Night envelops the whole of Tokyo, leaving the apartment lit up with a warm dim light.

Men with different hair colors were taken away by men in black suits.

It was a left-behind member of the Baimudai Society, and when his wife went on a business trip, they would occasionally go to the apartment to check the security environment, mainly because they were afraid that someone would be emboldened to steal the belongings in his wife's apartment.

I happened to see the members of the non-condescending community who were falling into one piece in the corridor of the 10th floor.

So, they voluntarily took away this group of people, intending to torture them, but if they were not satisfied with the answer, they directly moved them to the stone and sank them into the sea to deal with them.

The three people in the elevator were naturally dragged away.

Satake Tomizawa, a member of the club, also greeted Mrs. Ueo in a friendly manner and said cordially,

"If you encounter this kind of thing in the future, please notify us as soon as possible, and we will take care of the safety of the neighborhood."

"Thank you."

Mrs. Age said softly.

Tomizawa Satake and the others had a very good sense of this lady, and they all showed shy expressions.

Normal women either fear them or despise them, and only a special female writer like Mrs. Ueo treats them as if they were ordinary people.

The apartment, which was supposed to be shrouded in darkness, was now bathed in dim light, which looked particularly warm and harmonious.

There was very little traffic on the road outside the apartment, except for the occasional car or two, and the sound of tires rubbing against the ground was particularly harsh at night.

In room 102, the incandescent lamp on the ceiling flickered due to the voltage problem, which was bright and dark, which made the atmosphere of the room a little weird.

Yoshimitsu Takesawa knelt in front of a young man, his legs trembling uncontrollably.

He feared that the devil would make him do something irrational, such as killing himself by swallowing a gun on the spot.

Shirakawa looked at Yoshimitsu Takezawa, whose legs were shaking like chaff, and put the pistol on the coffee table on his left side, making a snapping sound.

Frightened, Takesawa Yoshimitsu instantly put his head on the ground.

"Don't, don't kill me, please, whatever you tell me to do."

This pistol was not Shirakawa's, but Takesawa Yoshimitsu brought his own, and it was seized shortly after entering the door.

A warm smile appeared on Shirakawa's face, which was especially terrifying under the flickering lights,

"If you kill so many people, will you be afraid of death?"

Shirakawa said jokingly.

Takezawa Yoshimitsu's tears and snot were already flowing out of anger, and his head didn't dare to raise it, clinging to the ground,

"Don't kill me, I can give you money, lots and lots of money."

"Do you think I'm short of money?"

Shirakawa asked rhetorically.

Yoshimitsu Takesawa raised his head slowly, although his vision was somewhat obscured by tears, but it did not prevent him from seeing Shirakawa wearing equipment that added up to less than 5,000 yen, and a simple apartment.

He really looked short of money.

"I can really give you, a lot of money, enough money for you to squander."

Yoshimitsu Takesawa emphasized.

Bai Chuan wiped the sweat from his forehead, it seemed that his nouveau riche temperament was still not obvious enough.

He took out his mobile phone, and Takesawa Yoshimitsu took a step back vigilantly, "You, what are you going to do?" ”

"Let me guess why you came straight to me."

Bai Chuan played with his mobile phone in his hand, and a cold smile appeared on his face, "You must be thinking, even if you die, you have to pull a cushion, right?" ”

"No matter where you are now, because you exposed the affairs of the welfare home, someone will always find you, they will find out where you have gone, who you have met, and therefore find me, this is the reason why you can't wait to come to me for revenge, even if you can't succeed in revenge, you can let me be targeted by that group of people."

Shirakawa calmly analyzed.

Takesawa Yoshimitsu was even more frightened, but he didn't expect Shirakawa to directly see through his intentions.

He could only desperately deny it.

Shirakawa continued, "Your current situation is really worrying, not only do your former colleagues want to die, but I also don't want to watch you continue to be free, what should I do?" ”

"I, I, I, I can give you all the money, and I will disappear immediately, completely, completely out of the island nation."

Yoshimitsu Takesawa knelt and pleaded.

Bai Chuan has never seen such a cheap villain, of course, it may also be because he shot too hard just now and broke a few of his ribs.

Now Yoshimitsu Takesawa has a lot of injuries on his body, but his face is intact, so that he can take a video that looks natural.

"Running out of the country? I'm not satisfied with this plan, so I'll think of a solution for you. ”

Shirakawa approached him and whispered something.

