Chapter 1942-1950 [The Only Victim - Rum]
Torimaru Naoko was startled, but soon recognized him by his distinctive hair and skin color - this seemed to be the man who occasionally appeared in Jiangxia Detective Agency. He must know Jiangxia, and he should also know Jiangxia's baton.
Thinking of this, Naoko Torimaru threw the baton over with all her strength, then turned around and ran away, running towards the food court as "that person" said.
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Next to the dining car.
Rum was wiping the table absentmindedly, playing the role of a sushi chef, while looking in the direction where Amuro Toru left.
Although he felt a little sorry for the half-blood lone wolf subordinate, Rum was really curious about the drama that was going to happen today - it was undeniable that Bourbon was extremely capable in all aspects, so outstanding that even if Rum felt that he was a little suspicious, he was willing to take the risk and continue to use him.
But precisely because of this, Uzona's method of manipulating his subordinate around in circles was particularly curious.
"Although Uzo has a bad personality, based on past experience, he rarely causes large-scale casualties. He is very reassuring in terms of confidentiality."
Rum thought secretly, "But if the noise is too small, then from my current perspective, I won't be able to see anything. However, the twin skyscrapers that caused Bourbon to suffer the disaster last time, although the casualties were minimal, the noise was huge. Maybe this time will be the same.
"It's a pity that Uzo is too perceptive. Today I have to treat myself as a sushi chef and not do anything that goes beyond my status or attracts too much attention. I can't follow him and watch... What a pity."
Just when he was feeling a little regretful, Rum suddenly heard a series of unusual footsteps in the distance, very hurried, as if someone was running fast.
He immediately remembered that was the direction Bourbon left. He looked up and saw that the person rushing out was not his subordinate, but a disguised woman wearing a gray wig.
Rum looked at him curiously: If I remember correctly, this is the person who came to Jiang Xia to buy food not long ago. Could this be the prop for Uzo today?
He glanced over the woman and soon saw a heavy, familiar outline - this man had a gun.
He immediately became alert, and took two steps to a hidden place as if nothing had happened, using the dining cart to cover himself so as not to be accidentally hit by stray bullets coming from that direction - although Uzo's target today was Bourbon, these killers and criminals outside were quite unreliable when firing, and it would be troublesome if they were accidentally hit.
As Rum carefully found a hidden spot, Naoko Torimaru crossed the venue and ran towards the southwest gate that "that person" mentioned.
A fiery red food truck painted with exploding stars drove quietly to the nearby area, which happened to be a blind spot with where Rum was hiding, so neither side could see each other.
"Is this Jiangxia's dining car?" The long-haired explosive criminal adjusted the remote control in his hand and swallowed nervously.
The fashionable woman nodded, looking excited: "As long as we kill that guy, we will be the Napoleon of Tokyo's criminal world!"
The tall man was more cautious: "He should still be in the car. Do you want to go over and check?"
"Go over and confirm? Are you crazy?"
Two wise companions stopped him at the same time: "Haven't you heard about Jiang Xia's speed in solving cases? With just a glance, he can see through all the tricks of the criminals and restore the entire crime scene! Even our wise eldest brother fell into his hands. Do you think we can be better than him?
"Although there are three of us, even if we are unfortunately exposed, we will definitely not be trampled or hit by him, but he will definitely be alerted. There are too many trees in this park and the roads are not wide. People are more flexible than cars. If he runs away, how can we blow him up!"
The tall man was convinced: "That's right..."
The fashionable woman patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I'll do it! I watched carefully just now. Apart from a few women coming and going, no one else has walked on this road. Jiang Xia is in the dining car. Come on!"
The three of them looked at each other, and finally nodded heavily to each other, reaching a consensus.
They opened the door of the dining car, arranged the bombs and accelerants, adjusted the direction, and then, with a grin, dropped the switch on the accelerator.
The motor hummed, and as the three people watched, the food truck carrying their revenge and hope attacked in a high-profile manner, faster and faster, and slammed into the middle of the two food trucks of Toru Amuro and Rum.
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Naoko Torimaru witnessed everything.
When the exploding food truck finally made up its mind to crash into her after hesitating for a while, she had already quickened her pace and rushed between the two sides, leaving this dangerous death zone.
"Come to think of it, when I ran out just now, there seemed to be a figure behind the dining car." Torimaru Naoko couldn't help showing sympathy as she ran, "I remember that there were only Jiang Xia, the blond and dark-skinned guy, and a sushi chef with big buck teeth in the dining car. The first two were not here... Oh, how pitiful, he was making sushi well, but unfortunately got involved in this terrible dispute."
Naoko Torimaru felt deeply sympathetic about the innocent sushi chef's subsequent fate, but she was powerless to help.
Soon she sped up and ran past here, reaching the area ahead where there was more traffic.
Originally, someone should have noticed this strange "old lady" and even come forward to ask her questions.
But before that, there was a loud bang and flames shot up into the sky from behind!
The sudden explosion threw both the crowd and the police into chaos.
Some were running, some were saving others. In the chaos, Naoko Torimaru's figure was no longer conspicuous, and the "old lady" flashed by and was submerged in the crowd.
A minute later, Naoko Torimaru walked across the park breathlessly and came to the small gate that the man mentioned. She stopped and looked at the street.
"A black car." She recalled the order in the email, "A black car that will open its door when it sees me."
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Two minutes ago. Naoko Torimaru and Toru Amuro met on a narrow road, Rum was wiping the table out of boredom, and the bomb food truck was sorting out its equipment.
After taking their statements, Hashimoto Maya and Izuka Saburo were driving sleepily along the congested road, moving slowly towards the safe house.
"Why did that boss insist on asking us to take statements? Wouldn't it be better to escape?" Izuka Saburo sighed, "Although I've been forced to go there a few times, this kind of place is really hell for people like us. I feel like I'll never get used to it in my lifetime."
Hashimoto Maya's eyes twitched slightly when he heard this. He recalled the experience of Izuka Saburo encountering the curly-haired man in black, and couldn't help but say, "That man...that man's subordinates have already contacted you personally. You must have been targeted by him. How dare you say such a thing? I suggest you withdraw immediately, otherwise you may really have to adapt to it for the rest of your life, until you feel as natural as going home to the police station, or until you enter the police station morgue."
(End of this chapter)
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