Order French fries at Shuchiin

Secondly, you must pass a series of processes including rigorous written tests, shooting assessments, gun maintenance, mental health certificates, background checks, etc.

At this point, it's basically a death sentence, because Japanese gangs are legal organizations on the surface, and their members must register with the government, so don't even think about background checks. Even if you pass them, it's not something that can be solved by just bowing and shouting "Private Marseille".

As for why the government has records of the underworld, this involves freedom of association, so I won’t explain in detail.

In short, ordinary citizens may not know whether there are gang members around them, but the police are 100% aware of it. The reason they didn't arrest him is because he didn't commit any crime, that's all.

But these three heads... Xing Yuanhui didn't even have the time to turn the coin. He kept rubbing the metal carvings with his index finger and thumb, waiting to take them off as soon as "Commander Ikari" made any move.

The senior schoolmate next to him was brought by him, and ensuring her safety was his most basic goal on this trip.

Fujiwara Chika knew what Xing Yuanhui was doing with his hands. When she saw him getting serious, she immediately knew that he and she were thinking the same thing - Fujiwara Chika was the daughter of a politician, and hunting was a very common hobby for them. She had come into contact with many related people, so she could naturally associate it with this.

Seeing that they were all staring at the animal head decorations on the wall, Commander Ikari waved one hand outward, pointed his finger at the specimen and said, "Why? Are you all interested in these specimens?"

Xing Yuanhui smiled and came forward and answered, "A little bit, but I want to know more about how they came from."

Gangs also do smuggling, so it is not difficult to get guns. In modern society, with 3D printing technology and online shopping, it is not difficult to make a few simple guns yourself. The key is to keep them from being seen.

Once it sees the light, it will be the best evidence. The police who are eager for progress will rush to this area and take down everyone.

Although the Japanese police are indeed the deadbeats in modern countries, they are still a state violence agency. If you shoot into a residential area, all the police will be embarrassed. Unless there is a Yamato Superman in the civil organization, even if they use the great memory recovery technique to randomly find a lucky passerby, they still have to give an explanation to the public.

Seeing their wary eyes, the eldest brother laughed dumbly: "Don't be so nervous, I'm not nervous at all, everyone be more natural."

Big brother also has something to say. You quietly turned off all the network equipment at our Guangxia Group headquarters. I'm now watching the web pages spinning in circles and watching Ultraman playing on the monitor, but I'm not running around like a frightened bird, showing off my anxiety. Why are you so anxious?

It was only until just now when the two were surrounded by thugs and were about to start a fight to show everyone what the power outside the world was, that the surveillance camera "provokingly" played a picture to him. He immediately recognized the school uniform of Shuchiin, stopped it immediately, and invited the two to come to his office.

He really didn't want to do anything to them, and he didn't dare to do anything to them. Even if all the important files and data were not uploaded to the Internet, what would it matter? It just wouldn't involve other people, but for the Guangxia Group, the things in the computer were enough to cause them huge damage and make them all go to the police station.

Perhaps, there is someone outside watching this place now, and will rush in if anything happens to these two second-generations?

Since he is a student of Xiuzhiyuan and can hack into my system, what's the problem with the unclear source of evidence? I can always compromise in front of money or power.

When Xing Yuanhui heard what his elder brother said, he didn't hesitate to grab the chair in front of the table and give it to Fujiwara Chika - there was only one chair, and he couldn't move the sofa over.

At the same time, he said: "Then I will get straight to the point. I want you to provide evidence of the Ogino family's actions here."

Although they still don't quite understand why this school uniform is so useful, this lack of understanding will not prevent them from climbing up the pole.

The eldest brother laughed again, this time with relief: "My friend, you are not joking, are you? Do you know how many people are directly or indirectly involved in this? You still want evidence from the Ogino family alone? What do others think? What do you think they will do to someone who can't control his mouth?"

Xing Yuanhui replied: "Since your boss was so close to Ogino before, will others really trust the Ogino family? Why not discuss it with others? Anyway, you know that the boss on my side should not be underestimated."

Anyway, we have Hasaka, and as long as she investigates it thoroughly, everything will be fine.

"Why don't you answer my question first? Where are you from?" The eldest brother looked at the two gangsters and asked casually.

Xing Yuanhui wanted to speak, but Fujiwara Chika patted his hands and gave him a confident look - leave it to me from now on!

"Perhaps they are enemies, or perhaps they are just pruning workers who came early to remove the diseased fruits because they were afraid that the news about Shuchiin would spread?" Fujiwara Chika smiled, her mouth showing calmness and composure, "Are these important? Not that important, right? It's just the Ogino family anyway."

