Standalone Tokyo

Chapter 99 Operation Seoul ()

Killing is a very difficult thing, but it is also an easy thing.

It is difficult because the country's laws do not require you to kill other people. It is easy because when you make up your mind to kill someone, an ordinary fruit knife can easily achieve your goal.

Killing pigs may be easier than killing people. Pigs have rough skin and thick meat. If an inexperienced butcher picks up a butcher's knife, there is a certain possibility of being killed by the pigs.

And killing people is easy. Just take a sharp weapon and stab it in the abdomen a few times, and you can kill someone.

Now Fujiwara Masato is caught in a slightly hypocritical situation. It is very easy for him to kill the cult leaders. The key is that he not only wants to kill the leaders of True Christianity, but also wants to get their money.

This requirement of both wanting and wanting is like a colorful black. It can be achieved, but it is difficult, complicated and a headache for novices.

No one would keep a large amount of cash in their house, and the two-in-one religious and corporate complex of Truth Christianity would obviously not do so. It would be a headache.

At the same time, what makes Fujiwara Masato even more troublesome is that even if he gets the bank account and password of Truth Christianity, he is unlikely to quietly transfer the huge sum of money away.

Although South Korea is a small country, it is also a modern country. How can the cybersecurity department pursue such illegally transferred huge sums of money?

As for the so-called Swiss banks, history has proven that their so-called complete confidentiality is actually just a lie.

Wanting to borrow some help, Fujiwara Masato didn't know how to do it. He opened the system's mission interface and found that it might be because he was in Tokyo. The mission interface only had missions in the city of Tokyo, and the Korean missions were completely missing.

If Masato Fujiwara is willing to travel to South Korea in person, the task list may be refreshed with tasks in South Korea.

However, leaving aside the matters of working in the coffee shop and preparing for the exam, he hesitated just to leave his familiar environment and venture into an unfamiliar country.

It doesn't make much sense. Without the money from True Christianity, Masato Fujiwara would not starve to death, but running alone to South Korea, a slightly evil place, unknown dangers do exist.

South Korea is not as dangerous as Thailand, but it is an indisputable fact that there are cults everywhere... So, it’s better not to go, just don’t go now.

After thinking again and again, Fujiwara Masato finally made up his mind.

"Forget it, don't be so greedy, it's all unrealistic..."

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September 19th is a sacred day in True Christianity and a festival when the Lord of Truth comes to earth.

Jin Deye is thirty-five years old this year. He is an old believer in true Christianity, so he will not miss today's holy day.

Jin Deye got up early in the morning. After eating a simple meal of kimchi rice for breakfast, he drove a Hyundai car to the Truth Building.

When Jin Deye walked out of the underground parking lot, there was a huge crowd of people in the building. Everyone was walking towards the small square in front of the building, and Jin Deye was no exception.

The square was buzzing with people, and thousands of people gathered together. Some of them were wearing blue work clothes from the Truth Christian Company, some were wearing modern suits, and some were wearing wedding dresses.

Well, believers in the square stayed away from women wearing wedding dresses, including Jin Deye. When he met such young girls, he would turn his body sideways and bow his head to them.

Because these girls are the brides of the Lord.

A five-meter-high podium has been built in the center of the square. Many people are busy around it. Girls in wedding dresses are gathering around the podium, chattering and excited.

Jin Deye gathered a few friends he knew and chatted about today's event. During the discussion, a friend showed off excitedly.

"My daughter has been chosen, she is one of the brides!"

"Wow, congratulations, brother, you have to invite everyone to a barbecue tonight!"

"Same joy, same joy!"

Hearing this, Jin Deye was a little upset. He actually applied for his daughter, and with her original beauty, she was praised by the Lord.

It's just that his stubborn daughter didn't want to be the Lord's bride, so she ran away from home a week ago and went somewhere to meet the ghost of a wild man.

This makes Jin Deye feel a little uncomfortable now.

What a great opportunity!

If his daughter successfully becomes the bride of the Lord, his status within True Christianity will also increase significantly, his position and salary will be improved, his family's income will increase, and his family's life will become even better.

It's a pity that my daughter is too stubborn and not sensible.

When Jin Deye thought of this, he sighed.

His sorrow did not last long and was interrupted by cheers from around him. Jin Deye looked up and saw that it was the Lord who had stepped onto the podium. He also waved his hands and shouted with the people around him.

“Praise the Lord, praise Christ the truth!!!”

Amidst the fanatical cheers, a man with a dog-like appearance in a white robe waved his hands, and, surrounded by several bodyguards in suits, slowly walked up to the podium, and then he held a microphone and spoke to The believers under the podium greeted each other.

"Brothers and sisters of Truth Christ, you..." Huang Mao was also present. He was on the edge of the crowd and looked coldly at Lord Truth Christ on the podium in the distance, but because it was a bit far away, he couldn't see the latter's face clearly. .

