While the manhunt is in progress

Chapter 480

"This kind of reaction from the consortium is also expected." Song He sat in the co-pilot and glanced at the street view outside the window: "It's just that although it is said on the surface that it is a joint investigation, the inside and outside of the words are provoking everyone to compete. "

"Sure enough, in their eyes, are we just tool people?"

Hayato Ishikawa drove seriously: "Which force does Mr. Sun want to direct the fire to?"

"Huh?" Song He glanced at Hayato Ishikawa, and said with a smile, "Shouldn't you have planned this kind of thing a long time ago? Instead, ask me now."

"I just want to confirm with Mr. Sun." Ishikawa Hayato said to himself: "Maybe there are omissions in my plan?"

"There is no such thing." Song He shook his head and said, "You have investigated them for several years, and the plan is already perfect. If it is more complicated, the variables will increase greatly, and if you are not careful, you will fail."

"In comparison, the level of those detective agencies is a bit too unsightly."

Hayato Ishikawa said as a matter of course: "After all, there are not many people who are willing to deal with this kind of black organization, because once it is involved, it is too difficult to figure it out."

"Thus, those of us who decide to become partners of the consortium will make up our minds and put all our efforts into hunting you down, and I will also go all out in order to win the final victory."

"So, please be careful in the next time."

Song He knew that the facts were indeed as Hayato Ishikawa said, that the black organization in Sang Country was not easy to mess with. Once you entered and wanted to leave, cutting off a little finger was the most basic price.

And for detectives who specialize in handling some secret affairs for the consortium, the price of leaving will only be greater.

This also shows that the three detective agencies except Hayato Ishikawa, while making up their minds to label the consortium, will inevitably track themselves down by all means.

"I understand, don't worry." Song He nodded solemnly: "However, please work harder. Otherwise, if you lose the election, my hard work will be in vain."

In the next few days, Song Heming stayed with Ishikawa Hayato face to face, contributing to the firm.In the dark, he turned into a troublemaker and frequently shot, targeting and destroying the consortium's commissions and activities.

However, as the number of his shots increased, the difficulty of his actions became more and more difficult, and the success rate of destruction became lower and lower.

The largest one was a trap set by a man with dyed hair against Song He.

In that operation, in addition to the three people who carried out the entrustment on the surface, more than [-] people were dispatched to follow secretly, so that Song He could only pull out the nails from the periphery one by one.

But even though he was extremely careful from the beginning to the end, an accident occurred after he brought down most of the dark whistle, and he was noticed by others.

In that case, Song He simply borrowed the communicator that was brought down by the secret sentry to continue acting as an impostor, knocking down all the subordinates of the dyed-haired man in the open and dark, forcefully disrupting the other party's actions.

The most dangerous one was a premeditated lure by Hayato Ishikawa.In order to ensure as realistic as possible, the two did not communicate in advance for this operation.

The result was that Song He was photographed in disguise by Ishikawa Hayato. In order to protect the mobile phone used to take the photos, Ishikawa Hayato strained the muscles in his right leg and suffered multiple bruises on his arms.

"In order to protect a broken mobile phone, why do you work so hard?" Song He put on a wig mask, and very cooperatively posed in the night in an escape posture, and asked Ishikawa Hayato to take another photo.

Ishikawa Hayato limped into the car and grinned: "Mr. Sun, although I don't rely on my face to make a living, I still hope you won't attack my face."

Song He took off the disguise, sat in the co-pilot skillfully, and said with a smile: "There are no ones who are worse than you. What? Are you worried about Qi Aoi?"

Hayato Ishikawa's face turned red suddenly, and he didn't answer Song He's words: "After this operation, I will apply to Go Miura for a little training due to physical reasons. At the same time, I will also remind him to be careful of other organizations that are placed in their consortium. nail."

"After all, judging from the results of our current actions, they will also suspect that someone within the consortium has tipped off the information. So if everything goes well, he should let me investigate some of the people in his consortium."

"At that time, it is time for us to do our best to eliminate internal worries for them."

Song He Wenyan nodded, looked curiously at Hayato Ishikawa, who edited the information, and teased: "Send the information now? If I were Go Miura, I would be moved to tears."

"This shows that I am loyal." Hayato Ishikawa smiled, and sent out the two photos and the analysis of the photos.

An hour later, the information edited by Hayato Ishikawa appeared in the Operations Department of the Foundation, and was then sent to the other three detective agencies by Tsuyoshi Miura.

"Bastard Ishikawa!"

"What do you think you are!"

"How dare you teach me how to do things!"

A roar came from the hair-dyed man's office. The last operation involving more than 30 people failed, which really made him feel extremely ashamed.

Now Hayato Ishikawa not only completed Go Miura's commission again, but also took a picture of the man and the woman. Even if he and his partner were embarrassed, it was still a big show.

With such ups and downs, the dyed-haired man only felt that his position in Miura Takeshi's heart was getting farther and farther away from his partner.

"Sato Taiki, come in!"

The man with dyed hair opened the office door, shouted towards the office area, and saw a man in his thirties got up and trotted into his office.

"Boss, what's the matter?" Sato Taiki closed the office door graciously, bowed his waist, and his intention to please was very obvious.

"Look at this." The dyed-haired man handed his mobile phone to Sato Taiki, and said with a dark face: "No matter what method you use, catch these two people."

Sato Taiki took the phone, looked at the message and muttered softly: "Male, about 30 years old, 1.8 meters tall, weighing more than 85 kilograms; female, over 25 years old, 1.7 meters tall, weighing more than [-] kilograms..."

After a while, Taiki Sato frowned after reading the message: "Boss, is the injury of Hayato Ishikawa and his partner in the message true?"

"It's true, that bastard was almost blinded last time." The man with dyed hair leaned on the boss's chair and snorted coldly: "Miura just said that these two photos were saved by the two of them after they took them and resisted desperately. .”

Sato Taiki's eyebrows frowned even tighter: "As far as I know, Ishikawa Hayato is proficient in karate and Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu. It is impossible for ordinary people to injure him to that extent."

The man with dyed hair said loudly angrily: "Do you think the guy who can silently bring down more than 30 of us would be an ordinary person?"

"Sorry boss, I didn't make it clear." Sato Taiki quickly apologized: "I mean, unless we sneak attack, even if we lure them out, I'm afraid we won't be able to subdue them with the existing means."

"Sneak attack? So far, we have been the ones who have been attacked! You still have the means, why do you..." The man with dyed hair suddenly froze while speaking, sat up straight suddenly, and looked at Sato Taiki with burning eyes.

"...Boss?" Taiki Sato felt cold, and suddenly had a bad premonition.

The man with the dyed hair said fiercely, "What if you use a gun?"

(End of this chapter)