ten minutes later.

The Japanese-style tea room on the third floor of the building.

On the tatami floor, there is a fine-lattice wooden screen, flower arrangements by Ohara-ryu are placed on the small table, Hisikawa Shinobu's prints are hung on the walls, and water is boiling slightly in Kamebundo's hand-made iron kettle.

Sitting at both ends of the tea table were the duo of Yuan Zhisheng, Caesar, and Chu Zihang.

Caesar reluctantly looked away.

From this unique location, looking out of the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can have a panoramic view of most of Shibuya.

He raised his eyebrows and said: "Fujiwara Shinnosuke? Isn't this a Japanese name? As the leader of the Japanese mixed race, the Sheqi family still needs the help of the Gattuso family to find a Japanese?"

Minamoto said: "Not all mixed-race species in Japan are related to the family. Only those with the same blood are members of the family, and Fujiwara Shinnosuke is not. In addition, he is indeed a member of the Gattuso family."

"Okay, I don't care about that." Caesar shrugged, "What do you mean, if I call him to you, you will accompany us to the sea?"

"Yes." Yuan Zhisheng nodded, his tone as firm as a rock.

Caesar and Chu Zihang looked at each other, "What about the time? I can't possibly call someone over to you today."

"I only need you to recruit him to Japan today as the heir to the Gattuso family. You don't need to worry about the rest." Yuan Zhisheng said in a calm tone.

"Okay!" Caesar agreed wholeheartedly, and he wanted to have as much fun as he wanted.

He has always been indifferent to the family and is keen to challenge his uncle Frost's bottom line, but he has never disliked the family's resources.

At least in terms of money, he squandered it happily. He only regretted that the Gattuso family was too powerful and the speed at which he wasted money could not keep up with the speed at which he made money.

How much money does the Gattuso family have?

This was something that even his uncle and acting head of the family, Frost, didn't understand.

Yuan Zhisheng, on his side, was a little silent due to this joy.

"There is something that needs to be announced in advance to avoid unpleasantness between the two parties afterwards." Yuan Zhisheng held up a cup of tea steadily, "If your people come to Japan, it may not end well."

"Did he do something wrong?"

"An unforgivable thing."

"That's no problem."

Caesar lazily leaned against the wall, picked up the tea cup, and saluted from a distance.

Chu Zihang on the side asked: "When will we go to the sea?"

"Time is tight, we can't make it to tomorrow, so tonight." Yuan Zhisheng put down the tea cup and said slowly, "Would you like to check out the deep submersible together?"

Caesar stood up and waved boldly: "No, just keep an eye on Meizu. I don't believe that the equipment department still doesn't believe in you, Meizu? You want to go to the sea with us!"

Yuan Zhisheng was a little speechless.

What this guy showed was not at all the kind of heroism that "I am willing to give trust to strangers, even my enemies."

It's a scoundrel who says "we all either die together or live together".

This guy... seems to be somewhat inconsistent with the information the family has received.

According to the information, he is a wealthy and noble son who is proud to the point of being a middle schooler and likes to play the role of leader.

…

After leaving Genji Heavy Industries, Caesar quickly took Chu Zihang back to the hotel.

As soon as he entered the room, Caesar asked: "Have you contacted Fingel? What did he say?"

"He said he would give us technical support."

"Technical support?" Caesar wondered.

"A calculation equation, derived from the embryo's heartbeat data, is used to calculate the degree of dragon hatching. Once the calculation result exceeds 75% during the dive, it will immediately surface. That is the warning line for hatching."

Chu Zihang explained.

Caesar raised his eyebrows and said: "That guy still has this ability? It seems that I really underestimated him before. But this equation is of no use."

Facing Chu Zihang's confused gaze, Caesar scratched his head: "Have you skydived? The most exciting part of skydiving is the stage before opening the parachute, the free fall movement, the wind hitting your face, if your posture is wrong, you still

It will keep rolling in the air, like a windmill."

