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The "patients" who were originally lying on the hospital beds suddenly got up, lifted the sheets, then lifted the mattress, unzipped one corner of the mattress, and suddenly the entire mattress was opened like turning pages of a book.
As an enterprise of the Karasuma Group, especially the place where Shirakawa Rui was hospitalized for a long time, the quality of the medical beds in this hospital is also quite good, and the mattresses are very thick, far beyond what other ordinary hospitals can compare.
With a little modification, you can hide some things in it.
Inside this unfolded mattress, three things were neatly placed.
Heavy bulletproof shields almost the size of mattresses, bulletproof vests, and submachine guns.
They only had thirty seconds. The "patient" did not hesitate and did not even take off his hospital gown. He picked up the bulletproof vest and quickly put it on. He then loaded the magazine into the submachine gun and took out the heavy bulletproof shield from under the mattress.
This scene, as if it had been rehearsed countless times, was played out silently and simultaneously in the wards on this floor.
Among them, in several specific wards, the "medical staff" who stayed inside took out a pistol from the mattress, put it in their arms, and then turned around and left the ward.
They have another purpose.
At this moment, on the floor where Baihe Rui is, Michael may think that if something dangerous really happens at that time, the best way to break the situation is to control the eldest son of the Karasuma Group as quickly as possible.
Chapter 597 I Really Want to Kneel and Beg for Mercy
On the floor where Baihe Rui is currently, Michael may think that if something dangerous really happens here, the best way to resolve the situation is to control the eldest son of the Karasuma Group as quickly as possible.
Therefore, the FBI agents he brought were basically left in the corridor of Shirakawa Rui's ward, gathering in groups of three or four and chatting with each other.
Despite this, the experienced Michael still assigned two or three more people to guard the elevator and staircase on this floor.
However, this was also within Shirakawa Rui's prediction.
After all, he originally used himself as bait this time, so he naturally knew what these people thought of him.
The FBI agents in the corridor will be dealt with by the "patients", while the FBI agents who may go to guard key locations such as floor elevators and corridor entrances will be handed over to the "medical staff", the only ones who can move around on this floor without arousing anyone's suspicion.
As Yoko Okino's order was given, the "medical staff" in the ward put their pistols into their pockets and turned around and left the ward.
In the corridor outside, Michael, who was sitting on a bench in the corridor, bragging and chatting with his subordinates, heard the sound and subconsciously turned his head to look over.
The person coming out of the ward next door was the young nurse from the ward he had just examined.
The young nurse closed the ward door, nodded at him, smiled slightly, then turned and left.
"Oh~ Captain~"
An agent next to him came forward when he saw this, and immediately let out a strange cry that could only be understood, with an expression on his face that was even more meaningful.
"Fuck you!"
Michael cursed and laughed as he slapped the agent in the face.
"My little sister is smiling at you~ Oh~ So sweet~"
"Get lost! I, your captain, am already married!"
"Hehehe, who said that after getting married..."
The agents were playing with each other and didn't notice that after the young nurse, several medical staff came out from other wards.
until……
"Bah!"
Suddenly, a gunshot rang out, shocking Michael and the agents who were still chatting with each other.
[Is this... a gunshot? ]
Michael was stunned for a moment.
The gunshot was very loud, totally not the kind of noise that could be made by a pistol or submachine gun. At the same time, the gunshot was quite far away, and the sound did not seem to come from this building, but... outside?
[It's a sniper! ]
Just as Michael realized this, several more gunshots rang out around the entire floor.
"Bang bang bang!"
Unlike the first gunshot, the following gunshots were light and rapid. Michael knew they were the sounds of a pistol as soon as he heard them.
And the gunshots were very close, right on the floor where they were.
"Draw your gun!"
Without having time to think about whether the attackers were from the Karasuma Group or someone else, Michael reacted quickly, pulling out the pistol he was carrying and shouting at the two agents who were still standing in front of Shirakawa Rui's ward more than ten meters away:
"Control the people in that room immediately! Quick!"
The two agents also reacted quickly. As soon as Michael opened his mouth, they drew their pistols and reached out to open the door of the ward.
"Bah!"
But at this moment, another loud gunshot rang out, and the bullet instantly penetrated the door of the ward, shooting directly through the body of the agent standing at the door, who fell to the ground and died on the spot.
The remaining agent quickly shrank back in fear and shouted:
"It's a sniper..."
"Bah!"
Before he could finish shouting, the doors of four wards at the front and back ends of the corridor suddenly opened at the same time, and a total of eight "patients" rushed out. One of them shot the agent in the back, killing him on the spot.
The eight "patients" were all wearing bulletproof vests, holding a heavy bulletproof shield that was as tall as a person in one hand and a submachine gun in the other.
Among these eight people, four were at the head end of the corridor and four were at the end of the corridor. They stood in the same line, holding the heavy bulletproof shields in their hands tightly together, just enough to block the width of the corridor.
In an instant, the entire corridor turned into a closed, narrow rectangular space.
"Made!"
Michael knew at this time that everything that happened today was probably a trap set by the young master against them. However, he could never have imagined that the other side could cause such a big scene.
