Chapter 3483 3495 [The murderer is Gin] Ask for monthly votes ()
As the two continued to contribute fighting scenes at the dock.
In a command vehicle in the distance.
James quietly observed the situation on Akai Shuichi's side while picking up the intercom and anxiously asking other subordinates: "How is it, have you found it?"
——Of course, Akai Shuichi didn't come alone. Rather than a lone wolf, he was more like an alpha wolf. After finding his target, he could shake the entire pack over with just a call.
Therefore, after Shuichi Akai followed the strange little girl all the way to the dock, James and the others also arrived here quickly and hastily set up an encirclement, trying to stop Vermouth while also trying to stop Uzo who was hiding somewhere.
The former is simple. Even if you use your brain and rush in together, you can easily solve the problem by using human wave tactics.
The real trouble is obviously the latter.
Therefore, in order to prevent his side from being surrounded by Uzo when surrounding Vermouth, James deliberately pulled the net wide to expand the fishing range as much as possible.
The scope was expanded quite obviously, and at the same time, the shortcomings were also exposed quite obviously - Vermouth, a man with injured legs and arms, drove such a big car and ran away with a child, and disappeared from the big net of their subordinates while running!
"Are you sure there aren't any people stuck at those key roads?" James' hair almost fell out with worry. He gulped down a mouthful of coffee from his thermos and thought for a moment before saying,
"Then narrow the encirclement! Shuichi said Vermouth was shot several times. In this situation, she probably couldn't get far. That's why she didn't leave through the main road we're monitoring, but stopped after leaving the dock. Let's look for her, focusing on those hidden places that can hide a car!"
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At the leader's command, the FBI immediately put it into action.
James leaned back in his chair and sighed tiredly. Although remedial measures were taken in a timely manner, to be honest, he didn't have much hope for the investigation.
This operation was really too hasty. Furthermore, this is a port, with land on one side and the sea on the other.
If Vermouth pretended to escape by car and then abandoned the car and boarded the boat on the way... Although he also arranged for people to go to the beach, the coastline is so long, how could it be completely defended?
It seems that tonight's action will be in vain again...
“Found it!”
The surprised sound coming from the intercom scared James.
The elderly FBI agent was stunned for a moment, then jumped up excitedly. Then he heard his colleague across from him excitedly say, "There really is a white car in the woods, exactly as you suspected!"
"Oh?" James' eyes lit up in surprise, and his face turned serious. "Approach carefully! There might be guns and hostages on the other side. You'd better ambush her nearby and subdue her when she comes out!"
After a pause, he thought of another possibility: "If that woman is hiding in the car and won't come out, you must pay attention to your surroundings - she may be trying to use the car to cover herself and buy time for her companions to arrive."
"Uh, that shouldn't be the case." The subordinate on the opposite side scratched his head and looked at the burning car in front of him, "That car is on fire."
James: “…”
Alas, it seems that we were a step too late. The other party escaped and destroyed the vehicle.
Subordinates: "In addition, there were two bodies next to the car, and they were also burned together."
"Hiss..." The situation was getting a little complicated now. James muttered, "Could it be that Vermouth failed to do her job well and was killed along with the hostages by Uzo? What a pity for that child."
But this is not right. According to their investigation, Vermouth's status in the organization should not be low, otherwise they would not have chased her for such a long time and even crossed the ocean to Tokyo.
Such an important person was killed before he even fell into the hands of the FBI, just because some things were not done well?
In this case, what is the status of Wu Zuo?
James gasped, feeling as though he'd underestimated an enemy he'd thought was formidable enough. He was mentally sorting out the complex interpersonal relationships within the Black Organization when his subordinate finally noticed something was amiss and added, "The people burned were two adults, apparently men."
James: “…”
You're a bit of a toothpaste! Can't you just be more self-disciplined and finish what you're saying in one go?!
The corner of his eye twitched, and he asked cautiously: "What about the car? Is there anyone in the car?"
"No." The subordinate ran closer to take a look, risking his hair being singed by the fire, and then quickly retreated.
He looked around and said, "There are a few people on the roadside taking pictures. They must be people from the nearby ramen shop who noticed the fire and are waiting for the fire truck to come. I...should I retreat first?"
"Wait," James asked, "is there any blood on the ground?"
"Here... yes!" The subordinate shone the flashlight on the ground and actually found some fresh blood. He walked over and stopped at the side of the road. "It broke off at the roadside."
James sighed: "It seems that she has been taken away."
When the cooked duck was almost at his mouth, another duck grabbed it and flew away.
After a moment of immersion in disappointment, James wiped his face vigorously and began to call out to his other subordinates: "Did you see any suspicious vehicles passing through the intersection while you were on surveillance?"
The small light on the intercom kept lighting up, and the subordinates responded in a flurry:
“There were a lot of police cars.”
“And there are also a lot of TV station vans.”
"Those tabloid reporters were all acting suspiciously, so I couldn't tell which one was more suspicious..."
James was so confused that he took notes all around. Suddenly, he realized that there seemed to be two missing people reporting.
He picked up the intercom and called twice, but received no response. Suddenly, he had a bad feeling in his heart.
James put down the walkie-talkie and picked up the phone, but no one answered the phone. After thinking about it, he had to send a few people who were closest to check.
After a while, the bad news came from both sides.
“Dead, dead!”
“Same here!”
James: “…”
The grief of his comrades' sacrifice washed over him, but it wasn't time to stop fighting yet. While inwardly fuming at Uzo's cruelty, James asked, "What case are they involved in?"
"Case? I didn't see any case." The subordinate who went to investigate shook his head and said, "He was shot in the forehead."
The person who went to investigate on the other side said: "It's the same here!"
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pier.
Shuichi Akai felt the vibration in his pocket, and in the midst of his busy schedule, he pulled out an earphone and put it into his ear.
Hearing what James described, he frowned: This kind of straightforward, or simple and crude method, no matter how you think about it, is hard to associate with Uzo.
It's more like...something else has infiltrated the stage.
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