A Japanese garden in Tokyo.

The clear water flows slowly into the bamboo tube through the pre-carved stone path on the rockery in the courtyard, and when the amount of water accumulates in it to a certain extent, the bamboo tube will tilt and hit the stones on the side, making a crisp and rhythmic hitting sound, making this quiet night more and more secluded.

"Ahem~"

The young man with an extremely pale face was lying on the futon on the tatami mat and coughing incessantly, as if the cold sweat that was constantly pouring out from weakness on his face distorted by nightmares could not be stopped.

Beside him, a plump woman in a kimono was holding a hot towel to carefully wipe her sweat, turning her head from time to time to pay attention to the data on the medical device next to her.

"What's going on? Takuro's body was still very healthy when I saw him yesterday, why did it just take one night to become like this?"

The man outside the room was dressed in gray-black haori, and his eyes rested on the young man's pained face, his brow furrowed.

"Your Excellency Iwata, after diagnosis, Young Master Takuro is not sick, but has lost too much blood, theoretically speaking, as long as you eat more blood-replenishing foods for a period of time, you can recover, but it's just ......"

The doctor next to him pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose and stopped talking.

"Just what?"

"When I was diagnosing Young Master Takuro, I found several wounds on his body, and I think you should take a look at them. ”

Taking an audiovisual stick out of his pocket, the doctor looked strange and clicked on a few of the photographs stored in it.

The content of the photo is without exception a circular wound with a diameter of about three centimeters, which is not a simple round artifact stabbing wound, but a circular wound, and there are more than a dozen small openings inside, as if someone is holding a knife with the edge of this circle as the boundary, constantly piercing the flesh and skin of the person.

"I found five wounds on Young Master Takuro's body, in fact, if the degree of blood loss is more severe, I am afraid that it will cause the death of the organs, although the prosthetic ...... can be replaced."

"I don't allow the prosthetic body to be replaced, those cold instruments are taking away the meaning of life...... Don't talk about this here, let Takuro have a good rest, Ako, I'll leave it to you here. ”

Hearing the replacement of the prosthetic body, the middle-aged man's face turned gloomy almost instantly, and he raised his hand to stop the doctor from continuing, and looked at the son in the room and the woman who took care of him.

When the people outside the room had left, the woman got up and went over and closed the door to prevent the night breeze from blowing in in early spring to aggravate the young man's condition

However, when she returned to the same place, wrung out the hot towel in the barrel again, and picked up the young man's hand to wipe his arm, she was surprised to find some dark red dirt on his face inexplicably.

As a maid serving the young man, she subconsciously prepared to wipe off the dirt with a towel, but when she was halfway through her hand, she noticed that a wound on the young man's face suddenly opened.

As shown on the audio-visual rod in the doctor's hand, the wound was round, with a large number of dense and mixed openings in the middle.

But the strange thing is that there is no blood spilling out of the wound.

There is a wound on the flesh, how can there be no blood, this is unreasonable.

She wanted to scream, but the sheer fear made her lose her voice, and all she could do was tremble and move towards the door.

Bang~

The bamboo tube outside the door was beating stones again.

Suddenly, the wound on the young man's face was gone.

Don't get me wrong, it's not the wound healing, it's obscured by some kind of scarlet, wriggling, jelly-like strange form that the woman can't describe in words.

"He~hehe~"

A sneer rang out in the room, and she swore she had never heard such a low, disgusting sneer in her life.

Maybe she should cherish it, after all, some people don't hear this kind of laughter in their lifetime.

In fact, it was the last time she heard laughter in her life.

......

Dressed in bright red kimonos with clogs on their feet, a slender mechanical geisha is approaching from the other end of the hotel corridor.

The square bun with a wooden hairpin and the extremely pale face is printed with a red spot that occupies one-third of the area, and the strong color contrast can easily attract people's eyes, even Zhu Jue is no exception.

"Welcome, I wish you a pleasant meal~"

She staggered past Zhu Jue and Kawakami Kurasuke, the square wooden tray in her hand clasped upside down in front of her chest, greeting them with standard and elegant manners.

