Instead, I take everything for granted.

According to Curacao, it was the firing group that had been investigating the trail of the taken Ireland, only to find him and the black cat's zoo.

It seems to have something involved.

There is no empirical evidence for this, but it is already within the scope of suspicion and is now confirmed.

It's not shocking.

And in this regard, Sano also only feels that it should be taken for granted.

…… The Sano himself will not even act like that, and put aside the position of the vest, just thinking that things will come to this point sooner or later.

That's why I chose to put it badly.

It's better to say that it has only been discovered until now, which is true and surprising.

All in all.

The distillery tied yellow hair, no doubt for Sano's black dead vest.

The only thing that makes Sanno more curious.

Did Gin know what happened in the amusement park that night?

If you know, that's the only one that you can start with, so you do it, or is it that you don't know it yet, and you just want to get to the point?

Wrong.

Whether Gin is leading this matter, or even whether he is involved in the whole thing.

It's all just an unknown for the time being.

After all, gin, the third-in-command, sounds good, but in fact, he is a part-time worker.

Aside from that little bit of power, decision-making authority is too small to be seen.

…… Forget it, no matter what, what you want to do is already clear.

After indifferently pulling on the special attack suit windbreaker and putting it on, Sano walked outside.

"It's good to brush a copy of the distillery once."

……

The power level of the distillery.

There is no doubt that they are among the top in the world, and this is still a conservative statement, leaving aside the old monsters that may be hidden in the depths.

The distillery is the number one on the surface.

Otherwise, they would not have allowed the intelligence organizations of various countries to insert undercover agents into it.

And a real big force, basically there is no such thing, a base camp or the like, because there are too many members, and there are too many things to deal with, at most, that is, there is a largest stronghold, or the leader of this force has a relatively fixed point.

It's like the country of Amelika, where is the base camp?

It's hard to tell.

It's nothing more than the president's position, the largest military position, and the FBI is just one of the departments, with the existence of the largest place to gather people and place materials, and the same is true for wineries.

Members are located all over the world.

It's only because it originated from neon and the frequency of activities, as well as important members, is relatively high, that it is considered that the base camp is in neon.

And the winery is in the neon area of the size of the stronghold.

Like the stars, there are countless of them.

Tokyo is a large-scale stronghold, and it basically revolves around the laboratories of the scientific research group, and by the way, there are places needed for imprisonment and torture - Huang Mao was brought, which is the largest one in Tokyo, so Sano wants to kill it, saying that it is a single brush distillery copy.

Actually, it's not?

"Squeak—"

The black Porsche sped at a gallop and finally braked at a factory gate.

…… On the bright side, this is a manufacturing plant.

But actually, you know everything, mainly underground.

On the ground, there are really normal factories, and even the workers and security guards are mostly ordinary people who don't know anything.

It's just a few peripheral members in it.

"Ding-dong."

Slightly strangely looked left and right, and there was no security guard behind the gate.

Gin rings the doorbell.

…… No response.

"Strange."

Vodka pressed again, but Gin was already looking at the green belt on the side.

When he got to the front and back, Gin cut through the grass, and sure enough, there was a security guard lying inside.

“…… This is!? ”

Vodka, who sensed that something was wrong, approached the gin and looked at it, and was immediately shocked.

"There's an enemy attack!?"

Gin's face was gloomy - his experience of being ambushed was not insignificant.

Of course, the point is not whether it is successful or not.

It's about whether there is any loss in being ambushed.

Casualties aside, it's the loss of resources, and there are all sorts of things here.

Like now.

The largest stronghold in Tokyo was invaded, and if it was not handled properly, the stronghold would be destroyed, and everything that had been invested in this stronghold would be wasted.

Building a disguise on the surface is a trivial matter.

The key lies in the huge amount of work, time, money, and important equipment and materials that are difficult to obtain with money, as well as the effort that went into the work of the officials to keep this stronghold hidden.

You can know it from the largest.

This is one of the best places in the brewery.

