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While muttering to herself, Eriri opened the door of the warehouse and saw Lin Yuanshan who was furious in the "Doujin Club".

He was tearing a dark green "Franklin" (Federal $100 bill) into pieces.

"You bunch of idiots, if you can't handle the new version of the federal dollar, I will sink your entire family to feed the fish in Tokyo Bay!!!"

"Don't blame us, the details of the new version are just too hard to handle, boss!"

"Sorry, I went to the wrong place."

Ying Lili closed the door, turned around and ran away.

But he accidentally tripped over his left foot and fell flat on his right foot.

Before she stood up,

Lin Yuanshan behind him had slowly opened the door of the warehouse.

As the title says, today the loli succubus was driving and hit a Xiaopeng car when entering the intersection. I was scared to death in the passenger seat. I thought, I missed one chapter yesterday, and now the devil is coming to take me away? After dealing with the accident and insurance, I will start updating now. The estimated completion time of the construction will be after 12 o'clock. That's all.

By the way, the level of hypnosis in yesterday’s chapter was wrong. It should be lv2 instead of lv1. It has been corrected now.

Chapter 84: How can we, who are fan artists, not be able to adapt to the style of the original work!

“As we all know, the federal government reaps the world’s profits by printing dollars, but Japan has never protested against the federal government?

The federals can do the same thing, so can we. Moreover, we want to become bigger and stronger, and sell the world's number one currency, the US dollar, to the whole world!"

"Well said, Boss!"

"Show those federal beasts the true nature of us Neon people!"

There were voices of approval coming from the community that specializes in producing fan works related to the Federal Dollar.

[Eri is unmoved by your twisted logic]

"I understand. I will join you. Before that, can you untie me first?"

Lin Yuanshan could see that Ying Lili in front of him just wanted to escape and call the police.

Is it really too hasty?

It was a little difficult for an artist who worked on R18 works to get on board and work on normal works.

In that case, why not do something to help her adapt?

"Hey so-and-so, go and bring that useless old thing out."

"Os---!"

The bald strong man in the society who was responsible for doing the dirty work received the order and brought out the tied-up old man with a white beard from a small compartment in the warehouse.

Lin Yuanshan dragged the old man in front of Ying Lili and said:

"You probably don't know this guy. He was the 'painter' of our original club. He's a womanizer. He spent too much money in the red-light district recently, so he spent the imperfect US dollars we just made."

"Bald, tell me, how much damage did this old guy cause us?"

"We were forced to abandon our original base, and the cops confiscated all the gravure printing machines we just got! They were top-quality products bought from Eastern Europeans!"

"You see, old man? So according to the club's rules, I should pour you into cement and sink you in Tokyo Bay!"

As Lin Yuanshan spoke, he signaled his men to bring the fish feeding set, let the old painter get into the stainless steel barrel first, and then began to mix the cement with his own hands.

Finally, Ying Lili couldn't stand such a weird scene anymore, and said with her eyes closed:

"Wait a minute, what do you mean by showing this to you in front of me!?"

[You successfully made the simulated object blush and have a heartbeat for you. The current number of available simulations +3]

"See? The new artist, Ms. Eriri, is so kind that she's ready to ask me to spare your life. As long as she's willing to join, you'll be able to live. Do you understand?"

The old man understood what Lin Yuanshan meant. He quickly climbed out of the cement barrel and knelt down in front of Ying Lili to beg for mercy.

But before he could bend his knees,

"I already said I agreed, stop pushing me!!!"

Eriri opened her mouth and closed her eyes, and began to shake her head because she was too stimulated.

The blonde twin ponytails began to shake as well.

"Alright, alright, since Miss Eriri said so, let's spare his life, Baldy, and send him to Singapore, Malaysia, and Thailand to retire."

"Understood boss."

The old painter from the club was taken away, and Lin Yuanshan personally untied Ying Lili.

She was also served a cup of Mingqian Longjing tea from China.

Although Ying Lili, as a descendant of the Union Jack of old London, was not used to drinking green tea, she couldn't help but say she didn't like it at this time.

After all, the man in front of him was too evil.

They would sink people into Tokyo Bay at any time.

Ying Lili wouldn't dare to refuse to drink anything he brewed himself, even if it was a sleeping tea.

After Ying Lili drank the tea, Lin Yuanshan nodded with satisfaction and said:

"Since you asked me to send the club's painter away, you must work hard and make your own contribution to our great cause~"

This person is mentally ill!

Wasn't it him who asked Master Shen to do it just now?

Of course, Eriri didn't dare to complain at all on the surface.

"By the way, you are not very familiar with the working procedures of our club. Let me take you to visit our club first."

As Lin Yuanshan spoke, he took Ying Lili's hand and took her around the factory.

"This is our electroplating lathe, with electronic numerical control. I got this 'high-end product' from the Rust Belt in the Federation. It is specially used to process the 'manuscripts' of our society."

Ying Lili always felt that the original manuscript that Lin Yuanshan was talking about was different from the normal manuscript.

"This is our scanning and drawing area. Don't underestimate these devices. We arranged for people to exchange them for contraband items that were seized by the Japanese customs and are strictly prohibited from export by the Federation. This thing is really powerful for making 'line drawings'.

