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The two escorted him toward the elevator.
Upon reaching the eighth floor, the elevator doors opened with a "ding".
Iguchi and Ando immediately stepped out first, their eyes scanning the left and right corridors warily, behaving with great poise.
Rather than being genuinely worried about an ambush, it was more about demonstrating their dedication to duty to Yuuma Ueno.
Yuuma Ueno was well aware of this, but he also found it quite pleasing.
He walked straight to the door of room 803, pressed his thumb on the smart lock's recognition area, and with a soft "beep," the fingerprint verification was successful, and the door opened inwards.
At the same time, the motion-sensor lights inside the room automatically turned on, emitting a soft, warm glow.
"Master, welcome home."
A mechanical, synthesized female voice sounded.
As a wealthy person who enjoys life, he naturally has a whole-house smart home system.
Although his position as Superintendent General and Japan's "political correctness" require him to publicly criticize a certain major power, his actions speak louder than words.
These useful and affordable smart devices are all sourced from which country?
This kind of "saying no but doing no" behavior is common among Japanese politicians and elites, so he naturally doesn't need to worry about being criticized for it.
Iguchi Masakyu followed him into the entrance hall and hurriedly asked, "Superintendent Ueno, would you like something to drink?"
"Hmm, a whiskey, on the rocks, please."
Yuma Ueno has a habit of having a few drinks before bed.
He took off his coat and walked to the spacious Italian leather sofa in the center of the living room, where he sat down comfortably and waited for his subordinates to serve him.
Meanwhile, Qingze was silently leaping in the shadows of various corners of the room.
His main purpose was to check whether there were any hidden surveillance cameras installed inside the house.
After carefully searching the apartment and confirming that there were no surveillance cameras, he rose silently from the thick shadows behind the living room sofa, like a ghost.
While pouring drinks at the bar, Masakyu Iguchi inadvertently caught a glimpse of this scene and froze instantly, as if he had been frozen in place.
He blinked incredulously, thinking it was a hallucination caused by prolonged mental stress.
1. A person... emerged from the shadows?!
No, wait! It's really a human!
The immense shock left him speechless, his mind blank. He could no longer hold the square whiskey glass filled with amber liquid in his hand, and it crashed with a loud bang onto the polished marble floor, shattering into pieces.
The expensive whiskey spread rapidly across the ground, releasing a strong aroma.
Hearing the sudden commotion, before Ueno Yuuma, who was sitting on the sofa, could even reprimand him, Ando Taito, who was preparing snacks to go with drinks in the kitchen, exclaimed with a face full of displeasure, "Iguchi, what are you doing... Ah! Fox, fox?!"
His sharp scream instantly echoed throughout the living room.
Behind the sofa, a tall man was standing there, seemingly out of nowhere.
His face was covered by a fox mask, he wore a black T-shirt and trousers, a samurai sword at his waist, and gloves on his hands, exactly like the "fox" described in the internal files!
When Ueno Yuuma heard his subordinate's horrified scream, his first thought was that the two of them were playing a clumsy joke.
However, when he caught a clear glimpse of the extra figure beside him out of the corner of his eye...
A chill originating from his life instincts exploded from his tailbone, rushing wildly up his spine to the top of his head, making every hair on his body stand on end.
How can it be? !
How did the fox get here?!
Chapter 66 Kill!
In the blink of an eye, Yuuma Ueno had no idea how the other person had appeared behind him.
However, as a member of the Metropolitan Police Department's elite team, and harboring ambitions to be promoted to Superintendent General, he was extremely strict with himself and never slacked off in the slightest.
Whether it's martial arts, swordsmanship, or marksmanship, his achievements are impeccable.
Almost the instant he realized the danger, he tumbled forward in a disheveled state.
Although the posture was unseemly, in this fluid motion, he swiftly drew his gun from its holster, raised his arm, and aimed the muzzle precisely at Qingze behind the sofa.
His finger was about to pull the trigger.
A dark red blade of light suddenly flashed, like a fierce lightning bolt tearing through thick dark clouds.
Yuuma Ueno felt a chill on both elbows at the same time, followed by a strange emptiness.
He watched helplessly as his forearm, along with the pistol he was clutching, broke off and fell onto the soft sofa cushions.
