Reborn in 1993, Dark Sea

"Mr. Chen, I've finished explaining. I only know these 8 gestures. The other 9 weren't explained by the teacher during the training. I'm sorry, I can't help you with those now! But please keep your promise!"

After speaking, Igawa Jiro knelt down on the ground.

Zhou Xun looked at Igawa Jiro with a blank expression, but her heart was filled with doubt and uncertainty.

Just as Zhou Xun closed the door, Igawa Jiro took the initiative to introduce himself and asked for her surname.

Then Igawa Jiro said that he would answer Zhou Xun's questions truthfully, so that he could help Zhou Xun pass the killer test.

But in exchange, Zhou Xun also had to do him a small favor.

Zhou Xun agreed without much hesitation. Regardless of whether the other party was bluffing, she wanted to hear what he had to say first. So, Igawa Jiro readily explained to her in detail the eight interrogation hand gestures used by assassins.

"Go ahead and tell me, but I can't guarantee I can do it."

"You can definitely do it!" Igawa Jiro remained prostrate on the ground, not raising his head to get up. "Please tell your teacher that I, Igawa Jiro, am the son of Igawa Yu!"

"That's all?"

"Yes, that's all, please!"

"But I can't be sure if what you just told me is true. If you're lying, I'll be dead."

"Everything I'm saying is true, please believe me! And please tell your teacher what I've said, otherwise, Igawa Jiro and his companions will surely die here!"

"The controller may not necessarily kill you."

"No, he'll definitely kill us all. Otherwise, you should all have come in wearing masks!"

"Alright, I'll believe you this once. Say what you just told me again!"

"Okay! Thank you very much!" Jiro Igawa straightened up and once again explained to Zhou Xun the interrogation gestures of the Caos assassins in each area.

In the monitoring room, An Xiaohai had already compiled Jingchuan Xiong's name into a message and sent it to Mai Xiaoyu.

It's quite obvious that Igawa Jiro really mistook An Xiaohai for An Zhehao. The reason he said he was Igawa Yu's son must be because he thought that if An Zhehao knew this, he might let him go.

It's highly likely that Yu Igawa and Tetsuhiro Ahn have a good relationship.

At this point, An Xiaohai faced a choice: whether or not to confront Igawa Jiro.

If Ahn Cheol-ho manages to deceive Igawa Jiro, he'll be in deep trouble no matter what. But if he fails to deceive him, all his previous efforts will have been in vain.

However, there will be problems if we don't go to see Igawa Jiro.

Judging from the fact that Igawa Jiro dared to have Zhou Xun deliver a message, and considering his current behavior, he is quite confident that An Zhehao will let him go after hearing the news. If he doesn't go to see him, it might arouse his suspicion.

"Should I take this risk?" An Xiaohai thought quickly.

After Igawa Jiro repeated it once, Zhou Xun asked him to repeat it a second time. An Xiaohai could see clearly through the surveillance footage that Igawa Jiro's gestures were exactly the same in all three explanations.

Igawa Jiro is most likely telling the truth, otherwise he would be a genius.

After Igawa Jiro finished repeating it a second time, Zhou Xun left the small room, and Igawa Jiro struggled to crawl from the floor to the wall and sat down.

Zhou Xun arrived at the monitoring room quickly. An Xiaohai did not immediately talk to him, but carefully watched all the interrogations before slowly standing up.

"Uncle Zhou, I'm going to meet this Igawa Jiro. Please take a good look at him for me."

"Okay, go ahead."

Zhou Meng waved his hand, and An Xiaohai left the monitoring room and went to Igawa Jiro's small cubicle. When Igawa Jiro saw An Xiaohai push the door open and enter, he suddenly knelt down on the ground with some unknown strength.

"Raise your head," An Xiaohai's voice was as cold as ice.

Igawa Jiro slowly raised his head, but as soon as his eyes met An Xiaohai's, he quickly looked away.

"It doesn't look like it!" After a long while, An Xiaohai finally spoke again.

