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Chapter 223 The Eternal Life of Throwing Tiles!

“They all tried, but I was the only one who succeeded.”

"Let me show you—"

"The eternal waving."

Qin Wuque had just finished speaking when, before Suzuki Jirokichi could react, he made a lightning-fast move and easily pulled out a sharp silver table knife from the wall on the right side of the dining table. He flashed a cold and eerie blade between his fingers and then thrust it into his heart.

Then he picked up the coffee cup and drank the fragrant brown liquid in it. He raised his glass slightly to the dumbfounded Suzuki Jirokichi opposite him as if nothing had happened. There was no pain on his face, as if the person with the knife stuck in the chest was not him.

"This……"

Suzuki Jirokichi was simply stunned.

After a few seconds, probably feeling that it was about time, Qin Wuque gently grasped the handle of the dinner knife and pulled the knife out with a little force.

At this time, the shiny silver surface of the knife was covered with a layer of light bright red rather than dark red, and it was warm and even hot, obviously all from the blood in the arteries.

What's even more bizarre is that if a normal person's heart was pierced by a sharp blade from outside the body, a large amount of blood would of course gush out of the heart when the blade was pulled out. However, not even a drop of blood flowed out of Qin Wuque's heart. The only proof that the dinner knife had pierced his heart was the tiny bit of bright red arterial blood on the blade, as if the wound had disappeared out of thin air.

"What do you mean? Do you want to confirm it? It's genuine arterial blood~" Qin Wuque smiled and handed the bloody knife to Suzuki Jirokichi.

"No... no need."

Suzuki Jirokichi swallowed hard.

He is not young anymore, and has already passed the age of 70. When he was young, he was busy with the family business, so he never had time to develop his own interests and hobbies.

Fortunately, he was still strong despite his age, so he handed over the management affairs of the Suzuki Group to his younger brother, Suzuki Shiro, who was 20 years younger than him and still in his prime. He himself took up a sinecure position as a special consultant in the group, and played around here and there when he had nothing to do, and occasionally participated in sports competitions to win awards, so he had seen quite a few strange things over the years.

But this is the first time in Suzuki Jirokichi's life that he has seen an operation like this, where he could definitely sweep away all other contestants from ancient times to the present by sending it to the "Famous or Embarrassing" stage without any special effects.

How is it possible that a human being can survive being stabbed through the heart and even have the wound heal instantly?

"Of course, my case is a special case. The same technology may not be applicable to someone else. It is an unchanging truth that people will die if they are killed." Qin Wuque shrugged.

This time he didn't gasp for breath, but continued.

"But immortality is still possible. We have already launched a service that freezes your youth and a service that turns back the clock to youth."

"Technically, the latter is more advanced, but there is a problem that has not been solved yet, that is, we still cannot control the specific age after rejuvenation. Basically, without exception, they return to the age of 7 or 8."

"In other words, if you, Mr. Suzuki, want to regain your youthful vigor through rejuvenation, you will have to wait at least another ten or eight years."

The old boss of Los Santos raised his eyebrows.

"You can tell with your knees that if this deal can be concluded, it will be a huge profit for the Suzuki family. If Qin Shihuang could get this thing a thousand years ago, China's territory would probably have covered the entire world and started to move towards the stars."

"..."

Suzuki Jirokichi remained silent. It was not that he did not understand what Qin Wuque meant, he understood it too well.

Just as the Lich King said, "No royal power is eternal." Dynasties have risen and fallen countless times throughout history, and no matter how great the founder is, he cannot resist the erosion of time.

It takes a great founder to build a prosperous dynasty, but it only takes a paratrooper-like ruling successor to destroy it.

Therefore, most rulers in all dynasties would arrange a large harem and have a large number of children, in order to ensure that they would have sufficiently outstanding offspring to inherit themselves through this method, which is almost like raising poisonous insects.

If this is the case with dynasties, let alone a business empire like the Suzuki Group that still needs to rely on state power.

Suzuki Jirokichi himself has no demand for immortality, but if possible, he hopes to be able to steer the Suzuki Group, a 10,000-ton ship, together with his younger brother Shiro Suzuki forever. As the founder of the Suzuki Group, he is undoubtedly the most suitable person to steer this ship.

It can be said that as long as Suzuki Jirokichi is alive, the Suzuki Group will remain an evergreen tree, and his niece Sonoko can continue to live her carefree life as a young lady.

This is indeed a business that makes a lot of money.

Suzuki Jirokichi murmured for a moment: "Then what are your conditions?"

