USA--
The plane landed slowly at Washington International Airport.
Yu Jiang walked off the plane carrying his simple luggage.
As we all know, this is not only the home of the United States, but also the home of the FBI.
Um? There seems to be a problem with the order, but it doesn't matter.
But few people know that Washington, D.C., is also the headquarters of the organization—no, maybe we can’t say that. After all, in the true sense, Washington is just the headquarters of Renya Karasuma alone.
In order to hide his identity and whereabouts, in addition to communicating with base stations and servers, the gentleman often flies around the world, but he still spends most of the year in Washington.
Oh, by the way, the headquarters of Karasuma Group is also in Washington.
But Renye Karasuma doesn't care much anymore.
After all, the elderly are always easily distracted and their minds are not very bright.
Yu Jiang flew directly to Washington this time just to meet his nominal father, Renya Karasuma.
Hey, he's over a hundred years old, I'm so embarrassed to accept him as my son!
When you walk out of the airport, there is a business car waiting at the door.
After seeing Yu Jiang, a young foreigner wearing a black suit, black tie and black sunglasses got out of the car.
He opened the car door for Yu Jiang respectfully, and then bowed: "You have worked hard on the journey."
Yujiang glanced at him and recognized him as one of the members of the Little Fresh Meat Team around Karasuma Renye. These people all knew his identity and had a very strict mouth - stricter than even Gin.
It is somewhat similar to the dead warriors trained by Renye Karasuma himself.
Just this greeting posture... is inexplicably a bit off-kilter.
Just like that, under the astonished eyes of the people around, the commercial vehicle slowly drove away from the airport.
Karasuma Renye was so arrogant in her hometown that Yue and the others did not even need to change cars midway and drove all the way to Karasuma Renye's residence.
This rich man with endless money to burn has a super luxurious "palace" in the suburbs of Washington. Buckingham Palace and the White House are like little brothers in front of it.
But yes.
As the real helmsman of the Karasuma Group, Renya Karasuma provides so much tax and fees to the American government every year, and has a particularly high sense of presence in every election. Even if the FBI and CIA speculate that the Karasuma Group is related to the organization, they will not know the exact details until they get the exact details. Before the evidence, they did not dare to take action against Karasuma Renye.
Not to mention arresting him, I'm afraid I wouldn't even dare to send people to monitor those two families.
This is a world where capital is king.
The car drove all the way into the underground parking lot of the "Palace".
It's obviously just a parking lot for a private residence, but its size is comparable to that of a parking lot in a large shopping mall in New York.
There were countless luxury cars inside, and anyway, Yu Jiang saw many treasures that were the only ones in the world.
Thinking about the way the whiskey group searched through the equipment section when they applied for transportation tools, Yu Jiang just thought it was ridiculous.
Passing through a corridor paved with marble, intertwined with precious works of art hanging on both sides of the corridor, Ikujiang arrived at the door of Karasuma Renye's study room, which was comparable to a library.
The "boy band member" who picked him up knocked on the door with only one finger.
The door opens by itself without anyone having to do anything.
The "boy group member" didn't go in, but just made an invitation gesture to Yu Jiang.
Yu Jiang strode into the study, and the heavy wooden door closed behind him.
An old man sat hunched behind an expensive mahogany desk. Lying on the table was a snow-white cat with very lively eyes. It had been staring at Yu Jiang since he entered the door.
"You're here." The old man spoke slowly, his voice hoarse and weak, completely different from the powerful voice in the video call.
It can only be said that the power of technology is great.
"Meow-"
The cat that looked lazy just now suddenly jumped up and ran towards Yu Jiang.
The way it runs looks very much like a squirrel, especially the fluffy and towering tail behind it, which is exactly like a squirrel.
But its head looks a bit like a hamster, white with a hint of gray.
Yu Jiang reached out to catch the cat and called, "Alcohol."
Karasuma Renya is such a bad namer that she gave such a cute cat such a vulgar name.
Or is it that Renye Karasuma has long understood that only cats are the purest wine, so he deliberately chose this name to mock himself?
"I heard that you had a good and prosperous year in Japan this year?" Renye Karasuma squinted her eyes, and her eyes, as small as slits, fell on Yujiang through her reading glasses, "I heard that you had a great year in Japan. Have you become a Japanese shogi player?"
"As expected, I can't hide anything from you." There was no emotion on Yu Jiang's face. He had expected this when Karasuma Renye's people recognized Shimizu Yuzuru as him.
Karasuma Renye sneered: "If you don't plan to hide it from me, my surveillance will not exist at all for you, right?"
Yu Jiang didn't want to continue this topic with him. He hated this feeling of being controlled, but he couldn't break free in the short term.
"You came to me for what?"
Renye Karasuma waved, and Alcohol immediately returned to him.
"What are your plans next?"
Yu Jiang was silent for a moment: "...Papet is dead."
Karasuma Renye said nothing.
Alcohol licked the back of his hand, showing an expression of enjoyment from time to time.
"Just do as you say." Renye Karasuma said coldly, "But don't forget your identity."
"Don't dare."
He didn't know how much Renye Karasuma believed in Yu Jiang's words. He pressed the call bell on the table, and a knock on the door soon rang.
Karasuma Renye used the controller to open the door again, and a man appeared outside the door.
The man was tall and burly, but his face was very ferocious. His face was covered with a large burn, making him look extremely ferocious and terrifying.
but……
"William Drake." Yu Jiang called his name accurately.
It turned out to be William Drake, who was eliminated from the same training camp as him!
It stands to reason that the fate of those who are eliminated is nothing more than death or being treated as a test subject and dying of inhuman torture, but William Drake appears here safe and sound - the study of the organization's biggest boss!
"How do you know who he is?" Karasuma Renye did not introduce him immediately, but asked Yu Jiang with interest.
Yu Jiang narrowed his eyes: "Everyone's walking posture is slightly different."
William Drake stood there motionless, and Yu Jiang could not recognize that he was even bigger than he was four years ago. But once he moves around, Yujiang can judge his identity by the imbalance between his feet.
After listening to Yu Jiang's explanation, Karasuma Renya glanced at William Drake very calmly, but there was a coldness gathering in the air: "Did you hear that?"
William Drake bowed: "This subordinate is not good at learning."
At first, the guy with eyes on the top of his head thought he was the strongest candidate in the entire training camp, but he lost all his edge in front of Karasuma Renye.
"This person has been following you since today." Karasuma Renye suddenly said to Yu Jiang.
Yu Jiang frowned: "No."
"Why?"
"He has no brain."
William Drake: "..."
