123: Chapter 120 Hell Has No Gates, You Came Here of Your Own Will

At this moment, the two hikers in windbreakers looked around. Seeing no one on the road, the two of them quickly slipped into a dark corner outside a villager's courtyard.

"Kudo, the situation is basically confirmed. I'm sure our team is the fastest. Let's hurry back and report to Boss Fujiwara!"

"Baka, I told you not to use my real name when we're outside!"

The man called Kudo was thin, wore glasses, and looked like an office worker. He glared fiercely at his companion, but the other man remained completely indifferent.

"Kudo-san, what are you afraid of? We're speaking in our native language. Even if these country bumpkins in Xia Country heard us, they wouldn't understand what we're saying. Besides, there's no one here. The courtyard wall behind us is four meters high and so thick; it's not like anyone could be lying on top of it eavesdropping on us, right?"

As he spoke, the man looked up. Hearing this, Kudo also looked, and indeed, there was no one.

This household seemed to be one of the wealthier ones in the village. It was a four-story building with a four-meter-high wall, a large footprint, and glass shards on top of the fence.

With such a thick wall and them speaking in lowered voices, even if someone were on the other side, they truly wouldn't be able to hear anything.

"Fine, you win. But we still haven't figured out who killed Nakamura and the others. The Xia Country police's confidentiality work is perfect; with our current intelligence capabilities, we can't infiltrate them at all.

Plus, the person we managed to plant through diplomatic channels not long ago was secretly disposed of by those shameful Xia Country people. Damn it!"

Speaking of this, Kudo was clearly very angry. This kind of work, which could only be done by deploying a large number of people to investigate, was far too dangerous, especially since they were operating in the heartland of Xia Country.

"Sigh, there's no help for it. That notebook involves too much. Not only does it contain important data from Xia Country, but it also has a list of our undercover agents.

Boss Fujiwara has given a strict order: we must find the notebook no matter what. But before that, we must find out the reason for Nakamura and the others' failure."

The other companion said helplessly. Being assigned this mission by Fujiwara was truly a last resort; after all, it was much more dangerous than simple infiltration.

Moreover, it hadn't been long since Nakamura's group failed; coming here so rashly carried a huge risk.

"The intelligence we currently have is limited. The good news is that based on the messages from Nakamura's earpiece at the time, they all died in the line of duty.

Even if the Xia Country police know they were spies, they won't be able to find anything.

The bad news is that the reason for Nakamura's failure hasn't been found yet, but through these past two days of inquiries, we can confirm one thing: Nakamura lost his life in the woods west of the village. Many villagers knew a major case happened there at the time. Although the Xia Country police strictly cordoned off the area, after careful analysis, there shouldn't be any mistake." Kudo stroked his chin, his eyes flashing with the light of wisdom.

"Kudo, the notebook probably hasn't been found in the mountains yet, right? So why would Nakamura and the others die there?" The companion asked, puzzled.

Kudo curled his lips slightly and pushed up his glasses with one finger. The light reflected glaringly off the lenses, making it impossible to see his eyes.

"This suggests that Nakamura likely suspected the notebook had been moved. Although I don't know how he came to that conclusion, the fact that he didn't die in the mountains or at his hiding spot, but in the woods west of the village, says a lot.

In the next few days, we just need to investigate whose family in the village had some incident, and we can lock onto a few key targets."

Kudo spoke logically and clearly. Although his companion was confused, it didn't affect his admiration for Kudo.

"Kudo, you're still the smart one. Let's go, let's hurry back and report this major discovery!"

"Hmm, but before we report to Boss Fujiwara, you must keep your mouth shut. Don't let the other teams know!"

As they spoke, the two walked out of the shadows and headed toward the village entrance.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the wall, Li Changsheng, who had been clinging tightly to the wall—with only three fingers of one hand resting on a small patch of the wall free of glass shards—quickly let go and landed steadily on the ground.

He stretched his sore fingers and looked at the phone in his other hand, pressing the play button.

Immediately, the sound of the two men's conversation played clearly. Although the volume was low, it wasn't too distorted after being amplified.

"Good thing the wind isn't strong today."

With a grim expression, Li Changsheng pocketed his phone and glanced at the bully dog nearby, which was guarding the house with its tail tucked between its legs. Li Changsheng immediately looked away.

Woof, woof, woof!

He quickly shifted his gaze back. The bully dog was instantly terrified, let out a few whimpers, and hurriedly tucked its tail in again. The whole dog was pacing back and forth in a flustered state, wanting to bark but not daring to, looking quite pitiful.

This household was one of the big ones in the village. The owner's surname was Huang; he used to sell leather shoes and now seemed to have a growing business, rarely returning home. Only his wife was at home, whom Li Changsheng had to address as Auntie. Hearing the barking, footsteps immediately came from inside.

"Oh, isn't this Changsheng? What are you..." Auntie Liu was somewhat plump, with narrow eyes and thin lips; she looked like a somewhat mean-spirited woman.

"Auntie Liu, it's nothing. My phone just dropped here, I'm leaving now." Li Changsheng waved his hand and walked to the front gate. With a few familiar and easy climbing movements, he flipped over and out in a second or two, leaving Auntie Liu, who was inside, stunned.

Pick up a phone? Who is he kidding! My wall is so high; are you playing basketball with your phone?

"You dog thing, usually you're so arrogant, why are you silent now?" Auntie Liu was annoyed. Seeing the bully dog still whimpering and looking terrified, she got even angrier and kicked the dog directly.

"Truly, there is a path to heaven, but you refuse to take it; there is no door to Hell, yet you came seeking it yourself!"

At this moment, in the bedroom, looking at the fully translated dialogue transcript, a hint of killing intent appeared on Li Changsheng's face.

Why couldn't those Japanese people just live their lives properly? Why did they have to provoke him again and again?

Looking at the last few paragraphs, Li Changsheng's anger flared up again, but he was already very good at controlling his facial expressions; on the surface, he still looked calm.

Even if Zhang Zhirong were right next to him, he probably wouldn't be able to detect the martial artist's rage within him.

"It seems this time it has nothing much to do with the police."

From these conversations, Li Changsheng understood that the police hadn't leaked anything; the problem didn't lie with the police, but that the Japanese had investigated it themselves.

After all, their higher-ups had the mission records of the previous group. As long as they checked according to the locations in the mission records, locking onto this place was normal.

It was also normal that they could find out so much information. After all, not every villager had the same level of awareness as Third Master.

"Still, thanks to the police's strict handling of the matter, although some things couldn't be hidden—too many people saw it at the time."

Li Changsheng lay back in his computer chair, his fingers toying with a playing card he had brought back from Shenzhen.

Fidgeting with his fingers while thinking had become a habit for Li Changsheng.

If not for this fidgeting, given the work pressure he had as a programmer before, it would have been normal for him to have learned to smoke. Li Changsheng felt that he owed not learning to smoke to this little habit.

He pondered in his mind what to do next; various scenarios from movies and TV shows surfaced, but he dismissed them all.