Chapter 174 Dust Away, Sunshine Takes Root (Two-in-One, Please Subscribe!)

Frost walked away.

The dignitaries gathered here were silent. They all knew who the lunatic that Gattuso's head of the family said was confused by shit... The only young man on Wall Street who didn't know the inside story fell to the ground. He couldn't help but He knew who Angers was, but he was well aware of the financial resources and iron fist of the Gattuso family.

Because he said too much, he was about to be expelled from the company he founded. The young man from Wall Street felt that his world was spinning and his whole life was about to be ruined.

"Sorry, something happened to the heir, so the acting head of the family was a little rude. Please continue chatting and dining." Patsy bowed, and then said softly to the waiter, "Send that young man from Wall Street back. He will not be there in the future." Will appear at the Gattuso family's mansion."

Patsy quickly caught up with Frost and came to the office. As soon as the heavy soundproof door panel closed, Frost slapped his palm on the expensive desk and roared regardless of his aristocratic image, "Damn Angers, how could he?" Dare you send Caesar on such a dangerous mission?"

"It's because the family tried to remove the principal some time ago, and the relationship between the school board and Angers almost broke off. Since we can attack him, Angers won't care about our opinions. Caesar is a student of Cassel College. Angers is the principal, and he has the right to assign Caesar to complete any task, which is in line with school regulations." Passi said softly.

"But we worked so hard to raise Caesar to be so good, we didn't let that old guy send him to die! I am Caesar's parent, and I have the right to make decisions on my child's safety!" Frost growled. .

"I'm sorry, although you may be dissatisfied, but what I want to remind you is..." Patsy took a deep breath, "According to school rules and family regulations, the head of the Pompeii family is Caesar's parent... You are only representing the head of the family. Taking care of Caesar, at best he can be regarded as an acting guardian...but the acting guardian has no right to stop the academy's tasks."

"Damn it, what kind of breaking of the rules is this!" Frost shouted, "Then notify the Japanese branch! Communicate with them directly across Angers and ask them to terminate this plan in the name of the school board!"

"This method may not work, it should be said that it will not work. The Japanese branch will not care about the school board, and they may not even obey Angers' orders." Passy said, "The Japanese branch is almost independent of the secret party. Yes, that place can’t actually be considered a resident agency at all, because all the members of the Japanese branch are involved in the underworld.”

"A gangster?" Frost glared, "Why is there a gangster organization outside Kassel College?"

“The Japanese branch was not founded after the Kassel Academy.”

"At the beginning of the last century, Lord Mayek, the leader of the secret party, took a ferry to Japan. He found that the mixed race in Japan was fundamentally different from North America. We have an academic system to educate people, and they are simply like a group of savages. , controls almost all black and gray industries in Japan and makes huge profits from them."

"Japan's mixed-race families don't believe in the academy at all. They only care about money and force, and are quite repelled by the combination with the Secret Party. So the two parties reached an agreement that the Japanese mixed-race families will support the academy opened by the Secret Party, on condition that It is the secret party that is not allowed to interfere in the affairs of Japan itself."

"This situation did not improve until the appearance of Principal Angers. During World War II, he set foot on Japanese soil as a US military staff officer and almost single-handedly suppressed the entire Japanese underworld. The mixed-race people there respected him. Japan The branch is finally no longer in name only.”

"What is Angers doing? Participating in some gray industrial chains is already the limit. As the head of a school, he actually cooperates with the underworld?" Frost shouted angrily.

"It's not cooperation. The secret party does not interfere in illegal transactions, and illegal industries are controlled by the Japanese gangsters. The oldest family in the Japanese underworld has eight surnames, called the "Sheqi Eight Families".

"The Sheqi Eight Family never directly intervene in illegal transactions. They are the heads of the Japanese underworld and the law enforcers of the underworld. Just like the commanders and soldiers, almost all Japanese gangs accept their management."

"It can be said that the status of the Sheqi Eight Family in the Japanese gang is equivalent to that of the school board of directors to the secret party. Of course, there are no Japanese gangsters other than the Sheqi Eight Family who are as unruly and outstanding as Principal Angers."

"I've heard about the Snake Qihachi Family. They tried to thwart me when I was bidding for an industrial park in Tokyo, but why didn't anyone tell me that they had this relationship with the Secret Party?" Frost's voice was slightly raised at the end.

"The head of the Pompeii family knew about it. He probably didn't think it was important, so he didn't tell you."

"Not important?" Frost was stunned.

He had replaced Pompey on the school board for fifteen years. During these fifteen years, he had believed that he had all the power in Pompey and that nothing about the secret party could escape his eyes.

