Chapter 139 The girl is already dead, did you kill her?

In the Genji Heavy Industries Building, an old man in a black kimono took the elevator to the strategic department on the 29th floor and found Genji Chisei, whose face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out of it.

"Mr. Masamune."

Genno Chisei and many of his colleagues from the Executive Bureau greeted him loudly, and only stood up again after Tachibana Masamune waved his hand.

"What's the situation? Can we find any news about Sakura?" Masamune Tachibana came to the central control room of the strategic department. Looking at the massive amount of information filling the screen, he felt dizzy and sighed in his heart that he was really getting old.

Yuan Zhisheng shook his head: "His registration information is all fake. The technical department and Kaguya have been tracking his IP address, but they can only find a bunch of springboards and bots."

Sakura found him before and reported that all the surveillance data in the medical room had been cleared and it was difficult for the technicians to recover it, but they found that the head of the Uesugi family had a only friend in the PS3 community, and they had been in contact for the past two days.

So Yuan Zhisheng hurried back to the first floor and looked for the chat records that only he and the head of the family, Tachibana Masamune, could see.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t look, but once you do, Yuan Zhi’s eyebrows will stand up in anger.

He never expected that after all his precautions, he actually forgot to take network precautions!

The friend that Eri mentioned turned out to be an outlaw who disguised himself as a student to approach her! He was so despicable and shameless that he didn't even have a son...

Forget it, the disaster will not affect the next generation. God is merciful. He was still thinking of going to France (crossed out) to find an old city to live a life of idleness and wait for death.

After listening to Gen Chisei's story, Tachibana Masamune patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "It's not your fault. No one expected that Eri would suddenly be willing to communicate with strangers."

Gen Chisei fell silent upon hearing this. From childhood to adulthood, Eri had lived in a closed environment, always staying in the intensive care unit, waiting for him or Tachibana Masamune to come and ask her if she felt better today.

Apart from that, no one else had ever communicated with her. Not even Sakura, and even the two idiots under his command, dared not overstep the line when facing the head of the Uesugi family.

So, she was very lonely and isolated. The blood sorrow entangled with her was like a towering, boundless iceberg, cold to the bone, with no end in sight.

That's why she was attracted by a "Tomo Daji" who appeared out of nowhere on the Internet and easily gave her trust.

That's why she naively followed the other party when he came to her house, thinking that her friend was just taking her out to play.

He shook his head and finally took the blame on himself: "I didn't pay enough attention to her these past few days, otherwise I would have definitely noticed something."

Seeing this, Tachibana Masamune didn't know what to say, so he could only sigh and pat his shoulder to comfort him.

"Master Inuyama suspects that the intruder may be a freelance mercenary or a hunter from a hunter website, but the academy headquarters has been monitoring the hunter website, and the technical department also has someone watching to see if there are any missions targeting the family."

Yuan Zhisheng clicked on a page with a report from the technical department: "But we can't confirm whether someone has privately issued a designated commission that is not public, so this suspicion cannot be ruled out for the time being."

"Do you have a suspect?" Tachibana Masamune looked expectant, as if he was happy to see his growth.

"First, we can rule out the fierce ghosts. Although they are a bunch of lunatics, it doesn't mean they don't have brains. I believe they know that the grudges that have lasted for thousands of years should not be interfered with by outsiders."

Yuan Zhisheng slid the mouse, but his eyes were not on the screen. Instead, he looked at the most powerful person in the Sheqi Eight Clan beside him through the LCD screen: "Secondly, we can rule out the secret party and the college headquarters. If it was them, the commotion would not be so small. At least the Night Watcher Forum would have some clues."

Well, the intelligence work of Kassel College is indeed poor.

"so?"

"I suspect Batman and Superman."

Tachibana Masamune: ∑(O_O?) The head of the Snake family froze his expression for a moment. He wanted to say to his child, "Kid, have you watched too much dark DC and your brain is damaged?" But he quickly realized that he should be talking about Susan's messenger.

He waved his hand to dismiss the others and asked curiously, "Why do you think so?"

At this moment, Inuyama He, who had just washed off his messy clothes, walked in and said directly:

"I've met them before. Although only one of them spoke, his accent sounded familiar to me, like the one with glasses and brows with shaggy eyebrows."

"If that's all you have to say, then your suspicion is a bit arbitrary." Tachibana Masamune disagreed.

"Before, Su Sang asked us to find a gang called the Black Sun Gang, and then soon sent people to visit the Eight Clans of Sheqi to deepen cooperation. I always suspect that there is some kind of connection here." Yuan Zhisheng spoke bluntly, and the word "suspicion" was almost written on his forehead.

