"Curaçao is not an ordinary person..."
Akai Wuwu laughed meaningfully:
"She holds a pivotal position in the organization. She is Rum's most trusted confidant. If she survives...it may cause you great danger in the future."
His eyes flashed, Sakaki Makoto tightly grasped the Colt M1911 in his hand, and walked into the operating room.
The medical staff who were performing first aid saw a man walking in with murderous intent, and they stopped immediately in fear. The shadow left by gin and vodka was still vivid in their minds.
Makoto Sakaki walked to the operating table, stared at Curacao who was full of tubes, and pointed the gun at her forehead.
"Hello...."
Hattori Heiji moved his lips twice and said:
"You won't... She's no longer a threat!"
Sakaki Makoto said nothing, his eyes were cold, but he never pulled the trigger. He stood there for a while, and suddenly asked:
"How is her injury? Can she be saved?"
"After...after our temporary inspection..."
The surgeon at the side said tremblingly:
"The bullet pressed on her hippocampus. Even if she can be saved, she...she will probably suffer from amnesia...and this kind of mechanical damage is usually permanent..."
Sakaki Makoto nodded, put down the gun, turned and walked out of the ward.
At the door, Akai Wuwu looked at him with some relief:
"It seems you are not blinded by hatred, which is good."
"A righteous man has many supporters, while an unrighteous man has few supporters. Compared to killing her, I care more about friendship."
Sakaki Makoto glanced at Hattori Heiji:
"Let's go, Hattori-kun. Let's meet up with Kid and the others first, then head back to Tokyo."
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