Chapter 2118
That evening.
In order to receive the various forces from Japan who had come all the way here.
Xie Qianshan had spent a lot of money to buy a large villa in a quiet environment in the capital as a temporary reception place.
At this moment, there were already a few Japanese representatives sitting scattered in the villa’s meeting room.
When Whiteface arrived at the villa.
As soon as he entered the door, he noticed that the atmosphere in the room was unusually dull.
And when the crowd saw White-Faced Lang, the originally quiet atmosphere was suddenly agitated.
When a man who was over half a hundred years old stood up.
The eyes instantly gathered on him.
This man was none other than the Japanese Hidden Trails, the elders of the Ichizuru School, Hanzo Ichisui.
“White-faced Lang, may I ask what is going on?”
With that, Hanzo Ichisui pointed to the corpse that was lying in the middle of the room.
At the sight of this person, White-faced Lang also looked surprised.
“Isn’t this Mr. Leader?
We were having tea together during the day, but now you look like this?”
“White face, don’t pretend.
As you said, he looked for you during the day.
Do you not think there is something fishy in this?”
The person who spoke was none other than Hatoyama Henshin.
The white-faced man glanced at him indifferently.
And then spoke slowly.
“Senior Hatoyama, do you mean to say that the death of Mr. Leader has something to do with me?”
Hatoyama Henshin smiled disdainfully.
“That’s what you said yourself.”
If before he had to fear White-Faced Lang a little.
Now many Japanese powers had arrived in the capital to back him up.
He had a lot of confidence in his words.
When White-faced Lang saw this look on his face, he continued to speak with a flat face.
“Senior Hatoyama, you have to be careful with evidence when you speak.
I can also suspect that it was you who moved under the condition that there is no evidence for your words.”
“You ……..”
Before, Hatoyama Henshin could speak again.
Outside the door came a movement.
“Come, come, seniors, please come inside, please come inside.”
Under the guidance of Xie Qianshan, the head of the Xie family, the
The senior members of the Momosuke crowd, with a group of elites from the Inawashiro Society, penetrated through and entered.
Just as they stepped into the room, the group saw a corpse unexpectedly lying in the main hall.
The face of the leader, Chishi Satake, instantly turned gloomy.
“Master Xie, what is the meaning of this?”
At this moment, Xie Qianshan was shocked to see this scene.
Nima, Laozi f*cking went out to pick up someone.
You guys actually placed a corpse in the hall to greet people.
This is too unlucky.
Even a man of clay has three parts of fire.
At this moment, Xie Qishan instantly pulled down his face.
“Gentlemen, I am sincere in my reception.
Isn’t this kind of behaviour, a bit of a slap in the old man’s face?”
At this moment, Hanzo Ichisui and the others also realised their impulsiveness.
“I am sorry, Satake kun.
This is an important matter involving the death of a core disciple of my Ichikuru sect.
As an elder of this sect, I must investigate it.”
With that, he recapped what had happened in general.
Only after that did Satake Zhishi’s face turn all the better.
There was a reason for what happened, and he was not pursuing it.
“What is the use of arguing with words? Have you found out the cause of death?”
At this question, Hatoyama Henshin and the others looked ashamed.
The cause of death had already been investigated by several national experts.
Apart from the internal injuries, they had not found anything else.
But this ninja leader, who had only seen Whiteface during the day, naturally became the first suspect.
Seeing that the crowd was silent, Chishi Satake turned towards the few men behind him and said.
“Come forward and see how this man died.”
At these words, several members of the Inawashiro Society emerged from the crowd.
Just after some examination, they quickly gave their answer.
“Internal injuries, resulting in haemorrhaging.”
Since the Inawashiro had spoken, the matter was set in stone.
It was only at this point that White-faced Lang spoke again.
“Senior Kazumi, I think you know best why Mr. Leader was seriously injured.”
This asked this.
Hanzo Issui, too, could only nod helplessly.
After all, it was only after he gave his nod that he took on the Cixi Zai mission.
Now, since he had died from injuries sustained in the course of the mission.
Then he could only blame himself for not learning his craft well.