Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before slaying the dragon

The figure nodded silently, like a doll that obeyed orders. He took off his hood and mask. At this moment, a bolt of lightning happened to flash outside the window, shaking the window. The face of the man in the white coat was illuminated by the pale arc of light for a moment... What was creepy was that he actually had the same face as the old man on the hospital bed!

Not only are their faces the same, but their missing facial features are also the same: the one eye, the empty ears, the crisscrossing scars on their face... even every wrinkle on their face seems to have been carved by the same craftsman using the same chisel, following exactly the same trajectory, and using absolutely precise force. This goes against the laws of nature. Even twins cannot have identical faces, and even the world's top plastic surgeons can hardly do such a thing.

"Perfect! What a perfect work!" The old man on the hospital bed couldn't help but applaud, his applause and cheers drowned out by the rolling thunder. "Those foolish leaders of the former Soviet Union should really feel sad and heartbroken for banning my great gene cloning and facial replication experiments with their bullshit theories about protecting human rights and morality! My technology is ahead of anyone else in the world! They missed the chance to use this technology to win the war and conquer the world!"

The figure in the white coat came to the side of the bed, helped the old man to get up, and began to take off his patient clothes. He also began to take off his clothes until both of them were completely naked, and then he exchanged their clothes.

The old man on the hospital bed put on a white coat that looked like a doctor. He stood by the bed and fastened the buttons with one hand. The figure that came later sat on the bed where the old man had been. This was a perfect substitution of a cat for a prince, as if the dying person had found the most perfect scapegoat.

"Did you resolve everything neatly on the way here? Did you leave any loopholes?" The old man in a white coat asked while putting on a mask and a hood.

The figure in hospital gown on the bed nodded first, then shook his head.

"Very good. Someone has given me the fingerprints and the flesh and blood containing the genes of those guys in Cassel. They are in a vacuum bag under your pillow behind you." The old man asked the figure, "Do you know how to use them?"

The figure on the bed nodded silently.

The old man walked to the metal cart pushed by the figure. He lifted the white cloth covering the cart, and the things in the cart were exposed to the air... They were not medicines, but jars with skull logos. The material of the jars looked like glass and metal, very special.

The cans are filled with white phosphorus and thermite. Once these things are hit violently and generate high temperatures, a huge explosion will occur. The entire ward will quickly turn into a sea of ​​fire, and everything in the ward will be engulfed by the extremely high temperature flames.

Moreover, once this incendiary agent containing phosphorus powder falls on human skin, it will directly penetrate the skin and flesh and burn all the way to the bones. It can be said that it will not stop until the death. This cruel incendiary bomb was banned by various countries as early as World War II because the pain it caused to the human body was too cruel, but at the bottom of the black market, it has actually been traded by arms dealers and thugs who ignore the law and humanity.

"This kind of violence always looks beautiful. Now all the preparations are ready." The old man's tone was cold. "Do the people at Kassel Academy think that by moving the pawn of Yuan Zhisheng, they can completely disrupt my plan? But in the end, the spearheads of the Snake Eight Families will still point at them. This is a conspiracy that is openly displayed, but no one will find the flaws. It's time to abandon the identity of Tachibana Masamune. The death of a former patriarch in exchange for the confrontation between the Snake Eight Families and Kassel Academy is a good deal no matter how you look at it."

As the old man spoke, he walked towards the window. He moved very slowly because he was limping.

"Very interesting! Very interesting! I'm tired of facing those idiot brothers every day in Japan. I haven't met such interesting guys in a long time. This reminds me of twenty years ago... Lu Mingfei!" The old man stood at the window, looking at the huge city of Tokyo and muttering to himself incoherently, as if he were possessed by a demon. "It is because of such obstacles that my plan seems meaningful! It is because of such enemies that the greatness of my plan is highlighted! Since you have kidnapped my container and hidden it so that I can't find it, why don't you personally replace your beloved girl and become the most decayed piece of bone in the Yellow Springs Road!"

"But it remains to be verified... Whether that child is useful remains to be verified." The old man murmured, "By the way, how did that young man named Lu Mingfei know Uesugi Eriya? And why did Uesugi Eriya trust him so easily? It's really confusing... It's really confusing..."

Suddenly, the sound of helicopter propellers cutting through the air was heard, shaking the window glass. A helicopter with the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department logo painted on it flew to the window and threw a ladder to the window of the old man's ward.

