Standalone Tokyo

Chapter 163 Waves
Red, all red.

The entire New York City police unit went red. Fujiwara Masato looked at the hostile villains everywhere on the mini-map. With experience, he did not panic. He even wanted to laugh a little.

Why laugh?
I don’t know, Fujiwara Masato just wants to laugh.

Masaki Aiko, who was sitting in the lobby of the presidential suite, was still in shock. After drinking a bottle of mineral water and wandering around the living room several times, she finally realized something.

"Master Fujiwara...what happened to the shooter?"

"Well, the target that the Uehara family wanted to kill is dead now." Fujiwara Masato raised his eyebrows, Masaki Aiko couldn't believe it, but when the former picked up the phone and handed it to the latter, Masaki Aiko finished reading The video played on the mobile phone left no doubt.

This is a video shot with a camera fixed on the body of a 12mm heavy machine gun. It only has 30 seconds of content. It records in detail the entire process of the heavy machine gun firing and emptying the bullets. The entire video can only be described as violent and bloody. to describe.

After watching the video, Masaki Aiko remembered the scene she had seen not long ago, and she suddenly felt like vomiting.

"Master, this...this..." Masaki Aiko wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

What to say?

Even if someone dumps the blame on the Uehara family's head, it won't matter.

"I understand." Masaki Aiko was thoughtful, and she didn't know what she understood. Fujiwara Masato didn't bother to pay attention, as long as she didn't continue to pursue it.

"There's not much I can do..."

Or maybe Constance would be hit to a pulp by a large truck pretending to be out of control on the road, or maybe a gunman would rush in front of him on a motorcycle and beat him to pieces with a submachine gun.

"But, Master, if we appear in the commercial street tonight, will the commercial cameras inside film us? Will the New York police suspect us and come to our door..."

But it's definitely not possible to say it directly like this. You have to tactfully explain your behavior.

Masato Fujiwara doesn't care.

Well now, as long as Fujiwara Masato and Masaki Aiko are not caught, Americans will not believe that this thing was done by the Japanese... It is so crazy that no one will do this unless the evidence is solid. Think about it.

"I am the person in charge of the Tokyo branch of poker, not the New York branch." Fujiwara Masato said to Masaki Aiko.

"There is someone taking care of this matter, you don't need to worry."

Before coming to New York, Masaki Aiko imagined how the target of the mission would die. A person named Constance might be poisoned to death by poisonous coffee during a leisurely afternoon tea.

Fujiwara Masato knew what Masaki Aiko meant, but he didn't want to come quietly!

too crazy! ?
Ah, needless to say, everyone knows that this is indeed a bit crazy. In order to kill a Jew in Constance, he chose to use a heavy machine gun to shoot in front of the synagogue and kill the other four wealthy Jewish people who were accompanying him.

"This...this, Master Fujiwara, shouldn't there be a better, quieter way to do this?"

No matter what the situation was, Masaki Aiko never thought that assassins would use heavy machine guns to shoot down the streets. This was so outrageous that she didn't even dare to think about it.

Fujiwara Masato said so, but he himself was indeed a little worried about this happening.

Although that commercial street is very prosperous, with tens of thousands of people every night, including countless foreign tourists.

Among them, there are countless tourists from a large oriental country in Asia. The New York police want to use the video to judge the suspicious nature of Masaki Fujiwara and Aiko Masaki. It is a fantasy. Because the latter really didn’t do anything but tried to take pictures of the synagogue and was chased away by the security guards. Many Asian tourists have done this. Why would they think there was something wrong with Masato Fujiwara?
However, just in case, Fujiwara Masato felt that he should do something to distract the Americans. Thinking of this, he opened the mini map, and then unexpectedly discovered several hostile units that were not right.

"Samoyed? Bah, no, Mossad, isn't this the Israeli secret service? Why did they show up in New York and come to hunt me down?"

Fujiwara Masato looked at these enemies with the prefix "Mossad" and fell into thinking.

"The Constance I killed couldn't be an intersex person with dual citizenship of the United States and Israel..."

……

At the bloody shooting scene, Agent Robert, who was wearing a suit, was standing on the roadside with his black partner, watching the forensic doctors in protective suits working inside the isolation line.

The larger bodies have been carried away. Now the job of these forensic doctors is to use small shovels to scoop up the human parts stuck on the ground, the car body and the chassis, and then put them into body bags regardless of each other. inside.

In such work, from time to time a forensic doctor could not bear it any longer. Amidst the sound of vomiting, he lowered his head and rushed outside the isolation line, leaving the bloody scene in a hurry.

"A generous gift crab, a generous gift crab..." Robert, who had served in Afghanistan, was also disgusted by the scene in front of him. Therefore, he just took his partner to look outside the isolation line and was not willing to go in to search for clues.

It wasn't until a forensic examiner walked out carrying a transparent plastic bag that Robert ran over, stopped him outside the blockade, and showed his FBI ID.

"Hey bro, did you find anything?"

The forensic doctor didn't speak, he just put the evidence bag in Robert's hand, then quickly took off his blood-stained gloves, and finally pulled down the opening on his face.

"Ugh, vomit, vomit..."

"I bought it!" the black partner sighed sincerely.

"I can't even imagine what they saw...Boss, what are you looking at?"

"Look at the bullet..." Robert looked at the metal bullet in the transparent evidence bag. Just looking at the blood-stained giant made him feel a phantom pain in his body.

"This is……"

"Twelve millimeter caliber, M2 heavy machine gun bullets." Robert's face looked as ugly as if he had eaten shit.

"What's so interesting about this."

"This is what the U.S. military purchases from the arsenal. It is not half-charged like civilians... Brother, we are in trouble, and it is still a big trouble."

"Can't you check it?" The black agent was surprised.

"I just took a look at the blown-up car. Although the heavy machine gun can no longer be used, the gun as a whole is still roughly intact. There is no problem in investigating its origin."

"We can't continue the investigation. We can't check the gun. If we don't want to be killed, there is a heavy machine gun. We can't check it without authorization. What should we do if we let the boss decide?"

"what!?"

(End of this chapter)