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Chapter 439 Mengxin Undercover's First Mission (Part 1)

The founder of the Yashiro Foundation was born in a low-class samurai family in Kyoto. Even if his descendants moved to Nishitama City, Tokyo, the annual family banquet would still be held at the ancient residence of the Yashiro family.

There were many guests at the banquet. Before the host of the banquet left the factory, they gathered together in twos and threes and chatted in low voices. No one made a loud noise.

Dai Jili stood at the table, holding a glass of red wine and looking around from time to time.

Everyone who could be invited to this banquet was an upper-class figure in society, and he saw several acquaintances among them.

Not far away, there was an old man in a black suit communicating with his secretary. He had gray hair and was deaf perhaps because of his age. The secretary next to him had to lean into his ear to talk. Suddenly, he seemed to notice something and turned his head towards the secretary.

Looking in the direction of Dai Jili, his originally narrowed eyes opened slightly.

The secretary noticed his actions and stopped reporting.

"Mr. Ganshan? What's wrong with you?"

Kenzo Masuyama, chairman of a certain automobile company, a big shot in Japanese financial circles...

"...Nothing, I just happened to meet the child of an old friend."

The old man turned back as if nothing had happened, narrowed his eyes again, and said in a kind tone to his subordinate: "Go on."

Dai Jili lowered his head to drink, pretending not to see him, and at the same time completed the identity of the other party in his mind.

...and also a retired member of the organization, Pisco Wine.

The organization will not let its members work until they are old. Except for scientists and other technicians who rely more on brain power, other senior employees over 60 years old can withdraw from front-line operations and transfer to the logistics department, as is the case with Pisco and his father.

The organization does not kill old employees, but allows them to take good care of themselves. This is the biggest reason why second-generation members can remain loyal.

Dai Jili remembered that Angstra's email to him didn't mention Pisco at all. I'm afraid he was just here as the chairman of Fanshan Group this time, so there was no need for him to go up and say hello.

He lowered his head and took another sip of wine. When he put down the glass, he saw a woman with short ear-length hair walking towards him.

She was dressed in a professional woman's attire, and her slightly old-fashioned black-framed glasses did not conceal her appearance, but instead added a bit more intellectual beauty to her. She applied a little makeup on her face and did not wear too much jewelry.

——It was Minamiko Akiyoshi, the ship designer of Yashiro Group, who personally came to deliver the invitation to Dai Jili.

"Mr. Ando."

Seeing the beauty coming over to talk to her, Dai Jili straightened his back and stood upright, hoping to make his image better.

He was about to say hello, but the next second, he saw a good-looking young man following Akiyoshi Minamiko, and the smile on his face suddenly froze.

"Is this Mr. Ando who won the Andrew Martin Design Award two years ago?"

The young man didn't notice Dai Jili's stiff expression at all. He walked over Akiyoshi Minamiko and extended his hand to Dai Jili: "I have long admired my name, Mr. Iteng. My surname is Kusaka, and I am a member of the film and television company under the name of Yashiro Group.

I am a new screenwriter. I am currently designing interior scenes for a new script. I have been lucky enough to browse your works..."

The Andrew Martin Award is known as the "Oscar Award in the field of interior design". The recipients of this award are all internationally renowned designers without exception.

Dai Jili achieved this entirely by relying on his own ability. Regardless of his organizational status and ability, his strength in design is absolutely impeccable.

Hearing that this person was also from the Yashiro Group, Dai Jili put aside his impatience and stretched out his hand to shake his hand.

"Nice to meet you."

He came to this banquet to observe the family members of the Yashiro Group closely. In order not to arouse suspicion, he could not be alone and had to try his best to integrate into the banquet scene.

It is a good choice to communicate with the employees of Yashiro Group. He can also ask about the Yashiro family's usual style - if they are unscrupulous capitalists who offend many people, it will be more convenient to find someone to take the blame.

"Did Mr. An Teng come alone?" Kusaka asked curiously.

"no."

Dai Jili did not hide this matter. After all, the security guard directly saw three of them when they came in: "I brought two assistants with me. It was just their first time attending this kind of banquet. They were a little nervous, so I asked them to go outside.

Just relax and just come back before the party starts."

"That's it." Akiyoshi Minamiko smiled.

Dai Jili smiled, and then he couldn't help but glance towards the door.

He asked his two men to go take a look around... Why hasn't anyone come back yet?



In a corridor far away from the banquet hall, a figure walked quietly past.

This old house is usually only taken care of by people, and the owner only lives there for a few days a year, so there are no surveillance cameras installed in many places. This makes it convenient for Kobayashi Kiyoshi to not have to hide or spend time cleaning up those surveillance cameras.

He made adequate preparations for this operation.

The third point on how to be a good undercover agent: Criminal organizations are not like the Japanese workplace. No one cares about seniority. If you want to climb up slowly, you will only become a waste in the eyes of others. Express yourself appropriately, even when facing patients with late-stage hypochondriasis who have abandoned treatment.

You also need to show your talent. Trash and undercover agents are both trash in the eyes of organization members. The only difference is the way they clean up.

So Kobayashi Kiyoshi got up early and made serious plans for this mission.

He brought a reversible coat with different colors on the inside and outside, another pair of shoes and some cosmetics - he had learned makeup from his wife in the past - and after leaving his boss Dai Jili, he immediately ran to the men's room to do a cross-dressing.

Turn your coat inside out and put it on again, change your shoes, wrap the original shoes tightly in plastic wrap and stick them on the inside of the toilet tank lid, then take out some cosmetics to correct your face, at least so that you don't look like yourself.

It only took two minutes to do all this. Even if time was urgent, he did not open the door and leave. Instead, he listened to the noise first and made sure there was no suspicious person outside before going out.

"how's it going?"

Xuecun Sanjiu's voice came from the communication headset. There were only two of them on the channel, and Dai Jili, who stayed at the banquet, was not there.

"No one has found me yet, but..."

Kobayashi Kiyoshi remembered what he had just found when he entered a certain lounge.

"...I'm afraid we are not the only ones who want to kill the Yashiro family."

There are fancy fishing line traps and bombs in the lounge. There are two sets of fancy traps, and the types and powers of the bombs are also different. I'm afraid they were done by different people.

I don’t know what the Yashiro family did to cause three waves of people to come and kill them.

Those two sets of mechanisms are all timed mechanisms and will be activated one after another in a few minutes. The other two groups of people may be at the banquet now, looking for someone to write an alibi, and they don’t know which unlucky guy will become their tool.



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