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  As soon as Old Hu brought up this topic, Fang Lin's expression had already turned serious, and he said calmly:

  "Now that the Kisaragi Conglomerate's technology has reached a level where they can replicate humans, their current work is likely focused on researching the cells of the deceased fighters from the KOF '97 tournament. As one of the Eight Peaks of Mount Yasakani, Ryuuji Yamazaki must have collected the cells and blood of the Three Heavenly Kings of the Yagami clan who were severely injured during KOF '97 - this can be inferred from the command that drops when a Ryuuji Yamazaki clone is defeated. What's the point of kidnapping a bio-engineering doctor?"

  "And among the three kings, the strongest and most powerful one is Yashiro, who is also an expert in throwing techniques and close combat. His strength even surpasses that of Daimon Gorou! If we can take this opportunity to investigate further, it's possible to complete the arduous requirements for advancing!"

  Hú Huá Hào slightly stunned and said:

  "My martial arts are still within the scope of Judo, while Yashiro's attack method is mainly based on striking-type finishing moves. Is this okay?"

  Fang Lin said with confidence:

  "These eight geniuses, the remaining three of the Four Heavenly Kings, had already formed a confrontation with the main character's team - Kasugai Kyou, who uses flame abilities, was matched against Chris, who can also freely manipulate flames; Raijoudou Akamaru, who has lightning abilities, was matched against Charmy, whose surname is primarily associated with thunder; and Oomon Daisuke, who relies on earth abilities, was matched against Shichika, who also borrows the power of the earth. Their abilities were already similar in nature. Why couldn't they be inspired by the A-level skill 'Tenchi Kaeshi'? Besides, I also sent people to search for the whereabouts of Oomon Daisuke's wife at the same time. Even if it doesn't work out, it's not like there's no other way to go about it."

  "And." Fang Lin's eyes still shone with a hint of madness: "As I said, the diluted Crazy Eight Gods' blood from the Barbarian Bull was found on a mysterious person who appeared after killing the Gate. Now I suspect that this mysterious person is a clone sent by the Gis Group to collect cells from fighters! But he didn't have time to use it before being killed! So, I suspect that within the Gis Group, there is pure Crazy Eight Gods' blood!"

  Hu Hua Hao took in a breath of cold air and said:

  "What do you want to do?"

  Fang Lin started the engine and smiled elegantly:

  "I used to be called an idiot, and that person was a famous madman. This is a private secret between the idiot and the madman, so Old Hu shouldn't ask too much."

  "Bang!"

  "Why is Old Hu still hitting me on the head, what if I become stupid?"

  "It's all idiots anyway, beating them up won't make things any worse."

  “………”

  ……………….

  Half an hour later, the two found the former deputy director of Tokyo Bank, Matsui Heiji, who was staring at the TV and drinking Japanese sake. His beard was messy, and he looked extremely disheveled. At first glance, it seemed like the four characters "poverty and despair" were written on his face. Fang Lin directly dunked his head into a bathtub filled with water, and just as he was about to suffocate, he roughly pulled him out and threw him to the ground.

  Matsui Heiji was about to regain consciousness and curse loudly after a severe cough, when a large stack of US dollars hit him in the face. Fang Lin pulled his hair hard, making him see clearly the large stack of cash in the box in front of him, smiling:

  "I ask, you answer, and after I finish asking, these five million US dollars are yours."

  Matsui was indeed a former class leader, and after being stunned for an instant, he let out some unconscious sounds from his throat before quickly calming down and saying:

  "Go ahead and ask."

  "What is the administrative management model of Tokyo Bank?"

  Matsui's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but ask back:

  "What's the point of asking?"

  Fang Lin's expressionless face pulled out a stack of US dollars from the box, directly took out a lighter and ignited it, burning it to ashes in front of Matsui Heiji's eyes within 30 centimeters. The poor Kato's face was distorted, his throat made a gurgling sound, his eyes were extremely painful, he wanted to stretch out his hand to stop it, but was kicked far away by Old Hu, when he got up, he probably bumped his forehead and had a bloodied face, looking extremely miserable.

  Fang Lin stared at Matsui Michi, like an eagle staring at a chick.

