"died?"

Yuan Zhisheng raised his head.

"Yes!" Crow said guiltily. The boss had repeatedly told him to take good care of the monkey-faced man, but he didn't expect that something happened in the end.

"How did you die? Have you found out?" Yuan Zhisheng's expression remained unchanged, as if he had expected it.

He did not look at the crow, but looked sideways at the torrential rain in Tokyo outside the window, his calm expression making people feel creepy.

"Suicide, he has a denture, and the denture contains poison!" Crow said with an ugly face.

"No inspection beforehand?"

"I checked it myself, but..." Crow hesitated and did not continue. If he continued, he would inevitably give the impression that the boss was making excuses.

In fact, in order to prevent this kind of suicide, they usually check the whole body of the person under surveillance in advance. He personally greeted the monkey-faced man, but at that time they did not find out that this guy had a denture hidden with poison. But now the facts and results

Right before his eyes, the crow sees no point in quibbling, and the result is always better than the eloquence.

"I understand, you can go down." Yuan Zhisheng said calmly, "Let the body be disposed of, and the remaining ones will be released after being investigated by the gang. After all, they are still young people, and everything will follow the rules of the family."

"Yes!" Crow bowed deeply, thinking that although those little brats were underage, they were quite wild. They drove, stole cars, crashed into police officers, and even took drugs and sold them. Some of them even dragged people behind the car.

To drag him to death, this kind of young man might as well be dead. The boss is really kind. He only follows the family rules. To count those guys' good luck, he just cuts off a few fingers and breaks the tendons and tendons of his hands and hamstrings. In the next life,

It is inevitable to turn into waste, but you are still alive at least, right?

The Sheqi Ba family is the main family of the underworld, and they are very tolerant of the people below them. They are the underworld. You can't expect the underworld to abide by the law and be positive every day. The family can only try to maintain the lower limit, but what these little brats did is premature.

The lower limit was exceeded.

The crow turned and left.

"Who in the family works in the Metropolitan Police Department?" Yuan Zhisheng asked behind him.

"The one with the highest position seems to be Ryoma Kotoji of the Ryoma family, who is currently the police chief." Crow recalled quickly.

The Ryoma family is involved in the arms industry. The head of the family, Genichiro Ryoma, was recruited by the Japanese Self-Defense Forces through a special process and became a "First Class Sora" in the Self-Defense Forces Reserves. This military rank is equivalent to that of a colonel in other countries. The rest of the family are also more or less in the Japanese Self-Defense Forces.

He holds a position in the Metropolitan Police Department or the Military Department. The highest-ranking person in the Metropolitan Police Department is Ryoma Qinji.

This has also been Tachibana Masamune's layout for many years. The eight Sheqi families have extended their tentacles to every corner of the country and can use all their power when necessary.

"When you let the young people out, ask Long Ma Qin Er to pick them up in advance." Yuan Zhi said calmly.

Crow was stunned for a moment, thinking that he really didn't know how to evaluate the boss.

Let’s be honest, let’s just pour cement according to Crow’s idea, and save national resources. Let’s be honest, let’s cut off the hands and feet first, and then send them to the Metropolitan Police. With the excellent resumes these guys carry...

Tsk, the crow smacked its beak, nodded and walked out.

After Crow left, Yuan Zhisheng continued to look through the family's internal information.

As his secretary, Sakura has been standing beside him, tall and slender, with attractive curves.

The room with just two people was eerily quiet, the only sound was the turning of pages.

Yuan Zhisheng glanced at the information he had taken from the family priests in front of him one by one. He was not interested in the past of these families, but after learning something, he suddenly wanted to understand the family's past in depth.

"Sakura, I envy Uesugoshi." Minamoto said suddenly.

Sakura's voice was as clear and concise as a mountain spring: "Why?"

"I envy him that he has lived in France since he was a child. He is an authentic Frenchman. What he cherishes is his life in France, not the days after returning to Japan, so he can easily leave and take a moment before leaving. The temple of his family was burned down. He didn't care what would happen to the Sheqi family, nor what would happen to Japan, because this was not his hometown, and there were no people he cherished."

Yuan Zhisheng closed the document and gently stroked the handle of the Spider Cutting knife placed aside.

"I can't be as free and easy as him, so after so many years, I still haven't been able to escape Japan. Instead, I sit higher and higher. I obviously want to leave my family and leave Japan, but these and other fetters are always holding me back. It's like a big net is binding me here."

Speaking of this, he remembered the fierce argument with Caesar under the deep sea, and couldn't help but take a deep breath. Those words seemed to be vivid in his mind, echoing clearly in his mind.

What Caesar said may be true, but what he said at the time was also true. Japan's underworld has long been rooted in the depths of this country, and the Sheqi family is the helmsman who maintains the balance of the underworld world, keeping all struggles within reach. within the control limits.

The evil of human nature is unimaginable. Even a minor child can commit heinous cruelty once swallowed by the darkness in his heart.

The Sheqi family is equivalent to the Sword of Damocles hanging over their heads. Over the years, our family has collected protection fees to maintain the balance of all parties. I can’t say how well it has done, but at least it has allowed many people to live like a human being. As for complete despair, even the qualification to survive is lost.

They are indeed not good people, but at least they receive money to do things. If they don't do some things, how can they expect the government?

Under the Deep Sea, Caesar said that without them to maintain balance, society might enter temporary chaos, but the government would soon intervene, so they were never saviors.

Yuan Zhisheng only agreed with the last sentence.

