The Proud Life of Rebirth

"Boss, there is another news. The President of the United States will visit Japan in three days, and the itinerary includes a meeting with Hojo Sousuke." Lang Yong said again.

A sneer appeared on the smiling fox's face and said: "The Yankees really can't wait. The former Prime Minister just retired, and they rushed to give Sousuke Hojo a boost."

"What should we do now?" Zhao Rui asked.

The smiling fox didn't speak, but looked at Brother Hu who was at the side.

Brother Hu frowned slightly and said: "Now we only have 12 people, it is definitely impossible to fight recklessly, we can only find a way to ambush and assassinate."

The smiling fox nodded and said: "Yes, but the biggest problem now is that we have no way of knowing the whereabouts of Hojo Sousuke, and it is almost impossible to ambush him."

Everyone was silent, and the clown, who had been sitting by the side without chewing, had a look of confusion in his eyes.

In the end he sighed softly and said, "Leave this to me, I can get the whereabouts of Hojo Sousuke."

"You?" Big Bear looked at him in surprise.

The clown nodded and said, "Hojo Sousuke is the puppet that the Japanese royal family and the dark parliament jointly pushed to the stage. The only people who know his exact whereabouts are the Japanese royal family and the people sent by the parliament to cooperate with the Japanese royal family."

"So what? You have betrayed the Dark Council now, how else can you get this information?"

The clown's expression was a bit complicated. After a long time, he said: "In short, just leave it to me. I will get the information you want before tomorrow." After speaking, he got up and returned to his room.

Guys look at me, I look at you, obviously everyone doesn't know what the clown can do.

If he dares to go to the members of the Dark Council now, it will definitely be a dead end!

"Perhaps we should believe him. Since he said so, he must be sure." Mo Shaokun broke the silence.

Brother Hu and the smiling fox looked at each other, and finally nodded.

That night, the clown left the villa alone.

His injury is still not healed, Mo Shaokun and others were a little worried and proposed to go with him, at least to protect him secretly.

It took such a lot of effort to regain freedom. Wouldn't it be too unfair if you just fell down like this?

But the clown rejected their kindness, he asked everyone to stay in the villa to wait for his news, and then drove away alone.

In the center of Tokyo, in the presidential suite of a certain hotel.

Martha's legs were crossed, a lady's cigarette was held between her slender fingers, and there was some excitement in her eyes.

After preparing for so long, it is finally coming to an end. After Hojo Sousuke successfully takes the stage, her mission will be completed.

Jack sat aside and frowned slightly. He has been in a bad mood these days.

Since the clown disappeared, he tried every means to find it, but in the end there was no news.

In desperation, Jack reported the disappearance of the clown to Thorn, and after learning about the situation, Thorn sent Quinn and Parker to Japan with a locator and a tracker.

Originally Jack thought he could find the clown in this way, but the result disappointed him again.

For half a month, Quinn and Parker took the locator and almost searched the Japanese country, but they couldn't find the source of the signal carried by the clown!

This gave Jack a bad premonition, could it be that the clown really...

"Jack, Hojo Sousuke is going to visit the shrine the day after tomorrow. I hope you can protect him personally." Martha suddenly turned her head and said to Jack.

Jack nodded absent-mindedly as a response.

He knew the importance of this plan to the organization, and at this point, if something happened to him, he might be in bad luck.

"I know you are worried about the clown, but I have to remind you that the clown has probably... you know. I don't know what the relationship between you is, but don't forget the mission that the higher authorities sent you to Wa country .”

Jack frowned and looked at Martha with some displeasure. He hated this woman's preaching tone.

He opened his mouth and was about to say something, but suddenly there was a doorbell outside the house.

ding dong...

Jack stopped the words on his lips, got up and opened the door.

A waiter bowed to him and asked in half-baked English, "Are you Mr. Jack?"

"Is something wrong?" Jack looked at the man coldly.

Chapter 6 My Brother

"Hello, Mr. Jack, a lady asked me to give this to you just now." The waiter confirmed the identity of the person in front of him, took out a small note from his pocket and handed it with both hands.

"Ma'am?" Jack frowned slightly. He didn't know any ladies in Japan.

Although he was puzzled, he still took the note, opened it and then Jack was stunned.

A number was written on the note with a horizontal line drawn underneath.

It was a very simple horizontal line without any special meaning, just like the trace left by the tip of a pen.

If other people see this horizontal line, they will definitely not have any idea, but Jack is different!

Memories from the past came to mind again, and there was an inexplicable smile on his face. The smile was not the iconic evil smile of the past, but a sincere and soft smile.

The coldness that was always hidden in his eyes also quietly melted away, and at this moment he did not look like he was playing the trump card in the past.

"Sir?" The waiter couldn't help calling out when he saw that Jack was looking stupidly at the note.

Jack came back to his senses, crumpled up the note and stuffed it into his pocket, smiled forcedly at the waiter, took out a few Japanese coins and handed them to him.

"Thank you."

The waiter looked at Jack in astonishment. It was not the first time he had met this big client who had lived in the presidential suite of the hotel for several months. Usually, this gentleman always looked condescending, even if he rubbed against him There will always be an invisible pressure in passing, but today this guy actually said thank you to him?

Before the waiter came back to his senses, Jack turned his head to Martha and said, "I have something to go out for a while."

After finishing speaking, he left without waiting for Martha to reply.

Martha on the sofa frowned slightly when she saw this, and beckoned to the waiter when she saw that the waiter was still standing at the door.

Seeing that the top-quality mature woman he had fantasized about countless times in his dreams was waving at him, the waiter was heartbroken and quickly walked in.

"You... hello, may I ask... is there anything I can do for you?"

In front of Martha, the waiter was obviously a bit cautious.

Martha's red lips curled up and she smiled lightly, "What did you tell him just now?"

"A lady asked me to pass a note to Mr. Jack." The waiter said without any hesitation.