Chapter 473: Chapter 221: JMB

Speaking of those Japanese people, Gao Bo gets angry. Whether it’s the Yakuza or that Jingshang Gaoming, in his eyes, none of them are good people.

Still, he secretly tapped Gu Ji’s arm and then gestured with his eyes towards Chen Zhiyu and the others.

The two of them had been together for four years in college. They could even smell what they ate the previous day from a fart.

Gu Ji, of course, understood what he meant.

As a special agent of the National Security Bureau, coming to Japan with a new identity was definitely for some special mission. Wading into such troubled waters was not easy. Zhang Zhonglin had specially instructed before:

Don’t ask too much, don’t speak too much.

After all, they were just ordinary SWAT officers, not trained in intelligence gathering.

It was one thing just to follow secrecy regulations, but if they accidentally leaked information, not only would they face disciplinary actions, but it might also affect national interests.

Gu Ji just gave Gao Bo a reassuring look.

Suddenly, Shi Zhengmin, who had his back turned, swivelled around, quickly walked up to him, and said sternly, “Did you see the content on this phone? He was kidnapped by the Liangben gang; wasn’t he searched? Who else knows about it?”

This sudden question startled not only the person in question but also Gao Bo and Wu Kang.

Chen Zhiyu’s lips moved slightly.

Seeing this, Zeng Dan spoke first, with a smile, “Mr. Shi, take it slow, ask question by question. Gu Ji is not a criminal; let him think it over carefully!”

“Sorry, sorry, it’s my attitude, Gu Ji, take your time, think carefully.”

Shi Zhengmin immediately opened his hands, stepped back two steps, and sincerely apologized, watching him intently.

But in Gu Ji’s eyes, trained with SERE interrogation skills,

Suddenly invading human safety zones, continuously pressing with questions, creating intense pressure, causing panic;

Retreating, withdrawing from the safety zone, with soft actions and voice, making you lower your guard.

This push and pull.

Simply perfect.

And Shi Zhengmin’s eyes were now fixed on his pupils, while Zeng Dan was subtly observing his chest movement, foot position, and finger movements.

Perhaps it was the instinctive reaction of the National Security, or perhaps the content on the phone was too important.

Gu Ji naturally opened his mouth and said, “I saw it because I needed to confirm the target’s identity. Considering the content was quite important, I set the screen to stay permanently on; I also thought about the search issue, maybe Liangben simply didn’t care about his identity, or maybe they already knew these secrets and just wanted to quickly get their hands on the kidnapped trafficker: Liu Meiling, to achieve their own goals.”

“As for the phone matter, I haven’t told anyone. This is the first time I’m pulling it out. Although I did not deliberately avoid Lang Shaobo’s sight, he probably didn’t notice the second phone. There were one or two passersby nearby taking videos, capturing the scene of my search, but I explained to the Police Headquarters that it was to confirm the target’s identity, hence I checked the phone, passport, and driver’s license.”

“You kid, you’re quite daring!”

Shi Zhengmin pointed at Gu Ji, squinted, and finally broke into a smile, “But I like it!”

Upon hearing this, Chen Zhiyu, Gao Bo, and Wu Kang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Zeng Dan also laughed, easing the tension, “Haha, I’ve mentioned more than once to Gu Ji about joining National Security, this kid has great potential in investigation!”

“Mrs. Zeng, this time Gu Ji also avenged us, didn’t he? After all, the Police Headquarters people always keep things close to their chest.”

“He’s a great talent! Well done! The information on this phone is very important to our case investigation!”

Chen Zhiyu spoke up for Gu Ji, earning Shi Zhengmin’s unabashed praise.

He took the phone and glanced again at the contents, “During our previous secret investigations, we did find that the Fusong Gang had close contacts with terrorist organizations, but I didn’t expect the true person in control behind the scenes was indeed someone from the Holy Master Prayer Group.”

Gao Bo glanced at Gu Ji, unsure whether they should hear the subsequent remarks.

But Shi Zhengmin continued on his own accord, “The Holy Master Prayer Group is an extremist organization active in the West Asia and Middle East areas, known as JMB, composed of a group of extreme radicals, estimated to have 50,000 people worldwide, and has very close relations with IS. Their primary targets are important officials from the Middle East, West Asia, and the West.”

“JMB has orchestrated many bombings, kidnappings, and murders. Just last year, 5,000 people died due to JMB’s violent attacks. It has long been listed as a key terror organization of concern by various countries. The Fusong Gang secretly assists JMB in carrying out kidnappings and smuggling and also provides funding for the organization.”

