Chapter 107 Difference in Painting Style

"I?!"

Kisaragi Ming looked surprised, as if he had heard something unbelievable.

He seriously doubted that his purpose of sneaking in had been discovered by the other party. Otherwise, how could he have assigned a fatal mission?

Either that, Tsunayashiro Ansai's brain was kicked by a donkey, and he drank so much that his nerves were numb, his tongue was out of control, and he talked nonsense.

Why didn't Lao Deng let him assassinate Yamamoto?

Going to Division 12 to steal something, is this what a person can say?

In comparison, Kisaragi Akira felt that it was easier to assassinate Yamamoto.

Either way, he would die, and if he fell into the hands of that woman Senjumaru, he would probably be toyed with before dying.

Yamamoto won't have too much ink, and once the knife is cut, not even ashes will be left.

As for Hikifune Kiryu, he is obviously not a good person. In other words, there is no normal person in the Soul Society who engages in scientific research.

"Any questions?"

Tsunayashiro Ansai seemed to notice Kisaragi Akira's dilemma and asked with concern, perfectly fitting the character of a qualified boss.

"have."

Ruyue's majestic admission is not like those coquettish bitches outside who clearly don't mention that there is a problem, and only admit that there is a problem until the problem is exposed and cannot be solved.

"The twelfth division is heavily guarded. In addition to researchers, there is no shortage of Shinigami soldiers responsible for fighting."

"There are countless defensive measures, including but not limited to traps, spiritual tools, ghost barriers, etc."

Ruyue Ming directly and perfectly substituted into the enemy camp, and all aspects were considered for the success or failure of this operation.

"Besides, Captain Hikifune is here. With my small body, I'm afraid I won't be able to withstand the opponent's two swords."

Tsunayashiro Ansai glanced at the young man in front of him in surprise. What he didn't expect was that the other man was really so attentive.

Not long after joining our side, I have already begun to think about the details of the mission.

"Nothing to worry about."

Tsunayashiro Ansai said in a deep voice, "Not long ago, Hikifune Kiryu went to the broken world to look for suitable test materials. Now that there is no one in the 12th Division, it is the best time for us to take action."

On the surface, Ru Yueming is overjoyed and happy about the upcoming successful mission.

Behind his back, he bared his teeth and was mentally distorted.

Yes, Hikifune Kirio is gone, and there is still Shutara Senjumaru who is about to be promoted to the Zero Division.

This woman is scarier than Old Man Shan. She strips off her clothes at every turn, then looks at her with a critical eye, and even measures it with her hands.

In all the years he has been in Soul Society, this is the first time he has encountered such a nerve-wracking person.

The most important thing is that even though his strength has improved a lot than before, Akira Kisaragi still doesn't have the slightest confidence if he faces Shutara Senjumaru again.

The gap is too big and they are not on the same level.

It's like a small horse-drawn cart. The cart is almost ten times as big as you, and you're so tired that you're foaming at the mouth and can't even pull it.

"And you are not the main force."

Tsunayashiro Ansai said with a low smile, "There is another person who is really responsible for this mission. He is much stronger than you. Then you only need to obey his orders or cooperate with his actions."

"When this matter is successfully completed, the noble seats and mansions promised to you will be realized."

"I'm not the kind of person who doesn't keep his word!"

After the words fell, other members of the nobility echoed one after another. Some congratulated Ru Yueming in advance for being ranked as a noble, and there were also some who were secretly jealous of him and made sarcastic remarks.

A gust of cold wind blew from the window, bringing a burst of coolness, and the noise in the hall became louder and louder.

…………

It's night, the moonlight is hazy.

In the huge courtyard of the mansion, several figures wearing black clothes that concealed their faces gathered here. The hazy ghost light clung to the surface, adding another layer of insurance to conceal their identities.

Kisaragi Ming stood among them, silently praying for the next action.

I hope that the woman who lusts after his body is not in the 12th Division, or she just catches up on her sleep and beauty, and has no time to care about their actions.

"Everyone should know the goal."

Tsunayashiro Ansai stood in front of everyone and said seriously, "You only have this chance. If you fail, everything will have to be overturned."

"For our ambition, for the final supremacy!"

