Gin likes me?

"Of course not, Master, you don't need to worry about such trivial matters... Hmm?"

"What's wrong?" Hearing the change in Uozuka Saburo's tone, Vodka's expression also became serious.

He could tell that Uozuka Saburo must have discovered something.

"I smelled blood, and it was very fresh." Lowering his voice, Uozuka Saburo slowly approached the target gate.

He was a little bit unbelieving, but the smell information fed back by his nose proved that the smell of blood, which was already very obvious and strong to Saburo Uozuka, was coming from behind this gate.

“Is there something wrong around here?”

"No, there is no one following me, I can be sure of that."

"So, what's behind the door?"

"I was just about to open it and take a look."

PS: Lin Qi caught a cold without paying attention. He wanted to take a good sleep and write at night, but it was more serious than I thought. He felt dizzy and his eyes were blurry.

I forced myself to get up and let you know, sorry for not updating today.

Everything should be fine tomorrow. After all, Lin Qi, I usually only have a cold for one day.

Good night.

. . . .

221: I believe you, Uncle Kurosawa

"Master, this is a big problem."

After putting his ear against the door and listening carefully for a long time, Uozuka Saburo took out a wire and pried the door open, squinting his eyes at the bloody footprints he saw as soon as he entered the door.

Holding a pistol with the safety on, Uozuka Saburo quickly found the hidden protector whom he had secretly observed and photographed in a room where no strangers were present.

Looking at the guy lying in a pool of blood and confirmed dead, Uozuka Saburo's face suddenly changed. After checking the scene and finding nothing he noticed, he quickly ran out of the apartment and ran towards Fuchijima Tomoichi's home.

"The man who was responsible for monitoring and protecting is dead. I am going to check the situation of Tomoichi Fuchijima now."

"Shooted?"

"Yes, two shots in total, one from the back and one from the head. Very professional technique, ensuring death." Running quickly on the street, Saburo Uozuka exchanged information with Vodka through the headphones.

"But you said there were bloody footprints in the room."

"That's right, so I think something must have gone wrong in Tomoichi, Fuchima."

His eyes became fierce. For a guy who could kill people with such professional methods, Saburo Uozuka didn't think that the other party would so easily leave such arrogant traces as footprints.

However, at the scene of death, there were indeed complete footprints.

"Either they were in a hurry to do something else, or they thought that once they killed someone, they no longer needed to cover their tracks."

"I understand. Sanlang, you must be careful when tracking. Protecting your own name is the most important thing at the critical moment. Got it? The organization hasn't issued any orders to you yet, so no matter what happens, you need to make your own judgment at the scene!"

After quickly giving Uozuka Saburo a somewhat vague instruction, Vodka hung up the phone and stopped bothering Uozuka Saburo.

However, Uozuka Saburo has already understood what Vodka meant. In the absence of new orders from the organization, if he wants to protect his own safety, the only option is to kill all those who pose a threat to him.

Of course, there were also those who found something wrong and took the initiative to retreat, but...

"damn it!"

With a fierce look at the gap in the house of Tomoichi Fuchima, Saburo Uozuka rushed into the room and sighed in dissatisfaction when he saw the messy living room.

I just let Tomoichi Fuchijima out of my sight for less than half an hour, and this is what happened?

"Wait a minute?" Knowing that what he needed was no longer here, Uozuka Saburo was about to walk out of the room, but his eyes suddenly changed after he saw a shoulder bag dropped in the hallway.

He bent down to pick up the bag, opened the lock, and took out a student ID with a photo from it. Then, Uozuka Saburo's face became so gloomy that water seemed to be about to ooze out of it.

"This is really the worst outcome." With a serious expression, he ran out of Fuchijima Tomoichi's house, came to the hidden location of his car, opened the door, started the engine, and then took out the handheld satellite positioning display from the compartment in the trunk.

Looking at the red dot that was getting farther and farther away, Uozuka Saburo didn't hesitate. He stepped on the accelerator and drove out.

"Fortunately, I'm prepared!"

Saburo Uozuka had to be grateful that under the coercion of Kurosawa Hotaru, he had learned those things that he originally thought were tedious and boring.

For example, after meeting Reiko Akiba yesterday and learning that she might continue to have dealings with Tomoichi Fuchijima, he left a tracker in her bag while she was not paying attention.

