Guns and Coffee in the World of Science

Chapter 235 Exchange of Interests

Akai Mari and Sera Masumi were breathing rapidly, and their heartbeats could almost be heard echoing.

They had just been to the King of Hell's Palace, but the current situation made them extremely confused.

The members of the organization who had been so arrogant just a moment ago fell to the ground, their blood gradually staining the cobblestones of the alley red. And I didn't know if the one who saved them was a good person or not. This feeling was very bad.

"Ah... they turned out to be two cute little kittens. How pitiful they are."

The voice was like a gentle breeze, and it was clearly the same words that the members of the organization had just said, but to the two of them, it did not sound annoying at all. Instead, it sounded a bit like a joke between friends.

Akai Mary and Sera Masumi's hearts sank suddenly, and their eyes quickly focused on the figure walking slowly towards them.

She was a middle-aged woman in a kimono, with light steps and elegant manners, as if she was not in this dangerous and bloody alley, but leisurely walking in a quiet teahouse.

Her kimono was exquisite and elegant, embellished with delicate patterns, her long hair was neatly combed, and her graceful posture seemed to soften the air around her.

She had a gentle smile on her face. The traces of time had not left any trace on her appearance. Instead, she looked even more charming because of her rich experience.

If it weren't for the carnage before her eyes and the man in a black suit behind her, this woman would undoubtedly be mistaken for a noble Japanese lady.

Akai Mary and Sera Masumi did not dare to relax at all.

Their eyes were fixed on the katana in the woman's hand. The blade was gleaming with a faint cold light, and blood was dripping from the tip.

The bright red blood dripped onto the ground, as if reminding them that this knife was not just a decoration, but a murder weapon that had stained many lives.

The woman approached gracefully, her eyes sweeping over the mother and daughter, finally settling on Akai Mari's face. She smiled softly, "Akai Mari, an MI6 agent, is so unlucky."

Her tone was gentle, but it made people feel cold.

Akai Mari gritted her teeth and stood up straight. Despite her weak body, her eyes were still full of sharp light: "Who are you? How do you know me?"

The woman in kimono covered her mouth and chuckled. Her smile was like the warm sun in winter, gentle but frightening.

Her eyes held an indescribable charm, like a poisonous snake slowly winding in the sun, carrying a deadly temptation.

Even a young girl like Sera Masumi couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, with a hint of confusion and shock in her eyes.

She subconsciously noticed the woman's eyes, her breathtaking temperament, and even the subtle temptation in her temperament, which made her a little stunned.

"Haha, is this how you MI6 treat your savior?" The woman in kimono opened her red lips slightly, her gentle voice carrying a hint of amusement.

Sera Masumi was stunned for a moment and turned away with a red face.

Indeed, the woman in kimono in front of them had just helped them out of trouble, but it was really rude of them to stare at her with such hostility.

But unlike her daughter, Akai Mary would not be easily influenced by these few words.

Her eyes were as sharp as a cheetah's, staring at every movement and every detail of the woman in kimono.

She had already sensed an undeniable murderous intent from this woman. The cold aura did not simply come from the samurai sword in her hand, but more of a pressure that emanated from within, as if she had some kind of natural connection with the god of death.

She took a deep breath, still not letting down her guard, silently calculating their movements in her mind. If they really started fighting... there was no way she could win!

Just as the tension filled the air, suddenly, a deep male voice broke the deadlock.

"Big sister! We checked and everything is resolved."

A man in black stepped forward and bowed his head respectfully to report to the woman in kimono.

The woman in kimono nodded slightly, a smile that seemed to be always gentle but chilling appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Thank you for your hard work."

She extended a slender hand, and the man in black quickly handed her a scabbard.

The woman took the scabbard and swung the katana skillfully with light movements. The blood on the tip of the blade flew away. She gracefully rotated the blade like a dancer performing perfect knife flowers on the stage.

The blade drew streaks of cold light in the air, and it seemed that every stroke could cut through the air, making people feel a biting chill.

Then, she steadily sheathed the katana, the scabbard making a crisp click.

The samurai sword that had soaked up enough blood was as cold and ruthless as her temperament.

The woman raised her head, her eyes scrutinizing her. She glanced at Akai Mari and Sera Masumi, and raised the corners of her mouth slightly: "Let's go, there are still many little mice to deal with."

She said calmly, turning and starting to walk away.

Behind her, the men in black followed closely behind her, forming two rows and neatly making way for her to have a wide passage.

Her graceful steps were like flowing clouds and running water, moving forward step by step without any pause.

Watching the group of people gradually moving away, the mother and daughter breathed a sigh of relief from the tense confrontation. The oppressive feeling of this woman was too strong.

Staring closely at Towako's back, Akai Mary's pupils suddenly shrank, and her sight suddenly locked on the exquisite golden embroidered logo on the back of the woman's kimono. It was elegant and mysterious, as if declaring some kind of absolute power and control.

A flash of lightning flashed through her mind, and Akai Mari's breathing almost stopped.

Her heartbeat quickened, and she instantly connected with the information from the past.

