stjorthotic Chapter 249 Aren't you going to run away?
Chapter 249 Aren't you going to run away?
Yamano and Kobayashi led the way, their posture humble, yet their steps revealed an barely suppressed urgency.
Chen You and his group of four, along with Kuroda Ryuji who had "suddenly come to his senses," followed two security personnel through layers of cordon and headed toward a stand-alone building next to the shrine.
Throughout his journey, Chen You's "Observing Qi to See the Heart" has never stopped.
In his field of vision, malice converged from all directions.
The building itself was shrouded in an intense, almost impenetrable, black-red aura, filled with an atmosphere of violence and conspiracy.
This trap is set up...too blatantly.
No, it should be said that the other party was too cooperative, exactly as Zhang Yunhai had imagined.
Upon arriving at the building entrance, four heavily armed guards stood solemnly, their eyes sharp as knives.
The mountain herder stopped and bowed again to Chen You and the others.
"Distinguished guests, according to regulations, a simple security check is required before entering. We appreciate your understanding."
Lin Miao and the other two remained expressionless, but a perfectly measured hint of alertness appeared on their faces.
Chen You nodded, indicating that there was no problem, and handed over the case of disguised photography equipment.
A guard stepped forward, scanned the box with a professional instrument, and then opened it to examine it carefully.
Lens, camera body, battery.
everything is normal.
The other guard then walked toward Ryuji Kuroda.
Ryuji Kuroda acted completely normally at this moment, and proactively handed over a sports backpack he was carrying.
The guard unzipped his jacket.
There was only a kettle inside, and...
A tennis racket with a rather unusual shape.
The security guard in charge of the check was stunned.
He stared at the tennis racket, his brows furrowed, examining it repeatedly.
There isn't even a brand logo on it.
He looked up, glancing at his companion with a questioning look, and then at the mountain wilderness that had led the way.
Where's the bomb?
Where are the dangerous weapons we were promised?
Could it be that the secret weapon of Chinese special agents is a tennis racket?
Shan Ye was also somewhat bewildered by this comical scene, but he quickly realized that perhaps he was overthinking it.
He winked at the guard, signaling him to let them pass.
Despite his doubts, the guard returned the backpack to Kuroda Ryuji.
The group walked through the corridor and came to a wooden door.
"Please come in."
Shan Ye pushed open the heavy wooden door, making a final gesture of invitation.
Chen You stepped inside.
The room is decorated in a traditional Japanese style. It is spacious, but feels somewhat empty.
Two people were standing right in the center.
One of them was the security supervisor, whose face was filled with barely suppressed smugness.
The other was a man who was not tall and whose hair was neatly combed.
It was none other than the Prime Minister of Japan, Watanabe Suke.
Behind them, in the shadows of various corners of the room, stood more than a dozen burly men in black suits.
Their waists were bulging, their hands hung at their sides, and their eyes were like those of hungry wolves eyeing their prey.
The door slammed shut behind them with a loud bang.
Almost at the same time, Kuroda Ryuji, who was originally following behind Chen You, suddenly slid in and fell to the ground at Watanabe's feet with perfect form.
He clung to Watanabe's leg, tears streaming down his face, and roared with all his might.
"Your Excellency Prime Minister! Kuroda has not failed in his mission!"
"These four people are the Chinese special agents who infiltrated the area!"
"Take them down immediately!!"
This desperate accusation served as a signal.
Swish!
All the burly men in black in the room instantly pulled out pistols from their pockets, and the dark muzzles were all pointed at Chen You and his companions.
The air froze instantly.
The security supervisor could no longer hide his smugness. He stepped forward and stood beside Watanabe.
Watanabe's face showed an expression of "I knew it".
He patted Kuroda Ryuji's head slowly, with a hint of approval.
"Kuroda-kun, thank you for your hard work."
"You feigned surrender, went deep behind enemy lines, and then turned the tables on us, leading these ignorant Chinese people here, thus making a great contribution to the empire."
