Starting from the Dragon Clan, it's a 50-50 split

"Brother, if nothing else, I'd like to give you a thumbs up just for this sentence." Mo Qiuran sighed.

Seeing that the topic was becoming more and more off-topic, Yuan Zhisheng felt that he couldn't go on like this. Since the three people showed up, the situation had completely changed. Yuan Zhisheng had previously preset in his mind all the situations after the meeting - whether the other party was like a weak little white rabbit that looked harmless, or the two sides were like predators meeting each other in the tall grass. They confirmed with their eyes that everyone was a dangerous person, so they didn't,

The situation and the right to speak were firmly in Mo Qiuran's hands. Whether it was the previous pat on the shoulder or those weird and bizarre words, they were all means to take away the right to speak! This was the first time such a mistake occurred at the "welcome ceremony" of the Japanese branch receiving the headquarters commissioner, and the one who caused the mistake was "Amaterasu" of the Snake Eight Clan, the director of the Executive Bureau, Yuan Zhisheng.

Although most of the reasons were due to Mo Qiuran not playing by the rules, Yuan Zhisheng was not the kind of person who liked to make excuses. For him, since a mistake had occurred, it needed to be corrected!

He took a deep breath to hold back the anger that welled up in his heart because of Mo Qiuran's inexplicable words, his previous actions, and the long period of not resting. He bowed deeply and said, "I am Yuan Zhisheng, a graduate of the 2003 advanced training class of Kassel College. Welcome to Japan."

"Oh, so you can speak Chinese! Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Mo Qiuran asked in surprise.

Yuan Zhisheng felt the veins on his forehead throbbed twice... Why didn't you say it earlier? Did you give me a chance to speak? It seemed like you were the only one talking from the beginning to the end!

"Is bowing a necessary etiquette here? Do I need to do the same?" Mo Qiuran asked Yuan Zhisheng.

"This... is not necessary." Yuan Zhisheng paused and said.

"Yuan Zhisheng? Sounds familiar..." Finkel on the side thought for a long time, then suddenly realized, looking at Yuan Zhisheng, "So it's you, my junior!"

Yuan Zhisheng: "???"

No, what’s wrong with this guy who claims to be a senior? Is he crazy?

Then he thought of the time when he was reading the information of three people in the car. Although he only glanced at Finkel's information quickly, he still remembered all the information, such as... is he a sixth-grade student now?

To convert it, it means... Class of 2001?

Damn, this is actually a senior!

Yuan Zhisheng was shocked.

"I am finally able to meet you in person! At that time, I always felt that you were hiding yourself. Unfortunately, all the brothers I sent out were warned, and I had something else to do and couldn't go out in person. It is a loss for our school news agency that I couldn't dig out the news about you!" Finkel immediately reached out and held Yuan Zhisheng's hand and spoke enthusiastically. Yuan Zhisheng tried to pull his hand out but found that the other party was not only as strong as a brown bear, but also had no strength, so he couldn't pull it out at all!

Of course, another reason was that Finger's words distracted Yuan Zhisheng's attention. His words reminded Yuan Zhisheng of some old events... and then he suddenly realized: "So those sneaky people were sent by you?"

"Yes, after they all failed, I realized that you must have hidden a lot. Unfortunately, I was busy at that time and couldn't go out in person. Isn't it a perfect miss? It's such a pity!" Finkel seemed to finally notice that Yuan Zhisheng was pulling his hand away, so he let go and scratched his head calmly, saying, "Look at your treatment and status now, it's obviously extraordinary!"

Yuan Zhisheng: "..."

So you say this to my face? Are paparazzi so arrogant these days?

Why do I feel like this guy isn't mentally normal?

Yuan Zhisheng's eyes calmly swept over Chu Zihang, who had not said a word from beginning to now, and thought to himself, it turns out that the person who looks the most abnormal is the most normal one here?

"It seems that we are destined to meet, junior. After all, there is a saying that goes 'Meeting is destiny'. In this case, why don't we make up for the regrets from a few years ago? For example, how about letting me take a few photos of you to celebrate?

Don't worry, I'm a very good photographer! And you have a good foundation! I guarantee that you will be included in the list of the most handsome men in Kassel College! Oh, your secretary is a good match for you, and I can also publish a series of short stories about overbearing CEOs falling in love with their secretaries. What do you think? The profit is 30% to 70%, guaranteed to make a lot of money! "Finger's eyebrows were raised very vividly, as if he had seen a lot of money flying towards him, and he even took out a camera from somewhere and waved it.

