Ke Xue World: The Confrontation between Black and Red

Chapter 422: The Elegy of the Ming Whale (9)

On the night of December 12th, Tokyo welcomed the first snowfall of this winter.

A small amount of snow fell from the clouds, and soon a thin layer appeared everywhere.

The car carrying Rum drove all the way from the port area to Chiyoda, and finally stopped in the inner parking area of a kaiseki restaurant.

Subsequently,

The waiter who had been waiting here quietly led Rum and his party out of the car through a winding path paved with bluestone slabs to a Japanese-style wooden building with lights all over the room.

"The guest you are meeting is in the third box on the right."

The waiter bowed respectfully to Rum, raised his hand to guide him, and stepped aside to make way for the staircase, stopping at a wide platform leading to the second floor.

Rum followed the passage made clear by the waiter and climbed the wooden stairs leading to the second floor without stopping. Curacao behind him wanted to follow him but was stopped by the waiter.

"I'm sorry, young lady, only that gentleman is qualified to go up to the second floor. You and the others over there can only stay here and wait."

Curacao looked in the direction the waiter pointed.

Several men in black with guns on their waists stood on the other side of the platform with relaxed postures but vigilant eyes.

There are several stairs leading to the second floor, and the box that Rum entered is just on the right side of one of the stairs.

There's only a wall at the end.

The wide platform where they were at the moment was the only intersecting area for all the stairs leading to the second floor.

If you want to get into that box, no matter which staircase you come up from, this is the only way.

Curacao ignored the waiter's words and instead looked at Rum's back as he headed upstairs.

"Wait outside."

Rum, with his back to the crowd, seemed to know that Curacao was waiting for his instructions.

What no one noticed was that as he opened his mouth, a gleam of anger quietly flashed across his good eye.

As the shoji door of the box opened and closed, the only sound in the entire building was the sound of Curacao's footsteps walking to the side.

Then, there was silence.

The waiter who brought Rum over stood quietly in a corner of the platform, with a gleam of light flashing quickly in his slightly drooped eyes.

At night, even in a brightly lit international modern city like Tokyo, not every inch of the city is covered by lights.

Add to that the cold wind that was blowing more and more violently.

Therefore, in places that most people had never noticed, the snow that was originally only the size of salt grains began to expand rapidly towards heavy snow.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the snow falling from the clouds took on a shape visible to the naked eye.

Like strands of goose feathers, and also like small pieces.

They fell in large flakes on every inch of the ground, including those visible and invisible to the light and those exposed on the surface.

Of course, the reason why I say the vast majority is that even in such bad weather, there are still people traveling outside.

Xiang is one of the unfortunate ones.

It was the coldest time of the year, and the cold wind blowing against his face made his healthy little brown face seem to turn two points paler.

The snow piled all over his body made him blend in perfectly with the surroundings. Even the sniper rifle he held in front of him had a layer of natural camouflage.

Under the falling snow,

Xiang just lay quietly on the ground.

Quietly maintaining long and extremely light breathing.

Looking quietly through the scope, the entire building was lit up...Tokyo Police Hospital.

In the top floor luxury ward of the same specifications as when Kuroba Kaito was admitted to the hospital,

Lilia Callisto sat upright on a chair beside the bed, her eyes fixed on her surviving companion on the bed.

The casualty rate of the companions, who originally had 3 deaths and 2 injuries, increased dramatically when the companion who was sent to the intensive care unit did not survive the observation period and breathed his last.

The scene was frozen into four deaths and one injury.

The handsome man lying on the bed in front of Lilia Callisto had a pale face, a thin body, and his shoulders, waist and abdomen were tightly wrapped.

In this attack, apart from Lilia Callisto, who was protected by her companions at the first moment and was almost unscathed, she was the only other survivor.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have trusted that child so easily."

Lilia Callisto undoubtedly felt guilty.

No matter how much you look for reasons and excuses, some things cannot be easily explained away by a few words.

What's more, if it weren't for her, things would never have developed to this point.

"It happened suddenly. No one expected that Crow would use hypnosis or other control methods on the child."

