Mochizuki followed the management staff to the warehouse dedicated to storing antiques, and looked through all the collections collected by Suzuki Jirokichi. Basically, there were no major problems. Of course, there would be no fakes. After all, the people under the Suzuki Consortium were not vegetarians. of.
"Officer Mochizuki, how about these things?"
Suzuki Jiroji stroked his bald head, with a bright smile on his face. He was obviously very confident in his collection.
"Consultant Suzuki, there is nothing wrong with these collections. You can safely display them tomorrow."
Mochizuki blinked her big eyes in disappointment. She had been looking forward to it for so long, but there was no chance to use it at all. The key was her small money. This time she didn't even earn back the money to buy clothes.
"Bang, bang bang."
Mochizuki was excited, and the bone fan immediately appeared from his hand. It was the sound of a pistol. Judging from the loudness of the sound, it seemed to be a standard pistol issued by the Metropolitan Police Department. At present, the police on the scene seemed to be only her and a few senior officials. Could it be that someone was outside? What happened.
The Suzuki couple standing in the back were a little bored. They were about to leave when they saw the fan that appeared from scratch in Mochizuki's hand, and their four eyes immediately opened wide.
"Officer Mochizuki, don't worry. There are probably guests hunting in the woods outside. Since we got here, there have been gunshots every now and then. Nothing will happen."
Suzuki Tomoko pulled the two grown men behind and grabbed Mochizuki's hand. Her attitude became obviously enthusiastic. Her eyes were fixed on the fan in Mochizuki's hand. If it weren't for the restrictions of aristocratic etiquette, she would probably take it and take a look.
"Maybe I'm worrying too much. Since there's nothing going on here, I'll leave first!"
Mochizuki put her hands behind her back and left quickly under Tomoko Suzuki's fiery eyes. She didn't know what Mrs. Suzuki's idea was, and she was just a little bit frightened by the sight.
The banquet in the hall has come to an end. Except for some people who look at each other and are still insisting, everyone else has gone to the room to rest.
"Do you really want to do this?"
Listening to the gunshots in his ears, Ireland hesitated. They had just destroyed the mission that Gin was responsible for. Based on his understanding of Gin, this matter would not go away so quickly. In this case, it was best to keep his tail between his legs. As a human being, Pisk couldn't listen at all.
Not to mention there are three members of the organization here, who have become code members in just one year. He does not believe that those few people will be the trash in Pisk's mouth.
"Only two people died. How many people have died at your hands over the years?"
Pisk took off his expensive suit and smiled at his proud apprentice. Hidden under the old man's gentle and elegant appearance was a dirty and sinful heart.
"It's not about these two people. If you just want their lives, I can get rid of them immediately, but the follow-up plan is a bit hasty."
Ireland has reached its current position without relying on Pisk. Instead, because of his relationship, he has been sent to other countries for activities. There are only a few members in Japan who have a good relationship with him.
All the information about the target came from Pisk's mouth. Originally, he would not question his adoptive father's request, but now his mood is too abnormal.
Given the organization's style of conduct, once something went wrong, they would be doomed, so he couldn't help but worry. Moreover, the target this time was not a good one, and usually those who took advantage of the fire would not end well.
"You weren't so timid when you were a child. Have you just grown taller now?"
Pisk took out two wine glasses from the cabinet and a bottle of wine that he had treasured for a long time from his suitcase. He poured it into the glasses and sat on the sofa to taste it slowly.
"Father!"
Ireland is a little anxious. If this mission fails, there will be no place for them in the organization, and the police from the Metropolitan Police Department will not let them go.
"Okay, the bullet has been fired. Now you have no choice but to regret it."
Pisk opened his eyes and stared at the wall clock in the guest room for a few seconds. The hands and minute hands had overlapped again. It was now twelve o'clock at midnight, which was also the time when their plan officially started.
Pisk had a ferocious smile on his face, like an evil ghost in hell, showing off his evil deeds to others.
Ireland sighed. If he had known that his adoptive father was going to do this, he would not have come back from abroad. Now he is in a difficult situation and can only hope that there will be no problems with the plan.
The two of them held their own thoughts, drank in silence, and waited for the moment when the castle boiled. No one noticed that the wall clock facing them emitted a dim light at a certain angle. It was something they often used. The organization develops miniature surveillance cameras specifically for the action team.
The big star Sharon Wynyard sat at the table and looked at the picture on the computer. With a playful smile on her face, she took off her headphones, picked up her mobile phone and started sending emails.
Everything is as expected by the boss. It depends on the development of the incident. If she is lucky, she can start the next plan tomorrow.
It's just that this old guy Pisk really didn't surprise her. People really do become more greedy as they get older, and he actually involved Ireland. He was really old and confused.
She doesn't leave any escape route for herself when doing things, but this way she doesn't have to miss the old relationship. The end of this mission is the day of his death. Gin should be waiting at the dock right now, and she can watch a good show then. .
Mochizuki was awakened by a knock on the door. She picked up her phone and checked the time. It was just after midnight, which meant that she had fallen asleep for less than an hour.
"Officer Mochizuki, something big happened outside. Someone died."
The urgent voice of the waiter drifted in through the crack in the door. Mochizuki was still lying lazily and stretched out his body. He quickly ran out of bed and opened the room. There was a dark crowd outside.
In addition to the waiter, Midorikawa Hikaru and others were also there. Mochizuki reflexively took two steps back. This group of people didn't sleep at all at night. Could it be that they already knew what would happen.
"Sister Mochizuki~"
Kudo Shinichi squeezed out of the crowd. This fanatical detective had already received the news and was about to show off his skills with Mochizuki. Suddenly he saw Mochizuki's outfit. Is this still the dominatrix he knew?
Kudo Shinichi's originally sharp voice also became squeaky. You can't blame him for this. In fact, Officer Mochizuki's change was a bit too big. He was only wearing a nightgown and no shoes on his feet, and he didn't have the same aura as when he was educating him. With a cold temperament, she looks a little confused now, and she is quite good-looking. Of course, she is still a little worse than Xiaolan.
"We'll wait for you outside."
Midorikawa Hikaru coughed twice, crossed over to the waiter and closed Mochizuki's door again, blocking all prying eyes from outside the door.
The Whiskey trio had long known that Pisk would cause trouble, so they never rested. As expected, people died in the middle of the night.
Toru Amuro frowned and hid aside to send the photo of the deceased he had just taken to Yuya Kazami. It was impossible for Pisk to kill people indiscriminately in this situation. The identity of this person was definitely not simple. He had to make arrangements in advance.
Two updates will be resumed starting today.
