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Gravekeeper
Gao Zhi didn't delve into the meaning behind my words. He said, "After the leader of the Shankou Gang was captured, the gang split into three factions. One is the Hawk Faction, which is pushing for the militarization of the Shankou Gang. The second is the Pro-American Faction, which is naturally supported by the Americans. The last faction is the centrist group, which aims to maintain the status quo of the Shankou Gang, neither developing military power nor opposing the American forces. The leader of this centrist faction is named Okamoto, and I have some connections with him."
"Ah!" I sensed a hint of significance in Gao Zhi's words; he had finally gotten to the point.
Gao Zhi gave a wry smile and said, "You guessed it, right? This Okamoto was previously hunted by the Hawk Faction. It was I who had members of the Great Fortune Gang rescue him. When the Hawk Faction came to demand him back, I directly drove them away. Now Okamoto has returned to the Shankou Gang, and he currently leads the largest faction within it. So, in reality, Okamoto is now in control of the Shankou Gang. As for that old man from the Hawk Faction, Izumi Ichiro, he holds a grudge against me and has hired a sorcerer to set this trap for me. Not only does he want to kill me, but he also wants to take out my son—what a bastard!"
After listening to Gao Zhi's account, I was completely stunned. I couldn't help but applaud him. "Brother Gao, you're impressive! It turns out you're even more formidable than the Shankou Gang; you've even saved their leader!"
Gao Zhi smiled bitterly. "Don't make light of it. I just want to quietly run my business. Now Izumi Ichiro wants me dead; it's frustrating. Even if I escape this time, who knows if that lunatic will send a sniper after me next time? Damn it..."
I could understand Gao Zhi's frustration. This was Japan; offending the Shankou Gang here meant there would be nowhere to hide. With over a hundred million people in this small country, no matter where you went, you'd be discovered. Once discovered, it would only be a matter of time before the Shankou Gang found out.
I nodded and said, "Brother Gao, although you're in quite a bit of trouble now, don't you still hold an advantage?"
"What advantage?" Gao Zhi looked at me with a puzzled expression as he sipped his tea.
I replied, "Right now, Izumi Ichiro still doesn't know that you've broken his blood coffin spell. He must be waiting for you to die on your own. Plus, he has no idea that you've uncovered his scheme. According to ancient wisdom, the best defense is offense. So while Izumi Ichiro is still unaware, why not organize an offensive and take him out?"
Gao Zhi smiled at that and gave me a thumbs-up. "Brother, you're right! We can't avoid this; we have to face it head-on. The Japanese are narrow-minded; Izumi Ichiro won't rest until I'm dead. So I need to strike first. Regardless, I owe you one for helping me find Yang Nianguo. Rest assured that as long as this guy is still in Japan and he's Chinese, I'll definitely track him down." With that, Gao Zhi glanced at his watch.
I knew that when it came to assassination matters like this, Gao Zhi was far more skilled and shrewd than I was. He was already thinking about how to retaliate. I stood up and said, "Brother Gao, I won't stay any longer; there's nothing more I can do here. I'll head back to that teahouse."
Gao Zhi nodded and said, "I'll have someone drive you back. I need to meet with Okamoto now; we have to act by tomorrow at the latest. If Izumi Ichiro discovers anything before then, it will be too late."
I didn't linger on those thoughts as Gao Zhi arranged for someone to drive me back to the teahouse.
In the teahouse, I saw Lin Fan, who was boredly watching Japanese news. She didn't understand it, so she was just casually glancing at the screen. When she noticed I had returned, Lin Fan let out a sigh of relief. "Song Fei, I thought you weren't coming back today."
I sat down next to Lin Fan. "What would I do if I didn't come back?"
Lin Fan pouted and tilted her head to look at me. "Of course, you'd go soak in a hot spring."
"Soaking in a hot spring?" I looked at Lin Fan. "What's so fun about that?"
Lin Fan laughed and said to me, "Oh, Song Fei, are you pretending or do you really not know? Here, soaking in hot springs is usually done together by men and women, and I've heard some people don't wear clothes at all."
I was taken aback for a moment, then rolled my eyes. "Not interested. Besides, in Japanese adult films, no one wears clothes either. Why would I want to see that in a hot spring?"
Lin Fan playfully slapped my arm and laughed. "You're something else!"
This area was considered the outskirts of Tokyo. At night, it wasn't very bustling. Since it was our first time in Japan, we didn't dare go out alone at night for fear of running into those delinquents again. So we just had a casual dinner at the teahouse and went to sleep.
Adjusting to the time difference here wasn't too hard; after a good sleep, I felt completely refreshed. After getting up, I glanced at Lin Fan sleeping beside me. It seemed she hadn't been disturbed by any nightmares last night. I thought about it and figured it might be related to being in Japan; after all, that Ghost Fetus was from Japan, so perhaps it calmed down once we arrived.
