Standalone Tokyo

Chapter 320 The Tail Revealed
Although in Fujiwara Masato's eyes, Mavis's seduction techniques were very low-class.

However, in fact, apart from him, the poker boss who has no worries about food and drink, how many men can resist the charm of big wavy blonde hair?

At least the American blonde boss can't stand it. He has loved blonde beauties since he was a child.

Fujiwara Masato was able to withstand it because he had better things and was particularly afraid of death, not because he was not attracted by Mavis's charm.

He also thought Mavis was very beautiful, but no matter how beautiful a woman was, she was not worth Fujiwara Masato risking his life by following her to a dangerous place.

Therefore, when Fujiwara Masato judged that Mavis had ulterior motives, he was in no mood to keep her around to do some fishing work to uncover her hidden conspiracies.

As an old saying goes, you may not be able to solve the problem temporarily, but solving the person who caused the problem can also solve the problem indirectly.

Mavis was not a valuable, non-sacrificial target for Fujiwara Masato. His previous investment in her was just an experiment for Fujiwara Masato, and the investment was not large.

But I didn't expect that Mavis was worthy of being British. This ungrateful person completely ignored the fact that Fujiwara Masato had just helped her not long ago, and then she turned around and plotted against the latter out of debt of favor.

And when they were calculating, they were quite open-minded. They had no hostility on the small map and were completely neutral units.

If she had not been a light green ally unit before, without any comparison, Fujiwara Masato might not have noticed anything unusual in Mavis's performance.

What does it mean that women have the most vicious hearts?
That's it. When Mavis harms people, she doesn't do it with hostility. She is very used to it and doesn't feel the slightest bit of guilt, just like eating and drinking.

After getting rid of Mavis, Fujiwara Masato didn't find any unusual targets on the small map, so he watched the situation in the hotel, waiting for something unusual to happen.

The Poker Organization currently has no conflict of interest with Britain's MI6, and the latter has no reason to target Fujiwara Masato. It would not be a fun thing to anger the Poker Organization.

The only explanation is that Mavis took private work, or there was some big shot or interest that MI6 could not refuse, so they took action.

Because based on the prefix of MI6, Fujiwara Masato did not find any suspicious neutral people in Tokyo.

There are as many neutrals in Tokyo as water in the ocean. Without a specific prefix, it is difficult to find an abnormally neutral one.

As for customs, Fujiwara Masato had someone check and found that no unusual teams had passed through in the past two weeks. It was obvious that the enemy did not enter Tokyo through the regular channels.

This conspiracy is like fishing, and now the big fish Fujiwara Masato has eaten "Mavis" which was used as bait.

Without bait, the fisherman must take some action, such as retrieving the hook.

As long as the fishing hook is moved, there is a high probability that the action team will become hostile to Fujiwara Masato and the poker organization after learning the reason for the cancellation of the mission.

If there is hostility, they will turn red, and Fujiwara Masato will be able to spot them at a glance in the vast crowd.

If they knew the situation but could endure it and remained a neutral unit, then Fujiwara Masato would mobilize the non-NPC intelligence network of poker cards and try to search for outsiders in Tokyo.

Since even this method failed to find the target, they can only accept it. Next, Fujiwara Masato will command the cleaning team to find trouble with MI6.

There are many British agents in Tokyo, and if you look carefully, you can still find them.

Every wrong has its perpetrator, although we can roughly guess that this matter was caused by the Jews.

However, since MI6 has taken action, Fujiwara Masato will of course give it a slap in the face and let the British know what it means that a phoenix in water is no better than a chicken.

In order to find the fishhook as quickly as possible, Fujiwara Masato also asked someone to secretly leak the news to the intelligence broker.

Let those who are interested know that there was a British agent with blonde hair and big wavy hair who was caught because of something she did in the Red J Hotel.

Fujiwara no Masato wanted to see if alerting the enemy by making a move would work.

……

"191...192...193"

In the gym of a Japanese hotel, Ball, with his upper body naked, is pushing the butterfly machine to exercise his upper body strength.

