Crossover: Pen name: Dazai Osamu, Omega Kasumigaoka

Just as the two were at an impasse, footsteps suddenly came from the doorway.

Everyone turned to look, and saw a young man walk in. He was wearing a black suit that was well-tailored and made him look tall and straight.

His face carried an arrogant expression, as if the whole world was at his feet.

Chapter 484 Ling Family, Ling Zhiyu

His eyes were sharp, as if he could see into people's hearts.

Following closely behind the young man was an elderly man, dressed simply, but exuding a calm and composed demeanor.

His face was covered with wrinkles, but his eyes were bright and piercing, as if they could see through everything.

His identity was clearly that of the young man's servant; he followed behind the young man with his head bowed and eyes lowered, ready to obey his orders at any time.

The young man's appearance immediately attracted everyone's attention. He looked around and finally fixed his gaze on Kitahara Shin and the drunk man.

He frowned slightly, seemingly dissatisfied with the situation. The old man stood silently to the side, observing everything around him.

Upon seeing the young man, the man felt as if he had found a savior and broke free from Kitahara Makoto's restraints.

He scrambled over to the young man and shouted:

"Young Master, you've finally arrived! I only broke a few cups, and this guy actually wants me to pay over ten thousand in compensation!"

Kitahara Shin quietly observed the young man who called himself "Young Master," his eyes revealing a hint of scrutiny and doubt.

He smiled slightly and said in a neither humble nor arrogant voice:

"Who are you? If you're here for a drink, I'm naturally welcome; but if you're here to cause trouble, don't blame me for being impolite."

Upon hearing Kitahara Makoto's words, the young man Ling Zhiyu couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

He looked Kitahara Makoto up and down, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes.

He smiled slightly and introduced himself:

“I know you, the president of NN Company, the youngest internet entrepreneur.”

"But in my eyes, these identities mean nothing. Listen carefully, my name is Ling Zhiyu, Ling Zhiyu of the Ling family, one of the four great families."

As soon as Ling Zhiyu finished speaking, the surrounding air seemed to freeze.

The guests inside the museum were whispering and discussing among themselves.

The Ling family is a renowned family throughout the city, whose wealth and power are unimaginable to ordinary people.

The man became smug when Ling Zhiyu introduced himself. He pointed at Kitahara Shin and said provocatively:

"Are you still planning to make him pay? He's my young master's attendant!"

Ling Zhiyu looked at Kitahara Makoto with a mocking expression on his face.

He thought that Kitahara would be intimidated by his identity and thus give up pursuing the man's responsibility.

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However, Kitahara Shin remained unmoved. He glanced at Ling Zhiyu indifferently and said:

"I'll say it again: you're welcome to drink, but if you're going to cause trouble, get out. As for your identity, I don't care."

"Don't think that just because you're from the Ling family, you're above the rules. Even if the head of the Ling family came, he would still have to abide by the rules of our tavern."

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Ling Zhiyu was taken aback when he heard Kitahara Makoto's words.

He hadn't expected Kitahara Shin to be so disrespectful, not even caring about the Ling family's reputation. His expression gradually darkened, and his eyes revealed a hint of displeasure.

Seeing this, the man became even more defiant and provocative, saying:

"How can you be so ungrateful? Our young master is a member of the Ling family. You've offended us; aren't you afraid of retaliation from the Ling family?"

Kitahara gave him a cold look but didn't say anything. He walked to the bar, picked up a glass, and gently swirled it.

His gaze never left Ling Zhiyu and the man, as if to tell them that he was not afraid of anyone's threats.

Seeing this, Ling Zhiyu understood that Kitahara Shin was not someone who would be easily subdued.

Chapter 485 The Four Great Families Ling Bai and Wang Lin

He gave Kitahara Makoto a deep look, then turned to the man and said:

"You remember this: don't cause any more trouble. Let's leave it at that."

After saying that, Ling Zhiyu threw a bank card on the table and left the tavern with the old man.

Seeing this, the man slunk off and followed.

After Ling Zhiyu and his group left, the atmosphere in the tavern eased up a bit.

"Seven" Kitahara Makoto walked to the bar and began arranging the glasses, while Haruko walked to his side with a worried look on her face.

Haruko asked softly:

"Yuanzhen, was that really someone from the Ling family? We've offended them, and I'm afraid the tavern won't be able to stay in business."

Her voice revealed a fear of the unknown and anxieties about the future.

Kitahara Shin looked up at Haruko's worried face and smiled reassuringly:

"Don't worry, Haruko. It won't happen. Unless the four major families join forces, our tavern can open whenever we want, it'll be fine."

His tone was firm and confident, as if everything was under his control.

Just then, Evelyn, who worked at the front desk, overheard their conversation and curiously walked over to ask:

"What are the Four Great Families? They sound really powerful."

Her eyes sparkled with curiosity; she was clearly very interested in the question.

Haruko turned around and explained to Evelyn:

"The four major families refer to the Ling, Wang, Bai, and Lin families. They each control 80 percent of the city's economy and power, making them the true masters of this city."

Her tone carried a hint of awe and admiration.

