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This completes your alibi.
Take off the outer clothes and put them beside the bed, revealing the black tights underneath, take off the wig, take out the black mask and black gloves and put them on.
This is a set of ninja cosplay costume that he bought from a comic convention center when he passed by it on his way back.
It's not that he has any strange interests, but it's really difficult for him to buy a complete set of black outfit.
In an instant, she transformed from a cool and pretty lady into a legendary ninja.
But luckily they were more serious ones, and I didn’t buy anything like Taimanin or something like that.
If Candice didn't have the means of reconnaissance, he wouldn't have worn such strange clothes.
With this layer of cover, even if I am discovered and take action, as long as I run fast enough, no one will know my undercover identity.
The body blessed by demonic power was extremely agile. It left only a trail of afterimage before leaving through the window.
Li Muzhi finally understood why assassins had to wear black clothes at night. It was extremely effective in terms of concealment.
On the other side, in the dean's office, Candice was sitting in a recliner with her eyes closed, holding the black parchment book in her hand.
Sister Caroline was standing next to him, looking restless:
“We shouldn’t have let her come, and now our plan has been discovered before it can be implemented.
If she hadn’t become popular on the Internet, we wouldn’t have been found so quickly. She is a beauty who brings disaster.”
"Calm down, Sister Caroline." Candice looked at the parchment book in her hand and spoke softly:
"This book is the treasure they guarded, and now we have it. So it's only a matter of time before they come to our door. Aren't we prepared for this?"
"But... we are not ready yet, and the sacrifices we have now are not enough." Sister Caroline looked anxious:
"Those guys are ninjas, and they're said to be able to breathe fire and summon giant Buddhas taller than a mountain!"
Candice, who was sitting on the chair, was stunned when she heard this, and looked at Sister Caroline with a strange expression:
"Although I don't know much about Eastern culture, I know that ninjas are supposed to be assassins. Why can they breathe fire?"
"Really, I found it on Google." Caroline took out her cell phone and handed it over.
On the phone screen, a black-haired guy put his hands together and then spewed out a ball of fire that covered the entire battlefield.
His opponent also blocked him in the same way.
Assassination is impossible, it's like two teams of mages bombarding each other with skills.
Dean Candice read it with a strange expression, closed her eyes, rubbed her nose with her hand, and opened her eyes after a while:
"Let's go to the base. Even if they are attacked there, we can rely on the power of this book to defend ourselves. They won't dare to make too much noise."
At this point, she looked at the black parchment book in her hand: "They absolutely dare not let anyone know about the existence of this taboo."
On the other side, Li Muzhi's figure flashed quickly in the darkness, leaving only a residual image in the darkness.
His target was Dean Candice's residence. If he could get the necessary information, he would be able to achieve twice the result with half the effort.
There are only ordinary monks in the monastery, and he has absolute information that can avoid detection by ordinary people.
He now somewhat enjoyed the feeling of hiding in the darkness.
Turning the corner in front, he entered the downstairs of Candice's room. This was the best position he found after observing behind the curtains during the day.
He was very fast and in just a moment he had gone around the corner.
Li Muzhi felt that the moment he turned the corner, something that only reached his chest hit him.
"..." A suppressed female moan sounded in the night. The sound was very small, but with his hearing, it was difficult to hear it.
His physical strength was no less than that of an ordinary monster. Due to the mutual action of forces, the small figure was knocked flying.
However, Li Muzhi reacted very quickly. He immediately grabbed her waist and pulled her into his arms.
"So thin..." This was my first feeling when I got it, and then I saw five pairs of eyes looking at me in the dark.
The two sides stared at each other in the dark, and the scene was eerily quiet for a moment.
"Shit..." Li Muzhi's face darkened. He had stumbled into a den of thieves. Candice actually sent people to guard here. She was so meticulous.
He quickly gathered strength in his right hand, wanting to swing out a knife to force back the enemy in front of him, and then run away.
Before he could make any move, the figure in his arms had already crawled out.
She was not tall, only about 1.6 meters, only reaching Li Muzhi's chest, and had a black mask on her face.
Only a pair of black gemstone-like eyes were revealed.
She was wearing a black tights similar to Li Muzhi's style, which highlighted her healthy figure.
The reason why I say it's healthy is mainly because it's relatively flat, like a high school student who hasn't started to develop yet.
Li Muzhi secretly dispersed the demonic power in his hand because he found that the six people in front of him did not show any hostility.
They didn't even show any surprise, and they kept running in the same direction without stopping.
Seeing him standing there in a daze, the girl frowned and made a few gestures. Although he couldn't understand them, he could probably guess that she wanted him to catch up quickly.
