Neon Tokyo, in the Mitsui family's house in Chiyoda-ku, Mitsui Takaki looked at the Furukawa City Guard and the staff of the Special Services Department of the Tokyo Regional Investigation Agency with a calm face, and had a very bad premonition in his heart.

Even for the vast majority of neon people, they have a natural psychological advantage.

But when facing the Furukawa City Guards, to be honest, even the lord of the Mitsui chaebol doesn't have much confidence.

Because of the Special Services Department of the Tokyo Regional Prosecutor's Office, they are a sword that the Americans put on the neon, and it can be said that no one on the neon side will kill them, even if they are the chaebols.

Think about the bubble era, how arrogant were these people? But in the end, he was financially suppressed by the Americans, physically and legally detained by the District Prosecutor's Office, and the Neon government was unable to provide any positive help at all.

In the end, Neon Semiconductor, which was extremely powerful at that time, collapsed under a ban from the Americans, and almost all of it was transferred to the Han Kingdom next door, and they could only do some very important upstream industrial chains with high profits but such a scale.

can pinch the egg bags of Han people, but it is not very profitable.

Mitsui Takaki, who came from that era, knew very well that the people of the Special Services Bureau of the Tokyo Regional Prosecutor's Office could not be provoked even by themselves.

He took a long breath and tried to be as calm as he could face the smiling Furukawa Ichchibei.

"Furukawa-san, I don't know what you are doing today? I just got some pre-holiday Longjing from Huaxia here, how about you sit down and have a cup when you come? ”

Furukawa City Guards smiled heartily, and in front of the other Mitsui family members who were glaring at them, they sat down in front of Mitsui Takaki with a big grin, and said with a smile:

"Of course, it's good to have this blessing, but Mitsui-san, you have to go with me today no matter what, and it's useless for anyone to come."

Taking a deep breath again, Mitsui Takaki didn't even ask what he had done, he just chuckled and said, "Of course, I just want to ask Furukawa-san to allow me to make a few phone calls, and I will cooperate with you." ”

There is no anger and corruption as ordinary people imagine, or angry reprimands at Furukawa City Guards and other characters who come to the door, Mitsui Takaki is very calm, he motioned to his wife to brew tea for Furukawa City Guards, and at the same time asked his son to bring a black speakerphone in front of Furukawa City Guards, no need to guess at a glance to know that it is a satellite speakerphone.

In the process of making tea for his wife, in front of the Furukawa City Guard, Mitsui Takaki made a direct call.

A little bit, about a few seconds.

The phone was connected, Mitsui Takaki was expressionless, but his tone sounded brisk:

"Hello, Mr. Morgon. I'm Mitsui Takaki, John Mitsui. Now Furukawa Ichibei of the Special Services Department of the Tokyo District Prosecutor's Office is sitting in front of me. ”

Mitsui Takaki's opening remarks made Furukawa City Guard's originally smiling face freeze directly, and his eyes became a little dodgy.

The people at the Tokyo District Prosecutor's Office are not afraid of any neon people, even if they are the one in the Imperial Palace, they dare to check, and they have even checked many times.

But all neon people know that they actually have people who are afraid, and that is naturally the master behind them - the Americans.

"Hey, yes. They came to the door and said they wanted to take me to assist in the investigation. ”

"Okay, I understand, then I'll wait a minute."

Mitsui Takaki put down the satellite phone in front of the Furukawa City Guards and put it in front of him.

"Furukawa-san, please wait a moment. My friend in the U.S. is going to ask me something, please. ”

Furukawa Ie's face was a little ugly, he didn't know who the person Mitsui Takaki was talking to.

Begins with a Mr. Morgan's title, ordinary neon people may not know who it is. Growing up in the United States since childhood, how could it be that Furukawa Ichibei, who only returned to neon when he became an adult, could not know.

At this moment, even if he had confidence in his heart, the Furukawa City Guards could only nod slightly with a slight drum.

"Then let's take a good taste of Mitsui-san's tea, anyway, I'm just doing things according to the rules. I hope Mitsui-san can understand. ”

Even if he has the confidence, in the face of such a giant in the country, Furukawa City Guards are a little hairy in their hearts after all, so their tone is much softer than when they came in just now.

The other people around the two, the Mitsui family and the Tokyo District Prosecutor's Office, of course, also noticed the change in the two.

The faces of the members of Mitsui have also changed from the unified anger just now to the different looks of some people who are proud, some who continue to be angry, some people who grit their teeth, and some people who have a grudge on their faces.

