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Chapter 493 A wise man submits to circumstances, James!

Carmel, an expert driver, took a deep breath, his eyes becoming bright and focused as he stared straight ahead and checked the situation behind him through the rearview mirror, speaking in a deep voice.

"Mr. James, Mike, hurry up, I'm about to go on a high-speed chase!"

Although he wasn't the best member of the FBI, he was very confident when it came to driving.

Therefore, he was confident that he could shake off the vehicles behind him.

But this is on the premise that they are not surrounded and intercepted.

After all, the streets of Japan are relatively narrow, and there are pedestrians on the road now, so it is really difficult to escape when surrounded and intercepted.

Unless he doesn't care about the safety of those passersby, escaping these guys' control would be a piece of cake.

But he is also an FBI agent with a sense of justice, and he would not do such a thing, especially since this is Japan. If he were to kill someone, it would cause even more trouble later.

So what he needs to do now is to shake off the people chasing him as much as possible, without affecting anyone else.

And the people behind them did the same, because they started chasing them on this deserted road.

"Okay, we get it."

As soon as he finished speaking, the FBI agent named Mike and James grabbed the handles on the car to steady themselves.

The next second, an extremely strong push-back sensation instantly hit them, causing them to press against the car seats.

At this point, Carmel had already floored the accelerator, and the speed suddenly increased.

But this speed is nothing to him; he can go even faster.

However, this speed is already the limit for this car.

Even so, he managed to create some distance between himself and the car behind him.

“Yes, we can leave here!” Carmel said confidently.

"Mr. Kazami, the enemy has spotted us and is accelerating. Should we give chase?"

The Japanese police officers in the car watched the cars gradually pull away and asked in a deep voice.

Their orders were to pursue them from behind, but not to overtake them, and to keep them at a designated location.

But now, they have been discovered, and the other side has begun to speed up.

Upon hearing this, Kazami Yuya on the other end of the earpiece said, "Speed ​​up, chase after them, they can't escape. Other members have already caught up."

Upon hearing this, the Japanese police officers nodded, then floored the accelerator, suddenly increasing their speed.

Just then, several more cars rushed out of the alley and arrived next to the vehicle where James and the others were.

Upon seeing these vehicles, James, Carmel, and Mike's expressions darkened.

Just as they suspected, the Japanese police had also arranged for other people.

This is normal, after all, this is Japanese police territory, and they naturally have the upper hand in terms of numbers.

And they are rats that can't be exposed to the light, a complete disadvantage!
"Mr. James, what do we do now?" Carmel asked in a deep voice, watching the vehicles being increasingly surrounded.

Now there are cars on the left, right, behind, and in front, and there's another car blocking the way in front, so the speed is gradually slowing down.

If this continues, their car will eventually be stopped.

Hearing this, James sighed and shook his head, saying, "Carmel, stop. We can't escape in this situation."

"Even if you rush into the crowded streets, it won't help. If we force our way through, we'll be facing the firepower of the Japanese police. So we have no chance to fight back."

There was no way around it; this was Japanese police territory, and they had a large and powerful force, so they were directly blocked by the enemy's sheer numbers.

This is no longer a technical issue, but a matter of manpower.

There were only three of them, while the other side had three to ten times their number, making them completely outmatched.

Rather than being in a sorry state, it's better to have a talk.

At this point, James is also willing to talk to Kazami Yuya.

Kazami Yuya: What are you talking about? I asked you to talk, but you wouldn't. You just forced me to take action. You're such a jerk!

And this is a true reflection of Kazami Yuya's current situation.

However, he also felt that these FBI agents were far too arrogant, daring to act so arrogantly on their own turf, showing no intention of cooperating at all, and were truly audacious.

Even if there are US troops stationed here, that doesn't give them the right to be arrogant.

Because no matter what, they were illegal immigrants and were carrying guns, so from any perspective, they were in the right.

The advantage is mine!

"I see."

Carmel did not object and slowly brought the car to a stop.

After all, even if they wanted to resist, they wouldn't have the chance.

They have been trapped in this narrow space.

When Carmel stopped the car, the surrounding cars also stopped, and the people in the car quickly got out. There were six people in total. They completely surrounded the vehicle, holding black pistols with their dark muzzles pointed at them.

This made Mike, who was in the car, feel a long-dormant fear.

He was pointed at by a dark gun like that when he was a child.

As for why he was being held at gunpoint?

Because he's Black, it's that simple!
"Carmel, roll down the window!" James said, then raised his hands so that people outside could see that he looked harmless.

This was something he was very familiar with, after all, the United States is a country where everyone owns a gun, and even as an FBI agent, he had been held at gunpoint before.

However, that guy had already emptied his ammo.

But in this situation, he could easily be emptied of bullets by these people, after all, this is Japan, not America.

Moreover, if their bullets were emptied now, the FBI headquarters wouldn't be able to do anything about these guys.

After all, they entered the country illegally!

"I see."

Carmel nodded, took a deep breath, slowly opened the car window, and then, like James, raised his hands to prevent the other party from running out of bullets.

Although he had never had a gun pointed at his head, he had seen this kind of thing many times and naturally knew what to do in this situation.

Naturally, they raised their hands.

And Mike in the back seat had already raised his hands early on; he was quite adept at it.

"Very good!" The Japanese police officers outside smiled.

They'd seen those FBI agents' faces clearly just now—they looked completely uncooperative—but now, they'd all surrendered. That's the power of a handgun!
“We can still continue to talk, there’s no need to be so tense!” James said in a deep voice, raising his hands.

