Standalone Tokyo

Chapter 303: There is no cure for fools

"what do you want."

Fujiwara Masato asked the female agent, who for the first time seriously thought about what she wanted.

Looking for the Japanese boss of the poker organization is just a way Mavis came up with to save her life.

In her mind, doing this was good enough to save her life, but she didn't expect to get rewarded.

So, Mavis never thought about this question.

money?
No, taking money is the stupidest thing to do.

Mavis thought about it, and then she tried to speak to Fujiwara Masato.

"What will you give me?"

"Help me find that supervisor. Japanese Poker owes you a favor. As long as it does not violate the interests of the organization, you can get help from the organization."

Fujiwara Masato said, then reached into his arms and took out a gold coin, and with a ding, he flicked it into Mavis's arms.

"You can use it to kill someone, or save your own life. When you need it, take it to the Red Heart J Hotel, or call the hotel front desk number and tell them the number of the gold coin."

After saying that, Fujiwara Masato waved his hand.

"Okay, let's go out and do our work."

Just like that, Fujiwara Masato signaled the bodyguards with a little impatience to take Mavis out. Although the latter was very beautiful and her body looked very attractive, he was not interested in taking risks.

She was a female agent from England. No matter how lustful Fujiwara Masato was, he was still a little afraid that she might have a razor blade hidden in her vagina.

Even if the force is fine, what if he opens his mouth and bites off your little head when you do a blowjob? This is also a death sentence.

According to some unofficial history, the famous Genghis Khan died in this way. Fujiwara no Masato did not want to be treated the same as such a great man, as this way of death was too painful.

Mavis, on the other hand, didn't want to leave here too quickly as she hadn't used some of her seductive tricks yet.

But her thoughts were terminated by the gaze of the armed bodyguard, and Mavis finally turned around and left the box obediently.

No matter how rigorously trained a bodyguard is, when he sees me, there will be more or less a desire for reproduction in his eyes.

However, these bodyguards did not do that. Their eyes were as cold as ever when they looked at him, their gazes only staying on his hands and shoulders, ready to draw their guns and shoot him at any time.

Mavis was a little scared, so she calmed down and turned away.

Fujiwara Masato looked at Mavis's back as she left, calmly picked up his chopsticks again and continued to eat the cold food.

In fact, when Mavis said that, the value of her intelligence had already been completely obtained by Fujiwara Masato. The main reason was that Fujiwara Masato was patient. The Mossad operations chief could be found on the small map, and even though the latter was a neutral unit, he could not escape.

It didn't matter whether Mavis cooperated or not, her contribution didn't earn her the gold coin.

However, Fujiwara Masato still gave the gold coin to Mavis.

why?
Fujiwara Masato wanted to try using the organizational favors represented by the gold coins as bait to hook Mavis, wanting to know what she would do with this opportunity.

Is it used for its own benefit, or is it used for MI6?

Private desires and public spirit, Fujiwara Masato wants to see which of these two things is more important in Mavis's heart?
In fact, the most correct result is that Mavis does not use the gold coins and pretends that nothing happened tonight. This is the best thing for her.

As long as the gold coins were used, no matter for what purpose, Mavis would be linked to the poker organization.

Some things are like taking drugs. If you never touch it, it won't have any effect on you. But if you waver once and take it, you're doomed. You'll never be able to completely get rid of it in the rest of your life.

The success of drug prohibition is just a white lie. Once a person starts taking drugs, it is impossible for him to get rid of them. Not taking drugs is just forcible suppression. The addiction has not disappeared, and you will relapse one day.

This is what will happen once Mavis uses the gold coins. From now on, Fujiwara Masato will be able to control her.

"Miss, you don't want MI6 headquarters to know about your past, do you?" (Laughs)
"Drip..."

The ringing of his cell phone interrupted Fujiwara Masato's thoughts. He picked it up and saw that it was a message.

+ Plum Blossom 4 (Minako Nakazaki): Sunshine Boy discovered that Komizuchi Shun was in contact with an unknown person. Boss, what are your instructions?
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Fujiwara Masato did not click on the picture. He just opened the system, found Komizuuchi Toshi's personal interface, and looked at the latter's loyalty.

