Volume 1 Beginning Chapter 83 Antoine: ???
midnight.
'Hell' nightclub.
"So why did you choose this name..." Antoine opened his eyes in confusion, "Isn't it unlucky?"
“I thought an older middle-aged man like you would at least be able to understand it a little bit.” Nan Ling complained.
"Excuse me, please explain." Antoine shrugged.
Nan Ling pinched his brows, "Well, how should I put it——"
“——This world is like walking in hell and gazing at flowers.” DK spoke slowly.
Nan Ling raised his eyebrows.
"Kobayashi Ischa?"
DK nodded quietly.
Oh, although the riddle is a bit far-fetched, it is still a pretty apt explanation.
Nan Ling snapped his fingers. "That's it. Do you understand, An?"
Antoine: ???
Has Chat finally gone crazy too?
"I don't understand..." he said weakly.
"It's better not to understand." Nan Ling didn't plan to explain further.
Although this is certainly not the original meaning of this haiku, this explanation is understandable.
Bounty hunters live a life of danger. Although the rewards are generous, they never know when they will lose this blessing.
They live life to the fullest, spend all their money as soon as they have it, and live a life of luxury. They never consider when they will fall into hell... They are a group of people who have never learned to be frugal.
Nan Ling turned his head and looked at DK, "But when did you know so much about Japanese culture?" He is obviously a foreigner.
"Read a book." DK still spoke frugally.
"Okay, then let's follow the plan and split up." Nan Ling patted Antoine on the shoulder, "An, you wait outside."
"It's like this again..." Antoine fell back on the seat, "I have nothing to do with missions like this."
"There's nothing we can do about it." Nan Ling opened the car door. "You're not good at covert operations."
"Yes, yes." Antoine did not refute. "Good luck."
…
This is not the first time he has come here.
Nan Ling's entry was very smooth - the door here is always open to those who know where she is.
Mello must have come in as well. After all, they chose to act separately in order not to attract attention. Even DK couldn't find him after getting off the car.
Nan Ling lowered the brim of his hat, and his black clothes made him inconspicuous in the dimly lit dance hall.
When he sneaked into the bathroom and came out again——
——has changed into the outfit of "Seven".
When I came here before, I didn't use the identity of Chat.
Besides, the identity of the organization is still underground even in this world. Wouldn't it be asking for trouble to come to a place where too many people gather?
Nan Ling sat down next to the bar with ease, tapped the table with his fingertips, and said in a slightly muffled voice under the mask, "A glass of Tequila Sunrise."
"Yes, sir." The bartender bowed slightly.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you," Nan Ling narrowed his eyes, "Remember not to add tequila."
"...Yes, sir." The bartender still looked the same, but he bowed a little bigger.
Nan Ling waited for a while.
Ah, that's a bit boring.
He looked boredly at the men and women in the dance floor who were indulging in music and alcohol.
People were sticking to each other, the heavy metal music in the background was deafening, and the air was filled with a strange smell of alcohol, hormones and sweat.
The atmosphere here is extremely open, and many people go to the back to book a room after getting high.
After all, no one knows whether they can come back alive from the next mission.
"...Are you looking for me?" A person sat down next to Nan Ling at some point.
He was wearing a casual suit, with hair covering his eyes like a Japanese idol, an orange tie with a royal blue shirt, and a grey jacket and pants with diamonds on them.
Although it looks like an eye-catching color combination, there are many people here .
"Yeah." Nan Ling tilted his head and pushed his hair aside.
The man was stunned when he saw his face.
"Seven? What a rare guest." It was obvious that he had just recognized Nan Ling.
"Long time no see, Silver Spoon."
"It hasn't been that long, actually." Silver Key said, "You came here to see me... do you want some information?"
Yin Shi is considered one of the top intelligence dealers in this circle, and it is just a coincidence that Nan Ling knows him.
At that time, two of his thugs were fighting with someone near Nan Ling's villa, and Nan Ling happened to see them. After Yin Shi arrived, he asked him to treat the two men.
In short, Nan Ling had only met him a few times, and it was basically people who introduced patients to him.
In other words, he works part-time as a black-hearted real estate agent.
Whether he is evil ... Nan Ling doesn't really care about this aspect.
Or rather, he was too lazy to care.
The point is laziness.
But because of his Buddhist attitude, his relationship with Silver Key became good.
"Why don't you guess it yourself first?" Nan Ling's expression could not be seen clearly behind the mask, and his voice was so faint that it was almost buried by the deafening background music.
"Ah." Silver Spoon stroked his chin, "The information that can interest someone like you who doesn't care about worldly affairs - it must be that one !"
"Um...which one are you referring to?" Nan Ling raised his eyebrows.
"Okay, stop playing dumb." Silver Key's voice finally became a little more serious. "You definitely know. The information about that black organization. That's why you're here, right?"
"Yes, I'm a little interested." Nan Ling said lightly.
"From your tone, you don't sound interested at all." Silver Key complained, "But I can understand it. After all, the amount of money... I don't know how that mysterious organization offended that master."
"So?" Nan Ling raised his eyebrows, his tone slightly rising.
"To be honest, I've had enough these past few days." Silver Key's words revealed deep fatigue, "I was questioned by a group of people, and some even wanted to tie me up for interrogation..."
“It’s really hard work.”
Nan Ling could probably guess what Yin Shi had been going through in the past few days.
The situation of other intelligence houses should be similar. Those who are not strong enough should be in danger now.
Those bounty hunters are all hyenas chasing after money.
"But the reward should be for information related to 'any' organization, right?" Nan Ling was a little curious about this. "Why are so many people chasing after a piece of information now?"
Silver Key also knew that Qi hardly mixed in this circle, so he was not surprised that he asked such a common sense question.
"Isn't it because the organization is too mysterious?" Silver Key said helplessly, "Not to mention ordinary people, even an information dealer like me has never heard of this organization before. At the beginning, everyone doubted whether this organization existed or not..."
"But are you sure now?"
"Not really." Silver Key said frankly, "But the current situation is that we can't deny it. Armed conflicts happen every day, and the number of deaths is increasing."
Nan Ling nodded.
Such a big fuss was caused because of a piece of information whose authenticity and source were unknown - I'm afraid the underground world had already reached a critical point.
Whether this incident happened or not, it was only a matter of time before things got out of hand.
They were just unlucky enough to be the spark that ignited the bomb.
