The vibration when the plane landed woke up Lu Mingfei. He rubbed his eyes and turned to look out the porthole.
Crystal-like buildings stood one after another, and an English radio broadcast sounded, reminding him that he had arrived at his destination.
Narita Airport, immigration hall.
Lu Mingfei looked around like a local dog. Everything was new after he stepped into this land. Japan is very attractive to an otaku.
When the Executive Department and Norma sent an email to his mobile phone to terminate the task of handling fugitives from Cedros Prison, Lu Mingfei was delighted. When Principal Angers personally called him to inform him that he was going to Japan to perform the task, Lu Mingfei
Unless he was excited, he didn't even ask about the specific details of the mission.
Principal Angers said that his main task was to visit the Japanese branch on behalf of the headquarters, conduct inspections and negotiations on the failure of the Longyuan Project and the resignation of all Japanese branches, and cooperate with Jiang Yi to complete the task at a critical period.
Lu Mingfei understood immediately. It was a civilian job without any danger. The two armies were fighting and the envoys would not be killed. If there was a conflict between the headquarters and the branch, it would be impossible to fight.
Moreover, Jiang Yi, Nuonuo, Chu Zihang, and Caesar's senior brothers and sisters are still in Japan. They are responsible for anything. This is a trip to Japan.
Lu Mingfei prepared a guide on the plane and filled a page with the attractions he wanted to visit.
Lu Mingfei didn’t hesitate in choosing the first attraction, which was every otaku’s resort—Akihabara!
Akihabara, the "Otaku Street", is famous overseas. There are thousands of electronics stores on the street, where the most fashionable games and electronic products are released, as well as specialty maid cafes.
Legend has it that Akihabara is a holy land for otakus. As long as you travel from your hometown to Akihabara, the god of otakus will give you a girl and unlimited game bonuses...
Next is Nagoya City, Mount Fuji, Chidorigafuchi, Ginza... Anyway, the expenses are reimbursed by the execution department.
Lu Mingfei was still immersed in his own pleasure. He followed the crowd to the counter and didn't react until the staff called him several times.
"Private Marseille! (I'm sorry)" Lu Mingfei handed over his passport with some embarrassment.
The staff member responded with a formulaic smile. She opened the photo page of her passport and looked at the tourists in front of her. Her job was to sit at the counter and examine foreign tourists to determine whether the real person and the photo matched.
The young man in front of him had a popular face. When he smiled awkwardly, he looked as harmless as a little white rabbit. He was not handsome at all, but he had a certain delicate look between his brows.
Moreover, that sentence in Japanese has a strong flavor of Japanese comics, and when you hear it, you will know that it is an otaku who has come here for a "pilgrimage".
Just as the staff was about to say something, a sudden sound of brakes, exclamations and rapid footsteps entered the hall. The commotion of the crowd spread rapidly from outside to inside, but was quickly calmed down.
The staff member glanced at the surveillance screen and was startled. A dozen black Mercedes-Benz cars blocked the road outside, and men in black suits poured into the pick-up hall from different entrances.
The men's waists had a bulge, and they didn't know if they had daggers or firearms hidden under their suits. A small tattoo was exposed on their necks, symbolizing their status!
Yakuza! But there are few yakuza who are so arrogant as to openly attack Narita Airport!
The gang members stood one after another at the entrance to form a human wall, and any passengers who tried to enter or exit were repelled by their cold eyes. The security personnel were also frightened and huddled in the duty room and did not dare to come out.
The brave staff member quickly crouched down and pulled out a direct-dial phone to the airport guard.
"Please send someone over quickly! There are many of them and they are all armed! Call the police! Report quickly..."
Her voice stopped suddenly, and there was suddenly no sound from the phone. She looked up in fear, and there was a fierce gangster standing in front of the counter. He had his collar open, and the green ghost tattoo seemed to be crawling out of his collar.
Just by looking at that face, you can guess how many heinous crimes he has committed, how many cases he has accumulated in the police, and the phone cord that was severed by the knife was in the hands of the gangster, who put it on the counter.
After the gangster-like gangsters finished all this, they stepped aside. A bookish young man walked up, followed by a gangster behind him. This gangster's momentum was much weaker, as if he was teasing women on the street.
A gangster who can't get on the stage.
"Sorry for causing you any trouble, there's no need to call."
"This is the office of Japanese Customs...you...don't mess around!" she warned the other party carefully.
