Chapter 1942 The life and death of Mishima leaves (5)
A man devotes himself to protecting his wife, and the energy he erupts is unimaginable. The speed at which the three island leaves bounce is so fast that it almost breaks through the limits of human beings.
When Reiko Shimizu was surprised, Mishimaha suddenly pulled away Reiko Shimizu's knife hand with both hands, pulled her wife behind her with one hand, and pushed Reiko Shimizu away with force with the other hand.
In the blink of an eye, the situation reversed.
When Reiko Shimizu was pushed backwards, her heart skipped a beat. She vaguely saw the middle-aged woman behind Mishima bending down, her hand hanging down to touch her right ankle, but she couldn't realize what was wrong with the middle-aged woman.
Mishima's heart was beating fast. In the sudden burst, his ears were almost deafened, and he did not notice the unusual behavior of the person behind him.
At the corner of the stairs, Akai Shuichi could see the middle-aged woman's movements very clearly. He also saw the woman's cold eyes and the cold, sarcastic smile at the corner of her mouth, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
This smile...
It's Belmode!
That kind of acting that matches the character's reactions throughout the whole process and makes her cry without any flaws can only be achieved by Bermod, who once had a reputation as a powerful actress!
Belmod bent down and touched the gun hidden under her long skirt with her right hand. She stared at Mishimaha's back. Seeing that Mishimaha was unaware of the strange thing behind her, she smiled sarcastically at the corner of her mouth and quickly pulled out the gun, preparing to follow the instructions.
Plan a back attack for Mishimaha.
When the gun was completely pulled out, a small vase was thrown forcefully from Shuichi Akai's hand. From the dim staircase, it hit Belmod's right wrist in a nearly straight trajectory.
Bermod saw the vase flying towards him from the corner of his vision. He was surprised and stepped back. He subconsciously moved his right hand and aimed the gun at the staircase where the vase flew from.
The vase flew past the gun, causing the muzzle to deflect slightly. After that, it made no further progress and hit the ground hard, shattering into pieces.
But it's not completely useless.
After Mishima saw a foreign object flying towards the stairs, he subconsciously turned around to confirm his wife's position and protect her. When he turned around, he saw the gun in his wife's hand.
His wife is just an ordinary woman with no power, otherwise he would not be so determined to fight and regret so much for involving his wife. However, the woman in front of him clearly has a face and figure that he is familiar with, but her face is cold.
, his eyes are sharp, and even his movements with the gun are skillful...
Belmode: "..."
The back attack failed, embarrassing.
Reiko Shimizu was pushed and fell to the ground: "..."
What's going on? Why does Mishima Akiko have a gun in her hand?
After Belmode came to his senses, he paid careful attention to the dark place at the corner of the stairs.
Apart from the three of them, no one should be here, and she didn't receive a warning call from the organization... What happened?
"You..." Mishima took two steps back, looking at Belmod's face and scanning the gun in his hand. After all, it was the terrifying sense of strangeness and distance that gave him the answer in his heart, and he immediately ran into the door next to him.
The door of the house was locked.
Belmode made a prompt decision and tore off the disguise on his face. He still stared at the corner of the stairs and threw the gun in his hand to Reiko Shimizu on the ground. "We don't have much time. You catch up and kill Mishima as soon as possible."
Get rid of it! Leave this to me!"
Reiko Shimizu witnessed the "face-breaking" performance with her own eyes. After the gun hit the floor in front of her, she suddenly came to her senses, picked up the gun, got up, chased towards the door of the room where Mishima escaped, and shot and broke the door lock.
"Boom!"
Then there was the sound of window glass breaking.
Mishima escaped through the window and ran anxiously along the wall to the backyard.
Behind, Reiko Shimizu, who was catching up, was not wearing shoes. The glass fragments on the ground should be able to slow down Reiko Shimizu, but the area seemed to be full of companions of these people. The gate behind the courtyard may not be safe, so where should he escape?
In the house, after Shuichi Akai threw the vase, he immediately walked quietly up the stairs to the second floor, thinking quickly about the next response strategy in his mind.
There is no other way. The people in the organization are in a hurry to evacuate. Belmode will not waste time. Once he sneaks up on Mr. Mishima, he will probably go towards the vital point. By then it will be too late for him to save people. The only way is to wake up Mr. Mishima.
, let Mr. Mishima discover that there is something wrong with his wife behind him, and then let Belmod throw a trap to attract Belmod's attention.
What is left to do depends on Mr. Mishima's ability, because his existence has been exposed. In this environment surrounded by members of the organization, it is difficult to protect oneself. It is the ability to take Mr. Mishima away.
The best case scenario is that Mr. Mishima can delay it until the so-called 'colleagues' come over.
He must also deal with Belmod carefully and leave here as soon as possible...
"What's going on?...Someone sneaked into the house...Yes..."
While Akai Shuichi quietly retreated to the second floor, Bellmode did not catch up. He just stood in the living room on the first floor, seemingly talking to someone on the phone.
Shuichi Akai came up with a series of possibilities:
Bellmod played the recording in the living room on the first floor, making him think that Bellmod had not caught up. In fact, Bellmod had sneakily approached, preparing to kill him by surprise, or to have others in the organization climb through the window to the attic and outflank him...
