Ryuzaki Makoto slowly walked up to Matsui Hiroshi, with less than a meter between them.
As if he hadn't seen the dozens of heavily armed policemen behind the other man, he slowly pulled out a pack of Dunhill cigarettes from his pocket, took one out, and offered it to Matsui Hiroshi with a warm smile on his face.
Do you smoke?
Matsui Hiroshi looked at the young man in front of him and smiled.
There was not a trace of contempt for the young man in his eyes; on the contrary, there was a hint of solemnity.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Ryuzaki, it's not convenient when I'm working, but please make yourself at home."
Ryuzaki Makoto shrugged, put the cigarette in his mouth, then took out a lighter from his pocket and lit it with a "ding".
Looking at Matsui Hiroshi in front of him, at this slightly overweight, shrewd-eyed middle-aged man, he felt that the other party must be a smart person.
"Nine Dragons World Heart is about to die."
Ryuzaki Shin took a drag of his cigarette and suddenly blurted out this sentence.
When Matsui Hiroshi heard Ryuzaki Makoto's words, he didn't understand what he meant for a moment, and his smile froze slightly, but he still spoke calmly.
"Mr. Ryuzaki, isn't it a bit inappropriate to express such clear hostility towards the Kowloon President in front of me?"
Matsui Hiroshi took this as a blatant threat from Ryuzaki Makoto.
The subtext is telling myself: If I, Ryuzaki, really intend to take down Kowloon Shih-hsin, you, cop, had better think carefully and not choose the wrong side.
Ryuzaki Shin took a drag of his cigarette, then slowly exhaled. He shook his head and smiled.
"Director Matsui, you've misunderstood. I'm just stating a fact. Everyone in Huya City knows that Kowloon Shixin is in poor health. Last night, I observed the celestial phenomena and calculated with my fingers that he will soon pass away."
Ryuzaki is indeed stating a fact.
According to the original timeline, Kowloon Sai-sum was indeed going to die of old age at home soon due to physical failure.
However, this old man died a natural death, without illness or disaster; it was simply that his time had come.
Matsui Hiroshi didn't want to listen to Ryuzaki Makoto's charade.
"I don't quite understand what Mr. Ryuzaki is saying. What exactly are you trying to say?"
Ryuzaki looked at him, his smile carrying a deeper meaning.
"What I want to tell Director Matsui is... the sea of suffering is boundless, but there is always a shore to return to."
Upon hearing this, Matsui Hiroshi paused slightly, then smiled.
This kid, in this situation, actually wants to win me over?
Even if Kowloon World Heart dies, there will be another president to succeed him.
She was bound to the interests of the entire Kowloon Group, not just to Kowloon Shixin alone.
and...
There's no going back now.
Matsui Hiroshi sighed deeply in his heart.
"Mr. Ryuzaki, I have… gone too far."
Ryuzaki Shinya understood what the other party meant. The interests involved between him and the Kowloon Group were too deep, and the entanglements too complicated. Going back would be easier said than done.
Ryuzaki took a deep drag on his cigarette, then threw the butt on the ground and stomped it out with his toe.
"Chief Matsui, let's go." He spread his hands, looked at Matsui Hiroshi, and said calmly, "Do we need handcuffs?"
Matsui Hiroshi was stunned; he was even more unable to fathom the young man's thoughts.
He originally thought that summoning Ryuzaki Makoto back today would take quite a bit of effort.
I never imagined that even I, the dignified director, would have to personally lead the team to oversee the situation.
I never expected things to be done so easily.
Ryuzaki Makoto certainly had his own considerations.
If the other party can come to your door with a formal summons, it means that all the procedures are legal and compliant.
I'm about to step into the public eye and run for office, how can I possibly go against the police at this crucial juncture?
Not following suit would be tantamount to openly resisting arrest and defying the law, a huge stain on his plans to run for office later.
There's no need to ruin your overall plan just to save a moment's breath.
Moreover, in Ryuzaki Makoto's view, these were nothing more than the Kowloon Group's last tricks.
Use whatever tricks you have up your sleeve, I'll take them all.
Matsui Hiroshi breathed a long sigh of relief.
If he can successfully bring Ryuzaki Makoto back to the police station, then the next step will be a power struggle between the Kowloon Group and him, and he will have completed his mission.
He quickly put on a businesslike smile and said.
"Mr. Ryuzaki is indeed a law-abiding citizen, and we, the police, deeply admire that. Rest assured, we are just conducting a routine inquiry to understand some circumstances. If we confirm that you are not involved in the case, we will definitely bring you back immediately."
Ryuzaki couldn't be bothered to watch his hypocritical performance any longer, and nodded.
Just as he was about to leave with Matsui Hiroshi and the others.
"Da, da, da..."
From the stairwell came another series of crisp, powerful footsteps of leather shoes striking the floor.
Immediately afterwards, before seeing the person, one could hear their voice.
A voice came from the stairwell.
"Wait!"