In the world of Kexue, I want to lie down every day

Perhaps it is because the official actions have become bigger and bigger during this period, and the two organizations are also a little anxious. After working hard for so long, they have not received a single head, but more and more things have been exposed on their side.

The first one to carry out suicide revenge was the Q organization, which was a familiar suicide bomber. Fortunately, Nakamura Shuichi found something was wrong and kicked the person into an empty room in time, thus avoiding a large number of casualties.

When Hayakawatani arrived at the hospital, Nakamura Juichi was sitting in the corridor in a daze, biting the butt of a cigarette.

"Hey, here we come." As soon as Nakamura Shu took off the cigarette butt, he waved it with his good arm. He also said that Ueno Koji was unlucky, but in the end, he hung up his arm and suffered a severe head injury.

"What's going on?" The moment he saw Nakamura Shuichi's head covered with gauze, he felt angry, and he patiently walked up to him and asked.

"The old trick of a human bomb was discovered in time and no one was killed, but it was enough for the FBI to drink." Nakamura Shu sneered, "Most of our people were sent out, so most of the injured were FBI."

"What did they say?"

"What else can I say? Just wait and think about it for the long term." Inoue Yasunari sneered, "It's already been bombed on my head, but I still think about it for the long term."

At the time of the incident, only some people from Nakamura Shu's group were at the scene. Others were out collecting intelligence. After receiving the news of the attack, Inoue Yasunari was the closest and was the first to rush over.

"Where is their person in charge?" Hayakawa took a breath and tried to be calm and not to curse.

"I'm sitting in the FBI building drinking coffee." This person in charge is the first person to seek stability! When someone is injured, always think long term. They have heard this word for more than two months. If it weren't for the fact that they were on someone else's territory, they would have thrown the person out long ago.

"I'll go find him." Hayakawaya patted Nakamura Shuichi on the shoulder, "You recover from your injuries first, and leave the rest to me."

After speaking, Inoue Yasunari nodded and prepared to talk to the person in charge.

"His expression was wrong. I called Fujiwara and asked him to go to the building and keep an eye on him. Don't let him beat up the person in charge." Inoue Yasunari took out his mobile phone and prepared to call Fujiwara Tsubasa.

"He won't." Shu Nakamura curled his lips, "When his own interests are not guaranteed, he will not take action easily. He will either settle accounts later or avenge himself on the spot."

"That's true." Inoue Yasunari gave up the idea of ​​making a phone call and leaned against the wall with his arms folded. "This guy is very scheming. He has a harmless face for nothing."

"How did you think he was harmless?" Nakamura Shu turned his head and looked at the man, "That face shows a lot of evil intentions. It's not like you haven't seen him beating someone before."

"If Hayakawa were here, he would definitely ask you if your brain was blown." Inoue Yasunari glanced at the man speechlessly.

"Get out!" Do you know how to respect the wounded?

In a certain office in the FBI building, after hearing that the other party was still talking about long-term plans, Hayakawa slammed the table with anger.

"Let's think about this for a long time. They all used suicide bombs. If Nakamura hadn't reacted quickly today, you guys would have been so fucking cold. Why don't you think about it for a long time!" Looking at the person in charge in front of him, he became angry, "My people were injured. You still ask me to endure this situation and ask me to take a long-term approach. You have never heard of kicking someone in the nose, right? If you let them go today, next time they dare to blow up your FBI building directly!"

Hayakawa knew that waiting any longer would only lead to more casualties. This case had been investigated for more than two months. Now he had to take a gamble and force the people behind the scenes to come out, or they would all die! Don't even live!

"I'm discussing now. I only want the power to enforce the law. It's impossible to let it go easily if my person is injured like this. He's stepped on his face. If he continues to endure it, he'll be stepped on his head. You can bear it, but I can't!"

After obtaining the power of law enforcement, Hayakawatani directly took people to the conference room to read the information, directly drew several locations on the map, and killed them that night.

Hayakawaya likes reciprocity very much. This is a very polite thing. Reciprocity is a sign of respect. If the other party sends a suicide bomb, he will naturally use the bomb sent by the other party to return it. Humans, forget it.

In the mess, the man held a gun in one hand and walked forward step by step, not caring about the bullets that landed at his feet. In front of him was only the man lying on the ground struggling for his life. Just half an hour ago, this man I was still proud of my human bomb, but in the blink of an eye I became a piece of fish on a sticky board.

He dodged the things that were thrown at him and frowned. Everything was thrown at him. I wonder if he was annoyed by throwing things!

A trace of disgust flashed in Hayakawa Tani's eyes, he raised his foot and kicked the man over, stepped on the man's wound, and crushed him maliciously.

"Does it hurt?" Hearing the man's wailing, he squinted his eyes, "It hurts a lot."

But the strength under his feet did not decrease by half. He even increased the strength and smiled maliciously: "I thought you didn't feel any pain."

The man looked at Hayakawa Valley in horror, holding tightly to the foot that was stepping on him. The foot seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and he couldn't move it no matter what he did.

"I can, I can tell you everything, I know everything. As long as you can spare my life, I will tell you everything." He remembered that this man was a Japanese policeman.

"You know everything?" Hayakawa Tani tilted his head, as if he didn't believe it.

"I know everything." The man nodded quickly. The foot was still stepping on his wound, making him breathless in pain.

"Then what I want to know..."

"I'll tell you everything you want to know, as long as you let me go!" The man answered quickly.

"It sounds good." Hayakawa Tani thought about it and felt that it seemed like a good deal.

"Really, as long as you let me go, I will tell you everything." The man seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, with hope in his eyes.

"Ah." Hayakawa looked down at the man, tilted his head and smiled, "I'm sorry, I'm not interested in these right now..."

This smile was like a devil's smile in the man's eyes. His expression instantly collapsed and he started struggling crazily.

"So, have a nice trip~"

There was a gunshot, and the man's distorted expression froze. Hayakawa Tani raised his foot and rubbed it on the ground, wiping off the stains on the sole. Looking at the man who had lost his voice, he smiled disdainfully, hurting his person. , and still want to escape from his grasp, how naive.

The voices of teammates came from the headset from time to time. Hayakawa put away his pistol, patted the dust on his clothes, straightened his clothes, turned around and left, leaving the mess here to the FBI.

"Cure the team and go to the next one!"