The old man in front of the window was finally awakened from his thoughts. He realized that the play had come to an end. It was time to say goodbye to the family he had painstakingly built for so many years. The heroes of the Eight Clans of Sheqi died in such a cruel and undignified way, which would most arouse the resentment of those "family members", right?

The old man showed no sadness. He simply turned his head and looked at the figure lying on the bed that looked exactly like him. He gave his final instructions: "Prepare everything, and then die in the most cruel way possible! Your sacrifice will become the most important turning point in this great moment! Those who carefully observe the commandments will preserve their lives; those who neglect their ways will perish!"

The figure on the bed nodded one last time.

The old man smashed the window glass and used his broken body to grab the cable ladder dropped by the plane with great effort... When the helicopter completely moved away from Genji Heavy Industries, a huge flame and roar broke out in the ward where the old man had been.

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Just after midnight, the shrill alarm of Genji Heavy Industries pierced the rainy night, and the building was completely closed. The entire Sheqi Eight Families were in chaos.

This building, located in the most prosperous area of ​​the new dormitory district, has been operating in an orderly manner since its construction. Like a hard and straight flag, it represents the benchmark of the Japanese underworld. It is rare for chaos to require the building to be blocked. However, in the past month, this iron-clad building has encountered the highest level of blockades twice in a row, which indicates that a storm is coming and even the foundation of the Japanese underworld family is beginning to crumble.

The last time Genji Heavy Industries was blocked was because Deadpool's frenzy suddenly broke out inside the building, and this time it was because of an explosion in the building... A very important person died in the Genji Heavy Industries building.

The deceased was the former head of the Snake Eight Clan, Tachibana Masamune.

Inside the main hall of the Genji Heavy Industries Awakening Temple, the heads of the eight Yaki families knelt on the hard floor. They wore black-patterned tsukiyas, black-sheathed short swords at their waists, and black sashes on their foreheads. Even the only female head of the family, Nanami Sakurai, wore a hey-sode, and her slender calves exposed outside her skirt were wrapped in black stockings.

They were dressed in black from head to toe. In Japan, people only dress like this when attending funerals. Every head of the family lowered his head, said nothing, and his face was full of grief and sorrow. The scene was solemn, like a memorial service.

Fuma Kotaro, the most senior member of the family, looked up at the head of the conference table. The three seats belonging to the top three families were all vacant. One of the old men would never come back. At this moment, only the five heads of the lower five families were present. This made Fuma Kotaro, as an old man, feel sad that everything had changed and people had changed. It was like the samurai in the shogunate era who would go to war and every time they returned from the battlefield, they would suddenly find that a group of familiar comrades around them had fallen, and the new ones had replaced the old ones, with only the tattered flags still fluttering in the dust.

With the awakening of the "God", the war will surely intensify. I wonder if the number of family heads attending future meetings will decrease, and I don't know whether the Eight Clans of Sheqi can survive this unprecedented storm.

The door of the Awakening Temple was pushed open. The family heads looked up and saw a young man in a black windbreaker rushing over. Behind him was the wind and rain raging in the city. The lighted windows on the tall buildings were like candles in the hazy wind and rain. The young man's figure revealed an inexplicable fatigue.

"Sorry, I'm late." Yuan Zhisheng said in a low voice, and the door of Xingshen Temple slowly closed behind him.

Gen Chisheng took off his shoes without any formality and walked very quickly. He didn't even have time to wipe his feet. His trouser legs soaked by the rain left a series of water stains on the precious tatami of the main hall, but none of the family heads showed any expression of disgust or blame towards Gen Chisheng. Even when Gen Chisheng only wore a white lining and a black windbreaker to attend today's meeting, no one said that he didn't know the rules, because he was really too busy. It wasn't that Gen Chisheng was impolite, but that he simply had no time to change clothes. The family heads all knew how difficult it was to govern a family in war, and this young man was the most burdened person among them.

Yuan Zhisheng had just taken his seat at the head of the conference table when the heads of the families looked at him with either concern or sorrow.

"Head of the family..." Sakurai Nanami spoke slowly. The beautiful woman looked a little haggard. "Mr. Masamune..."

"The body has been taken away. The best doctors in the medical department are currently conducting tests on it. They might even perform an autopsy if necessary." Gennosuke shook his head at Sakurai Nanami. "But honestly, the chances of finding any useful clues are slim. I've already seen the body; it was burned beyond recognition."

