"What He says is what He says."
Neither admitted nor denied. I have to say that this answer was cunning, and Kashaxia smoothly threw the question back to whether Scotland should believe Gin's words.
Scotland observes Kashasha through the rearview mirror:
The gray-haired young man looked calm and composed, but he could feel the other man's muscles tightening. And the thermal insulation patch from before... Kawakami Tsumugi is actually not very good at accepting other people's kindness, lemon candy is a special case.
"I don't mean to question, I'm just curious."
I'm curious, why don't you go find Gin... and ask him with stern words and expect him to admit it? Kawakami rolled his eyes inwardly, while outwardly trying to muddle through the topic:
"The mission is current, let's focus on the mission first."
"Then it's your stage, Kashasha." Scotland said.
The gray-haired young man nodded and finally straightened his posture. He put on the headset assigned by the organization - it is reasonable to say that the headset needs to be worn throughout the mission. But Kashasha would be repelled by equipment that reminded him of previous missions.
The map of Tokyo was vividly displayed in Kawakami's mind, including the flow of people and traffic at each intersection, the length of traffic lights, and the standby points for each chase area he arranged were marked on it——
For patients with hyperamnesia, spending half an hour writing down this information and drawing a virtual map in their brain is stress-free.
[Your greatest advantage is not hyperamnesia, but your ability to extract and analyze information. In some situations, you can even use your brain as a computer. 】
Kashasha recalled the words Kashasha left in the review. It was this information that made him eager to try when he encountered a suitable scene. This was also the reason why he had to discuss changing the plan with Gin.
Kawakamiji knows very well the mentality that he should have if he loses his memory.
[It stands to reason that due to the influx of excessive information, the reaction of patients with hyperamnesia will even be slower than that of ordinary people. Fortunately, we have processing power that can match our super memory. You can give it a try, and you will be pleasantly surprised to find that you can perfectly control and apply the massive amounts of information captured due to hyperamnesia. 】
"No. 1 and No. 3 are on standby. After seeing the mission target, chase them with all their strength." Kawakamiji ordered.
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"Mr. Kazami, we are being followed!"
On the other side, the mission targets of Scotland and Kashasha also discovered that something was wrong with their situation.
Behind them, a black car had already passed three intersections. The conscientious driver communicated with Yuya Kazami, the commander of their operation.
"Try to get rid of them and drive to a place with fewer people." Kazami Yuya said, "The people in that organization don't care about fighting on the streets."
The long-faced public security commander was neither surprised nor surprised by the current situation.
According to the information sent by Mr. Fangtani, the route of their operation is likely to be known to the organization. Of course, the public security has also taken adequate countermeasures.
It's a pity that Bourbon did not participate in this operation, otherwise the police would have had more initiative.
The "cargo driver" is the most dangerous part of the mission. Kazami Yuya originally wanted to go into battle personally, but he is also lurking in the organization, and Mr. Furitani's contact is online. Wearing multiple hats prevents him from taking risks.
Therefore, Kazami Yuya was actually worried about the driver.
"good!"
The driver obeyed the order and sped up, rushing into the intersection before the previous yellow light ended.
He almost collided with the rolling traffic coming from the left, and horns were blaring for a while, but the vehicle pursuing them was successfully isolated at the intersection.
"Mr. Kazami, we got rid of it," the driver said, but the victorious smile on his face disappeared suddenly after looking in the rearview mirror, "But that organization followed another car!"
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"Ah, yes, you can get rid of them, but there will be a constant stream of pursuers."
Kawakami looked at the moving light spots on his mobile phone and muttered to himself, then he raised his voice again and ordered in the communication channel,
"Stand by on the 13th. After seeing the mission target, pursue it with all your strength!"
Scotland in the front seat couldn't help but observe the engrossed gray-haired young man. Although Kawakami didn't say it clearly, he almost understood the other party's plan, a crazy plan that only Kashasha could execute.
Two words can sum it up: playing chess.
Kawakami used the complicated traffic routes in Tokyo as a chessboard, and the police vehicles were the chess pieces that he played with unconsciously. He also hired about 30 peripheral members from Gin to drive in cars and guard different intersections to act as a chessboard. The chaser——
For peripheral members, they do not need to accept overly complicated orders. They can just chase after the target when they see it. Therefore, the plan has extremely high requirements on the coordinator, but it is actually easy to implement.
Then, through the changes in the public security route, Kawakami called peripheral members with different numbers to track the public security vehicles openly, and controlled the other party's route under repeated inducements.
Until...the other party threw themselves into a trap and drove in front of them.
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"Damn it, how many trackers did that organization send?!" the public security driver driving the van cursed.
He felt more irritated than uneasy. Although there were many trackers sent by that organization, none of them could drive within an effective driving distance to snipe them.
Although it took him some effort to get away, it was far from the street shootout that the police expected.
No gunfight means no innocent casualties. This made the driver feel relieved. The only bad thing was that in order to get rid of those tails, the driver deviated far from the original destination planned by the police.
Their original plan was to lead the organization's pursuers into the encirclement, but since the pursuers were not fixed and would be overtaken if they did not change their route in time, it would be difficult to implement the plan.
The driver always had a strange sense of déjà vu. The people in that organization were playing a relay race, and he was the baton being passed on repeatedly. If this is the case, then the end point of the relay race is——
"The trackers sent out are many but not powerful... bad! People from that organization are controlling our route!" Kazami Yuya shouted in the communication.
"What--"
The driver's question hadn't been uttered yet, but Yuya Kazami's reminder coincided with his belated guess, which was horrifying.
But before he could fully appreciate the chill, the world began to spin.
The side of the van suffered a violent collision and rolled violently like a barrel being pushed down from the top of a mountain. When the rolling stopped, the driver's vision was covered in blood, and the blood left on his forehead...
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It's not that Kazami Yuya reacted slowly, but it was only five or six minutes from the time the driver fell into Kawakami Tsumugi's chessboard plan to the time when the plan came to fruition.
"Get ready Scotland, the last leg of the relay is ours," Kashasha said.
"Understood." Scotland fired up the engine.
The accelerator was stepped on to the maximum, and the white car jumped out of the alley like an arrow and crashed into another van. The latter immediately rolled on the ground due to the powerful impact.
The road was sparsely traveled, so they had plenty of room to hunt.
And if the van can escape this blow, the snipers on the road will also cause the police officers to suffer a lot.
In any case, after being "driven" to this path by Kashasha, who manipulates the overall situation, they have only one ending.
