japanese Internet and is called the most beautiful woman of Nichimi TV by many nosy Japanese people, Rena Mizunoshi, or Hondou Eikai, asked hurriedly.
“I received an urgent report from an informant that there was a large-scale shooting in the suburbs of Tokyo, and dozens of police officers are rushing to the scene.”
“Hurry up and take your team over there to get first-hand information. Don’t let other TV stations get there first!”
The director of Nichimei TV shouted hurriedly.
Now that self-media is well developed, many news will be reported on self-media first.
However, large media like them still have a very important voice, and their news is more accurate than those from self-media, and more convincing to the public.
News is also time-sensitive. Traditional media may not be able to compete with self-media in terms of speed, but they must compete better than their peers.
Therefore, for major cases that require the dispatch of dozens or even hundreds of police officers at once, the TV station’s ace reporters have to be called in.
Mizuno Rena’s heart sank, and she thought to herself, was this a CIA raid on the organization’s research institute?
I hope this incident will not affect my undercover career.
She thought about this in her mind, shouted “yes”, and immediately led the entire team of reporters out.
“Boss, the intelligence we received is correct. Someone is invading our research institute!”
In an SUV on the streets of Tokyo, Gin was sitting in the passenger seat, puffing away.
Vodka, who was driving the car, received a call and heard the report from the other end. He hung up the phone and spoke anxiously to Gin who was standing beside him.
Gin nodded and said coldly: “Let’s go.”
Vodka picked up the walkie-talkie and started giving orders. A convoy of more than ten cars quickly rushed to the suburban research institute.
Gin put out the cigarette in his hand with a gloomy look.
Ah, Shirley, please don’t get into any trouble, or I’m going to kill you with my own hands!
At the suburban research institute, Toru Fujiwara’s hired team is carrying out cleanup work.
At the same time, they also placed C4 explosives inside the institute. When they leave, they will completely destroy the building and eliminate as many traces of their arrival as possible.
The security of the research institute was just a group of trained personnel, and their weapons were too poor. Facing an elite special forces group, they had little power to resist and were wiped out by Fujiwara Toru and others.
As for other researchers, they are like sitting ducks.
“Boom——”
Fujiwara Toru kicked open a house and walked in with a little caution, holding a submachine gun. When he saw the layout here and a pair of metal handcuffs on the railing, he let out a soft “eh”.
He walked over to the railing and checked the handcuffs. One end was connected to the railing, but the other end was empty.
Soon, Toru Fujiwara found a garbage pipe opening that was only big enough for a child to pass through.
“It looks like you just ran away not long ago. Ha, Shirley, you can’t run away.”
Fujiwara Toru chuckled and left the gas chamber.
His task is not only to clean up the researchers here, but also to get important documents.
Soon, Toru Fujiwara arrived at the largest laboratory in the institute, which was filled with various bottles and jars. The computers were still running, but the researchers had already run away.
He began to search through the pile of finished drugs, pushing the useless ones to the ground, and finally found what he was looking for.
The capsules are red and white, and APTX4869 is written on the box.
Since the Black Organization did not know that this drug also had the effect of shrinking the body, they only treated it as poison, so it was not a particularly secret and was completely out in the open.
As a double doctor, Shiho Miyano’s job is not only to develop this drug, but she is also responsible for many serious drug development work.
Poison is used for assassination, while legitimate drugs can be patented to make money. Such a large organization has a huge demand for money. Miyano Shiho is a legitimate drug developer.
After putting away APTX4869, Toru Fujiwara began to transfer files on the computer.
However, these computer files are professionally protected and a password is required to copy the files, making it impossible to crack them in a short period of time.
If you enter the wrong password three times, the files inside will be automatically destroyed.
But it didn’t matter. Toru Fujiwara immediately disassembled the computer and took out the hard drive inside.
At this moment, the cell phone in Fujiwara Toru’s arms vibrated.
He had blocked everyone before taking action, so there was only one person who could call him at this time.
“Boss, what happened? You actually called me during the operation.”
