"All of them killed?"
"Yes."
"Do you feel like you've unleashed a demon?"
Jiang Chen, who had already returned to Tokyo, picked up his chopsticks to eat ramen, responding simply.
"Special circumstances, special measures."
These seemingly offhand four words carried thick bloodshed and many vibrant lives, almost exuding a tragic scent.
The emergency repairs at the nuclear plant were in full swing.
To compensate for a historic mistake, countless lives would be sacrificed, but this was the price the Japanese had to pay.
Cao Jinse was certainly not a saint with a Bodhisattva's heart, feeling no sympathy.
After all, Jiuding Group had already withdrawn from Yingdong Electric Power, and the matters of Yingdong Electric Power had nothing to do with her anymore, giving her no qualification to intervene.
"Prince Wataru Tetsuya's assassination? Does she have anything to do with it?"
