Huh?"

Kako Yamaguchi suddenly woke up, only to find herself sitting on the sofa in the lounge area on the first floor of the Huizhong Hotel.

How did I fall asleep?

Her mind was groggy and filled with paste.

Sitting up straight, she looked in front of her, the coffee was already cold, and the "Liberation Pictorial" in her hand had also fallen to the ground.

Leaning over to pick up the magazine, her expression a little solemn.

Falling asleep in the middle of a mission has never happened before.

Rolling up the magazine and pinching it hard, a hint of chagrin flashed in her eyes.

I didn't expect to make such a low-level mistake, damn it.

Looking at the table clock on the wall of the hall, it was already half past four in the afternoon.

By the way, the military department announced that at 5 p.m. it would convene a meeting of the members of the Tianlong Society to discuss the construction of the branch.

She hurriedly got up, picked up her handbag and magazines, and hurried out of the hotel.

Unbeknownst to her, Fernan was standing behind one of the hotel windows, watching her get into the rickshaw.

In the ward of the Neon Military Hospital, Fujita Masadi was standing in front of the hospital bed, looking at Fujita Tsuyoshi who was desperately struggling on the hospital bed with an expressionless face.

Fujita was tied to a hospital bed and naked.

Next to the hospital bed, a middle-aged neon woman with a round body and geisha makeup was gently stroking Fujita's body.

She wore a navy blue kimono embroidered with gorgeous chrysanthemums.

Fujita Tsuyoshi, who didn't snort in the face of the pain of his limbs being broken, looked at this woman, but as if he had seen a flood beast, he struggled desperately to dodge, not wanting to be touched by a woman.

Where the woman's hand touched, a layer of goosebumps aroused, and Fujita Tsuyoshi howled miserably: "Let her go away!

After laughing compassionately, the woman withdrew her hand, walked up to Fujita Masadichi, tilted her head, and squatted down to salute.

"Your Excellency Shaozuo, although Brother Ling's injuries are serious, they are not fatal. ”

She pursed her lips and said with a smile: "The magic of our Jiuju sect can indeed bring the dead back to life, but it is only effective for the dead, I'm afraid the old woman will disappoint you." ”

"Even Granny Kikuno, can't you save him?"

Fujita Masando was a little disappointed, Granny Kikuno was a friend of the Fujita family and possessed all kinds of wonderful magical skills.

This time, he specially invited him from the neon country to heal Tsuyoshi Fujita's injury.

But Granny Kikuno's words shattered his hopes, will my brother have to spend time in a wheelchair in the future?

In that case, it would be better to let him seppuku and die with dignity.

Hearing Granny Kikuno's words, Tsuyoshi Fujita relaxed a lot.

He gasped and shouted at Fujita Masayo, "Fujita Masayo! If you let her turn me into a monster, I will never forgive you!"

He has been bold and fearless since he was a child, but Granny Kikuno is the only one he fears.

Because he was curious when he was a child, he secretly followed Granny Kikuno and saw her manipulating the corpse in the cemetery in the wild, which left a shadow of his childhood and became extremely disgusted with Granny Kikuno.

Knock knock!

A guard knocked on the door and came in to report: "Shaozuo, Miss Yamaguchi of the Tenryu Society asks to see you." ”

What is she here to do? Is there progress in the situation?

Fujita Masanchi was a little puzzled, nodded and ordered, "Let her in." ”

The guards went out, and after a while, Kako Yamaguchi came to the ward.

"Your Excellency Fujita. ”

Kako Yamaguchi gave a military salute.

Her level is not lower than Fujita Masamichi, Fujita Masamichi replied with a serious military salute, only to see her and ask, "Is there something wrong?"

Kako Yamaguchi was stunned: "I'm here to attend the branch construction meeting in the afternoon." ”

"Branch building meeting?"

Fujita Masamichi frowned: "I have not been notified that this meeting is going to be held. ”

Kako Yamaguchi's eyes widened in surprise, and she was about to say something, but suddenly subconsciously glanced at Tsuyoshi Fujita on the hospital bed.

Rumble!

It was as if a muffled thunder exploded in her brain, turning the world upside down in an instant.

In an instant, countless doubts that she had ignored all came to her heart.

How could she, who has been professionally trained, fall asleep while on a mission?

Why didn't she wonder when she found herself asleep?

She had never heard of this meeting before going to the hotel, but when she woke up, why did she naturally think that there was such a meeting?

If there was going to be a meeting that needed the participation of the Tenryukai, why didn't Zentaro show up?

"What are you going to do?"

Fujita Masayo's shouts brought her back to her senses.

Her eyes widened suddenly.

At some point, her right hand uncontrollably took out the delicate Browning pistol from her pouch and aimed it at her temple.

She opened her mouth to say something, but she didn't say anything, and her right hand decisively pulled the trigger.

Boom!

Blood splattered with broken bones and brains, leaving a large patch of bright red on the wall.

When!

The pistol landed, and Kako Yamaguchi fell to the ground with a bang in her eyes.

Hearing the gunshots, the guards at the door rushed in as soon as possible.

But all they saw was the corpse of Kako Yamaguchi.

Fujita Masamichi's face was pale, and he stared at Kako Yamaguchi.

Walking briskly, he reached out and grabbed a handful of Kako Yamaguchi's face, but nothing came off except for a little slippery cream.

Pulling out his handkerchief, he wiped his hands, gritted his teeth, and squeezed the order out between his teeth: "Go and get them for me!"

After a short time, Zentaro and Isetaro and others arrived in a hurry.

When they saw the dead body of Kako Yamaguchi on the ground, they were shocked.

"How did Miss Yamaguchi die?"

Santaro anxiously questioned Fujita Masamichi.

He didn't care about the superiority and humility of his rank at the moment, and the loss of a junior intelligence officer was a very serious loss for the entire Heavenly Dragon Society.

"She committed suicide. ”

Fujita Masayo said solemnly.

"It can't be!"

Shotaro blurted out.

Although intelligence officers have the consciousness of sacrificing their lives for the country and are not afraid of suicide, how can they commit suicide under the nose of the military department when they are also on a mission?

"I don't think it's possible. ”

Fujita Masamichi asked, "I asked you to come over just to let you confirm that she is really Kako Yamaguchi?"

Santaro and the others looked at each other, and Isetaro thought about it, stepped forward quickly, and examined it carefully.

Suddenly, he pulled out a delicate dagger from his ankle and scraped Kako Yamaguchi's hair against her scalp.

Her hair fell out, revealing the pale blue tattoo underneath, and Kako Yamaguchi had several neon characters tattooed in the center of her head, which meant one hundred and twenty-six, which was the membership number of Kako Yamaguchi when she joined the Tenryu Society, a mark that would not change for the rest of her life.

Ise Taro sat down on the ground and muttered in dismay, "It's really Miss Yamaguchi, why is this happening?"

At this time, Granny Kikuno, who had been watching silently from the sidelines, suddenly spoke: "When she came in, I found that she was unstable, I didn't expect it to become like this......"