“Wick, get out your tablet.”
Fujiwara Tetsu followed his instructions and took out the small tablet computer he carried with him. The data was quickly connected and the street scene of Tokyo appeared on the tablet.
Dozens of police cars with sirens blaring were speeding on the road towards the research institute.
Fujiwara Toru had anticipated this. When they started the cleansing, someone would definitely call the police. Besides, this was only a suburb of Tokyo, not an uninhabited area, so the Tokyo police would definitely arrive at the first possible moment.
Toru Fujiwara knew that this was not what Spencer wanted to see for him.
Sure enough, the scene changed, and the picture taken by the American military satellite turned to the other side, where more than ten black SUVs were also lined up in a row and coming here.
Fujiwara Toru’s heart moved, and he said, “Is this a member of that organization? Our plan has been exposed.”
Spencer’s tone was calm, but the anger in his words was obvious: “There is an undercover agent in the CIA!”
“How many people worked on this project?”
“I asked an action team to carry out the planning.”
“That’s more troublesome. Anyone in this group could be an undercover traitor.”
“Don’t worry about this for now. I will find the undercover agent. They knew it was the CIA that was doing the operation, but they still dared to stop it. They are really bold.”
CIA Director Spencer’s voice was cold: “…It seems that the heavy firepower arranged for you is correct, Wick, teach these people a lesson and let them know how much it will cost to stop the CIA’s actions.”
“clear!”
“Did you get the quest item?”
“I got it.”
“Very good, Wick, you are the most trustworthy one indeed.”
Spencer praised.
Fujiwara Toru hung up the phone without commenting.
“From Spencer’s tone, it can be seen that he doesn’t take the Black Organization seriously.”
“But that’s normal. As the director of the CIA, how could he care about an international criminal organization? In his eyes, this organization is nothing more than a dog.”
“Heh, this organization is definitely not simple. Looking at what they are researching, we know that they may be connected to some deeper forces. Then you should fight them well.”
Fujiwara Toru laughed.
While the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits. With the big fish like the CIA director in front, not many people will pay attention to him, a small agent.
Try to make them reveal more things in the process of fighting each other.
After placing the last C4 bomb in the laboratory, Toru Fujiwara informed the mercenaries in the channel: “A new mission has been issued from above. Support is coming. We need to ambush them.”
“receive!”
Mercenaries don’t ask too many questions and will do anything as long as they are paid.
After cleaning up the research institute, the seven-member team reunited.
Fujiwara Toru roughly informed the enemy’s size and said, “Kill as many of their personnel as possible, and then retreat immediately.”
Chapter 51: Shiho Miyano is frightened and the Japanese police surrender (old version)
(It should be available tomorrow, I’ll ask for a first order then~)
A group of more than a dozen SUVs rushed into the institute’s compound.
Looking at the corpses all over the yard, Gin’s eyes were cold.
He was not sad about the deaths of these people, but he was angry that the organization’s research institute was invaded by others so blatantly.
Besides that, there was also the worry that Shirley might have died in the massacre, and the anger he felt because he couldn’t kill her with his own hands.
“Boss!”
Vodka followed Gin and was also shocked when he saw the corpses all over the ground.
Although he is a member of the Black Organization and has killed people with his own hands, their organization mostly carries out assassinations.
This blatant, terrorist-like attack made Vodka feel terrified.
At this moment, Gin’s heart moved. A strong sense of crisis made him quickly hold down Vodka’s head and shouted in a low voice: “Lie down!”
The next moment, the sound of gunfire from an assault rifle with a silencer was heard, and bullets cut through the air, falling like raindrops among the members of the black organization.
The mercenaries who came with Fujiwara Toru had already occupied high positions and suddenly shot arrows at Gin and others. In an instant, several people from the Black Organization fell down amid screams.
These members of the organization who followed Gin were also mercenaries hired by the organization at high prices. They all had rich combat experience and hid behind the SUV as soon as they were attacked.
