Chapter 22 Aftermath
As if it had suffered a serious rear-end collision, the Porsche with a horrible rear stopped in front of a building.
Because he was worried about encountering the traffic police, seeing their abnormality and impounding their car, coupled with Gin's injury, Vodka did not drive too far and found the nearest stronghold of the organization.
Speaking of which, this stronghold was established to keep an eye on Ji Xing and wait for Ji Xing to return.
I didn't expect it to come in handy at this time.
He helped Qin Jiu, who had lost a lot of blood and was a little dizzy, get out of the car and entered the stronghold.
Seeing such gin, the younger brothers in the stronghold were startled, and were scolded by Vodka for making arrangements, and hurriedly took medicine to bandage gin and treat the injury.
Every wound was treated, and the fragments of the vodka pistol in his body were carefully removed.
The pain made Gin Jiu, who was still struggling to pass out, sober up a bit, his eyes regained the feeling of calmness and sternness, and his expression was gloomy.
"Brother, your hand..." Vodka carefully reminded, only the right hand that was cut by the Jixing card remained untreated.
Gin slowly let go of his hand, and the card he had made into a ball was still in his hand.
He squinted his eyes and unfolded the card.
On the card is Ji Xing who is stained red with blood.
The "fighter" in "I am a detective".
Looking at the card, Gin seemed to think of something, and Gin's expression became even more gloomy.
Seeing this, Vodka said: "Brother, that kid is simply a monster. We were too careless this time. Next time we will call Chianti and Cohen, and bring enough people, I won't believe it..."
"This card is a warning he gave us, don't bother him rashly." Qin Jiu interrupted hoarsely: "Heh..."
"……warn?"
Gin didn't explain, and he didn't have the extra energy to explain to the idiot Vodka.
Ji Xing Qixin can make himself on the game cards, he can make them on the cards, if their faces appear on the "prisoner card"...
Then in Japan, they will be unable to move an inch!
Although there are many rats in the organization, they have long been wanted criminals, but those high-level officials who accept bribes from the organization have never been wanted by the whole people, which is completely different from being printed in this national game.
We have already made two-handed preparations. If we can keep us, we will be arrested and handed over to the police. If we can't, will we be threatened with cards?
Or maybe this was his purpose from the beginning, not wanting to trigger the organization's targeted revenge, and to me and vodka... ready to show mercy?
shame! Gin Jiu crumpled the card again, bleeding from his hand again, Ji Xing's face with a circle of blood on the corner of his mouth appeared in his mind.
"Brother! Your hand..."
In the middle of Vodka's conversation, he was forced to stop by Gin's eyes: "Leaving a scar will remind me of my miss tonight, Ji Xing is so heartbroken... Hmph, sooner or later I will pay back this debt... ..."
At this time, the phone rang. Gin Jiu's cell phone was stored in the car before, and it was not damaged.
Gin Jiu connected the phone, and Chianti's panting voice immediately came from the opposite side: "Gin Jiu! What kind of monster did you provoke! That guy found my sniper position in a few seconds, stepped on the house and ran over, hurry up! I don't even have time to disassemble the sniper rifle, if I didn't escape in time, I..."
Gin listened quietly to Chianti's complaints about venting his fear, and said coldly, "So, you were so scared that you even forgot to push the sniper rifle downstairs and smashed it, leaving him with the sniper rifle?"
On the other side of the phone, the voice stopped abruptly.
"Trash." Qin Jiu said indifferently: "Go to the No. 3 stronghold to get a gun... Also, let someone find out who the world fighting champion Wu Tian is."
"Damn it! Gin! Tonight I'm..."
Gin directly hung up the phone, remained silent, and made another call.
"Boss..."
...
On the other side, a number of police cars have surrounded the place where the two sides fought, and police officer Mumu is leading people to survey the scene with a serious face.
At first, he just heard that there was a large-scale power outage here, but later he received a call to the police. Some nearby residents said they heard gunshots. He hurriedly led a large police force to the place.
"There's still a pool of blood here!"
"There are unfired bullets here, combined with those fragments, it should be a pistol destroyed by some unknown force!"
"Judging from the damage of the wall, two people were hit into the wall with great force. One of them was about 180 meters tall, and his physique was about that of Police Officer Megure, but he was relatively strong..."
"This one is... a sniper bullet?!"
Listening to the reports of his subordinates, Police Officer Mu Mu's head was as big as a bucket. What happened here? Is the gang fighting? And a sniper rifle?
How did the telephone pole break, and how did it seem to be thrown a certain distance?
The surrounding residents’ homes are still without power, and it is very difficult to visit. I don’t know if anyone heard the gunshots and peeked boldly, and I don’t know if they can see things.
At this moment, a policeman suddenly exclaimed:
"Officer Mumu, someone is approaching!"
