At three o'clock in the afternoon the next day, the civil aviation plane slowly landed at the Tokyo International Airport in Japan. The flight from the imperial capital of China to Tokyo, Japan, lasted ten hours, which made Fu Ming feel dizzy in the economy class of the plane.
The scars on Fu Ming's face were nothing compared to the superb medical skills of the team's doctor Jack Davis. Not only was the swelling completely reduced, but even the congestion was not noticeable.
Fu Ming got off the plane, shaking his head as if he was about to fall down on the roadside. Fu Ming has taken countless planes so far, but this is the first time he has airsickness.
Matt Adams went to get his checked baggage, looked at the security at the airport, and frothy. "Fu*k, there really is going to be a war, the airport is so strict." In Japan, weapons and equipment are not that easy.
After getting it, it was even more strict than in China, which made Matt feel very unhappy. Fortunately, Fu's Transportation and Trading Company has footprints all over the world, so members of Fu Ming's security forces will not fight people empty-handed.
"Check the situation in the hotel, spread out, and don't attract anyone's attention." Fu Ming looked at the country that was about to enter a state of war, breathed out slowly, and his body became better. Is Fu Ming gone?
After a few steps, he turned on the phone. A few seconds after turning it on, the ringtone rang. He didn't recognize the number, but it always felt like he had seen it somewhere before. He thought about it carefully and decided to answer the phone.
There are only a few people who know his private mobile phone number, and it should not be leaked to any outsiders.
Fu Ming tentatively picked up the phone, but did not speak, because he really didn't know which language to use to answer the phone. The first language he used to answer the phone might reveal his nationality. If the caller was an outsider,
, there is a risk of identity leakage.
"Fu Ming?" It was a girl's voice on the phone, speaking standard Chinese.
Fu Ming kept searching for this voice in his brain, "Senior Zhang..." Fu Ming's head felt dizzy again, and he quickly rubbed his head with his left hand. "How did you know my mobile phone number?" Fu Ming tried his best to
The volume was kept low. In fact, China and Japan were also in a very tense territorial dispute. He did not want the Japanese at the airport to use him as a boxing target.
"I heard that you had a fight with the instructor, but you were not injured. I gave you my phone number, but you called me and didn't come to me. I didn't know until I went to see you that you asked for leave and left." Zhang Lu spoke very quickly,
With some anxiety, he seemed to be very concerned about Ming's situation. "Where are you now?"
"Answer the question first, how did you know my mobile phone number." Fu Ming wanted to find out how this information was leaked. Although Zhang Lu posed no threat to him, knowing the leakage channel could prevent problems before they occur.
"Your friend saw me coming to see you and immediately gave me his mobile phone number. What's your name...Lin Jianping..." It seems that Zhang Lu was not too impressed by Lin Jianping's attentive behavior and didn't even remember his name.
live.
"This bitch..." Fu Ming cursed in a low voice. "I am in my hometown now and will not go back to school in a short time. Thank you, senior, for thinking about me. I have something else to do, so I won't chat with you. Goodbye."
"As long as you're okay... remember to look for me when you come back..."
Fu Ming's head was full of black threads, and he hung up the phone before Zhang Lu could finish speaking. Although it was not very polite, it was okay. Fu Ming really didn't need a woman to care about him now. It would only make him feel more trouble.
.Fu Ming was walking with his head lowered, and when he suddenly looked up, he found that Matt Adams and Xu Cheng, who were walking in front of him on both sides, suddenly stopped and looked behind him in horror.
"You two are so stupid on a plane? What are you looking at me doing?" Fu Ming also turned around, but was startled by the face behind him.
The girl behind him was wearing a gray business suit, a white shirt underneath, a knee-length skirt and gray stockings. She looked slender and delicate. She was putting her index finger on her lips and making silent gestures towards Matt and Xu Cheng.
action.
"Coco Heike Indias, there's something wrong with you!" Fu Ming almost shouted this with a wry smile. "Sh*t, what the hell did I hit today!" Coco's actions really scared him.
It's a surprise, but Coco's coming to Tokyo is expected. The Tokyo Arms Exhibition held every two years can attract intelligence agencies, military leaders, reporters, and of course arms dealers from all over the world. Within the iadc
Eight out of ten members will appear in various identities at the trade fair. Although everyone is in an alliance, they still have to pretend that they don't know each other.
Since the assassination of Hussein Heike Indias, all the assets of the Heike Indias Group have been transferred to Coco's hands.
This is a huge pressure for a girl younger than Fu Ming. She was not exposed to these things at a young age like Fu Ming. Fortunately, the senior management within the Heike Indias Group
Thinking of Hussein's old relationship, I was very willing to help Coco revitalize the group. After Hussein's death, although the group received some impacts, the overall situation was relatively stable.
"K, your courage is really getting weaker and weaker. I knew I could meet you here." Coco covered her mouth and let out a chuckle, mocking Fu Ming with a pure London accent and a sense of gentleman.
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"Don't greet me in such a stimulating way next time. I'm afraid my heart won't be able to bear it." Fu Ming patted his chest and his expression softened. Even though Coco was one of his own in a sense, the look on Fu Ming's face
The smile that had become a habit was still displayed without hesitation. He showed Matt a smile.