The captain of the mercenary team at the high point was shocked when he saw this and cursed: “Damn it, this mission is really not that simple.”
“Be careful, these people have battlefield experience, they are not the security guards we met before, don’t die here!”
At this time, the mercenary captain had already backed down.
There were only six of them in total, while the other side had at least thirty or forty people, and these people were also holding rifles. The difference in weapons and equipment between the two sides was not that big.
Although they killed several opponents by sneak attack, it was a fantasy to expect to kill them all when the number gap was too large.
“If there are rocket launchers or mines, they can be laid in advance.”
But this is just a thought after all. All they have now are these rifles and sniper rifles.
“Suppress them and don’t give them a chance to fight back!”
The mercenary captain calmly gave orders, and together with his men, began shooting at the members of the Black Organization. Anyone who tried to show their head would be sprayed with bullets.
Gin, hiding behind the car, listened to the gunshots silently. Bullets hit the car in front of him, but he remained indifferent.
Gin sneered: “The enemy is not numerous. I only heard six gunshots. Fight back!”
After saying that, Gin, who was leaning against the car door, turned around, placed the M16 in his hand against the car body, and calmly fired a rapid series of shots at the place where he had just heard the gunshots.
His shooting skills were extremely accurate, completely different from those of ordinary people. In an instant, he beat a mercenary so hard that he couldn’t even raise his head.
With Gin leading the way, the other hired members of the organization were not to be trifled with. Dozens of guns were fired at the same time, and Vodka also fired continuously beside Gin.
The scene was like setting off firecrackers during the Spring Festival. The sound of gunfire continued. The entire institute compound was like a battlefield. Bullets hit the concrete walls, splashing up pieces of rubble.
The mercenaries called by the CIA were beaten so badly that they could not raise their heads and could only retreat backwards. The captain of the mercenary team shouted hurriedly:
“Retreat, retreat!”
“The enemy’s firepower is too strong, we are no match for them!”
Although the special forces are powerful, that is only when they are carrying out special missions. When they are exposed to large forces during the mission, their firepower is completely useless.
And now, their elite team is facing a situation where their firepower far exceeds their own.
Especially the mercenaries from the Black Organization, who have also been on the battlefield and are warriors who have crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood. With such sufficient firepower, this elite team is no match for them.
At this moment, the captain of the mercenary team cursed in his heart, where did that guy who looked like a CIA go? Could he have sold out his people?
Those CIA guys are really capable of doing such a thing!
“Want to run? Kill them all!”
Gin sneered and said, since you dare to attack the organization, you should be prepared to die.
He is also in the mood for fighting now.
Although Gin had blood on his hands, there were not many opportunities to conduct crazy shooting like on a battlefield. He was also determined to kill all these guys who invaded the organization’s research institute!
With the sirens of police cars blaring, Tokyo police officers finally arrived at the scene.
However, Gin didn’t care about these Japanese police at all. If they dared to come in, he would knock them all down here.
Fortunately, the Japanese police are not fools. They listened to the deafening and rapid gunfire and watched the battlefield which was more exciting than setting off firecrackers during the holidays.
In particular, when the members of the black organization saw the police car, they actually opened fire on it with guns. The police officers were so scared that they quickly got out of the car and hid behind the car trembling.
“Inspector Megure, this… is this the shooting case you mentioned?”
Officer Takagi hid behind the car, revolver in his shaking hands. He looked at his suit and then at the clothes of the other officers.
They don’t even have bulletproof vests. Look at the enemy’s firepower. They are all equipped with M16s, and they are fully automatic. If a fight really breaks out, they will all die here.
Besides, they were just a group of policemen, criminal police at best, and who were the other party? Judging from their professionalism, they were basically soldiers!
Officer Sato’s legs were shaking, and Inspector Shiratori was wiping the sweat from his forehead with his hand. He shrank back in fear when he heard the crackling sound of rifle fire hitting the police car.
The other police officers who arrived were no different from them. Not to mention shooting at each other, they didn’t even dare to show their heads.
