Jason walked over to the door and reached down, opening the door to the room with a tug.


    A familiar dark fragrance came, fixed eyes, outside the door stood precisely the delicate Isobel, white face with a touch of drinking left behind a slight red, eyes like water, containing a tantalizing tenderness, is with a kind of confusion like eyes looking straight at Jason.


    Jason was like frozen in a kind of petrified wooden feeling, seemed to look incredulous, for a long time without a response.


    Isobelughed softly and whispered, “Mr. Miller, are you going to let me stand at the door all the time?”


    Jason then “hindsight” back to consciousness, said: “Miss Tucker, you, how you came to … please, pleasee in.”


    With that, Jason sidled up and let Isobel walk in.This belongs to N?velDrama.Org - ?.


    “Am I not wee to arrive?” Isobel asked with a smile.


    Jason closed the door and said with a quick smile, “Why, why not, I’m sure you’re more than wee. Only you see my ce is quite messy, haven’t even had time to clean up a bit …”


    “No need to clean up, even if it’s neatly cleaned up, it’s still the same mess backter, isn’t it?” Isobel smiled and said looking meaningful.


    Jason froze for a moment and asked, “What do you mean?”


    “That’s what it means!”


    Isobel opened her mouth, her entire body suddenly fell into Jason’s arms, the sexy cherry lips are already looking impatient to kiss Jason.


    Jason also really froze, Isobel to this y or let him feel some surprise.


    What does this woman mean?


    Seduction?


    As a qualified wolf, there is no reason to not eat the meat that is sent to the door.


    Immediately, Jason looked impatient to put his arm around Isobel.


    This is the more normal it seems, the more in line withmon sense.


    Although he knows that this woman is not good, but Jason has to praise this woman is really very material, in terms of the body can be called the best.


    At that moment, Jason was keenly aware of an unusual aroma that was different from Isobel’s body scent that entered his nostrils, which made the gaze in his eyes narrow slightly.


    This woman is starting to move the needle.


    Jason has gone through various kinds of special training on ecstasy, and he himself has shown a kind of immunity to ecstasy, which he reckons should be rted to being carried by Old Mr. Miller in a bucket of drugs from childhood.


    Plus, after special training in ecstasy, it can be said that most of the ecstasy in this world is not too effective for him.


    But after Jason’s screening, this strange fragrance is not a simple ecstasy, and naturally not a toxic gas, but an extremely special kind of ecstasy – phantom gas!


    Simply put, ordinary people who inhale this phantom gas will be mentally disturbed, will produce illusions of hallucinations, or worse, the spirit will be controlled.


    However, in order to effectively control the spirit of the person who inhaled the illusionary Qi, it is necessary to cooperate with a means – illusionary magic!


    At that moment, Jason had already gently slipped the ribbon of Isobel’s long dress off her shoulder.


    “Mr. Miller, I’ll give you a hot dance to cheer you up!”


    Isobel suddenly ate andughed as she gently pushed Jason away, then twisted her waist and began to dance with her hands.


    At that moment, every part of her body seemed to be twisting, like a beauty snake twisting and dancing, emitting a primitive and smoldering fatal seductive power.


    Such a dazzling dance, with the inhtion of phantom gas, will be in a moment to make people’s spirit confused, can not help but follow the dance and move, making their own spirit has beenpletely led by this woman.


    This is not a dance in the unusual sense, but a kind of illusion.


    “Spiritual Thought Stream? I really didn’t expect that this woman is actually from Spiritual Thought Stream, it’s a big surprise for me.”


    Jason thought to himself.


    On the surface, Jason is an already obsessed expression, dazed, dumbfounded, the focus of the eyes all fell on Isobel, as if his own mental will has beenpletely uncontroble,pletely dominated by Isobel.


    In fact, Jason’s consciousness is very clear, all this is just ayer of camouge that he made.


    Among the many genres in Japan, Spiritual Thought Stream is one of the most mysterious and difficult, and is one of the three major genres in Japan, along with Shinto Ryu.


    The terrifying thing about this school is the mastery of the art of illusion.


    There are various kinds of illusions, from psychedelic illusions that control the mental level of others, tobat illusions that work on thebat side, and so on.


    At this moment, Isobel cast out exactly psychedelic illusions.


    Isobel had been paying attention to Jason’s expression and saw that Jason’s eyes began to be vacant and would only turn as she danced; seeing that one of Jason’s faces had be stiff and expressionless, like a walking corpse, she then revealed a satisfied smile and asked, “Did it look good?”


    “Good looking!” Jason replied in a stiff tone.


    “Like it?”


    “Love it!”


    “Are you the head of the dragon?” Isobel asked coldly.


    “I’m Jason.”


    “Where are you from?”


    “I’m from Carovia.”


    “What kind of work do you do?”


    “I’m Carovia, an employee of Dong Emerce Group’s Foreign Trade Department.”


    “No, you’re lying, your identity is the head of the dragon, you came to Tokyo with an agenda, right?”


    “I’m Jason.”


    “What is the purpose of your visit to Tokyo?”


    “I came to Tokyo with Miss Reed to talk about doing business together, I love Tokyo, I love Miss Tucker, I love Princess Tamakawa …”


    Time and time again, cross-examination, over and over again as stiff as the answer.


    “Bring me your phone and turn it on.” Isobel said.


    Jason takes the phone out, turns it on and hands it to Isobel.


    Isobel looked over and checked the call logs, messages, etc. and didn’t see anything suspicious.


    Isobel’s eyes turned and saw aptop on the desktop, she immediately also let Jason go over to open theputer, she checked the files stored in theputer hard drive, with her trained the Caroviannguage skills, all she saw was theputer hard drive is stored in some documents about thepany, there is nothing suspicious ce.


    From this evidence, it seems that Jason is really just an ordinary employee with no special status.


    Isobel for their own illusion is still extremely confident, she is convinced that at this time Jason’s mental consciousness has been manipted by her, the loss of self-consciousness she asked Jason to answer the heart of all the words.


    “Go lie down on the bed.” Isobel said.


    Jason really did walk towards the bed, and his whole body fell straight down on the bed.


    Isobel picked up the long dress that had slipped on the floor and wore it with her back to Jason, while she took out her cell phone to make a call, and when the other party picked up, she said, “Young master, this Jason is just an ordinary employee. I have already tried, he is under illusion, answer whatever you ask, there is nothing unusual.”


    “Okay, got it. It seems that I was overthinking.” In the phone, a cold and indifferent voice came out.


    Isobel then hung up the phone and was about to pull up the straps of her dress.


    She did not notice that Jason, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes, and then Jason’s body jerked and leapt up from the bed, straight at Isobel.


    By the time Isobel noticed something unusual, Jason’s palm knife had sliced across her neck.