I got up to wash up and then turned on the TV out of boredom. The morning news from Tokyo was playing, and it seemed quite chaotic; there appeared to be some sort of attack happening somewhere.
I paused for a moment while yawning and walked to the front of the teahouse. There, a female staff member was watching the news; she was Chinese but lived and worked in Japan. I nodded at her and asked, "Sister, what's happening in the news?"
The staff member smiled at me and replied, "The news reports that last night there was an explosion at a hotel near Yasukuni Shrine. The police initially suspect it was caused by Koreans because the last explosion in the restroom at Yasukuni Shrine was also done by Koreans. However, there is currently no evidence."
I was taken aback for a moment and asked, "Were there any casualties?"
"Two of them are dead, right? One of them seems pretty impressive. Look at this scene, so many people in black suits standing here. The one who died must be some Black Society leader or something," the clerk said to me.
As soon as I heard that, I understood immediately. It seemed Gao Zhi was indeed formidable. He had aimed to take out Izumi Ichiro last night, and now he had succeeded. Moreover, he managed to frame it on the Korean side, which was truly impressive.
I just smiled and said nothing more.
Sure enough, by the afternoon, I was in my room listening to music when suddenly the door creaked open. Gao Zhi stood at the entrance, excitedly calling out to me, "Hey, Song Fei, brother! Let’s go drink!"
"Did you succeed?" I asked.
Gao Zhi grinned and replied, "That guy was bound to have bad luck. The hotel he was staying at belongs to Okamoto Holdings. I discussed it with Okamoto, and we went ahead with it, conveniently pushing the blame onto the Korean side. Now there’s basically no problem left. Abe is furious; even if he wants to investigate now, it’s useless. With Izumi Ichiro dead, if he doesn’t cooperate with Okamoto, his position as Prime Minister won’t be secure."
I gave Gao Zhi a thumbs up. "Listening to you makes it seem like dealing with the Japanese Prime Minister is easy."
Gao Zhi laughed, "That’s just an illusion! Alright, let’s go; no more politics! We’re just going to drink! Come on." He led me out of the tea house and into the car. After about half an hour, we stopped at the entrance of a narrow alley.
I looked down the alley; the signs hanging there were all about things like Fashion Club. I couldn’t understand what they meant, but I could still recognize many Chinese characters.
"This alley is so narrow?" I looked at Gao Zhi. "You’ve got to be kidding me. I thought you would take me to one of Tokyo's best hotels for Japanese cuisine."
Gao Zhi patted my shoulder. "Brother, you’re my and My Son’s savior! How could I treat you poorly? Honestly, those Japanese dishes aren’t that great; they pale in comparison to our Chinese food. Where I'm taking you now is a unique Japanese tavern that you can’t find back home. Let’s go!" With a sly grin, Gao Zhi parked the car and walked into the alley.
Suddenly, it clicked for me, and I got excited. Ah, indeed, Gao Zhi understands a man's heart best! I quickly followed him into the alley.
As we entered the alley, Gao Zhi walked leisurely with his hands behind his back. I followed him, chuckling, "You really understand us men, Gao!"
Gao Zhi laughed and glanced at the bag I was carrying. "Your outfit is too tacky. If you go in like that, the women inside will look down on you. Put the bag in the car."
I waved my hand dismissively. This bag was filled with ghost-catching tools; I couldn't just leave it behind. "It's a professional habit. No worries, there's something precious in this bag. Do you think they'll dare to look down on me?"
Gao Zhi rolled his eyes at me and whispered, "In our line of work, it's illegal in China and very chaotic. But in Japan, especially here in Tokyo, there are rules. High-class women are attractive and provide excellent service; their status is quite high. Although they can't be compared to the famous courtesans of ancient China, they're not far off. Take AV actresses for example; they do quite well in Japan and often appear on TV shows."
I chuckled lightly, rubbing my hands together. "Gao, to be honest, this is my first time seeking Sister Xiao. I'm a bit nervous."
Gao Zhi patted my shoulder. "Don't worry; tonight will be sleepless but take it slow. Also, when we drink later, don't be overly surprised or shy because these two women took a lot of effort for me to bring here. You see, I'm still a good guy, right? After being tormented by female ghosts for over a month, I'm still here bringing you along. That shows I'm loyal."
"Of course! You have to be loyal!" I laughed. Although I was smiling, I truly appreciated Gao Zhi's kindness. After all, this guy had been messed with by female ghosts in his dreams for over a month; he probably couldn't even get it up anymore, yet he still brought me here—clearly all for my sake.
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