Igawa Jiro was so frightened that he prostrated himself on the ground again: "Yes, sir, people say I look more like my mother!"

"What I mean is, you're not like you were when you were a child!"

An Xiaohai has started gambling again.

Based on An Xiaohai's understanding of An Zhehao, it was impossible for him to have left any visual or photographic records with others. There was only one possibility that Igawa Jiro could recognize him: the two had met before.

However, judging from Igawa Jiro's reaction, the two didn't seem to have met recently; it must have been quite some time ago. Igawa Jiro also mentioned his father, Igawa Yu, suggesting that he likely met An Zhe-hao with his father.

Furthermore, the fact that Igawa Jiro asked Zhou Xun to pass on a message suggests that he believed it was perfectly normal for An Cheol-ho not to recognize him.

There is only one explanation: he was likely the same person he met with his father, Igawa Yu, when he was a child. Only this explanation makes sense.

Sure enough, Igawa Jiro crawled even lower.

"Over the years, Jiro has undergone countless training sessions, and his appearance has changed drastically. I succeeded! I achieved my dream from back then and became a Caos in the Greater Japan region!"

"You are not qualified, otherwise you shouldn't be here."

"My lord, you are right, Jiro is ashamed! But I am honored to have been defeated by you!"

"You want me to let you go?"

"No, a failed assassin doesn't deserve to live! I only beg you, sir, to have my body taken back to my hometown and returned to my father!"

An Xiaohai didn't reply, staring at Igawa Jiro, who was lying prostrate on the ground, for nearly two minutes.

"Alright, I won't kill you. I'll get the best doctors to heal your wounds and let you go back completely unharmed. I believe your father will punish you."

"Thank you! Thank you, esteemed sir!"

Although Igawa Jiro was lying prostrate on the ground, An Xiaohai could not see his expression, but he could feel his excitement; his body was trembling slightly.

An Xiaohai stared at Igawa Jiro for a while longer before finally turning away. Igawa Jiro seemed to have all his strength drained away and collapsed to the ground.

Back in the monitoring room, An Xiaohai remained silent, his brow furrowed.

"What's wrong, Xiao Hai? I looked very carefully just now, and this guy doesn't seem to be lying," Zhou Meng asked in a low voice.

"I'm not worried about him lying..." An Xiaohai sighed softly and shook his head. "He's really terrifying. These Caos assassins are far inferior to those he trained..."

"Alright, Uncle Zhou, we need to get back now. I need to take a copy of the surveillance footage with me; please give them a copy if their people come over."

As An Xiaohai spoke, he stood up, and Zhou Meng also stood up.

"Okay, you guys go ahead, be careful. I won't see you off, I'm worried about you, I need to stay here and keep an eye on things myself."

"Uncle Zhou, you should also be careful. I'm sorry, this time... I used you as bait."

"Don't pretend, kid! We've got you wanted nationwide, are you trying to get revenge on us? Don't worry, I'm in the army, I'll kill as many of them as they come!"

As for Lao Zhou and Tie Jun, if anything happens to them, you'd better wash your ass and wait to die!

"Don't worry, they'll be fine."

"Alright then, take your men and get out of here. Hurry up and finish dealing with these people, then come to my house for dinner! You little brat, you promised your aunt you'd come over for dinner, how long has it been? She's been nagging me about it every day!"

"My aunt still talks about me; I'm a wanted criminal nationwide..."

"Do you think your aunt is stupid? She insists that you are the same as Jianguo and the others, and even claims that I am the one who did it behind your back! She has ignored me ever since the day you got into trouble. Now when I go home, I can't even get a hot meal. What a tragedy!"

"Alright, get lost. Bury these bastards and go home, this is ridiculous!"

After Zhou Meng finished speaking, he walked away with his hands behind his back. An Xiaohai felt a little sore, so he quickly took a deep breath, got into the car with his entourage, and the car soon returned to the heliport.

As soon as he got out of the car, An Xiaohai saw two familiar figures standing near the helicopter, facing the sea.

An Xiaohai told the others to wait where they were and jogged forward.