However, Kitahara Shin shook his head, interrupting Haruko:

"Don't exaggerate those families. In reality, those four families are just small fry put out by people at a higher level to attract attention."

"They may have a huge influence in certain areas, but that doesn't mean they can control everything at will."

Kitahara Makoto's words made Haruko and Evelyn fall into deep thought.

They began to realize that the world was not as simple as it seemed on the surface, and that there were many unknown secrets and forces at work behind the scenes.

Kitahara Makoto glanced at the scattered shards of glass on the ground, frowned slightly, and then turned to the waiter standing nearby and said:

"Please clean up these pieces as soon as possible to ensure the safety of our customers..."

His voice was steady and powerful, revealing an unquestionable determination.

The waiter immediately nodded, picked up a broom and dustpan, and began cleaning.

Kitahara Masanori turned around and walked to the bar, starting to tidy up the bottles and glasses that Ling Zhiyu and the others had just messed up.

His movements were swift and orderly, each one exuding composure.

As Haruko watched Kitahara Makoto bustling about, her worries gradually dissipated.

She stepped forward and said softly:

"Yuanzhen, are you really alright? The Ling family isn't so easy to deal with."

Kitahara Shin raised his head and gave Haruko a reassuring smile:

"Don't worry, Qing 2.9. I know what I'm doing. However, I have to go back to the company now, so I'll leave the bar to you."

Haruko nodded, a hint of reluctance flashing in her eyes:

"Okay, go ahead. Be careful on the road."

Kitahara Shin nodded, then turned and walked out of the tavern.

He walked through the bustling street to his car.

He opened the car door, got into the driver's seat, started the car, and slowly drove away.

Chapter 486 Mysterious Secret Door, Telephone, and Token

The car sped along the road, and Kitahara Makoto had a thoughtful expression on his face.

He knew that the Ling family wouldn't give up easily, but he was prepared to deal with it.

Kitahara Makoto drove back to the company and parked the car steadily in the garage.

He got out of the car, closed the door, and his gaze swept over the familiar office building, a determined look on his face.

As he entered the company lobby, employees greeted him, and he smiled and nodded in response, then walked calmly toward the elevator.

The elevator doors slowly opened, and Kitahara Makoto walked in alone and pressed the button for the third floor.

Inside the elevator, he closed his eyes slightly, seemingly deep in thought. As the elevator ascended, his thoughts gradually became clearer.

Upon reaching the third floor, the elevator doors opened again, and Kitahara Makoto stepped out of elevator number 24 and headed straight for his CEO office.

He pushed open the door, went inside, and then gently closed it behind him.

Inside the office, modern office equipment was arranged in an orderly manner, and sunlight streamed through the windows onto the desk, creating a harmonious atmosphere.

Kitahara Shin walked to the bookshelf, his gaze wandering among the books as if searching for something.

Finally, he gently pulled out a book. A soft mechanical sound rang out, and the entire wall of books slowly flipped open, revealing a huge room.

The room was exquisitely decorated, with various valuable paintings hanging on the walls and soft carpets on the floor.

In the center of the room was a huge desk, piled high with various documents and electronic devices. North

Yuan Zhen walked to his desk and sat down in the chair. He took a deep breath, seemingly trying to compose himself.

At this moment, the expression on his face became serious.

Kitahara walked slowly to the corner, where there was a seemingly ordinary safe, but it held extraordinary significance for Kitahara Makoto.

He stood up and walked steadily toward that corner.

Standing in front of the safe, Kitahara Makoto took a deep breath, seemingly preparing for his next move.

He extended his right hand, gently placed it on the combination lock of the safe, and then slowly began to turn the combination.

As the combination lock is turned, a slight mechanical sound can be heard, which is the sound of the safe's internal mechanism responding to the input of the combination lock.

Kitahara Makoto's face was expressionless, but his eyes were unusually focused, as if all his attention was concentrated on the safe.

With a "ding," the safe door slowly opened.

Kitahara Makoto didn't immediately check the inside, but paused for a moment, seemingly to confirm that the safe had been successfully opened.

Then, he gently pushed the door open completely, revealing the inside of the safe.

The interior was quite empty, with only two items lying quietly inside.

One was a black satellite phone, small and exquisite, making it stand out from the crowd.

A faint blue light flickered on the phone screen, as if 647 was waiting for its owner's call.

The other was a golden plaque, engraved with intricate patterns and text, exuding a mysterious and noble aura.

Kitahara Makoto reached out and picked up the satellite phone first.

He gently pressed a few buttons on the phone to check its working status.

Then, he put the phone back where it was and turned his gaze to the gold sign.

He reached out, carefully picked up the sign, and examined the pictures and words on it closely.

These patterns and words have special meaning for him; they represent a kind of power and responsibility.

Kitahara Shin took a deep breath.

Chapter 487 Holy Son Kitahara Shin!

Kitahara Makoto stood in front of the safe, his eyes firm and deep.

He reached out and picked up the black satellite phone, his fingertips lightly gliding over the buttons as if confirming the location of each key.

Then, he carefully picked up the golden token, which was heavy, as if it carried some important mission.