Li Muzhi was stunned at first. Although he didn't know what was going on, he still followed them.
Chapter 206 What's Wrong with the Style
Shortly after Li Muzhi and others left, a figure appeared where they were just now.
He was wearing a black nightgown and moved lightly. After landing, he carefully observed his surroundings while making gestures in the dark.
However, he did not see the companion that the jonin mentioned at home, so he ran to the corner to look for the secret code, but still found nothing.
The black shadow touched his head and disappeared into the darkness again.
A few hundred meters away, five figures were moving between houses and streets under the cover of night.
The speed is not fast, but it can always find the most suitable cover.
From a distance, I just thought there were a few wild cats looking for food in the dark.
The five people moved at a distance of about two meters. Li Muzhi also mixed in the middle, following closely behind the short girl who was in the lead.
From this angle, you can feel the girl's body curves more clearly. She is petite and slender, not plump but very coordinated.
It is obvious that he has received professional training in posture.
"So flat" This was Li Muzhi's most intuitive feeling. His aunt's breasts were big and perky, while his senior sister's were big and soft. In comparison, the girl in front of him was too flat.
Unlike her own cosplay costume, she had a short knife on her waist, with a black rope tied to the end of the handle.
The blade was painted black all over. If it weren't for Li Muzhi's extraordinary eyesight, it would be easy to overlook her weapon.
There are also some unnamed props tied to his thighs. There are a lot of things, but it doesn’t look messy. There is a strange sense of neatness, like those well-trained special forces.
She was like a black kitten, jumping lightly in the dark night.
While observing the girl, he also looked at the four people around him, three men and one woman, whose faces were covered with black cloth and whose features could not be seen.
Although the dressing style is the same, which is black night wear, there are differences in the way props are carried and the details.
Just like the differences in modern military uniforms between countries.
No wonder he was able to fit into this team perfectly without looking out of place at all.
It seems that these people are not from the same place, but are just a temporary team.
And they seemed to consider themselves as members who came to meet.
While Li Muzhi was observing everyone, the girl running in front was also secretly observing the people behind her with a pair of black gemstone-like eyes.
She is the leading Chunin of this mission, and the other four are elite Genin from various families.
Seeing the people behind her trying to keep up with her speed, they all shook their heads with some effort: "An average Genin strength, solid foundation, but a little lacking in speed and endurance."
Then his eyes fell on Li Muzhi, who was closest to him, and he couldn't help but frown.
His steps were untidy and he was a little unfamiliar with finding cover.
Today's young ninjas are getting worse and worse. They can't even practice the basic skills well.
The girl sighed, turned around and continued to lead the way, without any doubt about Li Muzhi's identity.
In order to ensure the smooth progress of the mission, the people here were temporarily transferred from various families.
No one knows the content of the mission except yourself, so as to ensure that the mission is foolproof.
At the same time, in a small villa in the distant suburbs.
Candice sat on the leather sofa in the living room.
Sister Caroline stood aside with her hands folded, but her eyes kept glancing at the man sitting opposite her.
The man's face was covered with hideous scars. One of them ran from his forehead directly to his neck. Not only did he lose an eye, but he couldn't even close his lips.
Although he was smiling, it just made people feel eerie and scary.
"Hehe, I don't care about your affairs with those ninjas. You don't need to tell me the reason. Just give me enough money."
"It's just as the rumors say." Dean Candice smiled. "Even if you point a gun at your former companion, you don't care?"
"Companions?" The man grinned and said with disdain, "They are just some guys obsessed with old times and outdated technology."
After saying that, he pointed outside the window. According to the light in the house, one could vaguely see more than a dozen fully armed men standing outside the window with modern firearms in their hands.
"It's just like how Oda Nobunaga slaughtered those outdated ninjas." The man had a ferocious expression and licked his cracked lips with his tongue: "The so-called ninjutsu is nothing but a joke under today's weapons."
“Pa pa pa!” Dean Candice clapped her hands and said with a smile, “Then this mission will be handed over to you, sir. After tonight, I will pay you every penny.”
After saying that, he stood up and walked towards the inner room.
Sister Caroline, who was standing nearby, suddenly asked, "I heard that ninjas can use some escape techniques and spit out flames and water. Is that true?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the air around them seemed to quiet down, and the disdain in the man's eyes was not concealed at all.
Sister Caroline also felt that what she said was a bit stupid, and turned around awkwardly and followed Candice.
The two entered the back room, and Dean Candice walked over and tapped lightly on the wall in several places in the hallway.
The floor in front of me suddenly opened up, and a staircase leading directly to the ground appeared.
"Let's go, we'll spend the night here." Dean Candice walked down the stairs holding the black parchment book in her hand.