Surviving this year in the world of Conan is victory Chapter 264: I remember this shot
Jump?!
Before Hiroki Sawada could react, he felt his feet leaving the ground again.
It feels like you are sitting in the back seat of a speeding motorcycle, and you happen to be a disabled person who has lost both arms. You cannot wrap your arms around the motorcyclist to gain a sense of security.
Fujiwara Yu lifted up Hiroki Sawada with one hand, took out the signal jammer from his trouser pocket, threw it directly around the corner and attached it to the wall. All surveillance cameras within a radius of 20 meters would be blocked, which was enough for him.
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He quickly ran to the fire hydrant cabinet next to the fire escape, raised his foot and kicked the lock hanging on it away. This operation made Hiroki dumbfounded.
This... is just like a scene that only appears in European and American blockbusters, so cool!
Fujiwara Yuko didn't know what Hiroki Sawada was thinking. He raised his left hand and aimed at the four points planned in advance. His rapid shots directly formed a rectangle on the glass curtain wall. When slight cracks appeared in the glass, he still did not stop shooting.
, after changing the magazine, continue to shoot again at the place where you shot.
Bang bang bang bang bang!
The sound of gunfire will naturally attract people, but fortunately, the surveillance is blocked at the beginning, which can free up a lot of time.
"Hiroki, turn on the phone I put in your coat pocket and call back the call you just made."
"Hey? Okay."
Sawada Hiroki obediently put his hand into his pocket and took out the flip phone. After calling back, a strange man's voice came from the other end. Just from the voice, you could tell that the man was young and he should be a cheerful type.
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"Mr. Creel, can I get closer?"
"Well, be prepared and remember to cooperate."
"no problem!"
Fujiwara Yu saw that the glass curtain wall in front of him had achieved the effect he wanted. He lowered his head and looked at Sawada Hiroki. What flashed through his eyes was madness. He had suppressed his nature for a long time, just like when he dared to be alone in the police academy.
It's like entering a racetrack.
"Hey, Hiroki, are you ready? It's about to jump."
Gudu.
Sawada Hiroki swallowed nervously. After taking a deep breath, he finally prepared himself mentally. But before he could answer, the feeling that his life was in the hands of others came again. Why was he already running before he could answer?
Got it!
Fujiwara Yu leaned over and directly picked up the fire extinguisher dragged out of the fire hydrant cabinet, and slammed it towards the rectangular crack on the glass. After the huge crack appeared, he protected the front with his left hand and hugged Sawada Hiroshi tightly with his right hand.
The tree, the speed of the run-up and the elbow strike successfully expanded the crack until it was completely broken.
Wow.
The glass collapsed.
After Fujiwara Yu broke through the glass curtain wall, his whole body fell downwards. Sawada Hiroki, who was hugged by him, was so scared that he couldn't open his eyes. This was the first time he experienced this feeling of weightlessness. It turns out that this is what it feels like to jump off a building...
…My internal organs felt uncomfortable, and I felt like they were about to burst out of my throat.
"Mr. Creel!"
White's call came from the cell phone that Hiroki Sawada was holding tightly. Within half a second, the beam from the helicopter came down from above, and the rope that appeared in front of him was the one he had been waiting for.
After falling from the 50th floor to nearly the 30th floor, Fujiwara Yuu pulled in the rope lowered from the helicopter, and used the strength of his waist and abdomen to quickly wrap it around his arm several times to ensure that it would not loosen. Plan B was still here.
Considered complete.
Next, all he had to do was wait for the automatic rope retractor to pull him up. Fujiwara Yu, who was completely relaxed, was also joking. He looked down at the pale Hiroki Sawada, raised his eyebrows and asked:
"How is it? Do you feel like riding a roller coaster?"
"...I want to vomit."
Fujiwara Yu's face instantly collapsed when he heard this. He didn't want to hold a child who would vomit. Now he wanted to climb up with one hand, with the word "disgust" written all over his face.
Well, of course it's impossible to climb with one hand, and he's not a monkey in the zoo.
"Be patient, you can do whatever you want on the plane... eh!"
The severe pain coming from his right shoulder made Fujiwara Yuu almost let go, which made Hiroki Sawada who already wanted to vomit even worse, but he quickly calmed down and took the initiative to hug Krel with his little hands so that Krel could relax.
A little bit.
"Mr. Krell! The guy on the other end of the phone, please raise the helicopter quickly!"
After hearing this, White immediately let the helicopter continue to rise and drive away from the area. His frown could tell that he was worried, and he did not know where Mr. Creel was injured.
Hiroki Sawada naturally knew what the warm liquid that splashed on his face was. He stretched his neck and tried to poke his head out to look at the person standing in front of the broken glass curtain wall. She was a blond woman wearing a red evening dress.
Speaking,,,edition.]
The rope finally shrank to the top. Fujiwara Yuu gritted his teeth and exerted force with his right hand. After successfully sending Hiroki Sawada into the helicopter, he grabbed the pedal of the helicopter with his right hand and slowly untied the rope with his left hand.
With the ropes on his arms and his waist and abdomen, he lifted up into the air and landed inside the helicopter.
The movement was indeed very cool, but the moment he fell inside, he fell directly under the seat and raised his right shoulder with force. It was undoubtedly a secondary trauma to his unhealed wound, and the pain made his entire handsome face distorted.
He barely held onto the chair to support his body, and looked back at the Schindler Company headquarters building, which was far away from him, but could not see clearly who the shooter was.
"Mr. Creel, the shooter was a blond woman in red." Hiroki Sawada seemed to understand Creel's thoughts. He reached out and tried to help him while answering.
The blond woman in red was indeed what she thought.
It's Chrissy Wynyard.
——"Hey? Claire, what's going on over there? Are you injured?"
Fujiwara Yuu leaned weakly on the seat with the support of Sawada Hiroki. He had a cold originally, but now he just felt weak and sweating. If nothing else, he should have a low fever now.
"It's just that the bullet grazed the shoulder. It's not serious. Just go to the old place and prepare something for me."
——"You are not planning to treat yourself, are you? This is no joke, Claire, I think it is better for you to go directly to the hospital now, the equipment there is better."
Yin Sen Hondo didn't know that Fujiwara Yu was good at medical skills. After all, he had never seen him injured since he became a CA agent. Of course, minor injuries suffered during training at the headquarters were not included in the calculation.
Fujiwara Yu took out the unopened sterile gauze from his pocket with a calm expression on his face. He reached out to hold the gauze and pressed it on the wound, skillfully starting to stop the bleeding.
"Don't worry, I have my own sense of discretion. Hiroki, take off your shirt and lend it to me."
He reached out and took the shirt Hiroki Sawada handed him, and after three strokes, five divided by two, it turned into a triangular scarf. At least this pressurized bandaging method can be used to stop bleeding in an emergency.
It’s not that Fujiwara Yu wants to show off, he just never underestimates the organization’s intelligence network in the United States. If he goes to the hospital to treat a gunshot wound at a time like this, the organization will most likely know about it... When his identity is exposed, he will not be able to be fair.
What kind of Osaka policeman do you want to be? You can only return to the CA headquarters in disgrace with the mission failure.
He still has a lot of things to do, how could he just admit defeat like this?
Fujiwara Yuu's mind couldn't help but think of the official photos he searched for when he was looking up Chrissy Wynyard.