Sakura's heart skipped a beat behind Yuan Zhisheng. She thought she had hidden it well, so how could this person tell her? Was she discovered? No, her disguise skills were always very good. This was a coincidence! It was definitely just a coincidence! She must not reveal any flaws!

Yuan Zhisheng was confused. What was going on? Why did the topic turn to this direction again? And you, a paparazzi, are you really not afraid of getting beaten for talking about this kind of thing so openly? !

"Let's go to the hotel first." Chu Zihang spoke. He probably couldn't stand Mo Qiuran and Feng'er's continuous mental attacks on Yuan Zhisheng anymore. As a person who had long been accustomed to Mo Qiuran, the drama queen, even with the addition of Feng'er, it would only make the noise a little bit louder. But when he came into contact with him for the first time...even Principal Angers had been stunned many times, hadn't he?

So in Chu Zihang's opinion, it was quite normal for Yuan Zhisheng to behave like this. The fact that he didn't even show obvious anger or anything else already showed that Yuan Zhisheng was well-mannered and had a certain sophistication.

But Yuan Zhisheng didn't think so. He felt that he must have been fooled by the commissioner of the headquarters. This was the way Mo Qiuran and Finkel came up with to fight against the branch. They used such completely nonsensical words and a neurotic speaking style to control the situation and catch him off guard!

It must be said that their methods did have some effect, but after reacting, Yuan Zhisheng snorted in his heart and felt that these were just the methods of children. They were just a group of children living in an ivory tower. Even their methods were so low-class and childish! When they really encountered danger, they would probably be unable to hold back and show panic or even cry directly!

With such a bit of revengeful and malicious thoughts, Yuan Zhisheng quickly thought of a feasible means of counterattack. This would just serve as a reminder to the department's specialists, telling them that this trip was not for inspection by superiors nor for paparazzi looking for news. This was not a class trip at public expense but one that required risking their lives!

So with this thought in mind, he turned around and gestured to Sakura. Sakura was stunned for a moment but quickly handed him the folder in her arms... When Yuan Zhisheng took it, he could even feel a hint of warmth and fragrance left on it.

But now was not the time to think about such things. Yuan Zhisheng opened the folder and handed it over, saying expressionlessly, "Please sign, specialists. This is the plan for the disposal of your remains. If any accident occurs during this operation and you die, your bodies will be airlifted back to the place you designated for burial...if the bodies can be found."

If it were any other human beings, they would not have given such a long explanation, but now these headquarters commissioners have provoked him, and he wants to see the panic expressions on these headquarters commissioners' faces after hearing these words. The disposal of the bodies, and the possibility that the bodies may not even be found, such a dangerous plan will surely scare these people who use such cheap and childish methods, right? After all, this means the risk of death!

Then he saw Finkel, who was the first to get the document and was closest to him, said "Oh" and prepared to sign.

"Wait! Don't sign yet!" Mo Qiuran stopped him.

"Here it comes!" Yuan Zhisheng thought to himself, as expected, the child made a mistake at once, right?

then……

"Although we have signed contracts before when we were on a mission in the Execution Department, I was able to understand all the contracts at that time. Contracts cannot be signed carelessly and must be handled with caution!" Mo Qiuran said to Finkel as if admonishing him, took the contract, and immediately frowned, "This is all in Japanese, who can understand it? Be careful of contract fraud, senior, I didn't expect you to be so careless!"

Yuan Zhisheng, who was full of expectations: "..."

Chapter 140: Hongmen Banquet? So why not just blow this place up! ()

"But you just mentioned the body disposal plan. Didn't we sign this when we enrolled?" Mo Qiuran asked again.

"Now, you juniors have to sign this kind of thing when you enter school?" Finkel was shocked when he heard this.

"So, seniors, you didn't have to sign at that time?" Mo Qiuran asked.

"No, generally speaking, it is only necessary to sign when going on a mission, such as a war internship class or a formal mission of the executive department. Maybe the system has been changed in recent years, I'm not sure." Finkel shook his head.

"So that's how it is." Mo Qiuran nodded, looked at Yuan Zhisheng, and handed him the document, "We've already signed it."

