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Chapter 281 - 191: The Complete Annihilation of the Ninja Team, Huge Explosion (Additional Release for Monthly Tickets 7) (Requesting Monthly Tickets!!!)

Chapter 281: Chapter 191: The Complete Annihilation of the Ninja Team, Huge Explosion (Additional Release for Monthly Tickets 7) (Requesting Monthly Tickets!!!)

Green:

"Indeed, you should never claim it’s a quiet day when it’s almost time to clock out; trouble is bound to follow."

Hardenn picked up the phone with a hint of gloom.

This landline was directly linked to the reporting center.

That meant there was a new case.

"In the Yilade District, there’s been a brawl with multiple Asian casualties. The crowd says they’re all Japanese, and the scene is very gruesome. Please head there immediately to investigate..."

"What?"

Hardenn looked at Brian strangely as he understood the details.

Almost simultaneously,

the mobile phones of several team members on the scene also started to ring.

This time, it was an emergency dispatch call from the NW organization.

The previous squad from the Japanese Ninja Sect that had been causing trouble for Brian had been entirely wiped out at their resting location, including NW’s Foreign Affairs Department members who were assigned to monitor them throughout...

Everyone turned to stare at Brian.

Brian:

He spread his hands in exasperation, "Why are you all looking at me? I’ve been in the office all afternoon. Or do you think I’m that petty?"

Shi San, who had been idly playing with a small ball, stopped and stared wide-eyed at Brian with a dumbfounded expression.

Everyone burst into laughter.

Shi San was just too cooperative.

Brian gave Shi San a knock on the head, speechless.

Damn it!

If others looked at him that way, fine, but a dog staring at him with big puppy eyes, what the hell?

Always joining in on the fun!

Susan clapped her hands, "Okay, our colleagues from NW were killed after all. Everyone, grab your weapons and bullet-proof vests, let’s head out, and oh, make sure to turn off the water and electricity. If nothing else comes up, we can leave work after this."

They had a day off tomorrow, and she didn’t want the team to work overtime because of some Japanese.

...

The Yilade District was a small neighborhood.

There were two Japanese communities clustered here.

Actually, there weren’t many Japanese in this area.

At this time, most of the local populace deep down revered yet feared the land, but more so, they harbored resentment.

Since the economic downturn years ago, when societal tensions were redirected,

numerous wealthy Japanese immigrants suffered various forms of humanitarian destruction, zero-dollar acquisitions, forced asset plundering, and sexual assaults on female members. Most Japanese chose to migrate and settle in neighboring countries, with few willing to reside in the United States.

However, according to Brian’s memories from his previous life, in a few years, those wounded Japanese would forget their unfortunate predecessors’ plight and begin to regard this land as sacred.

Not just the Japanese felt this way...

One could only say, this world fundamentally operated on the survival of the fittest. Ordinary people, in the face of the age’s mighty wheel, were nothing but insignificant specks of sand, only concerned with living the present well; digging deeper held little meaning.

When Brian and his team arrived, several NW Action Department teams and a large number of police officers had already cordoned off the upscale hotel where the incident occurred.

Susan saw the hotel’s sign and smirked.

It was still her family’s property.

Everyone, with badges hung on their chests or collars, followed Susan into the hotel.

...

In a top-floor, all-in-one presidential suite on the 32nd floor, Brian encountered the corpses of a group of ninjas he had just met earlier.

All the corpses died from cold weapons.

"These wounds, don’t they look like they were made by their own ninja swords?" Ivan pulled aside a few bodies and pondered aloud.

Other bodies were filled with four-pointed star-shaped hidden weapons and dagger-like short darts among a plethora of other unnameable hidden weapons.

No bullet marks were seen at the scene.

The most ferocious aspect was several bodies, cleaved into two or split in half vertically from head to toe, painting the entire scene in a gory and nauseating display.

At the end of the trail of the gruesomely killed ninjas was a body nailed to the wall.

The body belonged to the young expert Yagyuu Ittou, whom Brian had "killed" earlier.

His chest was completely sliced open, his intestines sprawled across the floor, and his body was gruesomely pinned to the wall by a large tachi sword, his hand still clutching a broken half of a small tachi.

Most absurdly, in front of the corpse, a blood-red Obsession Little Ball floated motionlessly, capturing all of Brian’s attention.

This guy hadn’t died before!

Looking at the foe’s body and wounds, Brian awkwardly touched his chin.

It couldn’t be because he took Yagyuu Ittou’s two small tachi, so after this guy was resurrected, facing a sudden enemy without proper weapons, he got his weapon slashed, his belly split open, and died tragically right there...

After all, for those who specialized in cold weapons, particularly Sword Dao, the right weapon could indeed enhance their combat effectiveness significantly.

If that were the case, then the opponent really was unlucky.

Aside from Yagyuu Ittou’s obsession.

This time, most of the dead ninjas also had Obsession Little Balls appearing above them.

Brian counted.

Including Yagyuu Ittou, nine victims presented six Obsession Little Balls, a frightening occurrence rate.

...

While the staff from the NW Foreign Affairs Department hadn’t arrived yet, Brian seized the opportunity to collect all the Obsession Little Balls.

Just then,

Susan, with a few strangers, approached Brian.