"Excuse me, please be patient, we will leave soon." The young man said calmly.
The staff member nodded blankly. She looked at the face of the young male college student in front of her, and a picture immediately appeared in her mind. In front of the window with falling cherry blossoms, a student wearing a white scarf held a book and occasionally pushed it.
Gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of the nose.
It’s hard to imagine that such a gentle and gentle person already holds a high position in the underworld gang... Even a layman can see the respect that this group of underworld members have for young people. Even the gangster or gangster with a more underworld temperament is just
Beside him is a figure leading a horse.
Yuan Zhisheng glanced at the immigration hall with evil eyes: "Are you here yet? Is the plane delayed? Or is it for other reasons?"
Misbuki Sakura said: "The information given by the airport is that we have arrived, maybe we are still waiting in line to go through immigration formalities?"
It was only after Misuki Sakura spoke that the staff noticed her. Her presence was so low that if you glanced at her, you would subconsciously dismiss her as a shadow, but if you take a closer look, you can see that she is full of charm.
The staff looked at the two people carefully. Their eyes scanned the passengers waiting to enter the customs, obviously looking for someone.
But who can let the underworld use such "courtesy" and not hesitate to block the country to find him? A traitor in the family? The boss of a competing gang? When found, should they be taken away or executed on the spot?
She couldn't think of an answer, and the pressure in her heart continued to build up as time passed.
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Suddenly there was a commotion from the side.
"idiot!"
A gang member came to a group of squatting passengers. There was a young man who was preparing to make a phone call quietly with his back on his back, but he was still spotted by his sharp eyes.
The gang member grabbed the phone and threw it to the ground. Under his amazing arm strength, the iPhone was instantly shattered into pieces. The crowd panicked, and the young man squatting in the crowd was also trembling.
"Private Marseille! Private Marseille... Taijun, Taijun, I am a good citizen!" the young man said with his head in his hands.
The staff also noticed this, and she recognized the young man as the passenger who had just served her. The young man's passport was still in her hand.
"Please don't hurt our passengers! They are all foreigners. If they are not handled properly, international disputes may arise!" she said boldly to Yuan Zhisheng.
Yuan Zhisheng glanced at the chaos on the side with cold eyes. The gang members were still threatening the crowd fiercely, and the young passenger kept nodding and saying "Hi! Hi! Hi!", looking docile and sensible.
Yuan Zhisheng waved his hand, and Yasha understood and immediately solved this small incident, and no one paid much attention to it.
Lu Mingfei felt that he was extremely unlucky. He had been fantasizing about this wonderful journey on the plane. When he fell asleep, he dreamed that he was lying on the maid's lap wrapped in white stockings...
But as soon as he got off the plane, reality gave him a chill. He met a gangster before he left the airport. Only then did he remember that Japan not only has Akihabara, a holy place for otakus, but it is also a country where gangsters are legal...
He, Lu Mingfei, has traveled all over the country for many years, but he has never encountered gangsters from that country who dare to block the international airport.
Fortunately, he was smart and hid in the crowd and squatted down when he saw the situation was bad. If the situation was wrong, he could lie down in the crowd and pretend to be dead.
He would not be stupid enough to take action casually outside. This is now a blank area of the academy's influence. Even if he solves the gang, he will still have to be questioned by the police. Moreover, the gang has a large number of people, and most of them are paired with firearms.
Lu Mingfei remembered the phone number that Principal Angers left for him. Principal Angers said that he had a student in Japan and that if anything happened, he could seek his help.
But as soon as he turned on his cell phone, the mission email sent by Norma was stuffed into his mailbox, and his cell phone beeped. Although he felt something bad and pressed the speaker immediately, the gang members with sharp ears noticed his little move.
Now Lu Mingfei could only squat on the ground, hoping that these gangsters would leave as soon as possible.
A few more minutes passed, and Yuan Zhisheng looked at his watch a little irritated.
Things have rarely been smooth sailing since he became the head of the family, and these things combined have worn down his mentality. Moreover, they cannot block Narita Airport all the time, otherwise the impact will be too bad and it will not be easy for our family to deal with it.
Crow leaned on the counter, looked at the ceiling and said: "Young Master, are we being tricked by people in this department? Maybe Principal Ange's beloved disciple is just a cover, and no normal person would come to Japan at this time.
