Private Yakutaya, the ruling committee.
"This time, the mazo-histo-distinny was hit." It's not a threat. We have been destroyed. Obviously, there are a lot of people targeted who have connections with us. "
One of the angelic names of the Demon Clan threw up their abominations.
“I think a lot of people are using the Philsea List, but maybe not this time.”
The executive committee members of the private oil field house had already identified that those involved in the Philsea List were threatening the power and the bourgeoisie, including those involved in the private oil field house. We've searched everywhere for rumors about the Philsey List and investigated anyone suspected of possessing it.
“The gang called the Nudist School is clearly conscious of us. This organization seems to be creating a Fillcee list."
Everyone in the conference room noticed the words of a man without an angelic name.
The man's name is Theodor Theon Demon. He is a representative of the Ngo Border Ilane Correspondents' Group and a leading figure in the global press from behind. And one of the governors of the Daemon clan.
"Are you going to deliberately shield us?" Gangsterism? "
"Where did you get that information?"
One of them laughs, and the other questions.
"I'll just say that from the informant I'm interested in..."
Theodor responded to the person who hit the question, but he didn't answer.
"When you find out you're creating a Philly list, you can't overlook it." Our people have suffered, too. "
"I don't know what will happen in the future. We need to deal with this as soon as possible."
“The reason I was scattered around the Philsey list is to make sure I didn't find out who created it. But it's a wonderful thing to find out."
Speaking Proconsul.
“The Nudist School seems to be in contact with an organization called Tee Time on the battlefield. There have been reports of hostile groups, but they are also fake and may be collaborating. We still need more research around here."
Is it important to report about the tee time organization on the battlefield?
The elderly ruling commissioner asks Theodor, who puts it mildly.
"I just told them there was one."
“You don't have to tell me anything that's not particularly important.”
The elderly ruling commissioner told Theodore that he was pale.
Two months have passed since King met Luke.
The tee time on the battlefield rapidly expanded as the rest of the powerhouses and bourgeoisie on the Fillcey list were forced.
On that day, King spoke to the lower members of the group in his home town and asked them why they had become gangsters.
"Why are you asking me that?"
"Kinda..."
Foltz spoke wondrously, and King was dumbfounded.
"I forgot my name, but I met her in Marla Town, and a woman who calls herself a journalist, she comes in front of me and shouts a key."
"Nhh..."
When Foltz reported it, King had a suspicious look on his face.
"Ahhhh"
"Huh. No one knows what you're talking about ~...?"
When I went to the entrance of Ajit, there was a woman who was troubled by Alan's response. Hannah Diaz, a freelance journalist who searched Marla Town for the Philly List.
"What is this woman?"
Dean calls out from behind Alan. Wraith was there, too.
"You know, the employees here? Is your clothes dirty? What kind of taste do you have?"
The tee time symbol on the battlefield was red. The gangsters at the bottom are united in black trousers with white and green accents on red coats and jackets. It's a color scheme that people choose.
"Well, honestly, I don't think so either..."
Wraith muttered to herself.
"I've been telling you that I'm here to see King, but you won't let me through." Hurry up and get the king out! "
You know, if you come to a gangsta's organization and you're arrogant like that, you'll be considered naughty and usually killed.
Wraith bitterly smiled at Hannah, who demanded nothing but cowardice.
Ahahaha, you're going to be killed after you're raped, right?
"Who would want to commit a creature like you, a medical woman, with no female charm?"
"Mucky! What the hell is this guy!"
Hannah teaed, but Dean told her with her own face.
Meanwhile, King was doing research online while learning about Hannah's visit.
King acted directly with Luke, listening to his thoughts, and then continued his troubled days. He is influenced by what I have just examined.
I hear something weird is coming to the front door.
"I know."
When Simon called out, King looked up at the holographic display and returned a carefree voice. Fortz was also in the same room.
"Something heavy." Are you worried? "
I've been thinking a lot about that silver-haired hungry monster.
Release your eyes from the holographic display and look towards Simon.
"I wasn't a poor man, but I had no freedom. I had eyes like shit. They were not treated as human beings. You can imagine that at the point of cloning, right? Well, I saw it in front of me much more than you could have imagined."
Recalling his terrible memories, King recalls as he feels a black vortex in his chest.
"That's why..." Even if it's different from me, at the point where I see them, I can empathize with them. I feel sorry for you, too. Dean and Foltz, too. Alan doesn't talk properly, but there's always an aura of grief. There were a lot of people with dark eyes, too. Some of them came in here and got a little brighter. "
"Some people can be saved by gaining a place."