What made Uozuka Saburo feel even luckier was that the bag that fell was Kinuchi Kinoshita's bag, not Reiko Akiba's bag.

"This direction isn't heading out of the city? Who are they?"

. . .

"I don't understand, why did you arrest us?"

After the veil on his face was removed and he saw the light again, Fuchima Tomoichi did not feel much relieved.

On the contrary, his heart sank to the extreme when he saw these three completely unfamiliar but unfriendly-looking men standing in front of him.

Almost half an hour had passed since these three men had come to his door. Although most of the time had been spent in the car taking many twists and turns, Fuchima Tomoichi felt that this was actually beneficial to him.

However, until now, Tomoichi Fuchijima has not found any trace of the person who was supposed to protect his companions.

“No, you should know it very well.” After Fuchima Tomoichi spoke, the man in the middle of the three men stepped forward and looked at Fuchima Tomoichi who was tied to the chair with a teasing look.

"Don't think your companion will come back to find you. Before he took you away, he had already fallen asleep in that apartment."

"..." A hint of grayness flashed across his eyes, and Fuchima Tomoichi's heart sank.

He felt that he was really unlucky. According to the original plan, he only needed to wait one more day to leave Osaka and go to Tokyo to carry out the next mission.

Wait, I didn't think about it too carefully before, but now thinking back, I should be a very important person in the plan. Why would my organization use the excuse of insufficient manpower and your low level of exposure to leave only one person around me to be responsible for coordinated protection?

"Looking at your expression, it seems like you've thought of something."

As if somewhat satisfied with Fuchijima Tomoichi's expression, the leading man in the trio smiled complacently, then took out his pistol from his waist and slowly pointed it at Fuchijima Tomoichi's left leg.

"I have something I want to ask you. I hope you can cooperate with me, Mr. Fuchijima Tomoichi."

"...I don't know you, I don't know what to say to you..."

"boom!"

"Ugh!!"

. . .

"Shoot, shoot, Reiko!"

A suppressed and trembling voice came out from Kinoshita Menei's mouth in a low voice. At this moment, the bitterness and fear on Kinoshita Menei's face had reached the extreme.

She never imagined that a simple visit would end up like this!

"Lianzi, are we going to die here?"

Tears flowed uncontrollably as she looked at Fuchijima Tomoichi screaming in pain after being hit by a bullet and Kinoshita Menei felt that she was really unlucky.

"Don't cry, Mian Ying, calm down, we will be fine."

Compared to Kinoshita Menei who couldn't control her tears, Akiba Reiko who was standing back to back with her hands tied was in better condition.

Although there was the proper fear in his eyes, there was more of an irrepressible expectation and trust.

She had a good memory, and was very confident in Uozuka Saburo's explanation of his mission yesterday.

"Keep an eye on Tomoichi Fuchijima at all times."

Reiko Akita took a deep breath and calmed her heart which was beating faster and faster due to fear, after silently repeating what Uozuka Saburo said with a sad expression.

"I believe you, Uncle Kurosawa."

222: Mr. Uozuka took another step without realizing it~

"You're still being stubborn. What are you holding on to? Tell us what happened and we'll let you go. Isn't that a simple matter?"

"Let me go?"

With blood at the corner of his mouth and bruises all over his face, Tomoichi Fuchima reluctantly raised his head and looked with disdain at the man who had shot him twice in the leg.

"Do you think I will believe what you say?"

"I don't believe it. That's true. I don't even believe it myself."

He smiled and nodded. The man did not show any dissatisfaction with Yuandao Youichi's uncooperative attitude.

"What a pity! We have received a death order. We must get the news from you." After exchanging a glance with his two companions, the leading man decided not to waste any more time here.

"I wouldn't want to do this if I could help it. I'm so sorry."

After lighting a cigarette, the man stepped back a few steps and watched one of his companions take out a small package from his arms. Then he began his interrogation in the increasingly horrified eyes of Tomoichi Fuchijima.

With their eyes constantly changing, the man and another companion moved away from this somewhat bloody place.

"Sakaki, what should we do next?" After glancing at Tomoichi Fuchijima who was wailing under the torture instruments, his companion withdrew his somewhat unnatural gaze.

Although he knew that this was a necessary measure, the man named Dashan still found it difficult to adapt every time he saw his companion doing such a thing.

"I'm not sure what will happen next. Tokyo is in chaos right now. No one knows what changes will be made to the orders received on their phones when they open their eyes the next morning, let alone the plans they've prepared."