"Asshole! Everyone knows what Mr. Masamune means to our family. This is a naked provocation to us, the Eight Snake Clan!" Miyamoto Shio slammed his fist on the tatami. "Was it the work of the Oni Clan? The final war is about to begin. They killed Mr. Masamune, who meant so much to our family, in order to demoralize us!"

"Judging from our perspective, the biggest suspect is indeed the Oni Clan, but there are too many inconsistencies and mysteries to sort out, so we can't jump to a conclusion so quickly." Minamoto Chisei shook his head. "I just returned to the Genji Heavy Industries Building from the front lines on the Tamagawa River. I quickly took a look at the body before rushing to the Awakening Temple. We'll have to wait for the autopsy report and gather more information before we can narrow down the suspects."

"Morale and face shouldn't be the most important issues right now," Fuma Kotaro said solemnly. The old man's expression was as solemn as a frost. "What we should be thinking about now is, after Deadpool's attack on Genji Heavy Industries, the security and safety measures at the Genji Heavy Industries building were all heightened. How could someone still sneak into Genji Heavy Industries and kill one of the heads of our three upper families?"

"Kaguya-hime." Minamoto no Chisei called out to the void.

Chapter 504 Scapegoat

"Yes, head of the family." Following Minamoto Chisei's call, a woman's clear voice rang out in the main hall of Awakening Temple.

A huge white curtain slowly rolled down from the back of the main hall. The heads of the families looked over and the curtain lit up with a projection that was divided into more than a dozen pictures. The pictures were shot from the perspective of surveillance cameras, and the cameras were all located on the floor of the ward where Masamune Tachibana was.

Yuan Zhisheng raised a hand, signaling silence. The family heads all kept silent, even holding their breath, their eyes fixed on the image on the giant white screen.

Footsteps were heard, and the time in the upper right corner of the screen was 11:50 p.m. A figure in a white coat appeared at the top of the screen as he walked out of the elevator.

Gen Chisheng looked intently and saw the face of the figure in the white coat clearly. It was the exclusive doctor assigned to Tachibana Masamune by the Sheqi Eight Families Medical Department. The doctor was walking towards the pharmacy where the medicines were kept.

There is nothing wrong with this video, because in the past few days, Tachibana Masamune's doctors have been acting according to this time trajectory, going to the pharmacy to get medicine between 10:45 and 10:55, and then completing the dressing change for Tachibana Masamune before the clock strikes twelve. After that, no one will disturb Tachibana Masamune's rest all night long. The dressing change work during the day is around nine in the morning and around five in the evening, three times a day. Everything is arranged according to Tachibana Masamune's living habits.

At 11:52, the sound of friction between the wheels of the cart and the marble floor was heard, and a figure in a white coat appeared in the middle of the screen, pushing a metal cart. It was the same doctor, walking towards Tachibana Masamune's ward.

At 11:53, in the picture at the bottom of the screen, the doctor pushed open the door of Tachibana Masamune's ward and walked in with a cart. At 11:56, the doctor came out again with a cart. The cart was empty. The medicines were probably left in the ward. The doctor returned the cart to the pharmacy and took the elevator to leave this floor.

"Is there something wrong with this video?" Sakurai Nanami frowned slightly. "There's absolutely no sign in the video that Mr. Masamune has been murdered."

"Look at the date on the video." Inuyama He pointed to the upper right corner of the screen and reminded, "This is the video from the day before the accident."

"Yes, this video is provided to each family head for comparison." Kaguya's voice sounded, "The next video to be played is the surveillance video from ten minutes before yesterday's accident, that is, forty-five minutes ago."

The image on the screen flickered and footsteps were heard. It was still the same doctor who appeared at the top of the screen. The time was 11:45 pm. The doctor walked towards the pharmacy. Except that the time tonight was a few minutes earlier than the day before, this surveillance video was almost the same as the previous one.

The difference occurs when the doctor enters the pharmacy. The images on the monitor change minute by minute, but the door of the pharmacy is not opened for a long time.

"What's going on? It took a lot longer to get the medicine this time than the day before, didn't it?" Fuma Kotaro stared at the screen and asked in a deep voice, "Is he dispensing the medicine on the spot in the dispensary this time?"

"No, every prescription is prepared the day before and placed in a fixed location on time and in the correct dosage, so you can pick it up whenever you want. There's no need to dispense it on site," Yuan Zhisheng whispered. "The devil is in the changes. That doctor takes no more than two minutes to get the medicine every day, but this time, he still hadn't opened the door to the dispensing room after ten minutes. Something must have happened in that room during that time."

