"Director Hasegawa, this is a relevant report, and I put it here. In Hasegawa Nakahei's office, a subordinate respectfully put the report on his desk, saw that the boss didn't mean to explain any work, and withdrew.

On Hasegawa's desk, there are now seven or eight reports piled up, well, although many places have implemented paperless office, but in places like the Security Bureau, many things are still mostly paper files for the sake of secrecy. Even if there are electronic documents, many computers are not even connected to an internal LAN, let alone an external network.

So, here, it's more of a paper report to convey information.

Hasegawa picked up the first report that was delivered, which was a report on the security situation in the Tokyo metropolitan area.

After all, this is the place where the martial soul duel competition is held, and among the tourists who come and go, many are either rich or noble, and there are many strong martial arts enthusiasts, including professional bodyguards. Even professional killers who are ready to fish in troubled waters are no longer few.

Although Japan is a country that does not allow private gun ownership, legal bodyguards still have gun licenses, and the number of legal and illegal gun owners in Tokyo has increased dramatically.

Even though Hasegawa Nakahei had already made a plan, increased the police force more than three times in some key areas, and coordinated with relevant departments to mobilize some troops into Tokyo and stationed them at several nodes, there were still more vicious cases than usual, but judging from the data summarized below, the overall situation was quite stable.

At least it was no worse than the law and order situation during the martial soul duel in previous years.

Pick up another report.

"The Queen of England will be there to watch the round of 16 in person. ”

Seeing this sentence, Hasegawa Nakahei's mood was even more unhappy, although the Queen of England is no longer the center of British politics, but as a national mascot, and the current status of the Japanese emperor is basically the same, now the security work has to be increased, look at the manpower of his subordinates, it is really a little stretched.

Another report.

So far, the round of 32 has generated a net profit of 370 billion yen. This is probably the only good news in the anxious work, the betting income of this round of games is almost half of the income of all the competitions in previous years, as long as the income of the later competitions can be the same as in previous years, he will be considered to have completed the task.

However, will he be able to add another credit to his own credit book? After all, this involves political resources at the beginning of the campaign after his resignation.

I'm in my forties, and I don't have much time left.

"Hey, Kobayashi, can you find a time to arrange for me, I want to meet your son-in-law. ”

————————————

"Eat, eat, eat, you're still eating!" In the revolving restaurant box on the top floor of the Contian Hotel, a blonde woman pounced on Artoria VI with her teeth and claws, reaching out to pull her cheek.

"Ahh

"Damn the British tradition, you have to change queens every ten or eight years, and I want to play a few more years, and then I'm going to be this goddamn queen next year! ”

The blonde sat down dejectedly.

Didn't catch her sister, and Korol Elizabeth didn't think it was strange, after all, she was the one who inherited the name of Artoria, how could she be caught so easily.

Indignant, she picked up what was presumably some kind of fish steak and shoved it into her mouth.

"I slipped out just by taking the opportunity to cheer you on, those etiquette teachers are all devils, I'm going crazy, what age, still clinging to the old routine, can you imagine? It takes forty minutes just to get dressed every day, two hours to dress up, and one hour to remove makeup at night!"

"At the end of the day, there are four hours of etiquette class, as well as history and international situation classes, and I have to memorize more than 5,000 words every day just by memorizing books, oh my God! I would rather go to the Lake of Tranquility to be tested again than suffer this kind of sin again!"

"I really envy you, you just have to eat and eat all day long, and now when I'm at home, I even have a glass of Coke and someone counts calories with a calculator. ”

As he spoke, Kroll's tears almost flowed down his eyes, and he hurriedly stuffed another piece of meat into his mouth to suppress the shock.

"But my game hasn't started yet?"

"Nonsense, when your game starts, my mother will come over, and those palace attendants will also come over, my etiquette teachers are all among these palace attendants, then I'll still play a fart!"

In front of her sister, Crolle doesn't look half a lady, if the paparazzi hear the British eldest princess spitting dirty words, if they can record it, they will definitely make a fortune.

"I said, dear sister, you've been in Tokyo for a long time, do you know where to have fun?" asked her sister sitting opposite in a low voice, who had finally escaped the clutches of the devil, and naturally had fun while her mother hadn't come to Japan yet.

