Rum looked at Toru walking into the kitchen with horror in his eyes. He gripped the chef's hat in his hand, veins bulging on the back of his hand, his single eye staring fixedly at him.
In that instant, Rum felt his heart stop beating. A surge of blood rushed to his head, making him dizzy. His body swayed, and he almost fell to the ground.
He quickly held onto a nearby table and sat down on a chair, breathing heavily.
However, Rum was not someone who would sit and wait for death. His eyes subtly darted around, looking for a direction to escape.
However, Toru just stood in front of him, and his powerful aura enveloped him, giving Rum an inexplicable sense of despair. No matter where he ran, he would ultimately fall into Toru's hands, with no chance of escape.
Toru pulled up a chair and sat down, sitting right in front of Rum, the silenced pistol in his hand pointed at him.
Rum stared intently at Toru's hand, calculating the distance between them, wondering if he could snatch the gun from his hand.
But considering Toru's combat strength and his precise control of distance, Rum sadly realized that the possibility of him snatching the pistol was infinitely close to zero.
"How did you discover my true identity?"
At this moment, Rum forced himself to calm down.
He was indeed worthy of being the Black Organization's number two, essentially the head of the Black Organization, the leader of everything.
At this time, his mind was racing, looking for a way out. He tried to stabilize Toru with words first, hoping to find that one-in-a-million chance to escape.
"It seems you're surprised that your identity was discovered, Rum."
"But it's understandable. In a sense, discovering your true identity is simply impossible."
"The only one who knew your true identity was probably the driver I just killed."
"However, that driver has been by your side all along. There was no possibility of him leaking information. Besides, you let him be your driver, which means you had absolute trust in him."
"You've led the Black Organization for decades. I'm sure you have the ability to judge people."
Toru clicked his tongue. "No one would have thought that Rum, the planner of all the Organization's activities, the number two figure, would be a chef in Beika Town, Tokyo."
"Especially since this shop isn't yours. You're just working here, and you're even diligently working here and serving customers."
"In addition, after you stopped working on the front lines, you also underwent some cosmetic surgery. Even if the CIA put in all their effort, they shouldn't have been able to find you."
Toru's words were also the part that Rum found strange.
How could he have been discovered? How could his true identity have been exposed so easily? Even if That Person's identity was exposed, it should not have been his!
Toru smiled playfully. "If it weren't for some special reasons, I really wouldn't have been able to discover your identity. You hid yourself too deeply, so deeply that it was impossible to find any clues."
If Toru were not a transmigrator, even if he became the CIA Director and mobilized the entire CIA's power, he would not be able to find Rum.
This guy, in the twenty years he had ruled the Black Organization from behind the scenes, had almost completely erased all traces of himself from the world, to the point where people would even doubt that someone named Rum existed in this world.
However, this was a good thing for Toru. Precisely because Rum had hidden himself deeply enough and had almost no traces, Toru had the possibility of replacing him.
Rum swallowed and remained calm. "Fujiwara, I think we can discuss some things."
"Oh? What do you want to discuss?"
"I know you're working for That Person, but what That Person can give you, I can also give you. What he cannot give you, I can also give you."
Rum could only hope that Toru was an ambitious person with desires, so that he could tempt him.
Toru chuckled inwardly, never expecting that Rum would actually believe his nonsense.
Perhaps it was because Rum himself was suspicious and doubtful that he believed such nonsense.
"Then what can you give me, Rum?"
Seeing that Toru seemed a little tempted, Rum was overjoyed and quickly said, "If you want power, I can help you gain any power in Japan."
"If you want money, no matter how much, as long as you name a figure, I can give it to you."
"Even if you want leadership of the Organization, I can rule this Organization with you."
"Fujiwara, since Sherry has been living with you, you must know the importance of the drug she is researching."
"You are not a child, unlike those naive people. You must know what this drug can bring. It can allow us, through medicine, to obtain supreme power and achieve unprecedented miracles!"
"This world will belong to us!"
Rum gesticulated wildly, his expression fanatical, wanting to use this method to ignite the desire in Toru's heart.
Toru just listened to his words quietly and chuckled playfully. "Then if I want ten billion US dollars now, can you give it to me?"
"No problem. Just give me a bank card number. However, the flow of ten billion US dollars is too large, and it will take me a few days to complete it and make this money legal."
"But if it's just for now, I can directly get you one billion US dollars. Fujiwara, you should know that mobilizing one billion US dollars is not easy either. This is already the limit of what I can do now."
He was not afraid of Toru asking for too much. He was only afraid that Toru had no interest in anything.
Toru sighed softly. "If you really transfer the money to me now, I estimate there must be some secret code in it that will tell others about your current situation."
"No, no, no, I have no other intentions. I am truly willing to cooperate with you."
Rum said this eagerly.
Toru chuckled. "Rum, you have never shown your face, which is the main reason you have been able to hide until now without being discovered."
"But precisely because of this, no one will know even if you die."
"If I kill you here and impersonate you, then everything you just promised me will be mine, and I won't have to share it with you at all, right?"
Rum's expression changed drastically. He did not expect that Toru had such a big plan.
Did this not mean that Toru also wanted to betray That Person?
This man, his ambition was even greater than mine.
It was true that I was plotting against That Person, but this young man had calculated both of them in!
"Fujiwara, only I know about many of the Organization's financial dealings. If you kill me, you will lose a large amount of financial support."
"Without financial support, such a large Organization will quickly fall apart!"
Rum sincerely hoped that Toru could understand the importance of money and thus spare his life.
Toru shook his head. "You are right. I indeed do not fully understand the ins and outs of the money you control, but I have grasped about seventy percent, which is barely enough for me for now."
"So, goodbye, Rum!"
Toru raised his pistol high.
(To be continued.)