Chapter 44: Seize CD Operation - Masks are hundreds of dollars a month, you play...
The bodyguard named Jim had a face blackened by smoke.
He loosened his tie somewhat uncomfortably, and without further ado, led the president through the thick smoke.
He kicked open the locked door on the top floor, and fresh air rushed in, bringing with it coolness.
The bodyguard and the president took deep breaths at the same time.
As we all know, smoke is the main cause of death in fires.
Their noses and throats now no longer feel like their own.
The president breathed and squinted his eyes, searching for his "rescuer" in the air.
He looked surprised and smiled.
The sound of helicopter propellers could be heard from the sky. A helicopter appeared above the roof of the Nagaki Company.
“Jim! Get on the plane!”
The president shouted.
He climbed the stairs and strode across the rooftop toward the ladder lowered from the helicopter.
"Watch out, sir!"
The bodyguard saw the red spot on his head, his pupils shrank, and he suddenly knocked him to the ground.
The bullet grazed the president's scalp, and he shuddered with fear.
The sniper over there fired a few more shots. They had no cover on the rooftop and had to go back to the stairs.
Not far away, Vodka, holding a telescope, shouted, "Oh no! Big brother, that bodyguard tackled him, but he's not dead!"
Gin glanced at him coldly, and Vodka suddenly stopped talking.
God have mercy on him, he definitely didn't mean to say that big brother's shooting skills were bad!
In the corridor, the blond bodyguard was holding his shoulder, and blood was dripping down his arm.
Just now, in order to protect the president, he inevitably got shot several times.
Even so, he still insisted: "Sir, don't worry, I will protect you. I'll cover you up later, and you'll find a way to board the plane."
The president sighed at this moment.
“No, Jim.”
The bodyguard turned and looked at him.
"I guess I'm going to die," the president said with a wry smile. "I originally thought that there was something in here that the organization was determined to get, so they would negotiate with me and not kill me directly..."
These two sentences were said in Japanese, so the bodyguard who didn't understand Japanese just looked at him puzzledly with anxious concern in his eyes.
"Now listen carefully, Jim." The president suddenly became serious. "I have an important mission to entrust to you."
The bodyguard was stunned, then had a premonition and his expression gradually became serious.
"Their goal is me， and they won't give up until kill me. I will cover you later. You go straight over there."
The bodyguard was anxious and wanted to say something, but the president interrupted him directly: "I hired you to protect me, and youpleted your task perfectly. Now, I'll give this to you——"
He pulled a CD from his suit pocket and handed it to the bodyguard. "Wait for a safe place and hand this over to the people on the helicopter. Just tell them—"
"'Thanks, 0734'. Remember it!
The bodyguard nodded.
The president patted his shoulder with relief.
He murmured, "Even if I die, it's worth it to be able to cause damage to this terrible organization..."
He took a deep breath, raised his head, and was about to step out when he heard the bodyguard ask doubtfully:
"So, '0734' is the key?"
These ordinary words were like a bucket of ice water poured down on the president, chilling him from head to toe.
Because this question was asked in Japanese.
And Jim - his bodyguard - didn't speak Japanese.
He turned around suddenly and saw the bodyguard behind him playing with the CD in his hand.
Those blue eyes were full of curiosity, but they made him feel cold all over.
"You! You're not Jim!"
The bodyguard put away the CD and moved his arm - his arm was unharmed, but the broken blood bag under his clothes was still dripping with liquid.
"Why are you so serious? Don't you think about it? Why would I risk my life for such a small salary a month? Can I at least make ten times as much? But don't worry, since you placed the commission so seriously, I will definitely complete it well. As for the reward..."
He shrugged. "Just use that CD as compensation."
The president took a few steps back and said with a wry smile, "I didn't even notice..."
"I can't help it. Why would you betray me for no reason? Do you know how difficult it is to recruit new programmers when you're short of programmers? You even want to sell the organization's information..."
The president's face turned pale.
"Oh, it looks like it's really pany."
Jim laughed and said, "It's just a test. Although I can find out who's trading with you once I get your phone...but you're really bad at controlling your expression."
The president didn't respond, but simply asked, "Where's Jim?"
"He's asleep," the man in front of him said honestly. "Don't worry about him. I'm always trustworthy and will let him complete your commission."
Complete the commission?
The president smiled bitterly in his heart. If he really completed the commission, the thing he would receive would probably not be a CD but something like a bomb.
"Well...actually, you should be dead by now, but I still have a question for you," "Jim" said, "Why did you suddenly betray me? Aren't the employee benefits good?"
The president said bitterly, "Why? Why else? Because you are that organization, that dark, evil organization... One day, the bullet representing light will pierce your heart and cause you to collapse..."
