Kurosawa climbed straight to the sixth floor like a gecko, and climbed diagonally along the dividing line between light and dark according to the angle of the sun.

After making sure that he had reached the sixth floor, Kurosawa Gin glanced at a window next to him, and after seeing that there was no one in the room corresponding to the window, he jumped straight in.

The feeling of being down-to-earth is finally back.

Kurosawa recycled the suspender and tied it around his waist, before tiptoeing out while rubbing his arm.

Because he had been holding the suspender with both hands to support his body in the air just now, the soreness in his arm had not subsided, especially since his right hand had been shot by a gun, and the pain was even more difficult to ignore.

However, the wound of the bullet could not be treated for a while, Kurosawa Silver could only ignore it, and what he valued more was the soreness felt by his other arm that could move freely, so he kept massaging himself to let his left arm gradually relax, so as not to have an accident due to the inability to use his arm flexibly.

His massage technique is not bad, from the moment he walks into the room from the window to the time he approaches the door of the room, his hands can be driven naturally.

Kurosawa Silver stopped at the door for the time being.

He calculated how far he had moved laterally, what room on the sixth floor he had reached, and then compared the map of the sixth floor that he had memorized in his mind.

He was going to the temporary conference room where he and Fumihito Asama were playing games not long ago. Because in Kurosawa's view, there is a 97% probability that the location of certain people is there. He had to go there to get his hands on something.

But to be honest, Kurosawa's sense of direction is really poor.

He memorized the floor plan of the sixth floor, deduced where he was now, and knew where the impromptu meeting would be relative to each other......

But I'm sorry, he still doesn't know where to go.

If it weren't for his extraordinary ear power and keenly hearing someone's discussion, he would really stay where he is and be helpless.

Kurosawa reached out of the hallway and followed the source of the sound.

There was one person on the second floor, two people on the third floor, and there were originally six people on the fourth floor, but after that, in order to solve Kurosawa Gin, many people were sent from top to bottom, so the current number on the fourth floor cannot be estimated, and the fifth floor Kurosawa Silver has not been to the clear, but the number of people is definitely more, as for the sixth floor...... It is also the most important location to pay attention to at the Suzuki Museum of Art.

In the hallway, there was always a person pacing back and forth patrolling, and other than that, Kurosawa didn't see anyone, not even in front of the conference room, so it seemed that the sixth floor was the most lax, but it wasn't at all.

In every room on both sides of the corridor, there may be people hidden, and their eyes must be focused on the conference room.

If there is any abnormality, these people will simply solve some anomalies in the dark.

The unknown is scary.

It is not clear how many people are hiding on the sixth floor, and where these people are hiding, and I am afraid that the only people who know are the snipers guarding outside.

All the doors on the sixth floor are wide open, allowing snipers outside to easily target anyone in any room, which is another safeguard for the conference room.

It was not easy for Kurosawa Silver to be able to stay on the wall for so long under the nose of an outdoor sniper just now, and then he had to sneak into the conference room...... The difficulty can be imagined.

But leaving directly is not like a choice he would make.

If he was this kind of person, when he was forced to jump out of the window by Campari and others, he would use the telescopic suspender to hold on to the wall, go down, and then reach the first floor, and easily escape, ignoring the things in the Suzuki Museum of Art.

But he didn't.

If he says that he wants to see what the hell some people are doing in the conference room, he will definitely see it.

Even though it's a bit nosy, it's still a lot of fun.

What's more, the danger on the sixth floor is still decreasing.

Kurosawa Silver leaned into the shadow created by the door and squinted outward.

The gradually clear sound coming from the fourth and fifth floors made some people fidget.

Kurosawa Silver watched as a second person walked out of the hallway and down the stairs, then a third person, a fourth person...... All the way up to the sixth man.

As the men appeared one by one in the hallway and left the hallway, he slipped silently from the first room to the second, then to the third, then to the fourth, and finally to the conference room.

The whole process was silent.

......

Temporary conference room.

Two people surround the fountain, and a man sits on the edge of the fountain.

He wears sunglasses, has a scruffy beard, and is barely recognizable from his face, he is also dressed in black clothes and black pants, and he has a notebook on his lap, on which his fingers are constantly moving and tapping.

Suze, an S-Class core member, hacker, and the head of the operation.

