Chapter 178 Threesome (Two in One, Please Subscribe!)

Crow lay on the roof of the car, watching the white clouds drifting past his sight. The clouds between the mountains were very low, as if he could reach them at his fingertips.

In a family that advocates knife fighting, he is an exceptional marksman, but the extended heavy pistol at hand seems to be of no use. So he lit a cigarette and smoked leisurely. From time to time, he stretched his hands towards the sky and rubbed it, looking at the soft clouds, as if they were clawing at his soft chest.

Yaksha was pouring water on a cherry blossom tree, watching his own liquid droplets sink into the soil under the tree. He said quite proudly: "Do one good deed every day, this tree will be better than the surrounding trees next year." Be stronger!"

There was a heart-wrenching sound in the car next to them. It was the steel being torn apart. A large hole was opened in the several layers of steel plates behind them, and the ferocious-looking head was trying to drill out. But they turned a blind eye, as if this was something that happened all the time.

"Do you think that since you are stronger than others, the tree you watered will also be stronger than other trees?" Crow sneered and choked, "Even if it can grow stronger than other trees in the future, then it will definitely It's also stupider than other trees! Do you think the tree wants you to release water? If it has legs, it will definitely want to run away when it sees you releasing water."

"Jealousy, I can smell the strong jealousy in your words." Yasha trembled a few times, "People always like to slander people who are better than themselves, as if that can set off themselves. If you slander me and this tree, it is destined to be better than others. All trees must be strong and strong. If it can satisfy your poor self-esteem a little, you can go ahead and do that."

"I can only smell a strong smell." Crow blew out a smoke ring, "It's not that you smell sexy, it's that your words are very sexy. I asked Yasha, have you been secretly reading prose poems recently? You are talking more and more. More like a philosopher.”

"Read bullshit, even dogs can't read that stuff."

The content of the chat between the two was completely meaningless, like little gangsters standing on the street waiting for the boss to do errands and chatting. They are indeed gangsters, but they are gangsters with status, because the boss they follow is the young master of the mafia family. They were always so relaxed and comfortable when Yuan Zhisheng was killing enemies. Although they were euphemistically called the ones responsible for the finishing touches, basically every time there were no tails for them to deal with, so they just wiped the bloody knives, and then Burn the places where the traces of the battle were left along with the dead bodies. They have been following Yuan Zhisheng for some time and are well aware of the power of the director of the Executive Bureau.

The young master of the Snake Qihachi family, Amaterasu, it would be an exaggeration to say that he is the emperor of the mixed race. These minions are responsible for building up the young master's reputation, just like the ancient daimyo always brought a few guards and a few maids with him when traveling...

Speaking of the maid, the maid walked out of the shadows wearing a black combat uniform and a high ponytail.

Ogata En threw the school uniform and black stockings away, and they landed on the crow's head on the roof of the car. Her temperament has completely changed, and her appearance has also changed. She was the pure and innocent high school girl ten minutes ago, but now she is no longer childish. Her skin is as white as snow, almost bloodless, and her appearance is beautiful, somewhere between a girl and a woman. Her whole temperament is like a short knife with a slightly exposed blade in its scabbard. Her sharp temperament is restrained and not irritating.

"Sakura, you are very unfair. Why do you only reward crows?" Yasha looked at Sakura's beautiful curves hidden under the fine fiber and metal wire mixed textile armor, and then refused to take off the school uniform and stockings from her head. The crow sitting down looked indignant.

"You know what the heck, this is the hint that Sakura gave me, no, no, no, it's already been made clear! If I can't accept it anymore, I'm no longer worthy of being a human being!" Crow put Sakura's removed clothes on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, his tone of enjoyment , "Ah! The kunoichi's body fragrance has a faint aroma of cherry powder and malt... It's the smell of childhood!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, crow, your hobby is much more serious than I thought!" Yasha smacked his lips.

Law enforcement officer Yabuki Sakura ignored the two perverts. She took the school uniform and stockings from the crow's hands, rolled them together with Sailor Moon's hairpins, and put them into a plastic seal bag together with the pink backpack, and sealed the bag The number "14-Miyamoto Noyuki" is posted on the edge.

The carriages were opened, as they expected, and Yuan Zhisheng walked out, seemingly safe and sound. However, this time he was not wearing the black trench coat that he usually wore tightly, instead revealing the lining that symbolized his Amaterasu identity.

