Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei finds a Freylian

Chapter 641 Getting the Guests Drunk

The waiter who usually handled the upstairs private rooms rushed over, sweat beading on his forehead. He saw Lu Mingfei as if he were a savior: "Sakura! Quick! Third floor! Summer Moon Room! The guests have booked a super large private room. Basara King and Ukyo have already gone up, but suddenly even more guests have arrived, and we're severely understaffed! The manager specifically asked you to go over there immediately to fill in! Hurry!"

Lu Mingfei was taken aback, his heart pounding. A private room on the third floor? The kind of holy place where a single night's spending can easily reach millions of yen, a place only the most elite guests and male escorts are qualified to enter? How could such a good thing fall into the hands of a bottom-ranked, underperforming, and barely noticeable waiter like him?

Could it be that the eldest brother and his senior brother saw how pitiful he was and how precarious his vote count was, so they deliberately mentioned him in front of the guests, hoping to help him gain some popularity so that he would have a chance to stay?

This thought warmed his heart, but it was quickly overwhelmed by a greater fear. But what if, once inside those highly private rooms, where guests were often more unrestrained, the intoxicated ladies became completely uninhibited and did something to him, the newcomer…?

Various obscene images flashed through Lu Mingfei's mind in an instant, which startled him so much that his face turned pale.

"What are you standing there for! Hurry up! If we delay our esteemed guests, we'll all be in big trouble!" The waiter was so anxious when he saw that he wasn't moving that he stomped his feet and almost reached out to pull him up.

Lu Mingfei gritted his teeth and made up his mind. What's meant to be will be! For eight hundred flower tickets, he'd risk it all! He dropped the trash bag and jogged after the waiter toward the internal elevator leading to the third floor.

The third-floor corridor was carpeted with thicker, softer carpets, and the artwork on the walls looked more expensive. Music could be faintly heard leaking from the cracks in the doors of the various private rooms. Summer Moon was one of the largest and most luxurious private rooms, and even through the heavy soundproof doors, one could feel the low-pitched rhythm of the floor vibrating slightly.

Lu Mingfei took several deep breaths before mustering the courage to carefully knock on the gold-trimmed solid wood door. The knocking was almost completely drowned out by the deafening music and noise inside.

He swallowed, raised his voice, and shouted in as respectful and sweet a voice as possible: "I'm sorry! privy Sakura Sakura. お手伝いに干りました．お入りしてもよろしいでしょうか?” (Excuse me! I’m Sakura, here to serve you. Can you come in?)

There was a moment of silence inside, then Caesar's low, clearly impatient and exhausted roar came through: "Damn it! What are you dawdling for! Come in and help! I'm exhausted!"

Lu Mingfei's heart skipped a beat. Exhausted? Could accompanying someone for drinks, singing, and entertainment really be this tiring? Could they really be engaging in some kind of high-intensity, indescribable "physical activity" inside? Various restricted fantasies raced through his mind like wild horses, making his scalp tingle and his legs go weak.

But he was already at the door; deserting now would likely have even worse consequences. He forced a smile that looked more like a grimace, gritted his teeth, and forcefully pushed open the heavy door to the private room—

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

A shrill, distorted scream pierced his throat. Lu Mingfei suddenly raised his hands high above his head, making a standard surrender gesture, his eyes wide like copper bells, and the color drained from his face instantly.

"Is this a murder and dismemberment scene?! I didn't see anything! Just pretend I was passing by! Let me out! Please let me out, okay?!" He spoke incoherently, his voice trembling, and turned to run away.

The imagined erotic scene vanished, and the visuals were extremely impactful.

In the spacious, luxurious private room, large enough to accommodate twenty or thirty people for a party, the music was still blaring loudly. But the space, which should have been filled with clinking glasses and playful banter, was now a chaotic mess of sprawling figures. A dozen or so elegantly dressed women, their clothes now disheveled and revealing varying degrees of cleavage, lay sprawled on the carpet, sofas, and coffee tables like Barbie dolls swept by a typhoon. Some were snoring softly on their backs, some were curled up on their sides smacking their lips, and others were murmuring in their sleep while clutching empty wine bottles.

