No one understands the laws of Collider better than me.

Kitahara Masaki grabbed the cell phone; the caller ID read 'Mahjong Enthusiast No. 1'.

Gin?

Gin, Vodka, Chianti, and Cohen are arguably the most hardworking members of the Black Organization in Japan. This is because the Black Organization's infiltration of Japan is not as extensive as in the United States, so these four field agents have an unparalleled number of appearances, leading Kitahara Masaki to call them the "Neon Mahjong Quartet."

"Hey? What's up so early in the morning?"

"Today is Sunday, so you shouldn't need to go to the Metropolitan Police Department. Therefore, there is an organizational task that you need to complete today. I will report your task record to that person truthfully afterwards."

If you don't come, you'll be in big trouble, right? Gin, you just wait.

Kitahara Masaki fell silent for a moment, then replied:

"If you need police patrol routes, I can get them for you; if you need to delete surveillance footage that captured you, I can also help you destroy it... But why do I, with my current status, still have to go out on field duty?"

"Because we don't have enough manpower."

Yes, the reasons are very valid. Kitahara Maki can see that he, as Yabun-e, has also joined the mahjong four-person group. It seems that no matter which world it is, it is a very normal thing for the Four Heavenly Kings to have five people.

"Where is the location? What are we going to do?"

"You will need to disguise yourself and enter a building. Porter will explain the specific details of the mission; I will only be responsible for commanding the mission."

The implication is that you'd better get over here right now, whether you want to or not.

Gin, you're so despicable.

After arriving at the designated location, Kitahara Masaki, disguised as an ordinary office worker, met Potter again. It had been quite some time since their last meeting, but Potter had not contacted Kitahara Masaki. She thought Potter didn't need Kitahara Masaki, but it seemed that she had finally gotten her chance.

"Ahem, Yawenyi, you said last time that I could contact you if I needed anything. I believe that statement still holds true, right?"

"Of course, it is my honor to serve such a beautiful lady."

Gin chuckled, about to say something, when he saw Kitahara Masaki raise the international friendship gesture. He was so angry that his veins bulged, but then he seemed to think of something and held back from lashing out on the spot.

Potter was somewhat surprised to see such a hostile relationship between the two top fighters of the Japanese branch. Little did he know that although Kitahara Masaki and Gin were incompatible in personality, the boss would have a different opinion if Kitahara Masaki had a good relationship with Gin. The boss, who was quick to suspect people of being traitors, had the same paranoia as Cao Cao, but lacked Cao Cao's magnanimity. Therefore, Kitahara Masaki had to act as if he had a bad relationship with Gin.

Kitahara Masaki seemed unwilling to argue with Gin any further, so he stepped forward, took Potter's hand, and pulled her to sit down to discuss the mission.

"Well... it's like this. The zaibatsu that targeted Yan Jiansan before, the one that even hired assassins to keep an eye on Yan Jiansan's grandson Yan Qiufu. Even after we took over the Yan family's factory, they still wouldn't give up. They even planned to hold a meeting today—the topic being how to deal with me, this troublemaker from the United States. They even invited high-ranking members of the Hojo Alliance of the Tokyo Yakuza, intending to use force against our employees to make us submit."

Wow, these people are really fearless.

"So now we're going to teach them a lesson: some money is too hot to handle, not something you monkeys can afford, right?"

"That's roughly the idea, but before we take action, we need to gather information about their conversation. So someone has to infiltrate their meeting place beforehand. Although our Japanese branch has no shortage of combat personnel, the only people who can handle both disguise and combat are you and Vermouth. Since I can't contact Vermouth, I can only ask you for help."

"Oh, no problem. I really enjoy this kind of mission."

After Potter finished explaining what had happened, two people arrived at that moment, a man and a woman, Cohen and Chianti.

Chianti has a butterfly tattoo on her left eye and wears heavy eyeshadow. Her short hair is dyed a deep red, and the atmosphere around her already indicates that she is a crazy killer. It can be said that her hobby is sniping. When I was on a mission with her before, she said, "I like to see the target in the scope fall backward. It would be even better if their heads could explode like watermelons."

