Ke Xue World: The Confrontation between Black and Red

Listening to the words of the captain of the Fire Brigade, I recalled the unforgettable past when I was almost thrown into the police academy for retraining, and the time when I was infected with anger and was hit by an iron fist at a young age.

Kenji Hagiwara, who was always good at socializing, suddenly fell silent.

He didn't even dare to look at Jinpei Matsuda.

The noise of the explosion was naturally noticed by the members of the fire brigade who were conducting firefighting and rescue operations at the Fusong Hotel.

But when they got there, the place had been destroyed beyond all recognition of its original appearance.

After confirming that there were no casualties nearby, the search and rescue team members who checked the scene quickly reported the situation to the young captain of the fire mobile team.

After receiving the reply, the captain of the fire brigade relaxed his brows slightly, and then reminded them to pay attention to safety and be extra careful during the subsequent search and rescue.

The destruction of the underground fire hydrants near the Fuson Hotel meant that the water used for firefighting this time had to rely entirely on the support of fire trucks.

Therefore, in just over twenty minutes, a large number of fire trucks of all sizes gathered here.

The fire brigade members standing on the periphery were unable to completely control the fire with the help of truckloads of water and various fire-fighting equipment, but they bought the maximum rescue time for their teammates.

People in the hotel were rescued little by little, and those in serious conditions were taken away on the spot by ambulances. The panic caused by the fire was greatly alleviated as the rescue work progressed.

At this time, another group of people were escorted by members of the search and rescue fire brigade and entered the sight of everyone outside the cordon.

Among them, several foreign faces that looked different from their own people not only made the young captain of the fire brigade look at them several times, but also completely captured the attention of Matsuda Jinpei and others.

Yuya Kazami, who arrived a few minutes later than Jinpei Matsuda and Kenji Hagiwara, looked at Mingjing and his group as they walked out of the hotel and gradually approached the cordon.

The huge rock called pressure in my heart had just been put down halfway when a scream suddenly rang out.

"Be careful!!!"

“There’s a sniper!!!”

In a flash, Hondou Eisuke, who was supported by someone but looked more like he was being held hostage, broke free from the two hands that were holding him.

He threw himself on Lilia Callisto.

"puff!"

The bullet that cut through the five hundred meter sky grazed Hondou Eisuke's neck and bright red blood instantly flowed out from his neck.

Soon a large area was dyed red.

On a tall building five hundred meters away, Chianti stared at Hondou Eisuke in the sight in astonishment, his eyes almost popping out.

It took him a while to regain his sanity and he started to curse:

"What is this guy Daiquiri doing? Is his brain eaten by a dog? He actually rushed to rescue people."

And Rum, what a look, who should he choose to arrange Daiquiri to do the task.

He even called me all the way from Italy.

They said that this kind of newcomer was unreliable. How could a young man who had just been given a code name for less than two months be qualified to participate in this operation?

If you want to smuggle contraband to gild your men, you should at least pick someone who is reliable.

This guy is even more like an undercover agent than an undercover agent.

Considering the rum, Chianti only cursed.

But in my heart, I felt very happy cursing.

Of course, this did not prevent her from disassembling the sniper rifle in her hand.

Just as Chianti finished disassembling the sniper rifle and was about to put it into the gun bag, a bullet shot towards her at an angle.

"Chianti, be careful."

Cohen, who was at a shooting point not far away, quickly reminded.

I don’t know if today is a lucky day that only comes once in a century in Chianti, or if it is her destiny that she is destined not to die here today.

In short, the bullet that was heading straight for her fatal point only grazed the side of her face.

A bloody mark was added to the butterfly tattoo at the corner of her eye.

Blood flowed down the wound, but Chianti didn't bother to wipe the blood from his face.

After throwing a smoke bomb and dumping all the disassembled parts of the sniper rifle into the gun bag, she quickly left the rooftop of the high-rise building.

at the same time,

Cohen, who was not far from Chianti, quickly aimed his sniper rifle in the direction of the bullet in order to confirm the identity of the attacker and cover Chianti's retreat.

But before he could see clearly what the attacker in the sight looked like, he heard a sound of breaking air and a bullet flew towards him.

But this time, Cohen was not as lucky as Chianti.

The bullet, just as its owner had initially intended, pierced Cohen's gun hand.

Chianti retreated behind the rooftop door and heard gunshots and a muffled groan in the headset. He immediately knew that his partner Cohen had been attacked.

