The bodyguards present instantly focused their attention on the cleaner.

In their experience, the cleaning truck was perfect for hiding all kinds of weapons that were detrimental to the physical and mental health of the councillors.

The blue barrel is suitable for hiding bombs or sulfuric acid bottles, etc.

Tokyo is not as safe as it used to be, with an increased risk of bodyguards being killed, an increased workload, and an increase in monthly insurance payments, but salaries show no signs of increasing at all.

Even so, those who rely on this line of work to eat can only silently endure the oppression from the top, and the only thing they can do is to be alert to any danger.

The cleaner, with gray hair, found that a pair of eyes fell on him, and his expression subconsciously showed nervousness.

"Hey, stop me!"

One of the bodyguards on the periphery shouted, quickly grabbed the gun inside his clothes, and said with a serious expression: "Let me check your cleaning tools." ”

"Huh?!"

The cleaner stopped and said blankly, "I'm the one who sweeps the floor." ”

"Put your hands on your head, don't argue, listen to my commands!"

Hearing the loud shout, the cleaner was so frightened that he immediately let go of the cleaning car and raised his hands.

The hearts of the bodyguards present relaxed slightly.

That's the moment Durant was waiting for.

He had already heard about Haruhiko Okamura, and knew that this person had arrived at TV Asahi at 9:30 a.m. this morning to express some views on the recent situation and advocate the threat theory of a certain big country.

Durant has been thinking about how he can kill Haruhiko Okamura under layers of defense?

After his calculations, it was obvious that the front was not tough.

Haruhiko Okamura carried with him fourteen well-trained bodyguards, each armed with a gun.

He needs to outwit him, so he follows the security guard in charge of parking lot surveillance home in advance, kidnaps his child, and forces the security guard to cover for him in the surveillance room.

He lurked in the parking lot.

These big names usually have a common problem, they like to be unique, which means that the parking place of Haruhiko Okamura is absolutely predictable.

Okamura often has four cars on his trip, so four parking spots are reserved in the parking lot.

Durant just needs to hide under the car next to that location.

After waiting for the cleaners to pass by, attract the attention of the bodyguards, and check the suspicions, they must have a trace of relaxation in their hearts.

Durant was waiting for this moment, his hand was released, and the person quickly and silently landed under the car.

Judging by the shoes who was Haruhiko Okamura, he quickly leaned out and pulled the trigger of the submachine gun.

With a click, the submachine gun made a pleasant sound and fell into the ears of the bodyguards, and Okamura Haruhiko was bleeding in several places on his body.

"Protect the Councillor!"

The bodyguard who reacted shouted and pushed Haruhiko Okamura back into the car and wanted to draw a gun and shoot.

Durant's strafing shot sent four bodyguards down, and one of them fired back with a bullet that cut a scrape on the side of his cheek.

The bodyguards on the periphery also reacted and drew their guns to shoot.

For a while, gunshots erupted in the parking lot.

The fatal bullets flew around with a thud, and the cleaner was so frightened by this scene that he squatted directly on the ground, holding his head in his hands.

He decided in his heart that he would have to resign if he could live.

Durant's clothes are slippery, allowing him to retreat as soon as he gets his hand.

He has limited ammunition.

Dio only provided a full magazine, but did not provide him with an extra one.

What's more, he successfully hit Haruhiko Okamura, so there is no need to stay here to eliminate those bodyguards.

The mere fact of hitting Haruhiko Okamura will make news.

Using car cover, he shot at the bodyguards as he ran to the scheduled exit A3.

There was his escape tool there.

……

Loud gunshots attract the attention of security guards outside the parking lot.

Of course, the security guard didn't want to go in to see if it was a firecracker, but picked up the walkie-talkie and asked the colleagues in the monitoring room what was going on.

Katarina, who was about to reveal her identity, broke the railing with one foot of the accelerator and rushed straight inside.

"Hey!" The security guard shouted, but he didn't dare to stop him, but said to the walkie-talkie: "What's going on inside?" ”

Caterina had already pulled the car into the underground parking lot.

The parking lot here is huge, and twenty meters away, the bodyguards and Durant are exchanging passionately shots, and the gunshots are constantly ringing.

"What should I do?"

"Kill him, of course."

Emily didn't know who was fighting the black-clad men, but she knew that if the assassins were eliminated, they would be able to relent, and then get the information they wanted.

"No problem."

Chiyo Morimoto took out his M500 and aimed it at the man in gray who was using the cover of the car, not aiming at the person, but on the route of his retreat, predicting in advance, and then pulling the trigger.

Bang!

A gunshot overshadowed the sound of those pistols and submachine guns, and the deafening sound of gunfire echoed over the parking lot, and the Honda car in front of Durant's eyes was directly missing.

As he wondered where that piece had gone, the pain quickly flooded through his mind.

He looked down to find that his left arm had been broken by a bullet and had fallen to the ground, blood gushing out, and the shattered car cover was stuck in his chest like a knife.