Cohen, on the other hand, is a taciturn sniper who is extremely disciplined in his duties. Compared to the flamboyant Chianti, he is more like a civil servant assassin. He does the job when he gets a mission, and collects the money when he finishes it. Basically, when he is on a mission in the United States, all he talks about is the mission and he doesn't talk about any personal interests or hobbies. Kitahara Masaki understands from his reserved nature that Cohen is actually the most troublesome person because he really doesn't know what Cohen is thinking.

"Sorry, sorry, it took a while to prepare the sniper rifle. Gin, you don't mind, do you?"

Although she apologized verbally, her tone was sarcastic. Chianti had no good feelings towards either Gin or Vermouth. Ultimately, she was just unconvinced. All she wanted was to surpass Shuichi Akai and Masaki Kitahara in sniping. However, for Masaki Kitahara, the reason he practiced sniping so frantically was not because he liked it, but simply to complete more system achievements as quickly as possible.

So when Kitahara Masaki saw Chianti, he knew things were going badly. If he were also assigned a sniper mission, Chianti would definitely challenge him to a duel, and then Cohen would be the referee. They had tried this a few times during his time in the United States, but it always made the mission more complicated. As a result, Kitahara Masaki didn't really want to go on a mission with Chianti, but now it seemed like another big operation was about to begin.

"Very good, now that everyone is here, let's talk about the specific details of the mission."

Seeing that the atmosphere seemed to be getting awkward again, Potter quickly stepped in to act as a peacemaker. She had previously thought that Gin, as a veteran member of the organization, should be well-liked, but it turned out that everyone just knew him and had various opinions about him.

Hmm... I must report this situation to the boss after this mission is over.

Gin is an unpopular man, while Yavin is getting along well with the other field agents, and even Chianti has developed a liking for him...

Unfortunately, he has now disguised himself, so we can no longer see his handsome face.

Chapter 179 Will a virtual rich kid dream of cyber gangsters?

"Excuse me."

Dressed in a suit and sporting a buzz cut, Kitahara Masaki was glad he had prepared his disguise in advance, otherwise he would have had to wear a hat to work at the Metropolitan Police Department if he really shaved his head.

"Hey! Add some more alcohol over here."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

Upon hearing this, Kitahara Masaki, disguised as a low-level yakuza, picked up a bottle and went to pour himself a drink.

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The targets of this operation were a group of high-ranking gangsters and a bunch of capitalists coveting the Yan family's factory. This group planned to have a good meal and drinks before discussing their plans, unaware that Potter had already learned of their meeting place and that their conversation was being overheard by the Black Organization. A bunch of fools who thought they could solve their problems by using these rabid dogs of the underworld were completely oblivious to the fact that they had provoked a criminal organization capable of surviving under the combined pressure of US intelligence agencies.

Meanwhile, the guy Kitahara Masaki was impersonating was arrested while sleeping at home this morning. He was then interrogated by Yawenyi, Gin, and Chianti. In less than an hour, this minor character, who was originally in charge of meeting chores, revealed his childhood nickname.

An hour later, after Kitahara Masaki had learned some of his speaking habits and accent, he asked Gin to take him swimming in Tokyo Bay.

Over the next day, Kitahara Masaki naturally had to play the role of a minor yakuza character, 'Murata Yasuhiro'.

After disguising himself, Kitahara Masaki immediately went to the scene, and no one suspected anything. Kitahara Masaki's acting skills were honed under Vermouth's tutelage; how could a group of yakuza notice anything amiss? However, before entering the target building, he needed to undergo a thorough body search, which involved passing through three security gates. Kitahara Masaki carried nothing and went straight in.

But for Porter, who had been preparing for a month in advance, this was not a problem.

Although Kitahara Maki entered the neon-style building empty-handed, he quickly found a package with a pre-arranged mark in the bushes in the courtyard. Inside were tools Kitahara Maki had prepared for eavesdropping, but unfortunately, the package only contained eavesdropping tools; not even a small knife could be found.

