The unicorn girl turned around and smiled at her friend as if nothing had happened.

“Don’t worry, the real time has not come yet.”

Chapter 861 Younger Aunt, referred to as Sister-in-law

The decoration of the art museum has been completed, but because the specific opening time is still some time away, the huge first-floor hall does not even have display cabinets, and looks a bit empty.

Inside the hall, seeing that everyone’s deadline had expired, Miyano Elena clapped her hands and spoke in a slightly louder voice.

“Yoshi~ Now everyone is here.”

Her voice echoed in the hall, instantly attracting everyone’s attention.

To be honest, even though they all came together because of Serabelle, they didn’t know much about each other, and quite a few of them were meeting each other for the first time.

Tonight, Elena Miyano wore her white coat as usual, paired with a professional white shirt, a suit skirt, and black stockings and high heels.

She looks exactly like the cool female scientist in a science fiction movie who can suddenly pull out a big treasure and turn the situation around when the protagonists are in a tough battle.

“Okay, let me introduce myself first.”

As Miyano Elena spoke, she raised her hand and gently patted the shoulder of the British wife next to her.

“My name is Elena Miyano. I’m the main planner of this operation, and I’m also Bell’s…sister Mary?”

Akai Mary immediately understood and uttered two syllables lightly.

“Nursing mother.”

“Oh, okay.” The blonde female scientist nodded in understanding. “She is Bell’s adoptive mother’s younger sister. According to seniority, she should be called aunt, but since I am younger than Sister Mary, I will call her sister-in-law for short.”

God damn sister-in-law…

There was a flaw in the curve of Vermouth’s mouth that always seemed to be smiling.

You have to know that aunt and sister-in-law are two different concepts. Aunt is mother’s sister, while sister-in-law is wife’s younger sister.

Well, if you really want to say it, there is nothing wrong with it. After all, it is true.

Then Miyano Elena turned around and raised her hand to signal the short-haired lady in a professional suit with her arms folded across her chest not far away.

“And we would also like to thank the main investor of this operation – Mrs. Suzuki, the hostess of the Suzuki Group!”

“Then let Mrs. Suzuki say a few words for us!”

It was just a normal pre-war meeting, but Elena Miyano’s two sentences turned it into like a company annual meeting.

Fortunately, Suzuki Tomoko has seen all kinds of ups and downs over the years, so even if she is asked to give a speech on short notice, she can still be passionate and inspiring enough.

Just a few words come naturally to me.

So Suzuki Tomoko coughed lightly.

“Then I think everyone should be very clear about the reason why you are gathered here this time…”

It’s nothing more than those formulaic clichés, and you just need to fit the current situation into the format.

While Suzuki Tomoko was speaking, Akai Mary, who was standing next to her sister and had only said two words from the beginning until now, couldn’t help but move her lips quietly.

“Elena, where did you learn that set of words? I remember you were not like this before.”

“Well, there’s nothing we can do about it.”

The blonde scientist smiled.

“Good wine needs no bush, that’s just talk. If you really want to do research with this idea, investors won’t buy it.”

“…”

Akai Mary was slightly stunned and speechless for a moment.

Although more than 20 years have passed, she still clearly remembers that her sister was a very introverted person until she graduated from college. She was not good at speaking and was easily shy just like her older sister.

The sister who used to talk to strangers behind her back has now become someone who can confidently preside over meetings in front of everyone. I can only say… they have really changed a lot over the years.

It really only takes two sentences.

The two sisters had just finished their whisper when Mrs. Suzuki’s speech came to an end.

“That’s enough of my introduction. We will now head to the operations center. Please follow me.”

After saying that, she turned around and walked towards the inside of the hall.

“Let’s go.”

Serabelle coughed lightly and followed closely behind, and the others followed suit.

It’s the same route as last time: office, hidden door, and elevator.

The view turns to the elevator. As the elevator goes down, with a slight feeling of weightlessness, Sera Makoto looks around curiously as he takes in the entire elevator.

“The operations center… is it underground? I thought it was upstairs.”

Hearing the girl’s doubts, Suzuki Tomoko, who was standing near the control panel at the elevator door, turned her head and explained with a smile.

“After all, the museum was designed to take advantage of the water in the mountain. If it was built higher up, it would be difficult to transport the water up there. So, in fact, most of the museum’s volume is hidden in the mountain.”

“That’s it…”

Sera Masumi continued blinking.

“But when I came here before, I saw that there seemed to be a space on the second floor of the art museum. Is that also where the exhibition is held?”

“The second floor? That’s not the case.” Mrs. Suzuki smiled. “The second floor was originally intended to be used as an office area, but later we found that the space on the first floor was enough, so we turned the second floor into a leisure area. Um… it’s not open to the public.”

“Not open to the public, does that mean it’s considered an internal employee benefit?”

Sera Masumi looked as if he didn’t quite understand.

But Xiaolan beside her understood it immediately. She raised her eyebrows in understanding and secretly glanced at her mother who was standing two body lengths away from her with Aunt Yukiko.

Well, since her mother is still around, she should just be a little more restrained.

I don’t understand, I don’t understand anything~

Suzuki Tomoko didn’t expect that the girl next to Serabelle would be unexpectedly so pure. She couldn’t help but feel a little surprised and could only nod again in an ambiguous tone.

“Let’s say that, only for some employees…”

Hey~

The crisp sound in the elevator interrupted the voice, and as the slight feeling of weightlessness disappeared, the elevator doors slowly opened to both sides.