Yoshimi Takezawa's pupils constricted, and he finally gave up resistance, he slowly stood up, walked into the toilet, washed his face with clean water, and took care of his tie.

Shirakawa turned on his phone for video recording.

Yoshimitsu Takesawa was already ready, and confessed seriously to the camera,

"I am Yoshimitsu Takezawa, a sinner who has made a lot of mistakes, and it wasn't until my daughter died that I realized how cruel I had been and how many people's families I had destroyed......

I used to work in the Sanzhi Crow Welfare Home, where I was in charge of the priest work, and I had been mentally controlling and physically torturing the children in the orphanage for a long time......

We regularly give our children intelligence tests, and those with high IQs and beautiful ones can be sold for a high price......

Those who are not smart enough, but are very beautiful, can also be used as commodities in welfare homes to receive the powerful for a long time, so that they can experience different happiness......

As for those who are stupid and ugly, their bodies are still useful, and they can be used as organ material and sold to those rich people who need them, ostensibly they signed the adoption procedures and were taken away for adoption, but in fact they did not live for a year after they arrived at the foster family.

These children come from two sources, one is abandoned orphans, and the other is trafficked people, and they are doomed to a tragic fate from the day they enter the welfare home.

There are also some of them who want to escape, but they will eventually appear in the burial pits in the back mountains and become nourishment for plants.

There are also some children who are lucky enough not to be mistreated in any way, they are the face of the welfare home, they are used to give interviews to the outside world, they live very well, most of them are the illegitimate children of some big people.

If it weren't for the fire that destroyed the orphanage.

If it weren't for the horrible existence that the orphanage had offended, maybe I would have continued to work there......"

Yoshiyoshi Takesawa talked about his crimes for half an hour.

Waiting for him to finish speaking, Shirakawa reminded,

"What about the top brass of the orphanage? Who are the people involved in the interests of the welfare home? ”

[If I were you, I would exchange the healing medicine as soon as possible in case I needed it, after all, being targeted by five or six snipers with guns is not an easy thing to dodge. 】

The voice of the narrator suddenly sounded, and Shirakawa's nerves immediately tensed.

He knew that Takesawa Yoshimitsu would attract the people behind the scenes, but he didn't expect it to be so soon, this is simply following Takesawa Yoshimitsu, right?

He ignored Yoshimitsu Takezawa's expression, and directly clicked on the system mall, spending 5,000 heart points to exchange for healing medicine.

And without hesitation, he opened the bottle that resembled the wind oil essence and took the green liquid in his mouth.

Yoshimitsu Takesawa couldn't understand what Shirakawa was doing, and he couldn't get rid of the control of the intermediate instigation technique, and he continued,

"The Director of the Welfare Home ......"

Before he could say the name of the dean, a bloody hole appeared in his head, and the bullet pierced his skull.

At the same time, a bullet of the same model appeared in Shirakawa's chest.

If you get shot in the heart, you will die 100%!

It takes 30 seconds for the pain to reach the brain, where the brain responds, but before that, the heart stops supplying blood for a very short time, and the brain is rapidly starved of oxygen, causing syncope.

Shirakawa had to take the healing medicine for a few seconds while unconscious.

Quickly swallowing the healing pill, Shirakawa's body fell backwards due to the impact of the bullet.

At the same time, a rose-colored blood flower bloomed from his chest.

This is a mending knife from another cautious sniper.

After falling to the ground, Shirakawa saw the swirling ceiling and the lights that had completely extinguished before he lost consciousness completely.

The world was plunged into darkness.

Before the lights in the apartment were completely extinguished, the sniper who fired the gun passed through the binoculars, confirmed that both targets were dead, and began to pack up their equipment and prepare to evacuate the scene.

Five snipers use walkie-talkies to make contact, and after confirming that two have succeeded, the other three do not have to shoot again.

The sound of gunfire will attract the police, not to mention that this is still a dangerous Liuxia apartment.

Maybe if you are a second late, you will be caught by the people of the Baimudai Society.

But today is very advantageous for them, and the person in charge of the Hyakmuyo Society, the ruthless and terrifying Mrs. Suzume is not there.

They had done their research before they came, and the lady was dragged by the blood party and would not be in the apartment anytime soon.

This time is the best time to erase Kuraki Shirakawa.

Miko Ueo, who has short hair and a thin body, dropped the coffee cup in her hand to the ground after hearing the gunshot.

Ueo Masumi hurriedly ran over,

"Mom, are you alright?"

