Chapter 641 The fateful showdown

Chapter 641 The fateful showdown

Kamal is in bad shape right now.

I don’t know if it’s physical dizziness.

Or the King of Baba was so angry that he fainted.

In short, after he was knocked down by Lin Xinyi, he almost completely lost the power to resist.

After struggling for a long time, not only did he fail to stand up, he even failed to remove the toilet tweezer stuck to his face.

"It's better for me to help you."

Lin Xinyi "lent a helping hand" at the right time.

Just listen to Bo'er

Kamel's big head rose into the air with the toilet pusher, and then fell heavily.

A shocking red circle appeared on his big face with Chinese characters, which looked like a "tube" transformed into a human form.

Lin Xinyi, on the other hand, held the toilet lever firmly.

Slowly turned his head to look at the remaining two enemies:

"Who else?"

Judy, Akai Shuichi: "."

Seeing the miserable condition of her companion, Miss Judy was already trembling.

Even Mr. Akai instinctively took a step back.

If possible, he would definitely not want to pick it up with his face.

"Xiu, Xiuyi, what should I do?"

Judy swallowed desperately:

"Are you still fighting?"

This is a serious question.

Although it's still 2V1 now, the advantage still lies with me.

But after losing a general and having loopholes in their coordination, they may no longer be able to form a strong and stable suppression of Lin Xinyi like they did before.

In this situation, even if they can be brave and not afraid of shit, treat shit as home, and would rather be shit than surrender,

Lin Xinyi was successfully defeated by the enchanted attack of the toilet pusher, and he had to go through a hard battle during this period.

At this moment, support from the Japanese police will arrive at any time.

They ran out of time to delay.

"That's alright." Akai Shuichi sighed softly: "I won't fight."

Miss Judy immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

But Shuichi Akai released his fist and held the gun again:

"But stuff like this is important to me."

"I have to get it."

"So, Mr. Lin."

He slowly took out the pistol from his pocket, his expression quietly turned cold:

"I hope you can cooperate."

"Oh?" Lin Xinyi's eyes became dangerous: "What if I don't give it?"

"Do you still dare to take my life?"

"of course not."

"But I can shoot."

Akai Shuichi sounded very serious.

He is basically a red square gin, and he never shows mercy when it comes to his hands.

"If possible, I really don't want to get to this point with you, Mr. Lin."

"But trust me, I don't lack the determination to shoot."

"But don't worry"

"My shot will never be fatal."

"The bullet will just graze your right thigh, tear your vastus lateralis muscle and tibial band, and make you need to stay in bed for the next month."

Akai Shuichi said these threatening words with a calm expression.

As if that was a prophecy that was bound to come true.

And he does have this confidence.

As a god-level sniper who can kill a prisoner with one shot from eight hundred miles away, the firearm works as smoothly as a scalpel in his hands.

He could use bullets to strike the enemy with surgical precision, hitting wherever he was told, ensuring that the injuries were exactly the same and the position was exactly the same.

"And Mr. Lin, you should understand."

"My gun is not that easy to hide."

Akai Shuichi slowly pressed his finger on the trigger, and the threat in his words became more and more intense.

This made Lin Xinyi's face become serious:

Indeed, although he is a master of the pistol realm, being a master of the pistol realm does not mean that he can completely ignore the existence of the pistol.

The so-called "pistol realm" does not mean that the speed is really faster than bullets, but that it can rely on extraordinary skill, dynamic vision and neural reaction speed to predict the direction and timing of the opponent's shooting in advance, so as to be able to shoot in time before the bullet comes out of the chamber. Make a dodge.

But this trick works on ordinary gunners.

For a master like Shuichi Akai, who is proficient in the "rice fried Iaijutsu" and can draw his gun so fast that others can hardly see it clearly, this trick is not so easy to use.

The last time Lin Xinyi was able to dodge Gin's bullets, it was entirely because the boss of Gin was busy poking "Mao Lilan" in the face and was a little distracted for a moment.

In addition, he did not use the "rice fried Iaijutsu" at that time, but held the muzzle of the gun steady for a long time before pulling the trigger. Therefore, the trajectory was very easy to predict, and Lin Xinyi was able to avoid it.

I really wanted Gin to be seven steps away and get serious about PKing with him.

He may not yet be able to take down this infighting gunner who never fails to kill his teammates.

At this moment, Lin Xinyi faced this dilemma:

The enemies are masters with guns.

And he also distanced himself from him in advance.

Within seven steps, he was not much faster than Shuichi Akai, who was extremely skilled.

Seven steps away, facing Shuichi Akai with a gun in his hand, he had little chance of winning.

"So Mr. Lin, I hope you can make a wise choice."

"You were injured on behalf of the Japanese police for something that has nothing to do with your duties."

"You'd better give me some face and gain the friendship of our FBI."

Akai Shuichi quietly emphasized his tone.