Even now, he wasn't particularly panicked, because he knew he wouldn't be killed so easily, as he still had value to him.

After all, he was the head of the Japanese FBI branch and knew a lot of intelligence. They would definitely not target him now, but that might not be the case in the future.

At the same time, he also felt a little regretful that he hadn't listened to Shuichi Akai and come out to meet them.

After all, in terms of numbers, the Japanese police naturally have the advantage.

Moreover, these guys are ruthless and unscrupulous; if you fall into their hands, your fate will be extremely tragic.

But now, it's too late for regrets.

"talk?"

Just then, Kazami Yuya walked through the crowd to James, and a smile flashed across his face as he looked at James, who had raised his hands in surrender.

It really took a lot of effort to get these guys to surrender!

However, this is also thanks to Mr. Furuya. If it weren't for Mr. Furuya, these guys wouldn't have been able to surrender so quickly.

After all, it was Rei Furuya who sent Yuya Kazami to confront these FBI members.

"I don't think you have any intention of talking at all!" Kazami Yuya said coldly. "Otherwise, you should have cooperated with us back then, instead of keeping beating around the bush and making empty promises!"

He'd heard too many stories about empty promises.

Rei Furuya is always making empty promises to himself, but he's had enough of them long ago!

Therefore, he will absolutely not be fooled by empty promises!

So here's the question: when can I take a vacation?

Yes, the promise Amuro Tooru made to Kazami Yuya was a vacation.

“This isn’t just empty promises; it’s a matter of caution. If we’re not careful in this line of work, it can be very dangerous. I don’t want to die here; I still want to go back home!” James said in a deep voice.

In reality, he didn't really want to go back to China. Apart from his identity and the group of Japanese police officers, this place was a very suitable place to live, at least more suitable than the United States.

Of course, this is just wishful thinking on James's part. If he met Conan and spent some time with him, he would realize how dangerous Japan is.

By then, America will be considered paradise on earth.

"Actually, you don't have to go back. You can stay here and we would be very happy to have you!"

Kazami Yuya's glasses reflected the light, revealing a terrifying expression.

Seeing Kazami Yuya's expression, James wisely chose not to say anything more, because continuing would easily anger Kazami Yuya.

Especially in such a dangerous time, it's best to say less to provoke others.

If the other party really fires, they will be killed, and no one will look for them after they die.

Those people at FBI headquarters are no good; they'll do anything for profit.

“Where are you taking us?” James asked.

Upon hearing this, Kazami Yuya said, "You'll know when we get there."

"Throw out your pistols and get out of the car slowly. If you're too fast, our men won't hold back."

With a wave of his hand, several people around him installed silencers on their pistols.

Although a silencer cannot completely eliminate the sound of gunfire, it can eliminate most of it, which is sufficient for this situation.

James nodded and said, "Okay, we'll slowly take the pistols out, and you guys don't shoot."

He was very familiar with this kind of thing, Carmel was familiar with it, and Mike was the most familiar with it.

So nothing unexpected happened along the way. They obediently threw out their pistols, followed by their communication devices.

After the Japanese police had cleaned them up, Kazami Yuya gave them a wink.

Those around immediately understood and took action to knock these guys unconscious and handcuff them to prevent any accidents from happening.

Ordinary people would resist in this situation, let alone FBI members, who are in far greater danger than the average person.

“Let’s go, quick!” Kazami Yuya said.

"Yes!"

The crowd responded, and then each of the Japanese Public Security officers led an FBI agent into a car and drove away.

Even the FBI's car was taken by the Japanese Public Security Bureau, but after it was driven away, they just parked it somewhere that wouldn't obstruct traffic!

He then reunited with his companions and left the place.

A short while later, James and the others, who had been knocked unconscious, arrived at a safe house belonging to the Japanese Public Security Bureau.

Amuro Tooru is also in this safe house, but he still doesn't intend to show himself, letting Kazami Yuya continue the interrogation.

He also instructed Kazami Yuya that he could be a little harsher on the FBI agents, but he couldn't leave any obvious scars on their bodies.

There are certain things that Amuro Tooru is still wary of.

Although there are some things he dares to do, his superiors don't dare to admit them, so this action was entirely his own, without his superiors' approval.

But so what? Nobody knows about this anyway, so let's just do it first and tell them later!
"Kazami, I'll leave this to you." Amuro Tooru said in a deep voice through his earpiece.

"I understand, Mr. Furuya!"

Kazami Yuya nodded in the interrogation room, then looked at his subordinates around him and signaled them to get to work.

They understood perfectly, and then grabbed a basin of water and poured it over James.

James, the head of the Neon branch, had the most information, so the interrogation naturally started with him.

As for what they can get out of the interrogation, that depends on their skills.

At that moment, James was doused with cold water, shivered, and instantly sobered up.

When he opened his eyes, he felt the light was too bright and instinctively tried to shield his eyes with his hands, only to find that his hands were handcuffed and he could not move at all.

At that moment, he remembered that he had been captured and was now in an interrogation room.

“We shouldn’t be making such a big fuss,” James said with a smile, coming back to his senses.

"If you don't want to make a big fuss, then tell us what you know. Otherwise, I can't guarantee you'll leave this interrogation room!"

Murder was nothing to him.

Even if it doesn't comply with regulations, it's for the safety of the country.

He has no regrets!

(End of this chapter)