Gu Ji still hadn’t had the chance to look up the details on the Holy Master Prayer Group.

Hearing Shi Zhengmin mention it, JMB’s power is not to be underestimated. It’s on par with IS, which even gives the Americans a headache. Being associated with it is no small matter!

This is a terror organization on par with Mexican drug cartels.

But Liangben is just a secondary branch under the Yijuan Association. What gives them the courage to openly offend JMB?

Could it be because of the special drugs he holds?

It’s quite possible…

After all, those terrifying bombings and attacks orchestrated by JMB do require a large number of Paradise drug-controlled, death-defying lunatics.

“Combining the clues we uncovered before, it’s the Japanese Yakuza in Lianzhou who kidnapped Liu Meiling, asking the Fusong Gang for help in smuggling her. Following today’s clues and logic, the mastermind behind this is Liangben. The conflict between the two groups today must mean some major change occurred!”

Zeng Dan took over, summarizing a few points.

Chen Zhiyu furrowed his brows, suddenly thinking of something, “In that case, Mr. Shi, Mrs. Zeng, since Liangben has already torn their mask off, even risking murder on the streets, they must have gotten a key clue. I’m afraid Liu Meiling has already been moved. For the safety of the target, should we apply to pursue the search immediately?”

“It’s already too late.”

Shi Zhengmin sighed, “Perhaps during our interview this afternoon, the target had already fallen into Liangben’s hands. The Japan Police Department may not even have as much evidence as we do now, so they can’t conduct a large-scale search on Liangben. Without the support of the Japanese police, it’s challenging for us to proceed.”

“The funeral!”

Zeng Dan’s eyes shifted, and with the crowd’s attention on him, he smirked, “Tomorrow is the funeral of Yijuan Association’s sixth-generation president. All the heads of big and small syndicates will be there to pay respects, naturally including Liangben! Given Yijuan Association’s current state, it’s hard to say there won’t be any commotion tomorrow, and Liangben will likely be involved. By then, we can conveniently conduct a large search!”

“Zeng Dan’s proposal is good. I’ll inform Jingshang right away.”

As Shi Zhengmin spoke, he took out his phone, ready to head out. As he approached the door, he deliberately turned back, gesturing with his hand, “You all wait here for a moment, don’t go anywhere. There’s a nearby Japanese BBQ restaurant that’s fantastic. You guys did an excellent job today. In a bit, Mrs. Zeng and I will treat you well!”

“That’s too much trouble; we can just grab a simple bite back at the hotel.”

“It’s no trouble, really…”

Wu Kang scratched his head, still trying to be polite with Zeng Dan.

When Gu Ji heard “funeral,” his eyelid twitched slightly.

The game mission was indeed accurately predicting.

Chen Zhiyu seized the moment to sneak over to his side, gently tapping him, “You’re something, aren’t you? Aren’t you afraid of getting caught red-handed by the Japanese police and being deported back?”

“Going back if I have to.”

In Gu Ji’s eyes, the information on the phone was much more important than being deported.

As for why he didn’t leave the information to Baron to handle?

It’s simple.

Just as Chen Zhiyu said, if Liangben can decisively abandon Shajit, they must have gotten a crucial clue. This is Japan, the mob’s base camp. Baron could not possibly act faster than Liangben working alone.

Instead, it might be better to proceed on parallel tracks.

On one hand, let National Security and the Japan Police Department directly target Liangben; on the other hand, let Baron investigate privately. Whether either side succeeds, they can successfully rescue Jian Na’s mother.

“Tsk tsk tsk, putting on airs again.”

Chen Zhiyu playfully threw a punch at Gu Ji and then crossed her arms, looking smug and impish, “Ahem ahem, while I’m away for one month, on Mom’s behalf, let me ask you, how have you been at home by yourself?”

“Pretty good.”

“Pretty good?”

Hearing this, Chen Zhiyu couldn’t help but feel aggrieved, “So, while I was gone, you were comfortable?”

“Honestly, really comfortable, hehe!”

Gu Ji certainly knew what this girl was thinking deep down. As he talked, he even stretched lazily, deliberately putting on a very satisfied face.

“You little rascal, Gu Ji!!” Chen Zhiyu, face turning as red as a tomato, pinched his arm viciously, giving it a hard twist.

“Ouch!”

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