Chapter 158

Speaking of Qi Xing, who was currently being worried about by the girls, early this morning, he was in the interrogation room of the Public Security Secret Bureau, starting to interrogate Dr. Elio of Dogenzaka—or more accurately, the single, preserved semi-mechanical head.

The interrogation room was on the eighth basement level, a fully enclosed structure. Magic, radio waves, radiation, and even dimensional travel were completely blocked. It was a flawless, inescapable prison designed specifically for confining experts.

Dr. Elio's head was fixed to an electromagnetic platform, connected by several high-voltage neural cables, which simultaneously maintained his consciousness and prevented him from making any "self-destruct" moves.

Although his neck down had been removed, the entire face still retained its metal skeleton and part of the bionic tissue. His cheeks trembled slightly, but it was still relatively intact, just with a bit more clear cowardice in his eyes.

Because Dr. Elio was a smart man.

The benefit of being a smart man is that after suffering once, it is easy to know when to yield.

This time, without Qi Xing needing to use torture again, he lifted his head on the electromagnetic platform, trying to make his tone sound cooperative and polite:

"Master Leipu, if you have anything you want to ask, please feel free to ask."

"You said Magic City Tokyo is in the sky, so I flew up at night to look for it. I searched carefully from the troposphere to the stratosphere. If I flew any higher, I would have seen the International Space Station."

Qi Xing frowned and asked,

"What is going on? You cannot hide things in the sky, and there is no way there is some super hurricane over Tokyo protecting a City in the Sky."

"Of course, it cannot be in the normal material space."

Dr. Elio hurriedly explained,

"Magic City Tokyo is located within an independent world bubble."

…As a mad scientist, Dr. Elio naturally used terms and viewpoints different from the traditional magic worldview to explain those otherworldly things. They called it "Boundary Layer Science" or "Cosmologia," which originated in the Victorian era.

This "scientific" theory is roughly like this—the process of cosmic inflation may continue to produce countless "cosmic bubbles," each with different physical constants. These bubbles evolve independently in the high-dimensional mother universe, similar to "eggs" incubating in a larger structure.

This world is the mother universe, and very powerful psychics or the like can create their own cosmic eggs, possessing cosmic constants different from the mother universe, which cannot be reached by conventional means.

…In short, the above bizarre scientific theories are not actually important; after all, they are just trying to use another theory to explain what they see. The essence remains the same.

Simply put, it is the Inner Realm.

And a very powerful Inner Realm at that.

[Professor Vanstra and half-baked Silver Coin Messengers like Romanie, as well as Apostles like Yaobikuni, the Inner Realm they create all need to attach to the physical universe.]

Sasa spoke up at this moment, warning him,

[This Magic City Tokyo of the Greed Demon has already become a true otherworld.]

[Attacking someone else's world, the defender always has the advantage over the attacker. Don't be foolish and rush into a trap.]

Qi Xing chuckled.

He understood what Sasa meant, of course, and he knew she was worried about him.

"But this battle has to be fought."

"Don't worry, although Magic City Tokyo is definitely the home turf of the Greed Demon, I have already seen through his mythological archetype. There is a chance of winning."

The decisive battle with the Greed Demon could no longer be delayed, or at least Qi Xing did not intend to delay it any longer. Because every day that passed, more good people would bleed and lose their lives.

No matter what Qi Xing said, this was something he didn't like in his heart.

"Tell me how to enter Magic City Tokyo."

So Qi Xing ordered again.

Dr. Elio didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore and hurriedly said desperately: "As long as you, Master Leipu, are willing to help me repair my body, I can immediately create a portal to Magic City Tokyo!"

"Bullshit."

Qi Xing was almost amused,

"How could I possibly repair your body! It's enough that your head can talk. I'll find a few people to do as you say."

"But that, that would be very slow!"

"No matter how urgent it is, I won't make such a stupid mistake."

Qi Xing curled his lips,

"Just in time, take this opportunity to tell me all the abilities, fighting styles, characteristics, weaknesses, and any powerful tricks of the remaining leaders of the major dark organizations in Tokyo."

Dr. Elio eventually had no choice but to obey and spill everything he knew.

An hour later, Qi Xing left the Public Security Secret Bureau, stretching his back while pondering what to eat for breakfast today.

Don't forget, Qi Xing had lived in Tokyo for three years back then. In Kasumigaseki, although it was mainly government agencies, it wasn't hard to find something delicious.

However, just then, something slightly unexpected happened.

Qi Xing's phone rang.

The incoming number did not belong to anyone he knew.

Frowning, Qi Xing answered the phone directly: "Who is this?"

"Master Leipu, I would like to discuss some business with you."

A cold, clear voice came from the other end of the line, like a mountain wind blowing down from a withered mountain in winter, a cold and dry voice.

The tone was gloomy, low, and steady.

"My name is Yatsufusa Eiichi."

Yatsufusa Eiichi.

The President of the Kanto Yatsufusa-kai, the head of the largest underworld group in Japan.

He was also the old man who had been hunted down by Qi Xing—who had just become an immortal three years ago—but had managed to hide somewhere, leaving Qi Xing unable to find him. Qi Xing remembered he should be over ninety years old.

As mentioned before, the large gangs in this world were truly occult gangs, and they really had their own occult traditions—because one couldn't survive without some skills.

The Japanese underworld also had its own religious and witchcraft background… That said, those were nothing more than low-class, unorthodox paths; one could only say they had their own characteristics, but generally, they weren't that strong.

