Tokyo, Tsukamoto Building.
"President, O's operation failed, and the Imamura family has offered a reward of 300 million US dollars." Sasaki Jiro stood in front of the tatami and bent down to salute.
Yuta Tsukamoto's wrinkled face showed a look of anger: "I have 100 million US dollars in revenge funds, and no one dares to kill me so quickly. Tomorrow, help me arrange a meeting with the chief of police tomorrow. I want to talk to the Imamura family."
"Hi, we will protect your safety tonight." Sasaki Jiro responded solemnly, turned around and left, and began to deploy the building's security operations.
A total of fifty well-trained and armed members were divided into ten groups, taking turns to patrol from the first to the twelfth floor of the basement.
Jiro Sasaki sits in the control room and is responsible for personnel dispatch and command.
With such a strong security team, Tsukamoto Yuta felt a little relieved and prepared to use his connections tomorrow to resolve his grievances with the Imamura family head-on.
Even if a huge price is paid, the situation must be stabilized first. Otherwise, the three hundred million US dollars would be like a sharp blade, hanging over his head all the time.
Unless Yutao Tsukamoto continues to add money, $100 million is really unstoppable.
…
One o'clock.
A car with a Hokkaido license plate quietly drove into the underground parking lot of the building opposite the Tsukamoto Building.
Li Shaoze just took a special trip and found that the architectural style of the Tsukamoto Building is very similar to that of the building next to it. It should be that the same architectural style was used during the municipal approval process to give it the appearance of a commercial district.
There is a high probability that this building will also be owned by the Tsukamoto Group and designed by the same architect. If nothing else, the structures of the two buildings should be similar.
However, according to careful observation, the security forces of the Tsukamoto family are obviously concentrated in the Tsukamoto Building and have not spread to the neighboring building.
Strategically speaking, this was no problem, but it gave Li Shaoze an opportunity to become familiar with the enemy's situation.
Opening the car door, "Shawshank" wearing a windbreaker and a mask stepped into the parking lot and began to explore the structure of the building. From switch rooms to vents, from floor layout to corridor spacing.
A big business worth 300 million US dollars is worthy of Shawshank's serious and careful preparation. He has no choice but to be a "lone killer". He has no agent or assistant. When he wants to do a big business, he has to prepare everything by himself.
Fortunately, Li Shaoze has rich experience. As long as he reverses the "police" profession, he will immediately become a professional "killer", and the preparations are not sloppy at all.
This principle is the same as "Buddha" and "Demon", it's just a matter of a thought.
After spending about half an hour figuring out the layout and making preparations, Li Shaoze sneaked into the Tsukamoto Building through the same underground passages in the two buildings.
…
At this time, Tsukamoto Yuta was holding a young and beautiful Japanese woman in his arms, lying on the tatami, watching the video on the TV, looking intoxicated.
Maybe it's because he's getting older, but he always likes to recall the scenery of his youth. At that time, he held the position of colonel in the invading army. Although he was finally defeated and returned home, those years were still the youth he missed the most.
Beautiful youth, beautiful woman.
Tsukamoto Yuta raised his glass and tasted the taste: "Women, it is best to be Chinese women."
"What makes Japanese women inferior to Chinese women?" The dancer, wearing a kimono and no clothes underneath, crawled at Yuta Tsukamoto's feet and looked back at the photo of the invading army and the Chinese woman on the screen.
Yuta Tsukamoto gradually moved his hand downwards: "Chinese women value chastity, and their painful cries are the best aphrodisiac for men."
"We can also scream..." The dancer next to her closed her legs and leaned her chest against Yuta Tsukamoto, causing Yuta Tsukamoto to say helplessly: "They are completely different things."
He raised his head and looked at the ceiling, recalling the scene from that year in his mind: "I miss it so much."
clang.
In an instant, the lights in the entire Tsukamoto Building dimmed.
In the control room, alarms rang out, and Sasaki Jiro shouted loudly: "You, you, take people to the power room to check."
"Hi." The two horse boys quickly left with a few people and rushed into the underground power room.
Tsukamoto Yuta pressed the phone with a nervous look, and immediately quickly accessed the monitoring room: "Sasaki, what happened?"
"Under investigation, president, please rest assured." Sasaki Jiro answered as he picked up the walkie-talkie.
"We must investigate carefully." Yuta Tsukamoto's face gradually darkened, and he held the dancing girl to the water to block it, and added: "If there is any situation, shoot to death."
"Hi!" Sasaki Jiro responded again, and at the same time, the surveillance screen buzzed twice and suddenly became blurry. With a stern look on his face, he immediately put down the walkie-talkie in his hand and motioned to the bodyguard beside him: "Follow me."
Da da da da, Sasaki Jiro had a gun in his hand and went to check with a flashlight.
In another passage, Li Shaoze, who was wearing a windbreaker, didn't fire a single shot. His speed and reaction were like a ghost. With two clicks and using his hands and feet, he knocked down all the patrolling security guards in the blink of an eye.
