The corridor is more than ten meters long. There are three rooms on the left side. The room where they were detained is in the innermost room. The other two rooms are locked; there are a lot of sundries on the right side.
Kawakami knocked down debris while running, adding obstacles to the pursuers behind him.
He ran to the entrance of the corridor and turned left to take the stairs to the second floor. The side of the staircase wall is wrapped with black and gray wires, leading to the factory door to the right.
Several people were gathering at the door of the factory to smoke and play cards. When they saw him, they were obviously stunned and stood up one after another.
Kawakami ran up to the second floor without hesitation, used the sharp knife hidden in his cuffs to cut the wires attached to the wall, and the second floor fell into darkness in an instant.
The men uttered noisy curses. Kawakami was hiding in the shadows. His pursuers passed by him like water, and then he ran in the opposite direction.
There were more people in this stronghold than he thought.
Kawakamiji turned on his phone.
His hands were indeed very good. When he bumped into the man guarding the door, he took out his mobile phone from his pants pocket.
Old fashioned, clamshell.
Kawakami used the dim light outside the window to observe the wear and tear of the keys, and tried twice to try out the password. Then he clicked into the call interface and entered a series of numbers.
Kawakami pressed the dial button and hung up after three seconds.
Not long after, a call came in.
"Belmod, how are you doing there?" Kawakami asked.
"A very exciting chase, Kashasha." Belmod avoided the topic and did not answer him directly, "But it is not a good behavior to interfere in other people's tasks without authorization."
It seems that Belmode has sneaked in. Kawakami thought that it was very pleasant for his teammates to keep up with his progress.
"First point, we are temporary partners for this task; second point, you personally made the disguise for me; third point, don't you want to have a few more handles on me?"
Of course, Tsumugi Kawakami was sure that Belmod would never tell anyone about this, because it would inevitably involve herself.
"Besides, I didn't expect the plan to succeed, and I didn't come in on purpose..." Kawakami said quietly.
Belmode chuckled, and the rough male voice he pretended to be was nondescript.
"By the way, I have some information for you, Belmode. Check the goods in the same batch as mine. There will be a surprise for the girl who is about five years old."
"You sent me information and asked me to check it?"
"You are a professional."
It was not long ago that the base of Miwa Town was targeted by the police.
When Kawakami heard the news in the car, he had already listed five or six possible scenarios, and after seeing Junko Kobayashi and Koyoshi, he narrowed it down to three.
The "police" is most likely not as professional as the public security. Judging from the level of the police twelve years ago, the public security should not have regressed to the point where surveillance is still being noticed.
There is a high probability that he is an ordinary police officer, perhaps the fourth search section responsible for investigating cases involving violent groups and organized crime.
In fact, regardless of the Japanese search courses, their level... there is quite room for improvement.
Therefore, it is possible that the organization was targeted because it made a mistake, such as abducting someone who should not be abducted.
Although Xiaoji had a disdainful expression when mentioning her family, it is speculated from various clues that she fits this characteristic better.
Of course, Kawakamiji didn't have the time or conditions to verify this idea. At the same time, the intelligence expert Belmode was hanging around under his nose, which made Kawakami want to use Belmode's ability to satisfy his curiosity.
As for whether Belmode would tell him after checking the information...
Most likely not. However, given Belmod's character, he would definitely not choose an ordinary young man as his replacement, but someone with a certain identity - be bold in guessing, maybe he is the person in charge of this branch.
In other words, Belmode's decision-making will affect the decision-making of this organization's branch.
So even if Belmode didn't tell him, Kawakami Tsumugi was still able to deduce some information from the clues of this organization's movements.
"I accept your wishes, but your information may not be useful, Kashasha."
It's very Belmode's approach to accept someone's feelings but not appreciate them.
Someone came to search for him. Kawakami took advantage of the darkness to hide himself while continuing to chat with Belmod.
"By the way, I plan to create some chaos." Kawakamiji hung up the phone and dropped a bomb lightly before doing so.
What chaos is created? Of course the police were called.
I had promised the two little girls to call the police before, but it was not Kawakami's style to miss appointments without any reason.
Kawakami looked through the call records and found that the latest two had been deleted by a program virus developed by the winery.
Then he turned off his mobile phone, switched to the emergency call interface, and pressed the "110" button without hesitation.
Someone spotted him and shouted loudly, and immediately a large crowd of people came after him, occupying the narrow corridor.
"Hey, is this the police?"
Kawakami panted rapidly, trying his best to make his voice sound frightened: "I was abducted, in Area Z——"
Amid the noisy footsteps, Kawakami Tsumugi suddenly heard an unusual sound, a slight click.
Kawakami was very familiar with this. Someone pulled the trigger and there was no gunshot. It should be that a silencer was installed.
Bullets cut through the air. The strong sense of crisis made Kawakami's hair stand on end. He jumped forward and pretended to stumble, causing the phone to fall several feet away. The operator, who was confused about the situation, still called Kawakami Tsumugi's response on the other end of the communication.
There was no need to continue running, Kawakami Tsumugi fell to the ground, and he took this opportunity to hide the blade in his cuffs back into the hidden pocket.
The bullet passed him and hit the wall. Based on the trajectory, it was judged that the other party did not intend to kill him. If he hadn't fallen "just right", his shoulder would have definitely been injured.
Kawakami tried to get up, but the group of people had already caught up with him.
He was kicked hard on the waist. Kawakami hugged his head and curled up into a ball skillfully.
The expected beating did not come, someone stopped them.
One hand grabbed Kawakami Tsumugi's collar and lifted him up from the ground. The owner of that hand mocked:
"How did you do it and still let people run out? Is that thing around your neck called a brain?"
It was the man who fired the gun earlier.
He was wearing gloves and a long black trench coat that covered his face. If he changed his appearance, the gun smoke reaction would completely fail to detect the fact that he had fired a gun.
Kawakami Ji was very wise and did not struggle, looking completely frightened. The man was so tall that Kawakami's feet were slightly off the ground.
"Tsk," the man in the trench coat looked at Tsumugi Kawakami with a look of disgust, "tasteless."
Kawakami understands what the other party means. The boy he plays, regardless of gender or age, belongs to the category that cannot be sold for a price. It is a pity to throw away the food if it is tasteless.
No, wait, you can still sell it at a price. The face that Belmode pinched for him was very delicate... Damn it, this has nothing to do with the mission, Kawakami brought his thoughts back.
The man in the trench coat carried him away, leaving a large number of his accomplices behind. He was obviously impatient with the submissiveness of others who dared to be angry but dare not speak out.
"I'll supervise this kid."