There was no choice but for the invaders to split into two groups.

One group went straight to the Shinto level and stole the most hidden secrets of the eight Sheqi families. Another group kidnapped the head of the Uesugi family, who had the highest bloodline purity and was already a little inhuman.

How can we say that his intentions are not punishable? He should be severely punished!

Inuyama He nodded: "Although she is reluctant to admit it, Susan does know a lot about the Eight Snake Clan. It is possible that she has learned some secrets from certain channels and seized the pain point of our attempt to get rid of the control of the secret party to squeeze out something..."

He didn't say it too bluntly, but Tachibana Masamune was a smart man and could understand what he meant.

When Tachibana Masamune heard this, he understood that China used the emperor to control the princes, and Japan used the power to seize other people's wives.

They suspected that Su Sang was planning to use the family's secrets to control the Eight Clans of Sheqi. Whether it was to lure them into Su's camp and challenge the secret party, or simply recruit them as his kneeling and licking brothers like the secret party, it would be a profitable business.

Although I think they are a bit whimsical, I have to say that this is indeed possible.

Those mixed-race people in Europe and America are all hungry wolves that eat people without leaving any bones. We must be on guard against them.

"Did the sentinels send back any news?"

After the assassination at the Tamamonomae Club, the Eight Snake Families strengthened the security of the envoy group. Now their people have mixed in with the waiters and security guards of the Peninsula Hotel, and even family members live in the rooms on the lower floors. There are also many law enforcement officers guarding the surrounding areas.

Not to mention three living people, even if...

Wait, the intruders include two owners of Word Spirit: Dark Illumination.

Without the red thermal imagers, those sentries are almost useless.

"No." Yuan Zhisheng shook his head. Some of the members who sneaked into the Peninsula Hotel had already gone to the presidential suite and found nothing unusual.

According to yesterday's schedule, at this point, one of the three messengers with distinct personalities had already gone to bed, and the remaining two Justice League leaders were still playing games. The technicians could detect network fluctuations over there, and those two weirdos seemed to be playing CS.

The account used was also registered under a fake identity.

At this time, Kaguya had just completed the first self-check and found no remaining viruses or vulnerabilities. To be on the safe side, a second self-check was needed.

How to say it, the envoy group is very suspicious, but they have no evidence at the moment, so they can only choose to strengthen the "protection" force to see if they are the ones behind it.

After making the decision, Tachibana Masamune asked again, "Where is the head of the Ryoma family?"

"We are checking whether the scroll of the Kingdom of God is damaged." Yuan Zhisheng briefly recounted what happened on the Shinto level, and then found a reason to call Tachibana Masamune to the ξ level to check for any remaining traces.

Inuyama He was very observant and did not follow them. He ran upstairs to check the situation of the casualties among the members of the Awakening Temple.

The elevator went up, and the atmosphere was unusually silent.

Tachibana Masamune sensed the solemnity in the air and knew that Gen Chisei had something hidden in his heart. Perhaps he would only know what it was when they got there.

Soon, the two men, who were as close as father and son, arrived at the first floor. Tachibana Masamune thought that Gen Chisei would take him to Eri's room, but unexpectedly he took him to the area on the edge of the floor where the smell of formalin lingered all year round.

Looking at the crow and the Yaksha standing guard in the dark corridor like two door gods, Tachibana Masamune's expression remained unchanged, but an incomprehensible light flashed in his eyes.

Crow and Yaksha saluted as usual, made way for the young master and his godfather to come in, and quietly moved to the side at least ten meters away to make sure they could not hear their conversation.

In the morgue filled with Deadpool fetuses, the calmness on Tachibana Masamune's face could no longer be maintained. He smiled bitterly: "It seems that I should choose to destroy them instead of storing them."

Although he had expected this, Yuan Zhisheng still found it hard to accept when he heard his father say this: "You really do know these things."

"I know, of course I know. After all, I was the one who put them here." Tachibana Masamune slowly walked towards him, his eyes fixed on the bottles and jars containing the horrific fetal corpses.

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His face, full of traces of time, was reflected on the surface of the transparent glass jar. In the interweaving of light and shadow, it seemed as if the facial features were slowly overlapping with those of the Deadpool fetus in the jar that had long lost its life.

There was an indescribable weirdness in that scene.

Gen Chisei's expression was ferocious for a moment, but he ultimately did not move. He just waited quietly for Tachibana Masamune's next words.

He knew that this man must have his own reasons, even difficulties.

However, he would never have imagined that what Tachibana Masamune was about to say would be so shocking to the world.

