The Interview Begins

That evening, Kabuto Yakushi returned home after a day's work. The moment he opened the door, he saw an unusual sight.

The living room furniture had been pushed aside. Yor was earnestly teaching Anya a basic blocking move, while Anya, her little face red with effort, tried to imitate her and let out childish cries of "Hi-yah!"

"What's going on?" Loid asked, setting down his briefcase.

The moment Anya saw her father, she abandoned her stance and charged over like a little cannonball. She hugged his leg, looked up, and reported in a voice trembling with lingering fear and excitement:

"Father! There were bad guys today! They tried to kidnap Anya! Luckily, Mother was super strong. Bam, bam! She beat them up and chased them away!" She waved her little fists to demonstrate.

Kabuto Yakushi's heart lurched, and he immediately looked at Yor.

Yor seemed nervous. Her hands twisted together as her gaze wandered, like a child who had done something wrong. "Um... I just happened to be there..."

"Thank you, Yor," Kabuto Yakushi said sincerely. His gentle tone eased her unease. "If you hadn't been there, I don't know what might have happened."

Kidnap Anya? Kabuto Yakushi quickly ran through the possibilities. My cover is a newly arrived psychiatrist, and my mission hasn't even begun. In theory, I shouldn't have made any enemies.

The only possibility is the Jashinist Cult, which I crossed a few days ago. They're brazen enough to go after a child!

His eyes cooled. It seemed he could no longer remain on the defensive.

After all, he couldn't guard against thieves forever. He had to strike first and eliminate the threat for good.

He needed to contact the commander immediately, request intelligence support, and locate their Hideout. Then he would find a chance to wipe