It wasn't until today that he was shocked to realize that this college was so strange. There were Angers inside and unruly people, and there were snakes and Qi outside who were beyond his reach. His right to speak could only be to order the professors without titles to be polite during class. Preach and teach students well and resolve doubts?

What made him even more furious was Pompeii. Frost once asked Pompeo to transfer all relevant matters to him, but Pompeo refused. The reason was: "Are the relevant matters you mentioned referring to the small piece of paper given to me when the school board meeting?" My love goes to the beautiful professor," and "Anyway, Ange is definitely hiding something important from you, and what you see may not be true, so why make yourself uncomfortable."

"Also, the Japanese branch is the most stable among the branches. They submit the annual report to the academy on time every year. The annual report shows that there has never been a dragon awakening in Japan. It can be said that we have complete knowledge of the situation there. I don’t understand, Japan is shrouded in an invisible black curtain.” Passi said, “We can’t control them, not the school board, not the college.”

“Call Pompeii and tell him that his son’s life is about to be in danger and ask him to contact Angers to withdraw the order!”

"I contacted you, but I couldn't get in touch. The head of the family is participating in a charity trip called 'Spiritual Journey' in XZ. He will spend a week in a lama temple at the foot of the Himalayas. There is no signal or network there, even if Even riding a horse would take a week because the wheels couldn't move through the thick snow."

"Why did he go to practice?" Frost suspected that he heard wrongly.

What kind of person was Pompeii? He wanted to travel around the world with his mattress, and there had to be a supermodel-level beauty on the mattress, otherwise he wouldn't be able to sleep. I can't imagine what this guy's penance must be like.

"Some time ago, some lamas came to promote it. The head of the family heard words like dual cultivation and lust, so he left with them..."

…

Lu Mingfei stood in front of a Japanese food store, which was on the development line some distance away from the bustling CBD area.

On the high door panel hangs a wooden plaque with red characters of "Tokyo's Izakaya". The all-wood structure gives people the feeling that sunlight can penetrate the wooden boards and fill the room at any time. The ukiyo-e paintings on the exterior walls are exquisite and gorgeous.

But the door was locked, the metal lock handle was covered with a thick layer of dust, and the windows were closed tightly. Through the pulp paper stuck in the middle of the wooden frame of the window, you could vaguely see the darkness inside. This izakaya looked like It has not been open for a long time.

Lu Mingfei's attention shifted from the door lock to the splendid ukiyo-e paintings on the outer wall. After a closer look, he discovered that the ukiyo-e painting, knife carving and ink dyeing here were almost perfect, and the lines were as smooth as The distant mountains and beautiful scenery are embedded in reality, making it magnificent and majestic.

These low-grade brocade paintings, which are far away from pornography and sensuality, cannot be painted by just a random painter on the roadside. This genre of picture books with wide openings and wide closings is mostly used in large-scale mafia halls, halls and ancestral halls. The painter needs sufficient experience and rich skills. Of course, the price is definitely unimaginably expensive.

"You can take photos and group photos, but these wooden boards are not for sale." A voice suddenly sounded from behind.

Lu Mingfei looked back and saw a middle-aged woman who looked like a sanitation worker wearing an orange vest. A broom that was taller than a person was slanted on her arms and shoulders. The woman was brushing away fallen leaves and dust with a slender bamboo tied tightly to the front of the broom. , while looking at Lu Mingfei warily.

"You misunderstood. I'm not here to buy these Ukiyo-e paintings. I'm just here to see the owner of this izakaya." Lu Mingfei explained.

"Do you know the boss here?" The middle-aged woman still lost the vigilance in her eyes.

"I know each other. I was lucky enough to meet Mr. Kenjiro when I came here for dinner last year. He looks very rigid on the outside, but he is a very gentle elder on the inside." Lu Mingfei recalled.

"It's an acquaintance." The middle-aged woman finally smiled.

Lu Mingfei nodded: "I have received gifts from Mr. Kenjiro, but I have never had time to thank him. I happen to be going to Japan soon. I remembered that Mr. Kenjiro's hometown is in Japan, and I just wanted to ask if there is anything I can do to help. .”

"I am the sanitation worker responsible for the sanitation of this street. I have worked here for three years, and I have known Mr. Kenjiro for three years. Sometimes when I work the night shift and this store is closed, Mr. Kenjiro will always stuff some rice balls or eggnog. He has always taken good care of me. Although he speaks with an accent, he is really a nice person." The woman said sincerely.

"Isn't he here? It seems like the izakaya hasn't been open for a long time." Lu Mingfei asked.

