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Next to him, Xia Nishitani was also unable to hold on any longer. She had just been shot in the wrist by Gin when she was sneaking up to take the pistol. The pain was screaming wildly and attacking her brain. The fear of the virus and the pain finally made her collapse.
"Shut up! Go find the boss! The boss is so smart, he will definitely know what to do. It's no use just crying!" Xi Guxia thought her voice was very soft, but the living room was very quiet, and her voice was a little sharp due to the injury, so her sudden loud voice was heard by everyone.
"Boss?" Gin turned and stared at her, his sharp eyes piercing through the gas mask and shooting straight at Xi Gu Xia's face. His tone was gentle, but there was an unshakable chill in his voice, "Where is your boss?"
Seeing Gin approaching slowly, Nishitani Kasumi's psychological defenses collapsed instantly. Her legs went limp and she sat on the ground, protecting her injured hand. She crawled backwards using her hands and feet, screaming and telling him everything she knew. Mizukawa and Ishimoto at the side tried to stop her but failed.
"That is to say, except for the few people invited by the Suzuki family, the others on this airship are all from your Red Siamese Cat?" Gin didn't say anything, but Chianti was the first to watch. After hearing the truth, she glanced at Suzuki Jirokichi and said with some contempt, "Your airship is almost infiltrated like a sieve. Even without us, you can't save your airship, right?"
Suzuki Jirokichi obviously did not expect that the aerial cage he had carefully built to try to capture Kidd was full of holes, and he was speechless for a moment.
"Go and bring his boss here." Chu Ming turned around and ordered Vodka. After thinking about it, he felt that it was not safe. After all, Vodka's skills did not seem to be very good. It would be funny if he capsized in the ditch. Then he raised his chin to Belmode and said, "You go with him."
It didn't take long before Vermouth came over, dragging the tied-up Fujioka Takamichi, followed by Vodka, who was a little evasive and walked a little stiffly.
Chu Ming glanced at Fujioka Takashi, who had a bruised face and nose and was obviously beaten up, and then looked at Vodka, who lowered his head and obviously didn't dare to look him in the eye. He was a little confused and turned to question Vermouth with his eyes.
Vermouth held back her laughter, pointed at her waist and thighs, then pointed at the vodka, silently transmitting a wave of information to Chu Ming.
Chu Ming received the message and slowly walked to Vodka's side. He found a big footprint on his clothes at the side of his waist. He knew it was left by Fujioka Takamichi. There was also a gunshot wound on his leg, which was bleeding.
Chu Ming moved over quietly and poked his waist with a finger.
Vodka shuddered in pain and was about to let out a cry, but he swallowed it back. He turned around and looked at Chu Ming with some accusation. He was not wearing sunglasses and his eyes were a little wet. With the face that Chu Ming carefully selected for him, he instantly looked like a macho man acting coquettishly.
"How did you get hurt?" Chu Ming's voice was filled with a hint of laughter. "So careless? Don't you know I'll feel bad?"
Vodka took a big step back and looked at Chu Ming with a chill and some fear in his eyes. He didn't know what Chu Ming was doing crazy again.
"Why are you hiding? Tell me, how did you get hurt? Don't you have any vigilance at all?"
"No..." Vodka stammered, "When I went in, he was lying on the ground with his face and hands red. I thought he had been infected with the virus somewhere, so I planned to go over and check him out. But he suddenly kicked me and then shot me. I didn't have time to react..."
Seeing Gin also giving him a cold look, Vodka's voice became smaller and smaller. In the final analysis, it was his own fault that he failed to defend himself. It was indeed because he had spent less time on missions with his eldest brother during this period, and he had lost the most basic vigilance. If Vermouth hadn't followed him this time, he would have probably run away.
Chu Ming waved his hands and spoke for Vodka, "Don't be angry. After all, he has always been so reckless. Aren't you used to it?"
Seeing that Gin's gaze had become even colder, Vodka was about to burst into tears in his heart. Stop adding fuel to the fire!
Chu Ming smiled even more when he saw this, and turned to look at Fujioka Takashi. His eyes became a little cold, but his tone became softer: "Although our Afu is a little silly, I am the only one who can bully him. Who do you think you are? How dare you hurt him?"