It may be scrapped now, and Gin's mood can be imagined.

…… It's like two planes that were lost one after the other.

Even if you pack it into a combination and buy tens of thousands of groups back, it may not be as important as a toe in this base.

It's the original gray plain mourning, to be precise, it's the stronghold of Miyano Shiho, even if it's just set up for her alone, the scale is really not that big, but when it self-destructs, Gin still feels distressed.

Not to mention the current stronghold.

“…… Fall back. ”

But annoyance is annoyance, and in the face of such an unclear situation, Gin still endured his restless heart and calmly made a cautious judgment that he should have.

…… There's nothing wrong with the idea of taking the time to respond to prevent more damage, but that only requires knowing what to do.

If you rush to mess around.

If you can't do it, not only can't you prevent it, but you have to put yourself on it again.

However, before Gin could move, a sound came from the loudspeaker at the gate.

"Come in, the door is unlocked."

“……”

Gin paused his footsteps.

…… This voice, Gin has not heard.

But by what it feels like, it's still a little kid?

Suddenly, Gin remembered the purpose of his trip.

Black Reaper's second-in-command...... But it seems to belong to the more symbolic kind.

The real decision-maker, putting aside the black death, seems to be a bad third in line.

This is the opposite of the role of the own organization...... Ahem, but Gin doesn't know why it's like this.

Anyway, on my side, it's not because of ability, but because of seniority.

…… The topic is crooked, and the point is that the black Reaper's second-in-command is in the stronghold.

This piece, gin, is also just known.

Through the yellow-haired hand, the black death was pulled out, and finally the black mask was pulled out.

Gin has had this kind of thinking more than once.

But never really did anything.

Well, to be precise, I wanted to do it, but I found that I couldn't do it.

To be more precise, it is a bit risky to do this kind of thing, and a bit of a loss.

The result is most likely an instruction made by Rum.

The man was still tied up.

And logically speaking, everything has already been done, so naturally it can only go headlong to the end.

But here's the problem.

From what Gin knows, the black dead guy seems to be dead.

On that day, after setting the plane to autopilot and crashing into the Ferris wheel, he was crushed to death by debris in order to save Curacao and a little kid.

Although since then, both Black Mask and Curacao have disappeared.

The testimony of those children seems to be quite controversial, and even the police have not even been able to find the body, but as far as Gin is concerned, he still believes in this answer - those children seem to know Sano, and various cases, large and small, have been involved I don't know how many times.

Such testimony, although put in court, may be less effective.

But the authenticity is basically not bad.

…… To put it bluntly, Gin felt that it was working for nothing.

Of course, the work in vain is in vain, and since it has been done, it still has to be finished.

At least there's a chance it isn't.

So Gin came.

It's just that I didn't expect that the situation seemed to have collapsed before it started.

…… I knew there would be trouble.

Gin's brow furrowed, he didn't know how Rum had arranged it.

But now in terms of facts, this guy didn't get things right.

It doesn't matter if he was caught by the tail, he made such a mistake along the vine.

That old thing......

After exhaling a little irritably, Gin pressed the button under the horn.

"Who are you, that second-in-command of the Black Reaper?"

"Give you ten minutes, if I can't see you, I'll kill these people who are engaged in research."

There's no nonsense on that end.

A threat, which made Gin angry at the same time, had to accept it.

…… Those few scientific researchers, but the organization spent a lot of effort to save.

It can almost be said that it is a very important part of the family.

The value of this entire stronghold, these few people alone, occupy a large part.

Gin had thought that even if the stronghold was attacked, at least the two intelligence group cadres in charge of the guards would protect those few people very safely and evacuate.

As a result, it was copied directly?

The invading guy is also shrewd and didn't kill people right away.

If this guy doesn't say a word, and directly kills whoever is in front of him, if he comes up with a killing word, it won't give him a headache.

After exhaling a breath, Gin pulls out his pistol and opens the safety load.

"Let's go inside."

"Huh?"

The vodka next to him was a little confused: "Come in, go in, what if it's a trap?" ”

"It's a trap, you have to get in."

