Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

  The “headquarters” mentioned here by the police officer was, of course, referring to the Metropolitan Police Department. A joint task force had been formed with the SDF and was headed by the senior director of the Metropolitan Police Department. It was overseen by the governor of Dongjing, Koizumi Junichiro, and the Minister of Defense, Oshima Jun. And there were other key persons involved in the task force, such as Miyazaki Ronjin and Asou Shuyao.

  Everyone in HQ frowned when they heard the dismal report. Things were not looking so good.

  “What a jerk, I will skin him alive!”

  Asou Shuyao said it out of spite as she clenched her teeth. Xiao Luo had crushed the reproductive organ of the head of their clan and crippled every elite member of the Asou family. It had now become a blood feud, and she was in a frenzy, desperate to kill him immediately if she could get her hands on him. Asou Shuyao did not recognize him in the lift, even when he was standing right behind her, and it infuriated her. It drove her mad whenever she thought of it.

  “I’m afraid that you do not have the ability to do so.”

  Miyazaki Ronjin remarked as he sat next to her, smoking. Asou Shuyao turned an angry pair of eyes on him, but he ignored her glare. Looking at the map of Dongjing with a frown on his face, Miyazaki Ronjin remarked, “Xiao Han is undoubtedly a super-soldier who had undergone a structured training program in Hua nation. He easily took on hundreds of ordinary police, even unarmed, and could even drive his hand through the armored chest of a genetically modified bio-warrior. He is a super-soldier who possesses the perfect combination of power, speed, and skill. None of our soldiers can match him!”

  His words terrified everyone, as Xiao Han was undoubtedly the most dangerous criminal that Dongjing had ever encountered in history.

  “You fool, stop praising him and lowering our team’s mettle. I don’t care if he’s some super-monster or what method the Metropolitan Police Department will employ. I want him arrested in the shortest time possible. He is not only challenging you but the authority of the entire government of Dongjing.”

  Koizumi Junichiro yelled angrily. He was a middle-aged man who sported a beard and walked with the aid of a walking stick. Agitated, he banged the tip of his walking stick onto the floor, which echoed across the room.

  “Yes, Sir!”

  The senior director of the Metropolitan Police Department and the rest of the senior officers bowed to the governor of the Dongjing. He was the man ultimately responsible for the Metropolitan Police Department.

  “Tomorrow is the twentieth, and I will visit the shrine. After that, I will meet with Mr. Takahara and Oshima Jun-sama,” Koizumi Junichiro said, turning around to look at the man.

  That doesn’t sound good.

  Oshima Jun frowned and said, “That Xiao Han is looking for an opportunity to assassinate you. Why are you providing him with a perfect opportunity to do so by visiting the shrine? For the sake of your safety, I suggest that you cancel the visit tomorrow.”

  His words angered Koizumi Junichiro. “My father took part in the holy war and perished in the emperor’s service! Till today, we have been unable to retrieve his body, and this is the only way to commemorate his contribution through a spirit tablet. It is my duty to pay my respects to him every year on the twentieth of July, and to the heroic spirits who devoted themselves to the cause. It has been a tradition for fifteen years, so how can I break it this year?”

  “We have extraordinary circumstances this time, and I didn’t say that you should not go at all. Perhaps you can consider visiting at a later date.” Oshima Jun replied.

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  Koizumi Junichiro squinted his eyes as he considered the suggestion. “At a later date?” he said.

  Oshima Jun nodded and said, “That’s right, you can visit the shrine after we have arrested Xiao Han.”

  “You know nothing!”

  Koizumi Junichiro glared at him and snapped, “My father and the soldiers who had lost their lives in the war expect my visit on this particular day. It will be most disappointing if I am absent.”

  “But……”

  “Enough of this matter, Oshima-sama. I have made up my mind. Besides, I am the governor of Dongjing, and I will not be intimidated by one person from Hua nation.” Koizumi Junichiro interrupted him.

  “Alright, I will delegate three hundred men to follow you in secret. If Xiao Han dares to attack, I will make sure that he will find it difficult to make it out alive.” Oshima Jun did not intend to pursue the matter.

  The senior director pitched in and said, “The Metropolitan Police Department will also delegate two hundred men to safeguard the governor’s safety.”

  “I thank you all for your support!”

  Koizumi Junichiro bowed deeply, and then, to everyone’s surprise, he smashed his walking stick onto the ground and said, “I am certainly giving him a chance to do so. It’s all part of a well-laid trap, and it’s up to him to decide if he will take the bait tomorrow.”

  As everyone bowed in respect, they realized the governor’s additional intention and acknowledged it as not only a smart move but a brave one.

  Suddenly, a police officer barged in and reported to the senior director, “I have bad news. We have confirmed the identity of that girl who was abducted by Xiao Han. She is the daughter of the richest man in Ri nation, Takahara Keika.”

  What?

  It came across like a bomb detonating in the middle of the meeting hall and shocked everyone.

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  In a quiet street somewhere in Dongjing, a silver-white Bugatti moving toward the Tower Park, stopped by a stone bench.

  Although it was fun to enjoy racing with the police beside the driver, Fendi, or rather Takahara Keika, was feeling a little car-sick. She stumbled out of the car and immediately threw up. When she returned, her complexion was as white as a sheet.

  “Are you okay?”

  Xiao Luo smiled at her and asked.

  “I’m fine, puking help,” she cracked as she looked at him and attempted a smile.

  Xiao Luo looked around and discovered a small mobile stall nearby selling snacks and drinks. He walked over to buy two bottles of water and a pack of tissue and handed them to Takahara Keika.

  “Thank you, Mie.”

  Takahara Keika received the items and added, “It seems you are a considerate man after all.”

  She was feeling even better about Xiao Luo now.

  Xiao Luo did not respond to her but looked up the steel tower marked with blinking red lights, “The game’s over. I should go now, and you should go home.”

  As he finished, he threw the car key to her and walked away.

  Takahara Keika reached out to grab his sleeve and stared at him with her bright and clear eyes. “Can we…… Can we see each other again?” she purred.

  In the short time that they spent together, Xiao Luo had become her prince charming, and she was bowled over completely.

  “Yes, if we are destined to, but we better don’t.”

  “Why?”

  Takahara Keika relented as she wanted to see this man again.

  “You’ll know soon enough,” Xiao Luo said, and he gently pulled away from her hold, and then walked off with his hands in the pockets.

  “My actual name is Takahara Keika. What’s yours?” Takahara Keika chased after him and asked. She was reluctant to bid farewell.

  Takahara Keika?

  Xiao Luo frowned as he had committed the assassination list to memory and knew that there was a person named Takahara Kei on it. Thinking about the things the girl had said earlier, and the limited edition Bugatti, it was not difficult to connect the relationship between that girl and Takahara Kei.

  Could it be so coincidental?

  He felt awkward, as he only intended to have some fun and ease his stress. Somehow, fate had played its hand–and he unwittingly bumped into Takahara Kei’s daughter.

  But he did not respond to her and left without looking back. Takahara Keika was left behind looking rather melancholic, but inwardly she cherished the thought of a sweet relationship with her prince charming.