"35... and still decreasing. Well, another bait has caught a bite. I hope it's a big one, otherwise this sacrifice will be a waste."

+Catch them back, don't let any of them go. +
……

When did I have the idea of ​​betrayal?

In a corner of an unknown izakaya, Omizune Shun poured beer into his mouth. When he was a little tipsy, his brain couldn't help but wander, thinking about his recent experiences.

When I was still in Manila, I felt that I was very capable when I could call the shots and everyone responded to my calls.

He still fell from grace and lost his status as a member of the Poker Organization. Even his code name and position were taken away by his former subordinates.

What happened when he returned to Japan in disgrace, intending to gather the subordinates he recruited in Manila, and made phone calls, but no one was willing to come to Japan to continue following him?
Xiao Mizunei Shun couldn't figure out this matter. He only knew that he couldn't turn back now, and it was impossible to turn back.

Power is something that really makes people obsessed. Getting it and then losing it is undoubtedly one of the most severe punishments. Omizuuchi Shun was in so much pain that he wished he was dead.

Especially when he returned to Japan and was down and out, and realized that his previous glory was only because he was a code-name cadre of the poker organization and not because of his own ability, Omizuuchi Shun was even more painful.

Lies don't hurt, the truth is the sharpest knife.

However, realizing the true nature of the matter does not mean that Omizu Nei Shun can accept the fact... accept that he is a waste, a man with no ability other than being an organizational cadre.

Omizuuchi Shun couldn't accept it, so after returning to Japan, he became addicted to alcohol, getting drunk all day long to escape reality.

Until one day, someone contacted Omizuuchi Shun in a pub and made a promise to him. He then rekindled his ambition and was ready to take action to prove that he was not a waste.

The door curtain of the izakaya was lifted, and a girl with a handbag, fashionable clothes and beautiful appearance walked in.

After taking a look around, she walked straight to the table where Omizuchi Shun was sitting and sat down in front of him, like an ordinary couple.

"Hello, Komizuchi Shun...-kun."

The girl grinned exaggeratedly, with all the muscles on her face moving. Omizu Nei Shun just glanced at her and picked up another can of beer and started drinking it.

Omizu Neijun didn't like this woman. Although she was well dressed, the makeup on her upturned eyes made him feel strongly out of place and weird.

Her face shouldn't be this weird.

"Are all the things we want ready?"

The woman asked Komizuchi Shun rudely, asking for something. "Did you bring the new passport, plane ticket, and bearer bonds I want?"

"it's here."

The woman put the handbag in her hand on the table, and Omizune Shun snatched it away without hesitation and opened it.

"Where's the stuff we want?"

After confirming that everything was correct, Xiao Shui Neijun impatiently took out a USB flash drive and slammed it on the dining table. With a bang, a can of beer on the edge of the table slipped to the ground.

"Here, this records the Japanese poker cadres I know, their identities, appearances, names, and most importantly..."

Omizu Neijun swallowed hard, as if he had made up his mind, or as if he was encouraging himself.

"The contact information of the yellow maniac you mentioned and the address of the boss."

“very good!”

The woman grinned and was about to reach out for the USB drive, but just as her hand touched it, the next moment, a beautiful foot kicked her on the temple.

All of a sudden, the woman fell in the opposite direction of the kick and landed on the ground, unconscious.

Omizune Toshi jumped up from his chair like a frightened mouse and was about to run out of the pub with his bag, but he was forced to stop after taking only two steps.

Because two big men in black came in from outside the door of the pub, holding pistols in their hands and pointing them at the escapee.

Omizu Nei Shun also had weapons issued by the organization, but he had lost all his courage, and said nothing, raising his hands dejectedly.

"Leave my family alone."

"You should have expected this when you betrayed the organization."

Jun Tsukino, who was wearing a men's chef's uniform and an apron, shook his head, walked up and pulled out Omizuuchi Shun's gun from behind, then turned around and kicked the woman who had opened her eyes in a daze and wanted to get up, allowing her to sleep more soundly.

"Let's go, take him away."

When Komizuuchi Toshi was dismissed from his position and returned to Japan, Fujiwara Masato found that the former's loyalty not only did not increase, but instead dropped by a few points. He knew that this guy did not wake up in time.

This is also human nature. If you give power to a fool, he may not be grateful to you, but when you take away his rights, he will definitely hate you.