This was also the hiding place that Potter had told Kitahara Masaki in advance. They threatened one of the chefs here and made him send the package in several days ahead of schedule.

Once he received the equipment, Kitahara Masaki was quickly put to work as a waiter.

For the sake of secrecy, the underworld had deployed several layers of security today and even searched out members of the gang who had been doing bad things since birth to rule out the possibility of police infiltrators. However, they were completely unaware that a man with superb disguise skills had already come to their side and was diligently wiping the table.

The magic tricks that I learned from Kaito over a long time finally came in handy today. The listening devices were evenly distributed around the venue, and I believe that Potter and the others will soon be able to hear the sounds coming from the listening devices.

"Kid, come over here and bring this dish up to them!"

To maintain secrecy, they used gangsters as waiters and didn't allow any 'unrelated people' to enter. As a result, there weren't enough people to serve as waiters, especially since there were quite a few big eaters. Kitahara Masaki had already met several gang leaders who were listed in the Metropolitan Police Department's files at the meeting. They were all skilled gangsters under the Hojo Alliance. It was estimated that the conglomerates that wanted to seize the Yan family's assets planned to assign tasks today and urge the gangsters to take action as soon as possible.

Although many prominent figures from the underworld came, the conglomerate side mainly consisted of senior secretaries and one or two spoiled rich kids who wanted to broaden their horizons. It's clear that Japan's traditional underworld is gradually declining, and people are willing to kneel on the ground and act as lackeys for conglomerates just to make money.

However, the people present at the negotiation were just some second-rate conglomerates, yet the Hojo Alliance went to such lengths to hold this negotiation, clearly in order to obtain more compensation. However, it was obvious that these senior secretaries and managers were also cunning and unmoved by the emotional appeals played by the underworld. After all, anyone with eyes could see that they were just crocodile tears.

"Ahem, gentlemen, who do you think we should deal with first in this operation?"

"Hey, 'deal with' is too harsh. I've always maintained a respectful attitude towards multinational corporations from abroad. I think the communication problems between us are just due to language barriers. These business issues can definitely be resolved through communication."

“Okay, okay, sir, it’s all just a language issue. So, who exactly do you want us to communicate with? If you have too many targets to communicate with, it’s easy to attract the attention of the police. Right now, the police have a new officer named Kitahara Masaki. He’s much more capable than those useless people in the Fourth Investigation Division.”

For the underworld, the most terrifying type of police officer is Masaki Kitahara, who can fire a gun without any regard for the rules. Because if a police officer has already fired a gun once, he will definitely fire it a second time, so who knows if he will shoot you dead?

"Don't worry, all we need to do is have this woman come and communicate with us properly. Please be sure to act discreetly. The plan to target their company still needs further discussion, and we will definitely have enough work for your men to do later."

After saying that, the senior secretary took out a photograph. Kitahara Masaki, with his keen eye, immediately recognized the person in the photo as Porter. It seems that these second-rate conglomerates do have some intelligence-gathering capabilities, knowing that Porter was the one in charge of this acquisition.

They were unlucky enough to think their target was just a docile house cat, but now they've stepped into the tiger's territory.

Just as the secretary and the underworld executives were discussing the details of how to kidnap Potter, the spoiled rich kids sitting to the side felt a bit bored. Because they were discussing business, they hadn't prepared much alcohol, and to maintain secrecy, there were no pretty waitresses, only constipated-looking underworld henchmen, which made the spoiled rich kids look uncomfortable.

Then, taking advantage of his drunkenness, he said:

"I heard that gangsters cut off their little finger as an apology. Is that true?"

"Ahem, cutting off the little finger is no longer a thing, and even tattoos are no longer strictly regulated. After all, if someone has such an obvious feature, it would be too easy for the police to arrest them."

His secretary immediately responded, to prevent this spoiled brat from spouting nonsense that could turn the negotiations, which were initially in a favorable position, into a disadvantageous one.

"Oh, is that so? How about we have that person perform cutting off a little finger? Money's no object!"

This spoiled brat threw the 'Fukuzawa Yukichi' coins from his wallet at Kitahara Masaki's face, an action that stunned everyone, who wondered if he had some serious illness.

