Jing Baiye knows how powerful chaebols are in capitalist countries.
Economy, culture, social life... all aspects of national life are dominated by these large conglomerates, including politics, because any election requires a lot of money, building momentum, and guiding public opinion all cost money. There will never be a real election.
civilians came to power.
Japan has followed this path a long time ago, privatizing many industries at the beginning of the reform. The major consortiums, with their respective banks as the core, include major economic sectors such as finance, industry, commerce and international trade.
Controlled Japan's economic lifeline and national machinery.
The Karasuma Group is the most powerful among these consortiums and the one with the best reputation.
Jing Baiye knows all the crimes committed by black organizations in different countries over the years.
The organization is a knife in the hands of the chaebol. It secretly handles all the people and things in the Karasuma Group that cannot be solved by normal means. The Yatsura family whose whole family was attacked not long ago is a typical example.
It is said that his predecessor did more excessive things when he was in power, but Jing Baiye had no interest before, so he never looked through those files.
He leaned back in his chair, and on the black background page in front of him, the rare collective notice stood out.
At the same time, on the mobile phone, Yukimura Sanjiu, who was still in Kyoto, Japan, revealed an important piece of information to Jing Baiye.
"There is an undercover police officer next to me named Saito Kiyoshi. His real name is Kobayashi Kiyoshi. Saito is his wife's surname."
"I originally planned to tell you after you come back from the United States, but I just heard from my current boss that the organization has suddenly increased the reward for finding undercover agents, so I want to tell you now to avoid being caught first."
Jing Baiye had long heard from Spiatus that the police intended to send a third undercover agent. Hearing this, he felt no emotion at all.
...The organization really deserves to be founded in Japan. There are so many undercover agents here.
Recalling his current situation and his thoughts when he first went to Japan, Jing Baiye felt his face hurt a little.
"Do you want to report him? The reward is not low."
After hearing his words, Jing Baiye fell into silence again.
An undercover agent is worth US$2 million, and this bounty will cause quite a shock within the organization.
Except for a few who are not short of money, are too busy, or have no interest in fighting and killing, most members will be eager to find undercover agents. Spending money is always the best way to mobilize people's enthusiasm.
This will be a hunting operation for undercover agents.
Even the undercover agent himself would probably be involved.
The first is that being unsociable can easily arouse suspicion, and the second is that the notice mentioned that a reward will be awarded by the BOSS himself, which will be a rare opportunity for the undercover to contact the most important person in the organization.
Of course, this may be a trap, but even if it is a trap, it is a very tempting trap - enough to attract undercover agents to blend in with a group of people who want to catch them, and to test it with great malice and danger.
The real undercover life may be like this, like walking on a tightrope. The next move may bring them closer to the secret, or it may make them... shatter to pieces.
If it were Jing Baiye a year ago, when he saw this email and the bounty, he would definitely sell this undercover agent who had nothing to do with him for money.
But now, he was more curious about what Spiatus wanted to do than money.
"...Did you listen to me?"
Xuecun Sanjiu didn't hear Jing Baiye's answer for a long time and called him strangely.
"I'm listening." Jing Baiye glanced at the intranet again and closed the page, "I'm not short of money recently, that undercover... you can decide what to do."
"I see."
Yukimura Sanjiu responded. He himself is not loyal to the organization, and he is not very interested in wealth. This call is just to remind him, and he does not really have any ill intentions towards the undercover.
"By the way, I found that he seemed to be at the police station...ah, he came out, I'll hang up first!"
Jing Baiye heard the sound of the convenience store opening from the opposite side. He was probably waiting for someone on the other side - most likely Kobayashi Kiyoshi - to buy something, so he made a phone call. Before Jing Baiye could answer, Yukimura Sanjiu hung up.
Telephone.
After the call ended, Jing Baiye did not put down his phone. He closed his eyes and leaned back on the chair, trying to clear his mind.
He allowed himself to temporarily forget about the three undercover men, Panno, Shirley and even Belmode...but there was one thing that he could not forget no matter how hard he tried.
——Fenrir mentioned to him the undercover agent codenamed Whiskey.
He recalled what happened to him before his death. Compared with his predecessor, Spiatus's treatment of undercover agents was not bloody.
It's just that he already knew who in the organization was an undercover agent. If he really wanted to arrest them, he could just tell them their code names and let Gin or others deal with them one by one. There was no need to go around in circles and send out such a notice.
By doing this, he was simply...
It was quiet outside the door. Jing Baiye knew without looking at the system map that Bourbon was not in the living room.
【...Host, if you are tired, you can take a rest.】
【Too many things have happened recently.】
The system's words made Jing Baiye open his eyes again, and he poked at it helplessly: [Actually, it's not bad... I can't rest, there are still the last few dozen minutes of information to be read from the Sindora Group. ]
He took out the scarred keychain from his pocket and placed it on the table. He stood up, took off his suit, and put them into the system backpack together.
After putting it away, he glanced at it and found that the backpack was very messy and had not been sorted out for several months, so he sat down and started packing it again.
When packing a backpack, you don’t need to take out all the items inside. You can directly drag the grids to change their positions. While Jing Baiye was sorting and sorting, he continued to think about Spiatus.
Obviously he should be the person who knows him best in the world, but he really doesn't know what Spiatus wants.
Wealth? Beauty? Power? Status?
These are easily accessible to him, and Jing Baiye feels that he doesn't care about them at all.
Just now in the hotel, Spiatus smiled when faced with his question.
——"Compared with the question of who I am...Bai Ye, can you tell me what you like?"
——“I like a warm home, guardians, friends and subordinates, money, people who are nice to me or good-looking people, delicious food, cute animals...and there are so many more, I can’t finish them all at once.
."
The things he likes are very common and are liked by most people in the world.
——"Because I like them, I will protect them and don't want them to be harmed."
Jing Baiye moved very quickly, and in a short time he had sorted out most of the backpack. He moved the keychain to the first row.
While dragging the grid to switch, he suddenly saw something he had forgotten for many days.
——"BOSS, is there anything you like?"
It was given to him by Spiatus when he traveled to the hot springs, a blue eyeball that had been soaked in a bottle and preserved for an unknown number of years.
From his first love.
——"My words should be completely opposite to yours."
When he said this, Spiatus had the same gentle smile on his face as always.
