The Buddhist way of life of Ke Xue Le Zi

Xinghaiyin parked the Harley not far from the target location, took out the key, leaned against the car body and lit a cigarette for himself.

Of course he knew that Rum's men would not sit still and wait for death, but he did not expect that the other party's methods were so efficient that they directly killed the staff and stole the uniforms.

This is certainly a feasible method, and the location is also very good.

After all, few people go to that utility room. If Scotland hadn't accidentally stumbled in there, it would have taken a long time for someone to discover the body.

But this was obviously not what he wanted to see.

So he gave Scotland the order, hung up the phone and focused on his mission.

He said it was not a difficult task, the only reason he had to come was because Rum had withdrawn all the staff.

Xing Haiyin put on white gloves, found a blind spot where there was no surveillance, and climbed up along the water pipe on the wall.

When he reached the second floor, he opened the half-open window and landed lightly without a sound.

But as soon as Xing Haiyin landed, he noticed that he was not the only one in the house.

This house is an old detached house, and seems to be the house of the teacher's parents, but the old couple had passed away long ago, so Chieko Taniguchi lives alone.

Because the house is old, even the slightest noise will make a noise.

When he just landed, there was a slight sound outside the room, like the sound of clothes rubbing against the wall, only a very short sound.

But in a quiet enough environment, no matter how small the sound is, it will be infinitely amplified.

Xing Haiyin narrowed his eyes, put one hand in his pocket and gripped the handle of the gun. He walked to the door calmly without concealing his footsteps.

The sound of approaching footsteps made the person hiding behind the other wall nervous, but Xing Haiyin did not hesitate at all and directly opened the door——

The two guns faced each other instantly.

Xing Haiyin saw the person leaning against the wall and raised his eyebrows.

The woman in the gray sweatshirt held the gun in both hands, her expression was very tense, and her beautiful eyes contained complex emotions.

He didn't need to look closely to know that this woman was not very calm, and the guns in her hands were even trembling slightly.

To put it bluntly, Xinghaiyin can beat twenty of such a character alone.

After seeing who was coming, his vigilance did not disappear, but his defense was not as high as at the beginning.

Even if he was attacked by surprise, there was no way a woman like this could succeed in hurting him.

"Breaking into someone else's home is a crime. Can you explain why you are here?" The woman's gun pointed at Xing Haiyin gradually steadied. Her rising emotions overwhelmed her rationality, making her a little excited, and she moved the muzzle of the gun forward.

"Then in what capacity are you questioning me?" In comparison, Xing Haiyin's attitude was quite casual, with his other hand even in his pocket.

"Former police officer, miss?"

Hearing this name, the woman's breathing slowed down for a moment, although she quickly adjusted herself and did not make any other reaction to this sentence.

But these are enough for Xing Haiyin to confirm the identity of the woman in front of him.

It just so happened that not long ago he had recalled this woman's husband, the man who handcuffed him to himself and forced him to look at photos of his wife.

So Xing Haiyin decided to let her go.

He dropped the gun and turned toward the stairwell.

The woman stood there in a daze for a moment, then she quickly took two steps forward and shouted, "Stop! Don't move!"

Xing Haiyin ignored her words. His expression was obscured by the mask and could not be seen clearly, but his tone was calm: "Don't use fake guns to scare people. Not all the organization's lackeys are as kind as your husband."

"Ms. Kuriyama Hoshiko."