Science Fiction: Starting from Obtaining Sophon

Chapter 47 The Trembling Nobleman Sesshomaru

After walking out of the hospital, Genda Chuan breathed a sigh of relief; he was practically becoming a regular hospital patient.

I stayed for three days the last time, but this time I stayed for half a month.

Is the hospital my resurrection point? What a strange setup.

However, he has gained a lot in these two weeks.

In addition to receiving protection and apologies from the police, the police also paid all medical expenses without charging any fees. Furthermore, the policewoman and the chubby Inspector Megure both sent gifts, even though they were not responsible for the incident.

Yoko and Haruko also came to congratulate him on his discharge from the hospital. Sonoko didn't show up, but Genda still called to express his gratitude, saying that he wouldn't have had such a comfortable time these past few days if it weren't for the caregiver she hired.

Back in the familiar courtyard, it was already evening. I ordered a deluxe takeout and enjoyed a hearty meal.

Although the food in the hospital is healthy, it's never been anything fancy or delicious, so I haven't been able to enjoy any good food these past few days.

After we've eaten and drunk our fill, it's time to get back to work.

He slung his backpack over his shoulder, went out, and ran to several supermarkets and stores, buying a lot of things, including daily necessities, a bunch of gadgets, and some materials needed for disguise.

Of course, most of the materials don't need to be bought, because as a former otaku, he had a lot of messy stuff at home.

This way, they not only saved a lot of money, but also concealed their true intentions.

After all, as soon as he got home, he discovered signs of someone breaking in.

Although the infiltrators' actions were quite sophisticated, leaving almost no trace, no matter how meticulous the operation, it would be exposed under the Sophon's scanning.

When Genda River left, Tomoko had already scanned the villa. After the system recovered to three percent, the entire surveillance scanning range was expanded three times, reaching a radius of one hundred meters.

So Tomoko kept a record of everything within a hundred meters, including the placement of every small object in the house, the angle at which the water glass was rotated, and how many tissues were left in the box.

Further details indicate that after Gendagawa left, the villa was broken into, and the intruders were very meticulous, conducting a thorough inspection of every part of the room.

Damn, thank goodness I threw away all the weird stuff during the big clean-up, otherwise this would be my social death moment.

However, this also proves that there are still many eyes watching your every move in the dark, so it is never too much to be careful.

However, he was neither Han Paopao nor Li Gousheng, so he couldn't just frown and retreat behind the crowd. He had always been a person who held grudges.

Although I don't know who the real mastermind is right now, I'm not completely without a goal.

First, those former uncles and elders who used to fawn over the family and then turned on the family after the Genji Group went bankrupt are the best targets.

Traitors are often more hateful than invaders!

And another issue is that we can get the truth about some things from them.

The sudden disappearance of such a behemoth as the Genji Group could not have been easily accomplished by a single force; it must have been the result of cooperation among multiple parties.

Miwako Sato's research findings also illustrate this point.

The Genji Group is facing an invisible network, a result achieved through the combined efforts of the political and business sectors, and also with the cooperation of its own personnel.

And these former 'uncles' are, of course, the pragmatic collaborators.

“Uesugi Meisei, Haneda’s departure, and Itakura Hide…”

As Genda River slowly applied makeup in front of the mirror, he looked at the virtual screen in front of him, which only he could see. On it was a wall of photos of more than a dozen people, with detailed personal information below each person's photo.

This is all thanks to Zhizi. Zhizi can directly access the network, thereby accessing the cameras in these people's office areas and some office computers, and thus compile their detailed movement patterns.

If it weren't for the fact that Tomoko's information body couldn't leave Gendagawa's body for too long, Tomoko could even use sufficiently detailed data to perform big data calculations, making all his actions completely transparent.

This is the result of Tomoko's efforts over the past few days. The current actions were planned by Genda River before she was discharged from the hospital.

"Now we'll randomly select one lucky audience member."

He squinted slightly, his head was bulging and his belly was protruding—a common feature among these dozen or so people.

In the original owner's memories, he had a deep impression of them. Several of them often visited him, and some even watched him grow up and had hugged him.

Every time they came, these people had kind smiles on their faces, and their eyes were full of kindness as if they were looking at their own son.

But once something goes wrong, these people's true colors all change!

The cruelty and indifference revealed in those eyes, the malicious sarcasm and irony, deeply wounded the original owner's pride.

Like sharp swords, they pierced his heart, causing immense harm.

The reason why the original owner gave up on himself was directly related to their hypocrisy and cold-heartedness!

I had originally planned to lie low for a while and wait until I was strong enough before going to them to find out the truth.

Unexpectedly, the person behind the scenes was far more anxious than imagined, not only secretly poisoning him but also sending assassins to try and eliminate him completely.

Since that's the case, then don't blame yourself.

At this moment, the man in the mirror looked completely different.

