Chapter 3: Thunderous Means
Toyota car slowly started. As soon as it was out of sight, Xiaoshi quickly put on a black glove and pulled out a steel wire from the belt buckle. With quick movements, she unlocked the Hummer she had stolen earlier and jumped in.
Luckily, Xiaoshi acted quickly and in time. When they reached the street exit, they just managed to see the Toyota turning right.
All the way south, Xiaoshi kept a distance of about 5 cars from those two Toyota cars that were not slow, and after 20 minutes, the Toyota car drove onto the highway. It was already late at night, with few cars and people on the road. For this eye-catching vehicle, Xiaoshi maintained a distance of about 500 meters, steadily following behind.
After about twenty minutes, two Toyotas stopped in front of a luxurious hotel. Xiaoshi's eyes lit up, hardly believing his good luck; if the target really lived in the hotel, things would be much easier.
Sure, here is the translation:
As expected, two minutes later, the external elevator stopped at the 40th floor.
According to the intelligence from three sources, this hotel is an enterprise of the Daidoji family, with two luxury presidential suites on the 40th floor. Given the target's identity and status, their accommodation has basically been confirmed. Now what needs to be done is to find a way to infiltrate the hotel and take care of the target person.
The poet's vision became sharp. R Country is the only country in the world that openly acknowledges its legitimacy, and the Daidoji family has a hundred-year history and an unshakeable key position in R Country's politics and economy. Recently, reliable intelligence channels from the Military Intelligence Department have shown that the Daidoji family has a close connection with the mysterious organization X Corps, which is currently selling human organs internationally. The brutal dismemberment of Z country hostages captured by M country troops in Afghanistan has completely enraged Z country, which has always been known for its friendly diplomatic approach. Therefore, the Ministry of National Defense and the Military Intelligence Department have joined forces to decide to strike at terrorists with lightning speed, including unfriendly countries that played a malicious role in the Afghan incident, and will respond strongly.
Therefore, the Military Intelligence Department 3 and Action Department 9 jointly organized this operation codenamed Mountain Cat to avenge the deaths of Z Country's aid team members in Afghanistan. The national agents led by 003 infiltrated R Country, Afghanistan, M Country, and F Country to take revenge with thunderous means.
The night was thick with shadows, Xiaoshi's eyes were cold and stern. Within two minutes, she had already thought of dozens of ways to sneak into the hotel undetected and carry out a silent assassination. However, in order to achieve her subsequent goals, she had no choice but to abandon her plan to conserve energy. Forget it, Xiaoshi let out a sigh and turned back towards the bar they were at earlier, letting that guy live for a little while longer.
She nimbly returned to the bar, flipped over and entered the bathroom, the deafening music constantly impacting people's eardrums. The man was still lying on the ground in a coma, Xiaoshi smiled at the corner of his mouth, walked up, easily pulled him up, his hands nimbly climbed onto his neck, aimed at the acupuncture point, and pressed hard.
"Hmm..."
The man hummed and slowly came to. Xiaoshi's eyes flashed, she tiptoed up and pressed her cherry lips against his.
The man woke up in a daze, seemingly still somewhat confused, feeling the warmth and softness on his lips, and subconsciously responded to it.
"Hey! I'm Yamada Teruko, what should I call you, sir?"
"Yamaguchi... Yamaguchi Kōichi..."
The man buried his head in Xiaoshi's neck and said in a hurried tone.
"Sir, can you take me back to the hotel?"
This is an invitation, and also a signal. Coming to the nightclub was originally to find CiJi, but facing such a beautiful young woman, I believe no man would refuse such a sudden good fortune.
Yamaguchi Kōichi suddenly forgot the dizziness he had just experienced, and with a gentlemanly smile, he grasped Xiaoshi's slender waist and said, "I'm more than willing."
Yamaguchi Kōichi exchanged greetings with the friends who had come together, and he and Shi walked out of the bar's entrance under the envious gazes of a group of men.
As they drove, the man and Xiaoshi soon arrived at the Shanghe Hotel. Following the driveway, he pulled up to the hotel's entrance, where a handsome doorman quickly opened the car door. Xiaoshi naturally took the man's arm and walked intimately into the lobby.
The hall was bright and spacious, although it was already late at night, there were still many people coming in and out. Xiaoshi smiled all over his face and turned to speak to Yamaguchi Kōichi: "Mr. Yamaguchi, would you mind going to check in first? I'll go wash my hands." After speaking, he pulled out a stack of money from his pocket and stuffed it into Yamaguchi's hand without even counting it.