This cowardly old underworld gangster actually dared to take the initiative to call Master Leipu to talk about business? How did he suddenly change his nature?

"You are a bandit, my subordinates are officials, and I am a passing Demon King."

Qi Xing sneered,

"What business do we have to discuss?"

"Come over now, kneel and surrender, and I might be able to spare your life."

After speaking, Qi Xing swiped his finger and had already sent a message to Elaine, instructing her to arrange a reverse trace to locate the source of this old man's signal.

However, the tone on the other end of the phone immediately tightened.

"Master Leipu, I know you have always hated evil."

Yatsufusa Eiichi's tone suddenly added a few points of pleading,

"The reason I contacted you is to prevent your great power from falling into the wrong places and wrongly killing people who shouldn't be killed."

"Please come to my house for a talk. If you still want to kill me after hearing what I have to say, I will never resist."

Wow, we haven't even met once, and he's inviting me into his home? Is he really not afraid of me, Master Leipu?

Qi Xing couldn't help but be puzzled when he heard this—he wouldn't be trying to use this old-fashioned method to ambush me, would he?

But Qi Xing had never been afraid of trouble.

He sent another message to Elaine, telling her to be prepared, and then headed straight to the location Yatsufusa Eiichi mentioned.

Not the office of the Yatsufusa-kai, but the mansion where Yatsufusa Eiichi himself lived.

A high-end apartment building in Yoyogi, Tokyo, a penthouse suite.

The living room here was so large that it felt like it could fit an entire house, and the high ceiling made one almost think they had entered a gymnasium.

Luxurious, cold, and overly quiet.

The head of the largest underworld organization in Japan, Yatsufusa Eiichi, was sitting in that living room waiting.

He was a quite tall and thin, yet calm and imposing old man, wearing a dark brown kimono, with white whiskers hanging down to his chest, and his two eyebrows were also white.

According to the records of the Public Security Secret Bureau, Yatsufusa Eiichi was ninety-seven years old this year, which was definitely an extremely advanced age.

However, strangely, in this mansion, there was not a single person around him; no bodyguards, no servants.

He just sat alone on the leather sofa, holding a long, thin wooden pipe in his hand, and on the coffee table in front of him were two crystal-clear glass wine glasses and an unopened bottle of wine, his attitude looking surprisingly sincere.

Qi Xing glanced at the wine; it was a sixty-year-old Macallan whiskey, and the price of one bottle could equal a high-end car. Although Qi Xing could afford it if he wanted to drink it, he had never really thought about drinking it.

This scene was truly strange.

"Master Leipu."

Yatsufusa Eiichi stood up and unexpectedly poured half a glass of wine for Qi Xing himself first, looking quite humble,

"I won't speak in riddles—today, I am here on behalf of the entire Tokyo Yakuza to surrender and pledge allegiance to you."

Ha.

Qi Xing shook his head directly: "I don't believe it."

"The Greed Demon is not a king who is easy to serve."

However, this old underworld gangster was not angry at Qi Xing's words; instead, he continued to speak patiently,

"You want to improve Tokyo's public security, you want righteousness to prevail over evil, of course you can! We Yakuza can surrender, we can talk about it."

His tone was gentle, his attitude almost respectful, but the craftiness that couldn't be hidden in his eyes never faded.

"…But Master, after we surrender, what do you plan to do? Kill all the Yakuza in Tokyo, or send them all to jail?"

"The underworld, to put it plainly, is made up of frustrated people, people on the fringes who have failed in mainstream society. In a place as big as Tokyo, these people can't be killed off, and they won't stop dying."

He sat down slowly, his thumb tapping the pipe gently,

"No matter how fast you kill, new ones will grow behind—it's just that they will be new, chaotic, and harder to reason with, people you don't know."

"Now, our group is willing to listen as long as you give us a rule. If you say go east, we will absolutely not dare to go west."

"I can see that you are not here to do business, but I still have to put my chips on the table."

"Because there will always be people falling in this world. Those who fall to the bottom either die or become gangsters."

"What you can cut are blades and guns, and heads, but you cannot cut off this human failure."

Volume 4: Evil Magic City Tokyo: 149: Do You Know Shame?

"First of all, I have a video I want to share with you."

While respectfully inviting Master Leipu to drink high-end wine and asking him to wait a moment,

Yatsufusa Eiichi, this old man who was the head of the largest underworld in Japan, took out an old-fashioned projector and a film reel box.

"What this video is, please wait until I finish playing it before I explain."

Just like that, in front of Qi Xing, the old man installed the projector. He took the film reel box out of the wooden box, carefully installed it on the reel, and aimed the projector at the white screen already prepared on the living room wall.

A moment later, a dim beam of light was projected onto the snow-white gauze screen.

And then Qi Xing saw it.

The place in the image looked like a dim secret room. It looked very much like a small theater used for striptease performances.

Qi Xing only took one look at the stage and understood what kind of occasion this was. He couldn't help but click his tongue, and his face darkened.

Because on the stage were more than a dozen, even by the modern morals of this absurd world,

obviously too young in age,

in a binary gender narrative,

non-male,

low-age humans.

These people looked very cute, very young, and full of vitality.

…However, what the adults around them were about to do to these █ █…

was very Orgy, very Epstein, and very █ █ inappropriate.

Qi Xing's face grew darker the more he watched, and he turned his head to glare at the old gangster—what is the meaning of this video? Are you here to show me a Japanese version of an Epstein child show?