"These are medicinal herbs. These are all medicinal herbs."

Tachibana Masamune raised his hand and gently stroked the glass jar filled with formalin, with a bit of sadness on his old face. He looked up at the sealed window, his tone long and deep: "Chisheng, as you said before, the grievances between the fierce ghosts and the eight snake families have been entangled for many years. Every newborn in the family is at risk of becoming a ghost. Every family will face a difficult choice and test when they are five years old.

Those children will be sent for bloodline testing to see if their bloodline has the risk of falling into ghosts. If there is no risk, then everyone is happy. If there is, then it often symbolizes the breakdown of a family. "

Yuan Zhisheng couldn't help but speak up: "So, in order to save those broken families, you took the fallen babies out of their mothers' wombs? Before they could use their claws to perform cesarean sections on their mothers?"

In the origin of hybrids, the first women who mated with dragons did not give birth to hybrids with a balance of human and dragon blood, but monsters covered in scales and armor with sharp fangs and claws.

They will eat their mother's flesh and blood in the womb, and finally dig open her stomach to crawl out.

However, there has never been a similar incident in the historical records of Japanese mixed-race people. After all, their bloodline was not stolen but a gift from "God".

Tachibana Masamune raised his hand to signal Gen Chisei to calm down. He knew that the latter was now facing the dual pressures of his sister's disappearance and his adoptive father's betrayal. It was understandable that he lost his temper: "You have studied at Kassel Academy, and you should know that only when two hybrids with extremely high bloodlines combine can a pure-blooded dragon be born, or a Deadpool whose dragon blood is stronger than human blood.

In order to maintain the purity of their bloodline for thousands of years, the family rarely intermarried with outsiders, so children were often born as ghosts. However, these things were not recorded in the family history, so you have not come into contact with them for the time being."

Yuan Zhisheng listened quietly, the knuckles of his hand turning white as he pressed on the knife.

"In fact, I have been studying how to end the family curse for a long time."

Tachibana Masamune turned around and looked at him with a sad expression on his face. Gen Chisei had never seen such a negative emotion on his face before:

“When I first joined the Enforcement Bureau, there were only thirteen people in the bureau.

At that time, our mission was very simple. We specifically hunted down Deadpools. We only monitored the ghosts that had not yet fallen, and gave up on the ghosts that joined the fierce ghost group. In this way, we only dealt with a dozen Deadpools every year.

But soon, problems arose. We were running out of manpower, and the number of deadpools began to grow explosively, quickly increasing from dozens to hundreds, and their dragon transformation became more and more obvious.

This was not a natural growth trend, and I realized that someone was behind this.”

"Is it the Fierce Demon Clan?!" Gen Chisei revealed the identity of the mastermind behind the scenes without any hesitation. This was the consensus of all the mixed-race people in Japan.

"That's right." Tachibana Masamune paused for a moment and continued, "Realizing this, I began to capture and study ghosts, and finally discovered that they were taking a genetic drug that could purify their bloodline.

I extracted their genetic samples and took some effort to get the genetic medicine, and began to reverse engineer the genetic medicine that could curb bloodline purification."

"You never told me you could do these things." Gennosuke frowned slightly. In his impression, Tachibana Masamune was just a gangster leader who looked gentle but definitely not well-educated. In any case, he should not be related to genetic experiments.

"I know a lot of things, but it's not time to tell you yet."

"Can you tell me now?"

"I can only reveal a little bit. There are some things that you will only know after you succeed as the head of the family."

Tachibana Masamune put his hands behind his back again, and with the aura of the head of the Snake Family, he stared at Minamoto Chisei quietly, and said word by word:

"I successfully reversed the method of bloodline purification and extracted a serum from the body of Deadpool's fetus that can curb evolution. Eri is the first and only serum user."

“Thump, thump—”

The moment he heard this, Gen Chisei felt his heart beating wildly in his chest. He could hardly contain his excitement and rushed to Tachibana Masamune to ask:

"Since you have mastered this technology, why don't you use it on young girls?

He is also a ghost, and so is Eri! The method that works on Eri should also work on a young girl!

Why do we keep killing people when we have the serum?!"

He frowned, suppressing his inner anger and excitement as he questioned.

Over the years, countless souls have died under his knife. He has always hypnotized himself that he was doing it for justice and peace, but now someone tells him that all this could have been avoided. How can he not be angry?

However, Tachibana Masamune just looked at him with a complicated expression, his shoulders suddenly hunched, and his old eyes were filled with unspeakable sorrow and regret:

“When I developed the serum, he was already dead.”

(End of this chapter)