Chapter 40 Destroying the enemy's lair~
The fierce wind whipped the hem of a black trench coat, and a tall, slender figure stood on the rooftop, his posture upright, cool and handsome.
"Ping!" Kurosawa Jin lifted the cap of his lighter, and the blue-yellow flame flickered as he brought the cigarette butt in his mouth closer to light it.
"Hoo!" Kurosawa Jin exhaled a long string of smoke, his green eyes fixed on the distant skyscrapers.
After handing over the task of investigating Kojima Tomohide to Vodka, he drove here himself to meet with the people arranged by the Public Security Bureau.
Compared to the life of an ordinary undercover agent who starts from the bottom, Kurosawa Jin went straight into the organization's high ranks, so no one would suspect him, making him extremely easy to manipulate.
Who would dare doubt Gin? They'd have a death wish!
The silver-haired youth curled his lips into a smile, pressed the lit cigarette against the rooftop railing, and slowly said, "I know you're here. Come out."
As Kurosawa Jin spoke, a burly man wearing a coat and completely covered up emerged from a small corner of the rooftop.
"1453." The big man recited a strange string of numbers as he walked, which made him seem rather dim-witted.
"8828." Kurosawa Jin said with a smile, giving the code in a serious tone.
"You're still alive!" The big man walked to Kurosawa Jin's side, took off his hat and mask, revealing a familiar face.
"So it's Kuroda-senpai." Kurosawa Jin glanced sideways, and after seeing the other person's face clearly, he said with a hint of surprise.
Kurosawa Jin took a cigarette from his cigarette case and handed it to Kuroda Heibei.
"No, thank you." Kuroda Hyoue politely declined, then stared at Kurosawa Jin with a complicated expression.
The big man quietly examined his junior whom he hadn't seen for many years. He had heard a few days ago that the junior had died in the line of duty, but he never expected that death was just a cover, and that the pretty junior had become an undercover agent in the distillery.
"I remember Kuroda-senpai was in a car accident and is still unconscious. How come you're here?" Kurosawa Jin asked, feigning confusion.
"You know perfectly well what I'm asking!" Kuroda Hyoue scoffed. "Your current identity is classified! Thanks to you, I am now too."
He solemnly reminded Kurosawa Jin, "I am your only contact, codename One-Eyed, and the Kuroda Hei you mentioned is still in a coma in a Japanese hospital."
“Okay, One-Eyed.” Kurosawa Jin obediently agreed, inwardly wondering if this codename was really some kind of twisted joke.
He glanced at Kuroda Hyoue's undamaged right eye, wondering how the other man had gone blind in the original story.
After exchanging pleasantries, the two finally got down to business. Kurosawa Jin spoke first: "Do you still remember Blue Sky Pharmaceutical Company from 5 years ago?"
Kuroda Hyoue frowned and thought for a moment, his memory returning to the banquet five years ago. "I remember... Could it be that the organization intends to..."
"Yes, the organization sent me here to restart Project S."
"See that 'Siss Pharmaceuticals' building?" Kurosawa Jin pointed to the tall building not far away, with the company's LED sign on the roof, displaying the company's name and logo.
"'Siss Pharmaceuticals' appears to be an ordinary pharmaceutical company, but it is secretly involved in human trafficking."
"The organization intends to annex it and build an S drug research base there. I am in charge of this project."
"I understand, I will report it as soon as possible." Kuroda Hyōe appeared calm on the surface, but his emotions were in turmoil, which made him realize the importance of Kurosawa Jin's identity even more.
Having access to such high-level organizational secrets, Kurosawa Jin will undoubtedly become a crucial mole for the police within the organization, and Kuroda Hyōe will risk his life to protect him.
After Kurosawa Jin gave Kuroda Heibei a small set of information he had compiled, their first meeting came to an end.
“We’ll avoid meeting unless absolutely necessary. If there’s any urgent news, just send it here,” Kuroda Hyōe said, handing a note to Kurosawa Jin. “Don’t worry, this number is encrypted.”
"Hmm." Kurosawa Jin glanced at the numbers on the note, easily memorized them, and then lit the note with a lighter.
The white paper slowly turned to ashes in their eyes. The wind blew the ashes away, scattering and fluttering, leaving them wondering where to send them.
A minute later, Kuroda Hyōe put his hat and mask back on, gave a few more instructions, and carefully observed the surrounding environment before leaving the rooftop with peace of mind.
For a long time, Kurosawa Jin was still there, enjoying the cold wind, showing no intention of leaving.
“Now that they’re gone, it’s time to get down to business.” Kurosawa Jin licked his lips, releasing his restrained aura as he stared at “Siss Pharmaceuticals” as if it were a piece of meat.
He took out his phone and dialed the number of the squad leader of an action team at Base Thirteen.
"What's the situation on the ground?"
"Lord Gin, we are already in ambush nearby and are ready to serve you at any time." The squad leader was both afraid and apprehensive of his superior, Kurosawa Jin, and his voice trembled slightly.
