"That's right, according to Big Brother's wishes, you are responsible for hunting down Rye's accomplice, Kashasha." Vodka nodded.
From his point of view, the gray-haired young man's mirror was transparent, so Vodka met Kashasha's pure black eyes and couldn't help but shiver in the cold wind because of his unhighlighted eyes.
Vodka followed Gin almost all the time, and he naturally knew that Gin had barely revealed any information to Kashasha before calling him.
But just as the elder brother predicted, this guy seemed to figure out the cause and effect in an instant, and assumed a strategizing posture.
"Since Kashasha has a good brain, let him use it to hunt down the rat accomplices." Vodka remembered Gin sneering before leaving.
Hearing this, Kashasha pretended to whistle, and he looked very happy:
"Ah, I like this mission~ Gin understands me quite well - by the way, what were the results of your previous tracking?"
On the way, Kawakami realized why Rye Whiskey escaped earlier than he expected, and the scope of his escape was wider, even to the point of issuing a pursuit order——
It is impossible for Gin to drop the chain, which means he is fishing.
The organization may have detected traces of unknown activities in Tokyo through other channels, and then matched them with rye whiskey.
Since it has been noticed before, it means that Gin must have the previous tracking results.
"I've sent it to you via email," Vodka said.
"Okay, let me take a look first."
Kawakami raised his eyebrows. He simply walked around the vodka, squatted down to a sheltered place and sat cross-legged. Then he turned on his computer, entered his email, and browsed the tracking results sent to him by Vodka at an extremely fast speed.
"Can you confirm which organization Rye is an undercover agent for?" the gray-haired young man asked without raising his head.
"No." Vodka shook his head honestly.
"Well, then I understand the basic situation, thank you." Kawakami put a lemon candy in his mouth.
"Hey, Kashasha, how long are you going to linger?!" Chianti, who had been ignored, raised his eyebrows fiercely, and couldn't help but interrupt the conversation between Kashasha and Vodka, "Don't think it's you who orders me. It will give you face."
"Well, take it easy, my friend."
In the face of Chianti, a humanoid self-propelled intelligence leakage source who said whatever he thought and said, Tsuyoshi Kawakami still cherished it, so he did not immediately respond angrily, but spoke to comfort him with a smile.
"Don't worry, if I command, I will definitely let you go on a killing spree."
…………
Scotland turned the wheel violently.
A hunting wind swept through the cab - Tsumugi Kawakami did not close the window when he asked him to get out of the car, and Scotland, who was racing against time, barely had time to remove his hands from the steering wheel - God knows how many traffic lights he ran through along the way.
In fact, it's not that there is no time. Scotland can control the steering wheel with one hand and close the window without any effort.
Mainly because it's not necessary.
And the cold wind can also calm down Scotland's thoughts and think about rye more smoothly.
The exposure of rye whiskey can be described as quite abrupt.
And based on Gin's previous outrageous supervision methods for Rye - 24-hour personnel surveillance and personal locators, it is not easy for Rye to temporarily escape the organization's encirclement.
There was a curve ahead. Scotland slowed down slightly, passed two cars on the left, and almost collided with an oncoming car.
The horn sounded extremely loud for a moment, but Scotland didn't care and went through another traffic light.
As long as the traffic police are fast enough, they won't be able to catch up, but Scotland still slightly apologizes for causing trouble to his colleagues. Although this apology was instantly suppressed by more solemn thoughts.
Gin's mission to Scotland was to take a shortcut to outflank the rye whiskey. He is the only code member who carries out this mission...
Scotland couldn't help but start to think, could he calmly drain the water on Rye, as if it was out of friendship from the other party's help last time...
Although due to the influence of brainwashing, he was unable to think smoothly about letting go of organizational tasks.
At this moment, the ground shook, and Scotland saw violent fire in the distance——
…………
——Almost an entire street was in flames.
A tanker truck overturned in the center of a busy intersection and then exploded, causing violent earthquakes and wildly flowing flames, affecting countless pedestrians and vehicles.
Of course, this is man-made.
“It’s so—amazing!
! Kashasha!
! I love this feeling hahahaha——!
"
After putting away his sniper rifle, Chianti laughed nervously on the public channel.
"Ah, thank you for your praise, you make me a little embarrassed..." Kashasha's teasing voice also appeared in the mission channel. He seemed more like chatting than performing a mission, "Cohen, your side how's it going?"
After analyzing the message Vodka sent him, Kawakami quickly realized that the FBI people were preparing to meet with Rye Whiskey, who was being hunted by the organization.
In the case of relatively detailed previous records, Kawakami even speculated on the general route that the other party might take.
In this case, Kawakami is not polite. He will use the shortest possible time to completely paralyze several nearby transportation hubs centered on rye whiskey, giving the FBI people a chance to catch a turtle in a jar.
Now that he has decided to kick Rye Whiskey out of the organization, Kawakami will naturally come up with a careful plan...
It would be better if all the FBI people could be wiped out by the way, so that almost all the historical problems left over from the Scottish incident could be solved. The gray-haired young man quietly had bloody thoughts running through his mind.
"Mission accomplished, I overturned the cash transport truck." After being called out by Kawakami, Cohen said calmly, "Now all the passers-by are grabbing money."
Of course, some of the people who were frantically grabbing banknotes were peripheral members of Kawakami's arrangement.
After studying social psychology for so long, the gray-haired young man naturally knows how to make the best use of the crowd. First, find someone with a loud voice and shout, "There are no cameras here!"
", and then a group of people gathered around like zombies eating a meal, and the scene would completely get out of control under the herd effect.
"Cohen will keep an eye on the Chianti side for another five minutes. The Chianti side can evacuate." Tsumugi Kawakami ordered, "We will meet at location C in ten minutes. You may have to wait for me for another three to four minutes. Hmm... don't forget the vodka. Always keep an eye on intersection conditions.”
"Yes." Vodka and Cohen responded almost simultaneously.
"Hahaha, then I'll evacuate first." Then Chianti laughed arrogantly.
Hearing this, Kawakami turned down the communication volume on the public channel. He couldn't help but eat a lemon candy, and then focused on the sniper rifle in his hand.
To contain Rye's support, three major intersections need to be controlled. Chianti and Cohen have already taken action, and now Kawakami's side is still left.
Kawakami even wondered if Gin had the same idea with him when he assigned the two snipers.
But it is more likely that there is not enough manpower, or the principle of equal division, he and Gin are two each... Speaking of which, once Rye leaves, the Japanese branch will not have enough manpower...
The random thoughts did not affect Kawakami's sniping. In less than a minute, the gray-haired young man finally found a suitable sniping target - a large crane.
Pull the trigger and the bullet shoots out.
Kawakami watched indifferently as the large crane overturned and blocked the entire intersection. Several small cars that could not avoid it crashed into it, causing a series of car accidents.