The door of the pharmacy finally opened at 11:58 pm. The family heads stared intently at the center of the screen, trying to see if they could detect any changes in the doctor, but the next moment everyone was stunned... because the picture in the middle of the screen was black.

At the moment the white door of the pharmacy was pushed open, the picture recorded by the camera in the corridor facing the pharmacy suddenly became dark, and colorful spots of light flashed in the black picture... It felt like watching a suspenseful TV series on an old color TV with relish, and the true identity of the villain behind the scenes was about to be revealed in the next second, but just when the shot switched to the villain, the TV suddenly short-circuited, and all that was left was black and white snowflakes flashing on the TV screen.

"What happened?" Looking at the pitch-black surveillance footage, Sakurai Nanami couldn't help but frown and asked, "Did someone hack into Kaguya's system?"

"No, after Kaguya's defense system was upgraded, almost no one in this world could hack into it, unless they were super AIs like Kassel Academy's EVA, which possessed far greater computing power than Kaguya." Miyamoto Shio denied Sakurai Nanami's statement. He analyzed it from a professional perspective, "Did you all see that? The surveillance camera didn't lose the footage, but it went black. And it wasn't completely black. The occasional light spots that drifted across the camera indicated that the surveillance video frequency band was interfered with the moment the pharmacy door was pushed open."

"Under what circumstances would such interference occur?" Sakurai Nanami looked at Miyamoto Shio.

"Both natural and human factors are possible. Perhaps lightning struck the surveillance camera's circuit, but the probability of this happening is only 0.002 percent, or 0.2 in 100,000." Miyamoto Shio explained, looking at Sakurai Nanami. "Human factors are also possible. Perhaps someone was carrying a giant electromagnet, causing nearby electrical appliances to malfunction. But to affect the camera's image two meters away, the diameter of the magnet must be at least one meter, or it could be a deliberately constructed electromagnetic jammer. We at the Ganliu Research Institute have conducted similar experiments, but this requires extremely advanced and precise technology."

"In this case, we can conclude that it is a human factor." Fuma Kotaro asked, pointing at the picture on the screen.

Miyamoto Shio turned his head to look at the screen. On the screen, the surveillance images in the corridor from the pharmacy to Tachibana Masamune's ward went black one after another... It wasn't that all the images turned black, but after the next image turned black, the previous image flickered twice and then returned to normal. However, there was no human figure in the restored image, only the sound of footsteps and the friction of the metal cart's wheels on the marble floor gradually fading away.

In short, there is at least one surveillance camera that cannot see the picture. Everyone knows that someone walked past there when the picture turned black, but no one knows what that person looks like, just like a ghost that can take away the light floating through the corridor at night.

"It's basically certain that this person is carrying some kind of device that can disrupt magnetic fields." Miyamoto Shio's expression became more serious than ever. "This was a premeditated assassination, and the assassin is very familiar with the internal structure of Genji Heavy Industries. The device he carries has a very precise control over the range of magnetic field interference, which means he carefully calculated the spacing between the cameras in our Genji Heavy Industries corridors."

"How come there was such an abnormality inside Genji Heavy Industries, and Kaguya didn't even activate the alarm?" Fuma Kotaro's snow-white eyebrows wrinkled into a straight white line.

"Last night was a torrential downpour with heavy rainfall and unusual thunderstorms. System records show four lightning strikes landed within a hundred meters of the Genji Heavy Industries Building. In such extreme weather, a brief circuit malfunction is normal. The system didn't detect any intruders, so no alarm was sounded," Kaguya replied. "The system did send alerts to Mr. Masamune's phone last night regarding abnormal weather and monitoring circuit malfunctions, but he blocked them."

Hearing that the system alarm was manually blocked, none of the family heads thought much about it. After all, after Tachibana Masamune retired to the second line, his personality became very indifferent. Now he was injured. It was normal that he didn't want to be disturbed by the alarm in the middle of the night, so he blocked it casually. After all, the climate and circuit problems were not a big deal... Only Gen Chisheng had a fleeting look of strange light in his eyes when he heard this.

"Since they know which floor and ward of Genji Heavy Industries Mr. Masamune was assigned to, this means the assassin is likely a traitor within the family." Sakurai Nanami's eyes narrowed, "Or perhaps someone within the family who knows the inside story leaked the information."

