Chapter 3348: Face, Where Is It Left!?

Mitsui Yoshitaka and Tawana were completely stunned beside him.

Ye Chen knowing Steven Rothschild already surprised them greatly, and they never expected Ye Chen to be commanding Steven Rothschild over the phone, even scolding him directly at the end—this… this isn't just ordering a household slave, at least it's the manner of ordering a lackey?

As the two were shocked beyond measure, Ye Chen looked at Tawana and said seriously: "Steven Rothschild should have some influence in the United States; give him some time, and he should be able to settle this matter."

Tawana gratefully said: "Thank you, Mr. Ye! Thank you! With someone from the Rothschild family stepping in, this matter should be resolved..."

Ye Chen nodded, looking at her and said: "However, I'm helping you for the sake of twenty concerts, and I'm only helping you this once; in the future, I hope you can keep yourself clean and not drag yourself into such a situation again."

Tawana said shamefacedly and gratefully: "Mr. Ye, rest assured, I won't do it again; in fact, I had already drawn a clear line with those people earlier, I just didn't expect things to blow up like this."

Saying this, she lowered her head in shame, afraid to meet Ye Chen's eyes.

Ye Chen said: "Furthermore, as a public figure, I also hope you won't arbitrarily take sides or casually output questionable values to your hundreds of millions of fans; since you're an entertainer, honing your personal talent is enough; if you want to do something more on this basis, you can refer to Michael Jackson, do more universally valuable public welfare, help those suffering from poverty, hunger, disease, or even war threats—this is far greater than inciting minors to change gender."

Tawana fell silent for a moment, then nodded heavily, immediately raised her head to meet Ye Chen's gaze, and firmly said: "From now on, I won't repeat the mistakes I've already made; after the twenty concerts end, I'll go to third-world countries that truly need help, just like Jackson, and do whatever public welfare I can."

"Good." Ye Chen said: "What we need to do now is wait for the An Hua to be abolished; once the An Hua is abolished, you'll be safe."

At this moment, Hattori Hanzo, the guard outside, came to the door and respectfully said: "Mr. Ye, the special police of the Metropolitan Police Department have entered; they brought many body bags, and someone claiming to be the Superintendent of the Metropolitan Police Department said he wants to see Mr. Mitsui."

Ye Chen said: "Let him in."

"Yes, Mr. Ye!"

A few minutes later, the Superintendent walked over with a flashlight, trudging difficultly through the sticky blood on the ground.

Because his shoe soles had stepped in blood plasma, each step he took produced a sticky, tearing sound against the floor tiles.

With each step, a desperate heart sank deeper with his footsteps, as if he were not walking down a passage but along a road to purgatory.

His mind kept asking himself: "What to do, what to do, damn it, just a glance shows at least over a hundred dead; if this gets out, I can just kill myself tomorrow to apologize to the world..."

In a daze, he had already arrived at the dressing room door; Hattori Hanzo pushed the door open and said to him: "Mr. Watanabe, please come in."

The Superintendent then came to his senses, looked down at his feet, trying to find a place to wipe them, but there was nowhere suitable around.

At this moment, Ye Chen looked at him and said: "Come in, no need to wipe."

"Oh oh, okay..." The Superintendent breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Ye Chen, then saw the alive Mitsui Yoshitaka and Tawana beside him, which eased his heart somewhat.

"Mr. Mitsui, Miss Svetlana, you're both unharmed—truly wonderful!"

The Superintendent almost wanted to cry out loud at this moment.

If these two had suffered even the slightest mishap, I truly wouldn't know how to wrap this up.

Mitsui Yoshitaka asked him: "Where's my brother?"

"Outside." The Superintendent hurriedly said: "He wanted to come in to take a look, but I didn't let him; I thought I'd first meet you and ask your opinion; also, there are too many corpses in this passage, so we need to handle them first."

"Good." Mitsui Yoshitaka nodded and instructed: "Once these corpses are handled, you tell him to come in and identify my corpse."

The Superintendent cautiously asked: "Mr. Mitsui, do you and your brother have some conflict?"

Mitsui Yoshitaka furiously cursed: "That damn bastard actually sent a group of samurai to kill me; luckily Mr. Ye and the Iga ninjas were here, otherwise I might really have been dead."

"How could this be..." The Superintendent exclaimed, but after saying it, he felt this wasn't so outrageous; similar incidents have occurred to varying degrees in many large, prosperous families in Japan; as Superintendent, he's long been used to it and not surprised.

Saying that, he recalled when he just entered, the Iga ninjas had captured many masked samurai, and hurriedly asked: "Those captured samurai outside should be the assassins sent to kill you, right?"

"Yes." Mitsui Yoshitaka said: "Exactly them."

The Superintendent urgently asked Mitsui Yoshitaka: "Mr. Mitsui, how do you plan to handle this matter next?"

