The news of the destruction of the Restore Aizen Group was also transmitted to someone's mobile phone via the internet the following day.
"We're out of apples, please buy one."
A code was used to prevent the Research and Development Institute from monitoring the network.
The blond youth glanced at his phone message through his glasses, his expression barely changing. He sighed inwardly; developing a covert network was no easy task.
The Stealth Force, the Eighth Division, the Research and Development Institute, various emerging forces, and purely profit-driven criminal organizations.
The vast Soul Society is far from being as peaceful as it appears on the surface.
" Alexander, may I sit here?"
A gentle voice drifted from ahead, and a woman with short, black hair covering her ears and slightly chubby cheeks carried lunch over.
Alexander smiled politely and said, "Of course, no problem, Lieutenant Hinamori."
Momo Hinamori sat down and looked at the blond young man in front of her. He wore gold-rimmed glasses and exuded the refined air of a scholar. His eyes were gentle, and he seemed to be deliberately imitating someone else.
Unfortunately, the real person will never again adopt the persona of a refined and gentle gentleman.
She could understand the idea of idolizing Aizen.
Because she was once so completely absorbed in the beautiful dream woven by that man, she can no longer determine whether it was truly an act devoid of genuine emotion.
The only thing she could be certain of was that she could never go back to the past.
" Alexander, you've been doing a good job lately."
"No, it's all thanks to Lieutenant Hinamori's excellent teaching; I still have a long way to go."
Alexander smiled gently.
Momo Hinamori bluntly stated, "You don't need to force yourself to laugh, Alexander."
"I am genuinely pleased to be able to speak with Lieutenant Hinamori."
"It's a pity you're not Aizen. No matter how hard you try to imitate him, you can never become him."
Momo Hinamori sighed, a hint of worry on her face. "I understand your feelings, but Aizen is not a person who is beneficial to the world. No, it should be said that he does more harm than good."
"If he gets tired of it, the whole world could be wiped out in an instant. Don't you think it's quite dangerous to entrust the world to one person's mood?"
Alexander's smile was somewhat stiff. He wasn't stupid. The Restore Aizen Group had been wiped out yesterday, and for the other party to suddenly say such things was too much of a coincidence.
"The world has always been ruled by the strongest. It was Aizen before, and now it's Captain-Commander Shiraishi. It has never changed."
Momo Hinamori shook her head and said, "No, Captain-Commander Shiraishi is different from Aizen. He knows how to use the strength of others instead of relying solely on himself."
"That's why he compromised with evil. If it were Lord Aizen, he probably wouldn't have allowed these things to exist."
Alexander spoke, and it was basically certain that he had been exposed. He felt a little smug; if the reason he was exposed was because he looked too much like Lord Aizen, that would be wonderful.
He desperately wanted to be close to her.
"Hey, you still don't understand."
Momo Hinamori sighed. The Soul Society is now gradually moving towards a brighter future, fighting corruption and crime, and striving to improve the lives of its residents.
Unlike the stagnant waters under Aizen's rule, the Soul Society is now vibrant and full of life.
But Alexander clearly couldn't see any of this.
I wanted to save you, but your actions have crossed the line.
A hint of disappointment flashed across Momo Hinamori's face as she stood up and said, "Are you coming with me, or should I resort to force?"
Alexander remained seated, chuckling softly, " Lieutenant Hinamori, you seriously underestimate me and overestimate yourself. That's not a good habit."
"Really? You can try it."
Momo Hinamori gripped the Zanpakuto in her right hand, her chubby face filled with seriousness. She was no longer the little girl who had risen to the rank of vice-captain based solely on her writing skills.
[By the way, the best app for reading aloud right now is Wild Fruit Reading (yeguoyuedu). Install the latest version.]
She now possesses the strength truly befitting a vice-captain.
"Heh." Alexander was still laughing, pushing up his glasses as he said, "Looks like it's time to say goodbye."
Momo Hinamori's eyes turned cold. She drew her sword, and the table in front of her immediately split in two and collapsed. The person opposite her was swept away by a huge shadow.
The blade missed its target, and the sound of it cutting through the air could be faintly heard.
She blinked, looking a little confused, and turned to say, " Captain Hirako, it seems we've messed up."
"Hmm, this is troublesome."
Shinji Hirako muttered to himself, scratching his blond hair with an extremely sullen expression. Could it be that this seemingly refined but actually wicked guy was simply incompatible with him?
Or should I take the person under control immediately?
However, without evidence, Shinji Hirako still couldn't bring himself to treat people like criminals.
Back then, Aizen was simply kept under surveillance, but it turned out to be a disaster.
They messed it up again.
Shinji Hirako was increasingly troubled and puzzled. How exactly did that shadow manage to sneak in here without the knowledge of the Research and Development Institute?
"I'll report to the Captain-Commander and see if we need to conduct a large-scale search."
Shinji Hirako scratched his head, looked at the surrounding soldiers, and said, "Explain what happened to them. Try not to let them develop any distrust towards the natives."
Creating barriers is easy, but eliminating them requires more than just a few words.
Who can truly protect someone they don't trust?
Shinji Hirako sighed and Shunpo to leave the cafeteria.
Not long after, he arrived at the First Division's base, went straight to the Captain-Commander's office, raised his hand to knock on the door, and immediately realized that there was a baby inside.
Shinji Hirako withdrew his hand, carefully turned the doorknob, and squeezed through the crack.
Hakuhō, who was sleeping on the Shiraishi, was eating slowly in a stiff posture. " Hirako, is there something you need from this sudden visit?"
"No, it's actually about the Restore Aizen Group, and it seems to be related to Alexander on our team."
Shinji Hirako stood two steps in front of the desk, scratching his head, and said, "I originally wanted to catch him, but I didn't expect to be swept away by a huge shadow that suddenly appeared. The Research and Development Institute didn't react at all. I think it's necessary to investigate."
"It's probably related to the Wandenreich. The only ones who can oppose us now, and who have the ability, are them. The network can allow us to turn their people against us, and it can also get them to cause trouble for us."
Shiraishi said, "You can go now. I'll talk to Mayuri Kurotsuchi and Kisuke Urahara."
"Hmm." Shinji Hirako nodded, turned and left the office, gently closing the door behind him.
Seeing this, Shiraishi breathed a sigh of relief and lowered his eyes, saying, "That was really too dangerous, Retsu."
Retsu Unohana squatted inside the desk, rolled her eyes, and while she said that, her body betrayed her excitement in an instant.
She simply couldn't refute it at the moment.
Shiraishi didn't say much, but sent a message to Mayuri Kurotsuchi and Kisuke Urahara, telling them to be careful.
As the day of Yhwach's awakening draws near, the Wandenreich begins to stir.