And the people from the Special Services Department of the Tokyo Regional Prosecutor's Office seemed very confident when they first arrived, but now after Mitsui Takaki made this call, they also looked a little apprehensive like the Furukawa City Guard.

At this time, Mitsui Takaki's wife also finished showing her so-called neon tea ceremony, and Mitsui Takaki invited Furukawa City Guards to taste tea:

"Please taste, Furukawa-san."

"Then I'll be respectful and obey." Furukawa Guard's tone was a little more polite than just now.

The two tasted good tea from the Jiangnan region of China.

After that phone call just now, Mitsui Takaki was much calmer, and he even began to be in the mood to discuss the neon tea ceremony and the quality of the tea leaves in front of him with Furukawa Guard.

But where did Furukawa City Guard understand this, in fact he was a Japanese-American. His parents and wife are all in New York, and they are dual nationals of Neon and the United States, and their growth and education are all in the United States.

In fact, most of the key staff members of the Special Services Bureau of the Tokyo District Prosecutor's Office are also Japanese-Americans, and they are all dual nationals.

Except for some of the clerks at the bottom who are locals, no matter what others do here, they can just pat their butts... The stock went back to the United States and continued to live their American life.

This is also one of the reasons why the Tokyo District Prosecutor's Office is particularly domineering in Neon, and anyone dares to investigate.

Because in Neon, they are really not afraid of neon people taking revenge on their families and the like, except for themselves.

And if anyone dares to target them, then almost 40,000 US troops stationed in Japan will help them get justice.

But Mitsui Takaki is different from the other neon people, including those righteous animals, after all.

This is the top chaebol family in Neon, and to a certain extent, it is even more terrifying than the one in the imperial palace. So when facing him, even if he has confidence, even if the roots are not neon, Furukawa City Guards and his colleagues are somewhat empty.

After chatting like this, while drinking tea, half an hour passed.

To be honest, at this time, the Furukawa City Guards were a little tempted to retreat.

Before the results of the heavenly character fighting, he didn't have the courage to really take Mitsui Gaoxi away.

In contrast, Mitsui Takaki is much calmer.

Unfortunately, the satellite phone in front of him rang.

Mitsui Takaki immediately put down the teacup in his hand, paused the topic of talking to Furukawa City Guard about where neon is more suitable for summer heat, and immediately connected to the satellite phone.

"Hello, Mr. Morgen, I'm Mitsui Takaki."

"What do you say? Go with him? But, but ...... But you promised me! ”

"I ...... You, I'm ...... Ay...... What kind of options can I make? Of course I can only trust you. ”

"I understand, then let's ...... first"

Mitsui Takakitetsu's face turned blue, and his face became worse than ever.

He looked at the Furukawa City Guard, whose expressions began to soothe, and then looked at the family members around him, whose faces had all turned bad after the phone call.

In the end, Mitsui Takaki sighed, stood up silently, and said to Furukawa City Guard and other Tokyo District Prosecutor's Office staff, "Let's go, Furukawa-san, I'll go with you." I believe that the fair and strict District Prosecutor's Office will definitely give me justice. ”

Furukawa City Guard laughed happily, he knew that the battle of the heavenly characters was over.

And it is obvious that it is the heavenly people on their side who have won this battle.

He changed his gentle face just now, and said with a businesslike look: "As long as you don't break the law, Mitsui-san, then you'll be fine." But if you sin, no one can save you. ”

Mitsui Takaki smiled wryly with an ugly face, explained a few words to his family, and followed the Furukawa City guards outside with an expressionless face.

During this period, some people from the Mitsui family wanted to step forward to stop it. The Furukawa City Guards didn't make a move, and they were called back by Mitsui Takaki himself.

However, when he walked out of the Mitsui family gate and came to the road outside, Mitsui Takaki's face finally became more difficult to look at.

Because at the beginning of his house, a large group of guys with cameras and cameras appeared at some point, and they knew that they were reporters at a glance.

When they came up, they took pictures of Furukawa City Guards and Mitsui Takaki frantically, even if the people of the Mitsui family decisively stepped forward to stop them, they couldn't stop these people's operations.

Mitsui Takaki closed his eyes in pain, because he found a large number of blonde and blue-eyed ghosts in these groups of suspected reporters.

That means that this matter cannot be eased at all, and I am going to be on the international news this time.

Before getting into the car of the Special Services Department of the Tokyo Regional Prosecutor's Office, Mitsui Takaki felt regret.

