Damn it!
Sakaki Makoto felt a headache!
The tearing pain was like a three-pointed knife spinning in my brain.
The sound of intense gunfire continued.
Heavy rain, gunfight...
Dust-covered memories flooded his mind like a flood.
It was an operation to crack down on a drug trafficking organization.
The enemy had heavy firepower firearms, but the team he led was unaware of it.
It was not until he kicked open the factory door and saw the black barrel of a machine gun in his sight that he reacted...
When the gun barrel spewed out flames, he was thrown to the ground and watched his former compatriots fall in a pool of blood...
He completely exploded.
Afterwards, the support troops looked at the scene in horror and could not utter a word.
There were 14 gangsters in total, 13 of them died on the spot, and the remaining leader...
Being tortured by Makoto Sakaki using waterboarding.
Then, he glanced at the support troops, took out the pistol from his waist with an expressionless face, and pointed it at the leader's head.
Bang!
The gunfire stopped abruptly.
The car stopped in front of a building.
Megure Juzo was holding a walkie-talkie, calling for support.
Maori Kogoro opened the car door and rushed to Megure Jusan:
"Where's Eri?!"
"How is she?!"
Megure Jusan put down the intercom, his face looked very grim:
"She's fine."
"When we arrived at the scene, the criminal was trying to break open the door of the room where she was."
"She was just a little frightened, that's all."
Maori Kogoro heaved a sigh of relief, but when he thought of the fierce gunfire just now, his heart began to tighten again:
"Where is the prisoner?"
Megure Juzo clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and his eyes flickered, obviously his mood was extremely fluctuating.
"The prisoner is on the run."
"The gunshot just now..."
"The other party is holding an M3 submachine gun."
Megure Jusan said coldly:
"The officers from the First Investigation Division were caught off guard."
"What about the casualties?"
Kogoro Mori's face darkened.
“I don’t know yet.”
Megure Jusan shook his head.
The walkie-talkie on his waist was constantly sending out calls for an ambulance.
At this time, police officers were constantly being carried out from inside the building.
The heavy rain washed away the blood dripping on the ground, but the blood seemed endless and flowed along the water.
Sakaki Makoto's eyes flickered...
Someone was always whispering in his mind.
Amid the wailing of sirens, the special forces police car arrived.
Special police officers wearing bulletproof helmets, holding automatic rifles, and with the word SAT printed on their shoulders lined up and came in front of the crowd.
"Special Task Force Captain Kyogoku Naohiko."
The leader of the special forces team stepped forward and saluted:
"Where did the prisoner escape to?"
"He ran to the northwest."
When Megure Jusan saw SAT coming to support him, his gloomy expression eased a little.
SAT, the Special Armed Police Force, was established on September 28, 1977 and was renamed the Special Assault Team on April 1, 1996.
It is a special anti-terrorist force affiliated with the Japanese police.
The main task is to respond quickly and suppress crimes such as hijacking of vehicles, terrorism, and powerful firepower.
It is also the last trump card of the Metropolitan Police Department.
If playing this card doesn't work, you can only ask the Self-Defense Forces for help.
However, when they attack, they usually do not leave the criminals any room to fight back.
The special task force captain, Naohiko Kyogoku, made a gesture, and the team members behind him immediately went around the buildings on both sides and headed northwest.
"The rain was so heavy that the helicopter couldn't take off."
"So we took a land-based search approach."
Kyogoku Naohiko lifted the glass cover, looked at the weather, and his heart suddenly sank.
The heavy rain will wash away everything, not just the blood, but also the traces left by the prisoners.
Without air support, it would be extremely difficult to find a person whose identity is completely unknown in Tokyo.
Naohiko Kyogoku is pessimistic about the search results.
He didn't think he could find the criminal easily.
Led by Megure Juzo, several people walked into the building and came to the 23rd floor.
As the elevator opened, the large words "Fei Law Firm" on the wall came into view.
When he saw this line of words, Sakaki Makoto rubbed his eyes quickly, thinking he had seen it wrong.
Without having time to complain about the name of the Kisaki Eri Law Firm, the few of them walked forward along the carpet.
Bullet holes and bloodstains could be seen everywhere on the wall, and the injured policeman had been carried downstairs.
In the main office, Sato Miwako and Takagi Wataru were comforting Kisaki Eri.
That was a beautiful woman.
"Mother!"
Ran Mouri rushed over and hugged Eri Kisaki.
A smile appeared on the pale face. Eri Kisaki smiled, held Ran Maori's hand, and glanced at the silent Kogoro Maori:
“You’re here.”
"Um..."
Kogoro Maori scratched his head and couldn't utter a word for a long time.
Conan and Makoto Sakaki listened to Sato Miwako's report together.
"As soon as we got to the 23rd floor, we saw someone banging on the office door."
"As soon as he saw us, he pulled out a submachine gun from his windbreaker."
"Five people were shot and injured, and the prisoner was shot in the left shoulder by us."
Megure Jusan asked:
"Did you see the other person's appearance clearly?"
Sato Miwako and Takagi Wataru looked at each other and shook their heads:
"No...."
"The other person was wearing a mask, so we couldn't see clearly..."
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