Chapter 351 - Sound of Crying in the Hongu Sengen Taisha Shrine (1/2)

Chapter 351 Sound of Crying in the Hongu Sengen Taisha Shrine

Five minutes have pa.s.sed since seven o’clock Togyo time when everyone was alert. Various blocks of s.h.i.+buya are busy and orderly. There is nothing unusual.

Did they really scare off the wire-puller?

Lin Luoran purses her lips tightly. She always feels some key factors might have been ignored. But what are they?

There comes turmoil around the department store. Lots of plainclothes men take actions and people with personal ability encircle that noisy place. A young man with dyed yellow hair is pushed to the ground. It turns out that he is just a thief who is caught by the owner in front of the department store. People from Huaxia and the Nihon local authorities are both disappointed.

This is just an ordinary thief. No one tries to cause chaos to make a profit in the troubled situation.

The night breeze blows Lin Luoran’s skirt. In her eyes, there is a splendid city light. Lin Qingxue can feel the emotion of depression from her.

The communicator on Lin Qingxue’s wrist suddenly rings. She presses a b.u.t.ton and a virtual screen as large as a computer screen is cast in front of her. This is a gadget derived from the research of “Yulee Technology” in the State of Huaxia. Transmitted through encrypted 3D video technology, the information loaded here cannot be intercepted. The gadget would explode within 3 seconds if it was removed from the user’s wrist without the exact uninstalling pa.s.sword.

Lin Qingxue is really surprised by what is said in the video. She chooses to share it with her fellows.

In so doing, Lin Luoran can also see the video and hear the sound. Before she could make any comments about this advanced technology, she frowns for what she sees.

Under the orange street lamps, there suddenly came a scream from the two cars rus.h.i.+ng on the mountain road. The braking sound pierced through the tranquility of the mountain.

Then the scene was changed. Two extremely fast figures rushed to the two cars. They moved so quickly that their faces became obscure in the video. However, Lin Luoran has already felt something very familiar. Lin Qingxue taps to pause and then zooms in to see their faces. Lin Luoran finally knows where the lasting uneasiness is from.

They are definitely Lin Luodong and Huang Weijian!

If she was an ordinary Huaxia parent, under the circ.u.mstances, she would get overwhelmed by anger and severely scold these two disobedient teenagers. But now Lin Luoran knows she has to find them first even when she wants to beat them up.

This is a video clip lasting just a few tens of seconds. From the sudden scream and braking in the lane to two teenagers rus.h.i.+ng towards the direction of vehicles, the video comes to an abrupt end.

“Miss Lin, the video was taken on the 2nd section of Lake Kawaguchi hiking entrance, Mount Fuji, at 7 o’clock Togyo time. We received this video at 7:05 Togyo time. The probability of our logistic member who shot this video being killed is 99%.

If he were still alive, he wouldn’t need five minutes to send such an important video. It must be the communicator who sent the message automatically five minutes after its owner’s pulse stopped.

As a member of Special Forces, Lin Qingxue has ever witnessed her comrades dying beside her. But now her eyes still grow wet. The teammate who was dispatched on the 2nd section of the road is Hang Kun. They have been friends for eight years.

Lin Luoran can feel the sorrow as a female soldier. 99% chance of death? This opinion might be out of a soldier’s meticulosity. In fact, the member of the logistics units of the Special Forces who recorded the video and transmitted it back was almost certain to be dead, as Lin Qingxue has said.

What had happened before he died?

Are Lin Luodong and Huang Weijian still alive?

Time is tight. Lin Luoran just leaves the sentence “Sort out his information for me” and then she heads for the direction of Mount Fuji on her sword. Now all she can say is some useless consolations. Even if the soldier’s families would be compensated later, how can it be paid in exchange for living life?

Lin Luoran is not a mercy G.o.ddess. But thinking that an unknown soldier has sent the message of Lin Luodong and Huang Weijian at the cost of his death, she cannot be as indifferent as she knows nothing.

The soldier gave her brother a chance to survive. People are not cold-hearted plants. They have spent so much time together. Even Huang Weijian, an introverted person, enjoys a status that is not rather lower than that of Luo Dong in Lin’s family.

When Lin Luoran is flying over the building, Li Xi’er wraps the Bright Sword with the Bundling Rope and jumps on it. Seeing Lin Luoran’s serious look, she wonders if something big has happened.

Wen Guanjing follows on his sword, leaving Yuan Ye and Mr. Lin in the crowd. The two people forget they may scare the crowd and just require Goldie to swoop down. At the corner of the noisy and crowded street in s.h.i.+buya, they sit on Goldie’s back and disappear over the horizon.

Goldie spans its wings as wide as 10 meters, which has shocked everyone at present.

Lin Qingxue’s communicator rings again. The cautious female soldier is hurt by the pain of losing her comrade. With red eyes, she gives an order of heading for Mount Fuji.

She is in charge of the logistics of this rescue mission. She has ordered the logistics units to enter the core position in the rescue scope without any order from the superior, so she will definitely be punished after returning home. But after all, people are not machines. If she was always perfect and followed the prescribed order, she would no longer be the Lin Qingxue who shot the Blood Line on the head precisely when others’ palms were still sweating.

That was the first non-human creature she has killed.

Lin Qingxue clenches the magical pistol in her hand. She firmly believes that if it is used properly, ordinary soldiers can also defeat those invisible non-human creatures at the backstage.

The female soldier wears an unwavering gaze.

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“Stop!” Huang Weijian pulls Lin Luodong who is going to check the car. “You have to learn to use the spiritual mind. There are no living people in the car.”