Tokyo, My Childhood Friend is a Ghost Story

Chapter 56 Inoue Family's Good Friend

In front of the tea table that Inoue Izumi carved by hand, Fujiang No. 3 sat facing him.

"You haven't changed at all."

Fu Jiang No. 3 subconsciously shrugged like Uta Kasyapa, a gesture that made Inoue Izumi on the other side pause for a moment before she smiled and said.

"It seems that Master Yu has a significant influence on you."

Upon hearing this, Fu Jiang No. 3 looked at Inoue Izumi with a sinister gaze. Seeing this, Inoue Izumi immediately began to explain.

"There is no surveillance; it's just that files are left on the people around you so that resources can be allocated more quickly when needed in the future."

After glancing briefly at Inoue Izumi, Fujiang No. 3 decided to believe him for the time being.

Inoue Izumi is an extremely intelligent and discreet person, which is why Fukue did not fundamentally distort his will.

A smart partner is much more useful than a subordinate who goes crazy from time to time.

"Your time is almost up too. Remember to let me know if you need anything."

Holding his teacup, Inoue Izumi spoke softly, glancing at the indifferent-looking Fujiang No. 3, and sighed with a wry smile.

"Forget it. I'm already old. There's no need to turn myself into a madman for a little bit of time."

Fujiang No. 3 remained noncommittal.

After all, there are far too many people who would wag their tails and beg for mercy like wild dogs in the face of death, even knowing that their cells have been injected into them.

At most, I can hold on for another month and rediscover the physical strength of youth.

Then he will turn into a twisted, insane madman who can't even tell who he is.

Even today, there are still many elderly members of the Inoue family who are nearing the end of their lives and yearn to experience youth once more before they die.

Of course, they all eventually die from pre-arranged suicides.

In one fell swoop, he and all the Fujiang cells in his body were killed by the high temperature of 3000°.

"As a gift for our years of knowing each other, I can let you die conscious."

Upon hearing this, Inoue Izumi's droopy eyelids widened slightly.

"You again."

Fujiang No. 3 made no comment, simply drinking his tea quietly.

That idiot is indeed special. Only he, after having his own cells implanted, not only had his connection with the cells severed, but the cells also retained their powerful regenerative abilities while he did not develop consciousness.

This must be the source of his ability to resist his own eerie charm, as if he were eliminating all negative influences.

"Then I'll leave it to you."

With the same calm expression, Fujang No. 3 seemed to have heard nothing, admiring the bonsai that Inoue Izumi had carefully tended.

"Send these two pots over there."

Inoue Izumi looked at the two potted plants that Fujiang No. 3 had pointed out, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"You have excellent taste."

A bonsai of the Moon-viewing Pine, standing straight to the sky, forming a forest in a single pot, plus a bonsai of the five-needle pine, over 300 years old—their high value is secondary; the key is that these are things that Inoue Izumi has meticulously cared for for over thirty years.

The time and effort he invested made him feel a pang of regret.

Despite Inoue Izumi's silent complaints, Fujiang No. 3 remained unmoved.

After a brief chat with Inoue Izumi and a night's rest at her private residence within the Inoue family compound, Fukie No. 3 set out to complete her mission the following day.

Inside the black luxury sedan, he expertly pulled out a bottle of red wine from the trunk and poured it for himself.

A custom-made deep blue backless gown accentuated her slender figure, while luxurious yet understated white strappy heels gently cradled her delicate feet, revealing visible veins.

Fu Jiang No. 3 looked thoughtfully at the neon lights outside the window. As the car stopped, he tilted his head back and drank the red wine in his glass in one gulp. He then casually tossed the glass full of red wine aside, picked up a veil, and put it on his face.

She stepped out gracefully after the attendant opened the car door.

On the way to the hotel's private room, every guest passing by looked at this alluring enchantress with curious eyes.

Behind Fujiang No. 3, a dejected Inoue Koichi and his sorrowful lover and illegitimate daughter followed closely behind, 'escorted' by two bodyguards. *Ding*

As the elevator arrived at its floor, Fujang No. 3 emerged gracefully, like an enchanting rose, and entered the main venue for the evening, greeted by attendants lining the aisle.