"This trip is only allowed to succeed and not fail. I will be here waiting for your good news!"

A speech without any standard made his blood boil. Ru Yueming clearly saw that the veins on the necks of the people next to him were all red.

This made him wonder if Tsunayashiro Ansai had eaten the Encourage Fruit.

"Yes, Master Anzai!"

Everyone shouted in unison, "We will complete the mission to the death!"

You swear not to pull me in. Ru Yueming shuddered and felt like he was in a wolf's den.

Before going undercover, Qichuan Grassroots didn't tell him that he would go out on a mission that night.

Now that I'm on the pirate ship, it won't be that easy if I think about it again.

Despite Tsunayashiro Ansai's repeated assurances that this operation was foolproof, Kisaragi Akira still couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

The psychological shadow left by Shutara Senjumaru on him was too great.

Even after so much time, I still can't get over it.

"Set off!"

Following Tsunayashiro Ansai's order, everyone started their Shunpo and disappeared into the night.

Under the hazy moonlight, wearing black clothes is undoubtedly the best protection.

Ruyue Ming followed the team and observed it, and suddenly discovered that the strength of the team members was frighteningly high.

Judging from the spiritual pressure alone, most people are on par with him and remain around the upper ranks.

The strongest among them is the person at the front of the team, the standard captain-level Shinigami.

The enviable third-class spiritual power.

Such a small team is enough to capture any squad without a captain, but now they are stealing an unfinished piece of science and technology in the dark.

It can be seen that Tsunayashiro Ansai attaches great importance to this technology.

Thinking of this, Akira Kisaragi accelerated his speed and took three steps at a time to reach the first Shinigami, the strongest one in the team.

"Boss, haven't you asked for advice yet?"

The man in black glanced sideways at him and said casually: "Team 7, Mr. Fuchikami."

Ruyue Ming: "?"

While he slowly typed out the question mark, he retreated calmly.

Although he had never heard of this person, Ru Yueming instinctively kept a certain distance from him when he heard the name.

Once the first stereotype is formed, it becomes difficult to correct it.

Welcoming men, men on top of men.

This name was so scary that it was difficult for Ruyue Ming to continue talking to him.

Seeing the other party quietly retreating, Yuan Shangnan couldn't help but feel a little doubtful in his heart.

What's going on with this guy?

Shouldn't the correct procedure be to flatter first and then state your name?

You were halfway through speaking, but then you swallowed back the rest of the words?

Despite his doubts, Fuchakamio still maintained his silent master persona, and the group of people moved quickly in the dark night.

Perhaps due to sufficient preparation, no one of the Death Team patrolling at night encountered anyone, and the entire journey was quiet.

Until arriving at the twelfth division team building.

"There are three possible storage locations for the mission target. We need to split up our operations. If we find the target, we will snatch it as soon as possible. If we cannot succeed, we will notify others."

"Is there a problem?"

Fuchikami briefly explained the action plan and distributed the specific distribution map of the research institute to everyone.

It is not difficult to guess from the detailed markings on the map that there are their internal agents in the 12th Division.

"have!"

Under the gaze of several eyes, Ru Yueming raised his hand.

Is it you again?

Yuan Shangnan frowned slightly: "What's the problem?"

"What should you do if you encounter an enemy you can't resist?"

"Then I can only blame my bad luck." Fuchikami replied indifferently, "The deputy captain and chief officer of the 12th Division are both average in combat effectiveness. If even they can't be defeated..."

He didn't continue, but the meaning was very clear.

Ruyue Ming nodded, a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.

As Fuchikami gave the order, everyone dived into the darkness again.

…………

Because of the atmosphere, even late at night, there is no shortage of figures in the 12th Division who are still busy.

Avoiding routes that might lead to discovery, Ru Yueming and two teammates came to a building.

From the appearance, it is a room similar to a research room.

"Soul Extraction Room."

"This is the laboratory commonly used by Hikifune Kiryu to develop righteous soul technology. The relevant information is likely to be stored there, so be careful to look for it."

The voice of the person speaking was hoarse, like gravel rubbing against sandpaper, and the ears of those who listened hurt.

One of them took a step forward, formed seals with his hands and muttered words. When the spiritual pressure unfolded, the huge ghost barrier turned into a light curtain and completely enveloped the entire building.

