Mr. Dan's men "politely" led the other customers in Q. H Bar out of the bar.

"Tsk, it's that old thief Dan's customer. Boring."

The teenager, who had been hiding in the corner, cursed again and left the scene obediently under the watchful eyes of Mr. Dan's men.

After all the unrelated people had left the bar.

"Mr. Chūya and Mr. Peter, the goods have been delivered to the harbor today. They're on the cargo ship next to the dock."

Mr. Dan smiled and gently placed the document his men handed to him on the bar counter. It was a transaction list with the specific types of goods, the quantity, and the amount of money.

The brown-haired teenager crossed his legs and rested his chin on his hand as he drank the milk that the bartender had sent over. He glanced at the document with a slight curiosity. It was really just a slight curiosity. Let's just ask, you didn't take the initiative to steal the original question. It was just a coincidence that the test paper was placed in front of you before class. Could you resist the urge to flip through the questions and take a picture?

In the end, Tsunayoshi only understood that there were letters like "OF" on the document. He guessed that it was probably a list written in English. He didn't know anything else.

Chūya took the list and flipped through a few pages casually before handing it back to Mr. Dan. His face was calm, and he had already made up his mind. Just as the boss had expected, the transaction requested by the KI organization was too suspicious. Although the goods on the document were basically ordinary items, some of them were priceless.

For example, the Arcana Suppressor marked on the third page was an Arcana Controller invented by the International Arcana Organization in cooperation with various countries when Arcanas frequently went out of control many years ago. It took a lot of time to develop, but the final result was not very good.

Putting the suppressor on a power user who couldn't control their powers could indeed effectively suppress their powers in the beginning. However, after a period of time, the power user's limbs would twitch due to wearing the suppressor. They would foam at the mouth and eventually become delirious. After a period of time, the suppressor was taken back and destroyed by the government.

The period of time was too short. It was during the dark period of the Port Mafia's former leader's rule. The former leader was loyal to expanding his territory and had no interest in other aspects. Therefore, he missed the opportunity to buy the suppressor.

If he bought the suppressor now and handed it to the organization's research institute to eliminate the negative effects of the suppressor, it would be a great help for him to use his powers.

However, 200 suppressors was such a large number that it accounted for almost half of the original production. It was too suspicious.

"Do you want to take a look?" Mr. Dan asked in a friendly manner.

"No, I'll pass today."

Zhong Yue frowned, but he couldn't tell what he was thinking through his blue cat eyes. He rejected Mr. Dan's invitation and finished the rest of the cocktail in one gulp. The cold and stimulating taste of the cocktail slid down his throat and into his intestines.

D didn't expect to be rejected so straightforwardly, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

"It's just at the port not far away. Are you sure you don't want to take a look?

What do you think, Mr. Peter? "

Mr. Dan shifted his target to Tsunayoshi. Based on the information he had, he was able to link Tsunayoshi and the former leader, Osamu Dazai, to the same person.

The other party was a leader of the Port Mafia, while Nakahara Chūya was a quasi-leader. As long as Tsunayoshi agreed to take a look, Chūya wouldn't be able to refuse. Wasn't it natural for the superior to suppress the subordinate?

Tsunayoshi looked at Mr. Chūya's sincere attitude. He wanted to nod and agree, but Mr. Chūya must have his own reasons for refusing. He didn't understand the business between mafias. If he suddenly expressed his opinion and brought trouble to Mr. Chūya, he would be in trouble.

Tsunayoshi leaned against the bar counter and imitated Chūya's tone. He said lazily, "I also want to take a look."

Mr. Dan's face lit up, and he quickly said, "Then …"

Tsunayoshi glanced at Chūya, who was sitting on a bar stool and didn't say anything after hearing what he said.

"But it's getting late, Mr. Dan. Do you know what time it is?"

Tsunayoshi said in a displeased tone. Mr. Chūya had told him to throw a tantrum if he refused to make a deal. Although he didn't know why, he was still a high school student. It was too difficult for him to make a deal.

…

The smile on Mr. Dan's face was stiff and ugly. He didn't expect to be rejected by Tsunayoshi.

Why were the people from the Port Mafia all so willful? Was their leader's brain damaged by a car?

He called the kid who always went to bed on time to make a deal.

Mr.Dan

However, because he had seen Chūya's combat power, he had to maintain a good attitude.

"Mr. Dan, I just don't want to look at the goods today. We'll be in Sicily for the next few days, so we have a lot of time. Can't you wait?" Chūya sneered in his heart. There was indeed a problem.

Large-scale transactions were carried out in a place where good and bad people mixed together. Even if all the unrelated people were cleared out, the information was still very easy to leak. He didn't choose Q. H Bar to make the deal because it was close to the port and convenient to look at the goods.

"Of course … not." Under Chūya's sharp gaze, Mr. Dan was shocked and hurriedly denied it.

"If that's the case, then we'll be leaving. Peter, go back to sleep."

Chūya got up and left. Tsunayoshi hurriedly followed. He was a little distressed. Mr. Chūya walked like the wind, and the hem of his black coat swayed in the wind. However, he was wearing a simple sports jacket, so he couldn't walk with such momentum!

Outside, a cool breeze blew in from the port. The dim street lights tried their best to provide light to the people who were returning home. They generously shared the light with Chūya's luxury car. The glass of the car was like a spider's web. It was obvious that it had been smashed with a blunt object.

Chūya's face darkened. F * ck, who the hell dared to touch his car!

Sicily was not Chūya's regular residence, so his car was bought more casually. It had not been modified accordingly, and all the glass was the original factory configuration. However, this did not mean that he bought it cheap.

"Hey, come out."

Zhong Yue also shouted loudly into the darkness. He was very unhappy. Those who dared to touch his car must have made up their minds, right?

In the darkness, it was very quiet. For a long time, no one made a sound, but the sound of small insects could be heard.

Tsunayoshi looked around and thought, How could it be? It was obviously sabotage. Who would admit to doing something bad?

"Mr. Chūya, I don't think they're here anymore," Tsunayoshi kindly reminded him.