That night, in the most luxurious suite on the bow of the Sword of the Seas, a man in a white samurai suit knelt on the ground. His face was pale as he reported something.
In front of him sat a slightly plump middle-aged man. His eyes were not big, and he had a moustache. His face gave off a sinister feeling. Although he didn't have any imposing manner, everyone in the room was respectful to him as he sat there.
"What did you say?"
The plump middle-aged man suddenly stood up. His face was distorted as he looked at the samurai in white. His eyes were filled with anger.
"Mr. Yoshida, please calm down. Young Master, he …"
The samurai in white trembled slightly. He knelt on the ground and did not dare to move. He was the leader of Yoshida Yuichi's guards. However, Young Master had specially allowed him to attend the welcome party, so he had not stayed by Yoshida Yuichi's side.
In the end, when he returned, he found that Young Master had died in the room. All the guards in the room were dead as well. None of them were alive.
"Calm down! My son is dead, and you are asking me to calm down! "
Yoshida Jiro slapped the samurai in white. He was so angry that his whole body was trembling.
"Investigate! Find the murderer! I want to tear him into pieces! "
Yoshida Jiro looked coldly at the samurai in white. He took a katana from the weapons rack and threw it in front of him expressionlessly. Then, he strode out of the room.
The samurai in white trembled slightly. He smiled pitifully and picked up the katana with trembling hands.
"Ozawa-kun, you have always been responsible for Young Master's safety. Now that something has happened to Young Master, someone has to bear Minister Yoshida's anger. If you do not give an explanation, I am afraid that the consequences will be very serious. "
In the room, a man in a black samurai suit looked coldly at Ozawa-kun, who was kneeling on the ground. There was no sympathy in his eyes. If he made a mistake, he had to bear the consequences. If he gave an explanation now, at least his family would not be implicated.
With that, the samurai in black walked out coldly. Everyone in the room followed him out of the room. Only the samurai in white was left kneeling in the room. After a long time, he gritted his teeth, pulled out his katana, and committed suicide.
…
In the control room of the cabin of the Sword of the Seas, Yoshida Jiro sat on a chair. In front of him, a few monitors were replaying the recorded images.
"Nothing?"
Beside Yoshida Jiro stood a middle-aged man. He stared at the monitor for a long time before finally shaking his head. His eyes were filled with doubt.
Nothing was recorded in the surveillance video. The time when Yuichi Yoshida was killed was long, and the surveillance video was blank.
"An expert blocked the surveillance function of the camera. It should be done by someone in the same industry."
An old man in his fifties who had been standing behind Yoshida Jiro said with a grave expression.
"Is it that difficult to block the surveillance function of the camera?" Yoshida Jiro asked with a gloomy face. He knew what it meant to travel with Aso-kun.
"Difficult! It wasn't difficult. According to the ranking of martial arts practitioners, martial arts practitioners above the Sea of Qi realm can do it. "
Aso Saki pondered for a moment. When a martial arts practitioner's cultivation reached the Sea of Qi realm, they could release their Inner Qi. Inner Qi could interfere with the environment and form the effect of light, which could successfully interfere with the surveillance function of cameras.
"Do you mean that the person who killed my son has at least Sea of Qi realm cultivation?" Yoshida Jiro asked with a frown. If it was just an ordinary person, he would not be worried at all. However, if it was an ancient martial arts practitioner with strong cultivation, then it would be a little troublesome.
However, the person who could kill his son could only be an ancient martial arts practitioner. After all, in order to protect this son, he had spent a lot of effort. There were always at least four or five ancient martial arts practitioners by his side to protect him.
"I can't be sure. It is also possible that he used other methods to achieve the same effect. However, we should make a conservative estimate that he has at least Sea of Qi realm cultivation. Otherwise, it would be very difficult to kill the young master. "
Aso Saki shook his head. With the current information and clues, he could not be sure of anything.
"Department Head Yoshida, we have a clue."
The middle-aged man who was in charge of investigating the surveillance footage suddenly walked over. With a serious expression, he said, "About an hour ago, one of Young Master Yoshida's guards kidnapped a female passenger from room 1213. However, the female passenger's body was not found in the young master's room. Perhaps this matter has something to do with the female passenger."
As he said that, the middle-aged man carried a laptop and placed it in front of Yoshida Jiro. On the screen was the scene of a person dressed in black carrying a cylindrical white quilt. A woman was wrapped in the quilt and walking into Yoshida Yuichi's room.
"Does the female passenger have any companions?" A cold light flashed in Yoshida Jiro's eyes.
"Yes! A Chinese youth. He seems to be just a student. We don't have much information on him. "
The middle-aged man played the video. Then, a youth appeared in the video. It was Mo Wen. After that, he also played the video of Mo Wen and Zhang Qiang's dispute.
"This youth doesn't seem to have anything special about him."
Aso Saki said with a frown. How could an ancient martial art practitioner, especially one in the Sea of Qi realm, be bullied by a group of hooligans?
"Regardless of whether there is a problem or not, investigate it. Don't miss any clues, especially that woman. Capture her for me. I will interrogate her personally."