Meanwhile, Caesar and Chu Zihang, the two most popular courtesans in Takamagahara, were currently dragging a "corpse" while sweating profusely.

Caesar gritted his teeth and grabbed the incredibly heavy Kansai woman's arms, trying to drag her from the center of the carpet to the sofa beside him. The woman was like a soft mountain of flesh, incredibly heavy. Caesar's fitted purple suit jacket had already been taken off and thrown aside, his shirt sleeves rolled up to his elbows, revealing his strong forearms, muscles bulging, and veins faintly visible on his forehead; he was clearly exhausted.

Chu Zihang was relatively relaxed. He lifted a petite female guest from the ground in a princess carry and gently placed her on another single sofa, even straightening her slipped shawl. His movements were calm and restrained, but his breathing was noticeably more rapid than usual. He had also taken off his black suit jacket, his tie was loose, and the top two buttons of his white shirt were undone.

This scene looks exactly like a crime scene cleanup.

"Shut the hell up! Come and lend a hand!" Caesar growled irritably at Lu Mingfei's ghostly expression, taking the opportunity to straighten up and catch his breath. "Trying to attract everyone on the entire floor?!"

Lu Mingfei, still shaken, looked at the guests lying on the ground like corpses, then at Caesar, who was exhausted, and Chu Zihang, who, though expressionless, was sweating profusely. A bizarre thought popped into his head, and he stammered, "You...you guys raped and then killed, or killed and then raped?" He looked miserable, "You only call me to do such a difficult job as collecting corpses? That's not fair, boss!"

"Fuck you, my foot!" Caesar rolled his eyes. "They're just drunk! Hurry up and help move them all to the sofa and arrange them properly! Don't let them catch a cold, uh, or be in an awkward position!"

Lu Mingfei calmed down a bit and quickly stepped forward, imitating Chu Zihang, to pick up the lightest-looking young female guest who was sleeping the most soundly, and carefully placed her on the empty chaise lounge.

Disturbed, the female guest wrinkled her nose in annoyance, let out a few burps reeking of alcohol, made a few muffled hums, and then fell into a deep sleep again.

"How much did you get them drunk? Enough to knock out more than a dozen people?" Lu Mingfei exclaimed, clicking his tongue as he moved the "corpses." Even if Caesar and Chu Zihang had amazing drinking capacities, it was still too exaggerated to get so many people drunk at the same time.

“Simply drinking won’t do.” After settling the last guest in, Chu Zihang took out a small, inconspicuous glass medicine bottle from his suit pocket. There were still some colorless and transparent liquid residues inside. “A powerful sleeping pill, mixed in with the first few bottles of top-quality champagne that were opened. They had already had a round of drinks elsewhere before coming in, so their vigilance was lowered and the drug took effect quickly.”

Chapter 642 Going to Genji Heavy Industries

Caesar finally dragged the fat woman onto the sofa, then plopped down on the carpet, exhausted. He pulled out a cigar from his pocket, lit it, and took a deep drag. The flame illuminated his still-applied, glittery stage makeup.

"I said I'd get them all drunk, and I meant it."

Looking at the room full of unconscious female guests, Lu Mingfei felt a chill run down his spine: "What, what are you trying to do? To cover up the crime?"

“From now until tomorrow morning, we have about eight hours,” Chu Zihang said calmly, glancing at his watch. “That’s enough time for us to travel to and from Genji Heavy Industries and get some things done.”

“Before we came in, we ordered enough drinks and snacks under the guests’ names and prepaid a huge sum,” Caesar added. “According to the rules of the private rooms on the third floor of Takamagahara, the waiters won’t come in to disturb us unless the guests ring the bell. It’s safe here during that time. And these women…”

He pointed to the sleeping beauties in various poses on the sofa, "They were already drunk when they came in, and with the added sleeping pills, they'll only have splitting headaches when they wake up tomorrow, and their memories of tonight will be a blurry blank."

"What are we going to Genji Heavy Industries for?" Lu Mingfei's scalp tingled with shock, and his voice trembled.