It's a pity that Fujiwara Masato thought that Omizuuchi Toshi was a smart man, but he didn't expect that he had been blinded by the bright lights and flattery of others, and forgot the main reason why he could be where he is today.

When Omizuuchi Shun and the banana woman were escorted into the presidential suite by Tsukino Jun, Fujiwara Masato was still feeling sad and a little sad that one of his old subordinates was about to die tonight.

"Boss, bring them both here."

Jun Tsukino threw the banana woman in his hand to the ground and reported to Fujiwara Masato in a serious tone.

Fujiwara Masato first glanced at the woman, then nodded slightly.

"Drag the woman out. She is an American convert, not an Israeli. Maybe her brain has some value. Interrogate her. Use whatever means are necessary."

The banana girl, with her mouth blocked, opened her eyes wide and whimpered loudly, wanting to shout something, but unfortunately Fujiwara Masato was not interested in listening, and the armed bodyguard who dragged her out was even more heartless.

In a short while, she disappeared out the door.

Komizu Nei Shun, who also had his hands and feet tied and his mouth gagged, looked at the woman's desperate eyes as she was dragged away. He also had a premonition of his own fate. Cold sweat oozed out of his back and forehead, soaking his clothes.

Omizuuchi Shun cast a pitiful look of pleading for mercy towards the BOSS, hoping to touch the latter's heart with his pitiful expression.

"Komizune Jun, has the organization let you down?"

Fujiwara Masato didn't look at Omizuuchi Toshi. He just walked back and forth in the room, talking to himself.

“You became the sub-in-charge of Manila because I applied to the headquarters, and I did that because I felt you were loyal.

However, in the following period, you did not show the due loyalty, and you wantonly expanded your power and recruited subordinates without registering and reporting to the organization.

Xiao Mizunei Shun, don't you think that distributing a lot of money to the members of the organization is enough to bribe them so that they will not report your actions to the organization? "

Kotaro Taniguchi was standing in the room with a blank expression on his face, but there was a hint of disdain in his eyes as he looked at Omizuuchi Toshi.

Stupid little bastard.

"Since you are not involved in drug-related activities and have paid all the taxes you should, I have temporarily tolerated your behavior and given you a chance to reflect on yourself. Unfortunately, you did not seize the opportunity.

If you return to Japan, you still have a chance to become an executive again, but unfortunately... people are greedy and never give up."

Masato Fujiwara shook his head and waved his hand. Jun Tsukino walked forward quickly. At the same time, Minako Nakazaki also came over with a laptop, took the USB drive and inserted it into the computer.

Soon, the contents of the USB flash drive were displayed on the computer screen. As Minako Nakazaki controlled the click of the mouse, the evidence that Komizuchi Shun had betrayed the poker organization became conclusive.

"You are so stupid. You actually sold out the organization for 5 million euros. Even if you are no longer a cadre of the organization, you still have at least 10 million dollars in your bank account. Have I treated you unfairly?"

Fujiwara Masato looked back at Omizuuchi Toshi in confusion, then turned around and stopped watching the latter's clumsy performance.

"Don't you really think, Xiao Mizunechi Shun, that you can achieve something with just 5 million euros after leaving the organization? Are you really sure that these 5 million euros of bonds can really be exchanged?
You are really stupid... Since he likes to drink, just let him get drunk and die. Plum Blossom 4, you and Komizu Nei Shun used to be friends, so you can give him a ride and return the body to his family.

Let’s leave it at that.”

"Hi Yi!"

Minako Nakazaki and Kotaro Taniguchi bowed solemnly to the BOSS, and then the two of them took Komizuuchi Shun out with their men.

As a subordinate, Jun Tsukino did not dare to leave with the two executives. Only after they left did she bow to the boss and then back away to leave.

At this moment, Fujiwara Masato suddenly waved at her and said.

"Jun Tsukino, you did a great job."

“It is my honor to serve the organization.”

"Keep up the good work. I've remembered your name. As a reward, you can get a team of armed soldiers as your subordinates."

"Thank you very much, my Lord."

Jun Tsukino bowed her head with a smile on her face. She felt that she was one step closer to becoming a cadre of the poker organization.

(End of this chapter)