Guns and Coffee in the World of Science

As night fell, the streets of Beika-cho gradually deserted. The streetlights lit up, casting a dim glow across the empty streets, which were almost deserted. Café Jingxin, like usual, welcomed a quiet evening.

Chen Shuo stood by the window, holding a cup of freshly brewed coffee and taking a sip. Nighttime was his favorite time of day, when the shop was deserted and he was the only one left. The quiet atmosphere allowed him to gather his thoughts and, at the same time, reflect on his role in the world.

"Tokyo... it's truly an accident-prone area..." Chen Shuo muttered to himself, gazing out the window at the street scene. He was somewhat concerned about the Miyano sisters today, especially the aloof and reserved Miyano Shiho. Her aura was reminiscent of those dangerous individuals he'd encountered in the past, as if she were always prepared to respond to any unexpected crisis.

However, Chen Shuo also knew that his position in this world meant he didn't need to meddle too much in other people's affairs. Since arriving in this world, he had kept a low profile, and aside from the "Jingxin" coffee shop, he rarely took the initiative to participate in any external disputes.

But today was different. Chen Shuo rarely kept the door of the cafe open so late at night, because after seeing the Miyano sisters today, he knew that he would need to receive a group of special guests in the evening.

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"jingle--"

The wind chimes rang softly, and the door opened. Two tall figures walked in. Chen Shuo turned his head, his eyes slightly fixed.

Walking ahead was a man in a black trench coat, his long silver hair cascading over his shoulders, his gaze sharp as a knife. His stern face held a natural intimidation, as if he had never known what it meant to smile. Behind him followed a burly man in a dark suit. Though his expression was a bit dull, he also exuded an air of oppression.

Chen Shuo recognized them instantly—Gin and Vodka, two prominent figures in the underworld. Their status and position made them virtually inaccessible to ordinary people, yet this time, they arrived at his café together. Chen Shuo thought to himself, "So the Miyano sisters are part of their organization..."

Chen Shuo pondered this inwardly, but his expression remained calm. He didn't appear surprised, but instead smiled with ease.

"Welcome, Gin, Vodka." Chen Shuo's voice was gentle but polite, as if he was just an ordinary guest.

Gin nodded slightly, his eyes sweeping across every corner of the cafe before walking directly to the bar and sitting down. His movements were unhurried, yet filled with an undeniable dignity.

Vodka stood behind Gin, looking even more reserved.

"Mr. Chen, excuse me." Gin's voice was deep and powerful, a hint of respect etched in his tone. Although Gin was a formidable figure in the underworld, he appeared relatively humble in front of Chen Shuo. Chen Shuo's reputation in the underworld was well-deserved; his strength and influence had long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"Please feel free to do as you please." Chen Shuo smiled slightly, indicating that Gin and Vodka could relax. He placed the coffee cup on the bar and looked at Gin calmly, waiting for his next words.

"The Black Organization has some important activities that need to be carried out in Tokyo recently, but we all know that Tokyo is Mr. Chen's territory." Gin narrowed his eyes and said bluntly, "According to the rules, we must come to pay our respects and explain the situation to you."

Vodka stood aside, silent.

Chen Shuo chuckled, setting down his coffee cup, a hint of amusement in his eyes. He knew exactly what Gin was up to, and he knew that the Black Organization would likely be conducting some sort of activity in Tokyo, likely on a significant scale. Although he had long since stopped actively interfering in the affairs of the underground, his reputation remained a force no one could ignore.

"Tokyo's underground world does have its own rules." Chen Shuo said calmly, his arms folded across his chest. "I've heard a bit about your organization. Are you here this time to ask me to let you in?"

Gin nodded, his eyes unflinching as he responded directly, "Indeed. Our operation in Tokyo is quite large-scale and a long-term endeavor. To avoid unnecessary conflict and trouble, I hope Mr. Chen will allow us to proceed smoothly."

Vodka also added at the right moment: "Don't worry! We won't do anything that oversteps the bounds of our authority."

Chen Shuo narrowed his eyes slightly, contemplating for a moment. Tokyo was his territory, and this news had long since spread throughout the underworld. He was able to maintain this peaceful existence precisely because of the clear and precise rules he had established. Any force seeking to operate in Tokyo needed his prior approval; otherwise, he would take drastic action.

"It seems you've made thorough preparations," Chen Shuo said calmly. "However, I'm curious about the purpose of your operation in Tokyo."

Gin's expression remained calm, and he replied in a steady tone, "This operation involves a long-term plan, and the specific details cannot be disclosed for the time being. But please rest assured, we will not infringe on your interests."

Chen Shuo smiled, his eyes revealing a hint of meaning. "Gin, since your actions won't affect me, there's no need for me to embarrass you. However, order in Tokyo's underground must be maintained. If you break the rules here, you should know the consequences."