"Towako..."

Akai Mary whispered the name and her heart was shocked.

At this moment, Akai Mari had almost no time to think more, and the calmness on her face was quickly replaced by an almost instinctive sense of urgency.

She spoke quickly, her voice earnest and respectful: "Please wait a moment!"

Hearing her voice, Towako raised her eyebrows slightly and stopped. She turned slowly, her face still with that gentle smile, as if nothing had changed: "Oh? Is there anything else?"

A hint of hesitation flashed across Akai Mari's eyes. She took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

She raised her hands to cover her chest. With the support of Sera Masumi, Akai Mary slowly approached Towako. A trace of struggle flashed in her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure.

She took out two gold coins from her pocket and handed them to Towako.

The surface of the gold coin reflected a faint light, as if conveying her sincerity and helplessness to the woman: "I beg you, help us leave Japan and send us out of the country."

Towako looked at the gold coins handed over by Akai Mary and raised the corners of her mouth slightly. She was not surprised, but instead showed a thoughtful expression.

She wasn't in a hurry to take the gold coin, but instead spoke slowly in a teasing tone, "Ah~~~, so you guys at MI6 also use this? It seems like as agents, you really have all the tricks up your sleeve."

Akai Mary forced herself to ignore the teasing in Towako's words and smiled through gritted teeth: "How can I not be prepared after coming to Tokyo?"

Towako nodded slightly and raised her hand to take the gold coin. Her movement was elegant and confident, as if this transaction had been part of her plan.

A man in black quickly stepped forward and respectfully handed Sera Masumi a small bottle.

Masumi Sera was stunned for a moment and looked down at the bottle in her hand. It was a simple small spray bottle with a few words written on the bottle that she didn't recognize - but that didn't matter.

"This...this is..."

Sera Masumi's voice trembled slightly, unable to conceal her inner confusion and surprise.

She never thought that the woman in front of her could provide such help, an inhaler to relieve asthma symptoms.

Sera Masumi finally took a deep breath, put away the bottle of spray, and said with his head down, "Thank you."

Towako smiled faintly and said nothing more. She turned around and walked forward without looking back. The men in black formed a line and followed closely behind her.

The mother and daughter looked at each other, and while they felt completely relieved, they also felt complicated.

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The luxury car's engine roared low as it slowly drove out of the remote alley.

The atmosphere in the car was unusually quiet, and there was an invisible sense of oppression in the air.

Towako sat upright in the back seat, her hands folded on her knees, her usual gentle smile still on her face, but her eyes were so cold that they could almost freeze the air.

She stared at the rapidly receding street scene outside the window, as if she was thinking deeply about something important.

The young man in the passenger seat couldn't help but speak, breaking the silence in the car.

"Big sister, why do we have to come here specifically to rescue them?"

There was a hint of doubt in the younger brother's tone. He clearly felt that this action was too sudden and unnecessary. The mother and daughter did not seem to be people worthy of attention, and saving them did not seem to have much meaning.

Towako tilted her head slightly and revealed a faint smile, but that smile did not carry any warmth, but instead seemed cold and unfathomable.

"Humph!"

She smiled softly, her tone revealing an unquestionable confidence.

"Akai Mary is different from her idiot son. She holds a very special position in the UK. If we do her a favor now, we will gain more."

The younger brother was a little confused after hearing this, and continued to ask cautiously: "But..."

He hesitated for a moment before finally speaking: "If she knew that Akai Shuichi was..."

Before she could finish her words, Towako's smile suddenly disappeared, and her eyes shot towards the co-pilot as cold as a knife.

The temperature in the car dropped suddenly, making it almost impossible to breathe. She interrupted her younger brother coldly, her voice calm but full of oppression: "Shut up!"

The younger brother suddenly felt a murderous aura like ice and snow enveloping the entire carriage. He shuddered subconsciously, and all the hairs on his body stood up.

Towako leaned slightly towards the car window, her eyes wandering over the blurry streets outside. She was silent for a moment before she slowly spoke.

"Akai Shuichi was killed by members of the organization, am I right?" Her tone was cold as ice, and every word she said carried an invisible pressure.

The younger brother nodded hurriedly, his voice sounding extremely cautious. "Hey! That's right! Big Sister, you're right. It was definitely someone from the organization who did it."

A cold light flashed in Towako's eyes. She did not continue to ask questions, but just withdrew her gaze lightly and smiled slightly, as if the silence and threat just now were just a passing cloud.

"Her enemy is the organization, and we have to deal with it too. We are on the same side, this! is the truth."

Her words echoed in the car, giving people an irresistible power. Her smile was still gentle, but this gentleness was filled with some unfathomable meaning: "I hope I won't hear words I don't like anymore."

The younger brother immediately realized that his recklessness had angered the Big Sister. He quickly bowed his head and apologized, his tone very respectful: "I'm so sorry, Big Sister!"

The car fell into silence again, and Towako closed her eyes. For an intelligence dealer like Towako, connections are the foundation of her life.

Every move she makes is for a deeper exchange of interests.