Spy Wars: I'm the boss, who am I afraid of?

Her heart tightened and she hurriedly left the pharmacy, passing by the Japanese troops who were going upstairs. At that moment, her heart was filled with tension and vigilance.

The leader was Murakami Reinako, the ruthless Special High Technology Officer. Tang Xiaoxiao had met her several times.

Tang Xiaoxiao immediately stood at attention and saluted her with a standard military salute, "Hello, sir!" Her voice was firm and calm, trying to hide her inner panic.

Murakami Rinako just responded indifferently, glanced at Tang Xiaoxiao coldly, and then continued walking.

Tang Xiaoxiao looked at her back, and a dart in her hand flipped quietly between her fingers, as if it was her silent weapon, ready to attack at any time.

When Murakami Reinako's figure was about to disappear around the corner of the stairs, Tang Xiaoxiao's dart shot out like an arrow and accurately hit the unsuspecting special high-tech soldiers.

They fell down without even having time to let out a scream.

Tang Xiaoxiao walked over and calmly took the darts back from them, without any emotion on her face.

She had long lost her sympathy and compassion for these invaders, especially the members of the Special High Technology Department.

Then, she walked down the stairs slowly and returned to the familiar garden. She found the secret passage leading to the basement with ease and sneaked in quietly.

Tang Xiaoxiao's footsteps echoed gently on the familiar garden path. Every step she took seemed so cautious, as if she was afraid to disturb the tranquility here.

Entering the basement, she was immediately surrounded by the darkness and silence of the morgue.

Tang Xiaoxiao's eyes searched in the darkness and finally stopped on Xue Linyuan who was lying quietly on the floor.

His face was as pale as paper and lifeless, and he was obviously in a deep coma, which made her heart tighten.

"Uncle Xue, Uncle Xue," she called softly, walked quickly to his side, and carefully checked his injuries.

Xue Linyuan's body temperature was as hot as a furnace, which made her alarm bells ring. She knew that this might be a high fever caused by wound infection.

Tang Xiaoxiao took out a syringe and a box of penicillin from her arms.

She skillfully prepared the anti-inflammatory solution, took a deep breath, and injected Xue Linyuan.

The medicine slowly flowed into his body, hoping to curb the spread of the virus as soon as possible.

Then, she carefully undressed Xue Linyuan, exposing his injured part, and began to change the dressing for him.

After dealing with Xue Linyuan, Tang Xiaoxiao turned her attention to another injured person - Pinggang Shantai.

She gave him an injection of anesthetic to ensure that he would not feel pain during the subsequent operation.

The scalpel flashed a cold light under the light. Tang Xiaoxiao's hands were steady and powerful. Again and again, a dull "bang" sound was heard, and the bullet was taken out accurately.

Then comes the meticulous wound suturing, with each stitch being just right, preventing infection and ensuring wound healing.

Finally, she gave Hiraoka Santa an injection of anti-inflammatory medicine to ensure that his wound would not worsen.

Stepping onto the ground again, Tang Xiaoxiao's eyes were as cold as stars, and she was extremely determined. She decided to find trouble with the devils, otherwise it would be difficult to eliminate the hatred in her heart.

At this time, the hospital was like the center of a storm, and news spread like wildfire. The news that the director of the Special High Section's Intelligence Department, Murakami Reinako, had been murdered shocked everyone, and the mysterious disappearance of underground party member Xue Linyuan pushed the panic to its peak.

The gendarmerie responded quickly, blocking all entrances and exits of the hospital like an iron wall. The tense atmosphere was like thick fog, covering every inch of space.

"Baga, baga, we must find the murderer!" Fujiwara Ichiro's voice was like torn cloth, and every word was filled with endless anger.

After hearing the news, Director Hu Qianduo of the Special Agent Headquarters also hurriedly led the team to the scene, "Section Chief Fujiwara?"

Fujiwara Ichiro suppressed his emotions and said calmly: "Hu Sang is here!"

Hu Qianduo responded respectfully, "If you have any errands, I will definitely serve you. Please give me your orders, Chief Fujiwara."

"Mr. Tsuruta, what did you find at the scene?" Fujiwara Ichiro's eyes were like an eagle's, sharp and focused.

Tsuruta Saburo said in a deep voice, "The murderer obviously attacked from behind, and Director Murakami didn't seem to be on guard. Perhaps she knew the murderer, or at least was familiar with him enough that she didn't immediately become alert."

"You mean... the murderer might be one of us?" Fujiwara Ichiro's voice was low and full of disbelief.

At this moment, a soldier with sweat all over his forehead came hurriedly, "Section Chief, we found... a body in the garden."

"What? Whose body?" Fujiwara Ichiro asked harshly, his anger still unabated.

"A soldier from the Military Police, named Ikkoku Jung Hyuk-kang, was reportedly unwell today and has since disappeared."

"Damn it!" Fujiwara Ichiro clenched his fists, his anger almost igniting the air. "The murderer must have used his identity, disguised himself as him, and then killed Director Murakami." His words were like an order, instantly igniting the morale of the military police.

"Everyone, immediately launch a comprehensive search! Don't miss any details until the murderer is found!" Fujiwara Ichiro's voice echoed in every corner of the hospital, like a battle horn, announcing a manhunt that was about to begin.

His voice echoed in the empty hospital corridor like a war drum, stirring everyone's fighting spirit and foreshadowing that a fierce manhunt was about to begin.

And in the midst of this chaos, Tang Xiaoxiao's figure quietly arrived.

"Hu Sang, what do you think?" Fujiwara Ichiro turned to Hu Qianduo and asked for his opinion.

Hu Qianduo pondered for a moment and replied, "Chief Fujiwara, the possibility of an insider committing the crime does exist. But we should also consider external factors. After all, Xue Linyuan's disappearance may be related to this."

Fujiwara Ichiro nodded slightly, agreeing with Hu Qianduo's opinion, "You are right, we need to investigate two things at the same time. Tsuruta-kun, you are responsible for the internal investigation and find possible suspects. Hu Sang, you are responsible for finding Xue Linyuan to see if he is related to this matter."

"Yes, Chief." The two men took the order and acted quickly.

Tsuruta Saburo began to question the military police present, while Hu Qianduo led his men to search for Xue Linyuan. The atmosphere in the hospital was tense, and everyone was on edge, fearing that they would become the next target.

Tang Xiaoxiao hid in a dark corner, listening to their conversation, with the flame of revenge burning in her heart.

The name Fujiwara Ichiro left a deep mark in her heart. His existence was like a thorn, constantly reminding her of the pain of losing her loved ones.

Tang Xiaoxiao decided to get rid of Fujiwara Ichiro first and then kill Hu Qianduo.

She moved silently, avoiding the sight of the gendarmes, and shuttled through every corner of the hospital like a ghost.