It’s a pity that she can’t take care of herself now.

In order not to distract Cohen, she didn't even make a sound, and her steps became even faster.

Cohen, who was shot in the hand and was at a sniper point in another high-rise building, was more decisive than Chianti.

He even threw away his precious sniper rifle.

After hiding in a safe corner, he immediately reported the situation to others in the communication channel.

Although the time between noticing the sniper attack and being hit was extremely short.

But this did not affect Cohen's accurate judgment that the sniper who shot at him and the sniper who shot at Chianti were two people in different locations.

Through the communication headset, Zhu Fujingguang heard Cohen's brief report very clearly.

Then, Gin's cold voice came from the communication channel:

"Scotland, cover the retreat of Chianti and Cohen."

"Yes."

A few minutes later,

The first clash between snipers from the red and black forces ended so briefly.

Where gunshots were once heard and smoke was blown, now only the whistling of the wind remains.

However, is it really over so easily?

Not to mention the senior officials of the Metropolitan Police Department who gathered in the conference room again for a tense meeting after receiving the news.

Just people like Hagiwara Kenji, who witnessed everything that happened at the scene, felt that today's events were far from over.

Look at the Black Organization’s performance yesterday. One of the members of the Mingjing Exchange Group was shot dead on the spot before he even stepped onto the land of Tokyo after getting off the plane.

Without waiting for dark, he poisoned the second person in the hotel lobby, where there were many people coming and going.

And now, it was only morning, and they had suffered another setback. How could the people from the Black Organization easily swallow this humiliation?

just,

At this moment, none of them had expected that the Black Organization's comeback would come so quickly, so fiercely, and so... murderous.

At that time, the members of the Mingjing team were attacked by a sniper, but fortunately they were rescued by a teenager. Only then was the news that they were safe and sound passed back to the Metropolitan Police Department.

Less than ten minutes.

...

In a temporary safe spot,

Chianti, with a piece of gauze on the corner of his eye, glared at Hondou Eisuke who seemed to have lost his soul, and turned to look at the closed door of the medical room.

Cohen's hand was pierced by a bullet, leaving a bloody hole. No matter how urgent the treatment was, he could only ensure that his wound would not worsen.

In order to heal the wound, maintain the flexibility and stability of the hand and restore it to normal, more professional treatment is needed.

Of course, this is not a result that can be achieved in a short period of time, but requires a period of recuperation.

The bloody hole on Cohen's hand was quite large, and it took him a little longer to evade police pursuit, so the treatment would take much longer than Chianti.

By the time he came out after suturing the wound, it was already noon.

Chianti wasn't the only one outside the door.

Cohen looked at Hondou Eisuke in surprise. Knowing that his partner was curious about something, Chianti curled his lips secretly, but still explained to him:

"Lord Rum sent someone to rescue him."

In front of Rum's subordinate, Hondou Eisuke, Chianti used a respectful title to address Rum.

Of course, in reality, she still had a lot of resentment.

However, although Chianti has a quick temper and seems to have no brains, he actually has some brains.

She knew that Rum and her immediate superior were not in the same faction, but she did not show any complete rift with them like she had with the equipment team.

That's why she dared to complain to Gin directly, saying things without thinking and making him angry, and she will do it again next time.

He dared to speak rudely and sarcasticly to Vermouth.

But when it comes to rum, they will still put on some pretense.

Before I speak, I will think about it a little.

In Chianti's opinion, if Rum hadn't sent this kid over, her previous shot would not have missed.

She said that the attack on her and Cohen later had little to do with Hondou Eisuke, but she couldn't help but vent her anger on him.

Especially when he saw Hondou Eisuke's eyes, Chianti couldn't help but think of someone.

I remembered Kil, who used to work with me and committed suicide after his undercover identity was discovered.

No, it should be called... Hondou Eikai.

"Daiquiri, what's your real name?"

The more he looked, the more he felt that Hondou Eisuke's eyes were exactly the same as Kiel's, so Chianti couldn't help but ask Hondou Eisuke.

Hondou Eisuke ignored her.

In other words, although he is here now, his soul is still floating outside.

Chianti was very angry at Hondou Eisuke's attitude of ignoring her, and her limited brain was directly squeezed into a corner by the boiling anger.

Seeing that a wonderful fight was about to begin, Gin at the side finally spoke up to stop Chianti.