"Territory and funds." Qin Wuque said decisively, as if a student had anticipated the content of the question before the teacher asked it and had calculated the answer in his mind in advance.

In fact, he knew from the beginning that this must be an extremely important condition that Suzuki Jirokichi could not refuse, so when the local fort contacted him and said that APTX4869 was ready for mass production, he refused without thinking.

Eternal life, with a cost of one dollar, he can easily sell it for a sky-high price of tens of billions of dollars.

But, things are always valuable because they are rare.

When something has a price tag, it is no longer expensive to some people.

In comparison, those that are not for sale are the most expensive.

No matter how rich you are, you can still——

Lord! No! Sell!

Oh no, all of them are useless.

"The land and funds can also be provided by the Karasuma Group." Suzuki Jirokichi looked thoughtful.

"Yeah, I thought so too." Qin Wuque suddenly covered his face, "But now the top executives of the Karasuma Group have all gone crazy, thinking all day long about resurrecting Karasuma Renye and making him immortal. If the chairman of the company never retires, how can a new employee like me get any room for promotion!"

Then he glared at me and gnashed his teeth as he said, "So I'm going to kill them all and burn them to ashes!"

"But all of this requires a lot of preparation." Qin Wuque calmed down instantly and analyzed rationally, "I need to build a huge combat command center underground in Tokyo, and an airport large enough to park my fighter jets, tanks and other armed forces. If necessary, I can also get an aircraft carrier here."

"Aircraft carrier...how to get it?" Suzuki Jirokichi was a little confused.

"Borrow it!" Qin Wuque answered loudly and forcefully.

"Do you want to start a war?" Suzuki Jirokichi said in disbelief.

"If you want peace, you must first fight."

Qin Wuque shrugged.

"Yes, I did."

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The Scarlet Bullet will be released the day after tomorrow. It goes on so fast. I remember the last time I heard that the new movie would be released on April 4 was more than half a month ago. In the blink of an eye, it’s already the day of release.

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Chapter 224: Captain Qin doesn't take Sister Bei to play w

"Of course, fighting is only a means to an end."

Qin Wuque used a tissue to wipe the blood that was gradually drying on the knife, put the used paper ball into his pocket, rubbed the knife twice on the cake plate which still had some tiramisu left on it, and then simply threw it aside.

He clasped his fingers together and looked at Suzuki Jirokichi: "I have a relatively serious question. What do you think of the current public security situation in Tokyo... or in Japan?"

"Public security?" Suzuki Jirokichi frowned in confusion.

"Wait a moment, I'll just flip through some news and you'll know when you read it." Qin Wuque took out his cell phone and tapped it rapidly.

After a while, he looked up and handed the phone to the other person.

Suzuki Jirokichi took a closer look and saw that the screen of his mobile phone was fixed on the hot news column. Scanning from top to bottom, at least three or four out of ten pieces of news were about popular Japanese artists, two or three were about politics, and two or three were about bragging about Kogoro Mori, and the remaining one was basically about someone bombing somewhere.

Yes, you heard it right. Two or three of the ten articles are reports about cases that Kogoro Mori has recently solved.

If you click on the news, you will find that most of the articles are describing the wisdom and bravery of this sleeping detective in the process of solving the case. In contrast, the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department only has a simple sentence "finally caught the criminal and brought him to justice."

"It used to be a high school detective, but now the high school detective has gone on intermission and has been replaced by a sleeping famous detective." Qin Wuque yawned with his hands covering his mouth.

"The Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's ability to handle cases is too hopeless. They really rely entirely on foreign aid. If this happened in China, there would be no room for private detectives to intervene in the public security organs. Stop it. If I were an ordinary citizen of Japan, I would have cried and asked to emigrate long ago, okay?"

"Instead of expecting the Metropolitan Police Department, which only does nothing but eat and work, to suddenly become strong, it is better for me to do what I can. At least it is not a problem for me to take over the entire Japanese underground world. In this way, all the circulation of contraband can be under my eyes and ears. At least, things like eight eggs will not be so rampant in Japan like three pounds of cabbage for one dollar on the roadside."

"As for reducing crime rates, I won't say anything empty. If you want, you can kill someone with a fruit knife. This has to do with social environment and education. I'm not a philosopher or an educator. I can't do this."

Qin Wuque took back his phone and looked at Suzuki Jirokichi seriously.

"So, I want to know what you think, Mr. Suzuki. Would you rather have your niece live in a Japan where someone might plant a bomb in her car to retaliate against her, or would you rather have the civilians live in a Japan where the worst they can do is get a machete or something like that, and even if the enemy shows up, they will be easily beaten down by the well-trained bodyguards with their bare hands in a matter of seconds, with a safety factor that's off the charts?"