Zhu Jue didn't have much emotion on his face, holding the wind chimes in his arms, his eyes didn't stay on the mechanical geisha's body for too long, and soon noticed the girl wearing a pink jacket and a white miniskirt behind the mechanical geisha.

It's not because of her long delicate legs exposed and the double ponytail behind her head, but because she was talking to a young man holding a mobile phone nearby, and her behavior of looking over from time to time made Zhu Jue a little concerned.

He vaguely felt that this girl was looking at himself several times, this idea may sound a little narcissistic, but Zhu Jue believed in his own perceptual ability.

Sure enough, when he walked to the middle of the hotel corridor, the girl trotted all the way towards Zhu Jue.

I have to admit that this is a girl who is very good at dressing up, with exquisite makeup and a beautiful face, coupled with youthful and beautiful outfits, no matter who you are, you have to look twice.

Before Zhu Jue realized what the girl wanted to do, the girl who ran in front of him opened her arms and jumped up lightly, looking like she wanted to hug him.

Turning sideways and taking a step back, avoiding this non-threatening "culling", Zhu Jue frowned, and looked back at the girl who showed blue and white striped bottoms because of her body imbalance, if she hadn't found out what weapon was hidden in her body, she might have been greeted with her own fist.

"Hey, what's the matter with you, shouldn't you stand still when such a beautiful girl hugs you......?"

The young man who had been holding the mobile phone next to him saw the scene of the girl being dodged, and rushed up to theorize with an ugly face, but without saying a few words, his voice became softer and softer.

"Retarded?"

Zhu Jue didn't understand what the other party's words meant by words like "upgrade task" and "experience points", but this did not prevent him from giving a simple and straightforward answer.

If it is someone who knows Zhu Jue well, he will know that he is very unhappy now.

It wasn't entirely because he was suddenly "offended", but more because the investigation of the trip didn't go as smoothly as he imagined.

In fact, if it weren't for the several photos attached to the email that aroused Zhu Jue's interest, he would have left a long time ago.

If anyone comes all the way but finds that they are just one of the other party's mass emails, I am afraid that the mood will not be much better.

That's right, the letter in the mailbox of the business partner of the Grotesque Studio is just one of the emails sent by the sender, and according to Kawakami Kurasuke, in addition to Zhu Jue, there are several other people who have accepted their commission, and they are all now gathered in the hotel.

They also came over on the same day as Zhu Jue, but the people they received were different.

And Zhu Jue's emotional changes made Kawakami Kurasuke next to him look more and more depressed, sweating profusely and peeking at the young man next to him, he hadn't seen the indescribable series of videos, but he had also heard of the fame of the grotesque studio, and when he received Zhu Jue, he knew that the other party might be very powerful.

He had seen many people in high positions or with blood on their hands, but no one had ever made him so out of shape, even if he didn't make any movements, just a casual glance still made him not even dare to breathe.

Even if you don't want to lose your temper in front of the other person, you must pay complete attention.

"Your Excellency, this time we were negligent, and as compensation, whether you end up helping or not, you will receive a deposit of 300,000 yuan, and if you complete the commission, you will also receive a reward of 1,000,000 federal dollars...... When we arrived, most of the people except you were waiting inside, and it was a small banquet for you, and someone would explain the situation to you during the banquet. ”

Standing outside a room on the third floor of the hotel, Kurasuke Kawakami bowed and said.

Zhu Jue glanced at him noncommittally, and then pushed the door directly in.

The door to the room closed again.

Kurasuke Kawakami took a few steps back, leaned against the railing of the hallway, pulled his phone out of his pocket, turned his head to look at the camera in the hallway, and gestured with a scissorhands.

"The mission has been completed, congratulations on getting 50 experience points, successfully upgrading to LV5, and a reward of 100,000!"

Open a certain software in the phone, looking at the message pushed on it, Kawakami Kurasuke nodded with satisfaction, looked at a transfer record that was refreshed again, and whispered to himself: "Game Start!"