Unexpectedly, Country R actually called Zhang Xuebin to apply pressure, implying that they could not detain their citizen without evidence.
Just as Zhang Xuebin was at a loss, An Yan called to inquire about the situation.
Zhang Xuebin immediately said, "Little Master, the issue with Matsumoto Mina is a bit thorny."
"Those two people refuse to admit Matsumoto Mina as the mastermind. The embassy of Country R has also put pressure on us. Without concrete evidence, we can only detain her for twenty-four hours at most..."
An Yan nodded and said, "Proceed according to the process!"
Zhang Xuebin did not expect An Yan to say that and thought she was disappointed in him. He hurriedly said, "Little Master, I know what you said must be true. Don’t worry, I’ll try to gain more support from above..."
An Yan said, her voice tinged with a chill, "The competition isn’t over yet, and that Watanabe Isorou is still full of life, thinking the Revival Dan from Matsumoto Mina is a good thing."
"If you want to catch Matsumoto Mina, you have to make those protecting her realize that the Revival Dan is not their redemption but will only bring them all to hell!"
Zhang Xuebin pondered for a moment, not knowing what An Yan really intended to do, and could only say, "Is there anything I can do to help?"
"Just be ready to re-arrest Matsumoto Mina after I expose the true nature of the Revival Dan."
Matsumoto Mina was released unharmed.
The identity of this body is indeed very useful.
Of course, this was all thanks to the achievements she had made over the past year. Not only the Matsumoto Group but even the influential figures in Country R did not want to see her detained by Country Z.
They had seen the power of the Revival Dan and believed that since she could create the Revival Dan, she could also produce the Longevity Pill, which was even more potent!
Who wouldn’t want immortality? As long as they want it, they will protect me unconditionally!
Her team members surrounded her cheerfully.
"Miss Meina, how are you feeling?"
"I’m fine. Country Z always treats foreign guests with the utmost respect."
Even in the police station, she hadn’t suffered any slight.
They didn’t dare do anything to me, their esteemed foreign guest.
"Miss Meina, they were really too much. In my opinion, we should simply return to our country."
"Right, those people from Country Z don’t deserve our Revival Dan!"
The team members chattered away.
They had come to challenge, originally thinking that, like before, under the leadership of Miss Meina, they would triumph gloriously and return home amid everyone’s admiration.
However, not a single day had gone smoothly. Even the live broadcast sales had only resulted in a few purchases of athlete’s foot remedies and similar items, and those were sold at a loss!
Matsumoto Mina glared at them.
"Did we come here for a competition? We came here to open the market for our Revival Dan in Country Z."
"The more An Yan and her people don’t want the effects of our Revival Dan to be seen by the general public of Country Z, the more we must show it to them!"
"Tomorrow, when Watanabe Isorou stands up and talks to everyone, even if An Yan argued until she was blue in the face, she couldn’t deny the effects of the Revival Dan!"
"By then, our Matsumoto Group will be the company that Country Z’s pharmaceutical industry is eager to collaborate with, and our market in Country Z will be completely open!"
"Countless wealth will flow from Country Z into our Matsumoto Group..."
There was one hour left until the end of the competition.
The number of viewers in the Matsumoto Mina team’s live broadcast room surged to a new high.
This morning, Watanabe Isorou had a bowl of thin porridge and then exercised with the staff for about ten minutes. Now, he was reading a classic book.
He was absorbed in it, occasionally marking it up with a pen.
Compared to them, the live stream in An Yan’s room next door was pitiful, with just a few thousand people watching online.
As for the members of An Yan’s team, each of them looked as wilted as frostbitten eggplants.
And An Yan had not yet arrived.
She probably wouldn’t be coming today. Good if she doesn’t come; without her, there’s no need to worry about her causing trouble.
Matsumoto Mina was extremely pleased.
Standing up, she checked herself in the mirror again and again, making sure there was nothing amiss. Then, with a smile on her face, she opened the door and walked out.
Little did she know, just as she stepped out of the lounge, she saw An Yan.
Gone was yesterday’s sadness and anger; she was like an unsheathed sword, sharp and exuding a murderous aura.
Matsumoto Mina instinctively sensed something was wrong and stopped in her tracks from a distance, her gaze wary.
"An Yan, what are you...?"
An Yan didn’t even give her a glance. She kicked Watanabe Isorou’s door open with a side kick.
Matsumoto Mina screamed in shock, "An Yan, what are you doing? Quick, stop her!"
On the live stream feed, An Yan pulled out a black and gold ancient saber without hesitation and chopped towards Watanabe Isorou’s head.
[Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!!]
[An Yan has gone mad, she’s actually killing someone in public!!]
[Why? It’s just a competition, does the lady have such a strong desire to win?]
[The lady is clearly on the winning side, all five patients have been revitalized under her care, how could she still... I can’t make sense of it!]
Matsumoto Mina rushed over just in time to see An Yan about to bring down the saber.
She rushed wildly forward, trying to stop An Yan.
An Yan’s saber not only split open Watanabe Isorou’s head but also cut her arm. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on nοvelfire.net
Blood gushed out like a fountain.
But she couldn’t care less about herself and rushed to shield Watanabe Isorou.
"An Yan, have you lost your mind?"
An Yan glanced at the blood flowing down her arm and emotionlessly pushed her aside, exposing Watanabe Isorou himself to the high-definition camera.
Inside the split head, electronic components were revealed.
The head was split open, but Watanabe Isorou, with no sensation, remained seated in his wheelchair, even flipping a page in the book he held.
An Yan’s lips curled into a cold arc as she looked at Matsumoto Mina, who was still gasping for breath.
She pointed to the pile of electronic components, asking, "Is this your Revival Dan?"
Matsumoto Mina’s expression changed several times before she finally replied, "This is Watanabe Isorou’s simulacrum robot!"
Her mind raced, and in less than a second, she had an excuse ready.
"An Yan, I guessed that you couldn’t stand our Revival Dan being accepted by everyone, knew you would try to sabotage it, so I came up with this solution! This proves how truly wise I am!"
"Where are the police, the security guards? Hurry up and get in here and take An Yan away, she’s too dangerous!"
Matsumoto Mina clutched her arm.
Because she had taken Revival Dan before, even though her arm was chopped, she felt no pain.
I know it’s the vitality in my body that’s blocking the pain.
And she could indeed feel the vitality rushing crazily toward the wound.
The rapid loss of vitality made her dizzy for a moment, and while she had wanted to show off her injury, she was now a bit too scared to do so.
Just then, An Yan’s voice rang out again—