Standalone Tokyo

Chapter 192 There are too many bad guys, so the good guys can’t stand it

Masato Fujiwara was looking at two documents in front of him, sitting on the sofa, lost in thought.

Now there are two things he needs to decide.

The first thing was a plan by two prospective cadres of a New York poker organization, which roughly involved kidnapping an old Jewish man and his entire family in order to force him to hand over a small pharmaceutical company.

In order to implement this plan, the two reserve cadres need their superiors, namely Fujiwara Masato, to provide some intelligence support, operational personnel, and activity funds.

It doesn't matter if they don't provide it. With the existing manpower and funds, we can get the job done. It's just not perfect and there may be omissions. After all, this is about arresting the entire family of a wealthy Jewish man, and the difficulty of the operation is much higher than arresting the entire family of an ordinary person.

Ah, do you want to support it?

If I support it, attacking someone who has never provoked me for no reason seems to be inconsistent with my own moral standards. But if I don't support it, won't it undermine the initiative of my subordinates?

After thinking it over, Fujiwara Masato opened the system again and looked at the personal attributes of the two reserve cadres... Well, the loyalty of both of them is above 80, so he should trust them.

Thinking of this, Fujiwara Masato picked up the seal and stamped it on the document. Although it would be OK without a seal, it was not a bad thing to pretend to stamp it with something unique to himself so that he could look cool and feel good in private.

After stamping, Fujiwara Masato put the document into the system warehouse and handed it over to Chris in the New York branch, who would hand the document over to two reserve cadres a few hours later.

Next came the second document, which was an invitation letter from a dark web group.

Through the Oto Manor incident, Poker got to know the dark web group, and the latter also knew the capabilities of the former.

Masato Fujiwara is not interested in dark web groups because the two sides have little in common. Although they are both criminal organizations, the crimes in poker are all positive. If they want to kill people, they kill people. If they want to make money, they never touch drugs or gambling. At most, they will dabble in some dirty things.

To be honest, Fujiwara no Masato is a bad guy, but if he has a bottom line, he won't do such a sinister thing as giving birth to a son without an anus.

But the dark web group was different. Fujiwara Masato asked his hackers to find the entrance to the former's website and log in to the dark web as a tourist to take a look.

I discovered that in addition to the killer business, this business also involves pornography, gambling, drugs, human trafficking, fraud, human organ trading and so on. As long as there is money to be made, they will do anything and there is no bottom line at all.

So, Fujiwara Masato looks down on the dark web group. What does it mean that the latter has sent this kind of invitation letter?

Fujiwara Masato took a look at the content and the general meaning was that through a certain incident, the dark web group got to know Poker and found that the latter was very powerful, and now hopes that everyone can cooperate.

What does this cooperation mean?
Fujiwara Masato did not understand it at first, mainly because it contained too many useless decorative words and too much nonsense. After reading it several times and thinking about it for more than ten or twenty minutes, he roughly figured out what the dark web group meant.

It seems that the dark web group has a mission and the poker organization has manpower. Everyone can get to know each other, cooperate, and make money together. The relationship is similar to the "Taobao" platform inviting a powerful seller to settle in.

It's a bit similar, but there are some differences in details. As for where the difference is, Fujiwara Masato just has a vague feeling, but he can't tell what's wrong.

However, one thing is certain, Fujiwara Masato does not want to cooperate with the dark web group and does not want to have anything to do with them. He always feels that standing shoulder to shoulder with them will damage the poker organization's image.

To be honest, Fujiwara Masato's poker organization may not be as profitable as the dark web group that runs the platform, but the former really does not envy the latter.

With the efforts of Fujiwara Masato, the Uehara family, and the Masuyama family as strategic allies, the poker organization is a gray organization in this strange country of Japan.

Not white, but not black either.

The existence of the poker organization is illegal, but there is no law enforcement agency to investigate it. As the boss of the poker organization, Fujiwara Masato can not only go to school normally, but he can also open his own company and hotel. He can control it remotely using other people's identities and can also take action himself.

Sometimes, the poker organization can even play tacit cards with the Tokyo police to do tricks that benefit both of us.

But can dark web groups do this?
No.

Although on the surface, the Japanese government did not label the dark web group as a terrorist organization, everyone knows that this organization is not a good thing. Therefore, any legitimate business will have nothing to do with the dark web group.

Decent people stay away from dark web groups.

Fujiwara no Masato was not willing to be associated with this pile of shit. Being a "sewer collector" might make a lot of money, but it was dirty and not decent!