She pointed at the corpse of Yagyuu Ittou, puzzled, "Brian, wasn’t this guy killed by you before?"

At that time, the opponent’s brain had been smashed by Brian’s punch, causing bleeding from all orifices and burst eyes.

Brian shook his head, "As a master of Ninja Sect, he must have had something to save his life. Judging by the scene’s traces, I suspect the person who killed him was also a ninja from Japan."

The others behind Susan nodded, "Based on the traces, we also believe that is the case. At the time of the incident, the hotel’s electricity and surveillance experienced interference. The entire process probably didn’t last more than ten minutes. Additionally, there was a shuttle on the roof. After killing the people, the murderer left the building swiftly through a hoist rope, very professional and quick."

Seeing Brian’s confusion, Susan hastily introduced, "These few are the team leaders from the nearby jurisdictions. You might want to get acquainted."

During the previous award ceremony, Brian was preoccupied with teasing Susan and didn’t quite remember everyone present.

His thinking had sped up significantly, but that just meant his reaction and thoughts were much faster; it didn’t mean he could Never Forget.

Perhaps with an enhancement in Spiritual Strength, he could achieve that.

But it shouldn’t need to be so complicated.

Once Professor Mycroft’s Obsession manifested completely, Brian planned to absorb the Gift of Extensive Knowledge and Strong Memory, which in combination with his powerful mental faculties could allow him an effect akin to Never Forget.

These team leaders were very polite in front of Brian, a second-level staff member.

This was normal.

Position was position, but rank was rank.

Here, Brian had the highest rank. Regardless of the department in NW, none would refuse a Second-Level staff member joining, and the positions offered were always at least one level higher than leader.

It does no harm to be civil.

Brian reciprocated with courtesy, enhancing his own connections.

..

The scene was too gruesome.

Instead of rushing to collect the bodies and clean up, people photographed the scene thoroughly for documentation before starting to remove the bodies.

This case, which left several people from Japan dead along with accompanying officers from the Foreign Affairs Department, was definitely handed over to the NW Foreign Affairs Department and Special Service Department.

By the time staff from the Foreign Affairs Department and Special Service Department arrived, it was already past eight in the evening.

The Special Service Department included Brian’s acquaintance, Merlin, a second-level employee who had earlier been in charge of investigating Professor Mycroft’s suicide case.

Merlin, with his typically stern’s face, saw Brian, hesitated slightly, then approached, "Brian, thank you for reporting Professor Mycroft’s wife’s theft of organization technology later; it saved me a lot of trouble, I owe you one."

"Don’t mention it."

Brian responded with a light smile, taking the chance to inquire, "What are you planning to do with Professor Mycroft’s wife, Heidilin?"

Professor Mycroft’s Obsession was to prevent Black Light Company from troubling Heidilin.

Brian was somewhat worried that the people from Black Light Company, out of vendetta, might use internal connections to take away and torment Heidilin.

Merlin, given that Brian was a colleague of the same level who had helped him before, was friendly and didn’t hide anything, "That woman and her lawyer need to be interrogated first, then locked up in the Inner Realm for physical data collection and assigned experimental projects by the computer."

Brian nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.

Professor Mycroft’s Obsession wasn’t wholly fulfilled yet, likely because Heidilin’s situation hadn’t yet been finalized.

Just need to wait.

..

Merlin and the others’ arrival meant Brian and his group could leave for the day.

Shi San was still forcibly taken away by Susan.

Brian had no choice but to ride his motorcycle back to his apartment alone.

He was eager to go upstairs and inspect the six Obsessions he had just collected.

Downstairs, a neighbor, with a bruised face, came down and saw Brian. He awkwardly smiled and advised, "Brian, it seems someone has been eyeing your motorcycle lately. Though you work for the government, it would still be aggravating if your beloved bike got damaged."

Brian nodded, "Thanks, I’ll keep an eye out. By the way, buddy, I suggest you apologize to your wife. Wild flowers are still wild flowers, especially when you pick the withered and failing ones."

With that, he went straight upstairs.

His motorcycle had fingerprint locks and electric shock safety measures.

No need to worry about petty thieves.

And the big thieves couldn’t be controlled anyway.

This neighbor was the same one he had heard being made responsible by a woman last time he returned. It seemed there wasn’t just one person making him responsible; the reason was simply because among a group of people, he was the only one without an umbrella.

Brian remembered this neighbor was actually quite decent, good to his family and children, and friendly towards neighbors but still couldn’t resist the temptation to cheat, even without considering the risks, like possibly getting sick and infecting his wife. At that moment, he seemed like a completely different person.

It goes to show, human nature is indeed complex.

Most people have more than one face.

..

After washing up,

cloaked in a bath towel, Brian sat on the sofa, closed his eyes for a rest, his consciousness sinking into that white space.

He was very excited about this harvest.

These people from Ninja Sect – except for Yagyuu Ittou who seemed mere trash in Brian’s eyes – were actually all specially trained enhanced individuals who, in terms of various skills, far surpassed Brian.

Who knows what he might gain from these six Obsessions!

Accompanied by Brian’s thoughts,

each Obsession Little Ball transformed into streaming lights, emerging in his mind.