As in every story, justice prevails over evil.
Believing this, the president closed his eyes and waited for his end to come.
He heard the person opposite him sigh with regret, as if he was distressed that he could not get any useful information from the NPC.
Then there was a gunshot.
The president's consciousness sank into darkness forever.
Jim rubbed his chin, put away his gun, and tapped the headset hidden in his ear: "Gin, I'm OK here... What, how do I get down? Uh, jump down?"
The other party seemed to have said something, and he laughed out loud: "I know, Xiaoqin, I have something else to do, I will meet you later..."
Then he mercilessly took off the headset and threw it away.
He turned around, took out a gas mask from somewhere, put it on his face, and walked briskly towards the 14th floor where smoke was billowing.
Gin on the rooftop opposite clenched his gun tightly, with veins bulging on his forehead.
Vodka on the side: Hey, was Big Brother talking to Rena Mizunashi just now? But Rena Mizunashi has already retreated...
Hey, hey, what's going on? Why is your face so dark?
Hey, why is there still murderous intent?
Gin sneered, raised his gun and aimed at the helicopter opposite. One shot hit the propeller shaft, one shot shattered the cockpit glass and passed through the pilot's head when the helicopter could not control its direction, and one shot hit the fuel tank as it fell.
Watching the helicopter explode in mid-air, Gin's mood finally relaxed a little. Looking at his stunned younger brother, he was too lazy to explain and put the gun into the gun bag.
"Leave."
"Oh okay, big brother..."
Before Vodka could react, his body subconsciously followed the person in front.
Forget it, if you can’t think about it, then don’t think about it.
Anyway, just follow the big brother.
He, Vodka, has the most invincible boss in the world.
As the younger brother, although he seems to be unable to help his elder brother in any way, Vodka never feels inferior because his main purpose is to be a companion.
88.
Rena Mizunashi stood quietly not far from the Nagaki Company building, pretending to be a bystander, waiting for orders.
At this moment, she has changed her disguise.
Once the police start investigating, it might be troublesome to continue using the secretary's identity.
She watched quietly as the firefighters went in and out of the building to put out the fire - there were actually no casualties. In order to let her evacuate first, Gin sounded the fire alarm first and then blew up the building.
Most people evacuated when the fire alarm sounded.
She stared at the people passing by with her eyes wide open, praying in her heart that her companions' actions would go smoothly.
Successfully contacting the liaison today means she won't be alone in the organization for a while...
...Huh?
Rena Mizunashi stared at the blond bodyguard who walked out of the building.
Isn’t he President Nagaki’s bodyguard?
He actually survived, so President Nagaki must have survived as well...
Rena Mizunashi's heart was gradually filled with joy, because it meant that the CIA's operation was successful.
Even if they failed to get the CD, anyone who could save President Nagaki would definitely make a profit. Those who personally participated in the construction of the organization's intranet must know a lot of secrets.
She followed the blond bodyguard with her eyes, only to see him stop and squat in front of a little boy.
The boy was holding matcha ice cream in his left hand and blueberry ice cream in his right hand, staring blankly at the high-rise building emitting thick smoke and flames. It was Hiroki Kashimura who was instructed by Lin Xi to buy ice cream.
A shadow fell in front of him and he turned his head subconsciously.
"Hi, Hiroki-chan." The blond bodyguard said with a familiar smile.
Hiroki Kashimura responded subconsciously, but no matter how hard he searched his memory, he couldn't remember where he had seen this person before.
Too bad, it's rude to forget who someone is... he thought distressedly.
The blond bodyguard couldn't help but laugh at his frown as he thought deeply. He leaned over and whispered in his ear, "You don't have to fight the boss at the end of Thornthorn Vale. All you have to do is go back to the previous level, get him his favorite snack, and he'll teleport you directly to the next level."
"Kids, you have to learn to take shortcuts when playing games. A player who doesn't encounter bugs can't be considered a good player."
Then, while Hiroki Kashimura was still in a daze, she touched his head very naturally, took the two ice creams in his hand, and licked each one.
Suddenly, the blond bodyguard seemed to sense being watched, turned around, and smiled at Rena Mizunashi who was looking at him.
Then he walked away with two scoops of ice cream.
Mizunashi Rena was first surprised at his sharpness, but then the expression on her face softened.
Fortunately, she had taken off her disguise, so he probably wouldn't recognize her face.
This bodyguard is really childish...
You saw the kid was in no mood to eat because of the fire in the building, but you couldn't bear to throw it away, so you coaxed him into giving you the ice cream, right?
I always feel that this bodyguard is just like this kid, a child who has not grown up yet.
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