"Although the Executive Bureau of the Main Family is affiliated with the Executive Department of Kassel College Headquarters, it has a different management method, so..." Yuan Zhisheng tried to explain.

"So you are planning to rebel?" Mo Qiuran's eyes instantly flashed with interest.

Yuan Zhisheng was alert. Why did he seem to be looking forward to this? Sure enough, he was coming with bad intentions!

So he said in a deep voice: "Of course not, our family will not make such an unwise move."

"I understand, I understand. If you can't beat him now, then the time will come when you can beat him in the future, right? Hahaha, don't worry, it's human nature and I can understand it!" Mo Qiuran stretched out his hand and patted Yuan Zhisheng's shoulder again.

Just like last time, Yuan Zhisheng wanted to dodge, but as if he became slow or the other party suddenly became faster, the hand successfully landed on Yuan Zhisheng's shoulder again!

"Here, I'll return this document to you first. You must understand the main contract before you dare to write it. Otherwise, you may accidentally sell yourself out, and you'll be screwed. I think you should be able to understand us easily, so please change it to Chinese for us!"

Mo Qiuran clapped his hands twice and stuffed the stack of documents in Japanese in his hand to the somewhat confused Yuan Zhisheng, then turned around and said, "Where is our car? Have you arranged a hotel for us? Is it a super five-star hotel? I heard that the branch has a lot of power in Japan, so they will definitely not treat us badly in terms of accommodation, right!"

Yuan Zhisheng: "..."

When he arrived here, he was a little worried that Crow and Yaksha might accidentally say something or do something that might lead to serious consequences, so he sent them away early. Now it seems... this was a wise decision!

Otherwise, judging by this guy's words and actions, we might not be able to leave the airport and both sides will have to fight!

And then... wouldn't that be exactly what they wanted?

When Yuan Zhisheng came to his senses, he felt terrified when he thought about it carefully. All the details seemed to be telling him the terrible possibility.

……

A hotel in Tokyo, Japan, whose name Mo Qiuran couldn't understand.

However, just from the prosperity of the surrounding area of ​​this hotel, its size, luxurious decoration, and the quality of its waiters, it can be seen that it is definitely top-notch among the top-notch. The most luxurious hotel Mo Qiuran had ever seen before was the national chain five-star Regent Hotel, which was obviously not on the same level as the one they were staying in now.

The whole process was greeted and guided by a beautiful waitress wearing a small cheongsam with a high slit and a high hairpin. We went straight to the top floor and stayed in the top presidential suite, which had a large balcony, a swimming pool and even a helicopter pad. The luxurious living room had all kinds of fresh fruits neatly arranged on plates with some crystal clear water droplets on them. The rest of the facilities were all available, and it was almost no different from a luxury villa.

After sending them upstairs, Yuan Zhisheng said, "Considering that the specialists from our headquarters have come all the way here and they must need to take a shower and rest, I'm leaving first. If you have any questions or requests, you can call me. There will be a formal welcome banquet carefully organized by the Inuyama family in the evening." Then he left in a hurry. Mo Qiuran did not stop him. It was an indisputable fact that he needed to take a shower and rest. Moreover, since the other party did not respond to the previous actions that could be regarded as finding fault, there was no need to use it again. If he used it forcibly, he would easily be at a disadvantage.

That’s right, Mo Qiuran was looking for trouble on purpose!

Although he is a little neurotic occasionally, his emotional intelligence is always online. The way he communicated with him before was just finding fault.

Now that we're here, how can we not do something?

Of course, there is no need to worry if you don’t achieve results the first time. There will be plenty of opportunities later. Now...

"It can be seen that the Japanese branch has obviously come with ill intentions!" The three did not rush to their respective rooms, but gathered in the living room. Mo Qiuran said with a stern face.

There was no need to worry about eavesdropping or surveillance. After they were the only three people left in the room, they had already checked the presidential suite inside and out with the equipment provided by the equipment department and then turned on the shielding equipment. There was also a small incident when they were asking for the equipment -

Minister Akadullah of the Equipment Department strongly recommended to Mo Qiuran a newly developed instrument that could guarantee 100% isolation from all electronic surveillance or eavesdropping. Although Mo Qiuran already had a hunch in his heart, he still held on to a glimmer of hope and asked him to introduce it to him. As a result, the other party enthusiastically introduced Mo Qiuran to a wristband electromagnetic pulse bomb. Once it explodes, it will have the effect of an EMP, and in this way, all electronic components will be damaged!

