People live from five to nine in Conan

West of Mitsubishi Bank, the second intersection.

The driver of the long-distance truck was smoking a cigarette, secretly elated at the simple commission he received last night.

There is no need to add any goods, just take a detour and drive through the road in front of Mitsubishi Bank on time after receiving the text message, and you can receive three times the usual fare.

There are such good things in the world?

Although he also doubted whether there would be any problems in this, but the other party paid 50.00% of the purchase price directly last night, which is really refreshing.

And it's not like asking him to go to some remote place like the wilderness, it's just a circle in Mihua Town, or in broad daylight, what can happen?

He couldn't think of any reason for the refusal.

"Heh, this money is really easy to make!"

The truck driver looked at the red light in front of him, couldn't help but opened the co-pilot's storage box, took out the envelope he received last night, and checked the cash inside again.

But right now...

A small truck that was originally driving smoothly on the right road suddenly accelerated sharply, veered, honked the horn, and rushed towards the dump truck!

Hearing the sound of the flute, the truck driver hurriedly stuffed the envelope full of money back into the storage box.

--"boom!"

A loud bang!

The pickup truck that appeared suddenly narrowly avoided the cab of the truck and hit its head on the traffic light on the left side of the road.

The signal light fell down and went out after a flash of lightning.

The pedestrians who started to evade early exclaimed.

The truck driver, who was still in shock, widened his eyes, took a deep breath and pushed open the door. Half of him leaned out of the car and cursed angrily, "Would you fucking..."

"boom!"

Another bang!

Before the truck driver could finish cursing, he felt a huge force coming from behind him, and he flew out directly, and was forced to do a difficult upright spin seven hundred and two in the air.

In the light and shadow, he vaguely saw what seemed to be a pickup truck of the same model, rear-ending his car from behind.

"You bastards actually blocked my car!"

After some whimsical thoughts flashed through his mind, the truck driver "slapped" flat on the road and lost consciousness.

Spin seven hundred and two upright in the air...failed.

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"Successful! Brother!"

Not far behind, Vodka held the steering wheel and said excitedly: "Haha, Shirley is so stupid that he even jumped on the truck. If I just sneak into the crowd, the chance of escaping will be greater."

With that said, Vodka was about to pull over to the side of the road.

Now that the truck has been stopped, there is no need for them to do something like arresting people themselves, just leave it to the ordinary members who rushed over.

Vodka just wanted to step aside and appreciate Shirley's expression when she was caught.

However, before he stepped on the brakes, the steering wheel in front of him was held down by a big hand stretched out from the side.

"Brother?" Vodka was taken aback.

"Don't stop! Speed ​​up and go around and turn left immediately!" Qin Jiu looked solemnly at the roof of a building opposite the intersection.

"But..." Vodka turned his head in doubt, followed Gin's line of sight, and a cold light lit up on the opposite building, "Sniper, sniper!?"

The vodka was all over the place.

"Don't panic!" Gin Jiu sneered, "His target is Shirley. We have many people here this time, but he is the only one."

"Brother, is that... Akai Shuichi?" Vodka held the steering wheel tightly, with cold sweat breaking out from his forehead.

If it's really Shuichi Akai, then with his marksmanship...wouldn't they be dead! ?

"If it's him, you don't need to worry." Just as Vodka was chilling all over, Gin suddenly said: "This is Japan, do you think he, an FB1, dares to shoot at pedestrians on the roof at will?"

Vodka was taken aback, thought for a while, and breathed a sigh of relief—the elder brother was right, FB1 would not dare to shoot at random in such a place.

"But if it wasn't for Shuichi Akai..." Vodka breathed a sigh of relief, and then Gin said, "It will be difficult for us to catch Shirley."

"Huh? Brother, I don't quite understand."

"Hehe... What if Shirley is the target he is going to shoot?"

"Then we... can't find those people forever?" Vodka suddenly took a breath, "Hiss... Brother, what you mean is that it was probably sent by the rats in the organization. We will never clear the suspicion, he wants to kill us!?"

Qin Jiu squinted his eyes, his body was filled with murderous aura, and he didn't speak.

Vodka swallowed, and said carefully: "Brother, let's..."

"Don't worry, as long as Shirley is in that truck, it will be ours!" Gin Jiu said coldly, with the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

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"Zi-!"

With a sudden brake, Toru Amuro stopped the car about 30 meters away from the scene of the accident.

He looked at the situation in front of him, frowned and pressed the headset, "Kazemi, are the people from the traffic department arriving so soon?"

During Toru Amuro's questioning, outside the crowd of onlookers, two mini patrol cars had already arrived at the scene, and four young men got out of the car to patrol.

The moment he saw the four men patrolling, the expression on Toru Amuro's face became serious, and he already had the answer in his heart.

In the headset, Kazami Yuya replied: "No, Mr. Furuya, the traffic section said that it will take at least 5 minutes to get here from the nearest police officer Yumi Miyamoto."

"I've already seen four male police officers get on and off the mini patrol car." Amuro said coldly, looking ahead.

"Male police officer?" Kazami Yuya was stunned, and said strangely, "The mini patrol cars in Mihua Town are all female...Mr. Fuguya! They are fake!"

"Hmm..." Toru Amuro responded quietly, and reached out to touch the gun in his arms.

Miyano Shiho is very important and must not just fall into the hands of the organization.