After preparing the isolation measures, the man drew out his Zanpakutō and prepared to step forward and pry open the door.

The second floor of the Soul Extraction Room.

A figure stood in front of the window, and the hazy ghost light covered his spiritual pressure and figure, minimizing his presence.

Aizen looked calmly at the courtyard below, a trace of doubt flashing deep in his brown pupils:

"Sneaking into Division 12 to perform some kind of mission?"

"Why is that guy here?"

Even though Kisaragi Akira was fully disguised and covered up, Aizen recognized his identity at a glance.

Nothing else.

The temperament of being naive to a certain level cannot be imitated casually.

Sensing the movement of the door being opened below, Aizen thought for a moment and then walked downstairs softly.

Although it is not clear what Ruyue Ming's mission is, with the tacit understanding between the two, it is not difficult to carry out a simple cooperation.

Soon, the door lock was broken and three people filed in.

The other two were rummaging through the soul extraction room, looking for any documents and records that might hide files.

However, just where they didn't notice, another figure made a handprint in the corner of the room, and the barrier light curtain instantly unfolded, directly blocking all sounds in the extraction room.

Aizen's figure flickered, passing by the two of them.

The moment he sheathed the sword, the body of the two higher-ranking officials of the two gods of death suddenly froze, and a bright red line split open on his exposed neck.

All life gone.

Ru Yueming opened her eyes wide, held her breath, and stared at this charming scene. Her face was full of envy, and her whole body was so sour, as if she had been filled with lemons.

Everyone is the god of death, why do they look so handsome?

Aizen turned around and his eyes fell on Kisaragi Akira. Before he could speak, he saw his best friend raising his hands and reminding him:

"Don't do anything, we're on our own!"

The clean gesture of surrender silenced Aizen.

This was the first time he encountered an opponent with such no spirit of resistance.

"How will you be here?"

Even though his body was covered with several layers of Dao-binding enchantments, as expected, he was still recognized at a glance.

"Research."

Aizen said concisely, "What about you?"

"Steal something."

Ruyue Ming blinked his eyes, acting very honest.

Aizen: "..."

Is it really okay to say this in front of a member of the twelfth division?

In a few words, Ru Yueming recounted what happened tonight in detail.

Things like using your brain can be left to Aizen.

I believe that Sosuke, who already possesses some of his wisdom, can come up with a perfect response plan.

"The Righteous Soul Technology happens to be here."

With that said, Aizen dug out a written record from the file on the side.

Ruyue Ming leaned over and glanced curiously, but just such a glance made him feel drowsy.

It's all incomprehensible technical terms, too complicated, and a bit overclocked.

Aizen took the written record and asked:

"Are you going to give this to Tsunayashiro Ansai?"

Hearing this, Ru Yueming frowned and thought seriously.

After a moment, he raised his head and said curiously:

"How much do you know about this righteous soul technology?"

Aizen put it back on the desk and replied lightly:

"all."

Ruyue Ming suddenly felt a toothache, and the suppression from the genius made him breathless.

Aizen explained: "Scientific research and development is like this. Going from zero to one is often the most difficult."

"It will be much easier for latecomers to master it."

Ru Yueming's expression twitched, his eyes avoided the complicated written record, and asked:

"Can you do something with it?"

Aizen frowned slightly, then relaxed: "I understand what you are thinking."

"it should be OK."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Aizen starting to work at his desk, one after another confusing symbols and numbers being written smoothly under the tip of his pen.

Not long after, a written record similar to the previous one appeared on the paper.

"You can take this for delivery."

"The deviation value does not exceed 0.12%. No matter how Tsunayashiro Ansai uses this technology, it will leave irreparable mistakes."

Aizen handed the written record to Kisaragi Akira and destroyed the original.

Since you are doing a show, you have to do a full set.

The two then created traces of the battle in the soul extraction room and disguised the injuries of the two dead people.

at the same time.

In the Soul Calibration Laboratory of Division 12, Fuchikami was flipping through the various materials stacked on the bookshelf with his hands and feet.

And just when he was concentrating, a soft voice slowly sounded from behind:

"The team building is extremely lively today..."

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