595 I actually really want to get on my knees and beg for mercy

In the current floor where Shirakawa Rui is, Michael may think that if something dangerous really happens here, controlling the eldest prince of the Karasuma Group as quickly as possible is the best way to solve the situation.

Therefore, the FBI agents he brought were basically left in the corridor of Bai Herui's ward, gathering in twos and threes to chat with each other.

Despite this, Michael, who is a veteran of the company, has two or three more people, each guarding the elevator and staircase on this floor.

However, this is also in Shirakawa's prediction.

After all, he originally used himself as bait this time, so he naturally knew what these people thought of him.

The FBI agents in the corridors are handled by the "patients", and the FBI agents who may go to key locations such as elevators and stairway entrances are handed over to the only "medical staff" who can move around the floor without arousing anyone's suspicion.

With Yoko Okino's order, the "medical staff" in the ward picked up their pistols and turned around and left the ward.

In the corridor outside, Michael, who was sitting on a bench in the corridor and chatting with his subordinates, subconsciously turned his head to look over.

Coming out of the ward next to him was the little nurse in the ward he had just checked.

The little nurse closed the door of the room, nodded at him, smiled, and turned away.

"Oh yo ~ Captain ~"

Seeing this, an agent next to him stepped forward, and suddenly let out a strange cry that could only be understood, and the expression on his face was even more meaningful.

"You!"

Michael laughed and slapped the detective in the face.

"People's little sisters are smiling at you~Oh yo~So sweet~"

"Get out! You captains and I'm married! ”

"Hey, hey, whoever said they got married, they ......"

The agents were joking with each other, completely oblivious to the fact that after the little nurse, several other medical staff came out of the other wards.

Until......

"Phew!"

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out, which directly shocked Michael and the detectives who were still chatting with each other.

[This is the ...... Gunshot? 】

Michael's whole body was stunned for a moment.

The sound of the gun was very loud, not at all a movement that could be made by a firearm such as a pistol or a submachine gun, and at the same time, the sound was a little far away, and the sound did not seem to come from this building, but ...... Outside?

[It's a sniper!] 】

As soon as Michael realized this, several gunshots rang out around the entire level.

"Bang bang bang!"

Unlike the first gunshot, the next few shots were soft and urgent, and Michael knew that it was the sound of a pistol.

And the gunshots were very close, right on this level where they were.

"Draw your gun!"

didn't have time to think about whether it was someone from the Karasuma Group or someone else who did it, Michael reacted quickly, pulled out the pistol he was carrying, and shouted loudly towards the two detectives who were still stunned at the door of Bai Herui's ward more than ten meters away:

"Get under control of the people in that room now! Fast! ”

The two agents were also quick to react, and as soon as Michael spoke, they also pulled out their pistols and reached out to open the door to the ward.

"Phew!"

But at this moment, another huge gunshot rang out, and the bullet instantly pierced the door of the ward, directly piercing the body of the agent standing at the door, and fell to the ground and died on the spot.

The remaining agent hurriedly shrank back in fright, and shouted:

"It's a sniper ......"

"Phew!"

Before he could finish shouting, the doors of the four wards at the front and back of the corridor suddenly opened at the same time, and a total of eight "patients" rushed out of it, one of whom fired a gun from behind, killing the agent on the spot.

The eight "patients" were uniformly dressed in body armor and held a heavy bulletproof shield that was a foot tall in one hand and a submachine gun in the other.

Of the eight, four were at the head of the corridor and four were at the end of the corridor, and they stood on the same line, holding the heavy bulletproof shields in their hands tightly together, just enough to block the width of the corridor.

In an instant, the entire corridor became a long, enclosed, rectangular space.

"Made!"

At this time, Michael didn't know that all of this today was probably a game set up by the eldest prince against them, but he couldn't have imagined that such a big battle could be held on the other side?

It's just a home, is it necessary to use so much effort?!

To be honest, if he could, he really wanted to kneel and beg for mercy now, after all, he didn't have much friendship with that family, and everything today was just a task given to him by his superiors.

In this situation, there is a high probability that the family in the room is gone, in this case, he might as well simply surrender directly, there is no need to put his life on the line for an unfamiliar dead man.

But it is clear that this is simply not possible.

Since the other party has put up this battle, it is already obvious that he wants to put them to death.

Surrender, you will only die faster.

"Shoot!"

Michael shouted, and at the same time turned his hand and struck the lock of the door of the ward next to him.

The other party is obviously prepared, with the small pistol in their hand, it is impossible to penetrate these heavy bulletproof shields, let alone small pistols, even sniper rifles or even grenades with average power are impossible to penetrate this type of heavy bulletproof shield.

Shooting at each other in the corridor is a dead end, and you can only hide in the ward next to you and wait for the opportunity to fight back, and maybe you can still have a little life.

"Woohoo!"

Quickly fired two shots in quick succession to break the lock of the ward's door, and Michael slammed it hard, however...... Didn't crash away.

Or rather, it slammed open, but it looked like there was someone blocking the door behind the door, and he had just slammed it open a little before the door was pushed back by the man inside.

[Could it be ......]

Immediately realizing a possibility, Michael's heart instantly sank to the bottom.

I'm afraid that not only in the corridor, but behind the doors of all the wards in this corridor, there are also "patients" with heavy bulletproof shields blocking inside.

Blocking the exits at both ends of the corridor, as well as the doors of all the wards in the corridor, is to artificially create an enclosed space without any suspense, so that all of them can die here without any suspense, leaving no trace of survival.

At the same time that Michael realized this, the maid who had communicated with him at the door of Bai Herui's ward before also appeared behind the "patients" in the corridor with heavy bulletproof shields.

The heavy ballistic shields in the hands of these "patients" have been specially modified, with a small hole about the thickness of a thumb on one side of the shield, and the submachine guns in their hands seem to be the same, and the barrel of the submachine gun has been specially lengthened to fit through this small hole.

"Ready."

With the maid's order, the eight people in the corridor quickly put the barrel of the submachine gun in their hands into the small hole of the bulletproof shield.

"Do it."

Looking at Michael and the others who were trapped in the middle of the corridor with a blank face, the maid gave the final order in a cold voice.

"Bang bang bang!"

As her words fell, bullets like raindrops instantly poured down from the front and back ends towards Michael and the others in the middle.

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(End of chapter)