At 11 o'clock in the morning, Makoto Sakaki put the magazine back into the gun chamber, put it behind his waist, grabbed the luggage on the bed, and went downstairs with Miss Miyano to check out.
At 11:20 in the morning, Conan and the other two got out of the car. He rubbed his messy hair, yawned, and got into the back seat of the car consciously.
"What about this truck?"
Miss Miyano looked at the van with two FBI agents and asked:
"Are we going to just leave them here?"
"I found a designated driver. He will drive the truck back to Tokyo in two hours and park it in front of Teitan High School."
Sakaki Cheng calmly opened the car door:
"Get in the car. The keys have been left at the front desk. Someone will pay for the designated driver."
It is impossible to pay for a designated driver, it will never be possible.
After all, it was the two FBI agents who caused the trouble, so they should be the ones to pay for the expenses, at least that's what Makoto Sakaki thought.
but....
After waiting for two hours for the replacement driver to get the keys and drive the car back to Tokyo, I guess everything was already over.
Inserting the key, Makoto Sakaki started the car, turned the steering wheel skillfully, drove out of the parking lot and headed towards Tokyo.
At 12:30 noon, a black car arrived at Haido Town on time, but suddenly stopped 1 km away from Haido Park.
"Brother Kidd."
"Yes, yes."
In the back seat, Kidd took out a few masks and distributed them to everyone.
No one would be stupid enough to show their true identity in front of the Black Organization, which shows the importance of Kidd.
After the disguise was completed, Sakaki parked the car in an inconspicuous corner, covered it with a tarp, and said:
"There is still half an hour before the operation begins. By now, Domon Yasuteru should have left the office and rushed here. Although the people from Nichimi TV have not arrived yet, I guarantee that the area around Haido Park is full of FBI and Black Organization spies."
The war is about to break out.
"Come with me."
Makoto Sakaki took Miss Miyano and a few others towards the senior citizen activity center on the side of the road.
Under the puzzled gaze of Conan and the other two, Sakaki Makoto pushed open the door and came to the hall.
There was a happy scene in the hall. A group of strong men in black suits were smiling as they presented gifts to the elderly with limited mobility. Some of them were playing chess with the elderly, while others were sitting in the sun listening to the elderly chattering about family matters. The room was filled with an eerily warm atmosphere.
What the hell?!
Conan and the other two were all staring with wide eyes. These burly men in black were obviously not good people!
But they are actually taking care of the elderly at this moment, and it is not difficult to see from the elderly's naturally relaxed behavior...
This group of strong men in black is not the first time they have come.
"Ishikawa-san!"
Sakaki Makoto raised his hand and shouted. A middle-aged man pushing a wheelchair sitting in the middle of the hall turned his head, a strange look flashed in his eyes, but he quickly reacted.
After handing the wheelchair to his younger brother, he walked up to Sakaki Makoto and said in amazement:
"Sometimes I really can't figure out your patterns of action. Your disguise skills are quite advanced. You look exactly like the real person!"
Kidd straightened his back unconsciously.
Several people sat down in a corner, and Sakaki Makoto asked straight to the point:
"How many people did you bring?"
"There are 15 people in total, including me."
Ishikawa Hide took out his cigarette case and was about to light one when he suddenly remembered that smoking was prohibited here. He could only put away the cigarette in dismay and said:
"Is it true that Vermouth will also appear this time?"
"She will definitely show up, but she is not the target today."
"....Um."
Ishikawa Hide didn't refute anything. Even though he wanted to avenge Sakaki Ryunosuke, he also knew how to distinguish the situation. Today, the Black Organization was clearly at a disadvantage. If they continued to add insult to injury, it would be a bolt from the blue for Gin and the others. The more critical question was...
Even if Gin and the others were killed, it would not necessarily avenge Sakaki Ryunosuke. Instead, it would alert the enemy and cause the loss of information about the boss.
"Don't worry, the people I brought are absolutely trustworthy."
Ishikawa Hide looked at the dozen or so younger brothers in the hall and grinned:
"They are all my life-threatening friends, especially those I brought today, all of whom are my confidants."
"I trust you."
Sakaki Makoto nodded, and then asked curiously:
"By the way, Ishikawa-san, why are you guys volunteering at the senior citizen activity center? Aren't you part of the mafia?"
"The underworld needs humanity too..."
Ishikawa Hide smiled and said:
"We are a legal social organization, which is completely different from gangs in other countries. They have no rules because they are illegal, but we must have order. In the final analysis, the leaders of the country are violent groups, but once they sit in that position, their mentality will change."
"The children of these elderly people are too busy with work to accompany them. We are idle anyway, so we might as well do something good... Ah, Uncle Miyamoto, let me help you pour it."
An old man held a cup and trembled as he walked to the kettle. Ishikawa Hide hurried forward, filled the cup for the old man, helped him sit back in his chair, and said softly:
"You can never forget your original intention. This is not sympathy or pity. We just did what we wanted to do. Rather than saying that we helped these elderly people, it is better to say that these elderly people are helping us maintain our kindness as human beings. I think it is good that everyone helps each other."
"Been taught a lesson."
"Haha, not all gangsters are bad guys!"
Ishikawa Hide turned around and laughed heartily:
"Although we are not good people either."
"I'm sorry to involve you guys."
Sakaki Makoto suddenly said:
"Today's action is very dangerous. It's not too late to withdraw now."
"It has nothing to do with you. This is my choice, and they choose to follow me."
Ishikawa Hide slowly spoke:
"Before this, I couldn't catch them, and I couldn't place spies in the Black Organization. I could only rush to the scene after something happened, and I couldn't do anything. Now it's different..."
Sakaki Makoto looked down at the time. It was already 12:55. If nothing unexpected happened...
Yasuteru Domon's motorcade should arrive at Beihu Park soon.
Another minute passed, and Ishikawa Hide's cell phone rang. At that moment, the smile on Ishikawa Hide's face disappeared. He straightened up, and an indescribable aura emanated from him.
Time is up.
The younger brothers around him stood up one by one, with solemn expressions, and walked to the lockers to take out a few travel bags.
Ishikawa Hide was about to leave after putting on his coat when he suddenly felt someone grab his arm. He turned around in shock and saw that Uncle Miyamoto, who had just received the water, had opened his cloudy eyes and stared at him. After a while, he smiled and said in a hoarse voice:
"No matter what you do, be careful. I... also want to eat the red bean paste buns you bought. Can you bring some more next time?"
"No problem, we have a deal."
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