The handsome man realized that Lilia Callisto was taking all the blame on himself, so he tried to comfort her in a gentle voice.

Hearing this, Lilia Callisto felt even more guilty.

The elite team she brought out this time can be said to be the core of Mingjing’s core.

But now, in just less than two days, half of it has been destroyed.

Moreover, seeing that the crows were approaching step by step with an attitude of killing them all, there must be more cruel means waiting for them in the future.

Lilia Callisto lowered her eyes slightly, somewhat afraid to look at her companion in front of her.

No matter how strong her belief in revenge was, she still inevitably felt a little shaken.

Do you really need to continue?

"Dingling bell~"

The timely ringing of the phone was like a thunderclap.

It allowed Lilia Callisto to briefly escape from her state of self-doubt and reaffirm her faith.

They have given almost everything they have to get to where they are today.

Today's situation is an opportunity they have been waiting for after years of painstaking planning.

If you waste and miss this opportunity, you can only wait for the next one in your dreams after death.

From the moment they decided to take revenge, they already had... no way back.

Lilia Callisto quickly calmed down and turned on her phone. She thought it was her companion on the other side, and she subconsciously glanced at the phone screen with a calm but cautious look.

The moment he touched the incoming call number, he suddenly shrank back.

This is! ! !

"Sorry, Lucas, I have to go out and take a call."

The handsome man called Lucas saw that Lilia Callisto looked refreshed when she saw the incoming call, so he naturally responded in a gentle voice.

Lilia Callisto held up her cell phone, turned around, and in two or three steps she stepped out of the ward and came to the simple living room outside.

However, what she didn't notice was:

As she turned to leave, Lucas, who was lying on the hospital bed behind her, suddenly gave a look that was not in line with his gentle nature.

Sitting on the sofa, Lilia Callisto said she wanted to answer the phone, but she did not press the answer button.

Instead, wait until the call is hung up and then quickly call back.

When the time reached the fourth second, he hung up the call neatly.

Then quickly delete these two communication records.

"Ding ~"

Amidst Lilia Callisto's nervousness and anticipation, seven seconds after she hung up the phone, a precisely timed email appeared in her mobile mailbox.

But just as she was about to open the email, she was stunned by a sudden needle-like pain at the back of her neck.

Just before she lost consciousness, Lilia Callisto felt someone approaching from behind and tried hard to press the hidden kill button on her phone.

But she could only watch a slender hand reaching out from behind her.

With light but unmistakable force, he took away the mobile phone that she had tried so hard to destroy from her hand.

At the same time, this extremely brief close contact was accompanied by a brief moment of close contact.

Lilia Callisto finally smelled a very faint fragrance hidden under the strong smell of disinfectant.

Unfortunately, she discovered it too late.

As the powerful anesthetic in the anesthetic needle took effect, Lilia Calis slowly closed her eyes, feeling unwilling but helpless.

The body lost its support and fell backwards, finally falling into Vermouth's arms.

Vermouth, who was in disguise, did not check the content of the email immediately. Instead, she put away her phone and reached out to pick up Lilia Callisto by the waist.

Placed it on the bed where she had been lying before.

Then they quickly exchanged their clothes, took out disguise tools from the box stuck to the bottom of the bed, and swapped their faces.

After a few minutes, nothing seemed to have changed.

Lucas, looking pale and wearing a hospital gown, lay weakly on the hospital bed.

Lilia Callisto, who came to visit, sat aside and looked through the emails on her mobile phone.

It's just that no matter whether it was Lucas's tightly closed eyes or Lilia Callisto's sudden flash of cold light in her eyes when she saw the content of the email.

All of these indirectly show that the current situation is completely different from before.

"Gin, things have changed."

Vermouth threw a word over his shoulder, and Gin on the other end of the phone instantly stood up from his chair.

"Say!"

“This time when Mingjing came to Tokyo, in addition to himself, he also secretly brought a special equipment into the country.

"The shape and location are unknown..."

As if Gin had anticipated something, he glanced at Vodka who was standing quietly beside him, and walked out as fast as the wind.

"But what is certain is that this equipment will pose a...fatal threat to the organization."

