Chapter 001: The Mission Begins

  The seductive gasps and the man's hearty grunts kept coming from the master bedroom. In the luxurious suite's outer room, on a wide sofa, a slender woman sat lazily, wearing a black short-sleeved combat uniform, her delicate figure and curves fully exposed, her snow-white long neck lazily leaning against the sofa, her sharp chin showing off her strong personality. Below, a pair of the latest digital camouflage combat pants tightly wrapped around her two long beautiful legs, her feet clad in military combat soft boots, inside which an American-made defensive dagger was quietly tied, its sharp blade closely attached to the woman's tender white skin, faintly revealing a hint of cold light.

  Suddenly, two loud and clear cries rang out in the master bedroom. The woman's mouth corners rose slightly, a cold smile slowly drew out. Very good, it's time to get started.

  She pulled out the Colt 2000 pistol from behind her waist, quickly attaching a silencer to it. With a flick of her black wavy long hair, she stood up and walked casually towards the master bedroom.

  The door was tightly closed, locked from the inside. The woman smiled slightly and took out a silver wire, inserting it into the keyhole. To deal with this simple lock, not even two seconds were needed. With a light twist of the wire, the door opened silently.

  A lustful and wanton aura suddenly emanated, the scent of male and female hormones slowly spreading in the air. The woman leaned against the door frame, picked up the weapon in her hand, raised it to her mouth, and gently blew a kiss towards the muzzle, her eyes scanning the bed where a couple had just finished their passionate encounter, embracing each other. With a cold smile, she softly called out: "Hey! Was it satisfying?"

  The sound that suddenly rang out was like a bomb exploding in the master bedroom!

  Jason, who was originally lying on Mingmei's body, suddenly turned over and got up, his body like a leopard, moving swiftly and decisively, without any hesitation, and quickly jumped up, his hands as fast as lightning, grabbing towards the head of the bed.

  "Whoosh!" A burst of blood splattered everywhere!

  The woman's slender hand rose, and the sharp and unparalleled defensive master instantly pierced Jason's palm, nailing it heavily to the red wood of the bed head.

  Ming Mei's eyes widened instantly, her lips, swollen from Jason's kiss, formed an "O" shape just as she was about to let out a loud cry. A flash of cold light flickered in the woman's eyes, and with a swift motion of her right hand, the Colt 2000 emitted a muffled sound through the silencer. Ming Mei's pupils dilated instantly, and a dark hole opened up on her snowy neck, with blood gushing out profusely. Her naked, full-bodied figure convulsed once before she collapsed onto the spacious bed.

  The woman's expression didn't change, she turned slightly towards Jason who was pale with fear, and smiled faintly, saying in a low voice: "Jason, exciting?"

  Blood trickled down Jason's arm from his palm as he stared at the lifeless body of Yamaguchi Ake on the bed, his face pale and trembling with urgency, "Ji'er, calm down, believe me, I was just pretending to be with her, you are the only one I truly love."

  "I am not Li Ji'er." The woman smiled faintly and shook her head slightly. Her smile was like a flower, but in Jason's eyes, this smile seemed to be a vengeful spirit that made him tremble all over.

  "Alright, alright, Miss Li, listen to me..."

  Jason's words were cut off before he could finish, as the woman slowly walked up to him, her gun pressed menacingly against his forehead. The girl narrowed her eyes slightly, bent down, and placed one foot on Jason's bare chest, the gun sliding slowly across his face before suddenly being thrust into his mouth, which had opened wide in terror.

  "I've told you already, I'm not Li Ji'er."

  The girl smiled coldly and stretched out her left hand, pulling out the dagger stuck in Jason's palm. Fresh blood spurted out instantly, and Jason's eyes widened suddenly as intense pain came instantly, but the muzzle of the Colt 2000 was tightly plugged into his mouth, allowing him to make only a muffled hum, unable to utter a cry for help.

