Please make money.

“…Even the styles are exactly the same!”

"We still have three hours, right?"

"We only have three hours!"

"Then I wish you all good luck in martial arts!"

……

……

"3——2——"

Alia stood outside a manor, counting down into the room through a loudspeaker.

No one opened the door, and there was no sound. The huge manor was as quiet as a ghost town.

Then a helicopter came whizzing and fluttering in the sky, flying unsteadily with a searchlight on.

Aaliyah shook her head: "1——"

There was a huge vertical oil tank hanging under the helicopter, swinging in the air. Finally, the rope broke and it fell straight into the manor.

[boom--------]

A huge cloud of dust rose up, and Alia, standing at the door of the manor, could feel the ground shaking.

This thing is pretty heavy, luckily the helicopter can really lift it...

Oh no, I should say it really can't be lifted, isn't it broken? What a tragic accident!

"Boss, someone has come out. Do you want them to break in? Or do you go by yourself?"

"So it's you who are the ones who took the money, why do I have to do it myself?"

"…That's the question I wanted to ask as well."

Normally, shouldn't an employer like you stay at the back, plan strategies, and then wait to taste the sweet fruits of victory?

When people are paid, they have the awareness of risking their lives and will naturally do things beautifully.

But this guy was different. He paid money and played as a substitute himself, and he was even a very capable substitute.

I really doubt whether the so-called boss team is here to experience life.

"Let them in—are there many?"

"Not many, no more than 20 visible, no defense-in-depth system."

Another helicopter in the air was looking down with a searchlight, swaying brightly and shining it right in the person's face.

Alia thought that it would be a problem if there was a defense-in-depth system. Even if they were a bunch of vicious gangsters, how could they be so professional?

The places where illegal immigrants, members of violent gangs, and people with criminal records who have fled are based are essentially slums.

It just has a clear boundary between it and the slums next to it, so it is not noticeable at first glance.

There are no slums in the book - but that's just because they don't admit that they exist; in reality, they still exist.

The most famous area is the Ailin area, and the famous Tobita Shinchi is right next to it.

Tobitashinchi is known as the most famous red-light district for the common people in Osaka and even in Japan, where a large number of prostitution practitioners gather.

Different from modern brothels, the shops there retain their traditional form and can be seen as supporting facilities for the neighborhood.

With such supporting facilities, you can imagine what it will look like there.

Violent gangs, underground gambling houses, underground loan sharks, stolen goods markets...it's like a small Gotham.

But the strange thing is that the transportation there is actually very convenient, including rail transportation, and the infrastructure is very well built.

The Nankai Electric Railway, located west of Ailin, is an important railway connecting the center of Osaka with Kansai Airport and various cities in the Quanzhou area.

At the north end is the more important JR Osaka Loop Line. The two lines can be transferred to each other at Shin-Imamiya Station in a corner of the slums, and the passenger flow is very large.

But few people come out of this station's exit, and even fewer cross the road into the Ai Lin area opposite.

In fact, if you come out from here, there is the Dobutsugen-mae Station of the Midosuji Subway Line, which is the area of ​​the famous Tennoji tourist attraction.

That place is as clearly divided as this place, with traffic on one side of the street and a dim gray color on the other side.

If you just look at the map, you can't imagine that these places with the most dense traffic are actually slums...

In the Internet age, many makeshift hotels have begun to post reservation information online after being renovated, touting their convenient transportation and extremely low prices.

This has attracted many outsiders and even foreigners who are unaware of the truth to flock to the place, but once they arrive it will probably not be a very pleasant experience.

By the same token, these places have also become gathering places for many illegal immigrants, or even those who have lost their identities.

"Hotbed, hotbed, chaos, chaos, darkness, darkness - but - this is the theater version, isn't it -"

Alia threw away the horn, raised her hand and tore off a sign next to her, throwing it out like a javelin.

"call out----"

The sign slammed across the deserted streets, breaking through the exterior walls of old buildings, sending rubble and insulation flying.

A man who was peeking out suddenly fell and sat on the ground.

It was an old man who looked like he was coming to pick up trash, but he was startled by Aaliyah.

Arya did not become gentle, but just stared at the other person with cold eyes.

After several seconds, beads of sweat began to appear on the old man's forehead, his hands hidden behind his back were trembling and could hardly hold their hands, and his breathing was short.

"If I were you, when I saw this sign, I would put the knife down and pretend nothing happened."

Alia pointed at the road sign she had thrown out and said, "Look carefully, Grandpa. Can an ordinary person do this?"

The old man stared at Alia with rapid breathing. After a long moment, he gritted his teeth and said, "10,000 yen!"

"what?"

"You! You're worth 10,000 yen!"

The old man shouted, pulled out a cutting knife with a slightly concave edge from behind him, and rushed towards Alia.

Ailia felt a little aggrieved for no reason - when did she become so cheap?

"Am I only worth 10,000 yen?"

Alia grabbed the knife from the other person's hand and said, "If I give you 100,000, can you tell me who asked you to come?"

"One hundred thousand?!"

"One hundred thousand——"

"I'll tell you! I'll tell you everything!"

"..."

