Standalone Tokyo

Chapter 160 Street Sweeping ()

Safety comes first. After staying here for two weeks and making preparations, Fujiwara Masato made up his mind to return to Japan before the action began.

However, things can't keep up with the changes in plans. Just when Fujiwara Masato turned on his mobile phone and was about to book a flight back to Japan, Masaki Aiko interrupted him.

"Master."

Fujiwara Masato, who was lying on the bed, looked up at Masaki Aiko beside him.

"what happened?"

"We have been here for more than ten days. When will we officially start taking action?"

Oh, yes, he uses the system to control the actions of his NPC subordinates from a distance. Masaki Aiko doesn't know that if he runs back to Japan like this, the Uehara family as party A will think that he is perfunctory with them.

I really need to take action and do something.

Fujiwara Masato carefully recalled the information about Constance.

"I've made plans on my phone...You and I are going out tonight to Manhattan."

"What are you doing there?"

"Today is Saturday. Constance will go to a synagogue in Manhattan to attend services and worship on Saturday night. There, we will have the opportunity to see him... If nothing else happens, our mission can be completed tonight."

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After accepting the mission, the villain of the mission target will appear on Fujiwara Masato's system map, so Constance's whereabouts have always been within the former's control.

According to the intelligence collected by Masato Fujiwara, Constance is a very sincere believer in Judaism.

One characteristic of Judaism is that Friday sunset to Saturday sunset is the Sabbath. On the Sabbath, Jewish believers do not work. They gather inside and outside the synagogue for worship, rest, chanting and entertainment.

Constance, who claims to be a sincere Jewish believer, is so sincere on the surface. Every Saturday, he goes to a synagogue in Manhattan on time to gather with other Jewish wealthy people.

When Fujiwara Masato took Masaki Aiko to the neighborhood in a taxi, he discovered the specialness of this synagogue.

First of all, this church that Fujiwara Masato doesn’t know the name of is located at the end of a commercial street, and is protected by iron fences and walls. The only entrance and exit are guarded by two security personnel wearing white hats, obviously rejecting idlers. Free entry,

Poor guy, don't get close.

The people who were able to get past the two security guards and enter the church were all wealthy and well-established people. When Masato Fujiwara tried to stand at the door and take a photo of the front of the church with his mobile phone, he was chased away by the security personnel.

"Get out of here, this is a private church and no photography is allowed!"

After being driven away, Fujiwara Masato did not bite the bullet, he just waved his hands, complained in Chinese a few times, and then turned around and left with Masaki Aiko.

After leaving the sight of the security personnel, Fujiwara Masato did not go far. He found a seat on the second floor of a cafe in the commercial street where he could see the main entrance of the synagogue through the window. He waved to the waiter and ordered two A cup of coffee and some food, ready to wait.

"Master Fujiwara..." Masaki Aiko stopped and looked around to make sure no one nearby could hear her voice before continuing.

"Is that person inside?" "Yes, inside." Fujiwara Masato said. He first looked at the mechanical watch on his wrist. It was now eight-thirty in the evening.

"People from the New York branch should be here too."

"Where?" Masaki Aiko misunderstood something. She turned around and looked around in the cafe, trying to find the contact person.

"Maybe downstairs, maybe on the next street... In short, we just wait here."

As Fujiwara Masato said, Chris was actually downstairs in the cafe. He was sitting in a public seat not far away, reading a newspaper in his hand, and another armed policeman The subordinate sat nearby, eating a donut.

As the most prosperous area in New York City, Manhattan is also the area with the highest concentration of wealthy people. The commercial street where the synagogue is located is home to many luxury stores and high-end restaurants, and the number of police officers is greater than in ordinary neighborhoods.

Now two big men in black trench coats appeared here, which naturally attracted the attention of the passing police.

However, Masato Fujiwara's choice to let armed policemen like Chris do the work was a very correct choice. The policemen who noticed these two people basically gave up the idea of ​​coming to question them after observing them for a while.

Momentum is a mysterious and mysterious thing, but it does exist.

As law enforcement officers, experienced police officers can basically tell a person's occupation at a glance. When a thief is looking for a target on the street, no matter how he hides it, he can be seen in the eyes of the experienced police officers. There are a pair that are sneaky and don’t look like fun toys.

As soon as Chris and his men sat down on the public seats, when they were seen by the passing New York police officers, they would think they were gangsters at first, but after a few more glances, they would change their minds and think they were plainclothes policemen. Colleagues.

In this way, Chris successfully deceived the police and stayed on a busy commercial street without anyone checking his ID card.

Fujiwara Masato finished his coffee and looked at the mechanical watch on his wrist again. It was nine o'clock, and Constance on the mini-map was also moving.

It's almost time.

Thinking of this, Masato Fujiwara took out his mobile phone, opened WeChat, and sent a message on it.

"Ding dong..." A sound came from Chris who was reading the newspaper. This was the agreed signal. He put down the newspaper, folded the things on the seat, and then stood up and led his subordinates forward. .

At the same time, the iron gate of the synagogue was also opened, and a group of wealthy Jews were walking out in groups, talking and laughing, and Constance was among them.

This is a good opportunity, but it is not a good opportunity, because on the road directly opposite the church gate, a row of luxury cars is parked on the roadside, and a large number of bodyguards in suits are standing beside the cars, with a lot of people hanging around. Can't get closer.

Chris was also an idler, and he couldn't get close, so assassination was out of the question.

But does this mean he has no chance?
No, he just had a better plan.

Chris stood on the side of the road and looked toward the end of the road, where a gray Ford SUV was leaving the parking space, turning around on the main road, and facing the church exit.
Two New York police officers were intercepting vehicles on the roadside to prevent them from driving over. At this time, the Ford SUV that turned around became particularly conspicuous and attracted the attention of the police.

What is even more eye-catching is the M2, a mm caliber heavy machine gun nicknamed Lao Gan Ma by the US military, inside the SUV's slowly opened back door.

"House gift crab, heavy machine gun... Get down quickly!!!"

(End of this chapter)