Chapter Eighty-Three: Fiction and Reality
"Knock knock." There was a knock on the door. Matsumoto, who was sitting in the room and was looking down at the newspaper intently, raised his head and said, "Come in." ”
The door opened, and a gust of wind blew in, blowing through the slightly stuffy room, making people feel very comfortable. Matsumoto took off his glasses and looked at the Oninomaru who came in at the door, "Oh! It turned out to be Oni no Maru, is there something wrong? ”
Oninomaru closed the door with his backhand, walked to Matsumoto's side with a heavy face, and said in a low voice: "Just now the police station called, saying that it was in the parking garage of the hotel, and it was found that there were smelly corpses in the trunks of two cars, it was Kato and Shinno, but there was no Sasaki. ”
Although he had already guessed this situation, when it was confirmed, Matsumoto was still taken aback, and the newspaper in his hand fell to the ground.
He stood up and slowly paced to the window, and a slight tremor appeared in the eyes of the silent back, it should be that he was trying to restrain his feelings, and the demon thought secretly.
"Is it still the same group of Huaxia people who did it?" Matsumoto asked suddenly.
Oninomaru was stunned for a moment, and then immediately said, "Yes, yes, the police station said that the guests who stayed on the 13th floor of the hotel used Vietnamese passports, and they didn't look like Chinese people, and they had escaped now." "Hehe, it seems that they still have the strength here, and they are not dead, it seems that we still have something to do." Oninomaru was silent and didn't speak, he knew that Matsumoto was going to make up his mind.
Taking advantage of everyone's rest, Monroe walked to the side of the military thorn, quietly pulled his sleeve, glanced outside, and turned his head away.
The military thorn was very surprised, Monroe actually came to take the initiative to ask him, this was the first time in the world, and he followed behind in a hurry.
Monroe came to the window of the balcony, which was the back of the bar, and the balcony on the second floor was facing a quiet alley. At this moment, busy people have gone to work, standing on the balcony and looking down, the whole alley is empty, there is no figure, only the occasional blowing differential drives the treetops to shake, and from time to time there is a rustling sound.
Monroe turned his head, grabbed the hand of the military thorn excitedly, and brewed for a long time before he said: "Thank you really this time, Mengfei has sued me, if it weren't for you and the captain to protect him all the way, I'm afraid I would have ...... this time" He choked up as he spoke, and he couldn't go on.
The military thorn looked at Monroe, who was as gentle as water at the moment, and the bird was like a human. The itching in my heart is unstoppable, and I can't wait to hug her now, give her warmth and comfort.
But he still resisted the thought, just patted Monroe's hand and said, "Don't be sad, isn't the person good, don't say that he is your brother, even if it is not, I will not give up on my comrades." ”
Monroe listened to the slightly comforting words of the military thorn, felt the pun in his words, and asked with a red face, "Is it because he is my younger brother that you will sacrifice your life to take care of him?" Is this qiē all for me? ”
The military thorn solemnly clenched Monroe's hands, and said in a firm but gentle tone, "For you, thousands of times." ”
Monroe couldn't bear it anymore, and plunged into the arms of the military thorn, tears dripping uncontrollably.
The military thorn was a little at a loss, a qiē came too fast, Monroe, who had always been cold to himself, suddenly expressed his love for himself, Rao is usually clever tongue, his mind is fast, and at the moment he can only hold his hands blankly, not knowing what to do.
Monroe cried for a while, and shyly left the arms of the military thorn, her face was flushed, like a big apple, the military thorn had never seen Monroe in such a shy state, and he was stunned for a while. Just looked at her stunned.
Finding the fiery gaze of the military thorn, Monroe asked delicately, "What do you always look at me, am I good-looking?" ”
"Good-looking, good-looking, you are the most beautiful woman in the world, even Chang'e is not as beautiful as you." The military stinger swallowed, and his mouth began to sweeten again.
Monroe sneered, and glanced at the military thorn with disgust, "Poor mouth, just what you said is good." After speaking, he covered his mouth and smiled lightly, as if ten thousand pear trees were blooming, taking away the scenery nearby.
After all, girls are willing to be praised by others for her beauty, let alone by men who have secretly agreed to her.
After a pause, Monroe raised his head and said with cherished eyes, "Since I was a child, I have been alone with Mengfei, and Zhang Da who depends on each other for his life, this time I really thank you for saving him, he was my one before you, but from this moment on, there is one more you in my life." ”
Leaving this sentence, Monroe blushed and kissed the thorn on the cheek, and hurriedly ran into the house.
On the balcony, only the military thorns stood in a daze, at a loss.
Repeatedly touching his cheek and smelling the faint fragrance of Monroe's lips in his hand. The mouth kept murmuring: "She kissed me, she kissed me......"
"Mr. Shimada, I believe you already know about our ambush this time, right?" Lao Zhou and Nighthawk sat opposite Shimada, looking at Shimada's relaxed appearance, Lao Zhou asked a little angrily.
