Dragon Clan: I am Lu Mingfei, the Intelligence Strategist, the God of Concepts!

Chapter 125 Hercules... and the Boarding Battle?
A desolate reef off the coast of Karatsu, Saga Prefecture.

It rained lightly last night, and the sandy ground covered with pebbles looked dark and gloomy.

Xi Jinglan was stomped hard into the sand by a size 45 foot.

Sobbing, struggling.

He could vaguely hear the cartilage between his cervical vertebrae wailing, with only the hard bone still struggling to support the fragile blood vessels and nerve canals.

"Damn it, why did I have to rush to a place like this so early in the morning, and do this kind of thing? I shouldn't have worn those Ferragamo handcrafted leather shoes! Otherwise, the blood splattering on the shoes might ruin the fine old crocodile skin!"

"You know, these human traffickers who use smuggling boats to sell people are all bad people; the blood flowing in their veins stinks!" the man complained loudly, while increasing the force of his kicks.
Press down.

"Still not confessing! Still not confessing! Still not confessing!"

The sand, soaked with rainwater and carrying the salty smell of the sea breeze, clogged Xi Jinglan's mouth and nostrils.

He couldn't breathe; a sweet, metallic smell rose up from his trachea, indicating that his ruptured alveoli were bleeding.

He actually really wanted to say something.

They've all sunk to the level of human trafficking; where are the real tough guys? But this man didn't even give him a chance to speak!
Xi Jinglan is the head of the human trafficking boat. Unlike Nakajima Tagawa, he specializes in human trafficking and has been in the business for a longer time. They are both insiders and veterans in the industry.

If Nakajima Tagawa saw him, he might even have to call him "Nishikyo-sensei".

Xi Jinglan used to be involved in the underworld, so when he was stopped by this speedboat with his family's insignia this morning, he immediately chose to surrender.

In the Japanese underworld, no one can resist the authority of the head family.
The Hebi-Hachi family is like an ancient royal family in the Japanese underworld, ruling the entire underground world. Every year, all kinds of underworld organizations, big and small, have to pay "tribute" to the Hebi-Hachi family. The source of these tributes is the money that the underworld organizations earn through "gambling," "houses," and "building," and most of it is not so honorable.

Including the 'Songzhu Society' to which he belonged, whose main business was fishing (smuggling and human trafficking). They never missed any of the annual offerings, big or small.

He thought it was just a simple routine inquiry.

But to everyone's surprise, they didn't say anything at all! They took a speedboat, towed him to this uninhabited island, beat him up, and then stomped him into the sand.

Xi Jinglan was going crazy. Was this guy really interrogating her? Or was he just enjoying the sadistic pleasure? There's a method to interrogation, you know! At least make sure the person can talk!
at last,

It seems someone has realized the problem.

"Yaksha, we need to save time and can't waste too much time on him."

A man who appeared refined and easygoing, but was actually full of murderous intent, pushed his companion who was stepping on Xi Jinglan. His strong forearm was covered with tattoos.

"alright."

Yaksha sighed, "Crow, you go."

With her size 45 foot finally loosened up, Xi Jinglan turned over like a dead fish, her nose bleeding profusely, as if a dye shop had been opened, mixed with black mud and sand.

slam-la-

Another large bucket of wet sand was poured over his head, soaking Xi Jinglan to the bone. As he choked on his breath again, his dazed mind finally returned somewhat.

"Xi Jinglan, 48 years old this year, dropped out of junior high school and fished in Hokkaido for three years. Dissatisfied with poverty, he went south to Tokyo to develop his career, but became even poorer. Eventually, through an introduction, he joined the yakuza 'Shochiku-kai' and began the highly profitable human smuggling industry. Ten years ago, with the assistance of the 'Akagi-kai', he began to get involved in human trafficking, including but not limited to women and children, but the whereabouts of the trafficked people are unknown..."

Crow recited Xi Jinglan's resume and file as if they were his own, even more complete than the records kept by the Personal Information Supervision Committee. Then he recited Xi Jinglan's bank account and even the balance of the deposits in it.

In front of their own family,
Or rather, in front of Princess Kaguya, the cloud computing system independently developed by the Ganryu Research Institute under the Miyamoto family.

Xi Jinglan has no secrets; it can be said that his entire past has been thoroughly investigated from birth to the present.

People in the underworld say that our clan is like Amaterasu, the goddess of mythology, whose radiance shines upon the world. You can't hide anything from their eyes. The only difference is whether the gods are willing to care.

"You'd better tell us the truth. We can be busy, but we can also be very free."

The crow's cries were soft, but the threat within them was so clear and distinct that it sent chills down one's spine.

In previous missions, Yaksha was the vanguard general charging into battle, while Crow was the strategist planning everything. The two of them played good cop and bad cop, cooperating countless times. They were the right-hand men and capable assistants of the Executive Bureau Director, Genjiro.

"I'll...I'll confess! I'll confess everything! But...go ahead and ask!"

Xi Jinglan lay on the ground, panting heavily, and finally roared out his resentment in a hoarse voice.

He felt like he had the worst day ever. Not only was the 'goods' in this human trafficking deal completely untouchable, but he was also captured and tortured by these two perverted men!
Go ahead and ask! Ask away!

If you ask me on the beach, I'll confess on the beach; if you ask me on the speedboat, I'll confess on the speedboat; if you ask me on the deck, I'll confess on the deck!
But... you have to ask!

How would I know what you want to know if you don't ask me?
The crow glanced at the yaksha with a puzzled look. The yaksha shrugged, and the crow turned away speechlessly, saying nothing more.

If you forgot to ask, then so be it. It's not too late to ask now.

Consider it a free beating to Xi Jinglan, since we'll be giving him a private seat at the underwater restaurant later anyway.