Well, there is such a clearance mode, so does that mean that the players who pay for games are the strongest?

Alia casually pulled out a few Fukuzawa Yukichi cards and asked, "How many people have committed crimes in your place?"

"That's too much." The old man's hands were shaking a little, and he kept smacking his lips. His heart and lung functions were not very good.

Alia could see that he was an alcoholic. This area was a bit like the Valley area, also known as Sanya, one of the three major slums in Japan.

In the 1960s, those who wanted to maintain the good image of the urban area in preparation for hosting the Olympic Games in Tokyo drove the homeless people to the valley area.

Moreover, those places are not marked on the map, so many Tokyo locals don’t know that there is such a slum.

Here, as there, the surrounding area is full of decades-old houses, which are old and poorly maintained, with obvious signs of random additions and stacking.

The last cyberpunk place in Alia's memory was the now-demolished Kowloon Walled City...

"Who asked you to come to me? You have to believe that he can give you 10,000 yen, right?"

"He's the guy who sells white-collar money. He must have this much money."

"Oh, loan sharks—"

In these places where income is unstable and public security is chaotic, the number of loan sharks and underground money houses is extremely large.

In this book, legal high-interest loans should actually be classified as part of consumer finance. Since most of the borrowers are white-collar workers, it is also called white-collar gold.

In front of some bustling stations, there are not only special loan stores, but also semi-automatic ATMs. The service is very considerate.

Being able to set up such a high-end service industry in the slums, considering the income of the elderly residents here, one can imagine the target users.

It's not like they tricked some white-collar workers into going to these places and then lending them money, right? It's probably because they're selling stolen goods.

The fact that the stolen goods can be sold here only shows that the so-called gangsters who helped before were not very honest.

In other words,

"Every country has its own laws, every industry has its own rules. The local gangs are so rude!"

Alia was filled with righteous indignation. She dug into her pocket, took out a wad of money and slapped it into the man's hand: "Use it to buy some wine! But I want you to do one thing!"

"What's the matter? Tell me! Tell me!" The old man clenched the stack of money, his hands stopped shaking, and his eyes brightened.

"Go to the police—"

"...?"

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……

Tanaka recently took on a big business deal, and bringing the person here today is almost equivalent to completing the transaction.

All we need to do is deliver this high-quality stuff tomorrow, and we won’t have to worry about expenses this month or even next month.

In fact, this order was originally a bit hasty. After all, the other party is not an ordinary citizen, so it is somewhat tricky.

But who makes anyone like it?

I can only say that she deserves her bad luck. Sometimes being too beautiful is a sin. After all, if you can't get what you want, you will become distorted, and distortion will turn into a bad thing.

He arranged things, and his people did their job so smoothly that even he was a little surprised.

Although such things happen frequently, it is quite rare that no one is alarmed and there is no official pursuit.

He was so happy that he had a party with a few of his men today. There wasn't much else in these places, but there were too many cheap women.

In a sense, they can also produce and sell their own products - but the best goods are those that someone specifically requests, so they dare not touch them.

In the past, there was a girl who had given up on herself and surrendered herself to the enemy. She successfully persuaded a big shot and took revenge by killing those who had kidnapped her.

This shows that the ecological niche food chain does exist, and these poor people are just porters for society.

He walked out of the yard a little drunk, looked at the moon outside, took a sip of wine, and the cold wind brought on a bit of melancholy of middle-aged man.

When I was young, probably in my twenties, I also had dreams. I wanted to do something big and have a place for myself in the world.

But gradually I came to see things more clearly. We do things, essentially, just for the enjoyment of success and fame in the future, and enjoyment will always exist.

Then changing to a method without moral bottom line, plundering, seems to be able to achieve the purpose of enjoyment.

Moreover, there is no nonsense in the middle, and using simple and direct violent means to solve the problem really makes people think clearly.

If I have to say something, it's that some things cannot be exposed, which makes people feel frustrated when they need social status.

But if you think about it carefully, those big shots in suits and ties would not be much tougher when they were kidnapped, threatened and blackmailed by them, and it seems that your mentality will be balanced again.

It's not like he hadn't thought about joining a gang or taking the path of extremism. When it comes to being brave and aggressive, he feels that he has some ability.

But after hanging around in the world for a while, I realized that even in the underworld, those who can really get to the top are not those who are good at fighting or powerful, but instead those who are rich and powerful.

Tsk, I feel so sad and wronged. Why is it like this everywhere?

From that time on, he was completely tired of struggling, and began to study the loopholes in the rules of this society, and got involved in some deeper darkness.

The advantage is that you can make money quickly and do it without restraint, but the disadvantage is that the more you do these things, the more it seems that you cannot let them come into the light.

But fortunately, this good stuff today may allow me to hook up with some big shots.

Just like the Kudo-kai back then, the president is also a very arrogant person. He has done all kinds of bad things but still has many followers.

Maybe I could also get some incredible support like him...

Then two swaying beams of light appeared in the night sky, and there was the sound of helicopters "tapping, tapping".

He sobered up a little and turned back to call for help. Could it be that something had been exposed?

Something was dropped, something very large and pitch black in the center of the manor, and it looked as exaggerated as a large piece of infrastructure.