As he spoke, he forced Fujioka Takamichi's mouth open and poured half of the virus into him, spilling the rest on his body. Then he held him behind his back with one hand and pushed open the window of the airship with the other hand and threw the man directly out.
Vodka looked at Chu Ming's smooth movements and stood there in a daze, not daring to say a word.
Chapter 548 The Strongest Scapegoat - Akai Shuichi
Watching a life being killed in front of them, Officer Nakamori's face suddenly became solemn: "You——"
"How can you be so cruel? This is a living person~" Chu Ming interrupted Officer Nakamori and finished his words in a strange tone.
Ignoring Officer Nakamori's face which turned livid in an instant, Chu Ming walked up to him and with a slight movement of his fingers he took out the cell phone that the red Siamese cat had just given him.
By the time Officer Nakamori reacted and wanted to snatch it back, Chu Ming had quietly retreated to the back, and with his cell phone, he sent the news that Nishitani Kasumi had just revealed to the superior whom Officer Nakamori had just contacted, including news that some people from the Red Siamese cat were in Nara preparing to steal antiques while the monks in the temple were avoiding the virus, and some people were waiting for pick-up under the Akashi Kaikyo Bridge in Osaka. All the news was sent out at once.
Seeing Officer Nakamori staring at him nervously, Chu Ming shook the phone in his hand and said, "What am I doing? I'm trying to get you some work. I've reported all the information she just told me. This way, even if you die for the virus this time, at least you still have some credit. Don't thank me too much. Just tell me your bank card password before you die."
"..."
Seeing that Officer Nakamori was silent with a gloomy look in his eyes, Chu Ming was not embarrassed. He threw his phone on the table and said, "Don't look at me like that. We are also paid to do this. You are going to die anyway, so I am not afraid to tell you the truth."
Chu Ming took advantage of the fact that Conan and Huihara Ai, who knew the truth, were not around, and started to throw all kinds of dirty water at random. "The FBI knows about this, right? They lost a lot of elites in Japan recently. According to their investigation, it's closely related to your public security department, so they decided to take this action."
He paused and continued, "So I personally think that this is probably because they think the bastards have grown up and started to get arrogant, and dare to control their father, so they are planning to teach you a lesson and beat the bastards to be more obedient, so that they won't have trouble doing things here in the future."
Officer Nakamori's expression could no longer be described as dark. Probably any Japanese police officer would not have a good expression towards the FBI after hearing what Chu Ming said.
But what if he doesn't look happy? He is telling the truth.
Chu Ming stood up and sighed deeply: "So, if you really go to heaven, you will have your grievances and debts dealt with by your own people. I told you the truth before you died, so that you didn't die unjustly. For someone who gets paid to do things, I have done my best. Now that the time has come, you should enjoy the last moment of your life."
After saying that, Chu Ming shook the rope he had just taken out at Lafitte and others behind him, and they quickly tied up everyone in the living room together. After they tied everyone up and left the living room, Chu Ming shook the ampoule in his hand, slowly connected the small bomb to the bottle, opened the window, and hung the virus on the edges of several windows.
"The airship has been set to autopilot. At this speed, it will hit the Tsutenkaku Tower in Osaka in about half an hour. The violent impact will then detonate the bomb. By then, Osaka will become the best breeding ground for the virus until it fills the entire Japan." After arranging everything, Chu Ming stood at the door and gracefully touched his chest and bowed to the people who were tied up. "Well, everyone, farewell. The Scar Mercenary Team wishes you a safe journey to heaven."
Afterwards, Chu Ming walked briskly and climbed to the top of the airship with everyone else. The helicopter that had been arranged in advance was already parked above and waiting.
"Hurry up, Afu, you drive - forget it, how about Gin, you go? Afu is a wounded soldier, and you need to drive faster. The Metropolitan Police Department has already received the news, and it will be difficult to get rid of their helicopter once it takes off." As soon as Chu Ming got on the plane, he directly ordered the driver to get out of the way. According to the message he just sent, the Metropolitan Police Department would probably have been dispatched by now, so an experienced driver would be needed to drive.