Let Lin Xinyi realize that this is his ultimatum.

"Baqiya Road."

"You bunch of American bastards!"

"People from the Japanese Public Security Bureau will be here soon. If you have the ability, shoot."

boom!

Shuichi Akai fired.

But it was not Lin Xinyi who was shot.

It was the calendar hanging on the wall behind him.

When the smoke cleared, Lin Xinyi turned around and took a look:

The bullet hit the square on the calendar that marked today's date.

The edge of the bullet hole is tangent to the edge of the grid, not an inch more, not an inch less.

"This is really the final warning."

"Mr. Lin."

Lin Xinyi: "."

He hesitated for a while, then

"You wait--"

"I will definitely come back to settle the score with you!"

With that said, Lin Xinyi clicked on surrender.

He gritted his teeth and took out the stuff from his suit pocket, then threw it forward bitterly into Shuichi Akai's hands.

Yes, he actually handed the stuff over.

Although Lin Xinyi was very reluctant.

But he was very neat when giving things.

Akai Shuichi got the thing and looked at it carefully:

It's a tape.

It was sealed and waterproofed with plastic bags and tape, and the outer packaging was still stained with water-stained audio tapes.

The water stains on it have not yet dried, and the sealing tape is still intact.

Apparently Lin Xinyi had just found it from the toilet tank before he had time to take it apart.

"Akemi."

Akai Shuichi was filled with emotions:

At the last moment before the crisis struck, Mingmei risked her life and left behind this tape.

Perhaps Mingmei's last voice is hidden in this.

She must have something very important to say to her sister and to him.

He couldn't wait to find out what was inside.

And just then.

"Asshole! Put the gun down!!"

There was an angry shout from the door of the office.

A man hurriedly appeared outside the door, carrying a loaded pistol and an angry face.

"Officer Furuya!"

Lin Xinyi breathed a long sigh of relief:

The person who came was none other than Jianggu Ling.

It was him who called.

Lin Xinyi didn't lie. He was really assisting the Japanese police in handling the case this time.

Right from the start, even before the FBI showed up.

He had already made a call to Fangtani Rei and selectively told the other party what he knew about the situation.

In other words, even if the FBI doesn't come, Lin Xinyi will still call Jiang Guling to the scene.

This was part of his plan.

"Officer Furuya, you are finally here."

"The FBI has been following me—"

"And he just showed up suddenly and snatched away the tape I found!"

Seeing Fangtani Rei appear in time, Lin Xinyi immediately pointed at the tape in Akai Shuichi's hand and complained to him.

"Sorry. I'm a little late."

"It took too much time to disguise myself."

"And I didn't expect that the FBI would be so haunted."

Fukitani Rei stared at Akai Shuichi.

Staring at the gun in his hand, the gun still pointed at Lin Xinyi.

He originally just received a call from Lin Shinichi, asking him to come to the Dejima Office to investigate what Miyano Akemi might have left behind.

Unexpectedly, he had just arrived and heard a gunshot before he entered the door.

After rushing to the scene, they saw the arrogant scene of the FBI forming a group to rob Lin Xinyi and threatening a Metropolitan Police official.

Is it tolerable, which one is intolerable? !

"Akai Shuichi"

"Put the gun down."

"If you ever point a gun at my friend like that again."

"I promise, I will definitely kill you, definitely!"

Somehow, Officer Fangtani lost a bit of the calmness he once had.

Instead, he was filled with murderous intent and gushing anger, like a wounded beast.

"." Akai Shuichi pondered for a moment, and finally removed the muzzle of the gun from Lin Xinyi.

But he did not put down the pistol, let alone the tape in his hand.

Miss Judy, who was on the side, had already tacitly pulled out her pistol, and took her teammate Kamel, who finally staggered to his feet, to move behind the sofa in the living room, which could barely be used as a cover.

Their attitude is obvious enough:

Hand over the tape?

impossible!

"Damn it. Do you think that because you are the FBI, you can do whatever you want in Japan?"

Fang Gu Zero raised his gun tit for tat:

"You were the one who shot first, Akai Shuichi."

"You have completely crossed the line this time. Even if I beat you to a pulp here, the FBI will have nothing to say afterwards!"

"I understand." Akai Shuichi's reaction was still calm:

"But the premise is that you have the ability to kill me."

Not only did he not give in.

Instead, he firmly expressed his attitude.

Use that flat tone that sounds very unbeatable to your opponent.

As a result, the atmosphere at the scene instantly dropped to freezing point, and a bloody battle was imminent.

"Calm down, calm down." Seeing that the two sides were really about to start a life-or-death showdown, with each gun almost poking the other's head hard, Lin Xinyi, who had been furious just now, took the lead and acted as a peacemaker.

These two are the gold medal thugs he plans to use against the organization.

If they died together here, he would be at a huge loss.

"Everyone is working hard to fight against that organization."

"There is no need to cause trouble."