Not only was he not wearing his windbreaker, but this time it took much longer than usual. The fatigue in Yuan Zhisheng's pupils was ten times stronger than in previous missions. He remained silent, so silent that he almost seemed to be falling asleep.

"You're not hurt, young master?" Sakura asked.

Yuan Zhisheng shook his head and handed the blood-stained ancient sword to Crow.

Crow carefully took over the handle of the knife. He was very experienced. After collecting the blood samples, he burned the blade with fierce flames. His lighter was a modified high-temperature spray gun. It had two modes: regular use and mission use. It could be turned into a lighter when necessary. It is a half-meter long flaming sword.

"Be careful when finishing the work, Yaksha. Burn the carriage and the woman separately. Remember to gather the ashes." Yuan Zhisheng ordered.

"Ok!" Yasha is a big nut. He doesn't care at all why he wants to gather the ashes of a woman who has turned into a dragon. Yuan Zhisheng is his boss, so he can just do whatever the boss tells him to do.

"Glue this bone china jar and put her in it." Minamoto handed Sakura a pile of white fragments. The largest piece of broken porcelain had a label with the name "Miyamoto Noyuki" on it. .

"It turns out that this is the urn she prepared for herself. She went to Kagoshima to bury herself." Sakura took the white broken pieces and said softly, "Is it just to choose a place for the grave to break free from the cage? This is probably it. This is the greatest freedom in her life."

"Yeah, it's a pity that it didn't come true at the last moment of her life." Yuan Zhisheng held a thin cigarette in his mouth, and the smoke curled up. He followed the smoke's path and looked up at the sky in trance, with cherry blossom petals falling from his head. Float by.

"She was very grateful to you, right? When her life was about to come to an end, she lived for one more moment because of your words. She saw the sunshine and cherry blossoms as she wished before she died, and lived for one more moment. This is what she told me. "Yuan Zhisheng flicked the cigarette ashes into balls, "Your description made her feel very warm."

"Does this make you feel satisfied? It's really as thin as Sakura's long-cherished wish." Sakura said softly, "She seems to be different from other 'ghosts' we meet. She doesn't pursue power, wealth, desire...she doesn't pursue these. She only yearns for freedom, but her freedom seems to be humbler than that of ordinary people."

Yuan Zhisheng suddenly remembered the last words of that woman's life. She stubbornly raised her broken face and asked herself.

"There is only so much sunshine in this world. Some people live in the light, and some people are destined not to receive the light. So is it because darkness surrounds those who cannot see the light, so they are ghosts? Or is it because they suffer from darkness? , so he turned into a ghost?"

"Can Amaterasu illuminate all people and ghosts?"

This series of questions is too profound, like a dedication on the title page of a philosophical book about life, filled with sadness like frost and snow. This was probably a question that this woman had condensed with the bitterness of her life. Yuan Zhisheng felt that these tearful questions seemed familiar, as if someone was borrowing the woman's life to ask him questions...

That person is also like this, as fleeting as thin cherry blossoms, as beautiful as wild snow...

Yuan Zhisheng shook his head vigorously, as if to shake these weird thoughts out of his mind, "We are law enforcement officers, and our mission is to kill ghosts. There is no need to understand the ghosts' thoughts... Only those who are suffering from darkness." Only ghosts can understand it, but those of us standing in the sunshine will never be able to understand it."

"I say, young master, since you are already here, why not go to Kagoshima and bury this poor woman under the cherry blossom tree where Yasha has sprinkled water? She will die with her eyes open." Crow suggested, " How about taking a short vacation? Kagoshima is famous for its shochu and hot springs. It is said that there is also a torii gate from the Kamakura period. There are rumors that beautiful female ghosts will come out of the torii gate in the mountains. First-class. But instead of harming others, they will choose handsome men to spend one night with them, and from then on the men will flourish!"

"You don't let go of the old ghosts from the Kamakura period? Crow, your hobby is really unprecedented." Yasha poured twenty gallons of kerosene into the carriage, and there was a small fire cluster beside it, slowly burning beside the cherry blossom tree.

The wind whipped up from above and became more and more violent. A huge helicopter flew from the back of the mountain and hovered above them. The steel cable fell from the sky, and Yasha and Crow jumped onto the roof of the car and fixed the hook to the car. When the two jumped down, the crow accurately flicked the cigarette butt into the broken window, and a raging fire shot into the sky.

