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"Not only do you look like a beast, you also have the instincts of a beast in your heart."

Qingze complained and sighed, “Sometimes, I really envy your straightforwardness.

Tetsuji, what do you think of a man wanting to have two women? "

“The worst.”

Hojo Tetsuji answered truthfully.

Qingze touched his nose and smiled bitterly: "If that man was me, what would you say?"

Hojo Tetsuji thought for a moment and said, “Come on.

If you want to do that, you have to work harder than the average person."

Qingze complained about his double standards and said, "Zheji, you just said that kind of man is the worst."

Hojo Tetsuji vowed: "That's for other people.

I still understand what you said.

You are not the kind of wimp who shys away from responsibility because of fear of difficulties.

Since you want to pursue two people, you will definitely make them happy. "

"Haha, Tetsuji, if you were a girl, I might like you."

"Even though I'm a girl, I only like Sayuri."

Hojo Tetsuji answered firmly.

Qingze smiled and felt that this answer was really in Tetsuji's style.

"Tetsuji, thank you for your encouragement."

"You're welcome. You've helped me with a lot of things. If I were to thank you one by one, I wouldn't be able to finish saying those words tomorrow."

Hojo Tetsuji answered impatiently that he hated that kind of nagging thanks the most.

Qingze didn't say anything more, just waved his hand and continued walking down the stairs.

Before dealing with Caiyu's problem, he wanted to go and see the arsonist.

PS: Thanks to Ping Tianzhang for the reward.

Chapter 211 What is a Ninja without Sharingan?

Metropolitan Police Department, in the deepest room of the detention center.

Durant sat there.

He was 1.93 meters tall, with natural brown hair shaved into a buzz cut, deep facial features, sharp eyes, and a dark tan skin color that made it clear at first glance that he was not Japanese.

According to the information, he has no relatives alive.

His wife, children, and parents all died during a trip.

That trip also changed Durant's character, making him radical and eager to pursue justice.

This is the character design created by the CIA.

Durant was the first undercover agent chosen to approach Dio.

His true identity is only known to Jack and John from the Special Intelligence Investigation Department.

Furthermore, it was not clear to anyone that he was an undercover CIA agent.

He will not get any support from the CIA either, everything is to avoid Dio suspecting his identity.

Durant judged the time to be noon based on how hungry he was.

There was still no one delivering food to the detention center, which meant that the people sent by the right wing were likely to kill him at noon.

Durant was not surprised by this result.

If you want to become famous in the shortest time, you always have to pay a price.

That shrine is a symbol deliberately created by right-wing forces, symbolizing their evil ambitions.

Burning down that shrine would be a slap in their face.

For this reason, destroying the building would be more just and more likely to generate media coverage than assassinating the prime minister.

He wanted to show Dio his sense of justice.

Of course, to most Japanese, his behavior is unscrupulous and intolerable evil.

Under the distorted textbooks, most people are deceived by them, thus forming three views that make people speechless.

But that kind of teaching materials are only to deceive the fools who are pursuing happiness in education. The truth of history will never be changed because of Japan's self-deception and it will still be circulated outside.

Durant believes that Dio will never allow himself to be sentenced to death after seeing the news about him.

The time to approach yourself is likely to be noon or evening.

If it was at night, then his current situation would be very bad and he would have to find a way to survive the midday crisis.

He looked down at the silver handcuffs, deep in thought, how was he going to fight back against the assassins sent by the right wing?

Durant frowned slightly, and at this moment, he heard footsteps approaching from outside.

The air in the room gradually became more solemn and murderous, and it seemed that the killer had arrived.

He looked up and sighed in his heart. The killer arrived earlier than Dio, so he had to find a way to deal with him.

……

Da da!

Hattori Takayuki deliberately made his footsteps very loud.

As a ninja who has received modern training, his steps should be as light and silent as a cat's.

But that kind of pace is going to separate people.

If the target of assassination is staying in his own residence, he naturally has to be gentle and silent to avoid being noticed by the enemy.

But when it comes to prey in the cell, he would never approach it with such cautious steps.

He would just stomp on the ground hard to remind the other party that death was approaching step by step.

No matter how agile a mouse in a cage is, it cannot avoid being eaten by a cat.

He walked to the door of the target room and looked inside through the small window above the door.

"Rodrigo Durant, good afternoon, it's time for you to get on the road."