But he knew that even regretting it was useless. Because even if he chooses Abel Smith, it is very likely that there will be this scene in front of him, but the difference is that it is replaced by another group of Americans.

In the end, the reason is that there is no sovereignty.

A country without sovereignty, even if it is a high-ranking existence, is no different from ordinary people in the face of this situation.

……

……

Don't mention the neon side, because Mitsui Takaki was imprisoned, which caused a huge storm of public opinion.

The person who caused the neon superstorm left Tokyo on August 10th.

This morning, Huaxia Imperial Capital Airport.

For the first time, the Smith has finally arrived in the capital of the world's most populous country.

Not to mention the welcome treatment at the airport, in short, it is not much worse than the neon man's side.

In the afternoon, he stayed in the hotel arranged for him here.

It can be seen that this side really attaches great importance to him, and arranges for him to live in Building 2. Since there is no Building 1 here, Building 2 is actually Building 1.

The place is bordered by the Central Lake to the west, the cherry orchard to the south, and the Grand Consulate No. 18. There are 27 sets of general suites and deluxe suites, common rooms and standard rooms in the building.

This time, all of them were taken out for the use of Abel and his entourage, and more than 100 people lived in Hulala.

Looking at the door of the building, Amanda Hirst looked at the ancient Chinese calligraphy characters that were particularly weighted with gold lacquer, and then discussed with Lydia in a whisper: "No matter how many times I look at them, I still think their classical characters look very artistic." ”

"I think so too." Lydia replied softly to her cousin.

When the two first left the United States, the relationship between the two was not as good as it is now.

Even though they used to have a good relationship, they fell out later because of Abel's existence.

Finally this time on the neon side, because Abel has been greedy for Mitsui Fuyuko and their beauty for a long time, so that they all have a feeling of being left out.

In the face of "foreign enemies", the two sisters finally let go of their prejudices and "shared hatred for the enemy", and their relationship was much more relaxed than when they first left the United States.

At this time, the two followed behind Abel, looking at this antique building, and whispering about the ubiquitous ancient Chinese calligraphy around them.

Actually, it's false to say that the two of them are interested in this.

Not many serious Americans are interested in this kind of thing.

They were discussing so vigorously at this time, and their voices could even be heard by Abel in front.

In fact, it is just that as Abel's close people, they are very aware that their men have an inexplicable affection for this country.

Even in many of his offices, there are "paintings" of this kind of classical Chinese characters, which are actually the plaques of calligraphy hanging here.

When they discussed this, it was just an act to attract Abel's attention.

Abel was naturally listening, but he was a little unimpressed that they thought the calligraphy around them was beautiful.

Because he has a strong talent for art, although he can't calligraphy, he can see at a glance that these calligraphy fonts hanging in Building 2 or simply carved are very ordinary.

The question is, why do the Chinese people hang very ordinary calligraphy fonts here and there, and even many ancient buildings are carved everywhere?

The reason is simple, because most of the calligraphy is written by the same person. He was an emperor, and his reign was Qianlong......

The original site of this hotel was expanded in the hands of the Chinese emperor. He liked this place very much, and after the expansion, he paid everywhere.

There is also a tradition of being a venerable here, and the words left by the emperor are naturally preserved, and there are many places.

However, at this time, Abel was not in the mood to discuss these calligraphy with the two of them, which was actually very unclass.

Because the person in charge of entertaining them here had not left yet, he was smiling beside Abel, communicating with him in fluent English.

It's not about serious topics, it's about the weather here.

"It's a little hotter now. October will be much better, I didn't expect you to come early, Mr. Smith, it really surprised us. ”

"Wang, in fact, you can speak Chinese. I can speak Chinese, and I rarely speak to people in the United States, so I feel a little unfamiliar. You may be able to speak Chinese with me, which can be regarded as helping me practice speaking. ”

Listening to Abel's obviously southern accent Chinese, the latter was obviously surprised, thinking that this person could speak Chinese, but he didn't expect to be so fluent.

He smiled and fulfilled Abel's request, replacing fluent English with standard Chinese.

All the way to Abel, most of the people moved in, and the things and luggage also moved in.

After chatting for a while, Wang smiled goodbye and left, saying that he would continue today's topic when he feasted Abel in the evening.

I wrote more than 7,000 words, but in the end I was coaxed, and most of them were deleted, and only so many remained. If you think about this part, it's better to skip it quickly. That's all there is to it today.

(End of chapter)