【That's it...】
After understanding Kawakami's thoughts, the Mad Hatter was quiet for a long time.
[You seem a little disappointed? Is it because of my methods? 】
The gray-haired young man laughed,
[Don't be distracted, adhatter... How about helping me monitor the black car where the mission target is? After all, the sooner I achieve my goal, the fewer casualties this operation will cause. 】
[What else is your purpose? 】
[In addition to killing the mission target, I also want to open a blind box. 】
Kawakamiji replied,
【Did you discover it? The police's protection of our mission targets is actually very unprofessional. 】
[I found them almost casually - I didn't even use your ability. There had been a lot of commotion in the city before, and the knowledgeable people on the police side must have known that there was an organization behind it. 】
[Now that we know it is an organization, we will probably send professionals to deal with us. 】
[According to my inference, the local FBI in City C should have been taken over by our old rivals, for example, the team that Rye is in. 】
When the FBI previously rescued Polish Xueshu, who was slandered as an undercover agent, a sniper with a record of 800 yards was dispatched.
Although Bermod later found out that it was another new member of the FBI, Kawakami believed that the person was probably Rye.
Kawakami felt very happy to meet his old friends in a foreign country.
After all, that time in Japan, the gray-haired young man had not chased the dogs enough.
[If it is really Rye, he has a lot of experience in dealing with us... This operation was so poorly designed that it was most likely a trap. 】
The Mad Hatter understood: [So this evacuation was originally planned by the FBI? You followed their routine to lure out the rye whiskey? 】
[Of course I do...] The gray-haired young man stuffed a lemon candy into his mouth.
However, Kawakamiji still had some questions in his mind.
For example, the layout of this mission is not in line with Rye Whiskey's style... According to the gray-haired young man's analysis of Rye Whiskey, he is a guy who would rather serve as a bait to lure away the organization, but also to allow his companions to evacuate safely.
"It's also possible that he wasn't in charge of this operation. After all, it's hard to imagine that guy planning the operation in such a way that could cause so many casualties."
Kawakami Tsumugi whispered.
He is currently huddled on the outdoor air conditioner of a commercial building.
The view from this place is very good. From a distance, it corresponds to the sniper point in Scotland; from a close look, the movements on the Sangria side can be monitored.
It's just that the place to stand is a bit small and not very stable...Kawakami Tsumugi is much heavier than a cat after all. If he moves casually, he can feel the ominous crunching sound of the metal bracket on the sole of his foot.
[Kawakami, FBI vehicles are dispatched. 】Mad Hatter reminded.
Kawakami glanced at his phone and saw that 21 minutes and 30 seconds had passed, which was basically the same as the time he expected.
"Everyone, start taking action." He pressed the headset.
The gray-haired young man stood up and moved his body slightly. He saw the FBI's black car in the distance. Not far behind the car, Sangria was following closely.
Just then, the green light at the intersection transitioned to yellow and finally stayed at red.
The long flow of traffic gradually came to a standstill.
[adhatter, please help me hack into the traffic system and extend the next red light by 5 seconds. ] Kawakamiji ordered.
According to the plan, the extra time difference was enough for Sangria to force the mission target into another street. Then, they need to face Scotland's ruthless sniping.
【OK. ] The Mad Hatter agreed simply, but then his tone changed, [Wait, Kawakami——]
【What's wrong? 】Kawakamiji asked.
[Someone has already invaded the transportation system. 】
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"Everyone, I'm very sorry that the plan has changed. There was a little hiccup in this mission. Our current arrangements
Most likely it was leaked. "
Before the execution, Kashasha's voice suddenly came from the public channel,
"But it doesn't matter. Next, I will inform you one by one of the changed plans through private communication."
Wait, plans have changed?
In the rolling traffic, Sangria, who was responsible for forcing the mission target to reroute, couldn't help but be surprised. Temporary changes in missions are often taboo. And according to Kashasha, their original plan was leaked...
Kashasha seems to like Kasha DeadLine very much.
For example, for this mission, he only informed them two hours in advance. It took almost an hour for everyone to find the gathering location amid the chaos, and the specific details of the mission were only told to them half an hour in advance.
In other words, if their arrangement is leaked, it can almost be directly concluded that there are police undercovers among their group.
The biggest question...who is this undercover agent?
In her wild thoughts, cold sweat almost soaked Sangria's back.
At this moment, Kashasha contacted him:
"Hello, can you hear me, Sangria?"
Kashasha's brisk tone came over, slightly lost in the sizzling sound of electricity.
"Okay." Sangria swallowed.
"All your previous plans were scrapped. When the light turned green and the traffic slowly moved, you turned the steering wheel sharply to the left and hit the medium-sized truck behind you on the left."
Medium truck?
Sangria looked in the rearview mirror and saw the vehicle Kashasha described.
He was a little creepy for a moment... How does this guy Kashasha know the situation here? Where is he?
"Got it," Sangria said calmly.
"Then it's up to you." Kashasha chuckled, "Please make sure to create a grand car accident."
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On the other side, Scotland quickly put the sniper rifle into Bess' bag. According to the gray-haired young man, his position was most likely exposed.
"Scotland, after reaching the third floor platform from the fire stairs, jump off the building and evacuate - you should not be injured at this distance. Then... well, you can find a way to get a motorcycle, and then come and pick me up."
"Okay." Scotland said, "Where are you?"
"The air conditioner on the 8th floor of the commercial building opposite you...forget it, I'll tell you the specific location when you get here soon."
…………
After learning from the Mad Hatter that the transportation system had been hacked, Kawakami almost surmised the plan of the gang on the other side. He made a prompt decision to follow the opponent's routine.
Similar to Kashasha's idea, the FBI also planned to use the traffic light time to regulate traffic flow. They wanted the organization's tracking to be blocked on the road to ensure that the mission target left smoothly.
"Tsk, I always feel like there is intrigue. The atmosphere here is several versions behind Japan."
Kawakami Tsumugi complained softly,
"For example, if this operation is leaked..."
If he hadn't noticed in time that there was something fishy about this mission, the FBI would have been able to pull it off, but wouldn't it have just alerted the enemy and directly exposed the existence of an undercover agent in their team?
"Well, it's survival of the fittest, maybe because Gin killed all the less skilled ones."