Although domestically, R-country men have many drawbacks, to be precise, R-country men are still relatively gentlemen. Seeing Xiaoshi take out the money, Yamaguchi Koichi's face changed, and he didn't even take it, but walked towards the front desk. But how could Xiaoshi let him have his way? If she let him open a room casually, there would be no more play to sing. Seeing that Yamaguchi Koichi had already taken out his ID, she quickly chased after him, handed the money to the receptionist's hand, and said "Presidential Suite". Then, she batted her eyelashes at Yamaguchi Koichi and coquettishly shook his arm.
It seems that he has found not only a rare beauty, but also a generous and wealthy lady. Yamaguchi Kōichi secretly rejoiced in his heart, took hold of Xiaoshi's waist and headed towards the elevator.
A spacious and bright bedroom, luxurious decoration, high-end elegant decor. The military affairs department spent money to let her enjoy herself, and Xiaoshi naturally wouldn't be polite with the country. She took out two banknotes from her wallet and smiled as she rewarded the attendant outside the door. Before she even closed the door, she was hugged by Yamaguchi Kōichi behind her.
A hint of annoyance flashed in Xiaoshi's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a passionate entanglement. The soft and fiery body of Xiaoshi set Yamaguchi Koichi's passion ablaze as well. Huangse's large coat was roughly torn open, revealing the black cat combat uniform underneath, specially designed for the US CIA. Yamaguchi Koichi hesitated for a moment, but soon became fully engrossed in Xiaoshi's plump and rosy lips.
The black short sleeve was quickly pulled down, revealing the black thin silk underwear inside, with intricate lace trim, fair and full SuXiong, a slender waist that could be grasped in one hand, and a bold and revealing outfit that almost made Yamaguchi Kōichi's nosebleed. He let out a loud cry, buried his head in Xiaoshi's chest, and bit down.
"Ah!" Xiaoshi nimbly dodged to the side, laughing as she slipped onto the bed, completely ignoring Yamaguchi Kōichi's fiery gaze. She stretched out her perfect figure, pointing towards the bathroom with a somewhat coquettish tone, saying "You're not going yet?"
Looking at Xiaoshi's charming appearance, Yamaguchi Kōichi couldn't help but suppress the ** in his heart and rushed into the bathroom. After a while, the sound of water started to come out. Xiaoshi suddenly sat up, sweeping away her previous lazy demeanor, and quickly got out of bed. She pulled out the defensive master from her boot, with the sharp blade held in her mouth. Barefooted Xiaoshi quietly made her way onto the balcony, holding onto the railing and taking a glance. The outdoor balcony was twenty meters away, and to get there, she had to go through a window sill that was only wide enough for one foot to stand on.
It's okay to have a strong point, this difficulty is not high. Xiaoshi quickly flipped onto the balcony, flew up with one jump, and at the moment her feet landed on the balcony, she used force again under her feet, and her body jumped up again. Soon, Xiaoshi's body had flipped into the balcony.
Stealthily making way to the outdoor balcony, I suddenly heard a rustling sound coming from the living room. The soundproofing of this high-end hotel was top-notch; without opening the balcony door, it was impossible to tell how many people were inside.
There were no surveillance devices inside the balcony. Xiaoshi calmly stuck to the inner wall of the balcony, and slightly poked her head out to see a bald man wearing a white suit sitting on the sofa making a phone call. Behind him stood a tall, muscular man in a suit. Xiaoshi furrowed her brow, if the intelligence was correct, there should be another bodyguard. However, with her line of sight blocked, she couldn't move recklessly without finding the location of the other bodyguard.
Xiao Shi crouched down quietly, holding the dagger, and stealthily approached the master bedroom. He inserted the dagger into the gap under the door, with the blade touching the ground, and poked his head out to take a peek, believing that the people inside wouldn't notice this small object on the ground.
The figure slightly tilted the dagger, and a shadow was reflected on the smooth surface of the dagger. Another bodyguard stood to the right of the living room, just like Xiaoshi separated by a wall. Using the reflection of the dagger, Xiaoshi discreetly scanned the living room without revealing any signs. Everything seemed normal, with only the host and two bodyguards present, and no other unrelated people. It appeared that the person who had come to report from the Red Sun Building earlier had already left.
She pulled out a thin film shoe cover from her pocket, put it on her shoes, and stood straight against the balcony wall. She made some slight adjustments to her body, took light breaths, and kept her heart rate stable, putting herself in an extremely relaxed state. She had to wait for the moment when her assassination target finished his phone call.
At this time, the mobile phone conversation inside stopped. Xiaoshi poked her head out again and saw that the target was casually throwing his mobile phone to the side of the sofa.
Just as the phone fell onto the sofa, Xiaoshi's figure flashed and she rushed in, her arm swinging to the right, a cold light flashing towards the suit-clad bodyguard standing on the right side of the living room. Steady, accurate, and ruthless, the cold light precisely swept across his throat, and blood splashed out.
