Jump?! Before Sawada could react, he felt his feet off the ground again.

It's like you're in the back seat of a speeding motorcycle, and you happen to be a disabled person who has lost both arms, and you can't wrap your arms around the motorcyclist for a sense of security.

Fujiwara Yu lifted Sawada Hiroki directly with one hand, took out the signal jammer from his trouser pocket, and threw it directly to the corner and attached it to the wall, and all the surveillance cameras within a radius of twenty meters would be blocked, which was enough for him.

He quickly ran to the fire hydrant cabinet next to the fire escape, and with a single kick, he directly kicked the lock hanging on it, and this wave of operations directly made Hongshu dumbfounded.

This...... It's like a scene that only appears in European and American blockbusters, so cool!

Fujiwara Yu didn't know what Sawada Hiroki was thinking, he raised his left hand to aim at the four points planned in advance, and shot quickly to form a rectangle directly on the glass curtain wall, when the glass appeared a slight crack, he still did not stop shooting, and continued to shoot twice in the place where the shot had been shot after changing the magazine.

Bang bang! The sound of gunfire naturally attracts people, but fortunately, there is a surveillance shield at the beginning, which can free up a lot of time.

"Hiroki, open the phone I put in my jacket pocket and call back the call I just made."

"Huh? Good. Sawada Hiroki obediently put his hand in his pocket and took out the flip phone, and after calling back, there was a strange man's voice on the other end, and the voice alone could tell that the other party was not very old, and it should be a cheerful type.

"Mr. Krell, can I get closer?"

"Well, be ready, remember to cooperate."

"No problem!" Fujiwara Yu saw that the glass curtain wall in front of him had completed the effect he wanted, he looked down at Hiroki Sawada, and the flash in his eyes turned out to be madness, he suppressed his nature for a long time, just like when he was in the police academy, he dared to enter the racetrack alone.

"Hey, Hiroki, are you ready? It's going to jump. "Goodu. Hiroki Sawada swallowed a mouthful of saliva nervously, he finally prepared mentally after taking a deep breath, but before he answered, the feeling of his life being controlled by others came again - he hadn't answered yet, why had he already run!

Fujiwara Yo leaned down and directly picked up the fire extinguisher dragged out of the fire hydrant cabinet, and smashed it towards the rectangular crack in the glass, after the huge crack appeared, he protected the front with his left hand, and hugged Hiroki Sawada tightly with his right hand, and the speed of the run and the elbow blow successfully expanded the crack until it was completely shattered.

Crash. The glass collapsed with a bang. Fujiwara Yu, who broke through the glass curtain wall, fell down, and Hiroki Sawada, who was hugged by him, was so scared that he couldn't open his eyes, and he still experienced this feeling of weightlessness for the first time, and it turned out that the feeling of jumping off the building was like this...... All the internal organs became uncomfortable, and it felt like it was going to come out of my throat.

"Mr. Krel!" Hiroki Sawada clutched the phone with White's shout, and within half a second, the beam of light from the helicopter was thrown overhead, and the rope that appeared in front of him was the one he had been waiting for.

Descending from the fiftieth floor to the nearly thirtieth floor, Fujiwara Yu pulled in the rope that had been lowered from the helicopter, and quickly wrapped it around his arm a few times with the strength of his waist and abdomen to ensure that it would not loosen, and Plan B was completed here.

Next, he just had to wait for the automatic rope retractor to pull him up, and Fujiwara Yu, who was completely relaxed, also had the intention of joking, he looked down at the pale Sawada Hiroki, raised his eyebrows and asked, "How is it?" Do you feel like riding a roller coaster? ”

“…… I want to throw up. Fujiwara's face instantly collapsed when he heard this, he didn't want to hold a child who would vomit.

He was now eager to climb up with one hand, his face full of writing

The word "disgusted". Well, of course it's impossible to climb with one hand, and he's not a zoo monkey.

"Bear with me, you can go on the plane...... Forehead! The sharp pain in his right shoulder made Fujiwara almost let go, which made Hiroki Sawada, who was already about to vomit, even worse, but he quickly calmed down and took the initiative to hug Krell with his small hand so that Krell could relax a little.

"Mr. Krel! The guy on the other end of the phone, hurry up and raise the helicopter! White immediately sent the helicopter up and out of the area, his frown showing his concern, and he didn't know where Mr. Crell was hurt.

Hiroki Sawada naturally knew what the warm liquid splashed on his face was, and he craned his neck and tried to poke his head out to look at the person standing in front of the broken glass curtain wall, a blonde woman in a red evening dress.

The rope finally shrank to the top, Fujiwara Yu gritted his teeth and exerted his right hand, and after successfully sending Sawada Hiroki into the helicopter, he grabbed the helicopter's pedal with his right hand, slowly untied the rope wrapped around his arm with his left hand, and used his waist and abdomen to take off and fall into the helicopter.

The movement is indeed very handsome, but the moment he fell inside, he lay directly under the seat, and his right shoulder was forcibly raised, which was undoubtedly a second trauma to his wound that had not healed, and the pain made his entire handsome face distorted.

He barely supported himself in the chair, looked back at Schindler's headquarters building far away from him, and failed to see who shot him.

"Mr. Krell, the shot was fired by a blonde woman dressed in red." Hiroki Sawada replied as if sensing Krel's thoughts, reaching out to try to help.

The blonde woman in red is really the same as she thinks. It's Chrissy Wynyard. ——

"Hello? Krell, what's going on over there? You're hurt? Fujiwara Yo leaned weakly on the seat chair under the support of Sawada Hiroki, he was already a little cold, now he only felt weak and cold sweat, if nothing else, he should have a low-grade fever now.

"It's just that the bullet in the shoulder is fine, you can go to the old place and prepare something for me." ——

"You're not going to heal yourself, are you? This isn't a joke, Krel, I think it's better for you to go straight to the hospital now, and the equipment is better. "Yin Sen Hondo didn't know that Fujiwara Yu was also good at medicine, after all, he hadn't seen him injured since he became a CIA agent.

Of course, the kind of minor injuries that were sustained during training at the headquarters are not counted. Fujiwara took out the unopened sterile gauze from his pocket with a determined face, and he reached out to hold the gauze and pressed it against the wound, expertly beginning to stop the bleeding for himself.

"Don't worry, I'm in control. Hiroki, take off your shirt and lend it to me. He reached out and took the shirt handed by Hiroki Sawada, and divided it by two to make a triangular scarf, and now at least this compression bandaging method can be used to stop the bleeding.

Fujiwara didn't want to be strong, he just never underestimated the organization's intelligence network in the United States. Now when you go to the hospital to deal with a gunshot wound, there is a good chance that the organization will know about it...... When his identity is exposed, he will not be able to be an Osaka policeman openly, so he can only return to the CIA headquarters in ashes after a failed mission.

He still has a lot to do, how can he just throw in the towel. Fujiwara Yu couldn't help but think of the official photos he found when he searched for Chrissy Wynyard at that time.

Chrissy Wynyard...... This shot, I remember.