"The first step of the mission is completed... Actually there is no need to go to this point." Kawakami muttered to himself. He bit into the lemon, but the candy fragments seemed to scratch his mouth.
However, the trace smell of blood is also sweet, which is not bad.
The traffic paralysis caused by sniping is one of the reasons, mainly because it affects more ordinary people.
Cohen also said that an out-of-control cash transport truck would only cause chaos, and at most it would easily lead to a stampede when trying to grab money, but on his side and on the Chianti side... a large number of casualties were inevitable.
In fact, Kawakami doesn't like to involve too many ordinary people in the mission. After all, they are an underground group, and it is best to act in a secretive manner. Being too arrogant can easily cause unnecessary trouble.
Moreover, the death of too many people also shows that Kawakamiji's plan is too rough. In other words, it directly reduces the perfection of this mission.
[But there’s nothing to be done about it. Kashasha can’t fully master this speed at this stage... Only when you become more proficient can you be more precise. 】
Kawakami Tsumugi said to himself in his head to the only audience, the Mad Hatter,
[With such a big commotion, how long do you think it will take for Gin to contact me? One minute, or two minutes? 】
Confirming that the road was blocked due to his sniping, the gray-haired young man jumped up from the ground, quickly packed away the sniping, and then patted himself to remove the dust.
In order to prevent the mantis stalking the cicada and the oriole behind, such as being sniped by others, Kawakami was half-hunched over during the cleaning process.
There were still twelve minutes and thirty-two seconds left before the joint he had set.
This was longer than Kawakamiji's previous estimate. He could rush to the rendezvous without any rush, and then pretend that the plan was extremely smooth - because the plan was indeed extremely smooth.
After leaving the sky, Kawakamiji finally received Gin's communication.
Before Ginjiu could speak, the gray-haired young man said first:
"I have estimated the general scope of the mission target, and now the hunting ground has been set up. How are you doing there? Don't tell me that Rye is dead... It will be a lot less fun."
Gin sneered: "You almost blocked Scotland in the road, Kashasha."
Kashasha is a smart guy, so Gin is not surprised that Kashasha picked up his brain circuit without any explanation:
Use rye whiskey to catch all the enemies of the organization.
Although the gentleman intervened and Gin had to give up part of the command of the operation team to this relationship, this operation was still relatively comfortable. Not only because of the high communication skills, but also because the current Kashasha is obviously different from the previous guy who was more experienced and less beaten.
For example, this phone call smacks of asking for credit, and the pride of many heroes who share similar views.
And if it was the previous Kasha, he would probably be so angry that he wouldn't explain Ren properly after drinking gin, and would have to let him guess on his own.
"Being blocked? That's Scotland's business and has nothing to do with me." Kashasha said nonchalantly, "So how are you doing over there?"
"I will give the mouse some room to escape." Gin showed a ferocious look, "I hope your command this time... won't make any major mistakes like last time."
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"Major mistake? Oh, you better be careful not to let Rye escape, Gin." Kashasha choked back mercilessly, and then hung up the communication.
Gin listened to the hustle and bustle on the phone, made a selection, and then directed the driver beside him: "Pursue with all your strength, Calvados."
"yes."
Calvados stepped on the accelerator, and the bumpy feeling made Gin reach out to hold the brim of his hat.
Although except for Kashasha, everyone in the action team had poor driving skills, but Gin was still more accustomed to his official driver, Volt. If it weren't for some intelligence handovers that couldn't be handled by outsiders, he wouldn't have sent Vodka to follow Kashasha.
"I hope you can give me a little surprise, Rye..." The evil smile on Gin's lips gradually widened.
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"...It's a surprise, Gin." Rye Whiskey muttered to himself.
The man with long hair and green eyes took a deep breath, and the smoke mixed with the cold winter air filled his lungs.
His hands were strong, so the bullet accurately hit the head of a peripheral member - the other party was holding the intercom before he could do it (this chapter is not over yet!)
Chapter 369 Rye Whiskey: Tired
Reporting Rye's whereabouts would result in death.
Rye Whiskey wasn't sure if there were any snipers in this area, so he hesitated for two seconds before walking out of the cover.
The motorcycle he had snatched earlier was hit with oil, and Rye was temporarily without a transportation worker. Therefore, he had to rely on his legs to run out of this unfinished building.
Fortunately, he had gone around several times to spread suspicion, and then hid in a place that the organization had already searched.
"My Healing Game"
Therefore, Rye only had to deal with sporadic peripheral elements, rather than a large force pursuing them. Of course, there is no way to delay it for much longer. If you use gin and wine against him, it will not be difficult to discover his little trick.
In fact, Rye would have been unable to escape the organization's encirclement, if not for...
Not long after walking, Rye Whiskey received a call from the FBI, and the vibration of his cell phone interrupted his thoughts.
He hesitated for two seconds.
The FBI people had been trying to contact him before, but Rye ignored him because he was busy running away. Now he finally got some breathing time, so he still picked up the communication.
"Xiu! How are you?!" It was Zhu, the female FBI agent, panting, with unconcealable worry in her voice.
Akai Shuichi rubbed his eyebrows tiredly. He was trotting on the dusty road at a slightly faster pace than trotting.
It has to be, sometimes it’s hard to know which one is more tiring for him: the organization or his colleagues:
"It's too rash. Before I missed those few phone calls, you called me by name as soon as you opened your mouth... What if I'm already under the control of the organization? What if I'm not the one who answered the phone?"
"Sorry... show..."
In fact, Judy realized her mistake as soon as she shouted out, but she was concerned, and in Judy's mind, or in the hearts of the FBI, she never thought that Shuichi Akai might be caught by the organization.
However, since Akai still has time to reprimand, it means that his current situation is relatively safe... Judy felt a little relieved.
"Our support troops are already on the way, but the traffic situation in Tokyo is not very good——"
Akai Shuichi was thinking, and he keenly sensed something was wrong: "The traffic situation is like, is it a traffic jam?"
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This point is not the peak time of commuting. The word sudden traffic jam sounds a bit unpleasant. It mainly reminds Akai of the way the organization has completed several recent tasks against the public security.
In addition, he just guessed what Gin might have planned...
"That's right." Judy responded quickly, "Did the organization do it?"
Akai Shuichi didn't reply immediately. He thought about it for two seconds and then quickly said: "Turn on the radio in the car and listen to how the Tokyo traffic police broadcast the traffic conditions."
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"It's almost certain."
Kawakami Tsumugi threw a lemon into his mouth,
"Chianti Colon Vodka, wait, I have sent you pictures of highly suspicious vehicles. "Don't hesitate, be cautious when you see it." "
There are two highly suspect vehicles.
After successfully paralyzing traffic, the troops led by the gray-haired young man briefly gathered for five minutes, and then Kawakami quickly formulated the next plan:
Chianti, Cohen and Vodka were in good position to snipe, while Casaccia tried to pick out the person who was receiving the rye whiskey from the rolling traffic.
The sniper can only say that he will be disappointed after using it, but vodka actually gave Kawakami a surprise:
The background figure who always follows Gin turns out to be able to snipe, but his precision and accuracy cannot be compared with Chianti and the others.
But with a little training, it will be no problem to play.
"Wait! I saw that car!
"Two minutes later, Chianti's voice suddenly became excited, and then turned into an unbelievable high-pitched voice, "No - damn -!
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"What's wrong?" Kawakamiji asked quickly.
Chianti is such a bad person that he cannot accurately understand the situation from just a scream, but it is certain that something went wrong in the mission.
"At my range, the car swerved."
Conan's fake wine treats me as a companion.
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Chapter 369 Rye Whiskey: Tired
