4:30 pm, underground parking lot.
Inside the Porsche 356a, Gin took off the mask on his face, and his white hair cascaded down. Judging from how smooth it was...
I guess I did some essential oil treatment.
"It seems the news is correct."
He shook the cigarette box and found it was empty, so he opened the storage box, took out a new box of Seven Stars cigarettes, and tore off the wrapper:
"Akai Shuichi is recovering at the Haido Central Hospital....Heh."
"Brother, is this weird?"
Vodka asked doubtfully:
"Akai Shuichi was shot several times. Even if he doesn't die, he will be seriously injured. It will be difficult to save him if he is not sent to the hospital, right?"
"That's true, but..."
Gin's eyes sank slightly:
"Why would he show up now if he didn't show up earlier or later?"
"Wasn't it found by the informant we sent out?"
"....If Akai Shuichi could reveal his whereabouts so easily and walk around the hospital with such openness, would the organization still call him the Silver Bullet?"
"yes!"
Vodka slapped his head and suddenly realized:
"Brother is wise!"
In the back row, Makoto Sakaki, who was smoking silently, paused with a blank look in his eyes. He really couldn't figure out where the wise man was...
Isn't this a normal operation?
But what Gin said was right. With Shuichi Akai's personality, he would not show up in the hotel so openly. Rather than saying that he was being stupid, it seemed more like an FBI conspiracy.
But the problem is...
What is the FBI's purpose in taking such a big risk to expose its location?
Could it be that they want to lure the Black Organization into taking action, just like last time at the Beika City Hall?
wrong...
Last time, the FBI's plan was very comprehensive, and it could be said that they had laid a tight net. This time, there was only one hospital, with many people and eyes, and the Black Organization using Vermouth's disguise technique, so Shuichi Akai's survival rate was almost zero.
More importantly...
The Subaru Okiya who appeared in front of Yasuki Domon was definitely not Shuichi Akai, so who could he be?
This incident is complicated and confusing. Not only Makoto Sakaki, but even Gin is unsure of what the FBI is up to. Any rash action will only lead to disastrous failure.
"Brother, what should we do next?"
Vodka scratched his head and suggested:
"Why don't we send a little brother to blow up that kid Akai Shuichi with a bomb?"
“........”
Gin rarely refuted him. He lowered his head in thought, as if considering the feasibility of Vodka's proposal.
"You want to blow up the hospital?"
Vermouth frowned slightly:
“Will this be too much?”
"There is no better way to get rid of Akai Shuichi. Since we can't figure out the FBI's intentions, it's not a bad idea to drop a bomb on them to give them a taste of the flavor..."
Gin sneered:
"But I need to consult the Boss about this plan."
How many people enter and leave a hospital every day?
A conservative estimate is two to three thousand people. Vodka's proposal can certainly solve all the troubles at once, but the problem lies in the finishing work afterwards.
This is already a complete terrorist attack, and Gin has to consider whether doing so will bring more benefits or disadvantages to the Black Organization.
"Vodka, send a few more people to watch over the hospital."
Gin ordered:
"I'll contact Boss later."
"Okay!"
Seeing that his proposal was adopted, Vodka happily took out his mobile phone and began to mobilize manpower.
Even if the boss agrees to bomb the hospital, it is impossible to bomb it immediately. The preparation of the bomb, who will place it, and the location of the bomb all need careful planning, unless the boss is so crazy as to directly dispatch an intercontinental missile to bomb the Beihu Central Hospital.
After the blast...
Will the US troops stationed in Yokohama be deployed?
You can tell with your butt that they will not let the culprit go.
Compared with the formal army, the Black Organization is still a little bit inferior and is not yet able to challenge them head-on.
"That's all for today, you can go back now."
Smoking a cigarette, Gin looked a little serious:
"Don't forget to keep an eye on Domon Yasuki and report any situation immediately."
"clear."
Seeing that he had nothing to do, Sakaki opened the door and got out of the car. Just as he was about to take a taxi home, he saw Vermouth holding a helmet, patting the back seat of the motorcycle, and smiling playfully:
"Shall I give you a ride again this time?"
".....never mind."
Sakaki Makoto shook his head:
"I'm not used to riding someone else's motorcycle. It's itchy."
Vermouth shrugged noncommittally, put on a helmet, started the motorcycle, stepped on the throttle, and left the underground parking lot with a roar.
Soon after, the Porsche 356a also left. Gin didn't seem to have any intention of seeing Makoto Sakaki off, but Makoto Sakaki didn't mind, after all, his next destination was Dr. Agasa's house.
After exiting the underground parking lot, Sakaki Makoto came to the roadside. While waiting for a taxi, he suddenly saw several black cars driving out of the hospital. The windows of all of them were covered with thick dark anti-penetration films. Only the rear window of the car in the middle was half-rolled, revealing a very familiar face.
Shuichi Akai?
Sakaki Makoto raised his eyebrows and wondered why he left the hospital?
What is going on?
Could it be that this incident was just a coincidence and the FBI did not set a trap for the Black Organization?
Sakaki Makoto was really confused this time. He couldn't understand the FBI's operation at all. It didn't make sense at all!
But he always felt something was wrong.
perhaps....
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