Tokyo, Ota Ward, Pastoral Chofu, Tengen-taku.

In the spacious head of the family's study, Fujiwara Mankoku holds a new cane and stits at a letter on the table.

This letter was just written by him, and it was related to the future of the Fujiwara family.

"Knock Knock ......"

There was a brief knock on the door.

Fujiwara Wanguo retracted his gaze and said softly, "Come in." ”

"Fujiwara-sensei, are you looking for me?"

The young new butler pushed the door in, and just as he wanted to move forward, he was interrupted by Fujiwara Mankoku raising his crutches.

"Close the door." Fujiwara Mankoku pointed to the double-layered soundproof doorway at the entrance of the study.

"Yes!" A flash of joy flashed in the young housekeeper's eyes, and he hurriedly closed the doors of the two floors, and then said, "Father, are you looking for ......me?"

"Shut up!"

Fujiwara Wanguo screamed, and the joy in the eyes of the young butler was completely knocked out.

There was a moment of silence in the study.

It wasn't until the stunned on the young butler's face had all disappeared that Fujiwara Wanguo said, "Go and give this letter to Chika, go now." ”

"Yes! Father...... Fujiwara-sensei. ”

The young butler respectfully stepped forward and took the letter from Fujiwara Mankoku's hand.

Since the letter was not folded and was not tucked into an envelope or anything like that, the young butler could read the contents of the letter at a glance.

"Qianhua, the person who can fulfill your wish has appeared, he is the new head of Erquan Temple, Mu Yuan, according to the agreement, you are the next head of the Fujiwara family - Fujiwara Wanguo."

The young butler couldn't help but read out the contents of the letter, and then said in shock: "Father! ”

The study was quiet again.

A moment later, it was Fujiwara Mankoku who was the first to speak, but this time, he didn't correct the young man's address to him.

Jiro...... Go down, remember to hand over the letter to Qianhua, of course, even if you don't give it...... The result is the same. ”

Jiro Harano, or Jiro Fujiwara, clenched his fists tightly and said in a deep voice, "Yes...... Fujiwara-sensei. ”

As he turned to leave, the light of hatred flashed under his eyes.

…

"Smack!"

The door to the study was slammed shut with a slight force.

Fujiwara Mankoku stared at the door, shook his head, and in a very rare way, put his cane on the shelf beside him, and slowly sat down on the chair behind him.

He leaned back in his chair relaxed, stared at the luxurious caisson above the study, and suddenly sneered:

"Hah! Do you really think that the old man stood up this time to compete with you old guys for that position? ”

"How can a sinful person like the old man get the sincere help of the Buddha?"

"There is only one person in my Fujiwara family who can get the help of the Buddha, and that person is not an old man......

"Come on! Let's all come to the old man! Jiro, all of you, come! ”

"Do you think the old man is afraid?"

"In exchange for personal sacrifice for the prosperity of the Fujiwara family in the next hundred years, this is the head of the family!"

"Qianhua, everything in the future depends on you......"

The old man's voice became smaller and smaller, and bursts of snoring sounded, and Fujiwara Wankoku fell into a peaceful sleep that he hadn't had in years.

…

…

At midnight, in the open space in front of the Buddha Hall of Erquan Temple, the construction team was still busy nervously.

Under the high-wattage lighting, the "workers" in suits were already sweating hot.

Suddenly, everything in view suddenly narrowed.

"Cut, these poor bastards, they will only be so desperate when they are called."

Taking his eyes off the scope of the PSG-1, Chianti mocked with disdain.

On the side, Cohen, who was wearing dark windproof goggles, turned his head and looked at Mu Yuan, who was standing behind the two of them, and said, "Is this really the closest sniper location?" ”

Mu Yuan nodded calmly, stared at the branches above, and suddenly said, "Pay attention to ......"

"Attention?" Chianti stood up directly, looked at Mu Yuan with his hands on his hips and said, "Little ghost, do you think we are peripheral miscellaneous fish like you?" But it's only about six hundred yards away, and I'm Chianti...... Ahh ”

A dark shadow fell from the sky and fell directly into Chianti's arms, causing her to dance and exclaim.

The shadow was then flung by her to Cohen, who was on the side.

Cohen subconsciously dodged, but after seeing what the black shadow was, he hurriedly reached out to pick it up, but unfortunately, it was too late at this time.

Seeing that the black shadow falling from the tree was about to fall to the ground.

Cohen couldn't help but purse his lips.

At this critical moment...... Sou! Another dark shadow flashed!

In the next second, a large hand appeared in front of the black shadow and caught it steadily.

"Crunch...... Crunch crunch......" came the sound of chewing thinly.

"This is ......" The snipers all have big hearts, Chianti quickly calmed down and looked at Mu Yuan's hand with a frown, "A squirrel?" Depend on! Still eating!? ”

Chianti's eyes widened as he looked at the squirrel in Mu Yuan's hand, which was obviously closed but still nibbling on a large peanut.

She said angrily: "You squirrel from Erquan Temple, you can really do it." ”

Cohen's old face flushed, and he said softly: "Squirrels who still want to eat when they sleep......"

Chianti was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at his partner, and tentatively said with some hesitation: "Cohen...... You don't want to touch it, do you? ”

"Is that okay...... No, there is no such thing. Cohen turned his head quickly, and then quickly turned back.

Chianti: "......"

…

Mu Yuan couldn't see what the two organization cadres with code names in front of him were thinking, but based on the conversation between the two of them and Cohen's reaction just now......

"Do you want to adopt it?"

"Huh?" Cohen looked at it with obvious interest, but he quickly covered his mouth and said in an urn voice, "Wild squirrels can't be adopted, right?" ”

"No, it's actually quite simple."

Mu Yuan stretched out his hand and tapped above the squirrel's little head, and the little squirrel immediately opened his eyes, and even the peanuts in his hand fell to the ground.

"He's your master, follow him." Mu Yuan pointed at Cohen and said softly.

"Chirp? Tweeted! ”

The little squirrel blinked suspiciously, and then, as if he had come to his senses, he quickly climbed down Cohen's trouser leg and onto Cohen's shoulder.

"Ahh......h

Mu Yuan frowned, thinking that he had guessed Cohen's mind wrong, and then said, "If you don't like it, I can help you get rid of it......"

"Nope! Ahem, I mean no. Cohen covered his mouth and said in a deep voice, "This kind of guy who falls from the tree when he sleeps, I'll take care of it for a while." ”

Chianti: "......"

What are you blushing for!?

…

"Ahem, alright, confirm the mission objective again!" Cohen coughed lightly and said seriously: "If there are good conditions, perform mission A, kill the target, if there are no conditions, carry out mission B, cover the evacuation of companions from the mountain road on the west side, and now start the mission rehearsal!" ”

"Understood!" Chianti returned to the prone position again, holding his love gun, and confirmed softly: "Distance 590, northwest wind two to three meters per second, start calibrating ......"