"Brother, should we take away the jewelry that the guy hid here?"
After Vodka scolded Kotaro Hirama enough, he started talking to Gin again, "That batch of jewelry was bought from the black market by Hirama with illegally earned money. There will be no purchase record anywhere, so it's okay."
We took the jewelry away together, and the police will not know the existence of that batch of jewelry and will not trace the whereabouts of the jewelry at all."
"Hmph..." Gin sneered, staring at the street with a gloomy gaze, "What we want to take away is not just the jewelry hidden here, but all... things like jewelry can be sold on the black market by changing hands.
, it will be difficult for the police to find the source if they want to investigate. Ping Jian has already prepared so many properties for us that are easy to handle. If we don’t take them all away, wouldn’t we be very sorry for the energy he has put in to continuously acquire them in the past few years?
?”
Chi Feichi smoked silently.
As expected, Gin was still such a bitch.
Gin received the mission a week ago and waited until tonight to take action. Wasn't it just to catch them all, not even the last batch of jewelry?
It's not the people who will be caught tonight, but the jewelry in Kotaro Hirama's hands that can be easily stored, transported, and sold.
After a little calculation of the wealth that Kotaro Hirama has accumulated over the years, he would like to think... this sheep is too fat tonight, really too fat.
Although most of the money from the realization of the jewelry will go to the organization's funds, a good harvest always makes people feel happy.
Vodka couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, "If you say that, we really have to thank that guy from Hirama. It's a pity that we agreed to send him to the laboratory. Otherwise, with all the contributions he has made to us,
I almost want to suggest giving him a happy one! However, we have given him more than one chance. If we want to blame him, we have to blame him for not cherishing it..."
At the street intersection, two crows suddenly flew up from the street lamp, flapped their wings and flew around the street lamp, then landed on the lamppost next to them.
When the crow flew, Chi Feichi and Ginjiu turned their attention to the intersection over there.
After the crow landed, Vodka received a call. He said a few words to the other party. After hanging up the phone, he whispered, "Brother, Luck, a car is coming, and the speed is relatively fast. Is there anyone we arranged there?"
You can clearly see who is sitting in the car, but it is not the car that we usually drive."
Gin put his left hand into his windbreaker jacket, subconsciously looked at the two crows that landed on the street lamp, and quickly looked away again.
The two crows flew over from the 1-chome laboratory in Cupido Town, and they were Lark's spies for early warning. But it was good enough that the crows could alert them that someone was approaching a car. Could he still expect the crows to help them distinguish them clearly?
Who is in the car?
The two crows had neither seen the photo of Kotaro Hirama, nor could they recognize the violent gang members or plainclothes policemen sitting in the car outside. No matter how smart they were, it would be difficult to help at this time.
Chi Feichi also watched the reactions of the two crows, and soon realized that the crows could not see what was going on in the high-speed car, so they continued to stare at the intersection.
A car drove into the intersection, gradually slowed down, and then stopped at the entrance of the park.
The passenger door opened, and Kotaro Hirama, who was wearing a brown casual suit, got out of the car, looked around, picked up a black round hat and put it on his head, turned around and talked to the people in the car.
Behind the gate, Vodka took out an infrared detector the size of a fist, put the detector outside the gate pillar, and pointed it in the direction of the vehicle.
Gin stood behind the doorpost, took out his tablet, and checked the images transmitted by the detector to the computer.
In the thermal image, in addition to Kotaro Hirama standing next to the car talking, the body of the driver in the car is also shown.
Compared to the skinny Kotaro Hirama, the driver seemed to be taller and stronger. Sitting in the car, when he turned to talk to Kotaro Hirama outside the car, he kept his head slightly lowered and his chin tightened, looking very respectful.
When Chi Feichi cast an inquiring look at Ginjiu, he noticed that Ginjiu was also looking at him. After thinking about it for a moment, he lowered his voice and said, "If it's not convenient to wait until we are alone, I'll arrest the two of them together."
"Then don't wait. The matter will be over as soon as possible, and we can go back and rest early," Gin responded in a low voice, looking sideways at the shadows cast by the cars on the street outside, with cold eyes, "Waiting for the day to come from the storage room
After getting something in the cabinet, let him now look forward to a bright future with wealth and freedom, and then ask him if he is happy about it..."
On the street outside the park gate, Kotaro Hirama turned around from the car and walked to the locker standing against the wall. He took out a key from his pocket, locked his eyes on the locker number he remembered, and stepped forward to take the key.
Insert it into the corresponding keyhole and enter the password.
"drop!"
After the cabinet made a slight beep, the cabinet door clicked open.