"What's that in his hand?!"
"It's a sniper rifle! Be careful!"
"What?!"
Officer Mu Mu's expression changed, and a policeman quickly drew out his pistol and pointed it at the opposite side.
"Don't shoot! I'm a good person...cough, I'm Ji Xingqixin!" The person opposite shouted.
Police officer Mu Mu looked stunned for a moment.
"Brother Ji Xing?!"
...
After a while, Metropolitan Police Department.
Police officer Mumu looked at Ji Xing and said, "Brother Ji Xing, you mean... you have been targeted by an unknown organization since a few months ago, and you went out to hide for a few months because of this. Those people still won't let you go, so... you can only choose to fight back?"
"En." Ji Xing nodded.
"The telegraph pole...you interrupted it? The car used to attack the criminals?"
"right."
"...Then, um, let's continue. Then you dodged the bullets fired by the gangster and injured the gangster?" Officer Mu Mu paused and asked again.
"yes."
"The gangsters have helpers and sniper rifles. You can only hide in the corner and let the gangsters evacuate, and then chase them to the sniper point unwillingly. You didn't catch anyone, but only captured a sniper rifle?"
"That's right."
"During the period, you were shot in the arm. Fortunately, you are in good health, and you will be fine if the bullet is squeezed out?"
"It's like this."
Officer Mu Mu was silent for a while.
"That's you, Brother Ji Xing."
Ji Xing was startled: "Why do you say that?"
Mu Mu said: "If someone else said that, I would put him in prison now!"
Ji Xing snorted: "Haha, Officer Mu Mu, you are quite humorous."
"Not as humorous as you!" Police Officer Mu Mu said helplessly: "So...is it a shopping mall competition or a club dispute? There is too much movement, brother Ji Xing, please forgive me for not being able to help you suppress it."
Ji Xing let out an uh, and asked, "Officer Mumu, are you wearing handcuffs? Give it to me."
Mu Mu was puzzled, hesitated for a moment, then turned his head and said, "Takagi, handcuffs!"
The handsome male policeman who was trying to keep serious next to him said ah, and quickly took out the handcuffs and handed them over.
Ji Xing held the handcuffs with both hands and twisted them with all his strength.
The steel handcuffs are gradually bending!
Officers Megure and Takagi's expressions gradually became stiff, and their mouths became O-shaped.
"You, you, you... Brother Ji Xing?!"
"I am the champion of the high school karate competition in Tokyo, and I plan to compete for the national championship next." Ji Xing said.
Can a karate champion be like this?
My eyes didn't slow down for a long while.
What is even more outrageous than what Ji Xing said just now is that what he said is true? !
"Oh, by the way, Officer Mu Mu, I will pay for this damaged handcuff." Ji Xing said.
"This, this is unnecessary." Mu Mu stammered, "It's just a handcuff..."
"And what about the damage done tonight?"
"That, that doesn't matter, you are the victim, and the Metropolitan Police Department has funds for this."
Police officer Mu Mu's teeth were a little sour: "Sorry, I misunderstood you, Brother Ji Xing. So there is really an unknown organization tonight..."
Speaking of this, he suddenly thought of another thing: "Brother Ji Xing, you said...that organization was after you a few months ago. Was it not long after you caught the one-billion-yen robber?"
Ji Xing was startled: "Uh, it seems to be, you mean they are the accomplices of the robbers?"
"No." Officer Mu Mu became serious: "The specific situation... Please forgive me for not being able to tell you, brother Ji Xing. I can only say that the leader of the robbers that time, Masami Hirota, had a hidden identity and was later arrested The higher-ups of the headquarters sent someone to pick it up, and it is said that the trump card of the FBI was also involved..."
Ji Xing made a surprised expression.
Officer Mu Mu said: "So, this is a premeditated revenge! Brother Ji Xing, since the gangster has not been caught, you have to be careful next, I will arrange people to protect... Uh, protect you?"
"It seems unnecessary." Ji Xing said.
Mu Mu laughed dryly: "It seems that there is really no need..."
"But I have an unfeeling request, Officer Mu Mu." Ji Xing said at this time.
Mu Mu: "Tell me, Brother Ji Xing."
"In a situation like mine, can you learn how to use a firearm and carry a gun with you?"
Mu Mu frowned: "This matter... I know, I will try my best to help you apply to the headquarters!"
Just being in danger is not enough, but considering the identity of the president of the Jixing Hundred Billion Club...there is a high probability that it is not impossible to carry a gun privately.
So soon, the Japanese police headquarters received a detailed report on tonight's incident.
The name Ji Xing Qixin appeared in the eyes of many high-level police officers in a different way than the president of a well-known club.
And in the ears of agencies like the FBI.
There was a wave of waves.
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