Fireworks

At this moment.

At the entrance of the Black Wutong Club.

Several sedans pulled up before the deserted storefront. Mr. Jing got out with eight or nine members of the Hankawa Family. Looking up at the club shrouded in darkness, he frowned slightly.

"Mr. Jing, this is the place." A Hankawa Family member beside him spoke. "Apparently, two young men and a little girl showed up here a couple of days ago. They were all unfamiliar faces. The two young men recently became hosts, and they've become quite popular. The little girl is around twelve or thirteen and works here as a waitress."

"Two young men and a little girl..." Mr. Jing mused. "If one is Yurina Kurotetsu's daughter and another is Asaba Qi Ye... then who is the third?"

"We don't know, but we searched all of Dotonbori. This is the only place that seems suspicious."

"What is the background of this shop's owner?"

"Unknown..."

"Unknown?"

"Yes, that's one of the suspicious things about this place." He said helplessly, "We checked all the records, but we couldn't find anything about the manager's background. Apart from his host name, Kyosuke, there's no information at all. Even the original owner who rented this storefront out has vanished. No one knows how he appeared..."

"What about the renovation crew? A shop this large must have hired one, right? And the tables, chairs, and supplies inside—weren't any names recorded for those purchases?"

"No... We couldn't find any renovation records or purchase records. It was as though..."

The gangster paused. "It was as though this place were a haunted house that appeared overnight. They say that on the night before this club appeared, this place was still an unfinished shell. By the next morning, the club had already been built."

Mr. Jing's brow furrowed