Shooting in the middle of the street is explosive anywhere.

Let alone attacking a member of the Imperial Family.

The Japanese Imperial Family may have declined in the halls of power, but it still holds sacred ground in the hearts of the Japanese people.

After the incident, the Fukushima law enforcement worked tirelessly, uncovering the gunman's identity in just half a day.

"Satoshi Takemoto, 56 years old, local to Fukushima, has been a fisherman for generations, affected by nuclear waste discharge into the sea, lost his primary source of income, and because their livelihood was cut off, his only son impulsively invested the family's savings into the deceptively prosperous stock market, hoping to get rich overnight, but ended up losing everything in the stock market crash, and last month committed suicide by drowning in the sea where he used to fish."

Tragic.

Truly tragic.

Lonelier and colder than the night outside.

It's rare, coming to a coastal area like Fukushima, not seeing a single star.

"What about his wife?"

Jiang Boss asked.

Fujiwara Reiki shook her head, "She passed away due to illness years ago, so the father and son depended on each other, perhaps that's why the old man dared to take such a risk."

Son committed suicide.

A lifetime's savings evaporated.

Anyone would find it hard to withstand such a heavy blow.

Basically a devastating disaster.

There's a saying that when life forces you into a corner, the only choice left is crime.

"It's like Prince Wataru Tetsuya took the blame for us."

According to the narrative, the elderly man should hate the root cause, Yingdong Electric Power, the instigator of it all; had Fukushima's seafood not been boycotted and unsold, his son wouldn't have gambled in the stock market, lost everything, and felt compelled to commit suicide.

Even if Yingdong Electric Power wanted to remedy the situation, human life can't be resurrected, and the pain inflicted on this family will never heal.

That's why when he learned that Prince Wataru Tetsuya was endorsing a heartless company, this unattached old man exploded.

Everything makes sense.

No wonder his shooting skill was so poor.

"Where did he get the gun?"

"He assembled it himself, bought the parts online, he's been planning this for a long time, just waiting for the opportunity."

Alright.

The logic perfectly closed.

The investigation into this case is crystal clear now.

"Were the findings conveyed to Prince Wataru Tetsuya?"

"He was informed immediately."

"What was his reaction?"

"What could his reaction be? The gunman has been brought to justice. Jiang-san, why are you staring at Reiki like that? Do you have doubts? All these clues have been meticulously verified by the police department; this is the truth."

Jiang Chen neither agreed nor disagreed.

He wasn't concerned about what the truth was.

"How is Wataru Tetsuya's condition?"

"A bullet hit his right arm, it was removed through surgery, not a major issue."

Fujiwara Reiki suddenly recalled something, and added, "Jiang-san, why do you need Reiki's help?"

"Weren't you the one who told me about the small failure leading to a great conspiracy?"

Jiang Chen retorted.

"And even if I didn't remind you, could you really watch him die in Fukushima, die right before your eyes? That would be hard to explain to the Imperial Family."

"So Jiang-san cares about Reiki."

Miss Fujiwara appeared bashful, lowered her gaze slightly, gentle as water.

Fortunately, Tanki Liuli was in the bedroom at the time, otherwise witnessing this scene might make it even harder for her to understand.

"But this accident also helped Jiang-san vent a little."

Fujiwara Reiki lifted her eyes.

Jiang Chen shook his head, speaking in a somewhat lost tone: "You can't say that; no one wants such things to happen. Although the gunman's actions are not commendable, he himself is worthy of sympathy. Families experiencing such tragedies are far more than one; all we can do is try our best to correct errors and prevent more tragedies from occurring."

There should be cameras here.

At the very least.

There should be applause.

Though Miss Fujiwara didn't clap, she showed mesmerized eyes, full of admiration.

"Jiang-san is truly noble."

This enigma.

Why does it sound like an insult?

"Wataru Tetsuya's security concerns need to be addressed seriously next..."

Once can be chalked up to an accident.

But twice can't be justified.

"Reiki knows, not even a mosquito can approach Prince Wataru Tetsuya without permission."

Fujiwara Reiki suddenly moved closer, "Jiang-san is so considerate of Reiki, Reiki has no way to repay this..."

Jiang Chen felt like laughing.

Such a cliché line.

Yet he couldn't quite bring himself to laugh.

Looking at that breathtaking face, the images from that night started swirling in his mind, although he hadn't been drugged, a restless feeling was ready to surge within.

Once Pandora's Box is opened, it's hard to close.

Why was Daji cursed for thousands of years?

Just because she influenced King Zhou of Shang.

A true evil holds the power to lure people to corruption, and without a doubt, this Miss Fujiwara is the type to rival the Nine-tailed Demon Fox.

The memories of that wild and stimulating night may be exhilarating, but Jiang Chen didn't wish to truly turn into a beast, although he couldn't deny the biological instinct.

But the biggest difference between humans and animals lies in the ability to control desire.

"Aren't you afraid of pain?"

He asked calmly.

"It's not the first time, as long as Jiang-san is gentle, Reiki can handle it."

Alright.

The recovery ability is indeed strong.

Didn't even leave a psychological shadow?

Her glistening eyes gazed at Jiang Chen.

"Hasn't Jiang-san recovered yet?"

Alright.

She's even countering with provocations.

Fujiwara Reiki's eyelashes fluttered, revealing an invitation; after all, they were both adults, with the main topic discussed, it was time for something enjoyable, yet she seemed to have forgotten that they weren't the only man and woman in this hotel room.

She forgot, but Jiang Boss certainly hadn't.

After barely managing to cover up the eavesdropping incident, if she were to witness it this time...

It would surely desecrate the three pure ones.

"You should know Miss Duanmu has a bias against Japanese people."

"And then?"

Fujiwara Reiki looked puzzled.

"And if she wants to do something to you, I can't stop it."

"Does Jiang-san mean she would be jealous?"

Fujiwara Reiki smiled instead of panicking, suddenly, she pulled out a small glass bottle from somewhere, containing an unknown liquid.

"Just open this, put it in her room, let the liquid inside evaporate, and within ten minutes, she will fall into a deep sleep."

Hearing the whisper, and seeing the glass bottle with the unknown liquid, Jiang Chen couldn't help but drift.

A real-life Breaking Bad?

Could this woman possibly carry all sorts of chemical agents with her?

"Bang."

The bedroom door suddenly opened without warning.

Jiang Chen and Fujiwara Reiki turned their heads in unison.

This time Tanki Liuli stood at the door, no longer choosing to eavesdrop.

Fujiwara Reiki didn't have time to hide the glass bottle in her hand, clearly revealing the liquid inside under the light.

"What are you planning to do?"

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