Mitsui Yoshitaka said: "After a while, you call my brother in; the rest you don't need to worry about; Mitsui family affairs are handled by the Mitsui family internally, so I'll also handle his affairs properly."

The Superintendent asked: "What about those samurai outside? Should we handle them?"

Mitsui Yoshitaka waved his hand: "Those people can't be handed over to you; my brother wanting to kill me must not be known to any other police personnel besides you; I don't want this to leak out and let the entire Mitsui family be laughed at; my father is old and can't bear such a blow."

"Then..." The Superintendent embarrassedly said: "Then I dare to ask, how will you handle these people? If you want to kill them all, I'm afraid it'll also be troublesome; once this gets exposed to us, the Metropolitan Police Department will also be in a tough spot."

Mitsui Yoshitaka said: "You don't need to worry about those samurai; leave the dead bodies for me, I'll handle them; I'll send the living ones out of Japan; as for where, I have my own arrangements; you just treat tonight as if only a few yakuza fought over the An Hua and tried to kill Tawana happened, and everything else as if it never occurred."

"Alright..." The Superintendent nodded, seeing no better option for now, and thus said: "In that case, the Metropolitan Police Department will not interfere in the Mitsui family's internal affairs."

Saying that, he looked at Tawana and said somewhat apprehensively: "Miss Svetlana, tonight's incident is our Metropolitan Police Department's negligence; I represent the Metropolitan Police Department in apologizing to you."

Tawana waved her hand: "Superintendent, no need to apologize."

The Superintendent hurriedly said: "Miss Svetlana, you just heard this; the circumstances are complex and intertwined, so I implore you not to publicize this matter; the Metropolitan Police Department, you, and Mr. Mitsui here—we'll cooperate to minimize the impact of this matter, as much as possible prevent it from spreading outward; what do you think?"

The Superintendent worried in his heart that Tawana might be resentful and expose this matter on social media.

If that happened, the impact would definitely be international, and no amount of covering up could contain it.

Tawana at this moment was very reasonable, immediately nodded and said: "Superintendent, rest assured, I won't mention this matter to the outside world; I hope you won't drag me into the follow-up handling; if someone drags me in, I'll expose today's incident."

"Rest assured on this." The Superintendent wiped his sweat and said repeatedly: "The heads of the Inagawa-kai and Yamaguchi-gumi have already been arrested by us; during subsequent interrogations, we won't expose this matter; by then, all those involved in today's assassination will receive heavy sentences, starting at least twenty years!"

Mitsui Yoshitaka immediately said: "Damn it, where is Nishida Hirohiro that bastard now? I'll call that bastard and tell him not to oppose the Mitsui family; he actually dares to go against me—I'll definitely kill him today!"

The Superintendent hurriedly said: "He and Takagawa Mochi of the Inagawa-kai have already been taken into our custody; rest assured, once they're in, they'll never come out in this lifetime!"

"That's too lenient for them!" Mitsui Yoshitaka immediately objected: "They're both gang bosses; going to prison versus going to a palace—what's the difference? Inside, they're either their lackeys or people who bow and scrape to them; going in is just early retirement enjoying blessings!"

The Superintendent helplessly said: "This… this really can't be helped; their gang influence is deeply entrenched; according to jianghu tradition, when such big bosses enter prison, everyone must pay them homage and worship."

"No, I won't accept it!" Mitsui Yoshitaka gritted his teeth: "These two dared to come here today, showing no regard for the Mitsui family; if I don't make them pay a heavy price, the Mitsui family's face—where is it left!?"

The Superintendent embarrassedly said: "Mr. Mitsui, they've already been caught by the special police, with so many police watching, afterward we can only follow the proper judicial process—I really can't do anything..."

Mitsui Yoshitaka, furious and defeated: "At least drag those two over here so I can beat them up to vent my anger! I, Mitsui Yoshitaka, have grown this big and never suffered such contempt!"

"This… this..." The Superintendent said helplessly: "Detention must follow procedure; when detaining with injuries, the situation must be noted; if you beat them simply, afterward I can't properly wrap things up for you; if the outside world learns you took people from police custody and assaulted them, they'll surely blame you for trampling Japanese law; by then, I fear you won't be able to handle it..."

Upon hearing this, Mitsui Yoshitaka's whole spirit collapsed, muttering: "Can't kill, can't beat, even if they go to prison they can't be dealt with—this anger I'll never be able to vent..."

Ye Chen beside him, hearing his complaint and getting a headache, at one moment even really wanted to introduce his mother-in-law Ma Lan to him to get acquainted, and thus said: "Mr. Mitsui, as the head of a family, you don't need to fuss over such trivial matters; after they enter prison, whether they live well or not entirely depends on the pressure you put on their successors; as long as you apply enough pressure to make their successors restless and unable to eat or sleep, causing the Yamaguchi-gumi's various businesses to suffer setbacks one after another, their successors, to live well themselves, might even personally kill their predecessors' boss; a little scheming can solve this—why cling desperately to it?"