Chapter 2377 2389 [Shooting Incident]
The gangster knocked down the salesman who was at the door and threw out a pistol. He pointed the gun at other staff members and customers and said, "Put your hands up! If anyone dares to move, I will shoot him immediately!"
The bank employees stood up and raised their hands in cooperation.
A few scattered guests had the same reaction.
A member of the Black Organization and an FBI agent who were among the guests: "..."
Although they didn't think that a mere bank robber could have very accurate shooting skills, the place was narrow and the shooting range was short, and the two didn't want to be shot for no reason.
Soon, the two flexible outlaws raised their hands and blended perfectly into the group of guests.
The criminal looked around and confirmed that everyone was empty-handed, then he left the door and walked around to the counter.
He looked down at the piles of cash inside, clicked his tongue, and cursed, "These are the money that customers deposited with you. Humph, the poor are poor, the rich are rich, this world is so unfair."
The others didn't dare to say a word or respond.
The criminal only complained a few words and did not beat up the suspected wealthy guests. He pointed at the lobby manager and said, "You, pack up the cash for me."
Then he looked at the other female salesmen and said, "Stand against the wall. If you dare to move, I will shoot you in the head!"
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The lobby manager wiped the cold sweat from his forehead while putting money into his bag.
In comparison, the guests seemed much calmer - what did the robbers robbing the bank have to do with them? Anyway, it was just a small branch, and as long as the head office was still there, their money would not be wasted.
However, Vermouth's heart could not remain calm. She glanced at the watch face and said in her heart: "..." It doesn't matter if she encounters a bank robbery, or an armed gangster...but why did it happen at this time?
At this point in time and in this way of being dragged down, it was really hard for her not to think too much.
Vermouth: “…” Could it be that Uzo thought that a dark creature like her should not have anything to do with Angel, so he intervened and prevented her from arriving on the scene?
Thinking of this, she felt resentful and conflicted: the child actually had some protectiveness towards Angel, which was obviously a good thing...but the person being targeted was her, which made her very unhappy.
After all, she had been looking forward to this school festival for a long time, and she wanted to participate in it much more than any international big production. Unfortunately, looking at the situation, she might not be able to make it on time...
But if you think about it carefully, judging from Uzo's personality and habits, even if he cares about Angel, it is unlikely that he would specially set up a stage for this. There must be other factors that made him make such a layout, such as... the lingering FBI next to him?
Vermouth: “…”So it’s all the FBI’s fault!
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Next to him, Shuichi Akai stood quietly by the wall, secretly observing the situation.
Suddenly, he noticed that the young male guest next to him took advantage of the criminal's inattention, quickly put down his hand and clicked the Walkman on his waist.
Shuichi Akai glanced at him, then looked at the gangster, worried that the gunman would notice something unusual here and fire in this direction without any explanation, and then "accidentally" injure him as a passerby.
It's not that he is suspicious, but as an FBI agent who lives on the edge of a knife, he has encountered all kinds of strange dangers, and after coming to Tokyo, these dangers have become even more serious.
Of course, he had reason to suspect that this change was related to the guy code-named "Uzo".
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However, at this time, unlike expected, what Shuichi Akai was worried about did not happen.
The gunman's attention was not here at all - he reached into his pocket with his free hand, pulled out something, looked at it, and threw it to the ground irritably.
The criminal then sat down on a stool next to a coat hanging on the side and reached into the coat to feel around.
Although his face was completely covered by the helmet and his expression could not be seen at all, Shuichi Akai was still keenly aware that the gangster's attention was now completely shifted to the coat behind him - this person was concentrating on looking for something.
This made him look at it, and he realized that this was a good opportunity for a sneak attack: the distance between the two sides was not far, and it would take him less than two seconds to rush to the gangster. There was also a small table next to the path. He could use it to block the bullets and sight while sprinting, or throw it as a weapon to hit the gangster.
In just a moment, a complete plan had taken shape in his mind.
However, before executing it, Shuichi Akai was silent for a moment and stopped where he was.
...As a "passerby with the flu", it seems that he should not have that level of skills.
So now there are two options in front of him - one is to fly over and subdue the gangster, then expose himself and alert the enemy in Vermouth.
The other option... is that he can only continue to be a passerby and watch what happens.
After hesitating for a moment, Shuichi Akai closed his eyes and chose to endure.
——His ultimate goal is to bring down the Black Organization. Now the criminals are just robbing money and not killing people. There is nothing to be intolerable about this. The overall situation is more important.
And perhaps this was another test from that person. If he really flew over, who knows what consequences would follow: a scene with a pistol is always much more dangerous than usual.
Just as I was thinking secretly, suddenly, something strange happened.
——The salesman who was knocked unconscious by the gangster just now woke up. He obviously also observed the current situation. When the gangster was distracted, he rolled over and got up from the ground, grabbed the stool next to him, and quietly approached the gangster from behind.
The criminal was still sitting on the stool, pointing his gun at everyone. The heavy helmet blocked part of his vision, causing him to be completely unaware of what was happening behind him.
The other customers and salesmen had noticed what was going on here. They watched the scene with bated breath, clenched their fists nervously, and secretly prayed that this sneak attack would be successful.
However, the opposite happened. Just when the brave male salesman was about to strike a blow of justice, "Ding-ling--" a shrill bell rang beside them.
——The call came at this critical moment.
The male salesman and the gangster froze at the same time, the former was stunned, and the latter suddenly turned sideways. The change in posture made the gangster suddenly see the figure behind him. He was shocked and raised the gun in his hand while screaming.
With a "bang", a gunshot rang out and the male salesperson fell to the ground.
The two female salesmen nearby were so frightened that they froze in place. They instinctively covered their heads and let out an ear-piercing scream.
"Shut up, shut up!" The gangster was more frightened than them. He turned around suddenly and pointed the trembling muzzle of his gun at the crowd.
(End of this chapter)
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