Chapter 2532 2544 [Gin was scolded]
Although he was extremely desperate, Vodka's will to survive was very strong.
...And this wasn't the first time he fell into Uzo's trap. He got used to it after doing it for a while. After Vodka calmed down, he took a deep breath and quickly thought about the next way out.
——First of all, you must not stop the car. According to the police, the bomb will explode immediately if you do so.
Secondly, he could try to jump out of the car as a last resort, but this method also had its drawbacks - with so many police chasing him, if he dared to jump out, he would immediately fall into the hands of the police and their identity would be locked. In that case, his sneaky behavior of renting a car... was really too suspicious.
In short, it’s best to think of a way to get rid of the group of screaming police cars behind you.
Thinking of this, Vodka clenched his fists, his heart filled with confidence in his driving skills - when it comes to racing, he is a professional!
…
Officer Chiba was sitting in the passenger seat of the police car, holding the horn and shouting towards the front. Suddenly, the victim car in front of him stepped on the accelerator and rushed out.
Officer Chiba was stunned by the flying dust, and couldn't help but mutter to Sato Miwako who was driving: "He...does he think that if he drives too slowly, it will explode? In fact, it doesn't have to be that fast. According to the bomber, the speed should not be less than 30 kilometers per hour."
Miwako Sato stroked the steering wheel and stared at the speeding car in front of her: "..." For some reason, she suddenly felt like she was chasing a fugitive... Then again, she always felt that the car rental victim was sneaky. Could he really be a fugitive?
With that in mind, she took a deep breath and said to her colleague in the car, "He won't be able to hear us from such a distance - hold on tight, we'll catch up."
Officer Chiba thought of Officer Sato's terrifying speed, his face turned pale, and he grabbed the seat belt tightly: "Wait, actually we don't have to..."
"boom--!!"
The motor roared, and Miwako Sato stepped on the accelerator and quickly caught up.
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At the intersection not far away.
Gin picked up the lunch box he ordered at the store and was about to return to the car. As he walked out of the store, he suddenly realized something and frowned as he looked towards the end of the road.
Almost at the same time, a car turned around.
Gin: “…” This familiar drifting around the corner…is the driver Vodka?
Shouldn't this guy be seeing a doctor? Why did he suddenly run to this weird place and start speeding?
He walked to the street suspiciously and stopped behind a tree, planning to act according to the situation. When the Lexus passed by, Gin saw the driver's face through the car window.
Gin: “…”
Although he changed into an outfit that doesn't look like the Black Organization at all, but this iconic overhanging chin...it's indeed Vodka.
Before he could express his doubts, the car left like the wind without stopping.
The next moment, the noise suddenly became louder. Gin turned around alertly and saw a police car drifting around the corner where Vodka had just come from at a speed no slower than that of the Lexus, and then chasing after it like a whirlwind.
A high-speed hurricane swept through the street. Gin watched the vehicles drive away in silence, and had to raise his hand to hold down his hat which was almost blown away by the wind.
After the air calmed down, he was silent for a moment and silently took out his cell phone.
"Chianti, Cohen, come out and stand by. I'll send the coordinates to your phones."
"Who is the target of this sniper attack?"
Gin's calm voice contained a murderous intent: "Tentatively, it will be vodka."
"Besides..." Gin looked at the other police cars that were lagging behind and drove by slowly, and slowly gritted his teeth, "Uzo better give me a reasonable enough explanation."
After hanging up the phone, Gin stared at the phone and dialed another number forcefully.
…
In the car, the two criminals were anxiously waiting for the police's response. Suddenly, a series of bells rang in the silent car.
The gangster in the red ski mask turned back in annoyance: "Whose phone is this!"
"Um..." His accomplice in the blue hat poked him and reminded him quietly, "Their cell phones should be in our hands now."
"...Oh." Little Red Riding Hood glanced at the pocket where her cell phone was placed and found that the ringtone was indeed coming from inside, so she frowned and looked away, not wanting to pay attention to it.
However, after finally enduring the ringing, the annoying sound rang again not long after.
"Whose crappy cell phone is ringing so loudly!" Little Red Riding Hood couldn't stand it anymore. She walked over and rummaged through her pockets. She quickly grabbed one of the cell phones and pressed the power button hard.
However, after pressing the button for a while, the screen did not go off and the ringing continued.
"Damn it!" Little Red Riding Hood was furious. She simply pressed the answer button. She picked up the phone and cursed at the annoying caller on the other end, "Ring, ring, ring! Listen carefully, this car and everyone in it have been hijacked by me! I'm doing serious work. If you call again, I'll kill you!"
After saying that, he hung up the phone angrily and pressed the power button again in disbelief.
This time, the phone was successfully turned off.
"What a broken phone. Why don't you fix it if the connection is bad?" Little Red Riding Hood snorted and threw the phone back into her pocket. Then he continued to look at his watch, waiting for the police to release their boss.
…
After venting his emotions, the criminal felt better.
However, mood seems to be always conserved - on the other side of the phone, Gin, who was inexplicably scolded, looked down at his phone for a long time and slowly lit a cigarette.
He took a deep breath, recalled what Vodka usually looked like, and searched the news pages.
A minute later, Chianti and Cohen's phones vibrated with new messages.
"Another target?" Chianti put on the bag containing the sniper rifle, turned on his phone, and read the email he had just received. "Bus robbers... What the hell! We are cadres of the organization, not justice police. What does the bus robbery have to do with me!"
Cohen thought for a moment, then gave up thinking: "Anyway, let's go first. Gin must have his reasons for doing things."
…
When the two snipers went to meet as requested.
On the other side, Yuya Kazami looked at the information displayed on the laptop screen and enlarged one of the photos.
After a simple transaction, he was silent for a moment and carefully dialed his boss's number.
"Kazemi?" It took a while for the other end to pick up the phone. Yuya Kazami was not surprised by the delay - as far as he could remember, according to the schedule, his boss Rei Furuya should be working part-time at a banquet as Toru Amuro at this time.
Banquet hall.
Toru Amuro hid in the corner of the corridor, glanced at the target he was tracking recently, and said in a low voice to the other end of the phone: "Didn't I tell you before, don't contact me casually unless it's important."
(End of this chapter)
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