The Death Knell

Natasha immediately checked the internal parts of these dolls, hoping to find numbers or similar clues that could be traced.

These doll robots operate on batteries and are able to attack the nearest person like a land mine, with a simple music play at the end of the attack.

This is their program.

These doll robots are disposable, so they should be mass-produced. Mass production means that a large number of the same parts, such as capacitors or diodes, should have manufacturer numbers.

She wanted to find this.

Although this was not her first mission in Japan, she didn't know that Japan's national conditions were completely different from other places.

During World War II, the industrial types represented by major European and American countries were concentrated, such as the Ruhr Industrial Area in Germany, Liverpool in the United Kingdom, Pittsburgh in the United States, and so on.

In these places, large factories are densely populated, with highly professional personnel, assembly line operations, high production capacity, and standard specifications. The only drawback is the fear of bombing.

At the end of World War II, Germany's Ruhr area was bombed to pieces by the Allies, and the German industrial production capacity dropped by 40%.

In Japan, large military products, such as warships, are produced by a few factories.

But various other small parts, such as lamps used on aircraft carriers and tracks used on tanks, were transferred to countless family workshops.

This is called "separated invitations" in Japan, and it is a way of dividing work that is characteristic of Japanese family culture.

A decentralized industrial system is more resistant to air strikes or other sabotage activities. The disadvantage is that quality control is difficult to guarantee. Even if it is the same parts, each company and each company will produce slightly different products.

The electronic parts in Natasha's hands now obviously come from no small workshop. Because they are made in Japan, there are no valuable marks on them.

"cut......."

The little girl made an incomprehensible sound. She threw the parts in the snow and rubbed her hair.

The robot came without a trace, and there were no clues that could be traced. She didn't know what to do for a while.

"Why is a man standing in the snow alone in a daze?"

At this time, a big hand fell on her head, and Natasha's originally cold expression suddenly thawed like a flower blooming in warmth. She turned around and hugged the person's arm.

"Boss, why are you here?"

It's different from how other spiders call Su Ming.

Natasha and Dottie were the few people who had their own special names, and Natasha insisted on being called Boss Deathstroke, just like Gin.

In fact, Gin was just used to it. She had been with him for so many years, and she couldn't change her tune even if she wanted to.

Su Ming looked at the Japanese dolls scattered on the ground and roughly understood what was going on. It seemed that if expected, Wolverine should have suffered a loss from these robots.

Although these things are different from what Su Ming remembers, looking at the style, they should be the prototypes of the future 'Shiva' robot.

To put it simply, the Shiva robot is a monkey version of the Sentinel robot unique to Japan.

This is actually not accurate, because it was born earlier than the American version, but who calls it weaker?

It’s not scary to wear matching clothes, whoever is weak will be embarrassed.

However, it is not as powerful as the American version of the Sentinel, but its main feature is that it is cheap. Every time it is dispatched, it is densely packed, and it is also equipped with various biological and chemical weapons or toxins, which is very disgusting.

They can be turrets, or mines, and even spider-legged and flying types in the future, just like Lego toys, you can mix and match them at will.

Su Ming didn't know who made them, but any force that could have anything to do with Japan basically had them.

In the future, ordinary people will be able to buy one of these devices on the black market as long as they have money.

Yes, dolls that can move on their own were originally designed to serve tea to guests in hot spring hotels. Later, they developed into playing music, and later, they helped humans kill their own kind.

It seems that it is still in its early stages. It is only equipped with a honeycomb-type poison needle launcher, and it is not even equipped with the most Japanese-style 'kamikaze' device.

But look at the amount of bleeding on the ground. Has Logan's self-healing ability been suppressed? So, these thousand books are filled with poison that is against self-healing?

Well...get it.

Su Ming asked Strangler to stretch out a tentacle from his heel, pick up a few thousand books on the ground and put them away.

Get the anti-self-healing poison and Wolverine's blood sample at the same time.

The purpose of finding Wolverine has been accomplished, even more smoothly than expected.

Natasha was safe and sound, and she also got something of interest.

Do you really think he is so enthusiastic to help Wolverine? As Wade's cheap cousin, how could he possibly help this guy? hehe.......

When the strangulation started, Su Ming talked to Natasha at the same time, as if he had done nothing: "It's really terrible for you to come to Japan alone. Don't you know that the countries that were defeated in World War II are still in the most chaotic state. A place?"

"I know." Natasha sighed: "That's why I want to find Logan and take him to the United States... Although he didn't answer, I feel that it is unlikely that he will leave here. "

"Oh? It seems that he found a Japanese woman."

Su Ming pretended to be confused. The reason why they got here was because the Yamamoto family had publicized that a foreigner had entered the family.

He and Gin first went to Hiroshima, and after searching to no avail, they followed the direction of Mirai Yamaguchi Line to remote places, and finally heard a piece of news near Miyajima.

There are rumors that a powerful wolf warrior married into the Yamamoto family, that a man can run horses on his arms, stand on his fists, and heal wounds instantly.

As soon as you hear it, you know it’s right.

Wolf warrior, alas...

Can you blame the Japanese for not being able to tell the difference between a wolf and a wolverine? The latter is only widespread in North America and northern Europe. Among Japanese in this era, there are many people who have never left town in their lives. Even wolves are legendary animals.

Not to mention the wolverines, who would be considered good if they could understand the word "wolf" in Logan's broken Japanese.

"Yes, we just got married today. When I arrived, he was tossing that poor woman." Natasha blinked her eyes narrowly, not showing any shyness.

"That is indeed a poor woman." Su Ming's tone made Natasha a little confused. The mask covered up too many things, but he had no intention of explaining and continued to ask: "What are you going to do with these robots now? We There will be better ones soon.”

