Marvel: Spear Bureau Technical Advisor

Xiangqian never thought that Yashida Ichiro, who was talking to him well during the day, died that night as soon as he said he would die.

At the invitation of Yashida Shingen, he lived in the villa manor forward; whoever was awakened by a noise in the guest room in the middle of the night saw a group of people crowding around and pushing Yashida Ichiro's hospital bed out.

Within an hour, I heard the news that the old man had died.

At that time, Logan was also awakened. The two looked at each other across the small courtyard, and neither of them paid attention to each other.

When Qianqian got the news of Yashida Ichiro's death, he had a general feeling in his mind. He felt that the old man was probably pretending to be dead.

Because when the group of people gathered around the hospital bed to send them out earlier, Qianqian intentionally took a look from the perspective of the soul; although Yashida Ichiro's soul was very weak, it was no different from when we met during the day.

In other words, when the old man's medical staff sent people out with great fanfare, the old man's physical condition did not show any signs of deterioration at all.

Since the worsening of the condition is faking, then the subsequent death is naturally likely to be faking too-unless they get into a car accident when they go out.

Thinking about the strange death information of Yashida Ichiro, Xiangqian felt that things were getting more and more interesting.

During the daytime the next day, Xiangqian met Mariko Yashida, whose eyes were red from crying, at the gate of the villa; beside her was a petite Japanese girl.

Although the impression of the first meeting was not very good, Mariko still showed the demeanor of a lady, restrained her sad look, and said hello to Qianqian.

"I just learned the sad news of Mr. Shi Lang, please condolences." Xiang Qiang said.

Mariko bowed again: "Thank you; I originally invited you to come as a guest, but it happened that my grandfather passed away unexpectedly; if there is any impoliteness, please forgive me."

Observing Mariko's expression forward, he continued to strike up a conversation: "Miss Mariko must have a good relationship with Mr. Shilang."

"Grandfather has always loved me..." Mariko's eye circles suddenly turned red again, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Perhaps because she didn't want to cry in front of the guests, Mariko bowed again and left in a hurry.

Seeing Mariko and her female companion walking away quickly, Qianqian was hesitating whether she knew the truth about Shilang's death; suddenly he heard someone behind him tease: "It seems that playboys are sometimes ignored by women."

"Logan?" Qianqian asked pretending to be surprised, "Are you eavesdropping or peeping just now? Are you going to change your career to be a paparazzi? Although wolves and dogs belong to the canine family, there is still a big difference."

When trying to provoke someone, the forward tongue never disappoints.

Logan raised his fist and was about to rush over to strike; finally, he was a little sane and didn't show his Adamantium alloy steel claws.

But in Logan's mind, the little bastard Xiangqian relied on high-tech weapons to be arrogant in front of Magneto; at this moment, he is empty-handed, which happens to be a great opportunity to beat him up.

Then, when Logan stretched out his hands and grabbed the front collar to lift him up, he was surprised to find that the other party was not moving at all.

Under Logan's suspicious gaze, Qianqian sneered indifferently, raised his hands, clasped the pulse gate on the opponent's wrist lightly, and broke it outward.

A tough guy like Logan couldn't help but turn pale at the severe pain coming from the pulse gates of both wrists.

The Edman alloy only covered his bones, but not the muscles and meridians.

Under the severe pain, Logan subconsciously exerted force with his hands, but failed to break free from the opponent's control.

Steel claws suddenly sprang out from between the fingers, and the steel blade almost brushed forward's cheek.

Qiangqian frowned in disgust, and moved his hands a little further to keep the steel blade away from him.

"You..." Logan was horrified.

"Strange?" Qianqianyu teased, "Suddenly found that not only is my brain not as good as mine, but I am not even stronger than me; I have no advantage at all—do you feel very disappointed?"

Logan struggled twice with his arms, but found that he couldn't break free, so he gritted his teeth and gave a head hammer forward.Unexpectedly, Qianqian's reaction was a little faster, pinching his wrists and pushing forward.

"clang!"

Logan's head hammer directly hit his steel claw; blood was dripping on his forehead.

Xiangqian sneered, shook his head and sighed deliberately, as if he was embarrassed by Logan's stupid act of cutting himself.

"I need to remind you that this is at someone else's house... No!" Xiang Qiang suddenly realized, "Logan, why is your recovery ability weakened?"

"What?" Logan, who was furious, didn't realize it.

Pushing his hands forward, he pushed Logan away a few steps; "Didn't you notice that the wound on your forehead is healing much slower than before."

Logan also noticed that something was wrong. He put away his steel claws and wiped his forehead with his hands. His hands were covered in blood, and his forehead was still in hot pain.

With the protection of Adamantium alloy, Logan's forehead was only a skin trauma; for him, such a wound would have healed in two or three seconds; but now more than ten seconds have passed.

"Are you sick or what's going on?" Looking at Logan's bewildered look, he asked forward in doubt.

Logan said angrily, "I'm fine."

"Then why is this?" He pointed forward to the wound that had not completely healed.

"I don't know, and it's none of your business." Logan wiped off the blood on his forehead, turned around and left.

Going forward and shouting at his back: "Did Ichiro Yashida tell you anything?"

"That's none of your business." Logan didn't look back.

Looking forward at the back of Logan leaving, full of suspicion.

A Yashida Ichiro who suddenly "died" before he died; a Wolverine who was always strong but suddenly became weak.

What happened in Yashida Villa Manor became more and more weird.

Meanwhile, another weird conversation is taking place between Dr. Green and Alexandra.

"Mr. Yashida Ichiro wants to see Nobuoka Yoshioka;" Dr. Green looked at the woman in front of him suspiciously, "But you are not Japanese, nor are you a man. Where is Nobuoka Yoshioka?"

"He has other business, really can't come." Alexandra said.

"So, you can represent the Hand?"

Alexandra sneered: "I am the leader of the Hand; and you...can you represent Yashida Ichiro?"

"Yes, of course." Dr. Green judged that the woman in front of him did have sufficient authority; "Of course, if you want a power of attorney, I can't get it."

"It doesn't matter; Yashida Ichiro is dead, so is there any need for our conversation?"

Dr. Green showed a half-smile expression: "Mr. Shi Lang's life and death have nothing to do with this conversation. No matter what happens, you must fulfill his request."

"Why do you think we'll listen to you?"

Dr. Green's smile became even brighter, as if mocking the stupidity of the Hand, and Alexandra's pretended calm.

"Just rely on the thing you buried 50 meters deep in the valley."

Dr. Green got his wish and saw Alexandra's expression change dramatically.

"You are indeed cautious enough to bury things so deep; aren't you afraid that you won't find them in time? But Mr. Shi Lang wants me to tell you that in 40 years, even the earth's crust can be dug through, let alone such a depth? "