bullyxtreme Chapter 225-224- A New Storm Has Appeared
Chapter 225-224- A New Storm Has Appeared
Chapter 225-224- A New Storm Has Appeared
"No, it's not like that."
Pisco hastened to speak out.
"Gin already mentioned you to me, Keshwasser, do you need a new car?"
His voice was steady, but there was a trace of respect in the depth of his words.
It's not that he cowardly...
Think about it, a person who dares to call Gin "Qin Jiang" as if nothing happened, can only be a ruthless person like Gin, who kills without blinking an eye, and other members can't afford to offend.
If it doesn't work well, it may have the same status as Gin.
Such a No. [-] person, if I don't show some respect, I'm afraid it will be very troublesome.
Moreover, although his status is high, he only has the power at the business and political level in the organization. Offending such a character who kills people at the slightest disagreement may only lead to death.
Therefore, with the mentality that more things are worse than less things, Pisk's attitude towards Bai Chuanyu is very polite.
"Well, well, I heard that you are the chairman of the car company, and you came here to enjoy the benefits of the wave system."
"..."
Pisk's eyes twitched.
God, what kind of system benefits...
This Keshwasser, perhaps unexpectedly, is a very humorous, talkative, and informal person.
He was thinking like this, and with a serious tone, he asked without putting on airs: "Are there any special requirements for car model selection and modification requirements?"
"...In the end, I'm still in charge of the company. It's not a problem to dig out a few designers and make the drawings as quickly as possible."
Bai Chuanyu was actually quite surprised by Pisk's polite attitude.
The core members of the organization are either cold-blooded and ruthless killing machines, or neuropathy with problematic brain circuits...
It is really rare to see such a kind old man who speaks human language and handles human affairs like Pisk.
Adhere to the principle of reaching out and not hitting people with smiling faces.
Bai Chuanyu smiled on the phone:
"It's not impossible. The nature of my work is not suitable for high-profile. An ordinary car is fine. The less conspicuous the appearance and color, the better."
"...Also, there is no need for modification. This car may not be able to drive for a few days. If it is overturned by a bomb, any modification is useless."
Hearing this, Pisk expressed understanding.
It is estimated that the other party just wants a means of transportation, not a cool and decent "mount".
This Keshwasser, who has very little demand for cars, is completely the kind of person who doesn't know how to cherish cars, and buys another one when one breaks down.
It will not be maintained as carefully as gin, and it will be opened as a treasure.
In a few words, he almost accurately guessed Bai Chuanyu's needs.
"I see, when will I..."
Without waiting for Pisk to finish—
"anytime."
"...You call the intelligence office in Tokyo, and then send someone to drive the car, saying that you can just find the intelligence dealer." Bai Chuan said leisurely.
Just as Pisk was about to respond, he suddenly froze and opened his mouth wide subconsciously.
Before answering the phone, he only knew that Keshwasser was a member of an organization similar to Gin...
But I didn't expect that the other party turned out to be a well-known information dealer in Tokyo's underground world!
It's okay for a capitalist of his level.
Most of the capitalists who are a little worse than him have dealt with intelligence dealers, and about half of these capitalists have been caught by intelligence dealers.
Such a No. [-] guy, who can mix black and white in Tokyo, doesn't know when he became a member of the organization?Or is there a code-named level?
Pisk took a deep breath and thought for a moment.
In the end, the reverence for gin and the respect for Keshwasser in my heart turned into a deep fear of the organization.
"I see, I will arrange this as soon as possible."
After solemnly speaking, the two exchanged some polite words, and the phone was finally hung up.
After hanging up the phone, the first thing Pisk did was to call the secretary and personally tell him about this important work.
That's the intelligence house.
Even without the vest of an organization member, Pisk, from the standpoint of a capitalist, would not take the initiative to provoke someone.
Search the information on the computer.
Afterwards, Pisk opened the drawer and rummaged through it.
After a long time, he found a business card of the intelligence agency in an inconspicuous corner of the drawer.
"Have it!"
He saved the number on the card into his address book.
——To investigate the origin of this business card, it was given to him by a capitalist surnamed Gu at a banquet not long ago.
Pisk stored the number of the business card of the intelligence agency and the number that Shirakawa Yu just called into the phone.
Then, he twisted his neck, and raised his head to look at the sky that was much darker by the neon lights of the city.
"Hey, I'd better be more careful these days."
Frequent bombings.
Up-and-coming local gangsters.
Agave that was inexplicably killed.
FBI.
Belmode, who lost his voice.
And then this time Kashwaser...
"The troubles of the organization have always been pervasive..."
Pisk's old voice murmured.
Recently, there have been many major events.
The city seems to be a bit black and white.
...or in other words, what kind of big storm is coming?
Pisk knew that it was useless to worry about the sky, so he looked away from the hazy and ambiguous sky.
……
a few hours later.
In the courtyard of Bai Chuanyu's residence, or the intelligence house, there was an extra black Baling.
In Bai Chuanyu's sight, a man in a suit came over respectfully.
"Hello, sir, I am here to deliver the car under the order of Director Masuyama."
The man in the suit is Pisk's secretary.
Unexpectedly, this old guy was sincere enough to ask his secretary to go there in person.
After the man in the suit introduced himself, Bai Chuanyou listened to the other party talk a lot about the car, and a lot of compliments, before finally handing over the car keys to him.
Bai Chuanyu used [Analysis] to scan.
There was nothing wrong with the car that he could pick out, and Pisk hadn't tampered with it in any way.
There's not much to say about this.
From that phone call, he knew that Pisk didn't have any malice towards him, so naturally he wouldn't have nothing to do to bully him.
Of course, the formalities and license plates for the car were also handled with astonishing efficiency.
Bai Chuanyou had to lament the power of capital again.
After the man in the suit was picked up by his subordinate's car, Bai Chuanyu parked the car in the garage in the yard.
As soon as he entered the room, Tachibana Maya's attention was attracted.
She looked at the direction in which the man in the suit left the car, and was a little surprised:
"That person is a high-level executive of Baling Company, right? In the middle of the night, he actually gave you a car in person?"
"...Speaking of which, do you still know the senior management of Baling Company?"
Bai Chuanyou glanced at Tachibana Maya: "I just met the chairman of their company today, and I had a good conversation with him on the phone, so I want a car by the way."
Tachibana Maya paused for a moment in surprise.
The chairman of Baling Corporation... that is already a very powerful big capitalist, and he is among the top few in the country.
Just when Tachibana Maya wanted to continue asking, the electric bell in the room rang.
"Xiaoju, go and open the door."
After Bai Chuanyou heard it, he leaned on the sofa decadently, and raised his chin towards the door.
"..." Tachibana Maye frowned slightly, walked to the door, and checked the outside world with the peephole attached to the door.
At this time, the sky was completely dark.
But with the faint light at the door of the house, she could still see the visitor clearly.
A deep and dark figure stood outside the door, with dark green eyes piercing through the gaps of the cat's eyes, staring at Tachibana Maye sharply and sternly.
Looking at the figure standing outside the door, Tachibana Maya hesitated for a while.
An indescribable, instinctive sense of fear occupied her body.
Taking two steps back, Tachibana Maya rarely asked for Shirakawa Yu's opinion:
"Hey, do you want to open the door? It's a man in his 30s."
"Wearing a knitted hat, with dark green eyes, a troubling figure like a soldier or a special police..."
……
Ask for a monthly ticket——!
(End of this chapter)