Shaking his head helplessly, Sakaki handed a cigarette to Oyama and exhaled a puff of smoke tiredly.

"The order from above is just for us to pry open the mouth of this Yuandao Youshi at all costs. We will discuss the rest after we report."

"Is that so? But I always feel it's a little weird." Touching his head and looking at Tomoichi Fuchima who was still struggling with his mouth blocked by his companions, Oyama's eyebrows were tightly locked together.

He always felt that something was wrong with today's mission.

"If this person named Fuchijima Tomoichi is really an important person, why is there only one person from that apartment protecting him?"

"I don't know about this either, but the higher-ups have great confidence in this intelligence. In fact, after we dealt with the surveillance man, didn't we successfully capture Tomoichi Fuchima?"

"It's just that there were some small accidents." Sakaki shifted his gaze slightly, feeling a little distressed as he looked at the two girls who had their hands tied and were standing quietly at the edge of the factory building, not daring to make a sound.

"Speaking of which, how do we deal with those two girls?" Noticing Sakaki's gaze, Oyama looked at Akiba Reiko and Kinoshita Tamae beside him with understanding.

"Although according to what Tomoichi Fuchijima said before, these two girls are just the children of his relatives in society and have nothing to do with our mission this time, but unfortunately, they arrived at a very unfortunate time and saw us."

Shaking his head helplessly, Sakaki looked distressed but the words he said did not contain the slightest bit of humanity.

"I understand. Leave it to me later." Dashan nodded in understanding and looked at the two girls shivering beside him with some regret.

For him, killing two young girls who should be considered innocent was indeed a very regrettable thing.

Unfortunately, the highest requirement for their operation this time is secrecy. Not to mention the hostile organizations, even the Japanese police would not be able to find anything wrong.

No, to be precise, the worst possible outcome would be if the Japanese police found out.

"But that little girl from Japan is really pretty. If she can live normally, she should be able to become a beauty that many men will fall in love with, right?"

Thinking about this somewhat ridiculous topic with some amusement, when Oyama was about to say something as a joke, he found that Sakaki beside him suddenly turned around very quickly and took out the pistol that he had just put on his waist.

Why does Sakaki look so scary? Is there something wrong with this factory?

This thought flashed through Dashan's mind, but the instincts from years of training and fighting made him slow down a step and he wanted to roll to the other side to create some distance between him and Sakaki.

That’s right! It was a sound! Although his mouth was blocked, Fuchima Tomoichi, who should have been screaming and whimpering in pain during the interrogation, had no sound, and his companion did not make any sound either!

At the moment of landing and rolling, Dashan heard two gunshots one after another. Without time to take a closer look, Dashan, who had already pulled out the pistol while rolling over, instinctively turned his body towards the direction of the dangerous aura that was constantly coming towards him and pulled the trigger fiercely.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Bullets kept pouring out and all hit the body that was approaching him quickly. However, Dashan, who hit the target, did not have the slightest relief on his face. Instead, his eyes were wide open with bloodshot eyes.

"Bang! Bang!"

"Ah!" Just when Dashan unconsciously paused his shooting action because of his turbulent mind, two consecutive gunshots were heard from behind Dashan's body, followed by a painful cry from the man who felt severe pain and dropped his pistol due to muscle twitching.

"Huh!" After making sure that the gun in Oyama's hand had fallen, Uozuka Saburo threw away Sakaki, who he was holding in his hands as a cover, and quickly walked up to Oyama. He used his hands and feet to twist both of his arms, and then tied the two broken hands behind his back with the belt on his body.

After doing all this, Uozuka Saburo quickly stood up and walked to Kinoshita Tamae, who still had tears on her face but was staring at him like an idiot, and Akiba Reiko, whose face was calm as if nothing had happened but whose eyes were looking at him with inexplicable heat and sparkle.

"Are you okay?" He quickly cut the ropes on the two women with his little hands. Just as he was about to check the situation, Uozuka Saburo said only one sentence when he was startled by a soft body that suddenly threw itself into his arms and hugged him tightly with the backhand.

He subconsciously wanted to push the girl away from his arms, but as he felt her body still trembling, he realized something and sighed. He softened his arms and gently patted and stroked the girl's back as if he was comforting a child.

"Okay, Reiko, I'm here. It's okay."