Indeed, in their hearts, Xi Jinglan's fate had already been sealed.

Japan is the only country in the world that allows organized crime groups to exist legally. The law only prosecutes criminals, not criminal organizations. The Shekihachi family are the managers of the Japanese underworld, but that doesn't mean they condone all underworld activities. If someone breaks the "rules of the trade," they will also face brutal retaliation.

Now that Xi Jinglan is helping the Fierce Ghost Clan 'smuggle high-level hybrids,' it's equivalent to breaking the biggest rule of the trade.

After a while.

They got a name as they wanted.

"Hercules?" Yaksha was taken aback. "Isn't that Hercules from Greek mythology?"

"It must be the code name of some super hybrid. There are many terrifying guys in the Ghost Clan, but the King still needs to find reinforcements outside, which means this guy is ridiculously strong."

The crow remembered the name and flew away into the distance.

He also took the opportunity to report to his young master, who was far away in Tokyo, via satellite phone.

"Hey, young master, we've found out. There's a guy named Hercules who came from the Americas, but he broke away from the human trafficking ship early yesterday morning and may have already swum into our territory..."

The crows' cries faded into the distance.

The Yaksha remained stationary, tapping the sand with his toes as if to stretch his muscles.

Looking at the Yaksha with a ferocious grin on his face, who was closing in on him step by step...
Xi Jinglan was suddenly startled. He finally realized his predicament and began to beg for mercy. "I... I've confessed everything! You... you can give me all the money! Please! Spare my life, I still have a lot of gold bars hidden!"

"I will never be a human trafficker again! I was too greedy, I will definitely repent... I will strictly abide by the family's rules and regulations from now on..."

however,
In response to him,

Only the Yaksha's happy and joyful song and the shovel being pulled at him could be heard.

"The dock was my father's carrying pole, and my brother and I stood at either end of it..."

Snapped!
"Waves are like a mother's buttons..."

Snapped!
"Ow—"

Amidst Xi Jinglan's continuous wails.

His limbs were broken one by one, and his hands were also broken by the sharp edge of the shovel.

Immediately,

The Yaksha leisurely carried Xi Jinglan's severed leg and dragged him towards the vast sea not far away.

……

After making the call, Crow returned with a somber expression and equally heavy steps.

"What's wrong?" Yaksha asked, puffing on his cheap cigarette with amusement.

A cigarette afterwards is an essential part of the process.

The wind blowing from the sea grew colder and colder. He gazed at Xi Jinglan, whose limbs were broken, as he gradually sank into the sea with the waves.

The crow sighed, but had no interest in appreciating the scenery before it. "It's not over yet. There have been many smuggling boats of all kinds these past few days. We need to search them one by one. It's an order from the young master."

Hearing this,

Yaksha's expression changed slightly, and he almost dropped the cigarette in his hand.

He knew what this order meant. Usually, as a precaution, those human smuggling ships disguised as cargo ships, cruise ships, or all sorts of other vessels would not wait until they docked at a regular port before unloading their 'cargo'.

Instead, they would choose to drop them off at sea when they were close to land.

This also means that if you want to truly achieve the goal of 'searching', you must intercept them at sea in advance.

This is incredibly difficult!

After all, many smuggling boats choose to set sail at night, turn off their navigation lights, silence their AIS signals, and even cover their hulls with black cloth. How could they possibly be found one by one?

Does this mean I'll have to stay at sea for the next few days...? I'm still wearing my leather shoes!
"What about Hercules? Shouldn't we just leave him be?"

Yaksha is trying to find himself an easier job.

“We can’t control him. This person is at least A-rank, and may have even taken the Ghost Clan’s ‘evolution drug.’ He’s an A-rank hybrid who can go berserk at any time. In an encounter, only the young master can deal with this kind of enemy,” Raven said.

"All right……"

Yaksha's expression was conflicted, torn between a pair of leather shoes and his own life.

Ultimately, he wisely chose the latter.

"Let's split up," the crow sighed. "There's no other way in these extraordinary times. It's better to work a little harder than to let them sneak in."

“Another smuggling ship will pass by here in the evening. The smuggler is called Nakajima Tagawa. People in the underworld call him ‘Nakajima the Trustworthy.’ His real name is ‘Ogawa Akihito.’”

The crow continued recounting the intelligence, "This person's family has a history of committing numerous offenses. There shouldn't be too much of a problem on his ship, but it's still better to go and check it out just to be on the safe side."

“I had already contacted him beforehand, and he was very cooperative.”

……

As evening approached, the sun gradually set below the horizon.

The sunrise and sunset at sea are often a must-see for first-time seafarers.

Gradually, the sun set completely, and boundless darkness enveloped the sea.

Lu Mingfei slowly withdrew his gaze from the porthole.

Sailing at sea is often a lonely experience.

The vast blue sea may seem stunning at first glance, but after a while, it can become monotonous and boring.

"Looks like we were lucky; at least nothing unexpected happened."

Judging by the time, the voyage is about 80% complete and nothing has changed.

As Nakajima Tagawa stated.

He has been following this path for many years, and it's been very steady.

Furthermore, Nakajima Tagawa was quite sensible; since Lu Mingfei didn't ring the bell, he didn't even send anyone to bother him once, which saved him a lot of trouble.

"We'll be going ashore tonight, and then we'll need to find a place to stay..."

‘Boom——’

At this moment, Lu Mingfei suddenly opened his eyes.
He keenly sensed the ship sink slightly, then sway, as if several strong grappling hooks had been attached to the gunwale.

The feeling wasn't clear.
If it weren't for his extraordinary lineage, one might mistake it for a slight sway caused by the crashing of waves!
"Have pirates boarded the ship?"

Lu Mingfei subconsciously reached for the instrument case.
"...No, this isn't Somalia!"

(End of this chapter)