Breaking into the headquarters of the Snake Clan at night? While they were wanted nationwide? This wasn't just walking into a trap; it was like they wanted to die even faster and in a more elaborate way!

"Go and see what kind of shady dealings are hidden in the dark secrets of the Snake Clan," Caesar exhaled a puff of smoke, his blue eyes flickering with cold flames. "And while you're at it, stir up some little trouble that will leave a lasting impression on them."

"A little commotion?" Lu Mingfei had a bad feeling.

Chu Zihang walked to the corner of the private room and opened an inconspicuous gift box bearing the Takamagahara logo. What he took out wasn't a gift, but rather several packets wrapped in oil paper, dark green in color, and resembling modeling clay.

"There are 15 pounds of C4 plastic explosives in the equipment box. According to calculations, that's enough to destroy the intended target." Chu Zihang picked up a bag, weighed it in his hand, and said in a calm tone, as if he were saying, "The rice is a bit hard tonight."

Lu Mingfei's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets: "Hey! What are you doing with these explosives?! We're turning into the kind of vicious terrorists described on the wanted posters! Smuggling nuclear fuel (attempted), terrorist attack (about to happen), raping a minor (that's not true)... Except for the last one, we're about to solidify the charges!"

“The wanted poster is a smear campaign launched by the Snake Clan.” Caesar began to deftly remove his cumbersome, sweat-stained silk shirt, revealing his lean upper body, and started to tie on his tactical vest. “As long as we haven’t done that last heinous thing, at least morally, we’re not the kind of scum described in the wanted poster.”

As he spoke, he secured Dick's knife sheath to his outside thigh with a strap, then tucked two gleaming Desert Eagles into holsters under his armpits, and hung spare magazines filled with Friga tranquilizer darts on his waist.

"Don't think too much about it." Chu Zihang also started to take off his suit, put on a black tight-fitting tactical uniform that was easy to move in, and secured Murasame to his back with a special suspender strap, and put on a large black trench coat over it.

"Our main objective, as Caesar's and my objective, is to destroy the core storage unit of the Kaguya system. Kaguya is the first and most important electronic defense line for the Hebi-Hachika family to control the Japanese network and isolate Norma's reach. Destroying it will temporarily render the Hebi-Hachika family blind and deaf, at least in terms of information warfare. Norma can also take the opportunity to re-establish control over some network nodes in Japan, buying us time and opportunity to contact the Academy."

Lu Mingfei was horrified; the plan sounded incredibly insane.

"Wait! Don't rush to change into your combat suit!" Chu Zihang suddenly stopped Caesar, who was putting on black combat pants. "We need to preserve some evidence."

"Oh, I almost forgot about that." Caesar suddenly realized, then kicked off the pants he had only half-put on, picked up the wrinkled purple suit jacket and put it on, casually smoothing his somewhat messy blond hair. "Luckily, my makeup didn't smudge tonight, the glitter is still there."

He sat back down on the sofa, laboriously dragged the snoring, "female version of Fujiwara Kansuke" fat woman to her feet, and let her lean limply against his shoulder. Then he picked up two wireless microphones from the coffee table, stuffed one into the fat woman's loosely clenched hand, and held the other himself. The two of them pressed their faces together, Caesar looking restrained, and struck a pose as if he were about to burst into song and sing a heartfelt duet.

With a blank expression, Chu Zihang took out a diamond-encrusted phone from a Hermes handbag that a female guest had left on the floor next to him, turned on the camera, pointed it at the sofa, and with a "click," recorded this "passionate" scene.

Then, Chu Zihang himself sat down among a group of sleeping female guests, and out of nowhere produced a colorful cone-shaped birthday hat, which he tilted to the side and placed on his head. In front of him was a small cake with candles on it. Facing the camera, he moved his lips slightly, as if he were singing a birthday song. The phone clicked again.

