Ke Xue: I picked up a bottle of sherry at the beginning.

Where is the Yakushiji family's villa located? Naturally, it's in the old Karuizawa district. And it's on the same prime, high-priced land as the old Karuizawa Ginza shopping district and the 10,000-square-meter hotel. Given that the Yakushiji family owns JACES, Asia's largest security company, this wealth is no surprise.

All of JACES's sanatoriums are located in the Minami-Karuizawa area, southwest of Karuizawa Station, west of the oversized golf course, deep in the lush emerald forest.

"The land around here is flat and not too humid, and bears and monkeys aren't often seen there. It's much better than Old Karuizawa. That area is full of similar-looking sanatoriums, so it's easy to get lost."

"Oh."

"You didn't care at all when answering! I called someone to pick us up, and you had to wait for me - you don't have any complaints, do you?"

Baiquan Yi was still carrying the luggage bag in both hands. Lucien and Marian said something to me, then came to take Ryoko's bag - it seemed they were going to help him carry it.

Just as Shiraizumi was about to thank them, several patrol cars pulled up to the rental car company facing the square and a crowd of people emerged—all of them colleagues, dressed in summer uniforms. The middle-aged man at the front removed his hat and wiped the sweat from his brow with a handkerchief, his round head radiant. Seeing this, Ryoko muttered:

"Oh, isn't that the chief of the Nagano Prefectural Police Headquarters?"

Before I could stop her, Ryoko's high heels clattered loudly on the stone floor as she approached the uniformed crowd.

Startled, he stopped.

"Long time no see, Chief."

"Um... who are you?"

"Have you forgotten? I am Yakushiji."

"Ah, the Exorcist Goddess..."

The chief let it slip. That was Ryoko's nickname, meaning a monster that scares "even vampires away."

"You, you, you're here for vacation too..."

The director's voice fluctuated, as if he were alternating between a true and false voice. How pitiful! This man seemed to be another victim of the Exorcist's tyranny, and who knew what evidence had caught him. Ryoko had amassed an unjustifiable position of power by manipulating her intelligence network and keeping a tight rein on those in high positions.

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To be precise, Ryoko is a man-eating lion licking its tongue in front of its prey, or Mephistopheles who has captured Faust. In any case, she is full of evil aura.

"Yeah, it's a vacation, but depending on the situation, plans can change at any time. That's what we call being adaptable, oh hehe."

The men around them—to be more precise, the Nagano Prefectural Police officers—all glanced at Ryoko and the chief with puzzled expressions, each speculating or having evil thoughts about the relationship between this unusual beauty and their superior.

"In short, please don't make inappropriate remarks or take any drastic actions. If you're not careful, you could cause an international problem—and you'll be responsible for that."

"I understand."

Ryoko replied, and at the same time, a smile bloomed on her face. Rather than using flowers to describe it, it would be more accurate to use carnivorous plants.

"If the world knew about the unfortunate incident here, the position I worked so hard to secure at the police department would be gone. Please just work hard to make a name for yourself—oh hehe—I'll take my leave then."

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After Ryoko saluted, the chief walked away with his subordinates, taking unnatural and stiff steps like an old-fashioned robot from decades ago.

She came back with a chuckle emanating from her perfectly shaped nose, and I asked her:

"Are there any foreign dignitaries coming here?"

"Yes, I have."

"Who?"

"Mera Routledge."

Bai Quanyi searched the list of people in his mind and only knew that it was a female name, who seemed to be neither the US Secretary of State nor the former British Prime Minister.

Soon after, a fleet of cars arrived—six luxury cars, five black Mercedes-Benzes and a gleaming silver Rolls-Royce. The classic design of the cars was a hallmark of ultra-luxury luxury vehicles. Like something out of a Hollywood action movie, several men in sunglasses and dark suits emerged from the Mercedes-Benzes and formed a semicircle around the Rolls-Royce.

The door to the rear seat of the Rolls-Royce opened, and a woman stepped out. She seemed accustomed to the security and welcome surrounding her, and remained calm.

"Is that lady Melania Routledge?"

"Yes. She's fifty-eight."

"Oh, I can't tell at all."

Ms. Meila Routledge looks almost fifteen years younger than her actual age, with golden brown hair, bright blue eyes, and rosy skin. She looks youthful and energetic in a white two-piece suit, which is naturally an expensive and luxurious high-end brand.

Surrounding the white two-piece suit was a black iron wall. Strong male bodyguards dressed in black from head to toe swarmed around the wealthy woman, their movements on the road like ants surrounding their queen.

"These bodyguards probably also carry pistols, right?"

"That won't happen."

"is it?"

"If they were to bring anything, they'd at least have machine guns, and maybe even bazookas."

As Ryoko spoke maliciously, she stretched out her slender fingers and scratched the corner of her mouth with her nails.

Do a big job

The Routledge family is also one of the richest families in the United States, with total assets reaching tens of billions of dollars.

Ryoko said, "It's the Routledge family, the owner of UFA."

Bai Quanyi nodded: "I've heard of this name."

UFA is the world's largest food and agricultural conglomerate, offering a wide range of products, from coffee and juice to canned drinks, cereal, chocolate, ham, and sausage. It's said that over half of American households eat UFA cereal every morning. With over half of American adults also medically defined as obese, UFA may be partly responsible.

So, Melanie Routledge, a prominent figure in the American financial world, flew to Tokyo aboard her own private jet, having completed the acquisition signing ceremony a few days ago. She then visited Karuizawa and planned to stay for a few days. She reportedly booked an entire hotel.

"Could it be..."