Under the incandescent light, Vermouth looked deeply into the void ahead, with countless thoughts surging in her mind.

Rum was really lucky this time. The target he picked at random turned out to be a big fish hiding so deeply.

However, what on earth could make Ming Jing so desperate?

On a snowy night, a questioning email traveled across several time zones and arrived at an island just as the dawn was breaking.

at the same time,

Toru Amuro, who had been waiting patiently since dark, received two report emails from his subordinate Yuya Kazami.

He could hardly wait to open the email, and saw that the content was exactly the same as what he remembered from his previous life, without any changes.

Only then did he regain his usual calm demeanor.

It only took Toru Amuro a short time to reply to the email.

after that,

The thick coat that was originally draped over the back of the chair was wrapped around its owner, and the light in the safe house suddenly went out the moment the door was opened.

On the road illuminated by street lights, a white Mazda sped past, leaving two long tire tracks extending into the distance.

The snow seemed to have stopped.

But the wind didn't stop, and the dark clouds in the night sky showed no signs of dissipating.

"Om~"

The slight vibration from the cell phone caused the conversation in the box to stop at the same time.

The dim light provided very limited illumination to the box. Even if one sat very close, the person opposite could only see the rough outline.

However, the two people sitting here were very satisfied.

Because what they are talking about here is not something that can be put on the table.

"Feel sorry."

After confirming that the noise came from his phone, Rum politely apologized and turned on his phone with a nervous ache.

He knew clearly that if it weren't for a serious crisis beyond his plan, Vermouth would not dare to disturb him at this time.

But even though he was mentally prepared, his pupils still shrank suddenly when he saw the content of the email.

His legs subconsciously rose and bumped into the low tea table in front of him. The shaking of the cup and water made the person sitting opposite Rum look surprised.

"I'm so sorry, I have something urgent to deal with first."

Regardless of how important the current meeting was, Rum blurted out another apology.

However, when Rum's words reached the ears of the other party, they had the opposite effect.

The middle-aged man wrapped in black clothes, who looked more like a member of the Black Organization than Rum, frowned slightly and was very unhappy.

It's already this time, why are there still such troubles?

The dim light concealed the man's fleeting expression very well, but even if he couldn't see clearly, Rum knew that the man sitting opposite him would not have a good face for this.

But he couldn't care about all that now, so after apologizing, he quickly walked around the screen and went to the corner of the box.

The rustling noise coming from behind the screen made the middle-aged man look over.

But due to the obstruction of the screen and the limited light.

Therefore, even though they were in the same room, the middle-aged man had no idea what Rum did after he walked behind the screen.

Of course, he doesn't care about that.

A few minutes later, Rum sat back down and the low-pitched conversation began again.

But this time, Rum no longer had the confidence he had before.

When having a conversation, one or two points of my mind are always elsewhere.

The reason why Mingjing was chosen as the target was not only because Mingjing had a great influence, but also because the time of its entry happened to be close to the agreed cooperation transaction time.

Very suitable to be that fuse.

Also, because of Mingjing's external propaganda philosophy, when Rum first heard about it, he subconsciously thought of a mortal enemy who was against him everywhere.

Who would have thought that the world would be so unpredictable and that Ming Jing, who existed like a chess piece, actually colluded with the traitors in the organization.

He secretly held a card that could pose a fatal crisis to the organization.

While thinking, I noticed that the middle-aged man sitting opposite me had a little more scrutiny and tentativeness in his words than before.

Rum immediately suppressed his worries and focused all his attention back on the current conversation.

The dim light witnessed the entire conversation.

In the dim light of the room, a transaction cooperation with complex colors and extraordinary significance gradually came to the most critical step.

at the same time,

The white Mazda that crossed half of Tokyo finally stopped in the parking lot behind the Tokyo Police Hospital.

In the residual light of the street lamp, Toru Amuro, sitting in the driver's seat with the engine turned off, listened quietly to another trading cooperation.

However, what he didn't know was that when he was wholeheartedly reviewing the transaction cooperation that had become the fuse of the decisive battle in his past life,

Some people fell into confused thought because of his appearance.