Then Mo Qiuran asked him kindly and gently what would happen if the electromagnetic pulse bomb destroyed other electronic devices he needed to use. Besides, this thing was disposable, so you couldn't use it once and be sure that no one else would install it again, right?

As soon as he said this, Minister Akadullah burst into laughter and said that the first problem was just a small problem and could be ignored. As for the second problem, he had already thought of a solution... His original words were - "If one piece is not enough, just bring a few more. Anyway, this thing is small and light, but the equivalent is more than enough!"

Mo Qiuran was shocked. It turns out that this thing has the effect of an actual bomb besides EMP?

Minister Akadullah nodded seriously and said that their naming has always been quite serious. If it does not have the explosive function, it should be an electromagnetic pulse device, and the Equipment Department has always disdained the research and development of such low-level things!

What else could Mo Qiuran say? He could only remain speechless.

However, when he boarded the plane, he still had an extra wristband on his hand that allowed him to pass through security checks. It looked like an ordinary wristband.

Weapons can be useless, but they cannot be absent!

I have to say that Mo Qiuran is quite stubborn in his obsession with stockpiling.

"Junior, strictly speaking, we may be the ones who come with bad intentions..." Finkel said as he picked up an apple and started eating it.

"We are treated so well." Chu Zihang spoke. He basically didn't like to talk in daily communication, but he would still say a few words during meetings like this. After all, using his brain was not a shortcoming for him, and one more person meant more strength.

"This is indeed very strange," Finkel nodded and took out his computer. "As a senior, the leader of this special team, and the former president of the news agency, I have made a lot of preparations for this operation, one of which is the collection of intelligence!"

"I didn't expect that you, senior, are actually useful!" Mo Qiuran was shocked and then turned to be pleased and agreed, "I was right about you!"

"Junior, the contrast between what you did before and what you did after is a bit too big..."

"There's no need to worry about such a small matter. Why don't you just tell me what's going on?" Mo Qiuran waved his hand.

"Well, actually, the Japanese branch likes to abuse the commissioners from our headquarters. I have summarized the relevant posts on the Night Watch forum these days and found that almost all people who have had experience with Japanese commissioners have the first reaction to the Japanese branch: hell." Finkel said in a mysterious tone.

"Will there be luxury cars for pick-up and drop-off in hell, as well as hotels of this level and beautiful waitresses... as well as fruit wine and on-call service?" Mo Qiuran pulled out a bottle of expensive-looking red wine from the ice bucket on the side, but the main problem was that he didn't recognize the bottle.

"That's why it's so good that it's a little weird. I also interviewed several specialists who returned from Japan, and they all seemed to have obsessive-compulsive disorder. They like to bow when they see people, and when they are criticized, they will panic and shout "I was wrong" and so on." Finkel said, "So it's even more strange that they didn't react at all according to your previous test."

"They are gangsters. I've learned about them from some novels about Japan. They adhere to something called Yakuza culture, which means they only respect the strong," said Chu Zihang.

"Now I understand. Principal Ange came here after the end of World War II and defeated all the Japanese gangsters. Then the Eight Snake Families were willing to cooperate with the secret party of Kassel College as the Japanese branch and be subordinates to a certain extent," Mo Qiuran nodded thoughtfully. "Since they treated the commissioners from the headquarters like that because they thought they were not strong...they treated us like this because they thought we were strong?"

"Is there a possibility that they just think you are strong, so they treat us like this," Finkel said after wiping the sweat from his forehead and quickly getting himself out, "Because you are S-level, and you have such a strong record in the past!"

"Are those achievements considered impressive? In fact, I don't think it took much effort..." Mo Qiuran said seriously after recalling it.

After saying this, Chu Zihang and Finkel fell silent at the same time, thinking that only you would think that it doesn't take much effort!

"What a pity! If they were planning to test the waters, I would have taken this opportunity to teach them a lesson." Mo Qiuran sighed.