"what's wrong?"

"Could it be that you came to Karuizawa specifically because you knew about Mela Routledge's situation?"

Ryoko pulled her sunglasses down a little with her fingertips and glared at Shiraizumi Masaru with ill intent from behind the lenses.

"Why do I have to do this?"

"No, do you want to know why..." Bai Quanyi thought about it, but still couldn't tell the reason.

"Tell me, what's your reason?" The two maids looked at Bai Quanyi with interest.

"The basis is your interest."

"Oh, what do you mean?"

"Because your hobby is stirring up chaos on flat ground, throwing stones into still ponds... As long as you can create ripples on the surface, you don't mind even if the weight of the stone breaks through the bottom of the pond. I've seen this happen countless times, and I'm sure this time will be no exception..."

"What is this?"

"You can tell at a glance. It's the invitation."

Indeed, the two big words "Invitation" were written on it, side by side with the English words "Letter of Invitation".

"Mera Routledge wants to expand her network in the Japanese financial world and, taking advantage of the company merger, plans to hold a grand banquet here."

"You really came to Karuizawa just for Mella Routledge?!"

"What a coincidence, what a coincidence! It's mainly for vacation and summer vacation." Ryoko laughed.

Baiquanyi tried to attack from the side: "Then why did Mela Routledge invite you?"

"Nonsense, I'm the next owner of JACES."

"I see. You are here as the successor?"

"Yes."

"So, you were invited as an individual, a civilian, right?"

Ryoko narrowed her eyes slightly, which was the expression of Her Majesty the Queen when she was on high alert and oblivious to the surroundings.

"In that case, shouldn't you ask someone from JACES's General Affairs Department or the Secretariat to accompany you? Why would you want me, a civil servant, to accompany you?"

"Izumi-kun, you're defying your superiors' wishes one by one. Do you enjoy that?"

"It's no fun at all."

"Not much fun, is it?"

"I already said so."

"Then stop resisting!"

"what?!"

"Why force yourself to do something that's not fun?"

"Uh, that..."

"Since going against my will isn't fun, that means obeying my will is fun, right? All you have to do is do fun things. How happy life would be!"

Bai Quanyi opened his mouth twice, but finally remained speechless.

"Ah, you're finally here to pick us up."

Ryoko waved her hand, and the man and woman almost fell out of the antique car parked in front of us.

"Miss, we are late to pick you up. We are so sorry!"

They bowed countless times to Chong Liangzi. No need for introduction, I knew that these two people were the managers of the villa.

"Thank you for your hard work. No need to apologize."

"I'm so sorry. I don't know why, but there were checkpoints everywhere along the way. There were detours and traffic jams, so it took several times longer than usual. These police officers are really annoying. They only cause trouble for people..."

"That's right. I'll leave the luggage to you. Okay, everyone, get in the car!"

The car started moving, heading east and then north from the station. Golden sunlight poured through the emerald green forest, like glittering gold coins dotted among countless scattered emeralds - I wonder if this is the right description?

The concentration of green was increasing every second, and the cool breeze blowing through the car window was extremely clear, like a soul, like smoke and fog - even if it was an illusion, such an illusion was not bad.

After driving for about ten minutes, we crossed a stone bridge over a stream and came into view with wooden gateposts. Inscribed on the gateposts were only the villa number, not the owner's surname. This was the Yakushiji family's villa. The car stopped in front of a two-story building resembling a Tyrolean residence. This was the entrance.

The manager jumped out of the driver's seat and ran to the front door, keys rattling loudly. The thick oak door was locked with three large locks, top, middle, and bottom. The door opened, revealing a spacious hall paved with stone, the size of an elementary school classroom, furnished with a massive red brick fireplace and sofas, recliners, and other furniture.

"Xiaoliang!"

A clear bass voice resounded in the highland air. Outside the window, several birds flew away in panic from the branches.

"Hi, Jackie!"

Ryoko waved her hands exaggeratedly and deliberately turned back to look at Shiraizumi Masaru:

"Izumida-kun, what's wrong? You seem to want to hide quickly? Don't worry, you're not meeting your family."

"Oh, no, no..."

Baiquanyi could only respond meaninglessly...

"Um, um, why is Brother Jackie here?"

While laughing heartily, Jackie Wakabayashi explained to Shiraizumi Masu:

"Actually, Karuizawa is hosting a national convention right now."

"A meeting related to the Ministry of Finance?"

"Oh, how could that be? What does the Ministry of Finance, love, and so on have to do with my real life? Of course it's a meeting of cross-dressing enthusiasts!"

Jackie Wakabayashi appears to be an elite official in the Ministry of Finance and will sooner or later become Vice Minister - this is the mainstream evaluation of this person.

Bai Quanyi glanced at the two Parisian girls, Marianne and Lucien. They didn't show any surprise at all. It seemed that they had already known about Jackie's existence.

“There’s a unified group here, right?”

"No, the idea of ​​organizing a unified group is just an evil, male chauvinistic idea."

"This, this is it..."

"However, the more powerful groups will propose one or two rallies every year."

"What is a powerful group?"

Jackie continued the topic enthusiastically:

"As soon as summer vacation starts, hotels in Karuizawa are packed. If you don't make a reservation in advance, you won't be able to get in. It's always like this before, and I'm grateful to Xiaoliang for helping me find a place. But I never expected to run into Jun here!"

"what……"

"It must be fate that summoned us to the same place. Great~oh~"

Bai Quanyi did not accept the call of fate happily.

What should he do to escape from this nightmare-like predicament... Shiraizumi Mashi 5.5 thought desperately.