Such an identity appears here and is still using the computer, so you can imagine what he is doing.

Beside him was a man wearing sunglasses, a mustache, and shoulder-length hair, standing not far from Suz.

Bacardi (Bacardi), a member of the A-class operation team, and Suz's partner (assistant).

At this time, Bacardi's mouth was constantly moving, talking to the person on the other end of the phone.

"Chairman Asama, you can figure it out, now I am ordering you, not you and me making a deal. "Through the mechanical sound of the machine, there is no emotional color, only existence and indifference.

However, the voice on the other side was more concerned than him.

"I know. Ryuichi Asama's voice was even calmer than Bacardi's.

"So, hand over the software. Bacardi spoke word by word.

"Don't. ”

"The lives of those talents in your company are in your hands! If you don't make a choice early, they will only be wiped out! Do you want to see this happen?"

"Then give it to us. ”

"Don't give. ”

"If you two refuse, you will cost two more lives. ”

“......”

"See, the corpse that fell through the window again?"

Bacardi held another cell phone in his hand, through which he was constantly relaying his cruel commands.

But when the cruel order continued, Bacardi still felt weak for a while.

Because, Ryuichi Asama seems to be even more cruel than himself - that person is completely indifferent to death.

"See. Ryuichi Asama said, "That's why I won't give it to you." ”

"Do you really want to kill all of you in the Suzuki Museum!

"It's enough for him to live twenty years. ”

“...... !"

This kind of fruitless negotiation really made Bacardi smoke.

He can't wait to really kill all the people in the Suzuki Art Museum, Ryuichi Asama, and see if the other party is still as calm as it is now!

But he couldn't.

Bacardi desperately tried to calm himself down.

He kept telling himself that he was calm, calm, and that he just had to talk to Ryuichi Asama with a normal heart.

They didn't really want Ryuichi Asama to take out the software and give it to them by himself, he must not be affected by Ryuichi Asama's words, he just needed to delay the time, until the end of the mission.

The mission had three purposes.

One is Kurosawa Silver, the second is the relevant information of a certain competition, and the third is a piece of software.

The second information they have just successfully obtained, and the third software, they have two ways to obtain it.

One was obtained by threatening Ryuichi Asama, but now that this path is clearly impossible, then they can only choose another path.

Hack directly into the opponent's computer to steal.

- Rely on Suz.

Suzi directly hacked into Ryuichi Asama's computer and stole the software - what he took himself was safer than what the other party sent.

Suz is doing it.

He still needs another minute.

And within this minute, Bacardi had better spin with Takashi Asama for another week, and it can't be that Takaichi Asama finds out that Suzi is working on the former's computer at this time, otherwise once Ryuichi Asama intervenes, the time for Suzi to get the software will be extended indefinitely.

If it drags on any longer, it won't do them any good.

Bacardi didn't ignore the movement downstairs either.

He clenched his fists, and in order not to let the conversation collapse directly, he temporarily stabilized his emotions, and was ready to continue with great grievance: "Ryuichi Asama, you ......"

Boom! Bang! Bang!

The sound of gunshots, the sound of fighting, and all kinds of violent sounds erupted almost at the same time, mixed together and couldn't tell you and me apart!

Rao is no matter how good the soundproofing of the room is, it will inevitably be affected at this time.

Suzi still bowed his head, but the two people next to him immediately drew their guns and pointed them at the door.

Bacardi narrowed his eyes and landed on the door, apparently thinking of something.

"I heard gunshots from you. Ryuichi Asama's voice rang on the other end of the phone.

Bacardi's face suddenly darkened slightly, and he snorted coldly: "It's just that your attitude annoyed me and killed a few more people." Hey, Ryuichi Asama, I'm really not interested in nagging you anymore, give you a minute, either hand over the software or ......"

Bang!

A bullet explodes in the room at close range!

Bacardi's pupils shrank violently, and he tilted his head to look at a bullet hole in the window behind him, and felt a chill rise.

When he looked at the door again, there was already one more person there.

Damn it.

Bacardi scolded angrily in his heart, but after a quick sentence on his lips, "I'll call you in a minute", he calmly hung up the phone, and then focused his cold eyes on the person in front of him.

Countdown, thirty-two seconds.