When Jiro Sasaki arrived on the first floor and saw the unconscious bodyguard on the ground, he immediately became unconscious and picked up the intercom: "Everyone rush to the president's office floor, the control room, and immediately send No. 2, No. 3, No. 4, and No. 5 to the control room." All elevators are out of service.”
"boom!"
On the other end of the intercom, there was only the sound of a gunshot.
Sasakiji suddenly raised his head, rushed to the door of the No. 1 elevator, and pressed the up button, but the elevator's indicator light suddenly went out.
"Go, go, take the stairs up!"
On the other side, a man in a trench coat had already taken the elevator to the door of the president's office, jumped over the wall and entered the terrace.
Tsukamoto Yuta realized the danger too early, picked up the remote control, and closed the entrance to the room. The bulletproof alloy iron gate slowly fell, and the door closed with a clang.
When the man in the trench coat appeared on the balcony with a gun raised, the two dancers wanted to leave in panic. However, Tsukamoto Yuta took out the pistol from the cabinet and shot each of them at the corner.
Then he turned to face the man in the white mask and said aggressively: "Are you crazy? I only have a revenge fund of 100 million. Even if you kill me, you won't have the life to spend the money."
"Killers all over the world will kill you for $100 million if they don't get $300 million."
"boom!"
Li Shaoze responded with only one bullet. But this bullet was stuck in the glass and could not penetrate the room at all.
Seeing this, Yuta Tsukamoto showed pride on his face: "A pistol cannot break my bulletproof glass. As long as you leave now, I can pretend that nothing happened and give you one million dollars."
"boom."
Li Shaoze's second bullet was intended to hit the same location. Unfortunately, this layer of glass only had the slightest cracks and was still not broken.
He was already regretting why he didn't get a grenade gun from Imamura's house before going out. So he put away the pistol, walked step by step to the glass, and smiled at Yuta Tsukamoto through the glass.
Yuta Tsukamoto couldn't figure out the other party's movements. He only felt that the white mask made him feel cold in his heart. He quickly said: "You can write your account on the glass."
Li Shaoze was speechless, raised his hand and tapped the glass lightly, then activated his extraordinary power and punched suddenly.
boom!
An entire wall of bulletproof glass shattered with the force of a punch, and countless fragments flew like snowflakes, instantly scratching Yuta Tsukamoto's face with several bruises.
Li Shaoze stepped into the room and aimed the gun at his head. Yuta Tsukamoto, whose face was covered with blood, backed away step by step. He fell to the ground in panic, leaned against the corner and shouted: "Who are you? Kill me and you will live." soon!"
"Me?" Li Shaoze suddenly realized that he should leave something to prove his identity, otherwise this single job would be in vain.
But I didn’t bring any playing cards or souvenirs.
He glanced at the camera next to him, suddenly smiled and said in English: "You have been found guilty."
"Do you think you are God! If you die, God will not accompany you to death!"
"I'm not afraid, because I have Mozart with me." Li Shaoze said the last sentence in one breath, gently pressed the trigger, and a bullet shot out from the barrel, instantly penetrating Yuta Tsukamoto's memorial platform.
After putting away the gun, his hands were still shaking.
Although the world does not have the movie Shawshank, it does have the book with the same name, and it is extremely well-known. I believe that relying on these two sentences is enough to prove his identity and get a reward of 300 million US dollars.
At this time, Jiro Sasaki had just rushed to the corridor of the president's office with his bodyguards. He suddenly looked up and saw that Li Shaoze was already standing on the high platform and waved to them, then he grabbed a rope and descended to the building opposite.
Hong kicked the glass and disappeared into the eighth-floor office.
From a distance of more than 20 meters, the bodyguards fired a series of bullets, but they did not even touch the killer's clothes...
Jiro Sasaki walked to the tatami and looked at the bullet hole on Yuta Tsukamoto's forehead with sadness in his eyes.
…
The next morning.
The well-known killers who came to Tokyo from all over the world saw a piece of news at the airport, convenience stores, shopping malls and other places before they could take action.
"At 1 o'clock last night, a murder case occurred in Tokyo. It is reported that the victim is Tsukamoto Yuta, the president of Tsukamoto Real Estate. According to the police's inference, the murderer is likely to be a professional killer. The identity of the killer is currently unknown."
"According to the video found by the police at the scene, the killer's physical characteristics are likely to be British. The video records the killer saying two sentences during the attack, both of which are from a literary work called "The Shawshank Redemption."
"The police codenamed it - Shawshank."
The killers stopped and looked at the pictures on the TV wearing windbreakers and masks, with a sneer on their lips.
They looked at a string of words next to the photo and all read out one sentence in unison: "I have Mozart with me."
Haha, the three hundred million US dollars are gone? These killers have come, and they will not simply go home. Since the US$300 million is gone, let’s make the remaining US$100 million. We can’t lose even the air tickets!