Durant looked up and saw a long horse face with thick eyebrows, triangular eyes, and a ferocious look in the small square window.

"You don't look like a police officer."

“Haha, after committing such a heinous crime, do you still want to wait for the normal trial process?

Before the media can question you, you will commit suicide out of fear of guilt.

A good charge, right?"

Hattori Takayuki had a smile on his face. The higher-ups would not allow people who committed such crimes to explain in public why they did so.

Once the explanation is given, their carefully fabricated lies will be exposed.

Lies are like paper and cannot withstand the piercing of anyone.

Only by letting Durant commit suicide out of fear of crime or hang himself out of guilt, can the incident be resolved as quickly as possible.

Countless dirty water will be thrown on him, turning him into a demon.

“I don’t think I made the wrong decision, but leaving that building in the world was the biggest mistake.

I have committed no crime!"

Durant responded to Hattori Takayuki in an impassioned voice. He didn't know whether Dio was watching nearby, but he knew that if he wanted to avoid exposing his flaws, he had to do his best to maintain his image of justice.

"You are nothing but an executioner. Those innocent passengers and staff were killed by your fire. Go to hell with your guilt towards them."

“It’s ridiculous. Those who want to visit such a place, and those who work in a building that has been soaked with the blood and flesh of countless people, and who present false history with a smug and solemn look on their faces, are all damned accomplices.

Their death is not worth it.”

Durant's voice was powerful and without a trace of remorse, like a hammer hitting a sheet of iron.

“You cannot decide life or death. It has already been decided. You will regret the crime you committed against them, and then die.

The deceased's family members came out to cry, the public expressed sympathy, and the farce ended just like that."

Hattori Takayuki was quite familiar with the following procedures and took out the key to open the door of the detention center.

"Look at your black clothes, are you a ninja?"

This simple sentence reveals the charm of a woman in a brothel asking if she wants to do it again.

But it made Hattori Takayuki's hair stand up.

He had received professional training and didn't think there was anyone in this world who could hide from his perception and suddenly appear behind him.

However, someone is doing this now.

Hattori Takayuki turned around quickly and found a tall blond man standing behind him.

A black vest on top and gold leather pants on the bottom.

The muscles in his arms are extremely strong, comparable to those of a normal person's thighs.

"Who are you?"

Hattori Takayuki questioned.

Logically speaking, apart from him, no one else can be in the detention center now.

Durant in the room knew that there was only one man who could show up at this time.

"Dior."

Hattori Takayuki frowned. He seemed to have heard this name before. Where?

After thinking for a while, he didn't come to a conclusion, so he gave up thinking about it. There was no need to remember the dead person's name.

Hattori Takayuki hooked the ring on his left hand with his index finger and pulled it outwards, and a crystal thread was pulled out from inside.

This is a special fiber wire coated with titanium. It is very strong and lightweight, and has cutting capabilities.

The skill that modern jonin must master is how to use lines to kill people.

Hattori Takashi said with a cold expression: "No matter who you are, since you have discovered my existence, I will send you to death.

This is the code of the ninja."

Qingze said slowly: "You don't even have a Sharingan, and you have the nerve to call yourself a ninja?"

"Shut up!"

Hattori Takayuki had a gloomy look on his face. He was a ninja, but not the ninja in Naruto, but the Koga ninja recorded in ancient Japanese history.

It's like the ancient version of agents, spies, assassinations and other shady tasks.

But the grading system of ninjas is not that different from that of Naruto. It is better to say that Naruto copied the grading system of Koga ninjas, but because of their great fame, many people think that they copied Naruto.

Hattori Takayuki was very annoyed by this.

What he hated most was outsiders relying on the knowledge in Naruto to dictate the strength of ninjas.

Because real-life ninjas can never be as powerful as the ninjas in anime. At most, they can use modern tools and brutal training to achieve things that normal people can't imagine.

But he couldn't make hand seals, spit fire, or create shadow clones.

The so-called ninja is just a little more patient than ordinary people.

……

"I'm going to wring your neck and see if you can keep talking nonsense."

Hattori Takayuki leaned forward, his slightly bent legs like springs, gathering strength in his whole body, and then he arched his back and burst out with strength in an instant.

He quickly went around Qingze's body, and the fiber thread in his hand naturally shook open and fell on Qingze's neck.

People behind.