"Ahh

"Ahhh

——————————————

"Hello, Black Mask, you wore a black mask to the press conference today, does that mean you will wear this black mask tomorrow?"

At this pre-match press conference, although Yanagi was still sitting on the sidelines, reporters flocked to the conference, which was very different from the last time when no one cared about it.

Liu Shengyuan nodded wordlessly, before attending the press conference this time, the experts of the Sword Hao Association had specially trained him in an emergency, since it was impossible to turn Liu Shengyuan into a good debater in a short period of time, then simply maintain his coldness, just don't say a word, nod and shake his head.

"Do you have any words about the different masks you wore when you played?"

Yanagi and motionless.

"Does the black mask mean you're merciful?"

Yanagi nodded.

"The white mask means you're going to kill your opponent in the ring?"

Yanagi and motionless.

"The white mask means you're going to give it your all?"

Liu Shengyuan nodded at this time.

"How old are you, and are you still in school?"

No response.

"When are you going to take off your mask? Everybody is curious about what you look like. ”

No response.

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

Yanagi nodded.

As soon as the reporters got excited, they didn't react for a long time, it seems that this black mask is unwilling to answer those questions, and he nodded at the mention of his girlfriend, this is a breakthrough!

"Are you married?" he shook his head.

"Are you ready to get married?" nodded.

"When do you plan to have your wedding?" "Within the year?" "Next year?" "The year after?"

Still no response.

After a lot of questions, a reporter finally talked about tomorrow's race: "You are in the eighth district, and the winner of the other match is Sukara St. Gurukar of India (Gurukar means guru and guru in India), do you have anything to say about your opponent in the next match?"

"I have great respect for Master Sukara!" After saying this, Yanagi Motowa fell into a state of silence again. A few days ago, Hiromi Takahashi, who is currently working very actively, has already obtained the relevant information of the other two members of the group stage of the eighth division.

The video of their battle is not bad, and the level is only that, but the life of this master Sukara, Yanagi Yuanhe also felt quite shocked when he looked at it, so today he wore a black mask and came to this press conference.

"And tomorrow, which mask will you wear?"

Yanagi Yuanhe pointed to the black mask on his face and did not speak.

————————————

On the other side of the press conference, Sukara sat in his place, looking at the sparse reporters around him, his face calm, in the practice of the Tenur Veda, control of the mind is the first step in the practice, and he is not angry because he has been left out.

However, there are still few reporters, and it is not the first time that Sukara has participated in such an international martial arts competition.

Sukara is fifty-seven years old this year, and from the physiognomy, it is believed that he is seventy-seven years old, with an almost brownish-black face, deep wrinkles all over his cheeks and forehead, and the word "holy" in his title is not the so-called holy place in Europe, but comes from the Indian honorific title for the great virtuous person.

In this world, the Indian economy is not very good, and Sukara comes from the poorest part of India, in the northern part of Kerala, in Vishur, which is also one of the birthplaces of Indian martial arts.

Sending masters to participate in various international martial arts competitions with high prize money and earning income was an important means of supporting the Vishur region to survive the disaster year, and in the local area, gurukars like Sukara were almost revered only after the gods.

And this time, he came to Japan to participate in the martial soul duel, in order to save money, he didn't even bring a retinue, you know, in Vyshur, even the road he walked, there were many people vying to kiss the road.

Thinking about those skinny children in his hometown, and looking at Japan like this, everyone can eat well, almost don't know what a disaster year is, a paradise-like place, Sukara feels sorry for his hometown, maybe he can't change this, but at least, he has to do his part.

Looking at this shabby, even somewhat ragged Indian master, as a journalist who had been to India to work, Yoshio Tanaka felt sincere admiration and admiration - the life of this master can almost be said to be a saint.

His income can obviously lead a life of prosperity in India, where there is a huge gap between the rich and the poor, but for the sake of his hometown, Master Sukara runs day and night, treating people during the day and teaching people at night.

Whenever there is a large-scale event in the world that can make money, Master Sukara always sacrifices his life to participate in the competition, just to make more money in the competition, so as to give back to his hometown.

Very few people have starved to death since the emergence of the master Sukara in Vyshur, which is a remarkable achievement in India, not to mention the poorest Vishur, even in the richest capital, New Delhi, where people starve to death in the slums.

