At night, Yoto was covered with a layer of neon.
Among them, led by Ginza, the dazzling streets interpreted the word "debauchery" to the extreme. It was the most prosperous street in Yoto and the best place to have fun.
Three Mercedes-Benz parked next to a beautiful club. On the tall sign, the words "Yoshihara Club" were written.
Jiang Chen had only heard that this was the most famous "high-end club" in Ginza and even in the entire country.
It was said that the person who paid for the construction of the club was a big shot in the Liberal Democratic Party. And the purpose of his money was to let politicians in his circle come to this club to have fun while discussing party secrets. If they went home to discuss, they would be spotted by reporters, and it would be too old-fashioned in the parliament hall, so they used a high-end bar instead. At the same time, they could also use some "entertainment" to enhance their relationship.
Now, not all the people who came here were politicians. There were also many bosses of large companies and bankers. Because this club was established with the highest level of clubs in Nippon as the standard, there were strict identity restrictions for the people who received guests. Either you were a member, or you were brought in by a member, or you had to prove that your assets exceeded ten billion.
The club promised to keep secrets for its members. It was not that there were no reporters who wanted to sneak in and see what kind of "entertainment" the high-ranking ministers and big entrepreneurs were playing, but they all "disappeared" without exception.
Since he wanted to play, he wanted to play something of a higher level, so he came here.
However, he just showed his passport, and the club's hostess respectfully invited him in.
"Don't you need me to provide proof of my assets?" Jiang Chen joked.
"Mr. Jiang, you must be joking," the hostess said with a smile. The receptionist said with a smile, "Who doesn't know that you used 11 billion USD to buy half of Tokyo?"
The hostess quickly completed the membership for him and handed the gold-rimmed membership card to his hand respectfully. This membership card was limited to the user. It was the highest-level membership card of the Yoshihara Club and allowed him to enter the club's top private room.
Jiang Chen took the card, glanced at it, and threw it into his pocket.
"Can I bring bodyguards?"
"You are the most distinguished S-class member, so of course you can. However, the club had a rule that the bodyguards could only stay at the door of the corridor and could not enter the private rooms. They were also not allowed to carry metal objects. Your private room is No. 210. Do you need me to take you there? "
"No need, I'll walk around by myself."
Jiang Chen was quite curious about the legendary top club in Nippon. What kind of perverted stuff could be found here? It was said that it was not only inside the private room, but also outside the private room.
After that, Jiang Chen turned to the bodyguards behind him and ordered, "You don't have to follow, wait for me in the car."
"Yes!"
Since he couldn't bring metal objects into the venue, it would be too troublesome to take off the kinetic skeleton. Jiang Chen left the bodyguard outside, stepped on the red carpet, and walked along the corridor to the private room.
Along the way, he did see people performing on the stage in two public rooms. However, to his slight disappointment, the content of the performance was too serious, and it really didn't look like a night show.
But after thinking about it, he felt relieved.
After all, it was a high-end club. They couldn't do something popular with the public in public, right? That would be too degrading. Even Tavern Heaven on Earth wouldn't do that … Don't get me wrong, Jiang Chen was referring to square dancing. It couldn't be any more pure.
Jiang Chen stood in front of the stage and felt that he was really not interested, so he turned around and walked out the door.
"Excuse me, are you Jiang Chen?"
When he heard someone call his name, Jiang Chen stopped and turned around to look.
The man was dressed in casual clothes. His hair was sparse, but it was neatly combed. He had a high nose bridge, a wide forehead, and a superior temperament. Thinking about it, those who could enter the Yoshihara Club wouldn't be some unknown people.
"Excuse me, you are?"
"I'm Mitsui Hiroto, the head of the Mitsui Consortium." Mitsui Hiroto walked in front of Jiang Chen with a smile. "I didn't expect to meet the richest man in the world here. It's an honor."
"It's just a title. I'm still far from the richest man in the world." Jiang Chen smiled politely.
"Excuse me for asking, is this the first time Mr. Jiang has come to this kind of place?" Mitsui Hiroto asked with a smile.
"Oh? Why do you think so? "
"Generally, only people who come here for the first time will look around," Mitsui Hiroto said with a smile. Mitsui Hiroto said with a smile, "If it's convenient, please allow me, a regular customer, to take you around."
"It's fine, I'm just looking around." Jiang Chen declined.
"Believe me, you will be interested. After all, I am a member of the Kurofune Asia Division." When he said the word "Kurofune," Mitsui didn't make a sound and just moved his lips.
Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, but the expression on his face didn't change.
"Oh? Then please lead the way, Mr. Mitsui. "
"This way please."
On the second floor, Mitsui Hiroto took Jiang Chen into a chic private room. The two sat on the sofa. Mitsui Hiroto took a small pot of wine from the side and poured a cup for the two.
"Mr. Jiang doesn't seem to be surprised about my identity?" Mitsui Hiroto looked at Jiang Chen curiously.
"What's there to be surprised about?" Jiang Chen said with a smile.
The Kurofune without Tanaka wasn't scary, just like Future Group without Jiang Chen was nothing.
"To be honest … your indifference makes me very frustrated." Mitsui sighed. "You must have taken care of Tanaka."