Gin's eyes lit up slightly, and then he nodded, his tone revealing a certain solemnity: "We understand Mr. Chen's rules! We will never cross the line. As long as we have your permission, we will ensure that all our actions will not affect anyone who should not be affected."

Chen Shuo nodded slightly. He knew that a man like Gin would never make promises easily. But once he made a promise, he would definitely put it into action.

"In this case, since you have followed the rules and given me, Chen, enough face, then I am not an ungrateful person. Don't worry! I will not hinder your activities in Tokyo." There was a hint of casualness in Chen Shuo's tone, but his decision was extremely important.

A look of relief appeared in Vodka's eyes, while Gin stood up and bowed slightly to Chen Shuo with an extremely respectful attitude.

"Thank you for your generosity, Mr. Chen." Gin said, "We will definitely act according to the agreement."

Chen Shuo waved his hand, signaling him to avoid formalities. To him, this meeting was merely a routine exchange within the underworld. While the Black Organization was a powerful force, Chen Shuo still held an unshakable position within Tokyo.

Gin didn't say anything more, turned around and prepared to leave the cafe with Vodka. Their mission was completed, and Chen Shuo's attitude also made them feel at ease.

"Remember my words." Chen Shuo added calmly as they were about to leave, "Tokyo is a place with rules."

Gin stopped and looked back at Chen Shuo with a hint of respect in his eyes, then nodded: "Mr. Chen, if you have any needs, you can contact me at any time." After that, he pushed the door and walked out.

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Vodka followed Gin into their Porsche 356A, but a hint of confusion flickered in his eyes. Ever since entering this seemingly ordinary cafe, a trace of doubt had been brewing in his mind. While he knew today's mission was to pay his respects, he couldn't understand why Gin showed such respect to this seemingly ordinary cafe owner.

During the conversation between Gin and Chen Shuo, Vodka remained respectful but full of doubts. When they left the cafe and got in the car, Vodka finally couldn't help himself.

"Brother, that Chen Shuo... he's just the owner of a coffee shop, right? Why are you treating him so carefully?" Vodka's voice was filled with confusion, his brow furrowed. Despite his burly appearance, he was actually a technician in the organization, and Chen Shuo was just a stranger to him.

When Gin heard Vodka's question, his eyes remained calm, but the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a faint smile.

"Vodka, you really don't know your place." Gin's voice was low and calm, as if carrying some hidden memories. He said slowly, "Chen Shuo isn't someone you can judge by ordinary standards. He was once the nightmare of the entire underworld."

Vodka frowned slightly, obviously surprised by the comment: "Nightmare? But he looks like just an ordinary person... How did he manage to gain your respect?"

Gin tilted his head slightly, a hint of reminiscence and fear in his eyes: "Have you heard of the name 'Wuchen'?"

A flicker of shock flashed across Vodka's eyes. Even though he knew nothing about Chen Shuo, he understood the person Gin was talking about. He knew all too well the rumors about Wu Chen: a ruthless, unwavering assassin, a legend in the underworld. And now, from what Gin was saying, it seemed as if Chen Shuo was Wu Chen?

"Chen Shuo...Wu Chen?" Vodka murmured, as if he couldn't quite believe this fact.

Seeing his puzzled expression, Gin continued, "He's a world-class assassin with no record of failure. Once he's set his sights on a target, there's no chance of escape. Underworld forces around the world are terrified by his actions. He controls Tokyo's underground order, and no one dares to challenge his authority. Do you think he opened a cafe to enjoy a peaceful life? No, Vodka, it's because no one dares to disturb him anymore."

Gin's tone became increasingly cold, filled with memories of the past and a deep awe for Chen Shuo.

"He single-handedly wiped out the entire Tokyo gang in a single night. No one knew how he did it. Those people didn't even have time to call for help before all their plans were shattered. You think our organization is powerful? But in Chen Shuo's eyes, we're just a bigger bug."

Vodka was stunned when he heard this, an unimaginable scene emerging in his mind. He stopped talking, started the car obediently, and drove away.

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The night wind rustled the wind chimes in front of the door, making a crisp tinkling sound. Chen Shuo stood there, watching their backs gradually disappear into the night, his heart calm. Although the Black Organization's actions sounded significant, it had no impact on him.

"There will always be disputes in the underground world." Chen Shuo whispered to himself, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a meaningful smile.

"Maybe there will be a new story tomorrow." Chen Shuo looked up at the night sky and sighed softly, as if he was expecting something.

Under the cover of night in this city, many things are happening quietly, and Chen Shuo is still the guardian of peace in that coffee shop and the uncrowned king of the entire Tokyo.