At the same time, a dull thud was heard, and another bodyguard standing behind the sofa had his head blown off, with red and white matter splattering everywhere. The bodyguard's massive body fell to the ground, his hand still clutching something in his pocket. His reaction was swift, but not as fast as Xiaoshi's draw, which ended with a shot to the head.
The bald man was stunned by this sudden attack, his eyes showing terror, his mouth wide open, and he even forgot to shout out loud, but it was too late for him to make a sound. In that instant, the bald man's frightened pupils reflected a flash of flame.
"Ugh!" The bald man's throat let out a muffled sound, his wide-open mouth suddenly bursting, teeth and shredded flesh flying everywhere, his body tilting to one side, falling onto the sofa, convulsing violently, blood gushing out of his battered nose and mouth.
The little poem walked up to the bald-headed man who was leaning on the sofa, the black muzzle of the gun aimed at him again, a flash of fire appeared, and a burst of blood exploded from the bald head. The close-range shot made the bald head explode like a rotten watermelon.
Finished and collected, rushed in to solve the first bodyguard with a throat chop, pulled out the gun and fired, blasting away the second bodyguard's head. Without pausing, the second shot blocked the target's screaming mouth. All this happened in an instant, 2 seconds. The person inside only made subconscious reactions before being settled. Speed and assault techniques perfectly combined.
The task was so simple, the little poem walked a circle in the room with ease, and the finishing touches were even more effortless. In the end, he still picked up the phone on his bedside table, dialed the emergency number. Due to the infiltration of Military Intelligence Section 9, tonight's Tokyo police will be exceptionally busy.
Shōshi quickly stepped out onto the balcony, and then immediately returned by the same route. With a few continuous leaps, Shōshi's body lightly flipped back into his own suite's balcony, and he slightly calmed down his somewhat urgent breathing. Checking the time, it hadn't even been five minutes yet. Shōshi stuck to the side of the balcony door, glanced inside the suite, and saw that Yamaguchi Kōichi was still in the bathroom showering. He couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, turned sideways back into the suite, when at this time, there were movements from the bathroom door. Shōshi quickly flipped onto the bed, just as he got on the bed, Yamaguchi Kōichi came walking out of the bathroom with a refreshed look, smiling and saying "Okay, it's your turn now."
Xiaoshi took a deep breath, smiled and batted her eyelashes. She walked into the bathroom, quickly changed out of her clothes, and relaxed in the whirlpool bathtub, everything was ready, just waiting for the right moment. Xiaoshi stretched out her wrist, thinking to herself, ten minutes should be about right.
Ten minutes later, the little poem walked out of the bathroom. Wrapped in a large bath towel, with a head full of wet and sexy long hair, a pair of snow-white and slender legs were exposed without any cover. Yamaguchi Kōichi's eyes widened, how could he resist such temptation? Suddenly, he pounced on her fiercely.
However, just as he lay down on the bed, still wrapped in the small towel that had been wrapped around him after his bath, a sudden and urgent knocking sound came from outside the door. Yamaguchi Kōichi furrowed his brow and shouted angrily, "Who is it?"
"Sorry, police inspection, open the door!" The voice was very polite but also very firm.
"Please wait a moment." Yamaguchi Kōichi reluctantly got out of bed and opened the door. There was a hotel employee and several police officers standing at the entrance, one of whom flashed his badge and said politely, "I'm sorry, but there's been a murder on this floor and we'd like to ask Mr. Yamaguchi a few questions."
"What's going on here?!" Yamaguchi Kōichi shouted in anger: "What does the murder case have to do with me? Who is your superior, I want to complain to you!"
The police officer reluctantly nodded and still entered the room, but when he saw the small poem wrapped in a blanket on the bed with a fragrant shoulder exposed, his face couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
The police inspection was simple, just opening the door and asking if anyone had left the room. Yamaguchi Kōichi's expression was not good, he angrily replied a few times. Seeing that neither of them were suspicious, the police retreated.
Yamaguchi Kōichi saw them off at the door and stormed back into the room, only to find that Shi had already dressed and was preparing to leave.
"You... you're leaving?"
"What's the point of staying? Are you still in the mood?" Xiaoshi glared at him impatiently, turned around and walked towards the door.
Yamaguchi Kōichi could only watch as the cooked duck flew away, and in his heart, he cursed the ancestors of the Tokyo police for three generations.
Xiaoshi Yenna walked out of the hotel lobby, and when she left, she saw the police who had just checked her room. The police also noticed Xiaoshi, who glared at them fiercely, opened the door of the stolen car with a flourish, stepped on the accelerator, and sped away.
A highly confidential frequency crossed the Atlantic and reached a massive underground complex in Beijing, where cryptography experts deciphered it within three minutes and connected to the high-level military hotline: "003 has resolved target 2, now heading to Haitong Road, mission will be completed in one hour!"
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