My transformation into a beautiful girl started with a hemorrhage.

The reason Hui got angry...

Thinking this, Kouta's eyes filled with a violent, murderous light: "No matter who you are, you're dead!"

The thought of Hui being taken to that manor, and of what the people in that manor did to Hui, filled him with both pain and anger!

However, in addition to his anger, he was also very scared.

Don't be fooled by Hui's obedient, gentle, and seemingly dull appearance in front of him.

However, he knew that she also had a temper.

He is still shaken and doesn't dare to think about it. If Hui had struggled and fought back with all her might back then, would he still be able to see Hui alive now?

"As long as Hui is safe and sound, that's all that matters!"

"As long as people are alive, that's enough!"

"...It's good that you're alive!"

If he had to choose between "Hui being defiled" and "Hui dying," he would choose Hui to live without hesitation.

As for disdain or anything like that, he had no right to have such thoughts. After all, it was all his fault. He, Fujiki Kō, was too incompetent and couldn't protect his woman.

Kouta looked at the manor in the video and a cruel smile crept onto his lips.

He called home first to tell them he would be home late and that they didn't need to wait for him for dinner.

He had already resigned from his previous dessert shop a few days ago. Now he has no club activities, no part-time job, and plenty of free time.

—8 PM.

Sumida-cho, northeast of Aomori City.

Sumida-cho is located at the border of Aomori City's urban area and suburbs. It is less populated than the city center, close to the coast, with fresh air, mild winters and cool summers, making it a great place to live. The Shibamiya family's huge estate, covering 10,000 square meters, is located here.

It took Kouta a while to find this place.

Although no information about that huge manor can be found online or on maps, how could such a large manor possibly be hidden?

Kouta carefully examined the city planning map of Aomori City, specifically looking for large blank areas. After making two mistakes, he finally found this place.

The streets of Sumita-cho are all brand-new asphalt roads with convenient transportation, but there are very few cars and pedestrians. This is mainly because the Shibamiya family's estate is too large, covering tens of thousands of square meters, which completely encroaches on the commercial streets, shopping malls, and residential buildings, directly leading to the desolation of the area.

"Is that it!" Kouta murmured. He had already arrived at the sidewalk a few dozen meters away from the manor, looking at the more than five-meter-high wall surrounding the manor and the ancient Japanese-style buildings peeking out from inside the wall in the distance.

It's already October. In the Northern Hemisphere, it gets dark early in October. Although it's only a little past 8 p.m., it feels like the middle of the night.

However, the manor was unusually bright, not only with the landscape lights on the green plants everywhere, but also with the roofs of the ancient palaces, every part of which was illuminated.

Kouta also noticed the heavy security at the manor. The manor's walls ran right next to two wide two-lane roads, with no cover whatsoever. Every few meters along the walls, there were surveillance cameras monitoring the outside from above, and at the top of the walls, there were also invisible infrared beams...

With this level of security, there's no way they could be sneaking up on us.

Of course, this only stops ordinary people.

Kouta is no longer an ordinary person.

He looked around, put on a blue demon mask he had bought on the street, and then twisted his neck left and right.

Then, with a loud "bang!", the brand-new asphalt road cracked open, creating a small crater. He himself shot towards the wall like an arrow, and when he was still ten meters away from the wall, with another loud "bang!", the ground cracked open again, and he jumped forward more than ten meters high, landing inside the wall.

puff! !

The lush lawn mitigated the impact of the falling soil, so the sound was not loud.

"Who's there?" A patrol of men in black nearby approached after hearing the voice.

Then they saw a relaxed figure step out of the lawn as if taking a stroll and onto the path.

Lawn lights are scattered across the lawns here. These uniquely designed lights provide soft illumination, adding both beauty and safety to the green spaces. Furthermore, streetlights illuminate every few meters along every road within the estate…

Pitch blackness doesn't exist in this manor!

The patrol team leader, seeing the blue demon mask on Kouta's face, knew the newcomer meant trouble and immediately shouted, "Who are you? What are you doing here? Take off your mask!"

As he spoke, his hands were already on the pistol at his waist.

Swish! !

However, before he could react, the figure in the blue demon mask had appeared in front of him without him noticing. He felt a sharp pain in his neck, and then... he knew nothing more.

The group of people behind him were in a panic. What did they see?

What is that?!

Just a second ago they were six or seven meters away, but in the blink of an eye, the technique appeared in front of their captain and snapped his neck.

"A ghost? A ghost!!" someone exclaimed in surprise.

"Don't be afraid, everyone!"

"Ah, ah... um..."

Without any hesitation, Kouta punched these people in the head, each blow fatal.

To him now, these strong and muscular bodyguards seem so fragile!

They moved at a snail's pace, having already killed the entire squad; the fastest among them had only managed to disengage the safety on their pistols.

The hardest bones in their skulls could only provide his fist with a slight resistance!

It's as if these people are made of tofu, and if you brush against or touch them, they'll be missing limbs.

The ground was covered in blood, corpses, and splattered brain matter... He stared at the scene expressionlessly, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

'If it were my past self, killing these five specially trained gunmen would most likely have been a bloody battle with a near-death experience, and only by sheer luck would I have managed to win, albeit with only serious injuries!'