"There is one more thing. Regarding that man, the one in black, Yuan Zhisheng, I have relevant information about him here!" Finkel showed the computer as if he remembered something. "He was a student in the 2003 advanced training class. This class was specially prepared for the Japanese branch. The advanced training class only takes two years, so he graduated in 05. That's why I don't have a deep impression of him. These guys are very secretive and low-key!"

"So, senior, you should have graduated at the same time as him..." Mo Qiuran suddenly realized.

“Junior, please don’t feel bad at this time…” Finkel covered his chest as if he was having difficulty breathing. After taking a breath, he continued, “But as the president of the news agency at the time, how could I be willing to give up such a pile of obvious melons? So I sent people to secretly take pictures… ahem, take pictures to investigate and collect evidence!”

"It's okay. You've said it before, and we all know what kind of people you and your men are, so don't quibble anymore," Mo Qiuran waved his hand, "Go on, didn't you fail?"

"Ahem... the problem is that we failed. I have absolute confidence in the people I trained!" Finkel said, "In the end, they were all discovered one by one. Those people, especially Yuan Zhisheng, were as alert as a hedgehog, as if he was not here to study but to be a spy!"

"Then what? I remember you said that you had something going on and didn't go in person...so you reported the matter to the principal?" Mo Qiuran said.

"Of course not. I am actually the vice-principal's subordinate, so I told the vice-principal about this matter," Finkel shook his head and laughed, "Then, the vice-principal told me a secret!"

"Don't tell me, senior, that you are waiting for us to ask what it is so that you can say 'guess'. You will be punished for blatantly padding the word count..." Mo Qiuran warned with a sneer.

"What...what...of course not, do you think I'm that kind of person, senior?" Finkel wiped the sweat off his forehead and wondered if Mo Qiuran had mastered some mind-reading skills to know his thoughts so well that he even knew professional terms like water word count. Then he quickly said, "That Yuan Zhisheng, although he's A-level in the information, he's very likely S-level!"

"S-level? The same one as the principal?" Mo Qiuran raised his eyebrows. This was indeed valuable information.

"Of course not. Based on my understanding of the Japanese branch, they would have jumped up long ago. Why are they so sneaky? There is an obvious gap between S-level and S-level. When the principal came to Japan, he also abused S-level... Just like your strength is definitely among the top S-level!" Finkel said and licked Mo Qiuran. "Blood tests are generally not performed on mixed-bloods, especially since Yuan Zhisheng is from the Japanese branch, so naturally he was said to be what he was."

"Well... this is the truth," Mo Qiuran admitted without any hesitation, "So why did the Japanese branch conceal this news? Sure enough, they have malicious intentions! Maybe they are secretly accumulating strength and preparing to turn the tables one day! In this case, why don't we take action in advance and blow up the Japanese branch?"

"Don't do that, junior! I am the leader of this task force. If you bomb the Japanese branch, I will be blamed!" Finkel wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Huh? There is such a good thing?" Mo Qiuran's eyes lit up.

"We should try not to take action unless the other party has clear malicious intent," said Chu Zihang.

"Okay, okay, I'm just talking..." Mo Qiuran waved his hand and yawned, "They said there will be a welcome ceremony in the evening. Let's take a shower and have a sleep first. There might be a Hongmen Banquet in the evening, and then we can take action..."

Fingel: "..."

Why does Mo Qiuran not seem to be saying what he says...and even if it is true, it happens too often!

Chapter 4 The curtain gradually rises (k)

Genji Heavy Industries, in the patriarch’s office.

"It seems that the special team coming from our headquarters this time has made you unusually nervous, Dad." Yuan Zhisheng walked into the office, took off his black windbreaker and handed it to Sakura behind him. After taking the clothes, Sakura walked out and closed the door.

"Angers has always been a shadow over the head of the main family. The treatment of the main family's commissioner in the past may be a victory in the eyes of the main family, but in his eyes it is just a child's play," Tachibana Masamune pushed several documents in the direction of Minamoto Chisei, "Now he finally intends to punish the child, so he sent another child, and the main family can only behave obediently. If they show any difference, then the next time may be Anger himself coming."

Yuan Zhisheng picked up the documents in silence and looked at them. He had studied at Kassel College for two years and had also taken Principal Angers' class, but other than that, he had no other contact with him. In his impression, he was an old man who was well-mannered, but with a straight back and bright eyes like a lion king, but no one was worthy of letting him show that side of him.