“Wow~”

The moment she saw the scene clearly, the girl with tiger teeth couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise.

The combat meeting room that she had visited once before appeared in front of Serabelle again.

However, compared with the last time, there are some new changes in the operations meeting room this time.

I saw the huge screen in the front light up, showing a picture like a satellite map, and the central cross positioning point was located in a deep mountain in Gunma.

All the computer screens below lit up, and huge amounts of computing information were gathered through data cables to the super-large server in the middle.

There were also vertical weapon racks placed in the open space below the giant screen, with everything from pistols and revolvers to shotguns, submachine guns, automatic rifles and sniper rifles, all of which had a dim, cold metallic luster under the light.

“We’re here, this is it.”

Suzuki Tomoko stepped out of the elevator, turned around and smiled brightly with her red lips.

“You’re welcome, everyone. Tonight, the Suzuki Group’s private arsenal has unlimited supplies for a limited time. Please feel free to take your pick.”

Chapter 862 Jinghua’s public confession

In the combat meeting room, weapons were stacked on gun racks and the air was filled with a faint metallic smell.

At first glance, it seems like you have arrived at the “wine tasting room” of a mainland hotel.

Everyone followed Mrs. Suzuki down the stairs and came to the open space at the front of the meeting room.

Glancing at the guns displayed on the shelves, Vermouth couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows curiously.

“Is this all the weapons stockpiled by the magnificent Suzuki Group?”

indeed.

Although this may seem impressive at first glance, even civilian gun stores in the United States usually do not have this much in stock, and the quality is not comparable to this.

But the premise is that those are just ordinary gun shops, while this is the arms reserve of Japan’s current number one financial group.

The result is just a small amount. Could it be that the Suzuki Group really relied on God’s blessing and did business down-to-earth, reasonably and legally to finally become the number one financial group in Japan?

how is this possible.

“Of course… not.”

Suzuki Tomoko smiled slightly, turned around and walked to the clothes rack at the edge of the row, raised her hand and patted the heavy metal rod.

“I personally selected all the equipment here after consulting with the consortium’s internal consultants. And since we are fighting alone, carrying too much heavy firepower will also affect our mobility, right?”

“That’s true.”

Vermouth also raised the corners of her lips.

She saw a total of five suits hanging on the hanger, four of which had obvious female features. As for the only men’s suit, it was, as expected, Serabel’s.

But why four women’s suits?

Vermouth raised her eyebrows again and glanced at Serabel, Akai Mari, and Curacao in turn.

So what is the other set?

While Vermouth and Suzuki Tomoko were talking, Serabell and Akai Mary had already arrived at the weapon rack and began to select suitable weapons.

The P30L is equipped with a Taran Tactical custom compensator, a Benelli M4, and a backup pistol, the Glock 34. Half of the ammunition is normal bullets, and the other half is armor-piercing bullets…

Serabelle was taught by Akai Mari, so to some extent, the two have similar preferences for weapons.

The only difference is that because Akai Mary practiced Jeet Kune Do, she prefers brass knuckles in close combat, while Serabelle is better at using throwing knives in combination with steel wire.

After a while, the two of them were basically equipped with weapons and ammunition.

Coming to the clothes rack, Serabelle took down the only men’s suit without even looking at it. When she took it off the hanger, she felt a slight heaviness in her hand.

“This is……”

“Bulletproof suit, the latest technology from the Suzuki Group.”

Tomoko Suzuki came over and explained at the right time, while reaching out to grab the collar of the suit in Serabelle’s hand and turning the inside out to show it.

I saw that there was a thin black layer on the inside of the suit. I didn’t know whether it was made of silicone or some other material. Although it was quite soft when you pinched it at first, it had strong resistance to penetration.

“The defense is enough to block ordinary pistol bullets and avoid hitting vital parts, but… the impact force cannot be avoided.”

“Oh~”

Serabelle nodded and put it on directly.

A suit with a thin layer of insulation can block the penetration of pistol bullets. From the perspective of materials science, it is far better than many bulletproof vests.

You should know that many seemingly thick bulletproof vests can only block pistol bullets. They are completely useless when encountering rifles or something, unless it is a super heavy armor helmet like the one worn by the machine gunner in Cailiuli, which is two centimeters thick and can break a person’s cervical vertebrae.

And…in fact, bulletproof vests cannot avoid impact force. After all, it is impossible to install springs inside the clothes to absorb shock.

Mary Akai took a quick look at the clothes as she took them. Usually the size of clothes would be marked on the inside label of the back collar, and these suits were obviously custom-made for them by the Suzuki Group.

There is no size marking, but the name is written directly in the trademark position.

Exact data comes from Serabel.

After Serabell and Akai Mari had finished their selection, Vermouth came to the clothes rack as the third one.

The clothes with her own name on them were actually the third ones in the list. Both Serabel and Akai Marie took them, so her clothes were at the front of the list.

But out of curiosity, Vermouth still manually rummaged through the remaining three pieces of clothing.

“Curaçao, this is yours.”

Raising her hand, Vermouth took off her own piece, including the second one, and handed it to the silver-haired woman who was choosing a weapon.

Then she reached out to the last piece, flipped up the label on the back of the collar to take a look, and then let out a slight exclamation in surprise.

“There’s another one for you, Ms. Hattori.”