I'm in the Dragon Clan, bound to the Naruto Counterattack System

The next morning, Cheng Sui was woken up by the alarm clock. He yawned as he came out of his room and went into the bathroom to wash up.

Today is the day I agreed to meet with Genjiro. Starting today, I will be working with him to investigate the drug incident involving the Oni Clan.

"Senior?" Cheng Sui was somewhat surprised to see Fingel sitting upright in the living room. "Given your personality, shouldn't you be sleeping until noon?"

"Shh!" Fingel said seriously, putting his finger to his lips to signal Cheng Sui to be quiet.

Cheng Sui rinsed the foam from his mouth with water, and while ordering breakfast, he said with some surprise, "What's all the mystery about?"

Peeking over, I saw a curve fluctuating wildly on Fingel's computer screen, with messages constantly popping up next to it.

Upon closer inspection, Cheng Sui discovered that the page was actually the backend of the Night Watchers forum, and the curve represented the constantly changing betting odds.

"The betting odds for the fifth duel between Caesar and Chu Zihang..." Cheng Sui read out the content on Fingel's screen. "So, senior, you also run betting odds."

The constantly popping-up messages were videos of Caesar and Chu Zihang that the news department had recently collected.

The news department is having a heated discussion about who will win the duel between Chu Zihang and Caesar.

Fingel stared intently at the screen, his fingers flying across the keyboard, his expression more serious than ever before: "Junior, who do you think will win this time?"

Cheng Sui ordered a tamagoyaki and grilled fish, and casually remarked, "Chu Zihang, I think. I feel like his determination to become stronger is stronger than Caesar's."

"Junior, I believe in you." As he spoke, Fingel placed all his bets on Chu Zihang.

Cheng Sui shrugged: "Don't ask me for money for dinner if you lose."

……

At eight o'clock in the morning, Cheng Sui and the smiling Fingel walked out of the hotel.

Just now, Fingel believed Cheng Sui's words and bet everything on Chu Zihang. In the end, just as Cheng Sui predicted, Fingel made a fortune, enough for at least next month's living expenses.

Genji leaned against the black Hummer SUV, with Yasha and others standing beside him.

Parking is not allowed in front of the hotel, but the security guard, seeing Yaksha's fierce face and the muscles under his suit that looked like they were about to burst through the fabric, wisely refrained from disturbing the group.

"Sorry to keep you waiting." Cheng Sui walked up to Yuan Zhisheng. "Why didn't you drive your sports car today?"

Genji threw his cigarette butt into the trash can: "The place we're going to today is more suitable for an off-road vehicle."

Sakura walked up to Genjiro, carrying a neatly folded black trench coat with a black card on top.

Cheng Sui picked up the black card and looked at it, finding that it had no patterns or annotations, just an ordinary magnetic card.

"This is?"

"Your identity card from the main family, your information has already been filed with Princess Kaguya," Genji explained. "In a sense, you are now a member of the Snake-Headed Eight Families, also known as the Wakashu."

"Princess Kaguya?" Cheng Sui heard an unfamiliar name.

"This headquarters is similar to Norma; it's a supercomputer independently developed by our family," Genji said.

Cheng Sui's expression remained unchanged, but he thought to himself that the Japanese branch was indeed very ambitious, having even developed its own independent supercomputer.

"It feels like I've just started working for some company," Cheng Sui said, picking up the card and stuffing it into his pocket. Pointing to the trench coat, he asked, "And what's this?"

Genji nodded in acknowledgment, and Sakura unfolded the trench coat.

Its appearance is not much different from the black trench coat worn by Genjiro; the style is simple and elegant, giving people a sense of solemnity and dignity. The difference is the lining of the trench coat.

Genjiro's trench coat lining was adorned with an incredibly grand ukiyo-e print: the skeleton of a giant lay on the earth, a clear spring flowing over the skeleton's left eye, from which emerged a naked goddess, draped in her long golden hair, holding the sun in her hands. The entire piece exuded a radiant, sunrise-like splendor.

Cheng Sui's trench coat lining, on the other hand, appeared much more alluring.

A bewitching girl with crimson eyes unleashes a ferocious look, causing a gust of wind to sweep through the air. A solemn-faced samurai stands against the wind, blade in hand. Maple leaves fall with the wind, and a skilled tailor uses layered pleats to accentuate the fierce and malevolent wind.

"It looks good," Cheng Sui commented.

"Put it on. This trench coat shows you're part of the same family, and it'll save you a lot of trouble when you're on a mission," Yuan Zhisheng kindly reminded him.

Sakura stepped forward, making a gesture to help Cheng Sui put on his trench coat.

"Thank you, I can do it myself." Cheng Sui took the trench coat. Although being served by a beautiful woman was a pleasant thing, it always felt strange to be served in front of someone else's boss.

Yuan Zhisheng's eyes lit up when he saw Cheng Sui wearing a trench coat. He hadn't expected this guy to be so stylish.

"What about mine? What about mine?" Seeing Cheng Sui wearing a trench coat, Fingel quickly asked, already looking forward to seeing himself looking dashing in a trench coat.

In recent years, The Matrix has become very popular, and boys like Neo, a stoic man in a black trench coat. Many Caesar fans feel that Chu Zihang benefited from The Matrix, and that Caesar is the eternal aesthetic of mankind.

The crow and the yaksha were squatting to one side counting ants. When they heard Fingel's words, the yaksha scratched its butt.

"Yours? The tailor didn't have time to make one for you, so I just brought one of my trench coats since you're about the same size as me. You can make do with it for now."

Fingel looked like he was about to cry: "This is discrimination."

Just as Fingel was wailing, Sakura's phone rang.

He bowed slightly to everyone, and Sakura stepped aside to answer the phone.

"You know how to use a knife?" Genji looked at the Kirikage Maru at Cheng Sui's waist, recalling the sharp slash that cut the motorcycle in half on the video. "We can spar sometime."

"I don't know how. To me, a knife is no different from a stick," Cheng Sui said honestly.

Yuan Zhisheng thought Cheng Sui was being modest and didn't respond.

It's hard to believe that someone who can slice a heavy motorcycle in two with a reverse kasaya slash can say they don't know how to use a knife.

Yuan Zhisheng never imagined that Cheng Sui truly didn't know how to use a knife; the blow that cut the motorcycle in half was entirely due to brute force.

"Young Master, the Execution Bureau has discovered a new shipping location for the medicine, in Mitaka City," Sakura reported, standing beside Genjiro after finishing her call.

"Boss, what do you say? Shall we drive to Mitaka City now?" Yaksha and Crow stood up, looking like they could slaughter everyone if their boss said the word.

"Don't rush," Genji stopped Yasha and Crow. "Their intelligence flows much faster than we thought. They've managed to slip away before us several times."

"Then what about us...?" the crow asked.

Genjiro glanced at everyone and quickly devised a plan: "Crow, Sakura, and Cheng Sui will form a group. Sakura and Cheng Sui will play the role of students and go to the bar managed by this organization to gather information. The rest of you and I will be responsible for blocking their escape route."

"Why am I playing the student?" Cheng asked.

Yuan Zhisheng remained silent, while Cheng Sui glanced at the rest of the group.

The burly Yaksha with a face full of scars, the imposing Genji, the muscular Fingel, and the gloomy-faced Crow.

Okay, I guess I'm the only one here who seems like a normal person.