Chapter 180 He didn't say whose little finger he wanted.

"Murata, pick up this money and return it to this young master."

A yakuza member on the field would certainly not let someone cut off their little finger because of a joke. If word got out, who would still want to follow the Hojo Alliance?

Kitahara Masaki nodded. Anyway, he was in disguise, so it wasn't him who was embarrassed. Besides, it was a mission from the Black Organization. He could just bear with it and send this rich kid to another world in a few days in a big truck.

Just as Kitahara Masaki, forgiving of the petty man's mistake, put the scattered ten thousand yen bills back onto the rich kid's table, the idiot looked insulted and yelled at his bodyguard to get the money from the trunk.

Soon after, a burly man came in carrying a suitcase full of money. When he opened the suitcase, it contained nearly tens of millions of Japanese yen. The bodyguards probably thought that the deal was about to be finalized, so they brought in the deposit first. Little did they know that their master was out of his mind and wanted to watch someone cut off their fingers.

Just as the atmosphere was becoming tense, Kitahara Masaki suddenly saw fireworks going off somewhere outside the window. This was the signal they had agreed upon long ago, a signal that he was to ruin the negotiations.

Since there was no need to continue the act, Kitahara Masaki naturally wanted to have some fun. His previously restrained demeanor and bowed posture changed; he now resembled a hero ready to die, saying:

"If all I have to do today is cut off a finger to finalize this deal, then I'll do it without hesitation! Bring me the dagger!"

The yakuza leaders were "moved" to tears by Murata Yasuhiro's actions. They patted Kitahara Masaki on the shoulder, praising his decision as "a true man," while inwardly scoffing, "Is this guy some kind of idiot?"

Originally, these guys were thinking about how to get this underling to accept having his finger chopped off in order to move the negotiation forward. Now it seems that this underling is quite sensible. He then quickly had someone bring him a clean dagger and some wound medicine.

"Cough cough, Murata-kun, don't you need to tie your little finger with a rubber band first? Otherwise, a lot of blood will spurt out."

The secretary in charge of negotiating on behalf of the consortium was well-informed; he had actually seen someone cut off their little finger more than twenty years ago. But now it was clear that the bastards on the underworld side didn't want to say much, afraid that this hothead would back down out of fear, and even completely ignoring the possibility that the young man might die from excessive blood loss.

"Don't worry, Murata! We have highly skilled doctors here who will treat us professionally. Don't worry, even if we don't tie your little finger with a rubber band first, there won't be any problems. We will definitely make sure you get the reward you deserve!"

Kitahara Masaki chuckled inwardly. Did these guys really think he wanted to cut off his little finger? When they brought in the dagger, he would be the only one with a weapon on the field. But these guys seemed to think a dagger was nothing. However, they would soon find out they were very wrong.

"Hey hey hey! The dagger's coming!"

Suddenly, someone from the underworld brought in a dagger. Fearing that Kitahara Masaki might change his mind and say he was scared, several bald, fierce-looking, short, stocky men stood behind Kitahara Masaki, seemingly pressuring him to act quickly and not go back on his word.

However, Kitahara Masaki calmly picked up the dagger, sat down in front of the spoiled brat, and said:

"Young master, didn't you want to see the little finger being cut off by the Japanese underworld? Well then, watch carefully."

Kitahara Masaki placed his left hand on the table, while raising his right hand high with a dagger and slashing down fiercely.

Everyone thought this young man needed some time to prepare, but unexpectedly he turned out to be a ruthless killer...

Ah ah ah ah ah! ! !

The spoiled brat clutched his right hand, writhing in pain on the ground. Blood kept gushing from the severed tip of his little finger, forcing him, who had been so arrogant, to his knees, curled up on the tatami like a boiled shrimp.

"Oops! Sorry, I cut the wrong person. I'm really sorry. I'm not very good at it this first time, but I'll definitely be much better the second time."

Before the stunned crowd could utter a single word, Kitahara Masaki had already kicked the spoiled brat once, and then smacked his little finger on his other hand.

"What have you done?! Stop right now!"