The task failed.

Four words flashed through Durant's mind, and he fell straight down.

The bodyguards were stunned.

Is it now permissible to carry firearms of this power in Tokyo?

"We're from the Metropolitan Police Department!"

Taketa Okayama leaned out of the car window and showed his ID, "Is Congressman Okamura okay?" ”

The bodyguard immediately said, "Councilor Okamura has been shot, and an ambulance must be called immediately." ”

"Okay, you call quickly, I'll give him first aid."

Ito Otome quickly poked out the window, and the white coat on her body made people not suspect her profession.

It's just that the timing of their appearance was too coincidental.

Coincidentally, the bodyguards present were a little suspicious that these people were with Durant.

"Are you really a police officer?"

"This is my ID!"

Taketa Okayama threw away his ID and police badge.

A bodyguard caught it, looked at it, and nodded: "He's from the Metropolitan Police Department." ”

The van stopped in the aisle, and Ito Otome quickly got out of the car, stepped forward, and saw the seriously injured Haruhiko Okamura, his face was pale, and a lot of blood was being lost from his body.

"Quick, save me, I can't die yet!"

"Don't worry."

Ito Otome replied and shouted, "Spread out, give the injured a good breathing space, and I will treat him to stop the bleeding." ”

The bodyguards didn't know much about treating the sick and saving people, so they quickly dispersed.

Itootome opened the toolbox and asked, "I hope you can tell me where Muhamrad is?" ”

"I don't know what you're talking about, stop the bleeding for me."

"That's a lot of work, and when I have a problem in my brain, I often can't concentrate on treating it."

Ito Otome replied slowly.

Okamura knew that he was threatening himself, and the Swastika Society was originally a loose organization, and he could still defend the members when he was fine.

If there is something, it can only be said that everyone is a stranger and has no friendship.

"Kashi, I only know that Muhammad is hiding in Kashi, staying with the Catholics in India, and I don't know exactly where."

"I see, then I can tell you the truth, your injuries are hopeless, wait for death."

Ito Otome knew very well that people were dying, and she could see at a glance that the bullet had injured her organs and she would definitely die within three minutes.

"No, you have to save me!"

Haruhiko Okamura wanted to raise his hand, but such a simple movement became very difficult at this time, and even the sound was very slight.

He felt life coming out of the wound.

Death.

When Haruhiko Okamura found out about this fact, his heart became extremely frightened, and he couldn't resist the intense sleepiness.

"Nope." He reached out and grabbed Itootome's wrist, but he couldn't absorb a trace of warmth, "I can't die, I can't ......"

He muttered, his voice getting lower and lower, the body temperature in his hands was disappearing, and his pupils were dilated.

"No one can not die, except Dior."

Ito replied, got out of the car, shook her head at the bodyguards, and said, "It's hopeless." ”

The bodyguards quickly called.

The parliamentarian died, as were six bodyguards.

There were no minor injuries at the scene, and as soon as they saw someone dead, everyone's shooting turned into not aiming, and they directly hit randomly in the direction where the gunshots came, ensuring their safety to a great extent.

Don't think about it, or think about how to get the insurance to cover those cars and the scene.

Itootome walked up to Emily and said, "Muhammad is hiding in the house of the parishioners in Kasai, and the exact location of Okamura Haruhiko is not clear. ”

"It should be in the Indian community, so that Jack can use the excuse that Dio is hiding there, and put Kashi under surveillance, and we will leave immediately."

Imily didn't expect things to go so smoothly and decided to go straight to Edogawa Kasai and settle Muhammad.

……

Shinjuku, Center Building.

Jack soon received a report of a shooting in the TV Asahi underground garage.

The death of six bodyguards, including the death of Congressman Haruhiko Okamura, he didn't care, just stared at the report of Durant's death.

He showed a hint of consternation, this was an undercover agent planted by the CIA next to Dior.

Before any information was provided, he was killed?

It's still a good thing done by the task force.

This report was handed over to John, and it would have aroused the questioning of that person, so why did the task force look for Councilor Okamura?

Once John knew that he had privately authorized the task force to deal with Muhammad, things were not going well.

Cold sweat broke out on Jack's forehead, he could deceive his boss, but he couldn't be discovered by his boss.

He quickly dialed Emily's number.

"We're almost there, and we're going to be able to capture Muhammad with the right intelligence."

Emily swears by it.

Jack breathed a sigh of relief and said with a wry smile: "The problem now is not Muhamrad's business, but Durant's death."

He is an undercover agent planted by the CIA next to Dior, you beat him to death, how can I report to the director later? ”

A flash of surprise flashed across Emily's face, the CIA actually had an undercover agent by Dior's side?!

She didn't ask for specific details, but thought through what Jack was worried about, "It's not a problem, you follow what I said, report to the director." ”

Emily quickly gave him an idea, and looked out the window again, where the annoying drizzle had fallen, washing away the ashes from the curry shop sign.

(End of chapter)