I am the devil, I only know how to trade.

Eugene Spencer trembled as he watched Shinomiya Un'taka die on the rooftop.

Shi Gong Yunying is dead, so what should he do?

He could shift the blame to Leonard, but the problem is this is the official explanation!

If he can't produce anything, how will his family treat him? Killing him would be the least of his worries!

He dared not make a deal with the devil for medicine; he knew all too well how many traps lay in the devil's deals.

He absolutely must not make a deal with the devil for this drug unless it is a last resort.

A way out, a way out...

Yes, many of my loyal followers have come with me now. All I can do now is finish dealing with the official matters and then escape, the farther the better.

But... can the assassins I've brought really stand against the family's elite? Can I really stand against the Spencer family?

dong dong dong...

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Hello, deliveryman."

Hearing the sounds coming from the doorway, Eugene Pensey straightened his clothes.

Let's deal with the immediate issues first before tackling other problems.

You must not lose your composure at this time; if you do, it's no different from courting death.

He gestured for his men to open the door.

Click.

The moment the door opened, he and his men raised their hands simultaneously.

"Your package... um?" The delivery guy looked at Eugene and the others with a bewildered expression.

Seeing the Amazon package in his hand, Eugene almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

He's been planning this for so long, isn't this just a waste of his feelings?

If the police weren't always at his door, he would have shot the delivery guy dead!

As for whether the deliveryman did anything wrong? What does that have to do with him?

Therefore, it's true that Luo Feng is right when he says he learned everything from humans.

The devil is terrifying because he embodies all of humanity's evil intentions.

If humans had no evil intentions, there would be no Luo Feng.

"Put it by the door," Eugene said irritably.

He remembered that this was an interesting box of medicine he had ordered online before. He couldn't order his men to buy it, nor could he go to a pharmacy himself, so online shopping was a good option.

Don't assume that wealthy people always go to shopping malls or have their subordinates buy things for them; they also shop online.

Well... don't assume that foreigners don't need to eat this.

"Um, you need to sign for it..." the deliveryman said timidly.

“Bring it here,” Eugene said.

The deliveryman quickly brought it over, and Eugene signed for it.

After signing for the package, the deliveryman quickly left.

He felt that these people had unfriendly expressions and didn't seem like good people.

In fact, the Japanese police were not afraid of Eugene escaping at all. He could run away, but he couldn't hide. Eugene Pensey was a member of the Spencer family and a diplomat himself. This was a British problem, not just his problem.

If he runs away, we can issue a protest internationally. At that time, our country will definitely lend a hand for its own interests. After all, they always cause trouble when no one is provoking them. It's impossible for them to miss this rare opportunity to meddle.

Eugene Pensey set the box aside and waited quietly.

dong dong dong.

The knocking sounded again.

"Hello, service."

Eugene Pensey breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing the voice and the content of the speech.

He had given instructions that there should be no service today and that no one should disturb him.

A hotel of this caliber would never ignore such a request.

Click.

When the door opened, he and his men raised their hands again.

Suddenly, a large group of police officers rushed in and subdued all of his men.

Several dark gun barrels were pointed directly at him.

The police began searching people and ransacking drawers, seemingly looking for evidence.

This case is so big that it's been broadcast live the whole time.

The police found no guns or bombs and released some reporters.

Click, click...

A flurry of flashes went off as a group of reporters frantically took photos at the entrance.

Just then, a reporter tried to swagger in following the police. The other reporters didn't notice her, but the sharp-eyed veteran policeman spotted her after a few more glances.

"Wait, we can't interview here right now." The old policeman stopped Kato Megumi.

Kato Megumi's expression showed a slight surprise.

This was the first time she had been discovered and stopped after conducting interviews for so long.

"Mr. Eugene, may I interview you?" Left with no other option, she could only call out.

“Okay.” Eugene Pensey nodded with a stern face. “I know a little about this, but I didn’t do it. I’ll have my lawyer answer some of the questions.”

Upon hearing this, Kato Megumi went inside, with the old policeman following beside her.

"Found it!" A young policeman excitedly held up the package and promptly opened it: "This, pink medicine, is this the kind you find at the docks?"

Kato Megumi decisively turned the camera around.

Immediately, the online comments exploded.

"Holy crap? I've used this too, it's imported, and it works really well."

'What is this? I'm a newbie, I don't understand.'

'Damn, smuggling this stuff?'

'Smuggling via Amazon? I love it!'

'As expected of our country's police, they're really impressive.'

"Don't you know English? I can understand everything."

'This isn't a drug, it's a godsend for men!'

'So rich people do drugs too.'

'Tsk, didn't everyone say they were well-endowed and skilled? Turns out they're all bark and no bite.'

"This is..." As a reporter, Kato Megumi was certainly well-informed, and her face immediately turned red upon seeing this.

She finished her transaction with Luo Feng today and went to work as if nothing had happened. Then, as soon as she got back, she received this interview assignment.

She thought there would be some interesting revelations, but she didn't expect to see this instead. She knew what was being said online without even thinking.

"Drugs! This is drugs!" the policeman exclaimed excitedly.

"Cough cough..." A middle-aged policeman glared at him and put the medicine down.

This is still unopened...

"We'll have it tested later. If there's no definitive conclusion, I won't know what it is either." The old policeman clearly knew, but at this point he still had to pretend he didn't understand.

“I don’t know either,” Kato Megumi said.

“This isn’t mine…” Eugene Pencer felt like he was going to experience social death.

He really wants to kill the delivery guy now. If the package had been delivered a little later, none of this would have happened.

"This is yours, and it even has your signature on it!" The young policeman was getting anxious when he realized his credit was about to slip away: "Look, it's your name."

“I bought it for a friend of mine, and it’s legal to buy this, right?” Eugene tried to remain calm.

"Thank you, I'm that friend, just give it to me!"

'Tsk, still high-end stuff.'

'My boyfriend is that friend, please, give him to me!'

The internet is filled with complaints.

They were all very serious before, thinking they would be involved in a shocking smuggling case.

As a result, Britain, with its innate sense of humor, steered things in an unpredictable direction.

Chapter 297 The Fate of Shinomiya Un'yō

Yukino watched the news and said softly, "Is it because those people in your past life owed you too much that you're taking revenge now? You can't stand seeing good people have a good ending, and you can't stand seeing bad people have a good ending either..."

"No, you're overthinking it. I just thought it was fun." Luo Feng glanced at her.

He discovered that Yukino wasn't as fun as before after seeing her past life.

The bitter and resentful look was gone. Even if Luo Feng did something bad, she would look like she hated the injustice of heaven, not Luo Feng.

You hate me, huh? I love it when you hate me but can't do anything about it.

"Hmm." Yukino nodded silently, deciding to believe it for the time being.

Luo Feng looked at his abyss; the souls of Shi Gong Yun Ying and the more than two thousand criminals had already entered his abyss.

Indeed, Shigu Yunying did not sell his soul to him, but one thing is one thing. As long as he signs any contract with Luo Feng, and as long as he is on the evil side, he will definitely go to hell after death, without even thinking about it.