Chapter Fifty-One says, Who sent you?

  For a whole week, not a single person came to see her, as if she had been forgotten. But Ling Ziyu didn't have such wishful thinking, she clearly knew that she was under the other party's strict surveillance all along. Moreover, she was different from those women who were coerced into joining spy organizations on TV and movies, she entered "Dark Night Gate" for a reason, and before her goal was achieved, she would not leave by herself.

  So she just worked hard to learn Japanese and never had any intention of taking advantage of the opportunity to sneak away.

  Maybe human potential is indeed forced out!

  The villa had a TV, newspapers, magazines, and DVDs. And all of these were in Japanese versions!

  Ling Ziwei flipped through the entire stack of discs, and even the introductions on top were in Japanese. Fortunately, there are many katakana and Chinese characters in Japanese, which saved her a lot of trouble and didn't need to be put into VCD one by one for testing.

  Ling Ziwei first found a disc about the language needed to buy daily necessities and put it in. The playback screen is very practical, with dialogue for shopping at supermarkets and communicating with salespeople, dialogue for buying vegetables at vegetable markets and communicating with farmers, and some common language used when ordering food at restaurants.

  Ling Ziwei couldn't help but think: In such a language environment, in just one month's time, it may not be possible to grasp many words, but as for social interactions, reaching the level of a foreigner who has lived in Japan for two years is indeed not that difficult!

  To test her results, Ling Ziwai went out alone on the third day: there was a car left for her in the villa, and a local map. With the map, she drove easily to find the nearest supermarket to the villa.

  She accomplished the task she had set for herself with her clumsy and stiff Japanese, using the yen that person left her to buy back the list of things she had mentally noted before leaving.

  After that, apart from concentrating on learning Japanese by watching DVDs in the villa, when she had nothing to do, she would drive to the nearest small town to chat with people. Like farmers in any country, Japanese farmers are also kind and enthusiastic, she politely greeted them, and they taught her more vocabulary and slang, what she learned has far exceeded the knowledge that the DVD materials could bring to her.

  One night a week later, Ling Ziwai, who had already fallen asleep, was awakened by the sound of light footsteps. She quietly got out of bed and followed the direction of the sound.

  Ling Ziwai's father was a coach of a martial arts team in City B, and Ling Ziwai herself had been learning martial arts under her father's guidance since she was young. In high school, she represented her school in a martial arts competition and easily won the championship; after entering university, she even won the silver medal in women's taekwondo at a tournament held between City B and three other cities. Ordinary men, even if they were four or five people ganging up on her, were never taken seriously by her.

  In the living room, a black figure was hastily searching for something, seemingly unaware of Ling Ziyu's arrival. Ling Ziyu approached the black figure stealthily and reached out to touch its back. Without hesitation, she kicked out with one foot, aiming at the hollow of the black figure's knee joint.

  At this time, the black shadow also felt Ling Ziyu's arrival. He dodged to one side, making Ling Ziyu's action fall empty, then quickly turned around, and in the darkness, a bright light flashed in his hand, directly stabbing towards Ling Ziyu, leaving no room for his opponent to counterattack.

  Seeing that the other party had actually made a move to kill her, Ling Ziyu was shocked and a question flashed through her mind: Had she suspected wrongly? Was this person really just an ordinary burglar? Should she show mercy then?

  Time didn't allow her to think much, nor did the opponent. That flash of light rushed towards her at high speed. Ling Ziyu dodged swiftly, and in that instant, she decided to trust her intuition, slipping into the gap exposed by the opponent, a knife-like hand chopped down!

  Under the dim moonlight, two people were entwined together. What surprised Ling Ziyu was that the other person was also a woman. Her martial arts skills weren't very high, but her moves were extremely ruthless. This further confirmed Ling's suspicions: this person would never be just an ordinary thief.

  In general, an intruder who breaks into a house and is discovered by the owner will engage in a physical struggle. If he finds himself no match for the owner and has no chance of winning, his mind should be filled with fear. At this time, what he wants to do most is to escape from this place.

  But the other party is not like that! Ling Ziwai gave her chance to leave again and again, but she still stepped forward with a determined look, as if she would not stop until she defeated Ling Ziwai, without any intention of leaving at all!

  A beautiful back kick, Ling Ziyu successfully threw the opponent to the ground. Stepping forward quickly, she stepped on the opponent's neck and shouted in a low voice: "Say, who sent you?"