Lin Xinyi's words of comfort really relaxed the atmosphere a lot.

In fact, neither Rei Fukiya nor Shuichi Akai are rationally willing to fight each other to the point of fighting to the death.

In theory, the Japanese police and the FBI are indeed friendly forces in the same camp.

It's just a matter of cheating on each other in private.

Such a life-and-death struggle on the surface will have a really bad impact if word spreads about it.

"Okay" Akai Shuichi finally expressed his position: "I can not use the gun."

"But I have to take the tape."

This so-called concession was the same as no concession. Naturally, Jiangu Ling could only smile with disdain.

"Hey, hey." Lin Xinyi sighed helplessly: "Can't you each take a step back?"

"It's just a tape. Can't each family make a copy and take it back?"

"No." Shuichi Akai shook his head: "Mr. Lin, you don't understand the significance of this tape to me and to our FBI."

"Ha." Jiang Guling smiled even more disdainfully: "In the final analysis, I just want to monopolize it."

"You keep saying we are allies, but in fact you only want to get the benefits into your own bowl. This is the virtue of you Americans!"

"Please don't say such childish things, Officer Furuya."

"Our intelligence agencies have to follow rules in everything they do."

"It's not unclear to you: We cannot share intelligence privately with other countries' intelligence agencies without asking for instructions from our superiors and without approval from officials above the department head level."

Akai Shuichi still refused to give in.

And his businesslike appearance made Fangtani Ling even more angry:

"Share information? Ha!"

"This tape was obviously taken from us—"

"How dare you say 'share'?"

The atmosphere became tense again.

The two sides were completely deadlocked.

Let's move the gun, the FBI clearly has the advantage.

After all, Lin Xinyi's marksmanship is negligible.

Fangtani Rei had to deal with three gun masters alone.

But guns are too efficient in killing people, and having a numerical advantage does not guarantee that no one will be killed.

With the exquisite marksmanship of both sides, the outcome is likely to be a lose-lose situation for both sides.

There will definitely be blood and even death.

But if you don’t move the gun

Then the FBI is no different from surrendering.

After all, the three of them can barely handle Lin Shinichi alone. If they add Rei Fukiya, who can compete with Akai Shuichi 55-50, then this hand-to-hand battle will be even more impossible.

"Let's each take a step back, Officer Fangtani."

Finally, Shuichi Akai came up with a way to break the deadlock:

"I don't use a gun, and I don't let Judy and Kamel help."

"And Mr. Lin, you are an outsider. I hope you can always be an outsider."

"Oh? What do you mean?"

Rei Fukiya understood Akai Shuichi’s proposal:

"Let's duel one on one?"

"That's right." Shuichi Akai looked seriously: "Duel!"

The two secret policemen, who had learned countless damaging moves, finally came up with the idea of ​​having an honest duel like knights.

But there was no way neither of them wanted to trigger a deadly shootout.

And if you don't want to use guns or see blood, a duel that ends with this is the best option.

"Okay, just what I want!"

A gleam of fire flashed in Fang Gu Ling's eyes.

He really wanted to have an upright fight with Shuichi Akai, and he had been thinking about it for a long time.

Because he hates this man.

But reason told him that his dislike was not hatred, and he was far from determined to kill this man.

So a bloodless hand-to-hand fight, a one-on-one duel, was exactly what he liked.

"Come on, I agree with your proposal!"

Jianggu Ling's eyes were full of fighting spirit.

"Thank you." Akai Hide nodded.

Then he handed the tape to Judy on the side and asked her to help keep it temporarily.

Finally, Rei Fukiya and Shuichi Akai, these two seemingly destined opponents, finally stood face to face.

Their eyes collided fiercely in the air.

The atmosphere was also extremely tense.

"Akai Shuichi."

"Falling valley zero."

They said each other's names silently.

"Mr. Shuichi"

"Officer Furuya."

Judy, Kamel, and Lin Xinyi on the sidelines were also secretly cheering for their respective teammates.

Akai vs Furuya.

One vs zero.

This fateful showdown is finally coming.

Both of them had blazing fire in their eyes.

The aura on their bodies also poured out.

"etc--"

Fang Guling suddenly took a step back.

He took a step back before he could fight, as if he was frightened by the aura of the opponent.

And he was indeed frightened by the opponent's momentum:

"W-what does this smell like on you?"

Fang Gu Ling covered his nose with a strange expression, his eyes full of shock.

Akai Shuichi: "."

"And you have something to lean on!"

"What's that on your hands?!"

Did you agree to fight with bare hands?

Why is your fist still enchanted?

Akai Shuichi: "."

He looked down at his hands.

shit

I can't take this hand anymore.

"Wait a minute, I'll go wash up."

"Don't--"

Jianggu Ling stopped him with an ugly expression:

"I won't duel you anymore."

"We'd better shoot!"

A fateful showdown.

It's over before it even begins.