Beads of sweat the size of beans floated and flowed on Ball's muscles, exuding the scent of male hormones and attracting the attention of other male guests exercising in the gym.

Appropriate fitness attracts the opposite sex, while excessive fitness attracts the same sex.

The British man Ball is a case of the second kind. He is visibly strong, with muscles piled up in blocks. Even with clothes on, they cannot be concealed.

"120..."

"Ball, stop pushing your butterfly machine and come here, work is coming..."

A white man who was thinner than Ball but still a big man walked to the side and interrupted Ball's exercise by slapping the equipment.

"Well... I'm finally here to work."

Upon hearing this, Bauer stopped what he was doing and wiped his face with the towel draped over his shoulder.

"We've been here for a week, and I thought we were really on vacation in Tokyo."

"Come on, Bauer, stop complaining. This mission is a little special."

The two of them left the gym talking and laughing. Ball returned to his room, took a quick shower, changed into dry clothes, and then left his room to go to the captain's residence.

Pushing the door open and walking in, Bauer discovered that there were quite a few people in the room. There were twelve members of the mercenary team that came to Tokyo, and eight of them were in the room now. He was not the first to arrive, nor the last.

Seeing Bauer come in, the old leader nodded and waved his hand to signal him to find a place to sit down.

There were now eight big men sitting in the living room of the suite. There was no room left on the sofas or chairs. Ball looked around and sat down cross-legged on the cleaner carpet.

As veterans who have fought on the battlefield many times, Ball would not care about a little dust.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, the remaining three finally arrived. Seeing the three of them hugging each other's shoulders and not feeling that they were late at all, Bauer frowned and cursed in his heart.

+Damn Indians.+
Bauer was very dissatisfied that three Indians would join the Black Pearl Mercenary Group, but his dissatisfaction had little effect because the team leader felt that this mission was different from the previous ones and some cannon fodder was needed.

Thus, three commandos who were former Indian special forces joined the Black Pearl team, which has a good reputation in the mercenary industry.

"Everyone is here... Now I'm going to tell you a bad news and a good news."

After seeing that everyone was gathered, the captain with short white hair did not say much to the giggling Indians. They were all cannon fodder, and this mission was not going well. They might be kicked out soon.

Any bad news?

Everyone's faces straightened up, even the three Indians stopped fighting with each other and looked at the leader.

"This mission has failed."

It failed. How could it fail? We were just waiting in the hotel. How could it fail? This was a huge mission worth one million euros!
Bauer stood up suddenly and wanted to ask for details. "Why did the mission fail?"

"An hour ago, I just paid a tip from an intelligence dealer and learned that the person who was supposed to meet us had a car accident and is probably dead."

"Oh, that's a shame."

An Indian interrupted and said.

"With our contact person gone and no intelligence support, we can still find someone to collect intelligence on our own and continue the mission. Captain, our mission this time is to capture someone. We can..."

"We can't, Powell."

The captain shook his head at Bauer.

"In fact, when I received the news, I even thought that the failure of this mission was a good thing.

Because the person our contact asked us to arrest is not ordinary, and our Black Pearl Mercenary Group cannot afford to provoke him. Even if we get the two million euros, we will not have the opportunity to spend it, and it will also implicate our families. "

The members of the mercenary group looked at each other.

"Who is the target of our mission?"

"You don't need to know. Knowing too much will cause trouble..."

Having said this, the team leader laughed happily, and he was obviously in a good mood.

“Enough of the bad news, let me tell you the good news. We don’t need to return the 500,000 euro deposit that our employer gave us.

In other words, this time we are really here for a vacation in Tokyo, and the deposit is our travel expenses... That's it, let's disband, brothers, I bought a ticket back to the UK tomorrow."

The bad news made people unhappy, but the good news calmed everyone's mood in time. So, although it was a wasted trip, it was not a loss, so no one opposed the leader's decision.

When everyone else was leaving, Ball stayed unwillingly.

