Persona, I am the villain and I can do whatever I want

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At the same time, in a cafe somewhere, Oya Ichiko's companion was advising her.

"Senior Yizi, do you really want to go? That person seems suspicious..."

"I know." Da Zhai Yizi kept stirring the coffee cup, and the cup and saucer collided with each other, making a crisp sound. "In such a short time, the other party even investigated the bar I like to go to. He is definitely not an ordinary person."

"But he actually chose 'New Male Big Sister'... That's Lala's territory, it's absolutely safe."

"But……"

"No buts. I'll go meet him. Kayo, please sit apart from me. Call the police immediately if anything happens."

Da Zhai Yizi drank the bitter coffee in one gulp, grinning as she endured the bitter taste. She took a deep breath and stood up to pay the bill.

The girl who looked younger sighed helplessly and stood up with her.

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At 2 pm, the sun shines on the bustling Shinjuku commercial street.

Mitsui Tsubasa, dressed in a casual suit, walked calmly through this urban landscape full of vitality and vigor.

Surrounded by colorful neon lights, the bustling streets are filled with all kinds of sounds:

The shouts of merchants, the laughter of customers, popular music...all of these interweave into an urban symphony, playing passionately in his ears.

Even though it's not yet the busy night time, the streets of Shinjuku are still very noisy, or rather... a little too noisy.

Mitsui Tsubasa is tall and strong, and except for his childish face, he doesn't look like a student at all.

Along the way, all kinds of strange signboard girls wanted to pull him into their shops, and even many passing women came over to chat with him.

At this time, another young woman who looked like a student came over with courage and asked, "Excuse me, can I take a photo with you?"

"Okay." Mitsui Tsubasa looked at her, thought she was pretty good, and readily agreed.

"Um...Excuse me, are you a celebrity?"

After taking the photos, she was still reluctant to leave and kept asking questions.

Mitsui Tsubasa responded casually with a few words and quickly walked away.

The people here are so enthusiastic. After just a few words, the girl across from me almost finished reporting her information. This isn't a blind date, she almost confessed her love in public.

After this incident, Mitsui Tsubasa began to decline invitations to take photos. He was here to get things done, not to chat up people.

"My damn charm that has nowhere to go..."

He walked past several free information offices without looking around, and finally found the agreed place in a corner of the street.

Chapter 136: New Man and Big Sister Bar

The new Nan Dajie Bar, with its pink sign, pink LED lights, and pink glass and wooden doors, exudes a subtle atmosphere.

When he reached the door, Mitsui Tsubasa paused, turned around and gave Kotetsu a look that said "don't talk nonsense".

If his father knew he came to this kind of store, he would immediately call and laugh at him.

Kotetsu nodded hesitantly, but still followed him stubbornly. There were all kinds of people in this kind of shop, and he had to protect the young master closely.

Mitsui Tsubasa turned around, straightened his clothes a little, and pushed the door open as if he was relaxed.

Light music echoed in the bar and the air was filled with the elegant scent of rose perfume.

“Welcome~”

A stout lady (?) with purple hair and wearing a large kimono raised her hand gracefully to greet me.

"Ah la la, wait a minute, young man, how old are you?"

Mitsui Tsubasa blurted out, "18 years old."

This is a good habit he developed when playing those games that cannot be described in detail. Anyway, no matter who asks, I will tell them - I confirm that I am over 18 years old.

"Um..." The sturdy lady examined his face and shook her head, "No, the bar doesn't accept underage guests."

"But I'm 18..."

"Little Lala, I'm sorry - this is the guest I invited."

Ichiko Oya, who was sitting on a bar stool, interrupted Mitsui Tsubasa and explained to "Little Lala".

The sturdy little Lala shook her head in dissatisfaction. "You actually invited a child here, Yizi, don't do anything stupid. Also, minors are not allowed to drink."

"Sorry, sorry, this happened suddenly. Please lend me the private room inside." Oya Ichiko put his hands together and begged Lala for mercy, then turned to Mitsui Tsubasa and said, "Let's go to the seats inside."

Seeing that Lala no longer tried to stop him, Mitsui Tsubasa walked in, followed by Kotetsu who also walked into the store.

"This guest..." Lala's expression became a little serious when she saw the tall and muscular bodyguards, as if she was worried that they would cause trouble.

Mitsui Tsubasa noticed her expression, so he pointed to the bar seat next to him and said, "Kotetsu, wait for me here."

"Yes." Kotetsu looked around the store warily and responded in a low voice after confirming that it was relatively safe.

Da Zhai Yizi had already walked to the private room and was waving at him.

Mitsui Tsubasa followed and the two sat down on either side of the table.

"Are you the informant...?" Da Zhai Yizi looked at him carefully, his face full of confusion.

"It's me." Mitsui Tsubasa casually placed the folder containing the information on the table.

Oyako looked him up and down, becoming more and more confused. She had been a reporter for many years, but this was the first time she had seen such a young informant wearing a high-end suit and with bodyguards.

Seeing Mitsui Tsubasa's silent and calm attitude, she lost her temper and asked, "You said you have information about HTPC, can you show it to me?"

Mitsui Tsubasa nonchalantly pushed the folder to her and said, "This is just a part of it. Take a look at it first. More will be sent via email."

Is this person so easy to talk to?