She pulled out the photos of Shiranui's investigation from her bag and pushed them on the table. "At least we didn't just have reporters and police surrounding this place, right?"

The eldest brother did not answer, but continued to support his head and glanced down - that was a photo of the original boss and Ogino walking backstage at the theater.

The new boss smacked his lips and said, "But this has been going on for almost a week. Why is there no relevant news on the Internet?"

"Who knows? But if we want to spread this matter to the whole city, I think it won't be difficult."

The underworld remained silent. Perhaps this was true. Even if the traditional media could not handle it, it would be hard to say what would happen if it was exposed online.

Even if someone in the public security system helps them delay time and eliminate evidence, it is just a suspended sentence. What is going to happen will definitely happen.

Fujiwara Chika stretched out her hand and placed it across her eldest brother's sofa table, tapping her fingers in an orderly manner, and said with a smile: "So let's make an exchange. You sell the Ogino family to us, and we will give you a way out."

Do they just want to deal with the Ogino family, or do they not want to make too many enemies at once?

The eldest brother was about to put his hands down, but then he thought of something, crossed his arms and looked at the two of them.

That kid definitely has something in his hand. Plus, they were just staring at the animal head on the wall and were very interested in its origin, so it’s better not to put your hand where they can’t see you.

"If you don't keep your promise, then wouldn't I be an idiot?" he said with narrowed eyes.

"You have a choice then. No one wants to take action now anyway, so why not do as I say?" Fujiwara Chika patiently advised, making full use of her experience as a politician's daughter.

Xing Yuanhui was amazed. Perhaps he could say something similar to persuade the king to surrender, but it was more likely that he thought it was too troublesome and would just waste time giving Hasaka enough time to leave.

She seized the opportunity and whispered, "Or... you can prepare an escape route first."

The new boss was a little confused for a moment. He didn't understand why he was thinking about defeat directly.

Fujiwara Chika seized the opportunity when her eldest brother hesitated and pressed on: "Well, why don't I show you a way out. Although it seems that it has no impact now that my eldest brother is gone, and you have a new eldest brother, this is very dangerous, right?

"I wonder if you have figured it out? Have the others been distancing themselves from you these days? Does this mean they are preparing to give up on the Guangxia Group? Although you are the eldest brother, do you feel like you have no control over the money and personnel transfers?

"Besides the group of henchmen under you, do you feel that you can't control anyone else? You want to support some people but find that the bigwigs won't allow it? They already think you are unreliable, so you have to prepare to clear the field.

"Those big shots also have their own enemies. Now the boss is in the hands of the police and may be tortured day by day. Tell me, if it were you, how would you deal with a dirty or even torn glove? You need a lot of love to repair the hole in it, don't you think?

"The Ogino family is already a burden to you and them. Leaving them behind won't allow you to eliminate this crisis, but it can slow down the occurrence of things and prepare for what will happen next. Who do you think will take over after the Ogino family?"

The gangster's eyes suddenly became sharp: "This is impossible. They have evidence against me, and I have evidence against them as well! It will not benefit anyone if both sides are destroyed..."

His voice got lower and lower as he spoke, obviously he had thought of something.

Seeing this, Fujiwara Chika put the final nail in the coffin: "You can try first, tell them that you plan to expose the Ogino family. I think they will be happy to do so, and they may even give you some advice, such as how to avoid getting involved in the incident."

Chapter 58 That's Not Important

After Fujiwara Chika finished speaking, the eldest brother did not respond immediately. He just crossed his arms and lowered his head, thinking about something, and occasionally looked up and looked at the two of them.

So are they using the name of revenge on the Ogino family as a cover to attack other people related to them, or...

The image of the former boss before the accident flashed through his mind.

While Yado was thinking, Fujiwara Chika tilted her head back and looked at Xing Yuanhui. Seeing the junior with two eyes and a mouth under the mask wearing a school uniform that did not match his head at all, she suddenly wanted to laugh.

Xing Yuanhui noticed that the corner of his senior's mouth was curved, but he didn't have the energy to dwell on this little problem right now - as a guarantee of safety on this trip, he had to keep an eye on the big brother of the Guangxia Group in front of him, and also had to listen carefully to all directions to prevent sneak attacks from behind, and he really didn't want to divide his attention to guessing the riddle.

So he just raised his hand slightly, changed the senior sister's frivolous look, gently pushed her head, and felt the fluffy and soft hair wrapped together at his fingertips.

Fujiwara Chika was treated like an elementary school student who was constantly corrected about her sitting posture, but she didn't get angry. Instead, she began to look around the furnishings in the office and review her own behavior to see if she had done anything wrong and how to remedy the situation if so.