She obediently went to the balcony to get a broom, cleaned the ceramic cup fragments and coffee on the ground,

"Mom, has she been too tired lately? Do you want to take a break first? When you came back, you felt very tired. ”

Miko Ueo didn't speak for a long time, and she had a bad premonition in her heart.

At the same time, the sleeping girl next door on the 10th floor opened her eyes.

Qianxue Ye didn't wear shoes, barefoot, quickly took out the sniper rifle accessories from under the bed, and completed the assembly and erection within 3 seconds.

Based on the gunshots she had just heard, she closed her eyes, discerned her direction, and found the sniper's position.

Bang –

The crisp sound of bullets rang out in the building next door.

A sniper who had just turned around after packing up his equipment had a beautiful bloody hole in his head, and his body fell limply to the ground, and he even had a smile on his face that he was about to receive 300 million yen.

The employer had already offered him a hefty price of 300 million yen, and any of the five snipers, whoever could kill either of the two targets, would receive the money.

Hearing the gunshots, the snipers were alert, they were in different buildings, different directions, but they had one thing in common, they were very sensitive to the sound of gunfire.

Bang –

Another bullet burst through the air, and the sniper who had refilled the gun fell in a pool of blood.

The other three did not fire a shot throughout, so their position was not revealed.

They began to pay attention to the Liuxia apartment, and were about to fight back when the three snipers received a call to evacuate.

The people from the Metropolitan Police Department were already on their way to the scene, and due to the particularity of Shirakawa, and the fact that he offended many rich and powerful people in the case of the plastic surgery hospital last time, the Metropolitan Police Department was worried about his safety, and specially arranged a group of people near the apartment in Ruxia, so the speed of dispatching the police was faster than usual.

The three of them can only leave the field quickly, but the death of the two colleagues just now is a good thing for them, which means that the three of them can divide 600 million equally, and without a single bullet being bored.

Qianxue didn't turn on the lights, and quietly observed in the night, until she was sure that no one would fight back, and then she disassembled the sniper rifle and put it under the bed.

Barefoot, she walked out of the door and rang the doorbell next door.

One, two, three.

No one answered.

Shirakawa's phone call, which Qianxueya dialed, was still unanswered.

She removed the hairpin from her head and began to unlock it.

The door opened, and she saw Shirakawa and the strange man lying in a pool of blood.

She ignored the dead stranger and walked straight to Shirakawa's side to check his breath.

Shirakawa, who was supposed to be dead, had a distorted facial expression and seemed to be suffering extreme pain.

Chiyukiya noticed that the hideous wound on his chest was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

If she hadn't witnessed it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have believed it.

Shirakawa also held a peculiar glass bottle in his hand.

"Could it be some special potion?"

Chiyukiya put away the glass bottle and put it in the pocket of her nightdress, and then patted Shirakawa's face,

"Wake up?"

After five minutes of wake-up work, Shirakawa suddenly opened his eyes and greedily breathed in the fresh air.

Bai Chuan would like to thank Narrator Jun this time, if he hadn't reminded him, his life would have been explained.

No matter how good the fighting skills are, they can't withstand the bullets of a sniper.

Shirakawa wanted the skills of that advanced sniper more and more.

At this point, the elevator reached the 10th floor and a group of police officers rushed in.

At the head of the pack was none other than Saya Shiraki, and five flashlights filled the dimly lit room with light sources.

She saw a girl in a nightdress sitting next to a young man with a pale face, and she also saw Yoshimitsu Takesawa lying in a pool of blood.

The girl's face was expressionless, and in Shiraki Saya's opinion, this was definitely the appearance of being scared silly.

Shiraki Saya immediately squatted nervously beside her and comforted, "Mei-san, don't be afraid, we are here, and we won't let the bad guys succeed." ”

Chiyukiya pointed to the dead Takesawa Yoshimitsu, meaning that the police were late.

Saya Shiraki was stunned and asked his colleague to repair the fuse and protect the scene.

"How is he?"

"Isn't he still being questioned at the Metropolitan Police Department during the day? Why is he dying in Kuraki-kun's house now? ”

The policemen who didn't know the truth whispered, and Shiraki Saya asked about Shirakawa's situation.

"Kuraki-kun, are you alright?"

"It's fine, just a bruise."

Shirakawa covered his wounds and watched the busy police officers warily.

Who is the inner ghost?

So I believe that the fact that I am not dead will soon reach the ears of others, right?

Happy weekend

(End of chapter)