Ichiko Oya opened the folder with some doubt, and immediately saw the file of Yajo Utako at the top.

She flipped through the documents carefully, her movements became slower and slower, and her expression became more solemn.

The document was very detailed, with many details that even Kazuko's daughter was unable to provide. It also contained some comments and internal information from HTPC, which looked like it was taken directly from that company!

It was clearly stated which staff members were responsible for receiving Hachijo Utako from the time she joined the club to every event she participated in. There was also a USB stick attached to the last page with double-sided tape. It should be Utako's voluntary donation video.

After reading Ge Zi's information, she did not rush to express her opinion. Since the other party seemed to be confident and not worried that she would deny it, she simply read the other information.

As time went by, Da Zhai Yizi's brows became more and more furrowed, and his face was full of anger.

"hiss……!"

After reading it, she took a deep breath and was even speechless.

Outrageous!

If these data are true, the evil deeds of this company are simply outrageous. How could the police have not noticed so many people missing?

She wanted to speak, but found her mouth was dry and her throat was so uncomfortable that she couldn't speak.

"Little Lala, give me a big glass of draft beer, with lots of ice!"

Oya Ichiko leaned out and waved at the bar, then leaned back in his seat, lost in thought.

Two minutes later, Lala brought the drinks.

Da Zhai Yizi couldn't wait to drink it in big gulps. He drank half of the cup in one breath before taking a deep breath, "Huh, I'm finally saved. I almost died of thirst. ...By the way, I'll buy the first drink. What would you like to drink?"

"Milk or water?" Lala also offered a suggestion.

"None. Any Coke?"

Lala nodded silently.

"Okay, please use Coke, Sprite, and juice to make me a mixed drink."

"..."

Little Lala went back with a confused look on her face. She could make cocktails, but what the hell was a mixed drink?

After she left, Oya Ichiko quickly turned his head and asked in a low voice, "Are you sure this information is accurate?"

Mitsui Tsubasa patted his chest proudly, "I guarantee it's 100% accurate. I just hacked into the other company and stole it last night."

The mansion's son: "..."

For a moment she doubted her ears. Could such an illegal act be mentioned so openly?

Is this guy a hacker? This is getting weirder...

She couldn't figure it out, so she asked directly, "What do you want?"

"I have some issues with HTPC company, and I hope they will be punished by law." Mitsui Tsubasa gave a half-true and half-false answer.

HTPC company should certainly be sanctioned, but the law is too slow and too lenient, he plans to do it himself, let them go to hell!

Oyako nodded, thinking that he understood. This was because they saw her as a reporter for the Daily News, and wanted her to make the truth known to the public.

Of course she would love to have it, but it might not be that easy.

“How many victims are there?”

"Dozens."

Dozens! ?

Hearing this number, Ozhai Yizi couldn't help but take another big sip of beer, then scratched his head and thought hard.

Murphy's Law strikes again. What you fear will come true. This level of crime has not been discovered by the police yet. Either the means of committing the crime are extremely sophisticated, or... there is a protective umbrella!

Considering Hachijo Ayami's experiences of calling the police and petitioning, she was more inclined towards the latter.

What a headache.

While she was lost in thought, Mitsui Tsubasa secretly took a photo of her using his cell phone as cover.

Oyako's face shape is obviously very good-looking, but this hairstyle... well, how should I put it, did he offend the barber?

Let the oracle help her redesign her hairstyle later.

Chapter 137: The Devil's First Birth

"Your mixed drink, Coke, Sprite, orange juice, some sea salt and a few drops of lemon."

"Thank you."

A few minutes later, Mitsui Tsubasa got the special drink as he wished. He shook the brown drink a few times like the bartender and sniffed it. It had a very refreshing smell.

Taking an experimental sip, he gave a thumbs up to Lala who was watching.

"This is delicious. You can also add the recipe to the menu. Customers who don't drink alcohol will like it."

Lala walked away speechless.

Seeing her reaction, Mitsui Yi shook his head helplessly and took another big sip. He really wasn't lying, the flavor of this drink was particularly complex and it tasted very refreshing and stimulating.

The sound of their conversation woke Oya Ichiko from her reverie. She looked at Mitsui Tsubasa seriously and said with determination, "I want all this information. Tell me your price."

"I'm not short of money." Mitsui Tsubasa put down the cup, took out a business card from his jacket pocket and handed it to her, "I'm here to seek cooperation."

"cooperate?"

Oya Ichiko took the business card and read it: Mitsui Tsubasa. With this surname and his style of doing things, he can't be from that family...

"I can provide you with the dirty laundry of HTPC company for free, but it is not convenient for me to come forward, so you need to find a way to report and expose them." Mitsui Tsubasa continued.

Oya Ichiko put away the business card and looked up at him. Her intuition as a reporter told her that the boy in front of her was very unusual and definitely not an ordinary person.

Although there is no such thing as a free lunch, she really needs the information.

Such evil companies must not be left alone.

It doesn’t cost any money, so just take it first.

Thinking of this, she sorted out the documents and stuffed them into her bag. "I agree. Exposing the dark side of society and bringing unscrupulous companies to justice is the duty of journalists."

Mitsui Tsubasa looked at her with admiration, Oya Ichiko seemed very enthusiastic during this period, probably because her junior friend Ameya Kayo had not yet been involved in the cripple incident.