"What about the explosion and fire?" Ryoma Genichirō suddenly asked. "I heard the explosion was quite large, with the violent vibrations felt three stories away. The fire was also fierce. To cause an explosion of this magnitude would require tons of explosives. How did the enemy get the explosives into the ward?"

"Could it be the power of some kind of word spirit?" Sakurai Nanami asked. "A violent explosion accompanied by a fierce fire... As far as I know, there's a word spirit on the existing word spirit periodic table that can perfectly achieve this."

"'Jun Yan', Chu Zihang of Kassel Academy is the owner of 'Word Spirit Jun Yan'." Miyamoto Shixiong looked at Sakurai Nanami, "Do you suspect that the person who assassinated Mr. Masamune is from Kassel Academy?"

"Be quiet."

Yuan Zhisheng, who had been silent all the time, suddenly spoke. He clapped his hands lightly, and the heads of the families who had been talking suddenly quieted down. Everyone looked at him, while Yuan Zhisheng looked at the picture on the screen without saying a word.

"Kaguya-sama, replay the two videos from the pharmacy to the ward, and turn the volume up to three times its original volume." Genjisheng turned and looked around at the five family heads. "This time, while the videos are playing, I expect you to maintain absolute silence."

The family heads held their breath, and Kaguya played two video clips at a higher volume as requested by Minamoto no Chisei.

After the video finished playing, Yuan Zhisheng asked in a low voice, "Did you notice anything unusual?"

"It's not the same person," Fuma Kotaro said seriously. "Although no one could see the face of the man who came out of the pharmacy on the day Mr. Masamune was murdered, this guy is obviously not the same doctor as the previous one. The size and frequency of their footsteps are different, and the sound of the cart rolling over the floor is also different. The second time the sound was deeper, and it seemed that there was something heavy on the cart."

"Patriarch Fengma is right. The doctor was replaced in the pharmacy. We all guessed that. But the friction between the cart and the floor has also increased. An assassin wouldn't bring medicine to Mr. Masamune's ward. I think we can assume that the cart contained the weapon used to blow up the ward." Yuan Zhisheng continued, "Then I think Chu Zihang's suspicion can be ruled out."

"Why?" Sakurai Nanami was puzzled.

"Of all the families here, I have the most contact with Chu Zihang, so I understand him well," Yuan Zhisheng said. "With the 'Sovereign Flame,' Chu Zihang is a mobile incendiary bomb. He doesn't need to prepare extra explosives. Furthermore, Chu Zihang is someone who strives for ultimate efficiency. If he wants to assassinate someone, the better method is to slit their throat with his blade, rather than sneaking in secretly and then killing them with such a high profile that everyone knows."

"The cause of the fire in Mr. Masamune's ward has been analyzed," Kaguya's voice rang out. "White phosphorus and thermite were detected in several locations throughout the room. The initial diagnosis is that the fire was caused by an incendiary bomb explosion."

Gen Chisheng nodded. The test results coincided with his analysis... but Kaguya's next words made Gen Chisheng's face change.

"The autopsy report is complete. Based on the body's genetic match, it's confirmed that the deceased is Tachibana Masamune himself. The cause of death was blood loss from a fatal wound to the throat," Kaguya reported meticulously. "Flesh and blood different from the deceased's was found between the five fingers of the deceased's right hand. This suggests that the deceased may have experienced a struggle and resistance before his death. Through genetic comparison, the flesh and blood between Mr. Masamune's fingers came from Chu Zihang, a specialist at Kassel Academy."

The family heads were in an uproar, and their eyes fell on Yuan Zhisheng, the head of the family. Yuan Zhisheng was stared at by the family heads with suspicion or doubt, and his expression was as ugly as if the news of his wife's adultery was revealed to the world.

"This should be considered as irrefutable evidence, right?" Miyamoto Shio, who has less experience among the family heads, looked at the expressions of the other family heads.

"Head, perhaps you trust the people of Kassel Academy too much." Sakurai Nanami said to Yuan Zhisheng earnestly, "It is true that Caesar and Chu Zihang once saved the Eight Snake Families from danger, but this does not mean that Kassel Academy and the family are on the same side, because the family still has a role to play for them. They want to kill 'God', which is also our goal. But when 'God', our common enemy, is eliminated, perhaps we, the descendants of the White King, will become the next targets of Kassel Academy!"