The high-speed rotating propellers blew up the forest, and swaths of cherry blossoms fell like goose feathers. The birds were frightened and flew in all directions from the deep green forest. The four law enforcement officers watched the helicopter go away and disappear into the mountains. After the flames were extinguished, the person in charge would throw the car that had burned into an empty iron frame into an uninhabited valley.

Yuan Zhisheng's cell phone rang. He took it out and saw a text message marked in red.

"Although I also want to take a vacation, it seems that I can't." He crushed out the unfinished cigarette, "Mr. Masamune's news, the trio from the Kassel Academy headquarters will resist Tokyo in the near future and assign us Reception.”

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The black behemoth named "Gulfstream G550" cuts through the sky, like a deep giant eagle hiding on the other side of the sky. Above the head is the dazzling Milky Way, below are the endless clouds, and below that is the dark sea.

Authoritative magazines show that more than a quarter of the world's top 500 companies choose to use the Gulfstream series of business jets. The "G550" produced by Gulfstream is a top-notch long-range business jet in the world. It has an ultra-long range and an ultra-large cabin. It not only ensures comfort but also has the low noise, short take-off and landing distance, and high speed of the Gulfstream series. Advantages, it can be called the fighter among the Gulfstream series of long-range business jets.

But none of the three people in the cabin could experience the slightest sense of comfort or noise reduction technology on the Gulfstream they were riding in at the moment.

The sound of the wings tearing through the air is like long fingernails scratching on a blackboard, which is extremely heart-stopping. Whenever the engine emitted a roaring roar, the fuselage would vibrate like a sieve. They seemed to be sitting on an old tractor produced in the last century. The engine on the front cover of the tractor was still emitting black smoke and was taking them on the rugged road. The ridges of the fields are plowed hard!

"Is it true that this thing won't suddenly disintegrate in mid-air?" After a violent shaking, Lu Mingfei suppressed the turbulence in his stomach and asked warily.

"This is the style of those crazy people in the equipment department. In the eyes of the crazy people, extreme speed and explosive power can best represent the most exquisite craftsmanship. Compared with it, comfort and experience are simply not worth mentioning." Caesar said, "It is said that they also claim that this thing is comparable to the eight-legged horse under Leodin's crotch in Nordic mythology. It is as fast and powerful as a burning fireball through the sky, so they gave this plane a very stupid name. Leibnir's nickname."

Caesar sat opposite Lu Mingfei, with his legs crossed and a red wine he had just found in the freezer in his hand, as if he was about to attend an important meeting. He is probably the most relaxed person here. For him, who travels by plane as a daily routine, the loud noise and shaking of the Gulfstream at this moment is no different from the rocking chair at the entrance of the shopping mall.

Caesar has never sat in a rocking chair, but he saw it when he was choosing a wedding dress not long ago. There are cartoon-like cars at the entrance of many shopping malls, some of which are Patrick Star and some of which are green turtles. These new toys are shaking up and down while emitting red, orange, yellow and green light, and they are constantly playing "Dad's dad is Children flock to nursery rhymes like "Grandpa, Dad's mother is Grandma", which he finds both ridiculous and interesting.

"At least the speed is really fast. According to the speed of this Gulfstream, it only takes about six hours for us to fly from Chicago to Tokyo." Chu Zihang lowered his head and glanced at his watch, "There are still three hours and thirteen minutes left, and we are crossing the Pacific Ocean. in the very center.”

This Gulfstream is the principal's treasure and will not be used easily. Probably only when attending various auctions and meeting the leaders of mixed-race families in Europe, Angers would ask the equipment department to polish and maintain the aircraft in advance and fill up the fuel tank. However, this is not to show off one's power, but to avoid inspection. It would be more convenient to use a private plane to carry taboo items related to the dragon clan and to meet certain people.

In addition, this Gulfstream has been parked in the hangar, otherwise the maintenance and repairs for one flight would be sky-high.

But Angers was unexpectedly generous this time, and even called Caesar back to the academy, who was out for an internship in the executive department. His partners were all the most elite and influential figures in the academy. The combination of the three can be called Cassel's trump card. This is the most direct explanation.

The level of this mission is definitely high enough, very confidential and very serious. There are enemies on the land in front of them that are not inferior to the level of the Dragon King.

The land shrouded in a huge black curtain... will be turned upside down by the arrival of the three people!