Before and after entering the tee time of the battlefield, I saw several different people in a good way, including King and Simon.
“Yeah, and why do you want an antisocial organization to be where they are? The answer is known. It's because of a society that can't drink water, can only eat the same thing at the lowest price every day, and can impose poverty like dung that can't be burned by doctors even if they get sick. Take a look at the Alcapa City park. It's a homeless pile. The number of street children is also terrible. But on the other hand, there are people like Bukubuku and fat pigs. Japan also has immigration problems, but it is completely better than here. Now this country is clearly inhabited by heaven and hell."
Fortz suspected that King was talking about what he had heard earlier.
"And the poor get angry that they are being exploited by a society of sharp inequality, and become gangs out of defiance of society."
"The conservative dung beetles are more willing to chase down such poor people with their self-responsibility theory. If you hear what they say, you'll feel even more rebellious against society."
If we want to take it from them, King is always thinking and doing it.
"Well, the reason why Simon became a gangster is very different from the others." Well, I'm on my way, too. "
"Didn't you say that before?" I just found out that one of them doesn't fit the sex. And it's worth it to be under someone. But there's not a lot of people who deserve to master me. "
"Am I wearing glasses?"
Listening to Simon, King laughs furiously.
"Yeah. Luckily for you."
Simon smiles so that he can do it.
"I'm sure Luke doesn't have any poor thoughts either." But like me, I was inspired. Luke... I think he's probably feeling negative about himself because of his illness. Me and Luke are close. Neither I nor Luke can abandon the sad people who have become gangsters, and I certainly have a desire to destroy society for them. "
Of course I have feelings, but I don't really want to destroy them.
Isn't it unusual for a gangster to think like that?
"It looks like Al Capone had a similar rage."
As Simon pointed out, King spilled a smile.
"I wonder if King is kind." I can't help it because I want to help the weak. "
"In the past, I saw several puppies being transported to the laboratory and used as a test bench. I wanted to help you, but I couldn't help you because I had no power... and I'm sorry for that... I know how Luke feels. It overlaps with him."
Pointed out by Simon, King remembers another unpleasant memory.
”Um... King, don't you think you're working for us as gangsters?”
Until then, Foltz, who had been silently listening, asked silently.
That's not true, idiot.
Fortz was relieved when King laughed lightly.
"There's a woman named Hannah who calls herself a journalist, and she's noisy about getting the king out."
"I know. It's time to get out." Let's go inside. "
When Wraith came and called out, King turned off the display and left the room.
"Please tell me your phone number and email address. I don't know, so I'm framed."
Hannah pointed her mouth and complained when she met King in the reception room.
"What do you want?" I don't think I can give you a story to please you. "
A king that caters for the blizzard.
You guys are doing investment scams, aren't you?
"Do you want to do such an interview?"
"I'd like to... but for now, it's a bit different." I don't know, I was covering another organization. An organization specializing in investment fraud. then the organization threatens me..... "
"I've got a bad feeling about this. Did you come to my house to ask for help?"
"Um... uhm..."
When asked by King, Hannah mumbled confusingly.
Or maybe you had a connection with my organization to help me by being threatened, or something like that?
"Big win ~"
Hannah shouted brightly as Simon pointed out.
"Get out of my way."
Ahhn, don't say that, help me ~
Hannah pleaded with a pathetic face and voice to King, who spoke out.
Well, I guess he had no choice but to save his life.
"You deserve it."
It's Simon who puts out the ship, but King throws out in awe.
"King, an organization called 'Diamond Bazooka' called me." He wants to talk to the bosses of the organization. "
There comes Dean, gives him the phone and reports. Of course Hannah wouldn't hear me.
"Or is it the Diamond Bazooka organization?"
"That, that..."
Hannah nodded at King, who asked straight away, wondering if it was from this timing.
King knew the name of Diamond Bazooka. It is an investment fraud organization that originally operated in Israel, but has recently entered the United States. The main activity is online, but there are a lot of fraudulent organizations in Israel, and they come to the United States to escape the territorial struggle.
“I don't know what you're talking about. Are you claiming that the territorial struggle is in the way?"
It looks like the other way around. It's like we're going to have a concession without any quarrels
Hannah said in response to King's murmur.
"Are you negotiating a territorial decision?" But I don't have a hunch of ruin. "
With a sarcastic smile, King picked up the phone.