Chapter 229: Two Brothers at Odds

"Kuchiki Senya, Yamamoto Ryuno, heh heh, since the two of you brothers are fighting each other, I'll just sit back and reap the fisherman's gains." Colonel Yamamoto said with a cold smile.

"That bastard Eastern foreigner." Another special agent followed up: "We came to the Eastern lands this time specifically to track down Yamamoto Kyoko's whereabouts, but halfway we ran into an Eastern ninja ambush."

"Mm, Yamamoto Kyoko, that beautiful Huaxia woman." At this moment, Colonel Yamamoto narrowed his eyes and said: "Her mother was one of our Eastern people. Back then my father sent Yamamoto Kyoko to Huaxia, but who would have thought she'd actually smuggle her way back to the Eastern lands and marry Yamamoto Nagayama — truly a disgrace!"

"Yes, this Yamamoto Kyoko is really brazen enough to betray even you, Colonel-san!" the special agent said.

Colonel Yamamoto mocked with a smile: "When she first married Yamamoto Nagayama, she should still have been a maiden, right? The price of someone like that is very steep — I've set my sights on her."

Pausing for a moment, Colonel Yamamoto waved his hand at his subordinate: "Go, capture that woman, and have her attend to me tonight."

"Yes, Colonel-sama, please wait a moment, I'll be right back."

The special agent excitedly rubbed his hands together, then headed straight for the Huaxia capital.

…………

Kuchiki Senya returned to the hotel and took a shower.

Then he changed into a loose set of loungewear, sat on the bed, and quietly stared at the computer screen on the desk, his gaze calm and unruffled.

He was gathering information on members of the Yamamoto organization. During this process, he had already filtered out three suspects, which made him sigh with emotion, because these three were precisely the three subordinates of Yamamoto Nagayama who had previously attempted to assassinate Su Rui in the Eastern lands.

"Sigh…" Kuchiki Senya let out a breath and shut off the computer.

He knew these three absolutely could not escape involvement — this was beyond doubt — but who exactly was manipulating everything behind the scenes, Kuchiki Senya still did not know.

He picked up the envelope covered in handwriting, tore it open and looked — it was a memorial letter.

"Kuchiki-kun, I'm very sorry I couldn't be of help to you." A message from Colonel Yamamoto.

Looking at every line above, Kuchiki Senya's gaze gradually grew solemn.

He did not think Colonel Yamamoto's words were mere pleasantries.

The other's strength was formidable; otherwise they wouldn't have been able to lead him around by the nose.

But why was this Colonel Yamamoto doing this?

Kuchiki Senya did not know the answer. During this period, Yamamoto Nagayama and Colonel Yamamoto had never really gotten along — fighting each other, checking each other, to the point where they were at daggers drawn. But now, his younger brother Yamamoto Ryuno had already died a miserable death at the other's hands, and the state of the corpse was tragic.

After a brief few minutes of contemplation, Kuchiki Senya dialed a number: "Hello, it's me. I hope to see Yamamoto Nagayama's head tomorrow, otherwise…"

Saying this, he took a deep breath: "I will immediately charge into Hokkaido and wipe out the Yamamoto organization's headquarters."

The other end of the line was silent for a minute: "Are you sure?"

"I'm very sure," Kuchiki Senya said lightly.

This voice was filled with determination and murderous intent.

"…Alright, no problem," the other end of the line said.

After speaking, the other party hung up the phone, clean and decisive.

"Hokkaido…"

Looking at the note on the desk, Kuchiki Senya frowned slightly and murmured.

"Certain forces in Hokkaido probably wouldn't want to see a Yamamoto Kyoko stirring up trouble, would they?"

…………

"Young Lady, you've been absent-minded lately — is there some painful memory weighing on your heart? Would you like us to look into it for you?" An old woman in a black robe stood inside Yamamoto Kyoko's room and said.

(Li Zhaozhao) Yamamoto Kyoko was lying on the bed, her beautiful eyes open, staring at the chandelier above, her gaze deep and lost.

In truth, ever since coming to the Eastern lands, a tinge of worry and dread had always lingered deep within her heart.

The figure of that one person kept surfacing in Yamamoto Kyoko's mind.

She didn't know why her heart had become like this.

That man had already disappeared for a long time.

"Young Lady, if you miss the Young Master, then go back for a visit — after all… that is your homeland." The old woman said, her eyes likewise flickering with a thick sense of sorrow.