  "I ask, you answer, next time you make a mistake again, I'll burn twice the amount of US dollars."

  Matsui let out a few deep breaths, his eyes complex to the extreme, and suddenly tore off the dirty tie around his neck!

  "Alright, I'll say it!"

  Fang Lin said faintly:

  "What I'm saying is that we actually already have a detailed report in our hands, and what's being said is just to verify its authenticity. For example, Tokyo Bank, which has been operating for decades as a financial giant, has already perfected its system to a considerable extent, so its various operational modes should not be much different from when I left the company. Therefore, I propose some questions that require reasonable explanations, and do not try to use fabricated excuses to evade them."

  Lao Hu looked at Fang Lin's expression and secretly thought that this kid was more serious when lying than when telling the truth, which further solidified his determination to never let his daughter get close to him in reality.

  What followed was a dull Q&A session. Fang Lin's abnormal memory made Song Jing mistakenly think that "this person is just here to verify the authenticity of the statement", so he really spoke without reservation, and spoke without hiding anything.

  In less than half an hour, the conversation between the two came to an end. Fang Lin asked a few more key questions again, confirmed that Song's answers were all fluent and consistent, and then stood up, patted the box and said:

  "This is your reward, goodbye."

  Hu Hua Hao had been waiting for some time and was getting impatient, so he was the first to walk out of the door. Fang Lin calmly followed him out and quietly closed the door behind them. It wasn't until then that Song Rong suddenly came back to his senses, rushed out of the door, and said in a low voice:

  "Aren't you afraid I'll go report to the police?"

  Fang Lin glanced at him and suddenly smiled:

  Afraid, but I can see it even more, afraid of being poor.

  This sentence was like a knife that pierced into Song's heart! His face immediately turned pale, and Fang Lin continued warmly:

  "So it's best to pray that we get away with it without getting caught, because once the confession is out, that box of money will be gone."

  Matsui's whole body was trembling with fear, taking away something that someone had already obtained was far more cruel than taking it away before they had it! He gritted his teeth and suddenly pulled the two back inside again:

  "Actually, there's still some things I know that I haven't said yet..."

  ………….

  On the way back, Old Hu complained:

  "Why so much trouble? Can't you just use that magic spell to control it directly?" Fang Lin smiled and explained:

  "The Mind Charm can only grasp fragmented memories of the person being controlled, and it's not necessarily possible to find what we're looking for. Moreover, it will also cause severe damage to an ordinary person's brain. Rather than taking such a great risk, intimidation and temptation are more effective."

  Lao Hu felt that what he said made sense in his heart, but he still snorted disdainfully through his nose:

  "When are we two going to take action?"

  "It's not just the two of us, it's three." Fang Lin smiled and said: "Park Sung-min will also go, and he will die there. He is a person closely related to Gis Enterprise, and even his dead body can serve as evidence within the scope of Gis Group. Our goal is valuable things like diamonds, gold, and other high-value items. The devalued goods like yen can be scattered around to benefit the citizens."

  "As for the timing of taking action... well, just pick a time at random, how about after Old Hu finishes his big business tomorrow?"

  Hu Hua Hao was drinking a can of Pepsi when he suddenly spat it out and cried out in laughter:

  "What did you say?"

  Fang Lin's nonchalant tone:

  "The bank's security is indeed strict, but to us it's like the difference between having one ant and two ants in front of us. So when it comes to choosing a time, we can adopt a random approach. What's most difficult for the police to crack is encountering an opponent who doesn't play by conventional logic. When they take on the case, they'll think, 'Why did the culprit strike at this particular time?' Even if the great Conan were to try and guess, he wouldn't be able to figure out that the timing was actually determined by Old Lei's physiological cycle."

  Old Hu glared at him and suddenly slapped another slap on Fang Lin's head, roaring:

  "You little stinker, tricking me again!"

  ……….

  After Lao Hu's strong protest with his body language, Fang Lin reluctantly agreed to decide the time of action by drawing lots in the same way they used to do when choosing foreign language questions for the college entrance examination. The time of attack on Tokyo Bank was set at 10 am - the peak hour of customer flow.

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