This comparison is unbeatable.

Although it seemed like a question that even a fool could choose the right answer with his eyes closed, Suzuki Jirokichi still hesitated.

No matter how tempting the future prospects Qin Wuque described were, he still had not forgotten what kind of family the other party came from, and his record as a thug that could not be cleared up even if he was dragged out and shot for three days and three nights.

Suzuki Jirokichi took a deep breath and said, "To be honest, I have never dealt with illegal elements in my life."

"Tsk, the pattern is small."

Seeing a certain Suzuki consultant's expression as if he was teaching me how to do things, Qin Wuque smacked his lips and tapped the table with his knuckles.

"I admit that I have been running illegal businesses, but I am also an honest businessman. Whether it is legal or not is regulated by the law, but whether the business can be successful depends on the integrity of the business. Consultant Suzuki, your business is much bigger than mine, so you should be very clear about this."

"You are right..." Suzuki Jirokichi was silent.

"Let me put it this way." Qin Wuque snapped his fingers crisply, "If you can become my teammate, then you will feel unprecedented happiness, but if you become my enemy, especially the kind of enemy that can hinder me and make me very uncomfortable, then you are basically finished."

"So, come on, please make your choice." Qin Wuque made a gesture of invitation.

"I..." Suzuki Jirokichi hesitated.

If it were him in the past, he would probably have refused directly and righteously, but now two heavy bombshells have dropped in front of him one after another. If he agrees to Qin Wuque's conditions, as long as he succeeds, he can not only ensure the eternal prosperity of the Suzuki Group, but also allow future generations to grow up in a relatively safer environment.

On the one hand, when you are old, you look back at the foundation you built with so much effort when you were young, and feel terrified that it will collapse one day.

On the one hand, there is distrust of the current Japanese Metropolitan Police Department and the hope that their future generations can have a safer life.

When these two kinds of human nature were combined, Suzuki Jirokichi had no reason to reject Qin Wuque's conditions.

As the saying goes, no one is perfect. No matter who he is, he will have selfish desires. Just like when the media interviews those successful industrialists, not one of them will pat his chest and swear that when I was young, I started a business not for money, but simply to boost the country's GDP.

Even if this were really said, who would believe it?

"Okay, I agree." Suzuki Jirokichi slowly opened his eyes, as if he had made a great decision. "Then let's start from the first step. You want to build a huge combat command facility center underground in Tokyo. No problem. It just so happens that I already have a project plan in preparation."

Suzuki Jirokichi said in a deep voice: "I will name this plan - Suzuki Tower!"

"Oh?"

Qin Wuque was slightly surprised.

"Then~deal?"

"Sure, deal!"

"Oh, there's one more thing." Suzuki Jirokichi suddenly said, "I have one more condition. My niece often likes to invite the daughter of the Mori family to go out and play. And I think Sonoko seems to like you very much, so if she invites you to go, please try not to refuse."

"Hmm~"

Qin Wuque knew what the old man was planning after a quick calculation, so he casually made an OK gesture.

"no problem."

Thus, this business deal, which concerned the future of all of Japan, was negotiated.

Now that the deal was done, Qin Wuque naturally had no reason to stay and eat and drink for free. He made up an excuse and left the coffee shop run by the Suzuki Group.

However, as soon as he left the coffee shop, he received a call from Captain Qin.

"Hi, Captain Qin..."

"Where are you now?"

Before Qin Wuque could even finish his words, the silver-haired beauty's cold voice pierced through the phone line like an icy sword.

"I'm at..." Qin Wuque glanced at the name of the coffee shop and reported directly, "I have good news here, no bad news, Captain Qin, what do you want to hear?"

"explain."

Still as capable and concise as ever.

"To put it simply..." Qin Wuque organized his words and told Gin a slightly simplified version of the agreement reached between him and Suzuki Jirokichi.

"sure."

After hearing the good news from the dog-head, the silver-haired beauty's tone, which had always been emotionless, showed a rare slight upward trend.

"That's right, I have good news too."

"What good news?"

Qin Wuque was stunned and thought what a coincidence.

"It's about the plan I told you about before to take back Rena Mizunashi." The silver-haired beauty said calmly, "I've thought of a way. You come to the base later. It'll be just you, me, Vodka, Cohen, and Chianti."

"No Sister Bei?" Qin Wuque asked subconsciously.