  The girl slowly approached Jason, leaned in close to his ear and whispered: "I am Agent 003 from the Military Intelligence Division 9 of the National Security Bureau of Country Z. Now I will represent all lives you have brutally harmed and sentence you to death, execution to be carried out immediately!"

  Jason's pupils flashed a thread of despair and fear, at this time, the cold and solemn dagger suddenly emitted a cold light, the dagger approached step by step, he only felt a terrible chill in his throat.

  A look of hatred and cruelty flashed in the girl's eyes, her hand grasping the dagger made a swift swing, a string of blood beads suddenly appeared, the dagger was frosty, suspended in mid-air.

  Jason's body convulsed violently, his severed throat gushing blood, the metallic smell spreading, the thin blanket he was lying on already soaked with blood, the air filled with the stench of blood.

  Finished and done, next is the finishing touches. The girl whistled as she walked into the bathroom to wash off the fresh blood on her hands, then used toilet paper to wipe clean the fingerprints on the sofa and door handle, before wrapping the toilet paper around her hand and picking up the phone by the bed. Soon, the hotel lobby's phone was connected, but after the call was answered, the girl didn't say a word, instead gently placing the receiver to one side.

  Everything was in order, the girl carefully looked around the scene and saw that there were no flaws. She leisurely walked to the balcony, turned around, took a last look at Jason's disgusting body, and suddenly curled up a cold smile at the corner of her mouth. Her fingers lightly manipulated the buckle on her waistband, and a hook shot out instantly, violently inserting itself into the wall of the balcony. The girl shook her long hair, and without any hesitation, she flipped over and jumped off the balcony.

  Just then, there was a sudden sound of footsteps in the corridor.

  The girl who was rapidly falling outside the thirty-seventh floor flashed her eyes and secretly said, "The police in R country are indeed efficient."

  Within twenty seconds, the girl landed steadily on a soft lawn. A silver-white lady's handbag was quietly placed in the bushes, and the girl took out a beige windbreaker, put it on her body with two movements, changed into a pair of boots of the same color, stuffed the combat boots into the bag, and stood up.

  She shook her soft and smooth long hair, and walked towards the hotel with a swaying gait.

  "Miss, please wait."

  A police officer rushed up and blocked the girl's way, saying in a low voice: "There has been a homicide in the hotel. The entire building is now sealed off. Please, miss, do not go inside."

  "What? Murder!" The girl suddenly covered her mouth, her eyes wide with a terrified expression, and the words that came out of her mouth were in perfect R language, mixed with a hint of Tokyo accent.

  "Yes." The young policeman looked at the beauty's surprised look, and couldn't help but feel a little dizzy. He hastily said: "Miss, don't be afraid, our police have already surrounded the entire building, the murderer can't fly away, we will definitely catch this depraved person."

  "Oh, that's good." The girl patted her chest in fright and said in a soft voice: "After all, it's up to you, our citizens' lives will be guaranteed. In that case, I won't go in and bother you, I'll leave now."

  The young police officer was taken aback and hastily nodded in agreement, as if the entire city of Tokyo's safety depended on his protection.

  "Ah," the girl suddenly turned around, looking at the young police officer with a somewhat shy expression, and said in a reserved tone: "My name is Yamada Teruko, I live at 47 Keikō Road, if you need anything, you can come find me."

  The young police officer was taken aback, immediately nodded like a garlic press, this peach blossom luck if not grasped, is not a man.

  The girl turned back with a smile, got into the BMW 760 parked on the side, and drove out of the parking lot with a roar of the engine.

  "Hey! Who's there, halt!" A pair of patrolling policemen suddenly approached. Before the girl could even open her mouth, the young policeman rushed up and shouted loudly: "Let this miss go out, she has no problem."

  As the crowd in front gradually dispersed, the girl poked her head out of the window and gave a slight smile to the police officer, then stepped on the accelerator and drove the car out of the Red Sun Building.

  The night is thick with darkness, and tonight's Tokyo is destined not to be a peaceful night for rest.