There was also Lu Mingfei, who was forcibly pressed to the gambling table, with a dice cup and a wine glass in front of him, and a young female customer with a sweet sleeping face leaning against him, pretending to be engrossed in gambling and drinking; Chu Zihang and Caesar took off their shirts, revealing their muscular upper bodies, their arms intertwined, striking a passionate pose as they arm wrestled in front of the female customers...

Each time he takes a photo, Chu Zihang skillfully adjusts the date and time settings on his phone to ensure that the photo shooting time is evenly distributed over the few hours of the evening.

"Done." Chu Zihang stuffed the phones back into their original owners' bags. "When they wake up tomorrow and check their phone albums, they'll find that they, Basara King, Ukyo, and Sakura spent an incredibly crazy, unforgettable, and wonderful night. Unfortunately, they drank too much and had too much fun, so they can't remember any specific details and can only rely on these photos to let their imaginations run wild."

Watching Chu Zihang finish doing all this, Lu Mingfei felt a chill run down his spine: "Senior brother! That fat woman will definitely imagine all sorts of 18+ scenarios involving you! If these photos leak out, we'll be completely socially dead in the academy! But we didn't do anything! We're more wronged than Dou E!"

"You didn't do anything wrong, but you're being unfairly burdened with a bad reputation?" Caesar began putting on his gear again, teasing without looking up. "Should Chu Zihang and I go out now and stand guard at the door for you, giving you some time to settle the matter? So you don't end up with this false reputation for nothing?"

"Nonsense!" Lu Mingfei jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, his face flushed red. "From now on, I will fight alongside you and stay by your side every step of the way! Don't even think about abandoning me to go on an adventure alone! At a critical moment like this, do you think I, Lu Mingfei, am the kind of person who is afraid of death and has no sense of loyalty?!"

He straightened his thin chest, trying his best to appear "fierce and resolute".

Of course we can't stay here! Otherwise, when we get back to the academy, Caesar, that big mouth, will definitely tell everyone he meets, "That night, Chu Zihang and I stood side by side, stormed into Genji Heavy Industries, destroyed Kaguya's core amidst a sea of ​​soldiers, and then retreated in triumph, disappearing without a trace... Oh? You're asking about Lu Mingfei? Him? We locked him in a room with a dozen or so rich women who were drunk and disheveled, so he could get some rest."

The scene was too beautiful for Lu Mingfei to even imagine. He couldn't bear to take the blame for this!

"Very good! That's more like the kind of man we come from at Kassel College! Fearless in the face of danger, sharing hardships together!" Caesar nodded in satisfaction, then casually grabbed something from the equipment box and tossed it to Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei caught it hastily; it felt heavy, cold, and hard. It was a Beretta pistol in excellent condition.

“I’ve already prepared it for you. The magazine is full, thirteen bullets,” Caesar said quickly. “The first nine are Friga tranquilizer darts, enough to put ordinary people or low-level hybrids to sleep for several hours. The last four are mercury-core blunt metal armor-piercing bullets, specifically designed to deal with tough-skinned or potentially specially protected dragon targets. Remember, absolutely do not use the last four bullets against humans or ordinary hybrids! Mercury poisoning may not be immediately fatal, but the aftereffects are extremely troublesome, and the penetrating wounds from blunt metal armor-piercing bullets are no joke.”

Lu Mingfei gripped the pistol, feeling his palms sweating slightly: "There are dragons in Genji Heavy Industries?"

He preferred to load all the darts with Friga tranquilizer darts, which would at least reduce the psychological pressure.

"Who knows?" Caesar was already dressed, in a jet-black trench coat in the style of the Executive Bureau uniform, but the lining was adorned with ornate and flamboyant ukiyo-e patterns, creating an eerie contrast with the smudged makeup on his face. He gave the C4 explosives and fuse a final check before stuffing them into a specially made waterproof backpack.

“I always felt that there was something more outrageous and suspicious about the Snake Clan than our boldest and wildest guesses.” His voice lowered, carrying an intuitive gravity. “It’s like an iceberg; what you can see, what’s floating on the surface, is probably only one-tenth. The huge, dark truth is hidden beneath the unfathomable depths. So, it’s always good to be careful.”