What's more, in recent years, the economy of Vishur has improved, as a poor rural area with neither resources nor much farmland, its pillar industry is to export various Indian martial arts, yoga instructors, such as Tenur Veda and Yarouveda, etc., which are the result of the continuous efforts of Master Sukara for decades.

"Master Sukara, what do you think of the opponent you will meet tomorrow, the Ice Mask?"

Sukara thought for a moment before slowly speaking: "He's very strong, very strong, I shouldn't be his opponent." ”

If it weren't for the fact that as a contestant, there was a free hotel and three meals, according to his meaning, he could go to the corner to get a few newspapers to deal with, anyway, when he was in his hometown of India, he also experienced ascetic practice, and this hardship was not in his eyes.

What he can't forget now is that the drought in his hometown is more serious this year, and as long as he can make more money and buy enough food to go back, he really doesn't value his life.

However, no matter how poor he was, Sukara still spent money to order the video of the match between Ice Kamen and Angel Ruiz at the hotel, after all, this is the opponent involved in his next match, and in this kind of ring, it is impossible to be too careful.

After watching the video of the game, Sukara's heart was half cold.

Angel can't see through the knife technique, and he can't see through it. Angel died in the ring, what about him?

He has already won a game, and among the four players in this group, the dead Angel naturally does not need to mention it, and he defeated John Croun from the Americas, presumably this player can defeat Ice Mask, and the chance of turning over and advancing is about zero.

Sixteen of the top 32 will advance, with two from each four-man group making the cut.

As long as you don't die in the ring tomorrow, you can enter the top 16, in that way, whether it is bonus income or broadcast rights sharing income, it will increase a lot, and the family members and folks in their hometown, but waiting for money to save their lives, it is impossible for them to give up.

"Have you noticed, the one who wore a black mask to the press conference today, he used to have a title called 'Black Mask of No Killing', maybe that means he will wear a black mask to the ring tomorrow. ”

"The Black Mask of No Killing?" he still has such a nickname?" asked Master Sukara in surprise.

Although he doesn't think much of how important his life is, it would be best if he could survive tomorrow's game, enter the top 16, and make more money, after all, for him, every penny represents a piece of hope for his hometown.

This is the best news he has heard today.

——————————

"Huh, why are the odds of the Black Mask so low all of a sudden?"

At a certain gambling site, Masako Nanda was very dissatisfied, originally his son's game, has always been a high odds, basically investing 100 yen, can bring more than 300 yen in return, just over a month, now the house loan can be repaid.

However, somehow, the odds of my son have suddenly become much lower, and now it is only 1:1.5, that is, if you bet 100 yen, you can only earn back 50 yen, which makes Masako Nanda, who has a lot of cash on hand, but deliberately did not repay the mortgage, just to be able to bet on her son, so as to continue to make a fortune.

But tomorrow's son's opponent, Master Sukara from India, has higher odds than his son, 1:2.1, whether to buy the lottery ticket that the other party wins, and let his son lose deliberately.

In this way, the son does not have to continue to play with others in the martial soul duel, and he has to risk being injured, and he can also get a vote in the end, as a mother, Nantian Masako fell into a fierce ideological struggle.

——————————

"Barry, do you say she's only willing to shoot three times?" Kawa couldn't hide his disappointed look and said sadly.

"Don't worry, my dear, since the first generation of gods, this is the rule, for seven hundred years, you can be able to retreat in three shots under the gods of the past dynasties. There was only one man, and that was Joan of Arc.

Kamixia himself said that the Ice Mask has not yet stepped into the Holy Domain, and Joan of Arc is definitely one of the best in all the Holy Domains in history, and the two are not comparable at all. ”

"Barry, you mean to say-"

"That's right, he's dead. ”

——————————

"Bai Hong Bai Hong tell me, who is the longest-lived person in the world?" In the bedroom, Yanagi Yuanhe was lying on the bed preparing for sleep, and every two or three days, he always had to sleep completely relaxed to maintain his best condition.

Before covering the thin quilt, Liu Shengyuanhe suddenly became childlike and asked into the empty room.

"Zheng-", at the other end of the room, the white rainbow sword placed on the sword stand on the wall let out a clear sound in response.