Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty-One [You're starting to understand him.]
"The commission for tonight's task is three hundred thousand US dollars." In an old single-family house on the outskirts of Tokyo, Xicheng Xun casually took out a notebook and quickly flipped through it. "The client wants us to interrogate Daicheng Ichiro and get the password to a bank safety deposit box. We speculate that the safe might contain some secrets about a subordinate branch of the Truth Society..."
While speaking, Xicheng Xun energetically rubbed her temples. "But you really didn't need to tie Daicheng Ichiro up and bring him back. In the VIP room of the nightclub, when I threatened to chop off one of his hands, he was about to crack and spill it."
