Mad Doctor No. 9

Wang Tian sneered and took out a few items from his backpack, which were a "small gift" given to him by Old Xu.

He stepped out of the elevator and went to the electrical control room in the underground parking lot.

Place the bomb on the main power source and several critical lines, then begin a five-minute countdown.

After saying that, he got into the black Honda and started the car.

Five minutes later, several muffled thuds sounded from the direction of the Yamamoto Building, and all the lights in the building went out, turning it into complete darkness.

The alarm blared through the night sky.

Wang Tian floored the accelerator, and the car weaved through traffic, heading straight for Lanshan.

Tsukimi Sanso is located on the western slope of Arashiyama, surrounded by high walls and bamboo forests, covering an area of ​​nearly 100 acres.

Judging from its appearance, this should be a resort for a wealthy businessman, but in Wang Tian's perception, there were no fewer than twenty auras inside and outside the resort, three of which were exceptionally powerful.

He parked his car two kilometers away and then walked there.

It was late at night, and there weren't many lights on inside the villa.

Wang Tian lay on a large tree outside the wall, using night vision goggles to observe the situation outside.

The resort consists of three parts: the front yard, the main building, and the back yard.

The main building is three stories high, with flying eaves and brackets, a typical Japanese architectural style.

The back garden has an artificial lake, a rockery, and a small island in the middle with a pavilion.

"The third floor..." Wang Tian recalled the notes in his journal, "The entrance should be inside the main building."

Just as he was about to climb over the wall, his eyes suddenly narrowed.

An old man walked out of a window on the second floor.

That's Yamamoto Musashi!

Wang Tianping focused his mind and concealed his aura.

As if sensing something, Yamamoto Musashi glanced at the woods outside the wall, paused for a few seconds, and then turned and went back to his room.

"Such a keen intuition," Wang Tian thought to himself, secretly alarmed.

Yamamoto Musashi's cultivation level was comparable to, or even surpassed, that of Chen Qingxuan.

A direct assault is out of the question; we'll have to outsmart them.

Wang Tian slid down from the tree and came to the other end of the villa.

This area is close to the back garden, so security is relatively weak.

He took out several silver needles from his pocket and opened his palm.

The fourth level of the "Dragon Transformation Technique" possesses a secret skill called "Hidden Dragon Concealment".

It allows one to briefly blend one's aura into the surrounding environment, making oneself invisible.

There are only three minutes left.

Wang Tian exhaled a breath of stale air and began to circulate his internal energy.

His figure gradually faded, as if blending into the night.

It silently scaled the wall and landed on the ground.

He walked close to the wall, avoiding the patrolling guards.

There were several wolfhounds in the manor, but the faint dragon aura emanating from Wang Tian made them tremble and dare not make a sound.

The back door of the main building is open.

Wang Tian slipped inside and entered the kitchen, only to find it empty.

Based on the architectural plans, the basement entrance should be near the storage room.

Wang Tian walked through the corridor and came to a thick wooden door. Behind him stood a tall figure.

The door has an electronic lock.

Wang Tian frowned.

Forcibly breaking the lock will trigger an alarm; you will need to find the combination or key.

Suddenly, footsteps came from the end of the corridor.

A middle-aged woman dressed as a maid walked over carrying a tea set.

Wang Tian darted away and hid in the corner.

The woman went into a room next to the storeroom, knocked on the door, and said, "Master, have some tea."

"Come in," Yamamoto Musashi's voice came from inside.

The woman pushed open the door and came in.

Taking this opportunity, Wang Tian walked to the door and peered inside through the crack.

Yamamoto Musashi knelt on the tatami mat in front of a low table.

On the table sat a Japanese sword with a black scabbard, exuding a chilling aura.

Wang Tian's pupils contracted slightly as he looked at Situ Jing, who was sitting opposite Yamamoto Musashi.

She changed into a kimono, her face showing respect: "Lord Musashi, I have made arrangements. The Hundred Demons Night Parade Formation has been set up on Togetsukyo Bridge. If Wang Tian dares to come, he will surely die."

Yamamoto Musashi picked up his teacup and said slowly, "Don't underestimate him. He's very strong. To survive Elder Bai and defeat Chen Qingxuan, he's no ordinary person."

"However, we came prepared this time," Situ Jing said confidently. "The Yagyu Sword Sect has three sword masters, the Koga ninja has ten, and Abe Ryuichi is personally overseeing the Abe Onmyōryō. Even if Wang Tian has extraordinary abilities, he can't escape."

Yamamoto Musashi nodded and said, "If we can obtain the fragments of the Kunlun Mirror, our formation will be restarted. At that time, the fate of China will undergo earth-shattering changes, and our Yamato will usher in a thousand-year golden age. And you, Situ Jing, will be the founding emperor."

Situ Jing looked intently at Yue Chong: "We are willing to die for you!"

Hearing this, Wang Tian felt a chill run through him.

These guys have far more treacherous ambitions than he anticipated.

The woman left, and Wang Tian followed closely behind.

As he turned the corner of the corridor, he struck with lightning speed, piercing the woman's nape with a silver needle.

The woman's body went limp, and he helped her up.

Wang Tian pulled her into the storage room, changed her clothes, then took a tray, pulled his hat down even lower, and walked towards the storage room.

The electronic lock in the storage room requires a fingerprint and password to open.

Wang Tian found an access card on the woman, but didn't know the password.

After thinking for a moment, he turned around, walked to the door, and gently knocked.

"Come in." Just then, Yamamoto Musashi spoke.

Wang Tian walked in and placed the tray he was carrying on the table.

Yamamoto Musashi and Situ Jing were engrossed in looking at the map and completely ignored him.

Wang Tian took the opportunity to glance at it; it was a map with the defenses of the Togetsukyo Bridge drawn on it.

Yamamoto Musashi waved his hand: "You can go now."

Wang Tian bowed and turned to leave.

Just as the door closed, he flicked his finger, and a small listening device was stuck to the door frame.

This is a device donated by Mr. Xu, which can transmit sound in real time.

Wang Tian walked to the door of the storage room and put on his headset.

The conversation in the tea room could be heard clearly.

"...The basement code is: 19450902," Yamamoto Musashi said. "Remember, do not let those three hostages get hurt in any way. These three hostages are our bargaining chips."

Situ Jing replied, "Hi!"

A glint of light flashed in Wang Tian's eyes.

On September 2, 1945, Japan surrendered.

Was Yamamoto Musashi's use of this code an insult or a warning?

With a "beep", the electronic lock opened.

Pushing open the door, you'll find a staircase leading underground.

Wang Tian took off his servant's clothes, returned to his original appearance, and silently walked out.

Three underground levels, a chill permeated the air.

Two armed guards stood watch at the top of the stairs.