Using Inoue Koichi, a direct descendant of the family, and his lover and illegitimate daughter's tragic night as a price to get Shirataka to open his mouth is undoubtedly a very worthwhile deal.

After all, the amount of forgiveness fees, a project worth nearly 10 billion US dollars, and the less important mistress and illegitimate daughter are not even considerations for a large family.

"Are you the representative sent by the Inoue family this time?"

With his brown hair and blue eyes, Chris arrogantly sized up the slender figure of Fujiang No. 3, a hint of amusement in his eyes.

Fujiang No. 3 was intimately familiar with the meaning behind Chris's gaze.

They desperately want to strip him naked and devour him on the spot, yet they maintain a semblance of decency and dignity. The upper class is adept at being both civilized and beastly.

Over the years, only that idiot has ever been genuinely afraid to do things with me.
With a slight frown, Fujiang No. 3 dispelled the memories of Uta Kasyapa that had suddenly surfaced in her mind.

"Beautiful lady, is something troubling you? Tell me, and perhaps I can help you."

While Chris was speaking, he quietly closed the distance between himself and Fujiang No. 3 and tried to take her hand.

She subtly avoided him, though she was very impatient. However, a smile still crept into her eyes behind the veil of Fujiang No. 3, and she began to subconsciously control Chris.

"I was just thinking about some annoying guy, Mr. Chris. Would you mind having a drink with me?"

Chris was secretly annoyed by Fu Jiang No. 3's evasion and was about to vent his anger, but when he saw the expectation in Fu Jiang's eyes, for some reason, his anger suddenly disappeared.

"Of course~"

Ding.

After clinking glasses, looking at Chris whose eyes were no longer so sharp and clear, and whose body was somewhat sluggish, Fu Jiang No. 3 smiled slightly, had someone bring Inoue Koichi up, and then quietly came to his side and behind, his tone full of hints and seduction.

“Mr. Chris, in order to express the Inoue family’s sincerity, you may do anything to the Inoue family to vent your anger.”

"anything?"

"Yes, you will become a good friend of the Inoue family, right?"

"Um"

"I'm sure a man as outstanding as you wouldn't mind having the Inoue family as an excellent ally, would you?"

By repeatedly giving him suggestions, we cannot directly distort his will, but we must give him enough psychological suggestions so that when he thinks about matters related to the Inoue family in the future, he will instinctively tend to help the Inoue family.

This was incredibly troublesome for Fujang No. 3.

As 'Fujiang', she is better at directly twisting other people's will than influencing it little by little like a delicate surgery.

But this is something we can't help, since the other party is a high-ranking official in the White Eagle, and we can't just twist the facts.

Otherwise, what happened today would no longer be a legitimate business operation, but would become a counter-espionage operation between countries, and Fu Jiang would be exposed to the White Eagle's eyes.

To further erode Chris's sanity and fuel his malice, Fujiang No. 3 snapped his fingers.

Then, under Inoue Koichi's horrified gaze, he trembled and suppressed his emotions as he walked up to his lover and illegitimate daughter.

Amid their pleas, their exquisite dresses were torn apart, revealing their fiery bodies.

Then, Koichi Inoue sat down in front of Chris.

"Mr. Chris, please enjoy!"

As most men have fantasized about such things but have no opportunity or reason to do so, scandalous scenes that cannot be made public have emerged, not to mention that these are women from the Inoue family.

The thrill of trampling the powerful and wealthy underfoot completely overwhelmed Chris's rationality and vigilance.

"The entire floor has been cleaned up. Well then, Mr. Chris, a good friend of the Inoue family, have a good time."

After speaking, Fu Jiang No. 3, having confirmed that enough hints had been implanted, turned and left expressionlessly, completely ignoring the tragic plight of Inoue Koichi's family.

Inside the luxury car, Fu Jiang No. 3 ordered the driver to drive away from this glittering yet filthy place.

(End of this chapter)