Matt understood immediately and walked quickly ahead with the security force members. "No need to wait for me, just confirm the room and send me the room number. I will accompany Miss Coco for a walk."
Coco also turned her head and said something to the female bodyguards behind her. The bodyguards followed the members of the Fu Ming security force.
"It seems we have booked the same hotel." Ke Ke looked at Fu Ming with a smile.
Fu Ming sighed deeply. "What's the news?" Looking at the security force members leaving in the distance, his face finally became serious.
"Nothing. I admit that my intelligence line is very short, and the intelligence organization is also very incompetent. Regarding vampires, I found nothing, not a single thing. Oh my god, how did this damn homosexual do it!" Coco's
Her expression also became heavy. Her father Hussein was probably assassinated by Alassad after being instructed by the vampire, but she could not find out anything now.
"I'm sorry, I couldn't be of much help. It seems that the vampire wanted my life very much. After I went to Venice, Italy, I was assassinated by armed men who seemed a bit amateurish." Fu Ming frowned and thought carefully.
"They are a group of Middle Easterners, probably members of the *** armed truth sect in southern Lebanon. Victor Abel's hatred for me is not that high. After all, I helped him get the position of the top leader of the party. His
I’m afraid there’s someone behind the scenes who is instigating it.”
"Is it a vampire?" Coco stopped and looked at Fu Ming. "K, you are not injured."
"I met the noble man, it's okay. There is no direct or indirect evidence to prove that it is the vampire, the chairman of the IADC, who is assassinating the members of the IADC organization. Do you think he will come here?" Fu Ming also stopped and looked at his phone.
The text message from De Alex explained exactly where they lived.
"Probably not. There are many IADC members here, so there is no need for him as the chairman to go out in person." Coco took a deep breath and spit it out. "Let's go eat first, I'm starving to death. There is a very famous restaurant in Tokyo.
Japanese cuisine."
"I don't like Japanese food. Western food is better. At least it's a little heated. This damn thing is completely raw. It must be bad for your stomach." Fu Ming's stomach was already churning, but he thought of sashimi and live squid, and felt even worse.
Disgusting.
"You are not born to enjoy." Coco glanced at Fu Ming, grabbed his arm and pulled him into a taxi. "Like it or not, you have to eat with me today.
.Let’s go to the weapons exhibition together tomorrow. Don’t tell me that you have any arms deal with the local gangs in Japan and run away first. The gangs here don’t like to use guns! I let you run away last time, but I can’t do it this time.”
Fu Ming felt helpless for a while and rolled his eyes. Don't try to fool him today. "It's definitely not a good thing for a woman to be too smart!"
Ten minutes later, Fu Ming was forcefully dragged into the Japanese restaurant by Coco. Fortunately for Fu Ming, Coco's Western face seemed a bit eye-catching. At this time in the afternoon, there were still a lot of people in the store, and there were fewer locals.
, there were also a large number of people with Western faces. Those men whistled to Coco, with kind smiles on their faces, and they didn’t mean anything obscene. But when they saw Fu Ming, an Oriental, being pulled by Coco’s hand.
When they came in, they all frowned.
Coco smiled politely in return, found a seat and sat down.
"It seems you are very popular." Fu Ming smiled helplessly.
"It seems you are not very popular." Coco opened the menu brought by the waiter. "Is there anything you want to eat?"
Fu Ming turned his head and asked the waiter in pure Japanese, "Are there any cooked food?"
The waiter was stunned. Judging from his accent, he was obviously Japanese. He actually came to a Japanese restaurant and asked for cooked food.
"Ahem...my stomach and intestines are not feeling well lately."
The waiter smiled and replied, "I'm sorry, sir, but we don't serve other food here except Japanese food."
"..." Fu Ming opened his mouth but said nothing.
When Coco opened his mouth to speak, the waiter was very surprised. It is rare for a Westerner to speak authentic Japanese. Coco ordered a lot of things, as if the purpose of coming to Japan was not to participate in an arms exhibition, but to come here.
Eating Japanese food.
Throughout the evening, Fu Ming watched Coco eat everything on the plate, but he didn't eat any. He really had no appetite to eat food that had not even been cooked.
"I'm so full. I spent a pleasant evening with you today, Mr. K." Coco looked at Fu Ming with a smirk, as if she had achieved her purpose of teasing him. "You can go back and rest first, I want to go shopping in Tokyo.
I took a look around, it’s been a while since I’ve been to Tokyo, and I wanted to see if anything has changed.”
Fu Ming cried sadly, "Women are really terrible animals." He raised his hand to stop a taxi, and rushed to the hotel without even saying goodbye. He just wanted to go back and have a few drinks.
Drink cold water, and then have a good sleep. If you go to an arms exhibition in this state, you will be laughed to death.
"You deserve it." Coco Heike Indias looked at the taxi's retreating shadow and cursed with a smile. At least, she had a really good time tonight.
As soon as Fu Ming returned to the hotel, he knocked on the door of Luther Alex and Song Jiahao's room. "No, no compressed cookies." Fu Ming's two eyeballs seemed to have sunk deeply into their sockets, and his face became very pale.
.He drank a few mouthfuls of cold water and found that his hands and feet were numb.
"Damn, I'm so hungry that I'm already suffering from hypoglycemia."