Inspector Megure squeezed his fat body and heard the bullet flying past his ear. He swallowed and his teeth chattered.
He has been a criminal police for so many years, what kind of scene has he not seen?
But he had never seen such a scene before!
“Inspector Megure, we need to… we need to notify the Self-Defense Forces. This is not a situation we can handle!”
Inspector Shiratori shrank his neck and shouted through gritted teeth.
Officer Megure nodded repeatedly: “Brother Shiratori is right, we need to call the Self-Defense Forces!”
Just then—
Amid the violent gunfire, Officer Gao Mu moved his ears and asked, “Did you hear anything?”
Several police officers also noticed a sound in the air, which sounded like a propeller.
They subconsciously raised their heads and vaguely saw something flying in the distance, and their eyes went dark.
“Ah…Apache attack helicopter?!”
Inspector Shiratori was so scared that he collapsed to the ground and dropped the gun in his hand.
Is this really neon, is this really Tokyo?
This is actually the Russian-Ukrainian front line, or the Syrian battlefield! !
Have we traveled through time?
If the two sides were shooting at each other with rifles, they could still fight back a bit.
But facing the Apache attack helicopter, it would be a strafing fire, and all the personnel would have to take to the sky!
The Japanese police were stunned when they saw the Apache attack helicopter flying from a distance.
Officer Takagi subconsciously raised the revolver in his hand and aimed it at the helicopter high in the distance.
Inspector Megure was so frightened when he saw this that he quickly grabbed Takagi’s wrist and said in horror, “Brother Takagi, what are you going to do?”
Officer Takagi finally reacted and quickly let go of the revolver in his hand and dropped it.
He just did something stupid that almost killed everyone!
Inspector Megure breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Takagi put down his gun.
That’s an Apache attack helicopter. Do you think you can shoot it down with a revolver?
Even Hollywood blockbusters don’t dare to shoot like this. The only ones who dare to shoot like this are the amazing TV series shot by those Indians.
Inspector Megure looked at the approaching armed helicopter, swallowed, and subconsciously raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.
Inspector Megure never imagined that as a Japanese policeman, he would one day perform the French salute.
The other Tokyo police officers also moved in unison and raised their hands to show their surrender.
They didn’t know which side this Apache attack helicopter belonged to. They only knew that they were completely powerless to resist it.
If you surrender directly like this, you might be able to save your life.
Not far away, reporters from Nichiren TV had already arrived at the scene.
The fierce gun battle taking place in the distant research institute made these reporters very excited, and they were all shooting frantically with their cameras.
Now, seeing the scene of nearly a hundred Tokyo policemen raising their hands in surrender, they even forgot that there was an armed helicopter overhead and all raised their cameras to capture the scene in front of them.
Not only do you have to take pictures, but you also have to take beautiful pictures. Maybe this year’s Pulitzer Prize will be yours!
At this time, the corners of Mizuno Rena’s mouth twitched, although she knew that the CIA always did things regardless of the law and was quite arrogant and domineering.
But this was beyond her imagination that someone would fly armed helicopters through the city in Japan, especially in the capital, and might even carry out terrorist attacks.
She just thought that her new boss was a lunatic!
In the compound of the research institute, the shooting between the Black Organization and NATO special mercenaries stopped.
When everyone is holding sniper rifles and assault rifles, you drive an armed helicopter over. This is simply cheating.
Gin, who was behind the SUV, stared at the Apache in the sky. His face was expressionless and he muttered something.
Vodka, who was standing beside him, was so frightened by the sight of the Apache that his legs started to shake and he almost peed himself. He trembled and shouted, “Brother!”
Vodka glanced at Gin and saw that he was still calm and looked like a master, as if he ignored Apache.
Seeing this scene, Vodka also felt relieved, and sighed in his heart, he is worthy of being Gin’s big brother, he really remains calm even when faced with a mountain collapse. Such demeanor is a role model for our generation!
But what is the eldest brother mumbling about?
Vodka saw Gin’s lips moving, but he couldn’t hear clearly, so he moved closer and finally heard what Gin was saying:
“Grass!”