After watching for a while, Huang Mao turned away and walked towards the Truth Building.

Now is not a good time to kill. The crowd is raging. The people gathered in the square are basically supporters and employees of Truth Christianity. There are many Korean police around the square to maintain order.

If an assassination was launched under such circumstances, even Huang Mao would not be able to escape from the crowd.

Therefore, neither Huang Mao at the scene nor Fujiwara Masato watching the scene from a distance would make such a decision.

Now is not a good time for assassination, but it is a time when you can enter the building of truth openly.

Huang Mao walked towards the building. At this time, most of the staff in the building were outside. Only a few cleaning staff and security guards were still working in the building.

When Huang Mao walked into the lobby on the first floor, two security guards came over and looked suspiciously at the maintenance uniform he was wearing and the toolbox slung on his shoulders.

"Which floor are you going to?"

"I don't know." Huang Mao replied neatly.

"Someone asked me to come and said they wanted to repair the air conditioner. They didn't say which floor to go to." Huang Mao replied calmly.

"It should be the person the supervisor called yesterday. The air conditioner in our control room is broken." Another security guard said, immediately dispelling the suspicion of others.

"Oh...then I'll take you to fix the air conditioner."

"lead the way."

In this way, Huang Mao followed the security guard to the control room to repair the air conditioner, and successfully obtained the specific location of the control room.

After arriving at the place, Huang Mao took out the tool from the tool box and spent more than 20 minutes repairing the broken air conditioner. When the air conditioner reappeared from the air outlet of the air conditioner, it meant that the work had been completed. .

"The air conditioner has been repaired. Here is the repair bill... It's time for me to leave." Huang Mao handed a bill to the security guard, picked up the tool box, and prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute, the air conditioners in other places are also broken and need to be repaired." The security guard stopped Huang Mao, then picked up his mobile phone and started to make a call. After chatting for a few words with the other end of the phone, he turned to face the back. The reporter said.

"You take the elevator to the fifth floor, there is someone waiting for you there."

Huang Mao nodded and walked to the elevator carrying the toolbox.

In this way, Huang Mao spent a whole morning wandering around the various floors of the Truth Building.

During this period, no one doubted him. The maintenance uniform and tool box were the best cover, allowing Huang Mao to calmly understand the functions and general structure of the building's floors.

The speech on the square of the Truth Building continued. The Lord of Truth on the podium was like a superstar. He was talking about doctrines and some religious principles, and the followers were waving and screaming enthusiastically.

At noon, the speech gathering finally ended, and people began to clear the way from the podium. The believers also cooperated and made way for the Lord to lead a dozen brides in wedding dresses to the Truth Building. .

When the Lord walked into the building door and entered the lobby, Huang Mao just walked out of the opened elevator, and the two sides were less than ten meters apart.

"Ahem, get out of the way!" Seeing Huang Mao and the Lord looking at each other, the security guard who was leading the way suddenly became anxious.

Although the elevator that the Lord takes is an exclusive one that only he can use, which is different from the employee elevator that Huang Mao takes, the latter is going out now and is about to block the former's way. Can the security guard not be anxious?

As a result, three or four men in suits rushed towards Huang Mao, swearing, and prepared to drag the ignorant maintenance man aside.

"Axi, you bastard..."

In response to the insult, Huang Mao stretched out his left hand to open the toolbox he was carrying. Then, he reached in with his right hand and pulled out an MP5 submachine gun. Then when he dropped the toolbox, he held the butt of the gun and pointed it at him. Four of his own opened fire.

In the rapid burst of fire, the four men in suits who suddenly braked with pale faces were knocked to the ground by the bullets before they could do anything.

Huang Mao stepped over their bodies, yelled at the Lord of Truth, and continued to shoot at the human shields in front of him regardless of his own safety.

At this critical moment, the so-called Lord of Truth, Christ, also abandoned his demeanor and the dozens of brides surrounding him, turned around and ran out of the building.

During this process, several panicked brides pulled on the Lord's robes, trying to run with him.

After pulling and pulling, the Lord couldn't run fast anymore, so he waved his elbows and hit them on both sides, hitting them in the face mercilessly, knocking them to the ground so that he could run faster. Some.

"Get out of the way!"

It's a pity that the Lord didn't hesitate to do something to his bride, and he couldn't successfully run out of the building, just because the next second the gunfire sounded, more than a dozen people appeared from the right side of the hall on the first floor, and they all had their hands Lidu was clutching a submachine gun.

Intense bullets swept across from the side. In a few seconds, when the Lord waved his elbow to knock down the bride beside him, the hail of bullets also knocked down the male bodyguards in suits on his left and right.

In the process, the Lord himself was hit by a bullet in the thigh. He wailed and fell to the ground. Huang Mao, who was chasing him, grabbed him by the collar and dragged him towards the elevator.

(End of this chapter)