Kotaro Hirama turned around and looked around again. After confirming that there was no one around, he reached out and took out a backpack from the locker. He squatted down with the backpack, unzipped the backpack, and took out a backpack containing sapphire.
I opened the box, looked at it, and put it back in my backpack.
On the road behind, the burly driver of the car had fainted on his seat.
The driver's door of the car was wide open, and Gin stood in front of the door, holding a stun gun in his left hand that had just dropped to his side.
Vodka stood next to Gin, and Rena Minami poked her head out of the alley not far away. The two of them watched a young man with blond hair, blue eyes, and black clothes walking behind Kotaro Hirama. They couldn't help but hold their breath.
breathe.
Four steps, five steps...
Chi Feichi did not deliberately slow down. Every step landed firmly on the ground without making the slightest sound, just like a ghost strolling on the street, slowly approaching the target.
In front of the locker, Kotaro Hirama was still squatting on the ground, counting all the boxes and bags in his backpack to make sure that nothing was missing. He breathed a sigh of relief, his face relaxed, and a smile could not help but appear in his eyes.
The next second, something cold and hard pressed against the back of Kotaro Hirama's head.
Chi Feichi stood behind Kotaro Hirama and said in a hoarse voice, "Zip the backpack and throw it forward."
Kotaro Hirama did not dare to turn his head and look back casually. He turned his eyes to the right and saw two shadows on the ground one behind the other. He also saw the shadow of something that looked like a gun in the hands of the figure behind him. He hesitated for a second and then
He zipped up his backpack and threw it on the ground in front of him, "You, don't be impulsive..."
"I won't be impulsive," Chi Feichi heard the footsteps of Ginjiu approaching behind him. Without looking back, he said in a hoarse voice, "I am about to carry wealth and run towards freedom. Ginjiu wants me to ask you, you
Are you happy about this?"
Kotaro Hirama saw a shadow slowly approaching on the ground on his right. He recognized Gin and realized that someone from the organization had found him. His heart sank rapidly and his face turned pale.
"Gin..."
Ginjiu walked up to Chi Feichi and asked jokingly, "Can you answer the question just now?"
Kotaro Hirama was silent for a moment, and said in a calm voice as much as possible, "I have done enough for the organization. Now I just want to leave here. When I go to other countries, I will change my face and live with a different identity. I will not reveal anything."
Things related to the organization will not have any intersection with the organization."
"Oh?" Gin sneered, "Do you really think so?"
"Of course..." Kotaro Hirama said bravely, "You have evidence of my murder, but I also have accounts that record the flow of your funds. How about we separate amicably and hand over all those things to each other clearly.
If there is a chance, we might be able to continue to cooperate."
"Hirama, if the belief of 'maybe' is not strong enough, there is no need to say it anymore," Gin took two steps forward, passed by Kotaro Hirama, and reached the lockers. He leaned over and stretched out his black gloves.
With his right hand, he closed the cabinet door that had not yet been closed, "You have been working for the organization for five years, and we really can't bear to have you leave..."
When Kotaro Hirama heard what Gin said, his face darkened, he lowered his head and stared at the ground, clenching his teeth tightly.
He had long thought that the organization would not let him leave so easily, but even if he mentioned those accounts, it would still not work...
During these five years, the organization urged him to repay the debts he incurred when he received help, and this influenced his life.
He cannot leave behind those office employees who are of no use to the development of his firm and who always ask for benefits from him, because that is not conducive to the organization of illegal funds or the legalization of gray industries.
He cannot invest his money in other fields or do things that he is interested in, because the organization only needs him in finance and industrial transformation. He needs to develop the financial firm with all his strength and cannot take care of anything else.
He was involved in the crisis of the borrower's suicide, and people from the organization would contact him and say to him - 'Are you too complacent? Hurry up and deal with the impact of this crisis, and we will want you again soon.
Go do something. Now that you are involved in a dispute, many people will avoid you in the near future. That won't work'...
The driver he hired for the first two years accidentally overheard his conversation with someone who came to the door, and was killed in front of him. Those guys always hinted to him, 'If you don't do your job well, you will die.'
What made him most unbearable was that when the organization assigned him to do some illegal things, it actually left him with new clues. This also made him realize that the organization probably wanted to control him for the rest of his life.
If he is controlled by these guys for the rest of his life, what difference does it make if he ends up in jail?
No, he just killed a student back then. Even if he is arrested, he can be released from prison in fifteen years at most, but these guys plan to exploit him and pester him for the rest of his life!
Are you reluctant to let him go? These guys think he still has value in commanding and exploiting him!
Every time he thinks about this, he feels suffocated.