"I want to find out who came to kill Logan, and who also used poison to suppress mutant abilities." Natasha spread her hands and hugged Gin: "It's a pity that I can't tell anything."

Su Ming touched his chin: "That's because you are thinking in the wrong direction. You want to start with parts, but Japan is now all workshop-style production, and you can't find anything."

"That's it, the clue is broken." Natasha took a few breaths. Gin's strength was so great that she felt like the air in her lungs was being squeezed out.

"It seems that you still lack experience. When should we organize a group trip for you to gain knowledge?" Su Ming walked around her and came to a doll. The doll had a big hole on its chest and four small holes on the back. , it’s Wolverine’s masterpiece at first glance.

However, he did not dissect the broken toy. Instead, he bent down and picked up the musical instrument on the snow, gently patted the snowflakes on it, and the red one-eyed goggles shone in the darkness.

"Do you know what this is?"

"Shamisen, a special plucked musical instrument in Japan." Natasha answered seriously as if in class: "I heard that it uses cat skin."

Gin curled his lips and used animal skins to make musical instruments? What a waste. Good leather should be made into armor. This is the most effective way to use it.

Although she really couldn't think of any big use for the cat skin, how could it be a pocket bag?

Su Ming nodded, holding the piano in his hand and looking at her: "Do you think these dolls all come with their own musical instruments when they are made? I mean, there are more than ten kinds of musical instruments here, and this difference Specialized assembly will inevitably represent differentiated purchasing..."

Natasha understood. The wind in the winter night blew through her long hair, and she suddenly felt that her mind was broadened: "Then you can find out their origin from Qin?"

"You're right, this is a shamisen, but if you want to subdivide this Japanese musical instrument, it can be divided into more than seven types, each with subtle differences. This one is a thick-stem, similar The right-angled dove chest is the gitafu shamisen, which is mainly used to play puppet shows such as "Joruri". It was first popular among the female relatives of officials. Together with other beautiful and luxurious musical instruments, we have We can pinpoint the locations in several places where the shogunate was once established.”

Su Ming handed the piano to Natasha, then searched for it on the ground and picked up the piano's pick.

"This thick pick is made of tortoiseshell, which is a turtle shell product. There is only one most famous place of origin for tortoiseshell products in Japan. It was called Edo in ancient times and was renamed Tokyo in 1836. There was indeed an Edo shogunate there, which is now Tokyo. Chiyoda Ward... So ladies, do you want to experience the life of the Supreme Emperor?"

As he spoke, he took the pick and plucked the piano in Natasha's hand twice. He looked at her surprised expression on her small mouth and showed a smile that no one could see.

"How do you know this? How long have you lived in Japan before?" Natasha benefited a lot. She held the piano and picks and looked at the death knell who was hugged by Gin with a look of disbelief.

Su Ming shrugged and looked at Wolverine who strode out of the bedroom: "I have never been to Japan before. This knowledge is in my mind. It's that simple."

"Tch, who are you kidding? Do you still think I'm a child?" Natasha didn't believe it at all. How could anyone be born with knowledge in their brain?

On the other side, Wolverine rushed out of the room, had already ejected his bone claws, jumped up in the corridor, and rushed towards Su Ming. He was filled with anger and confusion, and he needed to vent.

And a stranger showing up in his yard in the middle of the night, isn't that the perfect target?

"ah!!!!"

Using a vicious dog move to attack the food, he flew over with the sound of wind and his two big hairy legs exposed.

I have to say that he has good lower body strength, probably because he is too short and often needs to bounce.

Su Ming raised his hand to stop Gin Jiu from taking action. He looked up and down at Wolverine's position. It was too spot on. He wanted to do it himself.

He pulled out the God Killer from his belt with his backhand. The golden weapon seemed to grow in the air, changing from a short scimitar to a huge oar that was as tall as a person and more than half a meter wide.

Wolverine's expression changed in mid-air. Then he remembered that he had just suffered a loss because he had nowhere to use his strength in the air. Why couldn't he control himself and want to take off?

However, the laws of physics did not change based on his thoughts. Although he wanted to change direction like swimming in the air, it was too late.

Accompanied by the howling wind, followed by a muffled sound, he was knocked directly into the ground by Su Ming.

The snow on the ground bounced up, and the trees in the courtyard made a rustling sound.

The evening breeze blew through the falling snowflakes, and it seemed that only the black and yellow figure stood in the beautiful Japanese garden. The snowflakes brushed against his armor and drifted like cherry blossoms.

Natasha and Gin both looked longingly.

It was so fast that Deathstroke almost didn't see it clearly, and everything calmed down after that.

Is this what the Japanese samurai pursues, the beauty of violence that blooms in a moment?

"This time, I fought for my cousin. Don't hate me." Su Ming put away the huge weapon, turned around and said calmly.

All of Logan's bones were broken, and the force was applied very evenly. He could only face the ground and ask: "You...who is your cousin?!"

After saying that, he fainted, and Su Ming lost her strength, but Logan's brains were probably beaten to pieces, so it was good to be able to ask a question.

However, this still caused Su Ming to complain: "I asked a question and fell asleep without waiting for an answer. It's really rude. Let's go, Natasha. Don't play with such rude people in the future?"

Deathstroke's movements of slapping people were smooth and smooth, as if this was not the first time he had done this. Only now did Natasha realize that the person who was smashed into the ground was her little uncle. She had been enjoying the beautiful artistic conception before.

So when she heard Deathstroke's words, she showed eyes like a dead fish and looked at him speechlessly, as if her body had lost all strength.