Chu Zihang also put away the last pack of C4 explosives, slung his long sword over his shoulder, and pulled down the brim of his baseball cap to conceal his striking golden eyes, which were too conspicuous even in the dim light. He looked at Lu Mingfei and said succinctly, "Go through the sewers. Memorize the map. Stay close."

Looking at his two fully armed, sharp-eyed, and seemingly embarking-on-an-epic-mission-of-fact companions, and then at the heavy pistol in his hand that symbolized his formal entry into this crazy adventure, Lu Mingfei's heart pounded in his chest, a mixture of fear and adrenaline-fueled excitement.

He took a deep breath, awkwardly tucked Beretta into his belt at the back of his waist, and nodded vigorously.

"go!"

Chapter 643 Frilian: Count Me In

Just as Caesar and Chu Zihang finished checking their equipment one last time, Lu Mingfei hurriedly tucked the Beretta pistol into his belt, the butt digging painfully into him. The three of them, like taut bowstrings, were about to pull back the door of the private room and slip into the dark corridor—

"Click".

The sound came from behind them.

The three men paused simultaneously, but did not turn around and draw their guns as if facing a formidable enemy as before.

The sound was all too familiar; it was Frilian's habitual way of tapping a hard object with a small device to make a cue. She used to occasionally use this method to remind Lu Mingfei when he was daydreaming or dozing off late at night in the college lab or a quiet corner of the library.

Lu Mingfei was the first to turn around, his face showing more surprise than wariness: "Frilian?"

The glass sliding door opened silently, and Frillie stood there. She had changed into a neat dark gray tracksuit, covered by an inconspicuous black trench coat, and her long silver hair was tied back in a ponytail. She held a small crystal ashtray in her hand, which she had used to tap lightly on the door frame.

Her gaze calmly swept over the fully armed Caesar and Chu Zihang, finally settling on Lu Mingfei, where it lingered for a moment.

"You're going to Genji Heavy Industries."

To Lu Mingfei's surprise, Caesar and Chu Zihang did not immediately show strong suspicion or wariness. Caesar simply released his hand from the doorknob, turned around, and frowned slightly.

"How did you know? And with that outfit?"

Chu Zihang also withdrew his hand from the hilt of the knife.

“Your plan isn’t particularly well-hidden,” Frilian said as she walked in, putting the ashtray back in its place with a natural motion. “These past few days, I’ve been observing the shift changes of the Snake Clan’s sentries near Takamagahara, and I’ve also sensed that you’re secretly preparing some unconventional items.”

She glanced at the open gift box, inside which the dark green C4 explosives gleamed coldly in the dim light. "Considering your previous experiences and personalities, the target can only be Genji Heavy Industries."

The clear logic eased the frowns on Caesar's and Chu Zihang's faces slightly.

"Are you coming with us?" Chu Zihang asked the core question directly. He didn't ask "why" or question her intentions, but directly confirmed her direction of action.

“Hmm.” Frillian nodded and walked to Lu Mingfei’s side. She didn’t look at the explosives and guns, but reached out to help Lu Mingfei adjust the Beretta pistol that was awkwardly tucked into his lower back and had the safety off.

“The insurance is here, push it open with your thumb,” she whispered to Lu Mingfei, her voice so low that only the two of them could hear her. “Don’t be nervous, stay close to me.”

Lu Mingfei's face flushed, not because she had bumped into him, but because of that familiar tone, tinged with helplessness and care.

At the academy, when he was clumsy operating the alchemical equipment, Frilian would silently come over to help him adjust the angle or point out a safety valve he had overlooked. This tacit understanding and trust, built up over a long period of time, was naturally profound.

"I...I know," Lu Mingfei muttered softly, but his body relaxed slightly because of her approach and words. With Frilian around, he always felt more at ease.

"Below Genji Heavy Industries, there is something I must confirm." Frilian turned to Caesar and Chu Zihang, not hiding her purpose, but also not explaining what it was. "It is related to some secrets hidden by the Snake Clan, and may also be related to what you saw in the trench."

These words made Caesar and Chu Zihang's expressions turn serious.