Watanabe's Chinese was somewhat broken, but every word was filled with condescending arrogance.
He simply did not believe that Kuroda Ryuji could be turned.
In his view, the only explanation is that Kuroda pretended to defect to the enemy in order to return to Japan.
Then, take this opportunity to lure in Chinese spies and capture them all in one fell swoop.
This is practically a perfect script.
Watanabe Sukeno stood up, slowly walked over to Chen You.
He looked Chen You up and down, his eyes filled with undisguised mockery.
"Chinese people, should I call you brave, or foolish?"
"Do you really think you can do whatever you want here just by controlling Kuroda-kun?"
"This is our territory. The moment you stepped in, the outcome was already decided."
He opened his arms as if embracing his victory.
"I admit that your plan is audacious, but you should never have underestimated the wisdom and courage of the Empire."
"Now, do you have any last words?"
A dead silence.
Lin Miao and Mu Xi of the Dragon Scale Squad were ready for battle, but they did not rush to make a move.
The real show hasn't even started yet; they have no intention of carrying out any "decapitation" operation here.
However, at this tense moment, an untimely voice rang out.
It's Liu Ming.
He looked at Watanabe, his face showing genuine confusion.
"Um...can I ask you a question?"
Watanabe was taken aback, seemingly not expecting anyone to dare to speak at a time like this.
He curled his lips into a smile, like a cat playing with a mouse.
"explain."
Liu Ming pointed to Watanabe, then to his own head, and asked in a questioning tone.
"Are you out of your mind?"
The air in the entire room seemed to freeze.
Watanabe's smile froze.
The security supervisor's expression froze.
Chen You's lips twitched slightly, but he ultimately said nothing.
Even Mu Xi and Lin Miao almost couldn't help but turn around and glare at Liu Ming.
Liu Ming, however, remained oblivious and continued his analysis diligently.
"Logically speaking, we're here for revenge. Now that we're here, shouldn't you be running away?"
He spoke so matter-of-factly, as if the guns pointed at them were just for show.
"Didn't you ever consider the possibility that I could take you all down by myself? That's so careless."
"After all that babbling, I think it would be better to just kneel down and beg for mercy."
After saying this, Liu Ming shrugged, indicating that he was genuinely puzzled.
"What you call wisdom and courage... I really don't understand."
Watanabe's face gradually became "rosy".
He never expected that this Chinese man could say such "unreasonable" things so naturally.
They forcibly insulted him!
It wasn't the kind of elaborate political attack, but rather... pure, unskilled, heartfelt contempt.
It was as if, in his eyes, the trap he had meticulously set was nothing but a joke.
"Baka!"
He was so angry that he was trembling all over, pointing at Liu Ming, unable to utter a complete sentence for a long time.
The security supervisor quickly stepped forward and shouted sternly at Chen You and his group.
"Chinese people, they really are stubborn!"
"You are now like fish on a chopping board, at our mercy!"
Watanabe took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his anger.
He couldn't argue with a dying man; it would be beneath his dignity.
He snorted coldly and resumed his arrogant demeanor.
"Ignorant fools, every word I say to you is a waste of my time."
He turned around and gave orders to the security supervisor.
"The ceremony outside is about to begin, I have to go. These people are yours."
He looked at Kuroda Ryuji on the ground.
"Kuroda-kun, you are a hero of the empire. Get ready and come with me to the ceremony."
"Hail!" The security supervisor bowed deeply.
Ryuji Kuroda also hurriedly got up and picked up the backpack containing the tennis racket.
Watanabe no longer glanced at Chen You and the others, as if they were already four corpses.
He led Kuroda Ryuji toward the side door of the room.
The side door opened and then closed.
Only Chen You and his three companions remained in the room, along with the security supervisor and a dozen or so armed men in black.
The security supervisor's face once again wore a cruel smile.
"Alright, now we can have a proper talk."
He drew his pistol from his waist and slowly released the safety.
Click.
The crisp sound was particularly jarring in the quiet room.
"Speak, gentlemen."
"How do you want to die?"