“Chianti.”

Gin called out Chianti's code name coldly.

Chianti looked unwilling and continued to glare at Hondou Eisuke for a few more times, but finally calmed down.

Morofushi Kagemitsu, who was leaning against the wall, witnessed all of this and his eyes swept over Hondou Eisuke.

Beneath the silent and cold face, there are constantly surging thoughts.

If Chianti relied on his eyes to doubt the identity of Hondou Eisuke.

So, Morobushi Kagemitsu saw Hondou Eisuke for the first time through the sniper rifle scope.

It is confirmed that the organization's new member Daikiri is the younger brother of Hondou Eikai who has been missing since his death.

When he just learned that Hondou Eikai's mother was murdered and his brother was missing, Morobushi Kagemitsu also wondered if there might be other reasons behind Hondou Eisuke's disappearance.

But it was not until they met again that he realized that Hondou Eisuke's disappearance was not a silent murder, nor was it a secret revenge plan under an assumed identity, but... he fell into Rum's hands.

A new member of the organization, a rising star from the training camp, he was favored by Rum before he was given a code name.

Thinking carefully about the gossip and adjectives about Daiquiri in the organization, he looked at Hondou Eisuke, who was now in a daze and in a state of confusion.

No matter how much Zhu Fu Jingguang didn't believe it, he knew that it was impossible for Hondou Eisuke to go undercover and seek revenge in secret.

Although Rum is blind in one eye, he does not have Alzheimer's disease.

What's more, even Chianti began to have doubts.

Gin, who always suspects people of being undercover agents, not only stopped Chianti, but also turned a blind eye to Hondou Eisuke's strange behavior.

What else could this be if it wasn't because he knew Daiquiri's true identity.

It's impossible that he was suddenly possessed by evil spirits.

And just as Morobushi Kagemitsu thought, Gin did know that Daikiri was the younger brother of CIA undercover agent Hondou Eikai.

In addition, he also knew that Hondou Eisuke's absent-minded and dazed look was because he was in inner pain.

Of course, Gin didn't care about these. Compared to Hondou Eisuke's own condition and life and death, he only cared about the relationship between Hondou Eisuke and the real leader of Narukugi.

Hondou Eisuke's pounce certainly made Chianti return empty-handed, but it also allowed him to discover who the real leader hidden among the Ming whales was.

Moreover, this person has a close relationship with Hondou Eisuke that is different from that between ordinary people.

"Master Gin, Master Rum sent me to bring back Daiquiri."

Curacao should have arrived as soon as possible, but was delayed for some unknown reason and arrived late.

After looking at Hondou Eisuke, he told Gin his purpose.

Seeing that Rum's confidant came and wanted to take people away with him, Chianti rolled his eyes even more righteously.

"Hi~"

Then, Chianti, completely oblivious to the injury on his eye, gasped softly.

"Let's go, Daiquiri."

Gin was naturally in a bad mood because his men were injured and could not carry out their mission for a short period of time.

However, he did not hold Hondou Eisuke responsible for this.

Seeing Gin nod, Curacao turned his gaze back to Hondou Eisuke and greeted him.

Afterwards, Morofushi Kagemitsu saw Hondou Eisuke, who was trapped in his own inner world, like a puppet with his limbs pulled by thin strings.

He responded and followed Curacao, leaving this temporary safe place.

"This is…?"

Chianti asked Gin what Zhufu Jingguang was thinking.

Gin snorted coldly and gave an explanation:

"Hypnosis command. Rum and the people in the Ninth Laboratory are really like-minded. They both like to use this kind of disgusting method."

Hearing the words "Ninth Laboratory", Chianti and Cohen, who knew something about it, fell silent.

Zhu Fu Jingguang didn't know much, but he had heard of the reputation of the Ninth Laboratory in the organization.

Compared with the other major laboratories that are unknown and secretive, the Ninth Laboratory is very famous.

It is said that no matter how strong an undercover agent is at withstanding interrogation, he will confess everything once he takes a trip to the Ninth Laboratory.

All it takes to go from a tough nut to crack to a loyal one is the Ninth Laboratory.

Hypnotic instructions?

There was a clear trace of disgust in Zhu Fu Jingguang's eyes.

"So Daiquiri is not ordinary."

Chianti continued to ask more and more questions.

But this time, Gin did not give an answer, but asked them to rest and wait for the latest orders.