Two million euros! If this mission is completed, Bauer, as the team's machine gunner, will at least get around 250,000 euros.

Now that the mission has failed, the maximum I can get out of the 500,000 euro deposit is 22,000 euros.

Taking into account the airfare, this week's expenses, weapons and equipment purchased during the mission, and special expenses, this trip really broke even.

How could Ball, who was still in debt, accept this?

Bauer asked after everyone else had left.

"Captain, who was our original mission target?"

The team leader knew the troubles Bauer was carrying, and also knew how stubborn he was. Bauer would not be willing to leave unless he broke his lucky mentality.

"It's the Tokyo head of the poker organization, Bauer. I think you should know that once we take action, regardless of whether we succeed or not, the Black Pearl Mercenary Group will be finished."

Bauer opened his mouth but said nothing.

"That's it, Powell."

The captain patted him on the shoulder.

"This mission was my fault. I was blinded by the money offered by the Jewish tycoon and accepted this mission without careful consideration."

"Captain, how can this be your fault? This mission was a joint decision of ours..."

No matter how unwilling Bauer was, he knew that he could not accomplish this mission. The Poker Organization had been causing a lot of trouble in Europe during this period, and had a fierce battle with the Israelis, who even burned down their embassy.

Although the Black Pearl Mercenary Group is well-known in Europe, it is still a small mercenary group after all. If it really goes against a large criminal organization like Poker, it would be seeking death.

Having said that, when Bauer left the captain's residence and returned to his room, he still missed his 250,000 euros.

This is a lot of money. If I can get it, plus my own savings, I can pay off my debts and don't need to continue to bear the heavy pressure of debt interest.

Thinking of this, Bauer couldn't help but feel resentment and hostility towards a certain organization.

Bauer's hostility is not great, but it is enough to turn him into a light red unit on the system's small map.

There is not much red in this light red, just a little bit of red on white, which represents that Ball's hostility is not deep. Give him two days to complain a little, and he will naturally forget the hostility.

However, in the vast sea of ​​white neutrals in Tokyo, Bauer's light red dot was too obvious. Fujiwara Masato opened the small map, flew around Tokyo, and saw this idiot.

Normally, if Fujiwara Masato was in a good mood, he would probably just ignore such a person as a fart if he saw him in Tokyo.

In just two days, Bauer disappeared on his own accord, and the former was too lazy to put him on the death list.

But now is a special period, and Fujiwara Masato will not ignore such a special unit. When he carefully looked at Bauer's prefix, he was sure that he had caught the target.

"A member of the Black Pearl Mercenary Group... Let me see where he lives. Someone, come here... Masaki Aiko, go check the Forest Hotel chain in Shibuya, Tokyo right away. There are several foreigners living there."

"Hi Yi."

In the past, when no abnormalities were discovered, even the poker organization could not conduct a comprehensive screening of the entire Tokyo.

But once you have a rough idea of ​​the location and candidates, it becomes much easier.

At least when it comes to poker, it's pretty easy to check a hotel's internal guest list.

There is no need for cooperation from the hotel. The organization's hackers can achieve their goal by simply invading the hotel system.

After getting the guest list, Fujiwara Masato only needed to take a quick look at the names and corresponding appearances to quickly identify the target from a group of foreign tenants.

Even though the members of the Black Pearl Mercenary Group used fake passports when checking in, and there were other foreigners staying in the hotel, Fujiwara Masato was still able to easily screen them out.

The appearance and temperament of a desperado are different from those of ordinary people, and this can be distinguished entirely from their necks.

First of all, ordinary people would not deliberately make their necks as thick as their heads in order to train their ability to withstand blows.

Secondly, although the members of the Black Pearl Mercenary Group used fake passports to check in, they all completed the check-in procedures within ten minutes, which was enough to prove that they were all in the same group.

These foreigners were cautious in the general direction, but they showed their true colors in the details.

Okay, now that the target is determined, we can try to capture them and find out the mastermind behind the scenes.

(End of this chapter)