"Do you have a bomb?" someone asked.

All eyes met, seeming to signify none had one. At that moment, the man at the very bottom said, "I have one on me."

Upon looking, it indeed was a grenade.

"Blow it up."

Everyone immediately scattered.

Boom...

The grenade exploded. The manhole cover instantly cracked open.

The sumo wrestler was dumbfounded; he felt a muffled blast beneath his feet. Then, as the manhole cover split, he fell straight down and, because his body was too large, got stuck halfway in the opening – unable to climb out or drop in.

"This..." The bodyguards were flabbergasted.

"A pedestrian has fallen down." A bodyguard exclaimed in shock.

"Did they survive the explosion?" the crowd exclaimed in alarm.

After a bout of pursuit, it ended in failure.

Fujii Katsuyoshi was extremely irritated, standing at the entrance of Kyoto Building, he gritted his teeth and said, "Immediately notify Japan Police Station, have them lock down all major ports and airlines, we cannot let this guy leave Japan. We must capture Lin Chuan."

"Yes!" Everyone nodded in agreement.

Soon after, Japan Police Station promptly initiated a manhunt.

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Lin Chuan, now wanted by the Japanese police, had already returned to the heart of Tokyo, alone, back to Qingzi's traditional Japanese courtyard. Lin Chuan lay on the lounge chair, looking up at the tree above, the large tree reminiscent of a giant palm, unfolding to almost envelop the entire courtyard within its grasp.

Lin Chuan lay there quietly, seemingly at peace, but in truth, it was not because of tranquility – he was simply waiting for Qingzi's return.

Half past five in the afternoon.

Qingzi's Prado returned, the car hardly managed to pull into the garage before coming to a sudden stop. Qingzi leapt out rapidly and dashed into the yard.

"Lin Chuan." Though Qingzi moved swiftly, her voice caught at the crucial moment.

"Go ahead." Lin Chuan didn't lift his head, just moved his lips slightly and said, "When are they coming to arrest me?"

"I..." Qingzi was at a loss.

"Didn't you bring them here?" Lin Chuan smiled and said, "I'm waiting right here for them to come and arrest me."

"Lin Chuan, I'm sorry, I…" Qingzi bit her lip, tears accumulating in her eyes, she said, "I didn't intend to deceive you on purpose, I... I just didn't want you to hate me."

"So you led me into the enemy's trap?" Lin Chuan smiled and asked.

"It wasn't a trap." Qingzi hurriedly explained, "I wanted to help you catch Old A's informant, so I kept following Mr. Fujii, hoping to intercept the informant before Mr. Fujii made contact with him. But I never expected such a situation to occur. I... I feel very guilty too."

"You never told me from the start that Fujii Katsuyoshi was a major leader of the Yamaguchi Group." Lin Chuan calmly stood up from the lounge chair and said, "In fact, you knew about Old A from the beginning; there were even intricate ties between you and Old A, right? No wonder you finished off Old A in seconds, without inquiring about any clues."

"I…" Qingzi bit her lip, still at a loss.

"Actually, you don't need to explain so much." Lin Chuan smiled and continued, "I can understand everything you've done. After all, you are with the Jvyi Gang, you are Fujii Katsuyoshi's person."

Having said this, Lin Chuan proceeded to walk outside. After these words, he felt a great relief in his heart.

"Lin Chuan, where are you going?" Qingzi shouted hastily.

"My task is complete, I should return to China." Lin Chuan didn't look back, simply waving his hand at Qingzi. At this moment, Qingzi felt an immense pain and helplessness; misunderstood by the man she deeply loved, she felt she could hardly hold herself together.

"No, you can't leave." Qingzi quickly chased after him, yelling out, "The Japan Police Station has issued a warrant for you, all the docks and airports are under police surveillance searching for you, you'll be caught if you leave now."

Lin Chuan abruptly stopped, smiling he said, "In this world, no one can catch me."

Having said that, Lin Chuan continued on his way.

Qingzi watched Lin Chuan's receding figure, understanding both the firm resolve in his departure and his disappointment in her.

"No!" In a panic, Qingzi hurriedly chased after him. She suddenly decided she had to catch up with Lin Chuan, otherwise, she'd feel guilty towards Lin Chuan. She didn't want to leave Lin Chuan with any bad impression, and even less to lose him.

However, after chasing through two alleys, she couldn't find Lin Chuan anywhere. Looking at the bustling street with its flowing traffic, and the suspended overpass, Qingzi felt somewhat at a loss.

Wow!

In the end, she sat down and wept, covering her face with both hands.

