CHAPTER 780: CHAPTER 639: IT’S NOT EASY TO BE A PROPER PARASITE

The spacious meeting room was as bright as day, filled with people crowding around the conference table. Du Bianxiang Yuan was pinned to the table by two members of the Security Hall, viciously glaring with bared teeth at Oda Seisui directly in front of him.

"Baka! Why are you arresting me! Let me go!"

He struggled hard to break free, but it was in vain.

"Dubian Xiang Yuan!" Oda Seisui, who had been silent, suddenly shouted angrily, his cold eyes looking down as he sternly declared, "You, as the Deputy Director of the Ocean Intelligence Department of the Maritime Security Bureau, hold a high position and great power, but instead of being loyal to the Heavenly Locust and serving the people, you have abused your position to collude with criminals in smuggling contraband, ignoring the law and harming national interests. It’s a crime worthy of death!"

The situation was urgent, and if they had to pin a charge on Du Bianxiang Yuan, smuggling was undoubtedly the most suitable, as they could quickly establish a solid chain of evidence utilizing their industry advantages.

After all, smuggling was what they did.

Du Bianxiang Yuan was momentarily stunned, then suddenly realized that it must have been his arranged photographer who was exposed, and was likely already dead.

He struggled to recall, but found he could no longer remember the young man’s face, only his determined eyes and fearless resolve. For a moment, it was like a knife twisting in his heart.

"Baka yarou!" Dubian Xiang Yuan cursed hysterically, glaring at Oda Seisui with eyes about to burst, yelling, "It’s you who are smuggling! It’s you who are harming national interests! It’s you who should die! You bugs! Traitors! Parasites! Scoundrels!"

"Baka!" Matsushima Nobutake, the deputy of the Security Hall, slapped him hard across the face and viciously grabbed his hair, saying, "You really are looking for trouble! You’re noble, you’re so great, why don’t you just manage yourself, we haven’t forced you to join in all these years, and now your conscience is suddenly awakened is it? Damn you, you son of a bitch!"

"Spit!" Dubian Xiang Yuan spat a mouthful of blood foam onto Matsushima Nobutake’s face, breathing heavily and glaring with hatred, saying through clenched teeth, "In the past, you extorted cargo owners by seizing some goods, turned a blind eye to contraband after taking bribes from them, but now what are you doing? Colluding with the police to organize and plan smuggling and selling stolen goods! Gunboats escort, patrol ships transport, helicopters shoot down competitors, you’re smuggling more contraband in a month than you did in half a year in the past! The Maritime Security Bureau has become a tool for making money, existing in name only. How can I continue to stand idly by? How can I remain silent? I’m a Japanese!"

Over the past year, the Maritime Security Bureau had struck hard against smuggling and maritime crime, repeatedly deploying armed helicopters with remarkable results, wiping out several smuggling gangs and earning praise from the cabinet.

But it was actually all about suppressing competitors.

"What a joke! Japanese? Hahaha, as if we aren’t Japanese here," Matsushima Nobutake sneered, laughing disdainfully.

Others also laughed uproariously.

"You’re not worthy!" Dubian Xiang Yuan roared with a heart-rending cry, his eyes bloodshot, chest heaving with emotion, "The country has become like this because each department is full of parasites like you, who disregard national interests, think only of stuffing your own pockets and don’t care about consequences! Without dealing with you, even changing a prime minister, changing ten prime ministers would be of no use!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, how come I didn’t see your insight before? I think you should be the prime minister instead," Oda Seisui mocked with a sneer, then his face turned cold, "Who else are your accomplices? Speak!"

Dubian Xiang Yuan, having been in the Security Hall for so many years, certainly had more than just one photographer on board.

They must root them out completely to prevent future troubles.

Dubian Xiang Yuan gave a cold laugh, staying silent.

"Mr. Dubian, we’ve been colleagues, I don’t want to make things too ugly, but let me remind you, think about your family," Oda Seisui said coldly.

"Baka! You bastard! If you have anything, come at me! Don’t involve my family!" Dubian Xiang Yuan immediately erupted in rage, "You despicable villain!"

"Since you’ve called me a despicable villain, naturally I’ll do what a despicable villain should do," Oda Seisui said with a sarcastic smile that didn’t reach his eyes, "So, will you speak or not?"

Dubian Xiang Yuan closed his eyes in pain, gritting his teeth, "I won’t betray anyone, even if I die, they will still strive to expose your crimes. As long as you don’t catch these people, you’ll live in fear every day!"

"Baka!" Matsushima Nobutake, infuriated and humiliated, slapped him across the face again, grabbing his collar and yelling angrily, "Speak! Tell me! Speak!"

"Hahaha! You’re scared!" Dubian Xiang Yuan laughed recklessly, looking around, "Decades ago, the warriors of our Great Japanese Empire fought bravely and took down half of China, but look at you now, you’ve long lost your blood and patriotism, only focusing on harming public assets for personal gain, no wonder the country is declining!"

"Kill him!" Oda Seisui shouted, losing his cool.

Without a word, Yagyu Tomon drew his gun and cocked it.

Dubian Xiang Yuan chuckled, staring fearlessly at him, "Yagyu Tomon, back then your grandfather General Yagyu commanded ships to fight the Americans, and now you’re pointing a gun at your compatriots, do you dare to shoot? Do you dare? Are you worthy of the name Yagyu?"