"It must have been a month. I seemed to have left in a hurry. I didn't have time to say hello or post a notice. I suddenly closed down a month ago. The door has never been opened again. I don't know when I can come back." ." The middle-aged woman sighed.

"During this period, people often come over and ask if this house is for sale, and if these wall panels are for sale, probably because they are attracted by these beautiful patterns. What's even more outrageous is that some people see that the boss seems to be away all the time, carrying a saw and Wooden Hammer came here in the middle of the night to steal wooden planks, just in time for me to work the night shift, but I drove him away with a broom. If I encounter such an unqualified thief again, I will shake him all over with the ashes in the dustpan to see if he can still Do you dare to come?"

Seeing the middle-aged woman's face full of indignation when she spoke, Lu Mingfei finally understood why the woman put on such a vigilant look when she saw him looking at the ukiyo-e, as if she wanted to call the police and arrest him immediately.

"Thank you, auntie. Since Mr. Kenjiro is not here, I will take my leave now and come back to visit you when I come back from Japan." Lu Mingfei was about to turn around and leave.

"Hey, young man, wait a minute." The middle-aged woman stopped Lu Mingfei. She put the broom and dustpan in the corner of the izakaya and approached Lu Mingfei, looking a little hesitant.

"What's the matter, auntie?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"I heard, I just heard about it." The middle-aged woman lowered her voice, "Didn't someone come and ask if these beautiful wooden boards were for sale some time ago? At that time, I didn't know how expensive this thing was, and I thought to myself, how much does it cost? How much can a piece of wood with a few paintings on it be sold for? I saw that the young man was dressed mysteriously, but quite expensive, so I asked him how much this thing could be sold for. He said it depends on whether the buyer knows the goods. , People who don’t know the goods can only buy it as a beautiful painting, and it costs up to 1,800 yuan per square meter. But if you meet the people who know the goods, it will be a sky-high price!”

"Then what?"

"Then I asked, is this thing inlaid with gold or jade? He said that if this thing were bought by some eight people, gold and jade would be nothing compared to these paintings!" said the middle-aged woman! , "I thought to myself, this is okay, isn't it equivalent to putting a golden mountain on the roadside? So from then on, I sometimes stopped by to take a look even when I wasn't working, just for fear of being noticed by thieves!"

"Eight Families?" Lu Mingfei pondered, "He's talking about... the Eight Families of Sheqi?"

"Oh, yes, yes, that's the name? You know it too?" the middle-aged woman was surprised.

"I just heard about it."

"I didn't know what the Eight Families were, so I kept asking. I couldn't quite understand a lot of what the young man said. What kind of family is this? What kind of ghosts and gods are there? It's so mysterious." The middle-aged woman whispered, "Later, I went back and thought about it. The young man seemed to be saying that Mr. Kenjiro used to be a bad guy and a gangster. He seemed to have killed people and stolen things, and then he came here to hide for more than ten years. What he said was so scary! "

The lines on the middle-aged woman's face were wrinkled together, and her brows were furrowed into a deep frown, filled with deep sorrow.

Lu Mingfei was silent for a while, then said with a smile: "Oh, Auntie, that's all a lie to you! He called Mr. Kenjiro a murderer or something so that he could get the paintings on the wooden boards. Then he can brag again. It’s easy to sell for money!”

"Hey, let me tell you, Mr. Kenjiro doesn't look like a bad person in any way. How could a bad person give me porridge at night?" The woman beamed, "The same goes for that young man. Looking at what he wears, I didn't expect it. He is such a shameless liar, I will chase him away with a broom every time I see him!"

"You are so powerful, auntie. You are very reliable guarding this store!" Lu Mingfei gave a thumbs up.

"Does that need to be said? Your aunt has never read any books. She has worked hard for half her life, so she has plenty of strength!" The middle-aged woman turned back and picked up her broom and dustpan, "Young man, if you meet Mr. Kenjiro, say hello to me. Just tell him to go about his own business without worrying, and I’ll keep an eye on his house for him!”

"No problem!" Lu Mingfei nodded heavily.

This middle-aged woman, who is too ordinary to keep up with the times, may never know what kind of people she has met or what stories she has heard in her whole life. She may also never be able to understand "the Eight Snake Qi Family" and "the main family" in her whole life. What do the words "ghost" and "ghost" symbolize, and what huge waves can they cause in Japan.

The only thing she knew was that she met a nice izakaya owner in a corner of the city, who could lend her a little warmth every long and difficult late night, and that was enough.

So she felt grateful, and would be particularly serious every time the long broom brushed across the road around the izakaya. The fallen leaves and dust were swept away, and the sunshine seemed to take root in her heart.