Miura did not embarrass them when Zhao Ya and Qin Yuxiang left. After all, they had also investigated the nurses they recruited and found that they had nothing to do with Liu Zhiya.
Naturally, the two women left smoothly, and even the secret agents outside did not embarrass them.
When Zhang Tianhao saw the two girls leaving the clinic smoothly, he looked back from the corner of his eye.
In front of Miura, Zhang Tianhao did not look at the two women seriously to prevent him from taking another look and causing endless trouble to the two women.
Zhang Tianhao was sitting there, slowly taking out a cigarette and smoking it slowly.
He was stalling for time. After all, the departure of the two women was not just as simple as the two women leaving. What was more important was that Zhao Ya had to notify the two guards in the Liu family courtyard and ask them to leave in time.
As for the Liu family's courtyard, there was actually nothing at all. Except for a few sets of ordinary clothes, there was nothing of value.
Miura was also stalling for time. After all, he had to wait for the people from the patrol room to arrive and bring Zhang Tianhao over to confront the people from the patrol room.
Similarly, Zhang Tianhao did not expect that the Japanese would be so shameless and directly attributed the reason for the failure to Zhang Tianhao, even losing face.
Zhang Tianhao looked at the time, and a sarcastic smile suddenly appeared on his lips.
"Miura, as a qualified doctor, do you still have a bottom line and integrity? Do you Japanese still have credibility?"
"Trust, it would be an honor for you to receive a talent like you into the arms of the empire. Unfortunately, you are too ignorant of praise. Therefore, it is impossible for such a talent to be left to the Chinese. Only humane destruction is your last option.
Good way out!”
"Miura, you are wrong. You are wrong because you should not mess with me. You know, you are wrong. You have to pay the price with your life. Alas!"
Zhang Tianhao said lightly, with a hint of disdain in his calm tone.
"Are you kidding me?"
Miura was also stunned, and then he couldn't help but laugh, as if he had heard the best joke.
After all, the other party is just a doctor. It is too naive to threaten him.
"You think it's funny?"
A hint of contempt flashed in Zhang Tianhao's eyes, and his hand suddenly stretched out towards Miura opposite.
Because the movement was too fast, a vague afterimage was almost formed in mid-air. Miura was also stunned for a moment, and then when he looked at Zhang Tianhao's hand, he saw that Zhang Tianhao's right hand had been withdrawn.
At this time, he saw Zhang Tianhao holding an extremely thin steel wire in his right hand, which was more than twice as thin as a bicycle wire.
Moreover, the stainless steel is obviously particularly dazzling under the influence of light.
"Dr. Liu, you don't want to attack me with this five-inch long silver needle, do you? Haha!"
"No, you are wrong. This is not a silver needle, but a steel needle. I really don't want to attack you, but you really let me down."
Zhang Tianhao looked at him with a sympathetic look, as if he was looking at a dead person.
No, this is a dead person.
Zhang Tianhao is quite confident in his speed, not to mention that the thin steel needle held in his right hand with an afterimage just now has penetrated directly into Miura's heart.
You can't see it now, but in a few minutes, Miura's blood will flow out from the hole in his heart.
"You three come in!"
Zhang Tianhao shouted loudly in Japanese to the three Japanese bodyguards outside.
"Something happened to Dean Miura. You move quickly and take the dean away to see what happened!"
The three Japanese bodyguards outside were also stunned after hearing Zhang Tianhao's words, but they still walked in to see what happened to Miura.
At this time, Miura's eyes also showed a look of shock. After all, he seemed to have heard this voice before and was quite familiar with it.
His brain was also running rapidly, and he instantly thought of a person, that was a Japanese.
"It's you!"
His eyes widened, he looked at Zhang Tianhao in front of him almost in disbelief, and he opened his mouth to shout.
But at this moment, he suddenly found that his heart seemed to be itchy, and he felt that all the strength in his body seemed to be slowly disappearing.
"You, you, what did you do to me?"
"I didn't do anything, I just told you one thing, that is, you shouldn't provoke me. Now you know that regret is useless. Haha!"
A contemptuous smile flashed across Zhang Sanhao's eyes, and even when he looked at him, his face became extremely mocking.
At this time, Miura's eyes changed from complacency to shock and fear. After all, he never expected that the doctor Liu he wanted to recruit in front of him would reveal his real fangs at this moment.
Killed him directly.
And he could almost tell from the voice that the Liu Zhiya in front of him was the voice of the original Jiichiro Kagehira.
Then this can only explain one problem, that is, the original Jiichiro Kehei is the one he pretended to be. Only in this way can it make sense.
And he can speak Japanese so fluently that anyone who is not a fool will know that the other party is lying.
"You, who are you?"
A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth unconsciously. Miura seemed to have used up his last strength to ask who Zhang Tianhao was.
The sound was very small and almost inaudible. Only Zhang Tianhao who was close could hear it clearly. It might not be heard a few steps away.
"Zhang Tianhao!"
Zhang Tianhao whispered something in his ear, and then he couldn't help but reveal a sarcastic smile.
"It's you, it's you..."
Miura never imagined that the person the Japanese wanted to catch would be the person in front of him.
Zhang Tianhao, Major General of the Central Military Commission, Chief of Shanghai Station.
Without even thinking about it, this idea came to mind in his mind. He wanted to accuse Zhang Tianhao, but his power seemed to have disappeared and his eyes widened.
But I couldn't speak anymore, and I was taking in more air, and outgoing air became even less, and my breath became extremely chaotic and became weaker and weaker.
"Dean Miura, what happened?"
At this moment, three bodyguards who were a few meters away from outside also walked in directly. Then they saw Miura's body shaking and asked with some doubts.
"Come here, Dean Miura seems to be sick!"
When Zhang Tianhao raised his head again, the expression on his face had already changed and became extremely serious and serious.
He was more worried, as if Dean Miura was sick and had a lot to do with him.
"Ah, Dean Miura, Dean Miura, what's wrong with you?"
The bodyguard also noticed something was wrong, so he immediately came over, supported Miura, and wanted to ask.
After Zhang Tianhao saw all three bodyguards come in, he couldn't help but sneer. At the same time, two scalpels suddenly appeared in his hand and he walked to the side of the three bodyguards.
He slit three throats with skillful movements. When the three bodyguards couldn't believe it, he withdrew his hand again.
In his hands, he held a shining scalpel, which seemed to have no trace of blood on it and looked completely new.
"Oh, it's been contaminated by your dirty blood again. What a pity, it's a waste of my alcohol and time!"
When his scalpel disappeared again, he carried two bodyguards who were still alive and walked to the chairs on the side. ()