In the deserted stairwell, Karasumaying and Chris were fighting.
It wouldn't be right to simply say it was a fight.
Because all the attacks were initiated by Karasuma Ying, while Chris just dodged without any intention of attacking.
Of course, this does not mean that she was suppressed by Karasuma Ying.
On the contrary, she could always avoid every attack from Karasumaying with just a hair’s breadth.
And this tiny distance reflects the huge gap in strength between the two.
"Huh...huh..."
Another attack was easily avoided by Chris, and Karasumaying finally stopped attacking, her chest rising and falling violently.
"It's amazing, sister, I can't even touch you..."
"So I say you really got the wrong person."
Chrissy replied, unlike Karasumaying who was out of breath, she looked very relaxed and didn't even break out a drop of sweat.
"I've sweated a lot, do you want to wipe it off?" She took out a pack of tissues from her handbag and handed it to Karasuma Ying, asking with concern.
Karasumaying did not reach out to pick it up. She tried hard to calm her breathing, looked up at her, and asked:
"Sister, you were the sniper at Tokyo Tower that night, right?"
This question was so sudden that Chris' heart subconsciously tightened for a moment.
"Huh? What night?" Keeping the expression on her face, Chris put on a puzzled expression.
"The code you shot on the elevator door with your sniper rifle that night can only be deciphered using a special set of comparison tables.
And this set of comparison tables is the one you came up with specifically for me when my sister taught me Morse code when I was a kid.
That string of codes means...go quickly.
In this world, we are the only two people who know this set of comparison tables.
Sister, don’t you admit it yet? "
Looking at Chris, Karasumaying's eyes became increasingly sad.
"You said you went to Europe to study academics in the past ten years. Isn't that a lie? What on earth did you go to?
Sister, do you know? I found a photo of my mother from more than ten years ago at home. She hasn't aged at all over the years?
It's not makeup or disguise. Her face really hasn't changed at all, but she is obviously over fifty years old. Don't you think this is strange?
And father, during that funeral ten years ago, I always felt that you were hiding something from me. Sister, you also suddenly transferred to a European university ten years ago, right? Did his father really die?
What are you hiding? "
Faced with Karasumaying's repeated questions, Kris lowered her eyes and sighed softly.
"Xiaoying, please wipe off the sweat first."
"elder sister……"
When Kris finally called her "Xiaoying," Karasumaying's eyes suddenly lit up, and her originally questioning and sad expression turned into joy at this moment.
"alright……"
Looking at her helplessly, Chris's eyes were full of doting for her sister.
"Wipe off the sweat first. Haven't I told you since you were a child that girls should pay attention to their image when they are outside?"
"Um."
Hearing the tone that was exactly the same as in her memory, Karasumaying didn't have any doubts. She stepped forward and reached out to take the tissue handed over by Chris.
However, at this moment, Chrissy suddenly took action, and her left hand instantly hit Karasuma Ying on the back of the neck at an extremely fast speed.
"Well……"
Her speed was so incredibly fast that Karasumaying had no chance to react. She lost consciousness in an instant and fell to the ground helplessly.
He stretched out his hand to support her waist and prevented her from falling to the ground. Chris looked down at Karasuma Ying who had fainted, with helplessness still in her eyes.
"Silly girl, you won't be disturbed by anyone over there...why do you have to come to Tokyo?"
Squatting down and gently lowering Karasumaying's body to lean against the wall, Chris just looked at her quietly for a long time.
"Obviously, they both don't want you to get involved..."
There are many similarities in their appearance, but they are not particularly similar.
There's nothing special about that, because Kris looks more like her mother, especially with her silver hair.
Even Chris herself sometimes laments that, except for the purple pupils she inherited from her father, her appearance is exactly that of her mother's younger version, and she doesn't even need to change her face or make up.
As for Karasuma Ying, her appearance is more similar to that of her father, with black hair and more oriental facial features... Unless the two sisters stand together and let people tell them apart, few people will notice it at first sight. They turned out to be a pair of sisters.
Chris raised her hand and touched Wu Wanying's face. Finally, she seemed to have made up her mind and took out a photo from her clothes.
Putting the photo in Karasumaying's pocket, Chris took out her mobile phone, found Officer Megure's number on it, and dialed it.
"Hello? Sister Karasuma? I'm Megure, what's wrong?"
Listening to the voice on the phone, Chris changed her voice and said in the voice of a middle-aged man:
"On the 47th floor of the West Tower, Kaito Kidd attacked Karasuma Ying, come here quickly."
After saying this, Chris immediately hung up the phone, put the phone back into Karasumaying's pocket, then got up and took the elevator to leave this floor.
"..."
The atmosphere in the unknown small bar was a bit tense.
In front of the bar, Bai Heqing's eyes were as deep as a pool of water.
It had been a long time since Belmod had seen him show such a look, and she couldn't help but feel a little dazed for a moment, as if she had seen Bai Heqing from a long time ago again.
Decades have passed, and almost no one in the world now knows what Bai Heqing looked like before.
He didn't always look like this.
After quickly coming back to his senses, Belmod looked at him meaningfully.
"You seem to be questioning me?"
Bai Heqing didn't reply. He just looked at her quietly. After a long time, he looked back and smiled self-deprecatingly.
"I don't have the qualifications... It's just that Xiaoying may have seen A Jing's face."
Belmod was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting what he said.
"how do you want to do it?"
"When a chick grows up, it will always have its own ideas."
Bai Heqing didn't seem to want to say more on this topic. Perhaps he just wanted to give Belmode a heads up when he brought up this topic.
He picked up the bottle and poured a glass of wine on the bar.
"Back to the topic, within the organization, there are three things that need to be dealt with recently.
The first thing is that thanks to Rum's excellent management over the years, I recently noticed that there seems to be a slight problem with some of the organization's assets on the Japanese 'White Road'.
There are always some people in this world who, after eating a little more, forget who their master is.
Fortunately, an ambitious person has jumped out on his own, and I would like to take this opportunity to make some adjustments to these problematic assets.
This is a suitable opportunity. Ah Jing has already gone to confirm the situation tonight. "