Hearing Lao Zhou's question, Shimada smiled, put down the teacup in his hand, and said slowly: "There is an old saying in your Celestial Empire, victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers. There is also a saying that soldiers do not tire of deceit.
Matsumoto is not a simple character, I told you a long time ago, and now it turns out that he is really the pride of a generation, and he actually has insight into our purpose, and I have to admire it. Sighing, he picked up the teacup again with emotion.
Nighthawk was very unhappy with his attitude. He said questioningly, "Mr. Shimada, do you still have the strength to sigh at Matsumoto's strengths here?" We paid a terrible price for this mission, several people were seriously injured before we escaped from death, shouldn't we now think of some more ways to make up for the previous losses? ”
Shimada squinted at Nighthawk, slowly put down the teacup, and said unhurriedly, "You are seriously injured, but I heard that Matsumoto's ninja guards are basically dead and wounded, and their vitality is greatly damaged." You still hit Matsumoto hard this time, I'm right. ”
Nighthawk was very angry at his attitude of treating himself as cannon fodder, and when he heard what he had just said, his heart burned all of a sudden, and he clenched his fists and prepared to drink Shimada.
Lao Zhou on the side saw that Nighthawk's face changed instantly, and immediately pressed Nighthawk who was about to attack with his hand. He glanced sternly at Nighthawk. Nighthawk had no choice but to sigh and sit back in his chair.
Shimada looked at the two people in front of him, and smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth, he knew that in this situation, they needed themselves.
Sure enough, Lao Zhou asked: "Mr. Shimada, I'm sorry, my subordinates are a little impulsive, please forgive me." ”
Shimada shook his hand generously and said, "It's nothing, it's nothing, young people, impulsiveness is inevitable, once I was impulsive when I was young, no, I paid a terrible price." As he spoke, he patted his broken leg with a little hatred.
"Since Mr. Shimada doesn't take it to heart, I would like to ask, what do we do next? Lao Zhou asked Shimada as if asking for advice.
Shimada smiled, clapped his palms and said appreciatively, "Did you just ask about the point, in fact, I thought about it before you came."
After this blow, Matsumoto's side of the power has basically disappeared by half. Coincidentally, just tomorrow, he is going to the parliament elections and will go to the parliament building for three days in a row.
This was important for his political future, so it was impossible for him not to participate, even if he knew that someone was going to assassinate him, it could not stop him. ”
"So, hehe, you have to seize this opportunity." Shimada laughed wickedly.
"Suzuki-kun, from tomorrow, all the plainclothes here will be handed over to you, according to Mr. Matsumoto's request, you must protect him secretly 24 hours a day, and absolutely no one will find out, understand?" The director explained the matter to Suzuki in detail, for fear that something would be wrong.
"I said the director, didn't you say that it doesn't matter if he lives or dies? Why do you want to protect him now? Suzuki asked the director strangely.
The director smiled and said, "Originally, I thought he wouldn't come to pick up those corpses, but this old fox just called someone to identify the corpses and asked the police for protection."
There's no way, he's powerful, I consulted the above councilors, and they all mean to protect him well, but when necessary, hehe, there will always be a loophole in the miss. ”
"I understand the director, our firepower is limited, and when we encounter strong bandits, we can only seek refuge temporarily and wait for special forces assistance." Suzuki grinned evilly, his eyes fixed on the director.
The director laughed, "Smart, teachable." "Old Zhou, is this Shimada reliable, I think he is a fire in his belly now, don't give us a trap to drill this time." Nighthawk shouted to Lao Zhou angrily.
Old Zhou, who was sitting next to Nighthawk in the car, was expressionless, and was silent for a while and said, "There is no way, the only person we can trust now is him, this time you have to investigate Matsumoto's situation by yourself to avoid the same encounter as last time." Nighthawk nodded helplessly.
It's true that no one can believe it anymore, but this time Shimada only provided Matsumoto's approximate route and where he would go. It's all public places, so there shouldn't be any problems. Well, this time we have to cheer up. Do a good job of investigating the other party's movements.
Back at the tavern, Nighthawk and Lao Zhou walked up to the second floor, called all the resting people over, and said solemnly, "A new operation will start tomorrow, the informant has given us new clues, we have to follow Matsumoto, find an opportunity to start, and get rid of him." Lao Zhou continued, "Now we have fewer people, don't go to the injured people, it is likely to attract the attention of others, I think the Nighthawk and the army will stab it, and the black bear will take care of the wounded at home" "I will also go" Everyone followed the prestige, and Monroe, who was standing on the side, loudly fought for this opportunity for himself, "One of my specialties is tracking, and now there are so few people, I will definitely help a lot if I go." Monroe said affirmatively.
When the military assassin heard it, he wanted to stop it, but Lao Zhou's words had already sounded, "That's great, Monroe, you can cooperate with them to act." Monroe nodded heavily, and blinked his glasses at the knowing Thorn, who immediately closed his mouth, knowing that his mind was seen through by Monroe.