The Savior of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department

Qin Jiu, who also turned over and changed his position, asked.

"Three shots.

"

"So he only has one or two bullets left." Gin's grin gradually turned cruel as he motioned for Vodka to knock the bullets out of the wall.

The .338 Lap-Magnum rifle cartridge indicates that Max from the M78 is using AWM-F .338 LapMag. The magazine capacity of this gun is only 5 rounds, but in principle it can have 6 rounds.It takes time to change magazines, and this time is enough for gin and Chianti.

"I'm afraid not, Gin."

"As a matter of fact, Chianti's right shoulder is completely crippled, and Cohen can't get it back.

"

Cohen, with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, was lying on the roof, calmly closing his eyes and waiting to die; Chianti, who was covering his right shoulder, had pale lips, and his blood-stained hand was too trembling to hold the sniper rifle tightly.

"That guy named Max... has terrible marksmanship."

Belmode's face was serious. This witch with a thousand faces felt the horror of M78 for the first time.

Leaving aside the mysterious [Zoffi][Severn], the two people who are already known and have fought against each other-

The previous Heavenly Dao Director directly beat the gin to the bone, and sent the vodka to the gate of hell;

Now this Max has a sniper accuracy comparable to Shuichi Akai.....

M78 is the first of the mysterious organizations that Belmode finds troublesome just by revealing the tip of the iceberg.

She didn't forget the [M78 Knights of the Round Table] that Max mentioned on the phone.

"Leave that scurrying mouse to me, and you are responsible for dealing with Pisk and that congressman." Hearing this, Gin's face was gloomy, and he immediately thought of his stolen Porsche 356A.

[Want to know Seven’s secret? Then go buy your car back. Gin, buy one get one free and I’ll give you a secret about the M78 Presbyterian Church. ] This is the message left by the thief named Haidong Dashu".

"No matter how much money is paid, that car must be bought back."

Tibermod, who picked up the Cohen sniper rifle, prepared to leave with a cold face.

With the M78 crossed, Pisk and the congressman must've-

[Um?]

Belmode, whose sniper ability is not as good as gin, leaned against the wall, and actually saw Pisk and Shigehiko Tonguchi getting off two police cars with punctured tires???

[So that’s how it is, is it all about the east and the west.....]

Belmode thought for a while, and quickly figured out what was tricky about it.

"It's true, people are not as good as heaven.

"Mao Ruoyao quickly stepped down to the first floor, and Belmode raised his sniper rifle, aiming at Pisk, who knew a lot of secrets of the organization.

"Yamashita, how is your side?" Kaito Kuroba, who was arranging a car change, received a call from Meguro Shisan.

"We are changing cars at the police station. We are going to take a small road to send the prisoner to Fa-bang! After the last bullet in the magazine has been fired, Atsuto Yamashita has achieved his goal. The longer the time delays, the worse it will be for him. After all, there is more than just gin shooting at the winery.

Although he had abolished two in advance, he couldn't stand the winery's many people.

Although Belmode's sniping ability is not as good as gin, but - once he frees his hand to touch it with vodka, he will fall into a passive state.

Now he is not a repair card monster who can ignore bullets, but a real human being.

[No matter how high the price is for this car, it is safe to buy, it's time to go. ] Yamashita, who made up his mind, picked up the sniper rifle and withdrew.And Gin, who hadn't heard gunshots for a long time, also guessed that [Max] might run away after hearing "the target is dead" in the headset Libermod.

"Big Brother..." A few drops of cold sweat dripped from the corners of the temples of the younger brother with the gun.

"Go back, and let the people below keep an eye on the people on the misleading list. Once anyone is found missing or dead, report it immediately."

I felt very aggrieved after eating a deflated gin in the hands of M78 members again.Cohen died and Chianti was seriously injured. It is not yet known whether he can touch the gun again.

Although the extermination operation was completed without any risk, but to lose two members of the organization at once is tantamount to a slap in the face to him.

The M78, which was hidden in the dark, made it impossible for him to investigate.

"Is there the M78's secret 356A......." Sitting in the co-pilot, smoking gin, his eyes were gloomy: "Haidong Dashu...... "

What does this mysterious thief know?

"Yamashita, don't tell me, you already knew that Kenzo Zhashan and Shigehiko Tunkou would die." At the crossroads, looking at the two bodies lying in a pool of blood not far away, the black man who received a call from Atsuto Yamashita Hakaito frowned.

"They are doomed, and there is no way the winery will allow members who know their secrets to fall into the hands of the government."

"winery?"

"A criminal organization that I am secretly investigating. Atsuto Yamashita, who threw away the black car and returned to the Metropolitan Police Department with a disguise, listened to Kuroba Kaito's explanation, leisurely found a remote empty seat and sat down, crossed his legs and said.

"Criminal organization?"

"M78?"

The CIA spy of the distillery, Rena Mizumus, frowned and pondered, and then sent Gin's unbearable encounter to her superiors; the new undercover agent of the FBI in the winery passed on the information she had heard about the [mysterious criminal organization M78] back to headquarters;

Japanese public security undercover Toru Amuro, who is one of the cadres of the winery, also sent back the new information he had obtained to the Japanese Public Security Agency.

All of a sudden, the name of a new organization [M78] appeared on the desktops of the heads of several major intelligence agencies.There is no M78 in the world, but as more people know about it, there will be M78.And the instigator, Atsuto Yamashita, has finished his disguise at this moment, and is lying on his desk with his head in his hands, imagining a bright future.

[I will wash my hands after I finish this deal, and I will never touch your car again. ]