During this period, he also had to think of ways to get in touch with Qianxing Jian and the others.

Among them, the people Lin Nan is most worried about are Rakshasa and Aino - most likely, the betrayer is one of the two of them.

If the gods are plotting the revival of the ancient gods, then, they... What did the betrayer want? The potential threats and conspiracies made Lin Nan feel chills down his back, and he wondered, could it be that everything he did was actually under surveillance, in vain?

Lin Nan took a deep breath and swept these suppressed emotions out of his heart.

He looked up at the endless blue sky, and silently thought: I hope that the day when the old gods are resurrected, there will not be a bunch of nuclear warheads above his head.

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Changhong Hotel is the only five-star hotel in Kanagawa Prefecture. The cost of staying in a standard room is 90,000 yen per night, which is equivalent to about 7,000 Chinese dollars.

Most of the people who come here are tourists, but due to Kanagawa's announcement last night that they are no-entry, their business has been dismal.

At this time, the manager Nozawa Okawa was frowning at the front desk to check the accounts, and he looked at the miserable occupancy data, and felt more and more sad in his heart - this month's bonus should be gone, and I hope the ban will be lifted soon. Nozawa Okawa thought helplessly.

Just then, he saw a tall Russian woman walk in from the hall.

Nozawa Okawa's eyes lit up.

She was wearing a brown plush coat and a black knitted beret, Nozawa Okawa had to admire the choice of this outfit with a very eye-catching, black knitted hat, which perfectly set off the difference and beauty of the long silver hair, it was like the white moonlight sprinkled from the night sky on a winter night, coupled with the woman's arrogant and cold beautiful face... Nozawa Okawa thinks that this guest is good at everything, but it is too high.

She wears high-heeled lace-up boots, and she is 1.8 meters tall, half a head taller than Nozawa Okawa.

"Dear Miss Yan, you don't seem to be very happy, is there anything I can help?" Nozawa Okawa leaned in with a courtesy approach.

He knew that this beautiful woman, who called herself 'Miss Yan', was a single woman, and she was a rich woman. It just so happens that 25-year-old Nozawa Okawa is also single, and he has a certain expectation for the Russian woman in front of him: maybe they can become a couple?

'Miss Yan' habitually holds a big cigar between her fingers, and she wants to smoke when she is in a bad mood.

Nozawa Okawa is indeed good at observing words and feelings, and Aino is in a bad mood. She didn't even have time to go to Kanagawa to find a coffee shop, and she was so busy that she was dizzy, like a fly.

"Thank you, Mr. Nozawa, but I don't like men who are shorter than me. Aino spat out a thick puff of smoke, which made Nozawa Okawa cough repeatedly, he didn't smoke.

Watching Aino board the elevator and disappear, Nozawa Okawa was a little distracted, and he said to himself: "What are you doing in Kanagawa to stay in a five-star hotel for a month?"

Previously, Nozawa Okawa had followed the woman with curiosity. But he was disappointed by what he found.

Miss Yan is like a person who sees through the red dust, she doesn't go to the most distinctive local restaurants in Kanagawa, she doesn't go to taste the sweetest mandarin wine in all of Japan, and she doesn't go to bars and other messy places, just like a lonely painter, standing on the edge of a big lake, or near the woods, and stopping for twenty or thirty minutes at a time.

Nozawa Okawa wanted to muster up the courage to go over and talk.

Maybe the woman is frustrated, and she will have a wonderful encounter with herself. It's a pity that whenever Nozawa Okawa wants to open the car door and walk down, he will retreat.

He felt as if he was trying to climb a cliff to pluck the flowers of the kaolin. But Nozawa Okawa is not an explorer, and if he fails, he will fall down in embarrassment, with heavy consequences.

How this feeling came about, Nozawa Okawa can't say clearly.

He watched in amazement as the elevator closed and the silver shadow vanished. Nozawa Okawa cheered himself up after coming back to his senses: next time, no matter what happens, be sure to walk over and say hello!

Aino looked at his phone nonchalantly.

In fact, it was a black screen, and through the reflection of the screen, she could see the gains and losses on Nozawa Okawa's face. Aino smiled disdainfully. My damn charm, nowhere to put it.

She thought that Nozawa Okawa should be glad that he didn't talk to her, how could Aino, as a second lieutenant of the Federal Security Service and the leader of the Holy Cross Regiment, be followed by an ordinary person?

Everything Nozawa Okawa did was seen by her, but Aino didn't bother to care about him, like a fly buzzing around, but it was far away, and if it wanted to shoot it to death, it had to walk over, which was very difficult. But if the flies dare to come up, Aino has a hundred ways to kill it.

"But... He could tell I was in a bad mood? I had two brushes. Aino snorted, her room was on the 15th floor, number 1508.

Changhong Hotel is a typical Japanese style, after Aino opened the door, the first thing he saw was the long entrance, spotless tatami mats, shoe racks, hangers, indoor slippers... There is also a screen with cranes and red sun.

The purpose of Changhong Hotel is to bring everyone a sense of warmth like home.

However, these obviously didn't apply to Aino, and her favorite thing was to run after the brown bear in the snow and ice and tell those stupid things who was the daddy. And the past few days in Japan have made her deeply feel that this is a troublesome and terrible country.

After Aino entered the hallway, he didn't turn on the lights inside, and although it was daytime, the room was deadly pulling the windows, causing the light inside to be dim. In fact, it doesn't stop there - if there is an experienced warrior around, you will smell a faint smell of blood.

She walked straight through the living room to the bedroom.

The moment the door opened, the smell of blood became even stronger.

Aino furrowed her eyebrows, she put her white finger to her lips and bit it, and a drop of red blood fell to the ground. In the process, the bright red blood turned into crystal clear blue in the blink of an eye, and her body was also bubbling with white cold, and the whole person seemed to turn into ice.

Smack.

When the blue blood drops on the ground, it's like a key opening the cylinder. A blue circular formation appeared on the tatami mats, and even if the lights were not turned on, the blue light illuminated everything.

I only saw a middle-aged man on the big white bed, tied up with chains.

His expression was irritable and hideous, and he struggled like he had rabies.

The chains kept colliding, making a piercing 'bell' sound, and the middle-aged man's wrist was strangled with bloody marks, but he didn't realize it, his eyes were bloodshot, no different from a beast that had lost its reason.

Aino snorted, feeling that the experiment had failed again.

She didn't know what the middle-aged man was called, and she didn't bother to know. She called this person Bear F, and in order to ensure that the other party could play its full value, Aino took a syringe to take a blood sample before 'processing'.