"
Yuan Zhisheng twisted the gentian ring on his finger: "No, Principal Ange is a proud man. Proud people disdain lies, and if it is a lie, it means nothing."
Misbuki Sakura took out her work tablet: "I checked the flight information sent by the headquarters again. United Airlines flight ua881 has landed."
"Is it possible that Mr. 'Love Disciple' is already in the airport pick-up hall..." Crow suddenly said, looking at the hall.
Most of the tourists huddled together in fear in the face of the ferocious gangster thugs and crouched in the corner. Of course, there were also tourists who were calm or unaware of the situation and sat calmly on public seats.
Hearing the source of the crow's words, he was startled, but turned around to face the crowd, scanning the crowd with his eyes, trying to find the "S" class elite student of the headquarters, Principal Ange's beloved disciple. Shibuki Sakura also turned around to look.
"Excuse me, who is Mr. Lu Mingfei?" Yuan Zhisheng said loudly, and he spoke Chinese fluently.
When no one answered, Yuan Zhisheng repeated again: "Who is Mr. Lu Mingfei from Kassel College?"
Still no one responded, just when Minamoto was about to lose her patience, Shibuki Sakura pointed at the crowd.
In the crowd, Lu Mingfei, who was squatting, raised his hands timidly.
When he heard the first call, he was still thinking that there should be someone with the same name as him. After all, he had nothing to do with the underworld, but Lu Mingfei from Kassel College was the only one who had no semicolon.
Yuan Zhisheng was stunned. He looked at Lu Mingfei, who was getting up slowly, with some disbelief. Previously, his eyes had been on the passengers sitting on the public seats, and he even looked forward to the passengers coming out of the public toilet.
Because in his mind, the "S" class in this department must be extraordinary, not to mention that even Principal Angers calls him his beloved disciple. He may have the pride of Caesar, the coldness of Chu Zihang, or the sharpness of Jiang Yi
, anyway, it is impossible to be frightened by these small scenes put on by our family.
But he was wrong, and very wrong... Lu Mingfei stood up, and Yuan Zhisheng overlapped his face with the edited photo on the information sent by the headquarters.
"Are you Mr. Lu Mingfei?" Yuan Zhisheng asked uncertainly.
"If there is no one with the same name, it should be me," Lu Mingfei smiled awkwardly, "I am the only one with the surname Lu in Kassel College."
Crow remembered the scene where Lu Mingfei was scolded by their subordinates just now, "It's really...unique!"
Yuan Zhisheng's head was full of black lines, and he stopped looking. Since Lu Mingfei said "Kassel College", there was no need to doubt his identity.
Shibuki Sakura came forward and said, "Mr. Lu, we are from the Sheqi Eighth Family."
Crow also came up and took the suitcase he was carrying.
"You guys... are so enthusiastic!" Lu Mingfei could only continue to laugh. Looking at Shibuki Sakura, who was wearing a smart black suit, he finally felt like he had met a normal person.
Yasha smiled softly: "Japan is a country of etiquette."
"It's not peaceful in Tokyo recently, so I brought more people to protect the safety of our distinguished guests," Misuki Sakura bowed deeply and was meticulous in etiquette, "Please forgive me for any offense I may have caused!"
The crowd gathered around Lu Mingfei and he was about to leave, but the staff stopped them from behind.
Yasha immediately looked over with cold eyes.
"Sir, your passport!"
As the staff continued their work, the "Entry Permitted" stamp was knocked down.
"Thank you!" Lu Mingfei trotted up, but the staff did not let go when he grabbed his passport.
"Do you need to call the police?" the brave staff member whispered.
"No, no, no," Lu Mingfei left gracefully. But the reality was that he knew that these people were of mixed race. Although the staff deliberately lowered the volume, it still fell into their ears.
Yuan Zhisheng took the lead, followed by Lu Mingfei, followed by Wu Wu and Yaksha, who had to go to the monitoring room to eliminate the surveillance videos from this period.
The men in black lined up and bowed deeply: "Hello, distinguished guest!"
Lu Mingfei tried his best to straighten his body and waved to them: "Comrades... ahem, hello everyone!"
Dozens of men in black followed the team, spreading out like black wings. All the staff were stunned, and everyone in the hall was stunned.
There was a fleet of Mercedes-Benz parked outside the hall, and Yuan Zhisheng got into the first car.
Lu Mingfei was about to get into the car at the back without thinking, but was stopped by Misuki Ying: "VIP, please take the first car!"