By the time Yamamoto learned that Sakata had been arrested, it was already late at night.
At this time, Yamamoto had just finished socializing. In one meal, he ate the daily expenses of a normal family for thirty years. Then he spit it out happily. After he wiped his mouth, he was about to take the stomach acid-neutralizing rinse from his secretary. His men told him this information while he was having oral fluids.
Yamamoto quickly injected an injectable alcohol neutralizer and a quick-acting stimulant, and asked his secretary to use the battery that came with his prosthetic body to power the high-power signal generator. He also cheered up to cope with what he might encounter next. emergencies.
This set of procedures was still a standard procedure handed down from the early days when giant corporations engaged in proxy wars in the Third World. It was designed to deal with emergencies. However, after that, the management of giant corporations began to clean themselves up as technology progressed. , those who were not qualified to be fully prosthetized, and those who had not been genetically adjusted to reach the carbon-based limit were all eliminated. This process was no longer used by giant companies, but was instead carried forward in the extreme.
But when Yamamoto received the detailed report of the incident, he realized that he had overreacted like Uesugi Tomohiko.
"There is no interference from other forces? Is there only evidence that Bai Shui will contribute?" Yamamoto asked his intelligence personnel doubtfully, "It can't be just a coincidence, right? Is there no problem with the intelligence?"
Yamamoto's idea makes no sense. The White Water Society and the Black Dragon Society are actually in a state of "war". Let alone attacking grassroots managers, it is not surprising to directly assassinate core cadres. On the contrary, it is a very normal thing. It is just a matter of time. The nodes are just too coincidental.
In fact, being the direct person in charge of a neighborhood like Sakata is a position that ordinary people with no background or ability can only get by working in the Black Dragon Club for nearly ten years, but for the Black Dragon Club with thousands of members, That's it.
Just after the great unemployment wave and when the Yakuza expanded rapidly, it would have been strange if more than ten of them did not die every day. In other words, in recent years, the expansion of the Yakuza has reached its limit, and everyone has become accustomed to no longer fighting and killing. The day, plus the timing, really happened to be the reason why I had such a big reaction to this.
"No problem. We started collecting intelligence after discovering the travel records of Uesugi Tomohiko and his hired lawyer to Sumida District. Even though the insiders have almost been wiped out, there is no way to get first-hand information, or The news was confirmed through a friend who was assistant to Shedi Tou," the intelligence officer responded.
"That guy Yota, he is better at betraying his friends." Yamamoto said with disdain, "I didn't spend money to support him in vain, but that's it, this person is He doesn’t have much ability, just let him take good care of himself in his old age.”
"That's it, let's ignore Sakata's affairs for now and let Uesugi Tomohiko take his time to have a headache." Yamamoto handed the tablet containing the information to his men and said with a smile, "If it is delayed until the Edo Joint Conference at the end of March, He hasn't gotten Sakata out yet, so I'm going to laugh at him, but I don't know if he can survive until then."
But Yamamoto suddenly remembered that Sakata still had the tricks he had done to deal with Uesugi Tomohiko, so he quickly called the priest who was temporarily staying in his mansion and told him about it.
"This won't affect anything, right?" Yamamoto explained the reason for the matter and then asked.
"Well... I'm not very clear about this either." The priest gave an ambiguous answer, "It's not like you don't know. I'm actually a fake priest, and I don't know much about this kind of theoretical knowledge."
Yamamoto swore. If the priest hadn't promised to let him reach the carbon-based limit, and he also needed this guy to help him deal with Uesugi Tomohiko, he would have shot this bastard with his temper, but now he could only put down his body and ask. : "Whether it has any impact, please give me an accurate answer."
"If you are talking about dealing with Uesugi Tomohiko, there should be no problem." The priest spread his hands, "After all, it is not a big deal for someone who has just developed his Qi."
"Are you saying that a non-human being who can be hit head-on by an RPG and smash the residential building where the launcher is located is nothing special?"
"If you can get a mother of bombs or a goblet, then he is indeed dead." The priest looked innocent, "I can only say that you didn't work hard."
"That kind of thing has never been detonated in the countries where giant companies are located, even when the corporate war was at its craziest." Yamamoto said helplessly, "Your thoughts are too crazy."
"After all, when the corporate war was at its hottest, everyone was bombing military-grade EMPs or direct nuclear explosions in each other's core cities. How could there be spare money to allow those old weapons with low cost-effectiveness to break through the space-based laser anti-missile system." The priest didn't care. He said, "Anyway, it doesn't matter if one of them is missing. If it becomes a demon in an official organization, there will naturally be lackeys from the Yin and Yang Lao to deal with it. We don't need to worry about it."
"What's more, whether he can turn into a demon in prison is a question." The priest looked like he had experienced it. "In order to prevent suicide, there must be enough tranquilizers. Whether he can produce enough mood swings to turn into a demon is a question. It’s a problem, and if you can’t hear my orders, the spell won’t activate, so you can rest assured.”
"That's it. How many people have planted Uesugi Tomohiko with the charm now?" Yamamoto sighed helplessly and asked, "Didn't you say there are at least fifty? Have you finished?"
"Not yet, I haven't had time to make so many talismans." The priest became serious when it came to his ability to eat, "But I will definitely do it before your ban expires and the Edo United Headquarters sends someone to mediate. Get it done.”
"That's good." Yamamoto nodded, "Can you guarantee that fifty of them will not only kill Uesugi Tomohiko, but also extract enough energy for me to reach the carbon-based limit?"
"Yes, I promise." The priest showed his signature smile and assured Yamamoto.
Yamamoto looked at the priest in front of him and sighed again. After all, the priest himself has not reached the carbon-based limit. It is indeed a bit unreliable to rely on the priest, but he can only count on the priest now. After all, he can't really get some banned weapons. To deal with Uesugi Tomohiko, then even if he really succeeds in killing Uesugi Tomohiko, he will definitely be handed over to the Kasumigaseki bureaucrats by the Edo Federation to quell public complaints.
However, this does not mean that Yamamoto will not make preparations. Conventional weapons cannot deal with the carbon-based limit of Uesugi Tomohiko. There should be no problem in dealing with the priest who is still a mortal. Although the priest has always said that he belongs to a mysterious organization, but now It doesn't matter when you don't care about this, you still need to take emergency measures.
The two people who had their own secrets exchanged pleasantries again. After Yamamoto once again assured that a new batch of ten living people would be delivered tomorrow morning, the two ended their conversation and went about their own business.
