Meanwhile.

Wakoku, Kyoto, Chitorii Izakaya.

Dozens of Japanese people dressed in samurai uniforms and with samurai swords at their waists gathered together and drank sake, and the atmosphere was very depressing.

This is a samurai organization in the Wa Kingdom, the Kamiki Gumi.

An old man with angry eyebrows sat on the top, holding a delicate crossbow in his hand, and was secretly looking at it, sometimes smiling faintly.

"Inoue-kun, how is the matter of acquiring the ancient books of the Mojia Organ Technique in Huaxia?"

"Team leader, this matter is very laborious, after inquiry, Qin Shi Huang deposed the hundred families, and the bamboo slips of the hundreds of families were basically burned and burned. Even the few that survived were regarded as treasures by antique collectors, sealed and invisible to outsiders. ”

A middle-aged samurai with a ruddy face like a monkey's butt dragged his clogs, stood up, knelt in front of the old man, and replied very respectfully.

This old man is the leader of the Shenmu Group - Kazuo Hayakawa.

This man is meticulous and calculates no last resort, just like the delicate tricks he has deeply studied.

He has special reverence for the Mohist thought in China, and over the years, he has obtained the heirloom bamboo slips of the Mohist family through various means in Huaxia, and has studied day and night, of course, the results are also remarkable.

The headquarters base of the Shenmu Group alone is full of traps and traps, and outsiders are not allowed to guide them, and it is difficult to enter an inch.

This also established the martial arts status of the Shenmu Group in the Wa Kingdom, which is extremely noble and unsurpassed.

Hayakawa Kazuo put down his crossbow and smiled faintly: "This matter still needs to be worked on, especially the bamboo slips that record the Mohist trap birds and trap beasts, and we must focus on collecting." ”

Inoue Jiro was puzzled: "Team leader, don't we already have a puppet in our base?

"Yaga, ignorant reckless man, tell you that you are playing the piano to the cow!" Hayakawa Kazuo frowned dissatisfiedly, stood up, and asked, "Has Suzuki Jun arrived?"

"Team leader! A samurai stood up and said respectfully.

Kazuo Hayakawa turned his back and waved his hand: "Let him in!"

The tone is unmistakable.

"Hey!"

The samurai leader pushed open the wooden door and said to a fat young man outside the door, "Come in!"

The young man was Jun Suzuki, and when he entered the door, he first bent down, then knelt down and said, "Teacher, what are your instructions for summoning your disciples?"

"Hmm!"

Kazuo Hayakawa turned around, glanced at Jun Suzuki with squinted eyes, and said with appreciation: "It is worthy of being the proud protégé of the old man, he is already a middle ninja at such an age, but he is also good." ”

"Thank you, Mr. for complimenting!" said Jun Suzuki modestly.

Hayakawa Kazuo's eyes turned cold, and he said solemnly: "You should have also heard the fact that Ichiro Mitsui and Koshiro Farm died in a fire in Huaxia, but I don't believe the official statement." You immediately take the five lower ninjas and go to Huaxia Zhonghai to investigate this matter clearly. ”

"Hey!"

Jun Suzuki stood up, saluted again, and stepped out.

………………

And the other side......

Qianqiu Group, President's Office.

Leng Ruobing stood in front of the window with his hands in his hands, looking down at the traffic downstairs, like a queen who was high above.

A decent professional skirt can't cover her delicate curves, and the encircling pink arms set off the bulging peaks more upright.

"Dododo......"

She stepped on high heels, pacing gracefully with small steps, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, as if thinking about something.

Suddenly, she walked to her desk with a determined face, picked up the phone, and dialed a number.

"Hey, Zhang Tong, I'm as cold as ice!"

"Yo, Mr. Leng, what a coincidence, I was about to call you. Zhang Tong on the other end of the phone was unusually enthusiastic.

Leng Ruobing said lightly: "Let you connect a related technology company again, how is this matter done?"

"Mr. Leng, I was about to tell you that Tsuda Co., Ltd. came again, saying that he wanted to continue to contact you and discuss cooperation. ”

"Oh, their presidents are dead, and their accounts are frozen, aren't they?"

"I don't know about that, but they seem to be eager to see you, saying that if you have time tonight, they can make some concessions. ”

"Well, let me think about it, and I'll give you an answer in the afternoon. ”

"Doodoo ......"

Listening to the hang-up sound coming from the phone, Zhang Tong smiled bitterly.

Turning his head to look at a Japanese man behind him, he smiled apologetically: "Mr. Suzuki, Mr. Leng said that she will give a reply in the afternoon, why don't you go back and wait for the notice first?"

"Then please, Zhang Tongjun. ”

The person who came was Hayakawa Kazuo's disciple - Suzuki Jun, who bowed politely and was very polite.

However, his eyes flashed, and he said solemnly: "I want to ask Your Excellency about the situation of Mitsui-kun and Tianyuan-kun again, I don't know if it's okay?"

"Alas, haven't I already explained this to you? On the night of the fire, the two of them met with me and Mr. Leng, but they did not reach a cooperation, and for the time being, their deaths really have nothing to do with us. ”

Zhang Tong was a little impatient, but in the face of customers, he still had to be polite and make money kindly.

"Excuse me, farewell!"

Jun Suzuki bowed politely again and turned to leave.

After walking out of Zhang Tong's company, his eyes became extremely gloomy, and he ordered: "Activate our network in Huaxia, thoroughly investigate Zhang Tong and Leng Ruobing's background information and personal relationships, and peel off the cocoon, and we must find out the real culprit behind the killing of Mitsui and Tianyuan." ”

"Hey!"

The five Japanese warriors in black suits bowed respectfully and left.

Jun Suzuki lit a cigarette, took a few heavy puffs, stepped on the cigarette butt, and went back to the hotel where he was staying.

He has not been idle in the past few days, and after the Zhonghai City Public Security Bureau and the Fire Brigade obtained relevant information, and after careful research, he found that the fire in Mitsui and Tianyuan was a cover to cover up the violent murder scene.

The teacher sent himself here to find out the truth, and now the clues are beginning to appear, just sit and wait for the thorough investigation report of the five lower ninjas.

At about 5 o'clock in the afternoon, he still did not receive a call from Zhang Tong, and this matter seemed to be very strange and a little suspicious.

"Knock knock. There was a knock on the door.

When the door was opened, it was the five shinobi who had already returned from their appointment.

"How's it going?"

Suzuki's eyes were cold, he lit a cigarette and asked lightly.

Several shinobi scrambled to report, in an orderly manner.

"Senior Brother Suzuki, I retrieved the surveillance video of the Golden Brilliant Hotel and found Zhang Tong's entry and travel, but that cold as ice was very suspicious, and after entering the hotel, he never came out. ”

"Through special channels, I found out the call records of Mitsui-kun and Tianyuan-kun at that time, and the content was related to the kidnapping of Leng Ruobing. In this way, the reason why Leng Ruobing didn't walk out of the hotel was because he was tied up by our people. ”

(End of chapter)