Science Fiction: Starting from Obtaining Sophon

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Chapter Sixty-One: Gin's Decision

When they actually saw the armory, even though everyone was mentally prepared, they were still taken aback.

This is practically a small arsenal, enough to arm more than fifty people for combat.

Light and heavy machine guns, as well as excellent sniper rifles from various countries, an astonishing quantity of ammunition, and even a wall full of hand grenades.

On the outer gate of the armory, there was a bloody handprint, a white human-shaped outline on the ground, a large amount of bloodstains that had not been cleaned up, and a drag mark.

“This armory is very well hidden. The person who died here, after suffering fatal injuries, still managed to crawl here and left this bloody handprint, which is how we discovered the trail,” Officer Chiba explained.

Superintendent Odagiri nodded. The outline of the armory door and the decorative outline on the wall were almost integrated, making it difficult to spot without careful observation.

Following this, the officers making the search made another discovery: a significant amount of transaction data was stored on the computers at the hideout. After copying and backing it up, the police officers began dismantling the machines.

These items need to be taken back to the Metropolitan Police Department for careful examination.

Inspector Megure said with a grave expression, "Superintendent, the complexity of this case far exceeds our expectations. The identities of the victims and the origin of these weapons are enough to prove that."

Indeed, although everyone says that people die in Tokyo all the time, and people do die all the time, not all deaths are the same. This is not a criminal case; it's a terrorist incident!

This is completely beyond the scope of the police's duties!

If several armed helicopters appeared at this time, Inspector Megure would not be surprised, and would even find it quite normal.

Moreover, connecting the two cases leads to a startling conclusion: the mysterious killer was likely targeting the armed group to which these armed personnel belonged.

A mysterious figure has come up against an armed group, which is quite interesting. Moreover, there are currently no clues to identify the mysterious figure, which means that there is no way to find out who it is for the time being.

Worse still, who exactly is the power behind this place?

The fact that such a base could be established right under the noses of the police and the government, around Tokyo, suggests that the person has extensive connections and could potentially uncover an even more terrifying conspiracy.

These are things that a small police inspector like myself probably cannot know or understand!

If you get too deeply involved, you might die unexpectedly in some corner where no one will notice.

Just then, a tall policewoman ran over; it was Sato Miwako, and her face was full of anxiety.

"Chief Superintendent, Inspector Megure, something terrible has happened! A self-destruct device has been found here, connected to an astonishing amount of explosives. Once it detonates, the area within several miles will be completely reduced to ruins..."

In an instant, everyone who heard the news became extremely tense, and sweat poured down their backs.

Meanwhile, the Black Organization had also received the news.

A black Porsche 356A was driving on the highway. A figure dressed in black with silver hair hung up the phone. His already cold expression emanated a terrifying aura that sent chills down one's spine.

This caused the other man in black, who was driving, to feel a twitch in his muscles and sweat pour down his forehead, but he dared not wipe it away and could only concentrate on driving.

"Vodka, we're not going to Okuho Town. We're returning to Base 3 immediately!"

Vodka couldn't help but ask, "Brother, what happened on the phone just now...?"

Gin's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and Vodka immediately swallowed the rest of his words.

"As you just heard, Outpost 2, an adjoining base of Base 3, was attacked by unidentified individuals. Fifteen peripheral members, including Yoshizawa Takayama, were all killed. This incident has alerted the Metropolitan Police Department, which has completely sealed off the area. The police have obtained a large amount of information, including details about the organization."

His pupils trembled as he said this.

That Gao Shanliangze is utterly useless. No, calling him useless is an insult to useless people!

Even if a large army attacks, the stronghold's tight security allows them to escape through secret passages and even report information to the organization, enabling them to prepare.

Moreover, the organization has installed self-destruct devices in every stronghold, which, once activated, can bury everything.

But this good-for-nothing did absolutely nothing!

As a result, the situation has changed dramatically in an instant!

He knew in his heart that no matter how powerful the organization was, it was still a civilian armed force and could not confront the government head-on.

The Black Organization's ability to maintain its existence since its inception stems from its deep integration into both the political and business spheres, and its entanglement with numerous political figures and business tycoons...

Avoiding direct confrontation with the government is also a major reason!

If the Black Organization could truly stand up to the government, then the names of the two should be switched.

Now, everything about the outpost has been exposed to the government. Although not much can be revealed, it is still enough to cause frustration.

Vodka immediately tensed up: "Brother, although the small outposts attached to the large base don't have much information, they shouldn't be underestimated. Moreover, each outpost has a fairly powerful firepower configuration. Once the police get hold of this information, they will definitely intensify their investigation into the organization."

Gin frowned and said, "Alright, Vodka, now that it's happened, there's no point in talking about it anymore. What we need to consider now is how to minimize the impact. And besides these terrible situations, there's something else that's even more concerning to me."

"Brother, are you referring to the person who attacked the small outpost?" Vodka realized as well.

The organization lost its stronghold, personnel, data, weapons, and a large amount of funds, and was also exposed to the police, all of which were extremely difficult to deal with.

However, the destructive power of these things on the organization is still within an acceptable range.