Yoshida Jiro said with a cold face.
"Department Head Yoshida, do you need me to act? If there is an ancient martial art practitioner beside that woman, I am afraid it will be very difficult to capture her." A glint flashed in Aso Saki's eyes. He was very interested in the person who could kill Young Master Yoshida.
"Aso-kun, then you should make a trip. That way, I can be at ease." Yoshida Jiro nodded upon hearing that.
"Department Head Yoshida, don't worry. I can deal with ancient martial art practitioners below the Qi Nucleation realm." A glint of pride flashed in Aso Saki's eyes. Although he was not a Qi Nucleation realm ancient martial art practitioner, he had once killed three ancient martial art practitioners at the pinnacle of the Sea of Qi realm. He was only a step away from the Qi Nucleation realm. Among the ancient martial art practitioners of Fu Sang Country, he had some fame.
"If that person has Qi Nucleation realm Cultivation, will we not be able to deal with him?" Yoshida Jiro suddenly frowned, subconsciously thinking in the direction of the worst case scenario.
"If that person has Qi Nucleation realm Cultivation, with our current strength on the ship, we are indeed not a match for him. However, Department Head Yoshida, please don't worry. The probability of that is not high. Every ancient martial art practitioner in the Qi Nucleation realm is a strong practitioner. They are not seen everywhere. "
Aso Saki smiled. He was not too worried.
"But what if?" Yoshida Jiro liked to plan ahead. Before doing anything, he would always think of a way out. Since that person was related to ancient martial art practitioners, he had to treat him with caution.
"Department Head Yoshida, you worry too much. Not to mention that the concept is not big, even if he really has Qi Nucleation realm Cultivation, he will not dare to start a massacre on the ship. The International Superpowers Agreement is not a piece of paper. If something happens to us, you just have to find a secluded place to hide. If he can't find you, he can't do anything to you. "
Aso Saki furrowed his brows. This Department Head Yoshida Jiro was suspicious and indecisive. Not only was he not decisive enough in handling matters, he was also as timid as a mouse when faced with a problem. If the Devil Saber-kai had not ordered him to protect Yoshida Jiro, he would not have wanted to stay with such a person. It was an insult to an ancient martial art practitioner's integrity.
"Since Aso-kun thinks there is no problem, then I will naturally advance and retreat together with Aso-kun." Yoshida Jiro squeezed out a smile. He could naturally see Aso Saki's dissatisfaction. However, Aso Saki was not his subordinate, so he could not say much.
…
"Why aren't you sleeping?"
In the dark, Mo Wen looked at Shen Jing's sparkling eyes. They were still open, so he could not help but ask with a smile. It had been more than an hour. Was she still not sleepy?
"I don't feel like sleeping," Shen Jing said lazily as she shifted her body.
"Since you don't feel like sleeping, then let's do something else?" Mo Wen laughed dryly.
"Nothing. If your imagination runs wild again, I will chase you off." Shen Jing gently bit Mo Wen's chest.
"You sleep well. I will go out for a while."
Suddenly, a cold light flashed in Mo Wen's eyes. However, it was only for a moment. Even Shen Jing, who was very close to him, did not notice it.
"What are you doing?" Shen Jing subconsciously grabbed onto Mo Wen's clothes.
"Don't worry. I won't go far. I will be back soon. When did you become so clingy?" Mo Wen touched Shen Jing's face and said with a smile.
"I …" Shen Jing opened her mouth, then closed it tightly. She snorted softly, "Go wherever you want. It's best if you don't come back."
"I will be back in five minutes."
Mo Wen did not argue with Shen Jing. He gently got off the bed and closed the door.
He walked to the living room and poured himself a drink. Then, he sat on the sofa expressionlessly. A pale white light shrouded the door not far away. It ensured that no matter what happened outside, Shen Jing would not be able to hear the movements inside.
Ka-cha!
The door to the living room made a soft sound. Then, it opened silently. A few dark silhouettes flashed in. They seemed to have a target in mind. They pounced directly into the room. They seemed to have completely not noticed Mo Wen, who was sitting in the living room, and directly ignored him.
However, before they could react, a terrifying pressure descended from the sky. It instantly crashed into those people. It was as though a huge mountain had crashed down on their heads. They did not seem to have any strength to resist. They immediately staggered and lay on the ground.
The lights in the living room were all lit up. It was as though it was daytime in the room.
Mo Wen was still sitting on the sofa with a glass of red wine in his hand. On the carpet in front of him, a few people were sprawled on the ground. Their faces were facing down and their limbs were spread out. They could not move at all.
An old man in his fifties looked at Mo Wen in horror. There was an indescribable shock in his eyes. He mumbled something, but Mo Wen could not understand a single word.
"Speak human language. If you continue to spout nonsense, I will send you to meet the King of Hell," Mo Wen said indifferently as he glanced at the person.
"You are … Chinese …"
Mo Wen had used the Hua Xia language just now. The old man in black could actually understand him. Moreover, he spoke in clumsy Hua. (To be continued.)
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