Her silver-white hair hung down like a silver waterfall, and a purple moon mark appeared on her forehead, glowing slightly. Her golden eyes held a strange brilliance, and with the blessing of Water Breathing, it seemed as if a golden galaxy flowed within them!

At this moment, he stood up, wearing a robe with hexagonal plum blossom patterns and a frost-white longsword at his waist!

It was none other than Sesshomaru, the incomparably noble young master from Inuyasha!

A noble and mysterious aura, a cold and aloof gaze, sharp features, yet with a fierce and angular appearance!

Wherever he went, there was a chilling atmosphere, and his aura of arrogance and invincibility made Genda River, who was dressed in this form, feel a sense of awe and pleasure.

"No wonder this big dog was so popular back then; this outfit is really cool!"

He drew his long sword and swung it a few times, searching for Sesshomaru's cold and aloof feeling. The trepidation and fear of the impending killing actually began to disappear.

"Indeed, appearance can influence a person's state of mind. Vermouth's complex and mysterious aura is inextricably linked to her penchant for disguise."

"Yes, I've made my choice. It's him. Tonight is your death night, Itakura Hide!"

At this moment, his eyes were filled with coldness and ruthlessness!

Chapter 48 Itakura Hideo's Fear

The reason for choosing Itakura Hide is actually quite simple: among all the high-ranking officials who betrayed him, this person was the most shameless!

"Oh my, who's kneeling on the ground? Isn't that young master Genda?"

In his memory, Itakura Hide bent down to look at Gendagawa Genzo, who was kneeling on the ground and asking him for help. His small eyes were full of mockery and sarcasm, and his smug expression made his hateful fat face look like a sneer that made people's teeth itch.

It makes you want to peel that hateful face off and then chop it up and feed it to the dogs.

The other party, speaking in a mocking tone, kept rambling and stalling for time, wanting to see how the former prince was now kneeling on the ground begging for help.

If it were someone else who betrayed them, they would at least feel a little guilty or uneasy.

But this guy takes pride in betrayal; he's a prime example of despicable shamelessness!

Although the body has been replaced by a different soul, this intense hatred remains exceptionally clear, like a maggot clinging to the bone, never disappearing!

Therefore, completing the revenge is not only the wish of the previous incarnation, but also his wish, and it can also eliminate the previous incarnation's obsession, allowing him to have a clear mind.

With traitors in power, how can they possibly obey my will? Of course, I must wield my three-foot sword and behead all the enemy!

Under the cover of night, his figure moved lightly and nimbly, like a nimble cat, leaping gracefully between houses and streets.

His practice over this period of time has made his breathing technique more proficient, especially the changes in his body. The improvement that breathing techniques have on physical fitness is truly earth-shattering.

Take that assassin from before as an example. If Genda Gawa were to clash with that guy again now, he would not be in such a sorry state, and could even easily kill his opponent.

He ran through the alleys, using breathing techniques combined with some parkour skills. These parkour skills, selected by Zhizi, were extremely practical. Once combined with breathing techniques, they made his figure as light as if it didn't have any weight.

At this moment, Sesshomaru's white-clad figure floated silently over walls, railings, and eaves, far surpassing the skill of those so-called ninjas.

In the dead of night, in an extremely luxurious villa, in a very ornate bedroom.

The first thing that catches the eye is a luxuriously decorated bedroom. On the large bed, which is 2.5 meters long and 2.5 meters wide, two figures stand out: Itakura Hide and a beautiful woman.

Hideaki Itakura exhaled a thick cloud of smoke, his small eyes slightly narrowed, the faint glow of his cigarette flickering erratically, as clear as the red dot of a sniper rifle under the orange light.

This is Itakura Hide's home, but for a guy like Itakura Hide, there can't just be one 'home'. Or rather, it would be more appropriate to call this his 'golden house,' a golden house to hide a beauty.

He has several such "golden houses", but this is his favorite.

For a man with immense wealth, beauty is not an indispensable resource. On the contrary, for the super-rich, beauty is merely icing on the cake. What they are most obsessed with is gentleness and compliance.

The 'golden house' here is the place where he feels most at peace.

Because this woman is a very intelligent woman.

She knows what she wants and what she shouldn't ask for; a sense of proportion is extremely important for both men and women.

This woman undoubtedly met his requirements; she never made excessive demands, only asking for things within reasonable limits, always within his own acceptable scope.

Her submissive nature gave this middle-aged man a sense of imperial control, a feeling that was simply wonderful.

This is the life men desire most: to wield wealth and power outside the home and to receive the adoration and attentive service of women at home.

To be in control of the world when awake, and to rest one's head on the lap of a beautiful woman when drunk—how delightful!

"Mr. Itakura, do you have any other plans for tomorrow?"

Itakura Hide got up, put on his pajamas, and stretched his bulky body, his joints making soft cracking sounds.