The next moment, scalding blood gushed forward from the broken end like a burst water pipe.
"what!!!"
The excruciating pain suddenly surged into his brain, causing him to let out a bloodcurdling scream that sounded inhuman.
However, even under such excruciating pain, his remaining sanity still issued the command: "Fire...fire!!"
The scream startled Iguchi Masakyu, who was standing next to the bar, and brought him back to his senses after a moment of stunned silence.
No matter how strange this guy in the fox mask is, as long as he's made of flesh and blood, he can never withstand a bullet!
He suddenly drew his pistol.
His current position is outside Qingze's perception range.
But Qingze was able to clearly capture the trajectory of his aiming gun with just his dynamic visual acuity.
boom!
The bullet whistled out of the barrel.
However, just before the bullet was fired, Qingze easily dodged its trajectory.
Immediately afterwards, he transformed into a blurry black shadow, rushing forward at a speed far beyond what ordinary people could comprehend.
"So fast!"
Terrified, Masakyu Iguchi didn't have time to fire a second shot. He instinctively retreated, his back slamming heavily against a cabinet full of expensive whiskey and brandy.
There is no way back!
His eyes widened in horror as the blood-dripping blade rapidly magnified in his field of vision.
"No!"
The cries for mercy were swiftly and decisively cut off.
His head flew off with a thud, and the blood from his neck cavity gushed up slightly before he rolled to the ground with a thud.
The [Dark Knight] tag above his head instantly merged, turning into a beam of red light that shot into Qingze's brow.
Qingze had no time to savor the comfort of his increased power and abruptly turned around.
"Don't come any closer! You...you monster!!"
Ando Taito's hand holding the gun trembled violently as he witnessed Iguchi Masakyu being killed instantly, causing the fear that had been building up in his heart to erupt completely.
He could no longer care about anything else and turned to rush towards the door to escape.
"Idiots!!" The excruciating pain from his severed arm and the stupidity of his subordinates caused Yuuma Ueno to roar in despair and rage.
With a flick of his wrist, Qingze sent the katana flying like an arrow.
puff!
The blade pierced precisely into Ando Taito's back and emerged through his chest.
He staggered forward two steps instinctively, then his knees buckled and he collapsed to his knees, his upper body falling limply forward.
The protruding blade tip touched the ground first, then the weight of the entire body slid down, submerging the sharp blade tip.
The "Dark Knight" tag above Ando Taito's head also turned into a red light and disappeared into Aozawa's brow.
"Ah~"
This time, the comfort brought by the infusion of power made him hum softly.
Hearing this sound, Ueno Yuuma, who was on the verge of death, was even more terrified.
Is this guy even human?!
Everyone says that a gun is fast from ten paces away, and even faster and more accurate within ten paces... But why is it that within ten paces, a knife is faster for him?
Yuuma Ueno couldn't understand this unscientific thing.
Aozawa composed himself, strode forward, gripped the hilt of the sword, and deftly pulled the blade from Ando Taito's corpse.
With a flick of his wrist, the blood on the blade was smoothly flung off, splattering across the floor in a trail of scarlet marks like raindrops.
"You...you can't kill me!"
With his last ounce of strength, Yuuma Ueno roared, trying to grasp at the last straw, "I'm a Superintendent! I'm not like those nobodies!"
I am a senior police officer in the Metropolitan Police Department!
"Kill me, and you'll be declaring war on all 43,000 police officers in the Metropolitan Police Department, and indeed on all 260,000 police officers in Japan!"
Qingze calmly retorted, "So what?"
The color drained from Yuuma Ueno's face, his expression twisted and maniacal with fear and despair as he cried out, "You... and the organization behind you, everyone connected to you, will die!"
nobody!
No one can get away with killing a high-ranking police officer!
"How can a sparrow know the ambition of a swan?"
Qingze responded calmly, raising the katana in his hand.
This action caused Ueno Yuuma's pupils to shrink sharply, his gaze fixed on the fox mask, specifically on the pair of eyes exposed behind the eye holes.
Calm, profound, without a ripple, as if his hysterical threats were nothing more than the wailing of ants.
What exactly gives the fox its confidence?!
Or is this guy just a madman who can't be understood by common sense?!