So, without even thinking about it, after learning what the invitation letter meant, Fujiwara Masato picked up his lighter and lit it with a look of disgust, then called Huangmao.

"Instruct everyone not to get involved with anyone on the dark web. You can go to this platform to buy intelligence, but you must not accept any mission orders from this platform. Don't go to this platform to sell or buy things."

"Understood, boss."

Perhaps buying weapons from the dark web group's shopping platform would be cheaper and the delivery would be faster, however, Fujiwara Masato decided to stay away from this organization as much as possible.

He suspected that this dark web group had some connection with the world's largest gangster, and that the CIA was phishing on this website. In addition, the Jews might also have shares in it because there were so many transactions of buying and selling women and children on it.

It was because this organization was sensible and did not show any hostility, making it impossible for Fujiwara Masato to find them. Otherwise, he would have mobilized his men to kill them long ago.

Since there is no reason to go against the dark web group for the time being, don't rush to be a messenger of justice.

There is no way. There is too much darkness in this world. Not to mention that Fujiwara Masato himself is not a good person. The poker cards want to be the righteous police and initiate trials against the darkness. Do you believe that the first one to jump up and take down the poker cards organization will be the Japanese government?
So, it is better to be honest. If no one provokes you, then just live your own life, make money, play with women, and strengthen yourself. If someone provokes or offends you, then even if you fight back more forcefully, it will be understood by bystanders.

No one likes a madman who fights and kills all day long. Japan is still a peaceful society as a whole, and everyone still needs to live their lives. After expressing his wishes, Fujiwara Masato stretched.

"Let me think, are Huizi and Mami free today? Hmm... let's go check it out."

……

Margery and Roger were waiting. An hour ago, they received a satellite call. Mr. Chris on the other end of the phone asked them to come to the base and wait for the boss's instructions. So the two came and waited for more than ten minutes in the warehouse in the suburbs of New York.

"Rogier, have you received the message? Do you know why Mr. Chris asked us to come here this time?" Margery, whose throat was a little itchy after smoking his third cigarette, couldn't help asking.

"Maybe it's the application we submitted yesterday," Roger guessed.

"Really? Will the reaction from above be so quick?"

"Oh, brother, have you forgotten? We are not in the police station or the FBI anymore."

Right.

Margery slapped his forehead hard.

"I'm confused."

After this conversation, the two continued to wait.

A few minutes later, the warehouse door was pushed open by someone outside, and a truck slowly drove in. Before the leading truck stopped, the passenger door was pushed open and Chris, who was in plain clothes, jumped out.

"Good afternoon, gentlemen. Are you in a good mood today?"

"Good afternoon, Mr. Chris." Margery nodded in response. He tilted his head and looked past Chris at the armed men who kept jumping down from the three trucks.

The latter's heavy bulletproof vest and automatic rifle, night vision goggles worn on the bulletproof helmet, and various tactical auxiliary equipment made Majerry's eyelids twitch involuntarily.

"Do they... have any mission?"

As a former New York City police officer, although he has retired, Margery still asked out of professional habit.

Chris didn't answer immediately, but handed the documents in his hand to Margery.

"The boss has approved your application. The password of this card is zero. There is a sum of money in it for your activities. If you do a good job, five million US dollars will be transferred into it as your reward."

The application was approved, and the mission reward is five million US dollars?

Margery and Roger's eyes widened slightly. Are our superiors so generous?

"Also, you need manpower, the boss has dispatched an armed team for you."

what! ?

Margery and Roger's eyes grew even bigger.

"Sir, in this application document, we are asking for additional manpower from our superiors because we are short of intelligence personnel and too few monitors. We do have the manpower to arrest people."

Margery's status was slightly higher than Roger's between the two, so he came to the fore again.

"I know, but there's nothing I can do, Margery. The organization can provide intelligence..." Chris raised his hand and took out a document from his arms and handed it to Margery.

"It records some of the family information and background information of the mission targets. In fact, they can also serve as intelligence personnel. These good guys received similar training when they were Rangers. They are all good intelligence talents."

Roger and Margery looked at each other.

"Okay, Mr. Chris."

"Very good. If you need more manpower, please let me know. I can transfer two teams to you... That's it. I have something else to do. I'll leave first."

Looking at Chris's departing back, Margery turned his head and glanced at the seven fully armed rangers lined up in the warehouse, with a complicated and strange expression on his face.

"Rogier, our superior...maybe he's a big shot in the military."

"I'm a little skeptical too."

"What do we do now?"

"We should recruit some external personnel ourselves. These good guys have too obvious military temperament and are not suitable to go out in casual clothes."

(End of this chapter)