On August 20, in Nagoya, Japan, a CIA agent who came out of a café was on the way back to his apartment in a traffic accident and died. It's just that www.biquge.info the local police still haven't figured out why alcohol appears in the coffee shop.

Coincidentally, almost on the same day, a sedan was salvaged from a ditch on the outskirts of Tokyo, and the two Americans sitting in the front row with fake passports drowned.

On August 23, also in Tokyo, a fire broke out in a private room of a private club in Ginza, causing no casualties except for two club staff and three Japanese-American businessmen.

August 24, Nagasaki Shipyard ......

Night envelops Tokyo.

In an express hotel near the embassy district, the U.S. ambassador anxiously circled around his room. The two bodyguards stood at the window and the entrance respectively, and the powerful figure of Kong Wu was like a sculpture.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock at the door.

The faces of the three men changed in unison, and the two bodyguards invariably put their hands into their arms, while the American ambassador stopped and looked nervously at the door.

Boom...... Boom...... Boom......

The knock on the door is two long and one short.

The ambassador breathed a sigh of relief and waved his hand at the two bodyguards.

"My own people."

The door opened, and a white man dodged inside. His hair was disheveled, his eye sockets were deep and black, and his eyes were bloodshot.

From the haggard appearance, you can see that this fellow has not been very comfortable lately.

"Brisk and Nosa are dead," he muttered as he carefully closed the door, "Aikawa-san, who was in charge of providing us with information, disappeared on his way to work this morning, and Congressman Hirata voluntarily surrendered to the prosecution and confessed to taking bribes...... Fack, Fack! This line is all broken! ”

"Calm down, my friend," the American ambassador hurriedly stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, "maybe you need to sit down for a while and have another cup of hot cocoa." ”

"Fack! I dare to pack a ticket, it must be a ghost agent-" The moment the word ghost agent came out, the man's throat felt like a ball of cotton had been stuffed, his bloodshot eyes widened, and his mouth opened and closed but he couldn't say a word.

"You...... What's going on? The American ambassador looked at him hesitantly.

"Nothing." The man shook his head, pushed away Mr. Ambassador's hand, and sat down in the chair next to him, holding his forehead.

His men died one after another, and his nerves were already on the verge of collapse. The killers who came and went without a trace were like a dagger swimming against his throat. The mere mention of that name made him feel intense fear.

"Don't worry, they won't be able to get in, I've got that stuff in the whole hotel, you know." The American ambassador sighed, poured a cup of hot water and handed it to him, and comforted him, "Tomorrow I will arrange a plane to take you abroad." Now that your identity has been violent. It's dewed, and it's not suitable to stay here anymore. ”

Ghost Agent's elusive optical invisibility is terrifying, but it's not the same time it used to be. The U.S. Defense Advanced Projects Research Agency has developed at least a dozen methods for detecting optical stealth, from acoustic sensing to laser range difference sensing, and the entire hotel is full of traps.

This is the safe zone, the American ambassador is convinced of this.

The man took the glass and hesitated for a moment as he stared at the rising mist.

Suddenly, as if he had figured something out, he gritted his teeth and said categorically.

"No, I'll leave tonight!"

"You're in a terrible state of mind right now, I suggest you sleep here for the night, and I'll arrange a special car to take you to the airport tomorrow......"

No one noticed that a quadcopter was hidden in the darkness, and the plane was silently suspended outside the window, and the faint laser dot was on the window screen, recording their conversation.

Laser surveillance. Listen, it's not a clever technique. Even the infrared sensor camera on the drone is also some common things. If there is any difference, it may be that it is only a little higher than the technology content on the market.

Laser surveillance. The earpiece is retracted into the belly of the machine and replaced by a black hole in the muzzle.

Unaware of the crisis, and finally persuaded by the ambassador to leave tomorrow, the man put down his glass of water and rested for a moment, ready to sleep peacefully until he flew home tomorrow.

Just go back to Washington......

At this moment, the gunshots rang out!

The drone outside the window opened fire without warning, and more than two dozen bullets poured out in an instant, tearing open the glass and curtains, and raining down on the man, turning him and the chair behind him into a sieve.

I saw that the man who was shot was like an electrocuted frog, convulsed for a while as if he was convulsed in the rain of bullets, and then drooped his hands and head, and his pupils lost their brightness.

The glass slammed to the floor, almost simultaneously with the Ambassador's screams, and the hot water mixed with the equally hot blood, soaking the plush carpet.

The other three people in the room fell to the ground at the first moment of the gunshot, and the two bodyguards took cover nearby, and the ambassador even crawled under the bed, almost scaring out the urine.

Sticking to the ground, the American ambassador didn't even dare to breathe, trying to shrink his fat body as small as possible. Seeing a big living person die in front of him, his face was full of fear at the moment.

He was a diplomat, not a fighter.

Maybe those colleagues working in the Middle East would be a little braver, but definitely not him.

He has been working in Japan for more than ten years, and this is the first time he has seen a living person die in front of him.

Exerting all his strength to feed, he screamed.

"Fack! Hurry up and notify since. Guard! Also, let the Marines hurry up! These madmen, have they forgotten the Geneva Conventions! How dare they, how dare they ......"

One of the bodyguards gritted his teeth, risked his life to touch the side of the bed, took out a pistol from his pocket, and prepared to cover the shot.

Another bodyguard kicked down the cabinet and used it as cover to move next to the American ambassador.

"Sir, we must get you out of ...... first"

"I'm not going anywhere! Don't go anywhere until you see the Marines! Take your hand away......" roared hysterically, and the American ambassador pushed away the hand that was reaching out to him.

No one can guarantee whether the attacker will still point his gun here, and no one knows if the madman really tore his face, and even the diplomat does not intend to let it go......

What they didn't know, however, was that it was a drone that attacked them, and that it was only carrying a drone without a cartridge case. After emptying all twenty-five rounds, the drone retreated at the first moment.

Five kilometres away, it's also an express hotel.

Reaching out to take off the drone coming back from the window, the girl closed the laptop, shook the beautiful short hair, hooked a subtle smile on the corner of her mouth, and calmly stuffed the drone and notebook into the travel bag she carried with her.

Pushing open the door and leaving the room, the girl with her travel bag quickly disappeared into the dim alley as if she had never been...... (To be continued.) )

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