It can even be said without exaggeration that even if a hundred such strongholds were lost, it would not shake the foundation of the organization; it would be nothing more than a drop in the ocean.

What truly angered and worried Gin was another issue: who destroyed the stronghold? And the force capable of so easily destroying an armed stronghold must be quite formidable; the organization had likely encountered another troublesome enemy.

Thinking about this, Vodka also felt a headache coming on.

Seeing that Vodka had also figured everything out, Gin nodded slightly, the chilling look in his eyes softening a little.

"No matter who it is, if they threaten the organization's security, I will destroy them by any means necessary. Right now, what we need to do most is not to conceal the organization's information, but to obtain some information, figure out who the enemy is, find the enemy, and eliminate the enemy. That's what we should be doing!"

He gave a soft hum and said, "Gathering intelligence is something that woman excels at. Doesn't she like to be mysterious? Then let her investigate this mysterious matter."

Chapter Sixty-Two: Police High-Level Meeting

The day was peaceful, as if nothing had happened, except for a few observant people who found it strange.

"There seem to be a lot more police cars patrolling the streets today than usual."

Although they might feel curious, they would soon stop caring, since everyone is busy except for the detectives who spend all day thinking about solving cases.

The trivialities of life have already taken up all of our time, making it really hard to find time to focus on things beyond survival. Looking up at the sky requires both time and resources.

But in reality, the entire Tokyo metropolitan area was thrown into turmoil by this major case.

A small conference room on the 28th floor of the Metropolitan Police Department office building.

The entire conference room was decorated very simply, without any unnecessary embellishments, with a long solid wood conference table placed in the middle of the room.

At each seat on the table, there was a cup of tea and some snacks. The meeting had lasted for more than two hours, and these older police officers would find it difficult to keep up without eating something.

However, although the subordinates thoughtfully brought food, no one touched it much, and many of the snacks remained untouched on the plates.

At the end of the conference table, a white projection screen hung down, playing a surveillance video. It was a video of Sesshomaru, the incarnation of Gendagawa, from his appearance to his rampage.

It can be seen that these videos were edited and then spliced ​​together.

These are videos taken from different cameras within the base, but the videos are all very short.

After discovering the camera, the mysterious figure could make the image distort and disappear whenever he looked at the lens.

Therefore, each camera captures only a short video of about ten seconds.

However, the numerous 'short videos' spliced ​​together also created the video in front of us.

Superintendent Toshiro Odagiri, seated at the head of the table, looked around at everyone and then spoke:

"Everyone has watched the video more than a dozen times. I wonder if any of you have noticed anything?"

Including Toshiro Odagiri, there were six people sitting at the table.

The first person on the left is a middle-aged man in a black suit. He has a cold and aloof demeanor, with sculpted features and an air of nobility. He is meticulous in every aspect of his life.

The first person on the right was a one-eyed, muscular man with a monocle and gray hair and beard. He exuded a powerful sense of oppression, and even his brown suit couldn't hide his bulging muscles.

It was Kuroda Heiwa, the superintendent of the First Investigation Division of the Nagano Prefectural Police Headquarters. In the original story, he would later be transferred to the Metropolitan Police Department to replace the current superintendent and become the superintendent of the First Investigation Division, thus becoming Inspector Megure's superior.

Although he was only a local police officer at the time and not a member of the Metropolitan Police Department, he was highly experienced and respected within the police force. He happened to be at the Metropolitan Police Department at this time and thus participated in the meeting.

Then there's the second one from the left, a middle-aged, muscular man with a standard square face. His eyes and mouth are slightly downturned, giving him a somber look that makes him seem unapproachable.

He is the supervising officer of the Criminal Investigation Department's Second Investigation Division, Chaki Shintaro, the same supervising officer who has been chasing after the Phantom Thief Kid, but like his subordinate Nakamori Ginzo, he has never succeeded even once.

Sitting opposite him was also a burly man, but with an even more ferocious appearance, looking like a tall chimpanzee. He had a scar running through his left eye, and one could imagine that this scar almost caused him to go blind back then.

His status is also extremely high. He is the current superintendent of the First Investigation Division of the Criminal Investigation Department, Matsumoto Kiyonaga, who is also the father of Matsumoto Sayuri, the bride who almost died from poisoning in the original work.

As for the last one, it's Inspector Megure, who needs no introduction.

Apart from Inspector Megure, who has a lower rank, the rest of these six people are all high-ranking police officers. Each of them is a seasoned veteran, and even Inspector Megure, who has the lowest rank, has handled countless major cases.

But even this group of people was at a loss at this moment.

The middle-aged man in the black suit, first in the left row, slightly raised his downcast eyes:

"Chief Inspector Odagiri, is the technical department absolutely certain that these videos show absolutely no signs of tampering?"

Superintendent Odagiri pressed his aching temples with his hand, then shook his head:

"Although I'm reluctant to admit it, these videos do show absolutely no signs of tampering, meaning that this is the actual scene of the crime."

The man in the black suit exhaled softly, reached into his suit pocket, took out a pack of cigarettes, lit one with a very elegant lighter, took a light puff, exhaled a thick cloud of smoke, and two puffs of white breath escaped from his nostrils.

"So what are you struggling with?"