Chapter 693: Allies? what friendly
Chapter 693 Allies? what friendly
Jiang Xia turned his head and glanced at Amuro.
found that the boss did not intend to take the initiative to dig soil, so he had to carry out the appearance of a good employee to the end. He squatted down and looked for the pile of bones—the old man would be more willing to take the bait if he had to dig it out and show it to Mian Guanchen San.
The leaves on the ground look fine at first glance. But when you got close and turned it over, you could find that the dirt and dust on it were uneven, as if it had been ripped open by someone, and then it was covered back as it was. Dig out once.
Jiang Xiaquan didn't see anything, just like digging this hole for the first time, he pushed away the leaves and lifted the soil.
And when he saw the skeleton below, Microstripe simultaneously reported in surprise: "There is a white bone buried. The collarbone is a bit strange... What is this? A steel nail?"
Toru Amuro nodded, and said in a slightly lowered volume that could still be heard around him: "It should have been hit when a bone was broken, and died before it could be removed. This is very convenient for identifying the identity."
A wisp of knife light suddenly approached, someone jumped out from behind the bushes, drew a knife and slashed diagonally. The predetermined cutting route included Jiang Xia, who was squatting beside the corpse, and An Shitou, who was standing beside Jiang Xia, supervising the work like a boss.
——The attacker was Mian Guan Chensan's most important assistant. The assistant's job was originally to monitor the hotel lobby, but Mian Guan Chensan left in a hurry just now, and he couldn't contact the other brothers for a while, so he transferred the assistant over. The gunshots were too loud, so when a group of people decided to go up the mountain to search for the maple tree, they all brought cold weapons to prevent too much movement.
Assistant's weapon is an antique machete, which is hidden in a camera bag when he arrives.
The sharp blade was the first to approach Toru Amuro who was standing. After cutting him down and cutting down Jiang Xia next to him, they can start digging the corpse pit.
However, the assistant's goal was not even half achieved. Amuro suddenly flicked aside as if he had eyes behind his back, and at the same time grabbed it with his backhand. The assistant's hand holding the knife was held by him, as if it was clamped by twisted and closed metal—although Amuro seemed to be far away from the "muscle qiu". There is still a long way to go, but in this world, muscles and strength seem to have nothing to do with each other. What the assistant is facing is a hand that can only chisel explosion-proof glass with his bare hands and remains unscathed. The hardness is comparable to a safety hammer, and even Even more.
The assistant felt a tingling pain in his wrist, and his eyes went black.
When he came back to his senses, he had already let go of the knife, and at the same time his knee had been hit hard. With a scream, he fell flat on the ground like an acrobat who failed a somersault.
Jiang Xia moved to the side before he fell, raised his hand and waved away the dead leaves that were smashed by the heavy body.
Afterwards, he looked at the person who fell beside him, who seemed to be knocking in a good posture, and couldn't help but stomped on it and held the swing stick.
The assistant snorted, his head slumped, and he didn't move.
It is extremely difficult for people who are and unconscious to lose murderous aura. Jiang Xia was startled, silently retracted his foot, and pushed the half-finished stick back into his pocket, pretending that he didn't want to do anything just now, but was just helping to subdue the villain.
The assistant's long and narrow machete was already in the hands of Toru Amuro.
He glanced down, and his first reaction was that this was a control knife... but this was not something Bourbon should think about. Amuro turned the knife twice, and suddenly threw it like a flying knife. The silver light flashed away, and with a bang, it nailed it into a tree seven or eight meters away, and it went deep.
“…”
After a moment of silence, a figure slowly emerged from behind the tree.
is Tatsuzo Mianguan who wears glasses and has a belly and looks like a kind old grandfather.
According to Mian Guanchensan's own script, originally, at this time, he should gracefully walk out from behind the tree, like a mastermind behind the scenes, sneer at the corpses of the two detectives, and then ask his assistant to put them on the spot. Buried, and then severely reprimanded those little brothers who didn't know where they had gone.
However, the actual situation was very different from what he imagined, and the sneak attack was not successful. It all happened too quickly: Mian Guan Chensan took a step from behind the tree when the assistant heroically swung the knife. When the assistant fell to the ground, Mian Guanchen was stunned for a moment, and then silently shrank back... However, this act of making up for it was already a little late - he stepped on the dead leaves with a confident step just now, and made a sound, if he hides now If you can't get it out, and are manually pulled out by the two detectives, it's too ugly.
Therefore, Mianguan Chensan could only bite the bullet and walk out naturally.
is not all about face. But from the status quo, he must be calmer. Only in this way can the other party think that everything is not over, and he can delay the time better... Speaking of which, what happened to his little brothers? There should be a search point around here! Normally, there should be ten to twenty people guarding it, and the other search points are not too far away, but why has there been no response until now? Did they search so intently that they didn't notice the call?
...I have to hurry up and find the younger brothers.
Thinking like this, Mian Guanchen raised his head and laughed a few times, letting the laughter spread far in the night.
Then he took a deep breath, turned to the detectives, and said leisurely: "You don't seem surprised to see me appearing." The voice was equally imposing, and the tone was very clear.
Jiang Xia didn't answer his words, his eyes moved slightly, and he scanned the surroundings.
In my impression, Amuro Toru once sent an email to ask those peripheral members of Gunma Prefecture to install recording equipment and cameras nearby in order to get the information needed for the mission.
...But right now, there should be only recording equipment at work.
Because just now, when he drove the Songtian brand puppet to sweep the mountain, he confiscated it for a while, and accidentally knocked out the outer members of the organization - the outer members of the organization and the younger brother who participated in the meeting, the temperament of these two groups of people, Actually pretty much the same. The feeling is very similar, and the murderousness is of course very similar. They are all basic models with no taste.
After knocking on someone, Jiang Xia found a mobile phone at his feet. He looked down and saw an email from An Shitou with his new address. Only then did he realize that he had beaten a friend by mistake.
So he hesitated for a moment, Jiang Xia silently took some time to help them install the recording equipment - Amuro didn't know that Wu Zuo was here, but there must be someone above who knew.
If the peripheral members are beaten by mistake, they will be beaten by mistake, and the organization will not care. But if it destroys the mission and causes chaos for the organization for no reason, if it is discovered, it will be a bit embarrassing to go to the assassination list later, and it is best to end it.
The device for the organization is a bit complicated. However, Jiang Xia used to be bored, and occasionally received training from Dr. A Li, and was no stranger to messy machines. No matter how bad it is, you can burn more murderous aura and let Matsuda Array operate as a puppet - this reliable policeman who worked in the explosive ordnance disposal team of the mobile group during his lifetime, of course, can not only defuse bombs.
(end of this chapter)