Gin replied impatiently, then pushed open the door and walked into the factory.

And then look all the way down.

Except for the security guards, who are in charge of the security guards on the surface, the rest of the workers are still working normally...... In other words, the intruders are infiltrating.

No wonder there was no news coming out at all.

However, this may be good news, because if you want to sneak into the underground part unobtrusively, you can't have too many people.

Correspondingly, it is dangerous to be able to do this level even if there are few people.

“……”

Gin's mouth moved, but after all, he didn't speak, but reached into his pocket, opened his phone without looking, and carried out blind typing work.

…… The man may still be watching the surveillance, if something unusual is detected.

Whether the "negotiations" fail, or if these people are let go, Gin will be unhappy.

Be calm.

After coming to a dark corner and opening the secret door, Gin took the elevator, and the operation was successful, so that the elevator, which only had the buttons on the third floor, came to the eighth floor underground.

…… This is where the researchers of this base are going to stay.

After that, the scenery along the way was much richer.

The guy who was unconscious or dead was blatantly thrown outside.

Blood stains and bullet holes can be seen everywhere.

Even the scorch marks from the bomb can be seen from time to time.

The key is to talk about the current state of gin.

The vast majority of them seem to have only traces of fists and feet, and only a small number of people have obvious marks of being shot or blown up.

In other words.

This invasion team basically relied on hand-to-hand combat to defeat this stronghold empty-handed?

…… It's a bit hard to judge.

It's not powerful, it's still too arrogant.

Of course, in terms of results, this is not arrogance, but strength and self-confidence.

"I'm coming."

After stopping in front of the curfew, Gin said to the camera.

"Drop—the gun is withdrawn."

The cold command tone made Gin feel the urge to raise his gun and blow the camera up...... I didn't expect to be very vigilant, so I can't be confident?

After killing so many enemies with guns, do you still need this one?

Helpless, Gin had no choice but to put the gun back.

“…… You don't have to take it. ”

The gin here had just finished talking to the vodka who was a step too late, and was about to put away the gun in a daze, when a voice came from the loudspeaker: "Drip-why didn't he take it, and you, take out the hand in your pocket, let me see that there is nothing in your hand, hurry up, otherwise it's too late, don't blame me." ”

…… Such a high level of vigilance made Gin feel that the person who spoke should know him well, but intercepted his useless instructions to vodka.

This is a bit worth pondering.

Because vodka is not the same as gin, with his strength, even if he has a gun in his hand and is ready to fight at any time, it is useless.

Gin is different.

As long as you are prepared in advance, no matter what kind of situation you face next, Gin has a glimmer of hope for a successful turnaround.

But now.

If this person understands himself, it is because someone has warned him.

That doesn't understand vodka, is it a deliberate disguise?

After a small temptation, Gin felt that it was because of the possibility that his fame was too great, and it was a little bigger...... Mainly Sano.

Gin didn't want to doubt it if it could.

“…… Now it's all right. ”

After pulling out the hand of the text message from his pocket, Gin asked coldly.

"Come in."

The light above the access control turns from yellow to green and turns on automatically.

Gin carried the vodka all the way to a conference room.

Then what I saw was a group of white coats squatting in the corner hugging a trembling head, and a delinquent teenager sitting on the main seat.

…… Don't ask Gin why he knows at a glance that this is a bad boy.

and not blind.

That special attack suit is not too dazzling.

What is more concerning is the clothes on this guy's body, there is no trace of dust to be seen, and there are no traces of injury, that is.

Cleared the game without injury?

No, it may be because this person is the leader, the commander, so he didn't do anything, and directly participated in the battle, so it was clean.

“…… Sit. ”

Sano, who was wearing a black death vest, folded his feet on the table very arrogantly, and made an inviting gesture with one hand, as if he was the master.

“…… You're alone? ”

Gin didn't respond, and after looking left and right, he asked in some surprise.

"Not so."

Sano looked calm.

(End of chapter)