In his previous life, Kouta died in a stronghold of the "Company" organization. Although he killed more than a dozen people, they were all peripheral members, mostly thugs and gangsters who had handled guns very few times and had very low combat power.

The five people he killed tonight were not the "militia" from his previous life. The thick calluses on the inside of their thumbs and all ten fingers were a clear indication that they were highly skilled professionals.

Kouta looked up again at the five-meter-high wall not far away.

'No! My past self probably couldn't even get over this wall!'

'However... I am not the same as before!' Kouta looked at his spotless fist, where blood and brain matter could not leave a trace.

He loosened his fist, chose a direction, and walked towards the palace in the very center.

He still doesn't know who owns the manor, but there's no need to know; he can just kill them all.

It's important to understand that in an avalanche, no snowflake is innocent.

But he also knew that he couldn't kill everyone in there.

Because people have legs.

What if they run away and hide beforehand?

Geng Tai lacked the confidence to find someone in the vast sea of ​​people.

Therefore, he could only try to kill people of high status and position, preferably the leader of this place.

Chapter 308 Gas Explosion

at the same time.

A palace somewhere in the manor.

Shiba Miyamoto was having his meal inside. It was a huge, antique-style room where everyone sat on the floor covered with traditional Japanese tatami mats. The tatami mats were connected to a heating system, so the floor of the room, no, the entire palace, was warm and not cold at all.

This is a family banquet hosted by Shiba Miyamoto. The Shiba Miyamoto family has grown to a large number of people with many branches and sub-branches. The people eating here are all descendants of his lineage, most of whom were present at the meeting three days ago, such as Shiba Miyamoto Mayu, Shiba Miyamoto Kohei, Shiba Miyamoto Taro, Shiba Miyamoto Satsuma, Shiba Miyamoto Ryo...

This also includes Shibamichi, the father of the deceased Shibamichi Yosei.

He was sitting solemnly next to Chai Gongwu. Although his son had only recently died, there was no sadness on his face.

This is normal. After all, his marriage to Shiba Gongwu's mother was just a political alliance, and he had no feelings for her. Moreover, Shiba Gongyang himself was not close to him. In addition, he had many women outside and many illegitimate children, so naturally he had no feelings for Shiba Gongyang.

The meal with Chai Gongwu was very somber; no one spoke, and everyone ate in silence.

Chai Gongwu sat in the head seat, took a sip of fine wine, and said, "Has the murderer who killed Yang Sheng been caught?"

Upon hearing this, Shibamiya Kohei's hand trembled, and the sashimi he was holding with his chopsticks fell onto the table. He lowered his head and said, "Well, Master, I've already mobilized 90% of the police force from the Aomori City Police Department to conduct searches at all major traffic routes, and a large number of plainclothes detectives are also investigating in secret..."

“So, we haven’t caught them yet,” Chai Gongwu interrupted.

With cold sweat beading on his portly face, Shiba Miyako said in a trembling voice, "Well, well, the main problem is that the murderer was too cunning and cautious, and even created a false impression at the scene, so—"

However, they did not realize that they were going in the wrong direction.

Since they had no physical characteristics of the perpetrator, they could only search all the hotels, inns, deserted open spaces, and other places in Aomori City, and investigate all the outsiders.

They never even considered that the murderer was a high school student, so places like schools were immediately ruled out.

"Alright, I understand." Surprisingly, Chai Gongwu did not scold Chai Gonghangping.

Now in his sixties, he rarely gets angry anymore.

He knew that Chai Gonghangping had not yet gotten things done, not because he was being negligent, but because he was truly powerless.

He was originally mediocre, and the reason he was able to become the Superintendent General of the Aomori City Police Department was because of Shibamiya Takeshi's support and a large number of civilian elites who assisted him.

This model is somewhat similar to that of ancient emperors.

As the old saying goes: "Having mastered both literary and martial arts, one can sell one's skills to the emperor."

Although the Shibamiya family is not an emperor, they are practically local tyrants within Aomori City.

Throughout Aomori City, they directly and indirectly support countless district councilors, dozens of prefectural councilors, more than a dozen prefectural councilors, several high-ranking officials in their alliance, and even hold shares in the most authoritative media outlets…

Emperors don't need to be very capable; they can just delegate everything to their ministers. If one minister isn't good enough, they can just replace him with another. They can always find a suitable one.

Kohei Shibamiya is similar; he doesn't have any special skills, but a large number of graduates from prestigious universities will flock to become his subordinates or assistants, selling their wisdom and life experiences to help him solve his problems.

All Shibami Kohei needs to do is enjoy himself.

Therefore, Shiba Miyamoto knew that when Shiba Miyamoto Kohei said it was no good, it really was no good, and scolding him was of no use.

Chai Gongwu continued, "Increase manpower and intensify the search."

"Yes, yes!" Chai Gonghangping nodded in agreement like a chicken pecking at rice, determined to urge his subordinates to continue working overtime after finishing his meal...

Shiba Miyamoto's gaze shifted to another person, who did not sit at the table to eat, but instead knelt down to the side like a secretary.

He was Shibamiya Seiko, a retainer of the Shibamiya family. His original name was Sasabe Seiko, but because of his loyalty to the Shibamiya family, he was given the surname Shibamiya.