"Gin and vodka are not here, so..." Toru Amuro squinted his eyes, and took out a mask from the front passenger seat, and at the same time took out the sunglasses from his shirt pocket.

"Bang!" After closing the car door, Toru Amuro hid his hands in his pockets, fixed his eyes on the police officers who were evacuating the crowd, and walked forward quickly.

Ten meters, five meters, three meters...

Just when he was less than two meters away from the four police officers and was about to speak to a few of them...

"Mr. officers, may I have a look in your police handbook?"

A tall man with a golf bag on his back suddenly stepped out from the back of the car, with dark circles in his eyes, he quietly glanced in the direction of Toru Amuro.

"Chi, Shuichi Akai?" Toru Amuro's pupils shrank.

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"Brother! Something happened over there, Aka, Akai Shuichi stopped them!"

"Huh? Didn't he find the...damn it on the top of the building, turn around and go back!"

Chapter 157

Akai Shuichi is a very good sniper, and he is also a sniper from the "free" country.

It can definitely be said to be his instinct to observe all possible sniper locations in the city and around him.

It was impossible for him not to notice that there was someone at the sniper spot on the opposite building.

There is only one reason why Akai Shuichi dared to appear unscrupulously

——The sniper on the roof was also arranged by him, or it was simply a cover-up he used!

Gin reacted quickly, and immediately ordered Vodka to drive the car back.

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At the same time, Toru Amuro had quietly blended into the crowd, his right hand tightly clutching his own gun.

"Shirley can't fall into the hands of the organization, let alone handed over to those damned FB1s!" Toru Amuro gritted his teeth, and while carefully observing the surroundings, he kept approaching the truck dump under the cover of the crowd.

"Please stay away from the scene of the accident quickly, everyone! Cooperate with our work!" Akai Shuichi yelled while checking the handbooks of several patrolling policemen, paying attention to Toru Amuro's movements.

The crowd of onlookers heard the shout and backed away in a tacit understanding.

During the process, no one asked Akai Shuichi's identity, which fully reflected the Japanese tradition of liking to follow the herd.

"Bastard..." Toru Amuro, who was just about to touch the truck dump, cursed secretly, and soon had an idea in his mind, pinching his nose and shouting: "Who are you, why are you ordering us!? "

The distinctive and heterogeneous language immediately attracted the attention of the crowd.

But Toru Amuro naturally wouldn't just stand there, waiting to become the focus of the crowd.

Before he opened his mouth, he had already thought about the transfer route, and with the help of the natural cover of several large passers-by, he quickly disappeared in place.

People couldn't find the person who spoke, so they could only look at Akai Shuichi.

If no one took the lead, no one would doubt his identity, they would just subconsciously regard him as the person in charge of the relevant department, and once someone started to doubt...

"Yeah, who are you, the police gentlemen didn't say anything, don't think that you can command others at will because of your height, bastard!" A few high school students dressed like gangsters quickly Leading the charge.

"That's right, look at that guy's eyes, he is obviously a foreigner, why should he command us?"

"You should back off and don't interfere with Mr. Police's work, bastard!"

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Waves of suspicion rang out one after another, and the four inspectors, who were a little nervous at first, quickly calmed down.

The leader directly put away the police manual, and said in a deep voice, "Sir, please back off too, and don't interfere with our work."

Akai Shuichi ignored the inspection in front of him, and just gave Amuro Tsuru a cold look in the crowd.

The false inspector frowned and said, "Sir! If you don't retreat, we will..."

"In this case, you should wait for the fire department's support first, right?" Akai Shuichi interrupted the fake inspection, and his calm eyes made the members of the organization tremble.

"I, what should we do, it's not up to you, an inexplicable guy, to tell me what to do?" The headed fake patrol's eyes sank, and there was not much time left for them.

As he spoke, he raised his hand, making a gesture to push Akai Hideichi away.

The other three also started to outflank the truck on the side.

They must quickly arrest Miyano Shiho and take him away before the police arrive.

"Unexplainable guy..." Akai Shuichi easily avoided the push of the fake patrol, took out a police handbook from his pocket, and opened it: "This case is now taken over by our Ministry of Public Security. Back off."

"what!?"

In the crowd, Toru Amuro froze the moment Akai Hideichi took out the police handbook.

After learning the words "Ministry of Public Security" in the police handbook, he was so angry that he almost gritted his teeth.

"This damn guy dares to pretend to be a police officer!?"

This is no longer a simple provocation, it simply does not take him, the trump card of the Ministry of Public Security, into consideration!

What annoyed him even more... There were members of the organization, but he still couldn't identify himself!

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On the other side, the fake inspector was also taken aback for a moment. He wanted to argue, but was interrupted before he could speak.

"You should understand, you have no right to refuse." Akai Shuichi put away the police manual, and added calmly: "If you are really inspectors of the Traffic Division."

"You!" The fake inspector's eyes sank, and he was ready to do something in his heart.

But before he touched the gun on his waist, the voice of gin came from the headset: "Put him in the car for inspection, don't drag it any longer, the police support is coming, see Shirley appearing Then do it directly!"

"Yes! I understand!" The false inspector let go of the headset, nodded to the three companions on the side, and looked at Chi Jingxiu with cold eyes: "Sorry, I was rude just now, Mr. Police Department, please go ahead."

Saying that, the four fake inspectors all took a few steps back, looking as if they had handed over the investigative power to Shuichi Akai, but the positions they were standing in... were firmly surrounded by the truck .

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