In the big broken hole, a cold wind suddenly blew in.

Everyone shuddered in unison.

Including Sakaki Makoto.

He took out his cigarette case, lit a cigarette, and took a puff....

Covered his mouth.

Damn...

That's not right...

Hironobu Takeshita doesn't know who he blew up?

No...

Could it be .....

When he looked back, he saw that the expressions of the crowd were the same as his, and they were all full of horror.

Hironobu Takeshita admits that he planted a bomb.

The goal is Hideaki Nakajima.

So how could an "innocent" passerby be injured by mistake?

The answer is already on the horizon.

If there are no special circumstances, the bomb planted by Yunobu Takeshita....

There has been no explosion yet.

"Call the bomb disposal expert !!"

Twilight Thirteen's scalp tingled, and he grabbed the phone and yelled.

"Ahem, ahem!"

Nakajima Hideaki, who had several red fingerprints on his neck, raised his hand at this time:

"Don't, don't call yourself a bomb disposal expert..."

"This bomb should be the one planted by Takeshita..."

Twilight Thirteen was stunned and put down the phone:

"What do you mean?"

"I... I... Alas! ”

Just open the box and look at it to see if there is a bomb.

Knowing that things could no longer be hidden, Hideaki Nakajima beat his chest and looked at Hiroshi Takeshita with great remorse:

"You... Did you change my box? ”

"Yes and what!"

Takeshita Yunobu's arms were clamped and he couldn't move, but he still glared at him viciously:

"Didn't I say I was going to blow you up!"

"How can you blow it up if you don't change the box?"

"Gaia!"

Hideaki Nakajima covered his head, his face full of pain:

"You've ruined me!!"

"Mr. Nakajima, what the hell are you talking about?"

The confused Twilight Thirteen was a little confused.

He didn't understand the situation at all.

Sakaki got it.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and his heart sank.

This thing...

Sure enough, it was a misunderstanding...

Tequila is a bit miserable...

A good person, how can you say that if you don't have it, it's gone?

"I said."

Nakajima Hideaki bowed his head in extreme despair:

"Actually, the box I brought today is not the office documents of the Mantian Video Game Company."

"Rather...."

"A top-secret list of well-known computer programmers in China."

"Nani?!"

When Ishikawa, the president of Mantendo Video Game Company, heard this, he immediately burst into a rage:

"You kid is crazy?!"

"This is the lifeblood of our company!!"

"What are you doing with them?"

What is it that can become a big man in the game industry and stand still today?

Talented game scripter, business war ghost operation department, beautiful counter lady, and....

Those program giants who are working day and night, and their hair is almost gone.

These talents are indispensable!

Hideaki Nakajima retrieved the company's list of programmers without authorization, but it was a big taboo!

"We don't care what you put in your box."

Twilight Thirteen interrupted President Ishikawa with a serious gaze:

"We just want to know, did Takeshita's bomb explode or not?"

"It exploded."

Pointing to the mess around him, Nakajima said:

"Isn't that what it is!"

"I stole the list of programmers to make a deal with an organization."

"And the person in charge of the joint...."

The words stopped abruptly, and there was no need for him to continue to say, and everyone understood who this "innocent" deceased was.

Hiroshinobu Takeshita's box with a bomb was exchanged for a box by Hideaki Nakajima.

Nakajima Hideaki took the bomb box and went to make a deal with the mysterious organization.

Outcome....

The toilet exploded, that's it.

"Help me!"

Nakajima Hideaki nervously asks Twilight Thirteen for help:

"I accidentally blew up the people they joined, and they won't let me go!"

"I can report them, but the police are going to start the witness protection program!"

Without a trace, his brows frowned slightly, and Sakaki Makoto rubbed his fingers, with murderous intent.

If Hideaki Nakajima knew Gin's identity...

He had to die.

Ding dong!

Just then, a new text message came to the phone.

When I opened it, I saw that it was sent by gin.

PS: The sniper is in position, if you need fire support, slap the target on the shoulder.

Ooh.

Snipers are all sent.

It seems that Gin takes this incident very seriously....

Sakaki picked up his phone, took a faint puff of his cigarette, and looked back without a trace.

Through the large hole in the toilet, he immediately locked onto several sniper points in the building in the distance.

This is the restroom on the first floor, closed on all sides, with only a window the size of a folder, but no sniper will choose to snipe through a small narrow window.

So....

The snipers in the organization must have locked onto their targets through the large holes that had been blown out in the wall.

500 meters east of the headquarters building, there is a high-rise rooftop.

The dark green crosshair swayed on Sakaki and the others.

The PSG-1 sniper rifle rests on the eaves, revealing a black barrel.

"Chianti, your heart is in turmoil."

A long-faced man with a black baseball cap and round sunglasses suddenly lowered his binoculars.

He heard Chianti's breathing quicken and immediately reminded her:

"Calm down."

Chianti, who had short orange hair fluttering and a phoenix butterfly tattoo on his left eye, said without raising his head:

"Cohen, I... Locked. ”

The long-faced man named Cohen's face changed, and he immediately opened his long bag and began to assemble the sniper rifle:

"What direction?"

"No need to hold a gun, he doesn't pose a threat to us."

Chianti pointed to the Paradise Gaming Company building:

"It's a newcomer to our organization, Sakaki Makoto."

Looking at the distance between his eyes, even Cohen, who is not good at smiling, was a little moved:

"It's 500 meters apart, how did he lock you?"

"How do I know?"

Chianti chewed the gum angrily and rolled her eyes:

"We've just arrived, there's something wrong with this kid."

"What kind of weird did Gin recruit this time?"

"I heard that he took my sniper rifle away last time, and now he can lock our position right away..."

Cohen nodded and said tacitly:

"It's not an idle person."

"People who don't know how to snipe can't find us."

Chianti said as he twisted the calibrator:

"Slight southeast wind, calibrated 0.5° to the left."

"I heard that Tequila died..."

"It's not decided yet, let's carry out the mission first."

Cohen pulled out a piece of chewing gum and tore it open and held it to her mouth.

Chianti spit out the white and tasteless chewing gum in his mouth, opened his mouth and bit it, and his movements were very skillful.

After a while...

"Why hasn't he signaled yet?"

Chianti was a little impatient:

"What do you have to talk to about those slivers!"

"I don't think he's a good person."

"It's not like a good person."

In order not to excite her irritable, even Cohen, who has always been taciturn, began to soothe her mood.

As Chianti's partner, he knows each other well:

"How can there be good people in our organization?"

"He is the internal response of Gin's arrangement, how can he not have a good relationship with the police?"

"Don't think too much about it."