Vodka looked at Gin's suddenly gloomy face and swallowed quietly: "No, no, no, I'll go, I'll go, my injury is not serious, I can do it, I'll drive, I'll drive."
After saying that, he quickly squeezed past the driver and sat in the cockpit, away from the somewhat stiff atmosphere at the back.
Just kidding, if he really follows Granburch's words and acts pretentiously because of this leg injury, I guess his big brother will break both of his legs on the training ground tomorrow, the kind that will be comminuted fractures that cannot be reattached.
"Go directly to the public base." Gin took off his disguise and leaned back on the chair. He raised his eyelids and looked at Chu Ming. "You can start your next plan now."
"Indeed, but I still need to find a few people to pretend to be FBI..." Chu Ming said this and glanced at Gin, as if thinking about something.
"Hmm?" Gin frowned and looked a little impatient after being looked up and down by Chu Ming several times.
"Brother, have you ever told me that you and Akai Shuichi are actually a bit similar—" Chu Ming touched his chin, "Do you want to…"
Before he could finish his words, Gin's face suddenly darkened and his murderous aura soared: "I look like Akai Shuichi?"
Chianti moved closer to Cohen, trying to minimize his presence, fearing that he would be seen by the furious Gin.
Chu Ming, who faced the murderous aura, acted as if nothing had happened and continued to laugh cheerfully: "Then Akai Shuichi is like you? It's all the same. The main thing is whether you are interested in participating in my second scene drama?"
"Tsk." Gin sneered, slightly restraining his murderous intent, but there was no interest in his tone at all. "Although Bourbon and Akai Shuichi didn't get along at first, he knows Akai Shuichi very well. He won't believe that Akai Shuichi can do such a thing. I suggest you find someone else."
Chu Ming smiled slyly: "He won't believe it, but if he finds out through investigation that this virus was created by Shuichi Akai in order to subvert the organization, and was accidentally used by the top FBI officials, which led to Japan becoming what it is now, do you think he will vent his anger?"
After all, this guy Bourbon is a complete nationalist.
Faced with Shuichi Akai, who deeply hurt his lover and, in his perception, killed his best friend, Bourbon probably wanted to kill him, right?
The stronger the murderous intent, the closer Bourbon will be to the abyss, and by then he will be able to add a capable general.
Chapter 549 You Look Haggard
At this time, Toru Amuro didn't know what kind of big director or big production leading actor was waiting for him to make a guest appearance, and he was still working hard to complete the organization's tasks.
Ever since Chu Ming pointed out to Gin and others that Bourbon was an undercover agent, he temporarily transferred him from Rum. Although Bourbon was still directly managed by Rum at this time, all task assignments were taken over by Chu Ming.
During this period, Bourbon has been busy with the tasks issued remotely by Chu Ming and Vermouth.
At this moment, Bourbon was taking a break from his busy schedule to eat fast food in the car. He chewed the rice in his mouth and sighed softly.
Being reused by the organization is a good thing, which means that I will soon be able to get involved in the core tasks of the organization. However, I always feel that my life has been harder than when I was in the police force recently, and I don’t even have time to take advantage of the organization.
In the past, when he went on missions, he would always stay in high-end hotels, eat exquisite Western food, and choose from steaks, desserts, and red wine. But now, he has been reduced to the life of a corporate slave, sleeping and eating in the car.
He gobbled up his lunch box in big mouthfuls and drove to Osaka. He still had two tasks to complete today. He felt that his current mission was getting closer and closer to the key to the organization.
Suddenly, the cell phone in his secret pocket started to vibrate. He touched the secret pocket on his chest and his eyes darkened slightly. This was the phone he used to contact the police. He had reminded Feng Jian that he should not contact this number unless it was an emergency. Did something happen?
He picked up the phone, frowned as he listened, and after a while he hung up without saying a word.
virus?
Water pollution?
Mass exodus of infected people?
Is he still asleep?
Isn't this a scene that you can only see on TV?
He took out his computer from under the seat and carefully checked what happened today. He drove all night yesterday to complete a task, and was woken up by a strange text message from Granburrchi when he was catching up on his sleep in the morning. Now he just finished the task after catching up on three hours of sleep, and the whole world seemed to have become a fantasy...