But our old painter is too useless. He can’t learn anything about electronic products. He only knows how to stick to the traditional oil painting techniques, so naturally we have to let the young people take over.”

Ying Lili was horrified when she heard this. According to Lin Yuanshan, these things might be optical scanners with nanometer accuracy. Aren't they afraid of being targeted by the CIA if they do this?

"This thing is the operational prop we are responsible for the post-production promotion work. It was bought from Eastern Europe. Although the shape is old, it is durable."

Looking at the mountain of munitions, Ying Lili had become a little numb.

Judging from the appearance, these are genuine AK family assault rifles, automatic weapons, and 7.62mm rifle bullets. You can tell at a glance that they have plenty of firepower.

"By the way, don't lift the cloth easily. This is our club's business car. It would be bad if the Metropolitan Police Department saw it."

Although it was covered with a large piece of red cloth, Eriri could still barely make out that it was probably an armored infantry fighting vehicle. One could only say that it was worthy of being the Tokyo Police Department, as they actually allowed such firepower to be placed on the dock in the capital.

Ying Lili would not be surprised if Lin Yuanshan performed a play called Fall of Tokyo one day.

"Well, that's all our club has. Compared to our peers, it may have a stronger commercial flavor, but the advantage is that the personnel structure is simple, rewards and punishments are clear, and generally speaking, few people will change jobs."

"So, how can a small doujinshi artist like me help your club?"

Ying Lili has understood that when facing a mentally ill person, she has to follow his train of thought.

Otherwise, God knows what he will do to you.

“I don’t know if you’ve heard the news, but the Federation has recently released a new work, and as a fan club, we naturally have to follow up on the new work.

It’s just that the old painter is too useless and can’t adapt to the new style of painting, so we have to train a new one.

In a word, within half a year, we need to create a new work. We have all the equipment, but the requirements are naturally strict, because our fans attach great importance to the quality of the work.

But if you can accomplish it, I will consider making you the second-in-command of the society, and we will conquer Wall Street together in the future. How about it, are you a little excited?"

"Yeah, very excited."

As Eriri spoke, she was already thinking about her testimony in court.

Well, it’s better to pretend I don’t know about the armored vehicle.

Chapter 85: Come be an undercover agent, Eriri-san!

"This is the situation, Ms. Eriri. Our Metropolitan Police Department needs your help. Become an undercover agent! The future of Tokyo depends on you!"

Faced with the overly enthusiastic policewoman in front of her, Ying Lili was a little at a loss.

After arranging the task, the bandit leader Lin Yuanshan released her for some reason.

As expected of a mental patient, he always does unexpected things.

After being freed, Eriri didn't say a word and didn't even dare to go to the police station. She went straight to the nearest patrolman and reported to him what she saw and heard in the warehouse.

After she was taken to the police station and had a bowl of pork chop rice, a capable-looking female police officer found her.

And told her the above.

In order to capture Lin Yuanshan, an international counterfeit money criminal gang, the Metropolitan Police Department wants Ying Lili to be an internal undercover agent to secretly collect enough evidence and then catch them all in one fell swoop.

The mission requires Eriri to keep it a secret from her parents, who are diplomats.

So in the end she left the police station in a daze.

And when she left.

The capable-looking female police chief breathed a sigh of relief.

The Metropolitan Police Department officer nearby brought coffee and said:

"How's it going? Is the little girl coaxed?"

"Yeah, I've coaxed him out of his wits. So the reason high school students these days is that they watch too many movies."

"Yes, we received a call a few days ago, saying that there was a chainsaw killer slashing people on the street. The boy with the second-year syndrome is really... Well, it's rare for you, an elite from the Metropolitan Police Department, to come here on a business trip. Do you want to go and relax after get off work, senior sister?"

"No, I have something to do later."

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After get off work, the policewoman went straight to Lin Yuanshan’s warehouse.

"Hey, Kazumiko, you're here. How's the matter going?"

"I've already covered it for you, but why are you bothering a little girl for no reason? Do you need the help of a girl who hasn't even graduated from high school for your 'career'?"

"Oh, you don't understand art. Do you have any news about color-changing ink?"

"No, this kind of contraband is hard to find even from the Metropolitan Police Department. By the way, Lin Yuanshan, do you need some space later? I ordered some in Ginza..."

"I'm busy. Sorry, Kazumiko. I can't get away from the doujin club."

Lin Yuanshan pulled out the flag at the speed of light.

Although if he wanted to, he could do anything with this Metropolitan Police Department elite who was corrupted by him with money and morality and then recruited into the gang,

But she was just a pawn used to stabilize Eriri.

Although Kazumiko felt a little disappointed when she heard this, she didn't say anything in the end.

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When Eriri returned home, Mrs. Sawamura, her mother, seemed to see that her daughter was worried.

But Eriri didn't want to say it. She thought it was just some little trouble of a teenage girl and didn't take it seriously.

She thought her daughter might be in love.

When Ying Lili returned home and turned on her computer, she was thinking about whether she should just post what she had seen and heard today on Twitter.

But because the truth is so outrageous, if I tell it to others it will just be seen as a prank, right?

Who would believe that a high school gangster threatened to capture Wall Street at the dock in Tokyo Bay?

So the next morning when I went to school,