Gin's reputation within the organization is well-deserved. He's only been at the base for two days and he's already taken down their stronghold. He's swift and decisive.
"Proceed as planned," Kurosawa Jin said coldly.
"clear!"
"Sis Pharmaceuticals"—a hideout for a human trafficking organization—is located in a technology development park in the United States, surrounded by corporate buildings.
We can't use weapons with such high destructive power as bombs. If we attract the attention of the FBI, we won't be able to carry out the plan to establish a new base.
Therefore, Kurosawa Jin adopted the strategy of "capture the king first" this time. As long as the leader and high-ranking members are eliminated, the shrewd underlings will naturally submit, while the unintelligent underlings will be sent to meet the King of Hell.
At that time, everyone in the base will listen to Kurosawa Jin. He can secretly plant a few more spies in the new base, and the organization won't be able to find out.
"9 PM sharp, move out on time." Kurosawa Jin glanced at his watch and gave the order to the squad leader.
Five hours remain until 9 PM. During this time, some of the organization's lower-ranking members will disguise themselves as trafficked individuals and infiltrate "Sis Pharmaceuticals." They will become the nails that trip up the elephant.
At 8:00 PM, a vehicle from Sis Pharmaceuticals carrying medicine bottles drove into the parking lot. There were no medicines on the vehicle; instead, it was full of trafficked people.
"Lord Gin, our men have successfully infiltrated. We've also received intelligence from our undercover agents that their leader has been staying in his top-floor office all day without coming out," the squad leader reported.
"'The top-floor office'? Ha, it's just a place for those high-ranking officials to indulge in debauchery." Kurosawa Jin chuckled and instructed, "This operation must be swift and unexpected, leaving the enemy no time to breathe."
"Yes, Lord Gin."
Kurosawa Jin picked up his guitar bag, which he had placed in the corner, unzipped it, skillfully assembled the sniper rifle, and lay prone at the rooftop entrance, ready to fire.
Just as Kurosawa Jin said, through the sniper scope, he could clearly see that behind the floor-to-ceiling windows on the top floor of the target building, the target was surrounded by women, indulging in a blissful state.
"The mission seems simpler than I thought." Kurosawa Jin originally thought it would take a long time to find the leader of the other organization, but he didn't expect to be able to point a sniper rifle at the other party's head so easily.
"Move the plan forward and get our people to the designated location as quickly as possible."
"Yes." The squad leader didn't dare to object and could only urge his men to speed up.
About ten minutes later, the squad leader relayed a message to Kurosawa Jin.
"Lord Gin, we have people on every floor of the building. We need your order to act immediately."
"Okay, let's do it now." Kurosawa Jin's eyes sharpened as he aimed at the target's bald head and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
"Bang!"
The bullet sliced through the air, shattering the fragile glass window, and with a deathly wail, pierced the skull of some great traitor, instantly causing that person's brains to splatter.
"Ahhhhh—" The once peaceful office was suddenly filled with terrified screams from the beautiful women.
Before anyone could retaliate, another high-ranking official was shot in the head, and then...
With a few more shots fired, the plan came to a perfect close.
Kurosawa Jin put away his sniper rifle, slung his guitar bag over his shoulder, and left the rooftop.
With the organization's immense strength, this notorious human trafficking group was no match for them, like a small fry, and was easily taken down!
As Kurosawa Jin walked out of the building, Vodka, who had been waiting on the road for some time, opened the door of the Porsche for him and got into the passenger seat.
"How did the mission go?" Kurosawa Jin lit a cigarette; his nicotine addiction had been reignited since returning to the brewery.
"Brother, we've found Kojima Tomohide's trail. He's in Florida now," Vodka reported as he drove.
He wondered why Kurosawa Jin hadn't let him participate in this operation, but instead gave him an investigation mission.
"Okay, I understand. We'll need to deal with things here for a few more days." Kurosawa Jin exhaled a puff of smoke. "There's no rush to arrest Kojima Tomohide."
The new base has just been seized, and everything is in a state of disarray. Not only do we need to allocate manpower, but we also need to guard against FBI investigations.
In short, there's a lot of trivial stuff going on.
Thinking of this, Kurosawa Jin couldn't help but feel an itch to kill the brewery's boss!
He was savoring the thrill of shooting the scumbag boss of the distillery in his original world, and inadvertently revealed a hint of murderous intent.
Sensing the murderous intent, Vodka felt a chill run down his spine and broke out in a cold sweat, forcing him to keep a low profile.
"B-Big Brother!" he asked, forcing a smile, "Have you been a little...uh..."
"Something?" Kurosawa Jin turned to Vodka, puzzled.
To the weak Vodka, Kurosawa Jin was like a ferocious wolf; if he said the wrong thing, Kurosawa Jin would tear him apart on the spot.
"N-nothing..." Vodka stammered, trying to cover it up.
Kurosawa Jin: ? ? ?
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