"No, I will try it if I have the opportunity in the future." Chu Zihang asked, "What do you want to say?"

"I want to say that in the clip of the future that I saw, we rolled from 2,100 meters to the deep sea area of ​​7,900 meters." Caesar shrugged.

"...It sounds bad, what's the reason?" Chu Zihang was silent for a moment.

"There is something wrong with the deep submersible." Caesar looked relaxed and waved his hand to indicate that it was just a minor problem.

"...Did Yuan Zhisheng invite us to inspect the deep submersible just now?" Chu Zihang asked tentatively.

"Yes." Caesar nodded.

"You refused." Chu Zihang's face was expressionless.

"Yes!" Caesar said triumphantly.

"Has your brain been damaged by the wasabi on yesterday's sashimi?" Chu Zihang said bluntly.

"But we're fine!"

Caesar spoke plausibly,

"It would be a shame not to experience such an exciting session once! I have skydived and tumbled in the air, but I have never experienced tumbling and falling thousands of meters under the deep sea!"

"Hi, friends, there is an old saying in China that if you miss an opportunity, you will never see it again. Once you miss some things, you will never see them again in this life. And the important thing is that we are intact!"

At the end of the sentence, Caesar gave a thumbs up, trying to prove to Chu Zihang that they could do it.

Chu Zihang ignored this idiot, turned around, took out his cell phone, and dialed Yuan Zhisheng.

He took a detour and hoped that the Japanese branch would conduct a comprehensive inspection of the deep submersible.

When he heard Yuan Zhisheng's promise on the phone that he would personally conduct a comprehensive overhaul, Caesar looked regretful.

He turned half-heartedly to the window and looked out at a corner of the city.

That is Tokyo's Shinjuku District, the most famous red light district.

Caesar leaned against the window, his blue eyes a little lost.

Maybe I should find time to visit a toy store in Shinjuku City.

He suddenly felt tired and wanted to take advantage of his free time to sleep. Maybe he could see a longer future in his dreams.

He is now somewhat confused as to whether this transaction is a gift or a curse.

…

…

In the huge video room, the entire wall was covered with projections, and the blue light illuminated the man's face.

Fingel was lying comfortably on his seat, with a can of Coke in his right hand and a large bucket of popcorn in his left hand, as if he were watching the latest Hollywood blockbuster in a private cinema.

On the screen was a picture with serious rough spots, and the preparations for the deep dive on the Monyach were proceeding step by step.

"The boys look very motivated!"

Fingel popped a popcorn into his mouth, grinning as rough as a rock.

Looking east from the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the Tokyo sky stands alone in the jungle, like a white giant.

The projected beam fell behind Fingel.

The girl who seemed to be floating in the beam gently supported her elbows on the man's broad shoulders and rested her chin on his forehead.

This kind of casual closeness does not contain any deliberate elements and can only occur between people who have been together for a long time.

"We were much more elite than them at that time. We thought we were going to dive to save the world. We were serious and professional. Why didn't we think of taking a photo before diving? This way I can leave you with the last memory.

Looks like it."

Fingel said softly.

The girl didn't speak, she just stroked his hair gently.

"Don't be like this, don't answer me with your actions, just talk to me." Fingel whispered, "I know you will touch my head at this time...but I can't feel it. If I can't even hear your voice

, how can I confirm that you are here?"

"I have always been here." The girl said softly, "I will be here in the future."

Fingel turned to look at her and smiled silently: "Of course, after all, that guy promised us, right? But are you really sure that he can do it?"

"I don't know either. But he is the principal's secret weapon."

"Yes, the principal's secret weapon..." Fingel was silent for a while and said quietly, "It turns out that among all the people, the person who took the lead in making a deal with the devil was the principal."

"Accident?"

"No, it's reasonable." Fingel sighed and laughed at himself, "After all, the old guy only has hatred in his heart. He is my senior in this regard!"

"eva, help me call up the heartbeat signal deep in the Greenland ice sea. I want data that changes with the month."
To be continued...