The core members of the organization are definitely cunning!
Therefore, he could not take it lightly. He had to follow the plan and first find a place where he could easily evacuate and hide.
"Ok! Then I'll retreat first."
In the living room, there was the sound of Belmod approaching the door and gradually receding, followed closely by the sound of the door opening.
Akai Shuichi was startled, and quickly looked towards the courtyard wall downstairs. His eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the floors and walls and see what was happening below, with an uncontrollable look of astonishment on his face.
Since the organization has already prepared and the time for action is limited, then...
In the yard, Mishima Ye was also stunned near the corner of the house, looking equally astonished.
Shimizu Reiko chased behind with a gun, and found that Mishimaha slowed down her steps, slowly raised her right hand holding the gun, and did not relax at all as she ran forward.
"boom--!"
Fire broke out from one side of the courtyard of the house, and the impact of the explosion instantly shattered the courtyard wall and lifted up the grass.
The flying debris and soil were quickly rolled into a huge ball of black smoke in the strong wind, covering half of the house.
"Bah..."
In the car at the intersection outside, Takatori Yanao watched the screen turn into darkness, then turned to look at Bermod who got into the car in the back seat.
Chi Feichi was sitting in the passenger seat, with his right hand on the window of the car, holding a mobile phone in his hand. When Belmod got in the car, he pressed the dial button on the mobile phone with his finger.
The entered digits are dialed.
"Beep...beep..."
"boom--!"
An explosion also occurred in the living room on the first floor of the house.
The window of the bungalow facing the street was shattered, and glass shards flew onto the water-filled sidewalk.
Residents across the street looked fearfully from their windows, their horrified eyes always fixed on the burning bungalow.
Neighbors near the bungalow also screamed and ran with their families onto the street, screaming away from the bungalow that seemed to be full of danger.
No one paid attention to a black car driving towards the intersection.
In the chaos, the wheels of the car ran over a small shard of glass flying across the road, and drove towards the opposite street without stopping.
The explosion did not stop.
"Boom——! Boom——!"
Explosions occurred one after another behind the courtyard wall on the other side of the bungalow. The crumbling house was finally overwhelmed, and the roof and attic fell into the fire and smoke.
In the car turning around the intersection, Takatori Yannan glanced sideways at the black smoke-filled street.
"Art is explosion," Chi Feichi hissed, lowering his head to send an email on his mobile phone, "Belmode, you said someone sneaked into the house, what's going on?"
Belmod recovered from the successive big explosions, looked back at the front seat, and said with a smile, "You should have seen it through the camera on Qingshui's body. A vase suddenly hit the ground, alarming Mishima. At that time, it was
I was quite scared..."
Chi Feichi was silent for a moment and said in a hoarse voice, "We have been monitoring this place for two days in advance. During the operation, we had spies at the intersections, alleys, and apartment buildings around us. We did not receive any abnormal alerts. Logically speaking,
So, no one should be able to sneak into the house."
"Oh? No wonder I didn't receive your reminder call..." Belmod also felt a little weird. He took out a cigarette and bit it, guessing, "Could there be a homeless man who saw this house vacant and left it alone?"
Just sneaked into and lived upstairs in that house?"
Chi Feichi lowered his eyes and stared at his phone, editing the situation into the email, "It's impossible. Yesterday, Ginjiu and I came over to install bombs in person. Although we only looked around the house, looking at the traces on the door and windows,
It is impossible for anyone to come or go in this year or so..."
Belmode lit the cigarette between his fingers and frowned slightly.
She was suddenly worried that it might be Kudo Shinichi.
If that kid could find this place and try to sabotage their plan, it might be because he accidentally discovered the traces of their actions, or it might be because Lark's identity was exposed.
But suddenly she wasn't worried anymore. The silver bullet she was optimistic about wouldn't die so easily.
The whole house exploded, and there was a gap of nearly one minute between the first explosion of the courtyard wall. If it was that child, he should be able to find a way to escape from the danger.
And if Luck's identity is discovered by that kid, that will be a great thing that one can only hope for.
At least that's how it works for her.
Chi Feichi didn't know that Belmode was thinking wildly, so he sent the email to that person and continued hissing, "Of course, in order to prevent Mishima from being alerted that someone had entered the house, we did not go in or look at the house.
inside."
"Then don't worry about it. Regardless of whether someone sneaks in or not, in such a big explosion, it is impossible for people to survive. Even if that person is lucky enough not to die in the explosion and jumps out of the window in a hurry, we will be guarding him nearby.
"My colleagues found out," Belmod said in a leisurely tone while smoking a cigarette, "but it would be a pity to just give up the water."
"I didn't expect to need to take this step." Chi Fei hissed.
"I thought..." Belmod raised a smile, wondering if a certain Luck deliberately killed someone who might hate him in the future. However, considering that they were the ones responsible for the action, Luck couldn't control Mishima.
She and Shimizu Reiko stopped talking about their choice. She turned to look at the car hurriedly passing by. She saw two men in the front seat with sad and angry faces. She smiled and said, "It's nothing. It seems that the next plan will be the same."
It went very well, and the audience who came over were able to appreciate the curtain call of your art."