He had also heard about the incident with the red Siamese cat before, but no one could say for sure what hadn't happened, so he just asked Feng Jian to order his men to be more vigilant and didn't take it too seriously.
But now according to Kazami, all the suburbs of Tokyo have been occupied. They were unable to stop the infection from the amusement park, and the virus spread faster and faster with constant contact.
Large-scale traffic accidents occurred on every street in Tokyo. Many drivers were infected without knowing it and fell into a coma. While in a coma, they rear-ended their cars, hit pillars and fell into the water. There were many cases of car destruction and death.
The medicines in the pharmacies were snapped up crazily, and many lawless elements took advantage of the chaos to do something. It can be said that the whole of Tokyo was in chaos.
This chaos soon spread to the surrounding towns, and many people wanted to buy tickets to seek refuge in other countries. Fortunately, the authorities sent the military to control the airport in time, so the situation did not get out of control.
But the whole of Japan is like a pot of boiling water, with riots everywhere. It is no exaggeration to say that if this unrest cannot be properly contained, the whole of Japan will be in danger.
Taking a deep breath, Bourbon looked at the remaining tasks on hand. There were not many left, and it would not delay anything if he finished them in a few days. He stepped on the accelerator and was about to rush to Tokyo to see if he could help control the situation.
As a result, not long after the car started, the phone rang again.
This time it was the organization’s cell phone.
The phone showed that it was Granburch.
He stared at his phone with a frown on his face. Could it be that this virus was caused by the organization?
After picking up the phone, neither side spoke. After a while, Bourbon broke the silence.
"Glenburch?"
"Bourbon, put aside the task at hand for now. I have an urgent task here." Granburch's voice was unusually serious and heavy. "The intelligence team has found traces of the FBI. It is very likely to be Akai Shuichi."
Amuro Toru's eyes suddenly became much sharper. He was about to agree, but then he seemed to remember something and asked tentatively: "But I'm in Kanagawa now. If I want to go back, I have to go through Tokyo, but the current Tokyo-"
"You also know about the virus?" Chu Ming pondered for a while and said, "Several bases of the organization in Tokyo have suffered heavy losses due to this virus, so the boss urgently assigned a task for us to investigate. According to the intelligence from the intelligence team, when they found the FBI's traces before, they saw several FBI agents holding vials and ampoules in their hands, so they suspected that this incident was related to the FBI, so the organization... Let me send someone to pick you up by helicopter, and we'll discuss the details after you come back."
Before he finished speaking, he hung up the phone in a hurry.
Toru Amuro did not doubt anything. After all, from Granburch's tone and the vague voices of Gin and Vodka arranging things on the phone, it all showed that the organization's losses this time were not only considerable, but it was possible that all of its bases in Tokyo were accidentally destroyed by the virus.
He stared solemnly at the cell phone issued by the organization. Granburch said that someone would pick it up, but he didn't ask for his address at all. It seemed that this phone must have a location system and might even be wiretapped.
He threw his phone into the car, walked a little further away, took out the public security's phone, and called Kazami. Although he wanted to rush back to Tokyo to defend Japan with them, the organization had obviously made further breakthroughs. Maybe he could find the source of the virus through the organization and save Japan.
Not long after, an external member arrived in a helicopter and took him to the base.
Chu Ming sat in the base, directing several people to clean up the scene as quickly as possible so as not to let Bourbon find out the clues. At the same time, he asked Vermouth to give some acting guidance to Cohen and Chianti.
In fact, he also had a lot of opinions about Gin's acting skills, but Gin was a rather arbitrary person who was unwilling to listen to well-intentioned advice and only wanted to deal with the person who made the suggestion, so Chu Ming gave up helplessly.
By the time Toru Amuro stepped into the base, Chu Ming had already arranged everything.
Looking at Bourbon who came in, Chu Ming blinked: "Hiss - Bourbon, you seem to be very haggard, have you lost so much weight recently? And it seems that you have become darker!"
Bourbon's face darkened instantly. Who was the reason why he became like this?
Who is it that is constantly like a task-generating machine, sending out tasks non-stop every day?