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    He spoke Chinese and seemed to believe that the woman in front of him was a Chinese.

    After all, in Ukyo Ishihara¡¯s impression, a woman with such a tall figure is really not in line with the characteristics of Japanese women.

    Song Yumo slowly turned around and looked at Ukyo Ishihara standing at the entrance of the alley with a calm look.

    ¡°Don¡¯t panic, Miss. Let me introduce myself. My name is Ukyo Ishihara, and I work in the Special Higher Education Course.

    The reason why I stopped you is because I found your behavior a bit suspicious. If you don't mind, I want to take you to my mansion and have a good interview.  "

    As he spoke, he smiled and bowed, making an invitation gesture.

    When Song Yumo heard these words, he thought for a moment and realized that the person opposite him was most likely trying to rob her of sex in the name of interrogation.

    She looked at Ishihara Ukyo with a faint look, but didn't say a word.

    "What? Isn't my Chinese very standard?"

    Ukyo Ishihara smiled and said, "Or are you saying that the lady is Japanese?"

    A soldier beside him came over and reminded him: "Colonel, let's get down to business."

    Ishihara Ukyo glanced at him coldly and said, "Do I need you to teach me what to do?"

    "Nono need!"

    The soldier hurriedly stood at attention and said.

    Ishihara Ukyo sneered, turned to look at Song Yumo who was standing aside and said: "Miss, this is my friendly invitation, I hope you won't refuse.

    "Otherwise, I guarantee that I will use a method that you don't like very much to achieve my goal.  "

    As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yumo suddenly raised his hand.

    A pistol came out from her waist and was pointed directly at Ukyo Ishihara.

    When Ishihara Ukyo saw it, he almost subconsciously hid to the side.

    "boom!!!"

    A gunshot was heard, and the Japanese soldier who was next to Ukyo Ishihara just now had his head blown off.

    ¡°Bang bang bang!!!¡±

    Song Yumo fired continuously and fired several bullets at several other Japanese soldiers nearby.

    It wasn¡¯t until her pistol¡¯s magazine was emptied that she turned around and fled into the alley.

    At this time, there were already corpses lying on the ground in the alley.

    Ukyo Ishihara survived the catastrophe. The shot he just fired happened to be blocked by the soldier next to him. Otherwise, he would have been the one whose head was blown off.

    At this moment, other Japanese soldiers heard the gunfire and ran over.

    "Chase!!!"

    Ukyo Ishihara, who was covered in blood, said coldly.

    "yes!!!"

    When other Japanese soldiers heard this, they immediately ran into the depths of the alley.

    Song Yumo was extremely fast. She climbed over a two-meter-high wall and entered a courtyard.

    She took a deep breath, looked at the layout and structure of the courtyard, and found that it was a Japanese mansion.

    Song Yumo thought about it and felt that it would be safer to hide here.

    Those in the special higher education courses don¡¯t dare to be too presumptuous towards Japanese expatriates.

    Of course, she can also choose to go out and fight with the Japanese soldiers, and then kill all the Japanese soldiers who are chasing her.

    But if that happens, more Japanese troops will inevitably be attracted.

    She can kill many people. She can kill dozens of people, but how about hundreds?  Or even thousands?

    Song Yumo knew that survival was the first priority. After all, her military commander would always whisper something in her ears.

    "Live well."

    Every time she heard this sentence, she felt a little warm.

    Now she hasn¡¯t heard this sentence for a long time, and she hasn¡¯t seen her military seat for a long time.

    After entering the courtyard, she opened the window and got into the room inside.

    Not long after, there was the sound of the door opening, followed by the clattering sound of walking on wooden clogs.

    Mr. Nanzhu heard the gunfire just now, which came from another neighborhood.

    After she made sure there was no problem, she returned to her home.

    As soon as she entered the room, she always felt that something was wrong.

    But Song Yumo was hiding on the beam of her house. Although Nan Zhujun's intuition was sharp, he still didn't find anything unusual.

    After changing into regular clothes, Mr. Nanzhu sat down next to the desk lamp and began to write a letter.

    Her sister Matsubara Masako has not been home for a long time. Two days agoThe person left a message saying that she was very busy these days and might not be able to go home, so she was asked to take care of herself at home.

    Matsubara Yuko thought it was nothing. In fact, she really liked such a lonely life.

    Every day¡¯s life is simple, reading books, writing letters, and reminiscing about everything that happened with Xia Yang.

    This is enough to make her sweet.

    Thinking of this, she felt sweet in her heart.

    And after the sweetness, there was a burst of irresistible melancholy.

    Song Yumo stood on the beam, looking down at Nanzhu Jun below.

    She couldn¡¯t see Mr. Nanzhu¡¯s face, so she couldn¡¯t find out that the person below her at this moment was an old friend.

    At this moment, there was a very rapid knock on the door outside.

    Hearing this voice, Mr. Nanzhu frowned slightly.

    She stood up and walked outside with small steps.

    Soon, the sound of conversation came from outside.

    Song Yumo approached the wooden window and pricked up his ears to listen.

    ¡°It turns out to be Miss Matsubara Yuko, long time no see.¡±

    The person who spoke was none other than Ukyo Ishihara.

    The blood all over his body now exudes a fishy smell.

    Lord Nanzhu looked at him and the group of soldiers behind him, and asked, "What's the matter?"

    Ishihara Ukyo looked at Nanzhu-kun, and then said: "Nothing, just searching for criminals. Now I suspect that there are criminals hiding in your room, and I need to go in and search."

    Mr. Nanzhu frowned slightly, then stood up and said, "It's okay to search, but don't mess up the room. Otherwise, my sister will question me when she comes back."

    At this time, she mentioned her sister Matsubara Masako.

    Hearing this name, Ishihara Ukyo was stunned for a moment, and then reminded the soldiers behind him: "This is Lieutenant Colonel Matsubara's home. Don't be too presumptuous when searching."

    When the soldiers heard it, they understood what it meant.

    They then bowed to Mr. Nanzhu and said, "Excuse me."

    After saying that, he walked directly to the house behind.

    Ishihara Ukyo and Nanzhu-kun also entered the room together.

    On the table, the letter from Mr. Nanzhu is still there, but it has not been written yet.

    The other soldiers searched the room.

    Ukyo Ishihara looked at the letter paper on the table and asked casually: "Is this someone you plan to write to? Miss Yuko."

    "This doesn't seem to have anything to do with your search for criminals."

    Mr. Nanzhu said in a cold voice.

    This sound was very familiar to Song Yumo who was on the rafter, and he always felt that he had heard it somewhere.

    "Of course it doesn't matter, I just care about Miss Yuko."

    Ukyo Ishihara smiled and spread his hands.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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