Behind her, a black figure with hands in pockets, watched Qingzi's back coldly, and after a long while, the figure disappeared into the shadows.

Not knowing how long she had cried, Qingzi felt an agonizing pain in her heart, as if a knife were slicing through it, causing her unbearable pain, almost breathless. She returned home like a walking corpse, sitting on a chair, drinking one cup of alcohol after another.

For some reason, Qingzi cared too much about Lin Chuan. She realized she had completely fallen in love with this man from China.

Drowning sorrows with liquor only deepens the sorrow. Qingzi simply couldn't bear the thought of Lin Chuan leaving with resentment, nor could she bear his deeply disappointed expression. She poured a whole jug of alcohol down her throat without hesitation.

One jug, two jugs...

Even Qingzi herself lost count of how many she had drunk.

Just as she was about to pour herself another drink, suddenly, a large hand reached out and grabbed hers.

"Stop drinking." A familiar voice came.

In a daze, Qingzi looked at the figure and exclaimed in shock: "Mr. Lin Chuan, is it you?"

"Yes," Lin Chuan nodded.

"My god, you... how did you come back?" Shocked, Qingzi stared at Lin Chuan, her face showing an incredulous expression, unable to believe it.

"I couldn't bear to see you sad and upset." Lin Chuan revealed a smile and said, "After all, you're my woman now."

"Mr. Lin Chuan." Overwhelmed, Qingzi hugged Lin Chuan, saying, "Mr. Lin Chuan, I'm so glad you're back, so glad."

A sense of happiness immediately filled Qingzi's heart. She clung to Lin Chuan like an octopus, wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. Lin Chuan, with a chuckle, supported Qingzi's buttocks with his hands.

Lin Chuan really couldn't bear to watch Qingzi like this, so he had been watching from the shadows, not leaving. Especially when he saw Qingzi drinking one glass after another, his heart almost broke. He too was suffering deeply. A woman's tears are a man's sin. There's no doubt about that.

Lin Chuan's heart was in agony. He wanted to sever his relationship with Qingzi, but deep down he just couldn't let go.

Qingzi belonged to the Yamaguchi Group, and Lin Chuan knew that sooner or later, he would break with the Yamaguchi Group. That was a given. So this was where Lin Chuan was conflicted. If Qingzi sided with the Yamaguchi Group, what would he do in the future? If he went to war with the Yamaguchi Group later, what about Qingzi? Hesitating would only lead to endless trouble.

Yet, Lin Chuan was a creature of emotion; he just couldn't stand to see Qingzi upset, couldn't bear to see her heartbroken. His heart was sore; on the one hand, he couldn't stand to see Qingzi mistreated, but on the other, he was eager to take down the Yamaguchi Group. A nation bold enough to steal Chinese secrets, bold enough to collude with the Japanese government. Lin Chuan was determined not to let them off easily.

Embracing her like that, Qingzi actually fell asleep quietly in Lin Chuan's arms. Having drunk so much, it was no wonder she fell asleep so quickly.

Lin Chuan quietly carried Qingzi into the room. Then he laid her down on the bed.

But just as he laid Qingzi on the bed, she clung tightly to him, not letting go at all, giving him no chance to leave.

"Mr. Lin Chuan, don't go, please don't go," Qingzi murmured, "I won't let you go."

"Silly girl, I'm not leaving," Lin Chuan said softly.

"Don't leave, and if you must go, please take me with you." Qingzi's voice grew fainter.

"Okay, I will take you with me!" Lin Chuan soothed her emotions.

Before long, she fell asleep, her body relaxing and softening. Yet, the pained expression never left her face. Lin Chuan hadn't expected his actions to hurt her so deeply. Or rather, he hadn't realized just how deeply she loved him.

"Sigh," Lin Chuan sighed heavily.

He didn't know whether this was a bad thing or a good thing. If it was a bad thing, where was the harm; but if it was good, where was the good? Lin Chuan's mind was in turmoil. He suddenly regretted not leaving earlier because though it would have been painful, it would have been just for a moment. But because he didn't resist the impulse, now both of them were in pain, and for a longer time.

If the Jvyi Gang and the Yamaguchi Group went to war in the future, it was probably both himself and Qingzi who would suffer even more.

So, Lin Chuan smiled a peculiar smile.

On the bed, Qingzi lay quietly, with her delicate features, long lashes, arched eyebrows, eyes clear and soul-stirring, a pert nose, slightly flushed cheeks, lips like smeared cinnabar, and a snow-white, delicate face that seemed to glow.

Lin Chuan couldn't help but gently stroke Qingzi's cheek with his hand. Her face was very white and tender, flawless.

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