Soon, candles were lit in every room of the villa.

Although the light of a candle is not bright, it is much better than darkness.

"Section Chief, the fuse for the switch is intact. We checked the wiring inside and outside the villa and found no obvious damage or breaks! The power outage is either due to a problem at the power station or a problem with the wires along the way!" The first captain of the action team quickly walked into the living room to report to Koizumi Tadanobu!

Koizumi Tadanobu immediately said, "Go call the power station and ask what's going on!"

"Hayi!"

The captain of Operation One agreed and walked to the phone, picked up the phone and called the power station.

The number was dialed, but there was no sound on the line, "Uh...what's going on?"

A captain couldn't hear any sound in the receiver, so he pressed the dial and microphone switch on the landline phone repeatedly, but there was no response at all. He put down the phone and checked the connection port, and there was no problem.

"Chief, the call can't be made!"

"What did you say? You can't even make a phone call? Even if there is a power outage, the phone should not be affected. The telephone line relies on batteries to power the switch!" Koizumi Tadanobu said in some confusion.

At this time, Tanaka Daiei said in a serious tone: "Koizumi-kun, I called during the day. It was sunny and cloudless all day, with no wind and no rain. But now not only is there a power outage, but even the phone can't be dialed. Don't you understand? This is not a natural phenomenon caused by the power outage and the phone is not connected, it's man-made!"

"The ghost has arrived, it must be nearby!"

After hearing what Tanaka Daiei said, Koizumi Tadanobu's expression became nervous and he gave up his contempt for ghosts, but he did not completely believe what Tanaka Daiei said.

After thinking about it, he immediately made a decision and ordered: "Captain One, send someone to drive down the mountain to call the power station and ask the reason for the power outage. If it's not the power station, have them send someone to check the lines!"

"Also, send another person to the military police hiding outside and have them rush to the villa!"

"Hayi!"

Two minutes later, a car drove out of the villa with two people in it, including the driver.

After watching the car drive out of the villa, Tanaka Daiei, who was standing at the door of the villa, couldn't help but say to Koizumi Tadanobu, "Koizumi-kun, if my guess is correct, these two people can't come back. They have no chance to call the power station, nor do they have the chance to tell the military police!"

“No one came to check the electrical and telephone lines, not even the gendarmerie.”

Upon hearing this, Koizumi Tadanobu turned to look at Tanaka Daiei and said, "Tanaka-kun, I know you might be right, but I can't not send them. What if they succeed? Even if they stay, what effect can they have? It's better to send them out. Maybe there's a glimmer of hope!"

The road down the mountain is not wide, just enough for one car to pass through, but the road is a very flat concrete road, and even heavy rain will not affect the passage of cars.

The car's headlights are very bright and can illuminate a long distance, but the mountain road is winding and the people in the car can only see a dozen or twenty meters.

At this time, the car turned a corner and the driver just stepped on the accelerator to speed up when a huge rock suddenly rolled down from the forest next to it.

"Be careful!" screamed the Japanese spy in the passenger seat of the car.

The driver turned the steering wheel in a panic but forgot to step on the brakes. The car rushed off the road and rolled continuously on the slope in the forest. Finally, it hit a big tree in a slightly flat area.

The completely overturned car was already smoking. The two Japanese spies in the car were completely motionless, and blood was constantly flowing out from under their bodies.

After about three minutes, the driver slowly opened his eyes and felt as if his whole body was falling apart. His legs were stuck and he tried to move in several directions before he got out.

Before the driver could completely climb out from under the upside-down car, he heard the sound of dead branches breaking nearby.

"Who?" The driver, his face covered in blood, asked in panic. Half of his body was lying on the ground, his lower body still in the car. His eyes were constantly observing the situation around him. His right hand reached to his waist to draw his pistol, but he touched nothing. The pistol that was originally inserted in his waist belt was gone. Maybe the pistol fell off his waist belt when the car rolled over just now, and he didn't know where it fell.

Without the gun, the driver became even more panicked and fear filled his heart.

"Crack, crack..." The sound of dead branches being stepped on kept coming, and the sound was getting closer and closer.

Hearing this sound, the driver became more and more frightened. He used all his strength to quickly climb out of the car, endured the severe pain all over his body, picked up a piece of dead wood from the ground, and with a nervous and alert look on his face, he took an attacking alert posture.

The car's headlights were still on, giving the surroundings some faint light.

Under the driver's gaze, Zhang Yunhe emerged from the darkness.

"Baga, what kind of monster are you?" The driver held the wooden stick in both hands and looked at Zhang Yunhe who suddenly appeared. He swallowed his saliva in fear and asked stutteringly.

"No, don't come over, don't come over!" the driver shouted, and seeing Zhang Yunhe approaching, he immediately swung a wooden stick at Zhang Yunhe.

Zhang Yunhe stretched out his left hand and grabbed the wooden stick, then punched the driver on the jaw with his right fist. The driver was instantly knocked out and crashed into the scrapped car.

With a "clang", the driver slid off the car and fell to the ground.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough"

Before the driver could get up, Zhang Yunhe had already arrived in front of him. He grabbed his collar with his left hand and lifted him up. He then pulled out his wrist blade with his right hand and swung his arm. The sharp blade instantly cut off the driver's neck.

"Puff", the headless corpse spurted out warm blood, splashing all over Zhang Yunhe's mask.

The Japanese were most afraid of being beheaded. Chopping off their heads had a strong deterrent effect on their psychology. Therefore, Zhang Yunhe often chopped off the heads of the Japanese when killing them and rarely left their bodies intact.

Zhang Yunhe squatted down again and looked at the Japanese spy who was pressed under the passenger seat of the car. The Iron Blood Mask automatically scanned his physiological activities. On the screen of the Iron Blood Mask, he saw that the heart of the Japanese spy in the passenger seat was still beating weakly, and all the blood in his body was rushing to the ruptured blood vessels in his neck.

Seeing the man's heart beating weaker and weaker and the carotid artery wound still bleeding, Zhang Yunhe knew that the man was not far from death. Even if he stopped the bleeding now, the only result would be death.

Zhang Yunhe took out the iron-blooded spear and stabbed it into the opponent's heart, doing a good deed and sending the opponent on his way.

He put away his spear, but was still thinking about what the two men were going to do after leaving the villa. He dragged the bodies out from under the car and searched both bodies, but did not find any suspicious items.

"I cut off the power lines and telephone lines. They must have been sent to find someone to repair the circuits and telephone lines. Or maybe they knew someone was coming and went to notify the nearby military?"

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