"You should have seen it on the news." Jiang Chen smiled.
Mitsui shook his head.
"You can speak freely here. Mr. Jiang, please don't talk in riddles. You and I both know that bullets alone can't kill him. At most, it would waste a substitute. If I guessed correctly, he didn't die in Kenya, but in Yoto. "
"It seems that you know a lot, so? What's your purpose in confessing this to me? "Jiang Chen looked at him and said emotionlessly.
"The reason why I confess this to you is that I have no other intentions." After a pause of two seconds, Mitsui looked at Jiang Chen and said in a sincere tone, "The Mitsui family became a member of the Kurofune only because of historical reasons. When the Kurofune changed, we have been trying to draw a line with it. But due to the threat of Tanaka, we can only pretend to be polite to him … "
"For example, provide them with funds?" Jiang Chen said with a hint of mischief.
Mitsui's expression was a little awkward.
"Yes, but we have already reflected. In order to show sincerity … "
Mitsui took out a USB from his sleeve and placed it on the table.
"This is?"
"There is a list inside." Mitsui looked at Jiang Chen. "A list of all Kurofune members in Asia."
Jiang Chen held the USB and looked at Mitsui with a hint of mischief.
This guy was quite smart.
He knew that Kurofune's power was gone, and it was only a matter of time before he was punished as an accomplice. Jiang Chen was able to kill Tanaka in Nippon, and the strength he showed already made Mitsui feel fear. Therefore, he took the initiative to hand over the list to Jiang Chen, Kurofune's nemesis, in exchange for his name to be removed from the list.
The reason why he gave the list to Jiang Chen instead of the Nippon government was that he planned to use Jiang Chen's hand to kill the offline members of the Kurofune lurking in Asia. With Celestial Trade's ruthlessness, they would never let those Kurofune members whose identities were exposed live.
Since he chose to betray, then he must betray completely!
Even if one of them survived, Mitsui would be unable to eat or sleep in peace. He might as well kill with a borrowed knife and get rid of these future troubles!
"Interesting." Jiang Chen put away the USB and a smile appeared on his face.
"I hope this is enough to wash away my sins," Mitsui said hypocritically.
"It will." Jiang Chen smiled.
After getting a positive answer, Mitsui finally breathed a sigh of relief and spoke with a smile.
"Thank you, Mr. Jiang. In order to express my gratitude, I will treat you to a meal here today. "
Just then, a bodyguard in a suit pushed open the door and walked to Mitsui Hiroto's side. He leaned over and whispered a few words.
Mitsui Hiroto seemed to have heard some interesting news. His eyebrows raised slightly, he turned his head and whispered a few words.
The bodyguard responded with a "Hi" and immediately walked out the door.
Mitsui Hiroto turned and looked at Jiang Chen with a smile.
"Speaking of which, we've been talking about business for so long. I'm really sorry. Mr. Jiang must have come here to relax, right? It just so happens that we have an entertainment program to watch. "
As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the private room opened again.
Two burly bodyguards carried a chair and walked in.
A beautiful woman in casual clothes sat on the chair. Her mouth was taped and she maintained an indecent sitting posture. Her hands and feet were tied to the back and legs of the chair with nylon ropes.
Looking at the horrified face, Jiang Chen felt it was familiar.
"Woo —!"
The beautiful woman wriggled and struggled, trying to break free from the chair. However, this kind of chair was obviously an S&M prop. It would not be easy to break free.
"Prepare ten actors and a camera," Mitsui Hiroto said emotionlessly.
"Yes!" One of the bodyguards nodded.
When she heard Mitsui Hiroto's words, the beautiful woman's expression became even more frightened. Her two long legs that were tied by the nylon rope struggled hard. However, no matter how hard she struggled, the center of gravity of the chair was as stable as a poi, and the rope did not show any signs of loosening.
After watching for a long time, Jiang Chen finally realized where he saw this girl before.
[Isn't this the policewoman from this morning?]
More than a dozen burly men came in, along with a cameraman.
Just when Miss Kwai was completely in despair, Jiang Chen suddenly spoke.
"Leave her to me. Such a beautiful girl, it's a waste to film a movie."
Mitsui Hiroto smiled and responded to Jiang Chen's eyes that all men understood. He stood up.
"Then I won't bother you anymore. I hope Mr. Jiang has a good time tonight."
He cupped his hands, turned around, and walked out the door. Other people also left, leaving only the two people in the room.
Seeing that she didn't have to be raped, Kwai breathed a sigh of relief, her mouth slightly panting.
Jiang Chen slowly stepped forward and tore the seal on her mouth. Because the action was too rough, the pain almost made her tears fall.
"Yo, long time no see … although it hasn't been that long."
Looking at Jiang Chen's teasing expression, Kwai gritted her teeth, endured the humiliation, and squeezed out these words from her teeth.
"Hurry … help me untie."
"Why?"
Kwai was stunned. She originally thought that Jiang Chen found his conscience and planned to save her, but she didn't expect …
Looking at her expression that was gradually dyed with horror again, Jiang Chen reached out and turned on the camera in front of him, then said evilly.
"Who said I'm going to untie you? Whip, candle, or wooden horse, you choose. "
Or, all of them.
There seemed to be a lot of props in the private room …
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