He is just a novelist, is it necessary to put so much effort into it? !
To be honest, if possible, he really wanted to kneel down and beg for mercy. After all, he had no relationship with the novelist, and everything that happened today was just a task assigned to him by his superiors.
In the current situation, the novelist in the room is most likely dead. In this case, he might as well just surrender. There is no need to risk his life for a dead person he is not familiar with.
But obviously, this is simply impossible.
Since the other party has put up such a show, it is obvious that they want to kill them.
Surrendering will only lead to faster death.
"shot!"
Michael shouted and shot at the door lock of the ward next to him.
The other side was obviously well prepared. It was impossible for the small pistols in their hands to penetrate these heavy bulletproof shields. Not to mention small pistols, even sniper rifles of average power or even grenades could not penetrate this type of heavy bulletproof shields.
Shooting at each other in the corridor is a dead end. The only way is to hide in the ward next door and wait for an opportunity to fight back, maybe there is a glimmer of hope.
"Bah!"
He fired two shots in quick succession to break the lock of the ward door. Michael pushed hard, but... it didn't open.
Or should we say he pushed the door open, but it seemed like there was someone blocking the door from behind. Just as he pushed it open a little, the door was pushed back again by the person inside.
【Could it be...】
Immediately realizing a possibility, Michael's heart sank to the bottom.
I'm afraid that not only in the corridor, but behind the doors of all the wards in this corridor, there are "patients" holding heavy bulletproof shields blocking the way.
Blocking the exits at both ends of the corridor and the doors of all the wards in the corridor was to artificially create a closed space without any suspense, so that all of them would die here without any suspense, leaving no chance of survival.
At the same time that Michael realized this, the maid who had previously communicated with him at the door of Shirakawa Rui's ward appeared in the corridor behind the "patients" holding heavy bulletproof shields.
The heavy bulletproof shields in the hands of these "patients" have been specially modified, with a small hole about the thickness of a thumb on one side of the shield. The submachine guns in their hands seem to be the same, and the barrels of the submachine guns have also been specially lengthened so that they can be inserted through this small hole.
"Prepare."
Following the maid's order, the eight people in the corridor quickly inserted the barrels of their submachine guns into the small holes in the bulletproof shield.
"Do it."
Looking expressionlessly at Michael and the others who were trapped in the middle of the corridor, the maid gave the final order in a cold voice.
"Bang bang bang!"
As she finished her words, bullets as dense as raindrops instantly poured out from the front and back towards Michael and others in the middle.
Chapter 598: A Freak of a Family
In the corridor outside, dense gunfire rang out like raindrops. Inside the ward, Bai He Rui reached out to turn off the signal jammer, then sat leisurely on the bed, waiting for the events outside to be over.
"How is it? How is your sister Yoko's shooting skills?" As the signal was restored, Okino Yoko immediately called.
Shirakawa Rui turned his head to look at Kudo Yusaku, who was lying on the ground beside him with half of his chest missing, and nodded slowly.
"Well, that's good, just don't splatter blood on me next time..."
"Hehe, but having said that, I never thought that you, Rui Ge'er, would be so ruthless. You didn't even hesitate at all..." Okino Yoko laughed, her voice full of some kind of evil taste.
"Hearing what you said, is there any need for me to hesitate?"
"After all, when most people encounter such a situation, they will always hesitate and hesitate..."
"Yoko, you also said that it's just ordinary people. They hesitate because their brains are occupied by some unnecessary things, which interferes with their judgment of the matter and makes them unable to see the real impact behind this matter...
As for me, no matter from which angle I look at it, I can't find any reason to let Kudo Yusaku continue to live, so for me, killing him is simply the right thing to do.
I can't just put my family in danger just because I call him Uncle Kudo, right? To make the wrong decision on the most crucial matter because of some useless emotions, in my opinion, this is the stupidest person in the world..."
"Brother Siguo Yinirui! You are so rational that even I am surprised!" Okino Yoko's praise came from the phone, "You are even better than your sister... no, even better than the old man in this aspect!"
"It's not that great, it's just that everyone has different growth experiences." Bai He Rui heard this and shook his head slightly.
Among the three siblings in their family, Bai Hejing is the one who can best bear the name of "genius". She is extremely talented, as if she was enlightened by an immortal when she was born. From a young age, she is always good at everything she does. Come on, I never know how to write about difficulties.
Just as Shirakawa Ying said on the holiday beach in San Francisco ten years ago, her sister is an omnipotent person who is almost perfect.
However, it was this extraordinary talent that made Bai Hejing develop a lazy nature. After all, she could easily handle almost everything in life. Coupled with her superior family background, why did she have to hone herself and work hard?
Therefore, she doesn't like to meddle in other people's affairs. She also likes to read those meaningless novels and sleep when she is bored. She is addicted to the kind of ordinary people's life that seems very decadent to outsiders.
Perhaps this seems like a nothing now. After all, the next successor of the Karasuma Group is Shirakawa Ying. Shirakawa Jing, who does not need to bear this burden, can naturally live as leisurely as she wants.