"Perhaps they want to control us," the usually taciturn Ryoma Genichirō also expressed his opinion for the first time. "The head of the Uesugi family was taken away, and Mr. Masamune was killed. Mr. Masamune was a staunch opponent of the secret party. After the core forces of the Snake Eight Families have been completely wiped out, after this incident is over, we may be turned into a complete Japanese branch of the secret party!"

Chapter 505: The Conspiracy That Cannot Be Overturned

Yuan Zhisheng was about to speak, but suddenly stopped himself.

He really wanted to make public the secret that Lu Mingfei had told him about the identities of Tachibana Masamune, Wang Jiang and Herzog, but now was not the right time to say it... Since the other family heads had already subconsciously suspected that Kassel Academy was the instigator of the assassination of Tachibana Masamune, no matter how he spoke up for Chu Zihang and the others, it would seem like he was covering up for them.

Gen Chisheng felt helpless. So this was the responsibility of being in a high position... Gen Chisheng suddenly thought that the man named Tachibana Masamune had indeed deceived him a lot, but only one of his words was right.

"Many people think that those in power are decision-makers, and decision-makers are those who have the ultimate say. But in fact, those people are wrong, because as you gain a higher position, you gradually lose your say."

Just like the Prime Minister can only say that society is developing and policies are improving, the Emperor can only say that the people live and work in peace and contentment, and the President can only say that the economy is running steadily and the world is stable and peaceful... But is this really the case? Wars are still raging in places that most people cannot see, people in the gutter will always live in the gutter, and people in this world starve to death or freeze to death every day.

"Don't those in power know all this? They know it better than anyone else, but they can't speak of it because they're under countless scorching gazes. Every word they utter is what people expect them to say, and every decision they make is forced upon them by their position... The patriarch is no exception. So, in a sense, status and power are also shackles and fetters. There have indeed been dictatorial tyrants in the world, but every one of them ultimately ended up in an extremely miserable state."

"The essence of the world is actually a cage, and everyone is a puppet inside it. The more despicable and poor you are, the more worn and uglier your puppet becomes, but you are also relatively free. The more noble and eye-catching you are, the more beautiful and exquisite your puppet becomes, but correspondingly, the threads wrapped around you become denser and stronger."

"So, Zhisheng, if a person doesn't possess the power to overturn the world, then his entire life will be nothing more than a caged beast... no matter if he's a lion or an ant."

Gen Chisheng took a deep breath, and his drifting thoughts were brought back to mind... Tachibana Masamune was dead, and so was the man who had always taught him in his memory. Ever since Gen Chisheng learned from Lu Mingfei the truth that he and his brother had been deceived for ten years, the father-like man had long died in his heart.

Therefore, Genji Chisei knew that the person who died in the Genji Heavy Industries Building tonight could not be Herzog's real body, but probably a puppet similar to Wang Jiang.

However, the reputation that Tachibana Masamune had accumulated among the eight Snake families was too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Even with the previous incident of Deadpool attacking Genji Heavy Industries as a precedent, it was difficult to shake Tachibana Masamune's lofty status in the hearts of the family heads. What's more, now that the person is dead, there is no evidence. If Genji Chisei exposed Herzog's past conspiracy at this occasion, it would be more like a smearing act in order to completely seize power, and he would inevitably be criticized or even impeached by other family heads.

Yuan Zhisheng wanted to clear the suspicion of the people from Kassel Academy, so he could only find loopholes in the assassination by hinting indirectly.

"Kaguya-sama, have you tested the vitality of the flesh between Mr. Masamune's fingers?" Minamoto asked. "Can you confirm that it was flesh that had been separated from a living body within the past hour?"

"Due to the violent explosion and continuous combustion, many factors influence the exact time of separation from the flesh and blood tissue based on activity test results," Kaguya replied. "If we consider the oxidation reactions caused by the continuous explosion and fire, it's not long before this part of the tissue separated from the flesh before it began to burn. It's estimated to be within ten hours."

Gen Chisheng's face darkened. He was just trying to find a way to find the suspicion of Chu Zihang's assassination of Tachibana Masamune, but he failed... It was not surprising for Gen Chisheng that Herzog could get the flesh and blood tissue with Chu Zihang's genes. After all, Chu Zihang was injured in the battle between Genji Heavy Industries and Deadpool or in the war with the Oni. But Gen Chisheng didn't expect that Herzog also increased the activity of this part of the organization. Gen Chisheng didn't understand this professional knowledge, and he didn't know how the other party did it, but Herzog, or "Tachibana Masamune" was more prepared than he thought.

