Rebirth: Super Banking System
Chapter 1189 - 1047: You Know Too Much (Please Subscribe!)

Chapter 1189: Chapter 1047: You Know Too Much (Please Subscribe!)

Tang Qing, far away at the Shanghai Stock Market, had been watching the entire chase unfold.

Such rescue tasks were the most difficult.

There were many people.

Many vehicles.

And many variables.

Tang Qing had stationed quite a few fighters in Japan.

The total number had already exceeded a thousand, but scattered across various locations and industries, the density seemed extremely low. Near Nagoya, there were only eleven fighters.

Out of which, six were still working at their respective posts.

Only five were free.

The original plan was to initiate the rescue after Mu Dong and his team were captured because the fighters couldn’t be sure where Mu Dong would go. They lacked both manpower and time. Unexpectedly, Mu Dong and his team were quite lucky.

When two of the fighters rushed over,

they happened to encounter Mu Dong being blocked on his path forward, which led to the scene that had just unfolded.

As for the truck,

it had been ’borrowed’ from a driver a minute earlier. The pickup was owned by a fighter, and although it was a regular Toyota pickup, it had been modified to take on the potassium transport vehicles.

Now,

Mu Dong and his companions had escaped.

But there was still one more issue to deal with.

On the other side,

Hoshino Ichiro had helped the police handle the accident.

Their vehicle was no longer drivable, so they had to wait for someone to pick them up. After making the call, an MPV stopped in front of them shortly afterward. Checking the license plate, it was the one Headquarters had mentioned.

Indeed.

The four of them got into the vehicle.

"Damn it, they’ve stolen our thunder,"

"Exactly, it’s all because of that damn traffic light."

"We’re going to get chewed out when we get back."

"Alright, quiet down. It’s not like we’ve come back empty-handed. We still get the credit for this one," Hoshino Ichiro said with a snicker. What use was catching Mu Dong and his group? They were almost exclusively used for swapping intelligence officers.

No economic interests were involved.

But the Maruyama Clan,

they owned assets worth tens of billions of dollars.

Once proven guilty,

the handling of their assets would be under their department’s control. Hence, capturing Mu Dong was a minor merit. Convicting the Maruyama Clan and confiscating their ’public’ assets, that was the main prize.

He could already imagine

how substantial this year’s annual bonus would be.

If the big shots were well-fed, even if they only got to sip the soup, it would be a huge amount.

There had been one such case before, but with the United States. That time, their ’grey’ annual bonus for the discoverers was almost equivalent to ten years of their wages.

After listening to Hoshino Ichiro’s words,

the others had an epiphany.

"Right, that’s where the real money is."

"Haha, Captain, it’s an honor to follow you."

"Captain, you’re truly wise."

Hoshino Ichiro reveled in his subordinates’ praise. Being respected was a fundamental need in life, and with the annual bonus this time, he planned to dedicate every penny of it as a tribute to his superiors.

Opportunities for promotion.

That’s what he cared about.

With promotion,

wouldn’t wealth follow?

As they were busy singing his praises,

Hoshino Ichiro received a call from his superior.

"Where are you?"

"On the way back to Headquarters," Hoshino Ichiro hurriedly replied.

"There’s a new task; the driver will take you there. Once there, I’ll inform you of the details."

"Yes, I understand."

Hoshino Ichiro was thrilled.

He had thought he was being sent to the Maruyama Clan to capture Maruyama Takeshi and his cohorts—what a great opportunity this seemed to be. It looked like the capture was done on Mu Dong’s end, and Headquarters were ready to close the net.

Twenty minutes later.

As the car entered the forest, Hoshino Ichiro felt puzzled.

Could Maruyama Takeshi be here on vacation?

He could not grasp the situation. Previously he hadn’t suspected the Maruyama Clan, nor had he investigated Maruyama Takeshi’s whereabouts. He had heard Maruyama Takeshi enjoyed sports and was in good health, so it was possible he came here to hike and clear his mind today.

A few more minutes passed.

The car turned into a small grove.

"Get out," said the Driver indifferently.

After getting out of the car.

One team member asked in confusion, "Where is this?"

Unexpectedly, the Driver just quietly looked at Hoshino Ichiro, "You should be quite familiar with this place, Mr. Hoshino," he said with a smile that sent a chill creeping up from the bottom of Hoshino Ichiro’s heart.

He hadn’t felt it while still in the car.

But once he got out.

He felt a chilling familiarity with the place.

Looking at the small mounds of earth on the ground, and feeling the cold, Hoshino Ichiro’s legs trembled. He remembered—this seemed to be the spot where he had personally buried one of his classmates.

The reason was jealousy.

Jealous of the classmate’s talent.

Jealous of their luck.

"What do you... What does this mean?"

Hoshino Ichiro forced an ugly smile onto his face.

"Nothing much, just that some justice must always be served by somebody," the Driver said slowly.

"You want me dead?"

Hoshino Ichiro’s face dramatically changed color. Pulling out his gun, he couldn’t let this man continue talking, otherwise, there would be no end to today’s events. Seeing this, the others, without further consideration, also drew their guns.

"Captain, what’s happening?"

"Who is this man?"

"Why did you bring us here?"

The three team members asked one after the other.

"A dangerous person," Hoshino Ichiro said through gritted teeth. He was genuinely baffled now. His superior had just talked to him about a new task—could it be that it was to kill him?

Considering this possibility.

His heart went cold; if that was the case, he was in danger.

A dangerous person?

The three team members still didn’t understand.

"Hoshino Ichiro, male, Department of Psychology, University of Tokyo graduate, once took a young life whose bones lie buried here. Today, I represent justice, and I sentence you to hell."

"..."

This line.

It sounded like something a third-rate screenwriter would pen, so rash—had he really encountered an organization dedicated to enacting justice? Not only was Hoshino Ichiro filled with doubts, but the other three also had huge question marks in their minds.

The Driver looked at the other three, utterly unfazed by the guns in their hands.

"As for you three, you’re innocent. But, you know too much."

"What the heck..."

Before one team member could finish speaking, the scenery before his eyes flashed. The target they aimed at had moved beside them like a specter, and before they could react, they felt a heavy blow to the head and lost consciousness.

Looking at the four men with their necks twisted.

The Driver took a shovel from the trunk.

And began digging holes.

With that.

All of the islanders who knew about the Maruyama Clan’s connection with the Chinese Intelligence were dead.

While Hoshino Ichiro was reporting to Headquarters, all information about the Maruyama Clan was being real-time altered by Little Two. His superiors only received ’false information.’

As long as these four were gone.

Maruyama Takeshi no longer needed to flee. Otherwise, if the information reached Japan’s Intelligence Headquarters, even Tang Qing wouldn’t have a way out. In that case, the only help he could provide would be to aid Maruyama Takeshi and his daughter in their escape.

As for why he chose to do it here.

It was because the person Hoshino Ichiro murdered was a Japanese-Chinese individual, a member of the family Ge Feng was set to be matched with. Only, that person was unlucky enough to encounter the jealous Hoshino Ichiro.

Speaking of Ge Feng.

It seemed this time he had met the right person. After their meeting, their relationship progressed rapidly, and if nothing unexpected happened, by next year’s first half he’d have to give a gift of money. Thinking of this, Tang Qing felt somewhat at a loss.

Himself, a behind-the-scenes hero.

Not only did he save Maruyama Takeshi.

He also indirectly helped Ge Feng’s father-in-law’s family, who were on good terms with the Maruyama Family. Well, since the state was involved, he would consider it a gift, he couldn’t very well ask for a ’handling fee.’