In a simple word, vodka is a lofty achievement that deserves our admiration.
You are worthy of being the elder brother. You are really knowledgeable and I, a rough man, cannot compare to you.
I have thousands of emotions in my heart right now, and tens of thousands of words on my lips, but I just don’t know how to describe them.
But big brother expressed what I was thinking in just one word, big brother is awesome!
Gin gritted his teeth, listening to the huge vibration of the propeller and feeling the strong wind blowing in his face. He turned around and yelled at Vodka at the top of his lungs: “Run!”
“Grass” and “Run”, these two simple words make vodka stunning.
In such a critical moment, he remained calm, made the most correct choice in a short time, and issued orders in the shortest language. The eldest brother is the eldest brother, so –
“Brother, wait for me!”
Gin and Vodka used their hands and feet, exerting all their might, wishing their mother would give them two more legs, and ran towards the research institute building behind them at a world record-breaking speed of a 100-meter sprint.
Use the M16 in your hand to shoot down the Apache?
Please, my name is Gin, not Homelander. This kind of thing can’t be done. That thing can blow up a tank!
Gin wished he had a Stinger anti-aircraft missile in his hand at this moment. Only with that thing would he dare to confront an Apache.
Just when Gin and Vodka made the most correct choice and ran out of the battlefield as soon as possible, a series of horrifying sounds like Gatling gun fire came from the sky.
At a very long distance, the M230 single-barrel chain gun mounted under the nose of the Apache attack helicopter was firing crazily at a rate of one thousand rounds per minute.
At the same time, the Sea Serpent 70 rocket launcher and a group of AGM114 Hellfire missiles mounted on the short wings were fired out without any cost.
In an instant, the square of the institute was truly plunged into the Syrian battlefield, with huge explosions and roars resounding through the sky.
A dozen black SUVs driven by the Black Organization were all turned into huge fireballs and blown away amid the explosions.
Those people hired by the Black Organization couldn’t even scream. They turned into burning corpses and flew into the sky.
The M230 single-barreled chain gun chased after Gin and Vodka, creating huge holes in the ground.
At the critical moment, the two of them finally rolled forward and jumped into the building at the critical moment.
“Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh——”
However, the single-barreled chain gun was still murderous. The helicopter flew sideways and fired wildly at the research institute building. All the remaining rockets were also fired.
The 30MM single-barrel chain gun blasted holes and pits in the reinforced concrete exterior walls of the building, shattering all the glass.
The rocket landed in the building with a loud bang, flames bursting, and the powerful shock wave shattered everything. The entire building was almost riddled with holes.
Gin and Vodka in the building thought they were safe, but when they saw the various rockets and chain guns flying towards them, they cried and screamed and continued to run away, thinking that the Apache outside the building was simply the god of death.
After emptying all the ammunition on the Apache in one breath, Fujiwara Toru, who was flying the helicopter, finally felt relieved.
He flew the helicopter away from the building temporarily, took out a detonator from his arms, and said with a smile: “Gin, it depends on whether you are lucky enough to survive.”
After saying that, he pressed the detonator!
“Boom boom boom—”
All the C4 explosives placed in the building were detonated, and huge flames shot straight into the sky. The research building that had been ravaged by Apache was detonated at the load-bearing part by the high-explosive amount of C4, and the five-story building collapsed.
Dust was flying, flames were blazing, and the suburbs of Tokyo fell into a deathly silence.
In the distance, a little girl without shoes and wearing a white coat that was much larger than her body was running breathlessly.
She turned her head, watched the helicopter attack, heard the huge explosion, and saw the collapse of the building. She was so scared that she put her legs together.
She was so scared!
Miyano Shiho now wants to change her pants because they are wet.
“Who on earth did the organization offend to make it so crazy?”
The organization needs to think carefully about this kind of madness.
Could it be that group of unknown people are really here to arrest me?
I’m just a small researcher. It’s really not worth being arrested like this. Please let me go!