At the large villa in Aoyama Itchome, where the ginkgo trees are basking in the wind and snow. Hikatsu remained seated beside the door frame, his casual kimono unable to stop the cold from outside the courtyard. He didn't feel the cold at all, his eyes turned to the fake painted rocks where the yellow light was just a thin thread stretching on the ground. Hikatsu's mind was still deeply imprinted with the wounds of the past. He sighed softly, his cold, lifeless eyes blurred for a moment and then returned to their original Gang. The man in the black jacket appeared again, this time he only dared to stand from afar, crouched down and reported slowly: “Sir, Lady Rika has escaped from the Business cabin. Katlyn was killed. But it seems the item was still on the flight. He is still waiting for your next command.”“Is Katlyn dead? Find someone to replace her.” Hikatsu said coldly, he raised his hand to raise the warm cup of tea to his lips, took a small sip,
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