Reality and ideals are always full of discrepancies, and there is no hope. In the eyes of the government, those shady people at the bottom are not worth saving. The only people in the world who have not given up on them are my family.

Sakura, who was standing aside, knew exactly what the boss was talking about.

In the eyes of Sakura, Crow and others, Yuan Zhisheng is actually a gentle person. This gentleness may be indecisive in the eyes of others, but the three people standing on the same level as Yuan Zhisheng firmly believe that this is gentleness.

It is this tenderness that is why he, who has been clamoring to leave Japan and his family, has not been able to escape this vortex, but has fallen deeply into it.

He is a self-denying and paranoid guy. He has never liked the status of "emperor", but he has always shouldered the corresponding responsibilities, so he always looks tiredly and longingly at the unreachable distance.

In the quagmire of his family, he clenched his knife and stood at the front, unmoved and no one dared to attack him, but there was no way to retreat.

Sakura sometimes wonders, will the young master really escape to France?

France is the escape route he left for himself. Everyone should have an escape route so as not to end up living on the streets with nowhere to go.

He left a path for himself, but the world did not give him the opportunity to walk on this path.

Sakura didn't know how to comfort her boss. Fortunately, Yuan Zhisheng didn't need her comfort. He had long been accustomed to carrying a lot of things alone.

She could only stay by his side silently until the day she had to leave.

She is not good at words and can only express her emotions through companionship.

Yuan Zhisheng didn't notice Sakura's distraction, he looked out the window quietly.

According to Tachibana Masamune, he already knew where his bloodline came from. No wonder the man would say that the bloodline of the Minamoto family was cut off as early as the Meiji Restoration. No wonder the man would say that he is the last of the three clans...

Should he call such a man father?

Yuan Zhisheng recalled what he saw and heard at the ramen stall that rainy night and laughed to himself. He really couldn't say it out loud. He didn't even want to see that man again.

After seeing the true side of that man, the image of "father" was completely disillusioned on his side.

"Sakura, have I told you about my childhood?" He turned to look at Sakura.

"No, if you all have the desire to talk, I'd be happy to listen." Sakura bowed slightly.

"It's great to have you as my secretary." Yuan Zhisheng smiled silently, but his eyes became more and more blurred, "My brother and I have been living in the small town of Shitori for as long as I can remember. We are the adopted sons of a family. Our adoptive father is an ordinary mountain man.

We have never met our biological parents..."

"In school, people often bully us, saying that we are children abandoned by our parents. Every time, I would rush up and beat up these people who speak freely."

"Fortunately, my father, whom I have never met, gave me a good physique and pedigree. No one among my peers can beat me, not even a grade above me. In Japanese schools, you have to avoid being bullied.

You must show yourself to be more vicious than bad, so that no one will dare to bully our brothers."

Yuan Zhisheng paused for a moment when he said this.

He didn't say the next words, he just thought about it silently in his heart.

The boy who is more vicious than a delinquent will also secretly hope that his father will be a hero.

This is the expectation of every child, especially those orphans who have never seen their father. They always imagine that their heroic father will fall from the sky. When they meet, they will hug him fiercely, with the smell of man's tobacco, and burst into tears.

He said, son, let’s go home. Your father and I have built a country for you and I’m waiting for you to inherit it. I kept you outside all these years because I was afraid that some traitor would harm you. Now everything is stable. Your mother has made a table at home.

I'll give you some food to cleanse you from the wind. We won't return home until we're drunk today. By the way, I'll take you to meet your future subordinates...

So at that time, Yuan Zhisheng thought that Tachibana Masamune was his father, otherwise why would he, a city man, always go to the mountains to see him?

Sakura found that Yuan Zhisheng's eyes were a little hazy, as if he was drifting away and caught in some past event.

What Yuan Zhisheng looked at was the dimmed city lights in the heavy rain.

Suddenly he seemed to have returned to the past.

The top of the mountain where he once tentatively asked Tachibana Masamune if he had any children.

The maple leaves were falling in front of the bonfire, and the stars were slowly spinning overhead. The boy mustered up the courage to ask Mr. Masamune if he had any children.

But Mr. Masamune smiled and said that it is really difficult for me to find a woman to have a child. I am interested in adopting a child. If you go to Tokyo, will you and Naomi be willing?

The boy didn't answer, and lowered his head in despair. Compared with his alcoholic adoptive father, Tachibana Masamune was naturally heroic, but Minamoto still wanted to wait for his biological father.

After all, no matter how good others are, how can they compare to their own? Even if that man never comes to visit them.

"At that time, my father often went to the mountains. I initially had a favorable impression of this man who was the only one who showed patience to me. I thought he was my father for a time. But later, when I learned that my father was a gangster, I became righteous.

I immediately felt repelled by him, never talked to him again, and always turned my head away forcefully when we met."

As if thinking of the stubborn young man who claimed to be a righteous friend, Yuan Zhisheng grinned, and Sakura also smiled. It sounded like the parent at that time was already a paranoid child.

"Dad doesn't mind. He still comes to visit my alcoholic adoptive father on weekends. Sometimes he brings me some small gifts, but I just throw the gifts into the trash when I go out."

"One time my father came from the mountains with candles and cakes. During the dinner party, he suddenly took out the cake, put the candles on it, lit it, brought it to me and said he wished me a happy birthday. I had never celebrated my birthday before that, because I never knew that I

When is my birthday, I have never eaten my own birthday cake.”

"Then my adoptive father said that I was going to adopt me and go to Tokyo. Today is our new starting point."

Yuan Zhisheng suddenly fell silent.
To be continued...