"Sato, was that shout just now from you? Is it handled? Answer me, Sato!"
Right at this moment, two shouts from a teammate suddenly came from the hidden Bluetooth earpiece by the corpse's ear.
Jian Na's eyes went cold in an instant. Her right hand quickly felt around her waist, drew a black tactical straight knife, spun around fast, ran to the suite door, and hid behind it.
The next second, footsteps on the carpet outside the door came closer from far away.
Another short Japanese security officer walked in, and when he saw his teammate's corpse lying in the living room, his face changed dramatically on the spot.
Just as his attention was completely drawn to the corpse, Jian Na suddenly struck, a clean, decisive straight thrust aimed at the short guard's neck. From the speed of that strike, she was even more proficient than specially trained military or police.
"Pshh!"
"Ah!"
