Chapter 82 A fire burned down the sacred toilet of Yasukuni!
While the world's attention was focused on the mysteriously collapsed mountain, Zhou Jue and Cheng Gan had already quietly planned their next move.
They leisurely calculated their departure time, booked flights online for three days later, and headed to their next destination.
South Korea!
For the next two days, the two completely embraced the role of carefree tourists.
During the day, stroll around the bustling commercial district, shop, sample various "delicacies," and observe the target locations for the night.
In the evening, they returned to the hotel, closed the door, and first enjoyed the Chinese feast prepared by Chen Jianguo for them.
Zhou Jue pulled out the treasures one by one from the crammed, still space.
The glistening Peking duck, served with sweet bean sauce and shredded scallions, is rolled up in a thin lotus leaf pancake, and one bite is enough to make your mouth water with its rich flavor.
The aroma of Dezhou braised chicken is irresistible; the meat falls off the bone with the slightest shake and melts in your mouth.
And then there's the Dongpo pork knuckle, which is fatty but not greasy. Its soft and tender texture paired with the sweet and savory sauce is simply a delicacy.
Cheng Gan was initially a little reserved, but under Zhou Jue's warm welcome and the strong temptation of the delicious food, she gradually opened up. This tough female soldier, who was usually stern and unsmiling on the battlefield, was now eating with a beaming smile, repeatedly praising the base's chef's superb skills.
"When we get back, I'll definitely apply for a first-class merit award for Chef Wang!" Cheng Gan mumbled between bites of a richly flavored braised pig's trotter.
Zhou Jue chuckled and opened another bottle of chilled plum juice for her.
After a satisfying meal, the two enjoyed a good night's sleep to recharge.
Every night at midnight, the two would sneak out again.
On the first day, they plundered every treasure in the mountains and rivers, not even letting go of the faintest glimmer of light, focusing on the principle of "plucking every feather from a passing goose."
Fortunately, the remaining amount was small, so it didn't cause much of a commotion, allowing the two of them to pluck it all night.
The next day, the two went to the museum and took all the treasures they had stolen from our country! Fearing that taking only their own country's treasures would arouse suspicion, Zhou Jue simply took all the collections.
To prevent the museum from being robbed and forced to close, Zhou Jue kindly copied a batch of fakes from the points mall and put them in.
This "mission" mode, which was both tense and exciting yet also had a touch of leisure and comfort, made Zhou Jue feel great.
On the third day, their target was that infamous place that every Chinese person hated to the core.
Yasukuni Divine Toilet!
Instead of going during the day when there are many tourists, the two waited until the afternoon before leisurely taking a car to go.
Standing in front of that building, which was filled with militaristic atmosphere, and looking at the memorial tablets of Class A war criminals with their hands stained with blood, Zhou Jue and Cheng Gan's faces darkened.
An overwhelming surge of nausea and anger shot from the depths of my heart to the top of my head.
Each name here represents a bloody history and bears a heavy debt of blood.
“Sister Cheng Gan, look at that biggest memorial tablet.” Zhou Jue’s voice was as cold as ice: “Tonight, let’s start burning that one.”
"good."
Cheng Gan only replied with one word, but the murderous intent in his tone was almost tangible.
The two did not linger. They simply strolled around like ordinary tourists, memorizing the entire building's structure, layout, and the location of all the surveillance cameras.
After completing their observation, the two returned to the city and opened a new hotel closer to the airport.
The first step is still to confirm the room's absolute security using the system. Then, a hearty dinner is essential. Only when you're well-fed will you have the energy to work.
Feeling refreshed and seeing that it was getting dark, the two checked out of the hotel.
At the hotel reception, Zhou Jue chatted with the staff for a bit, complaining about how inconvenient the time of the night flight was, forcing them to go to the airport early to wait.
The hotel staff, unsuspecting, even kindly helped them call a taxi to the airport.
The two got into the car and headed towards the airport. After the car left the city center and was out of the dense surveillance network, Zhou Jue clutched his stomach and said to Cheng Gan in fluent Japanese, "Oh no, my stomach hurts, I need to go to the bathroom!"
Cheng Gan understood and said to the driver, "Excuse me, please stop at the nearest public restroom."
After getting out of the taxi, the two went straight to the restroom.
A few minutes later, the man who emerged from the bathroom had already disguised himself, changing into a black tracksuit, a baseball cap, and a mask. They had not only changed their clothes, but also camouflaged their figures and gait.
Then, the two "men" flagged down another car and sped off in the exact opposite direction from the airport—to the Yasukuni Shrine.
Night fell completely.
The area around the public toilet had become very quiet, with only a few security guards on routine patrols.
Zhou Jue and Cheng Gan stopped in a secluded corner nearby and put on invisibility talismans again.
"Brother Tongzi, interfere with all monitoring and alarm devices."
【Received, interference completed.】
The two invisible individuals moved with ease, easily scaling the wall and slipping inside.
Without the slightest hesitation, they headed straight for the main hall where the memorial tablets of Class A war criminals were enshrined.
Zhou Jue took out several specially made Molotov cocktails from the Starry Sky Box. These were no ordinary Molotov cocktails; they contained incendiary agents that Zhou Jue had salvaged from the apocalypse. Once ignited, they would reach extremely high temperatures and be extremely difficult to extinguish.
The two split up and quietly placed Molotov cocktails and some accelerants under several key load-bearing structures in the main hall and under the most inconspicuous memorial tablets.
After doing all this, they retreated to a safe corner outside the hall.
Zhou Jue took out a flaming talisman, infused it with spiritual energy, and a small flame appeared. She flicked her finger, and the flame landed precisely on a fuse.
"laugh--"
The fuse caught fire quickly, instantly igniting the nearest Molotov cocktail!
"Bang!"
A muffled thud, and flames shot into the sky!
Then, as if in a chain reaction, one Molotov cocktail after another was detonated!
The raging flames instantly engulfed the entire wooden main hall! The dark red flames illuminated the entire Tokyo night sky, turning it blood red!
The piercing fire alarm finally sounded, but it was too late. Fueled by the evening breeze, the fire spread rapidly, quickly igniting several surrounding side halls as well.
Looking at the towering flames and billowing smoke, and hearing the distant sirens of fire trucks, Zhou Jue and Cheng Gan both wore smug smiles.
"Let's go!"
The two didn't even glance at the "grand fireworks" before quickly leaving the scene.
They returned to the alley where they had changed clothes, changed back into their tourist attire, and then leisurely made their way to the airport.
When they arrived at the airport, the fire was still clearly visible in the direction of the toilet, and the entire airport was in a small commotion as many people discussed the sudden fire.
Zhou Jue and Cheng Gan acted as if nothing had happened, holding their passports and tickets, and smoothly passed through security and boarded the plane to South Korea.
Just as their plane was slowly taking off and passing over an area, a system notification suddenly sounded.
[Ding! Military base detected below. Two 'Shinshin' fifth-generation demonstrator aircraft, model F-3, found in the hangar. This represents the highest level of aviation technology in Japan... They're quite handsome though!]
Zhou Jue was stunned for a moment, then instantly understood what the system meant. The system is such a thoughtful little helper!
He chuckled, a thought flashing through his mind: "Collect, collect, collect!"
In the military base hangar below the aircraft, two fighter jets that were originally parked quietly, representing the most advanced aviation technology in Japan, vanished into thin air.
After doing all this, Zhou Jue leaned back in his chair, satisfied, and closed his eyes.
Behind them, the land of cherry blossoms was once again plunged into unprecedented turmoil and chaos.
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