This was a carefully prepared conspiracy against the Sheqi Eight Families and Kassel Academy. People who knew Herzog could easily see through this lie, but it was difficult to overturn it. Once the assassin was identified as Chu Zihang, the relationship between the Sheqi Eight Families and Kassel, which had been finally eased, would become precarious again.

"Why is the headmaster asking about the vitality of the body?" Sakurai Nanami looked at Minamoto Chisei. "Do you still have trust in those people at Kassel Academy?"

"I was wondering, if the murderer was Chu Zihang, why would he leave such obvious clues given his cautious personality?" Yuan Zhisheng said.

"Perhaps Chu Zihang was injured during the hand-to-hand combat with Mr. Masamune," Ryoma Genichirō said. "Kaguya-hime said that Mr. Masamune died of a fatal wound to his throat, resulting in excessive blood loss. Perhaps when Chu Zihang was cutting Mr. Masamune's throat, Mr. Masamune suddenly jumped up and scratched Chu Zihang's arm before dying. Mr. Masamune may have anticipated his own death, so his action was not an attempt to fight back or survive, but to leave us a clue to the assassin."

"If Mr. Masamune could think of this, there's no reason why Chu Zihang couldn't. He's the department's top specialist and wouldn't make such a fatal mistake over such a trivial matter. If I were Chu Zihang, knowing my flesh and blood were trapped between his fingers, I would have cut off his arm and taken it away after killing him, rather than leaving it at the scene as evidence to identify me." Yuan Zhisheng said calmly, "And if the murderer was Chu Zihang, why would he go to so much trouble to prepare incendiary bombs to blow up Mr. Masamune's ward?"

"Perhaps they're demonstrating to us?" Sakurai Nanami said. "Blowing up the ward where our former head of the family was staying with incendiary bombs and disfiguring Mr. Masamune's body beyond recognition is a perfect way to demonstrate the military might of Kassel Academy, isn't it? Just like some extreme terrorists in Europe and the United States hijacking planes and crashing them into local landmarks. This is a way for them to show off their fists and guns!"

"What I mean is, Chu Zihang has the 'Sovereign Flame', and it can do things like blowing up a ward." Yuan Zhisheng shook his head. "Chu Zihang's 'Sovereign Flame' is even more powerful than an incendiary bomb, requires no preparation, and carries no risk of exposure. Why would he go to the trouble of infiltrating Genji Heavy Industries with an incendiary bomb?"

"No, patriarch, Kaguya-hime mentioned that white phosphorus was detected at the scene." Miyamoto Shio suddenly spoke.

"White phosphorus?" Yuan Zhisheng frowned slightly. "Isn't white phosphorus a common flammable substance?"

"Yes, but the properties of this incendiary agent containing white phosphorus are different from those of ordinary thermite incendiary bombs," Miyamoto Shio said in a low voice. "This weapon was banned by all nations during World War II because it was considered too cruel and inhumane. White phosphorus has a very low ignition point, and even soaking in water cannot completely extinguish it. The flames will reignite after leaving the water. If the burning phosphorus powder in an incendiary bomb touches flesh, it will basically burn a person to a charred skeleton."

"So this is probably why Chu Zihang was able to leave without severing Mr. Masamune's arm?" Miyamoto Shio continued his analysis. "It wasn't for demonstration as Patriarch Sakurai said, but because Chu Zihang was certain that this incendiary bomb would burn away all the flesh and blood between Mr. Masamune's fingers, thus destroying all evidence of his murder... But what Chu Zihang didn't know was that since the last Deadpool attack, the defense system of the Genji Heavy Industries Building had been upgraded, and the fire was quickly brought under control. Mr. Masamune's body was also better preserved than he imagined. He hadn't calculated that this part of the evidence would be preserved."

"Is this really like Chu Zihang's style?" Yuan Zhisheng seemed to be asking the family heads, but it also seemed more like he was muttering to himself.

"Compared to Patriarch Miyamoto's analysis, I'm more inclined to Patriarch Sakurai's." Fuma Kotaro, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke up. "Maybe this isn't Chu Zihang's style, but it's definitely Kassel Academy's style. The Patriarch thinks he knows Chu Zihang very well. What if Chu Zihang isn't the mastermind behind this incident? Chu Zihang is most likely just a murderous dagger, and someone else is holding it... maybe the heir to the Gattuso family, or maybe Principal Angers."