"Bang!" Yagyu Tomon pulled the trigger, expressionless as he lightly said, "Old fool."

A shot hit Dubian Xiang Yuan’s chest, blood gushing out, soaking his clothes, as breathing became increasingly difficult. Blood bubbles formed in his mouth, and very soon he fell to the ground, dead.

"What’s going on!"

"Sir! Are you alright!"

Amidst hurried footsteps, a group of armed Security Hall soldiers stormed into the meeting room.

"Du Bianxiang Yuan was suspected of smuggling, and after investigation, he refused to confess. He attempted to seize a gun and hold me hostage, but was shot dead on the spot by Director Yagyū." Oda Seisui said expressionlessly, waving his hand, "Clean it up."

"Yes!" A group of soldiers put away their guns and went to handle the corpse.

After the body was carried out, Oda Seisui looked around and exhaled, saying, "Du Bianxiang Yuan was deeply influenced by the ideology of the Fungus Country, beyond saving. Since he didn’t care about the safety of his family, it was destined that he would never betray his accomplices, so keeping him alive was useless."

That explained why he was suddenly killed.

"Mr. Oda, with Du Bian dead, his accomplices might react desperately," Beike Yongwu said with a heavy expression, worriedly exhaling.

Oda Seisui sighed, "Du Bian needed to die. Otherwise, given his position, even shouting baseless accusations would prompt an investigation. As for his accomplices, they are likely few; after all, these days, there are too few foolish patriots willing to lose money and not make a profit."

"But even if there are not many of them, as long as they exist, they are a threat," Matsushima Nobutake said.

Oda Seisui remained silent.

"Perhaps we should ask Minister Aoyama; he always has good solutions," Yagyu Tomon suggested.

Oda Seisui looked around, saw that everyone was nodding slightly, and called Aoyama Xiu Xin.

"Minister Aoyama, Du Bianxiang Yuan is dead, but..." He briefly explained the situation.

In the living room at home, wearing a burgundy robe, Aoyama Xiu Xin exposed his hairy legs, a cigarette dangling from his lips as he quietly listened to Oda Seisui’s report. After a moment’s contemplation, he said, "Let them reveal themselves."

Oda Seisui had activated the speakerphone, so everyone could hear this, exchanging glances with one another.

"Please advise, Mr. Aoyama," Oda Seisui said.

Aoyama Xiu Xin spoke slowly and clearly.

"Arrange for an official ostensibly under Du Bianxiang Yuan’s authority to be highly active, spreading rumors in the Security Hall about the suspicious nature of Du Bianxiang Yuan’s death and dissatisfaction with the current situation. Du Bianxiang Yuan’s accomplices will naturally come to contact and connect with him."

"Because the people Du Bianxiang Yuan gathered must hold low positions. Now that Du Bian is dead, they are leaderless, desperately needing a new leader. People need leadership, especially those at the bottom. Without leadership, they feel lost, so they will proactively seek out a leader to depend on."

"By creating such a person, we not only lure out Du Bian’s remnants but also stabilize them, preventing any reckless and uncontrollable trouble without a leader. Understand?"

The people in the meeting room suddenly understood.

But some still had doubts, "But will these people really trust the person we introduce so easily?"

"Heh, idealistic and justice-minded lower-level personnel are generally simple and easy to deceive. Even if we catch just one, we can find a group," Aoyama Xiu Xin chuckled softly, speaking with calm certainty.

"I see, Mr. Aoyama is truly clever!"

"Exactly, over the past year, all the bureaucrats in the Security Hall have made profits with us, so Du Bianxiang Yuan could only gather ordinary members. These people lack insight, initiative, and background, and being young, they still talk about justice, making them easy to fool."

"Hahahaha, Du Bian probably never realized until his death that he was opposing someone as formidable as Mr. Aoyama. Otherwise, he would surely be in despair."

Everyone laughed, praising Aoyama Xiu Xin’s cunning and ruthlessness with each other’s remarks.

"Gentlemen, this is a lesson for us!" Aoyama Xiu Xin exhaled, speaking lowly, "For Du Bian to gather a group of accomplices damaging collective interests at the grassroots level of the Security Hall, what does that tell us? It indicates that we have given too little benefit, not enough to satisfy the grassroots. So, I propose we allocate more to the grassroots from now on."

This was Du Bianxiang Yuan’s unintended contribution to enhancing the benefits of the grassroots soldiers at the Maritime Security Bureau.

"Mr. Aoyama is right; we need to reflect on this," Oda Seisui agreed.

"Besides, there’s another reason," Aoyama Xiu Xin continued, "some people are naturally unyielding, only recognizing justice and law. Therefore, in future recruitment, we should eliminate such people as much as possible, preventing these bad elements from infiltrating our ranks and destroying their purity."

"Yes! Mr. Aoyama has great foresight; we will discuss and devise a testing scheme to identify such people," Oda Seisui agreed wholeheartedly.

Hanging up the phone, Aoyama Xiu Xin sighed.

Even being a corrupt official and parasite is tiring.

Truly, to make something successful, there’s nothing easy about it, whether it’s a good or a bad thing.