However, they came so suddenly that it was impossible for Shiranui to provide all the information in a comprehensive manner. The politician's daughter could only observe the new boss's personality from the layout of this office.

Apart from some common reception sofas, coffee tables, desks, office chairs and filing cabinets that are common in an organization's mind, this office only has some very common decorations and there is nothing much to analyze.

However, this new boss seems to be nostalgic. The furnishings in the room have hardly changed. A layer of dust can be seen in some places that are not often used...

Moreover, in the locked cabinet, through the glass, Fujiwara Chika could see several sets of clothes neatly folded in a corner, including suits, casual wear, and on top was a pair of glasses that were completely mismatched in size with the new boss's face.

Before entering the room, she observed the doors along the corridor. The other doors were ordinary ones that could be found in ordinary furniture markets. There was no difference between them except that they could be opened and closed normally and locked with keys.

But this room is different. Not only is the wood of the door of higher quality, but even the handles are of special style. If someone comes to rob, they will definitely not miss this room.

And judging from the signs of use on the surface, this door has been used for a long time. There is a slight noise when opening the door, the door hinge is a little rusty, it does not look bright enough, and is covered in dust.

There is no doubt that this is the office used by the former boss, but after the new boss took office, he did not make any changes to the layout inside.

The only things that had changed were the three animal heads. Only their heads were free of dust. The other slogans hanging on the wall were more or less dusty, but these three were clean, and it was obvious that they had been specially taken care of.

Besides, the wall decorations next to the three animal heads are too close to them. If you don’t look at them directly, paintings and other objects will even be blocked.

Unless you like everything to be stuck together, anyone can tell something is wrong with these wall decorations, and judging by the arrangement of other places, it is clear that the owner does not have this quirk.

In the end, none of the hooligans in the hall dared to question what Big Brother said...

Nostalgic, fierce, able to win the support of others, the image of a former loyal and experienced second-in-command comes to life in Fujiwara Chika's mind.

So, what would a new big brother who still respects the original boss think when he knows that the organization he has worked so hard for may be cut off from his life by the "angel investors" who have supported it all the way to where it is today?

Will he prepare a retreat immediately, abandon everything or take a few old brothers to escape? Or will he stand with Guangxia Group until the last moment? Or maybe he will do nothing and quietly wait for the river of fate to take him away?

Fujiwara Chika was bored and began to close her eyes and think about random things - she had already been told what she needed to let the new big brother know, but as for how he was going to do it, no one could guarantee it.

There was a long silence. The room was so quiet that only the noisy sounds of the crowd outside the alley could occasionally penetrate the soundproof glass and echo in this small space, allowing them to truly feel the flow of time instead of everything being stagnant.

Finally, it was the gangster boss himself who broke the silence. He suddenly lowered his head and smiled with relief, stood up, paused after letting his hands hang naturally, then put his hands on his waist, walked to the filing cabinet with his head shaking, and gently opened the lock that was integrated with the cabinet with the key on his chest.

He didn't even bother to look for it. He just looked up and took down a folder.

After closing the cabinet door again and hearing the lock sound from the mechanical structure, he turned around and pressed the folder on the table, saying softly: "This is what you want, but I hope you or the person behind you can do me a small favor."

This thing has been sorted out long ago, and its meaning is self-evident.

Although she already knew the gangster's choice, Fujiwara Chika still asked, "What can I do for you?"

"Help Guangxia Group erase all traces of the Ogino family. This evidence is enough to put them all in jail."

His meaning was simple - anyway, later on, the other illegal activities that you helped cover up will reappear and bring the Ogino family back to their original ending, but you have to give me time to prepare.

There is no need for too much explanation. If they came only for the Ogino family, then their purpose has been achieved. If they do not want to involve other forces and convict the Ogino family without causing unnecessary trouble, the evidence here is more than enough.

For the Ogino family, who made their fortune from musicals, it makes no difference whether they spend more or less years in prison. Once they go to jail, their reputation, which they depend on for survival, will be ruined, and it will be of no use even if they are released a few years earlier.

But if they intend to kill someone with a borrowed knife... then let someone unrelated to Ogino's case handle it, and give him some buffer time, and they will naturally achieve their goal.

Under such circumstances, remediation is wishful thinking. The future of the Guangxia Group has already been heading towards inevitable death step by step.

It turns out that the boss’s imprisonment was not an accident... The gangster boss breathed a sigh of relief, and he suddenly figured out a lot of previously vague details.

Which company is planning to promote them and use them as performance? He even had the leisure to think about this kind of thing, with a playful smile on his face.

I am unkind, you are unjust, let's all go to hell together. The gangster squinted his eyes, causing the scar in his eye socket to throb. Past memories flashed in his mind, further irritating his nerves.

It is impossible for the Guangxia Group and the masterminds behind the scenes to coexist with each other in nuclear deterrence. The Guangxia Group is closely connected with the Ogino family, which is bound to be in trouble, and is already weakened.

The simplest method is that as long as the main messengers are well prepared, they can let their policemen break into the nightclub and smash some things. Then, if they are not prepared before the sudden attack, a fire will make the Guangxia Group unable to defend themselves and unable to drag anyone into the water. However, the main messengers can still hold the chips in their hands and completely kill the chessboard.

Even if the problem of the Ogino family is solved, the Guangxia Group will not bring disaster upon itself, but the main envoys have been planning for so long. Will they continue to support the Guangxia Group after seeing the failure of the original plan?

That doesn't exist. The Guangxia Group itself is already a hidden danger to them, otherwise they wouldn't have thought of getting rid of it and dragged the unlucky Ogino family as the fuse.

"Maybe." Fujiwara Chika was careless and didn't give him the correct answer. "Who knows? My words don't count."

The eldest brother did not comment on this. He just pushed the folder away silently, withdrew his hand, and looked at them without saying a word.

At least, let them know that someone else was involved in this matter. What we need now is change.

Fujiwara Chika reached out to take the folder, flipped through it casually, and after confirming that it was from the Ogino family, she handed it to Xing Yuanhui without any further ado and asked him to put it in his bag.

After Xing Yuanhui put it away, Fujiwara Chika stood up, bowed, and said happily with her hands behind her back: "Okay, then we will take our leave first."

The eldest brother glanced at them and took a step back: "Please, go well."

At this time, Xing Yuanhui interrupted and said, "Don't worry, I couldn't send it anyway."

After he finished speaking, before Fujiwara Chika could wink at him and give him a confused look, he placed two schoolbags on the senior's waist with his left hand, flipped over, opened the window and jumped down.

Relying on his sharp reaction and extraordinary control, Xing Yuanhui took a step left and took a step right like a vaulting horse, and the "creaking" sound coming from the iron shed was continuous for a while.

The gangster was startled by this action and subconsciously touched the side of the cabinet with a mezzanine next to him. When he realized that they really jumped down, he laughed in silence and did not go to see. He just sat back in his seat and relaxed.

Are the students of Shuchiin... the descendants of a big family whose sense of justice and chuunibyou go hand in hand? But that's not important.

He put all his body weight on the chair, and slowly turned his head along with the seat. He gradually turned his gaze from indoors to outdoors, and no one knew what he was thinking because of his glasses.

Turning the focus back to the duo of gangsters, Fujiwara Chika was held by Xing Yuanhui at the waist like a commodity. After a moment of confusion, she felt the obvious pull of gravity and subconsciously closed her eyes.

After hearing the continuous noise, she opened her eyes and found herself on the ground. Xing Yuanhui had already put her down and was checking if anything had fallen during the Jackie Chan-style descent.

"What are you doing!" the senior student said as she punched him on the shoulder, her voice three points higher than usual.

Fujiwara Chika is really a little angry this time. Even if you want to play a heroic landing, you should notify me! It's not like I disagree!

If I hadn't been used to riding roller coasters so many times, I would have screamed like a girl right now!

"I'm sorry." Xing Yuanhui scratched his head. It was indeed what he did wrong this time, but it was very tiring to keep tense. He happened to see that there was no railing on the window of the underworld office, so he came up with an idea. The line segment between the two points was the shortest.

"Hmph!" Fujiwara Chika turned her head away and didn't look at this junior who liked to act on his own.

But at least she apologized, and she wasn't really angry - this was actually quite funny, if only she hadn't closed her eyes just now...

The senior student tilted her head up, and god had no idea how they had jumped all the way down from the bay window just now.

She turned back and looked at Xing Yuanhui's knees carefully. Seeing that there was nothing unusual about him, she asked curiously, "Your knees are not mechanically modified, are they?"

"In fact, an arrow once shot my knee, and then a substitute followed me. It only appeared when I bent my knee..." Xing Yuanhui and Fujiwara Chika talked nonsense for a while, thinking that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, and hurriedly suggested, "Let's go first. After all, the reason for doing this is that we don't want to have to face the gangsters again."

At least there were people in the nightclub to keep the hot-blooded hooligans from messing around. If they left the club under their watch, no one would dare to follow them.

Another "humph" sounded, after all, Xing Yuanhui was too perfunctory. But he was right, so the two of them also scolded Xing Yuanhui as they walked.

After walking to the station and taking the train, they finally left that area completely. Fujiwara Chika took off her hood, and her long pink hair fell randomly on her shoulders.