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Chapter 602 Organization members with different agendas

 Kenzo Masuyama picked up the pistol and put on the silencer. He hurried upstairs. If it weren't for his old age and lack of physical strength, he would have caught Shirley long ago and had to expose her accomplices to her.

They were killed together.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but get excited, and climbed the stairs much faster, until he reached the banquet hall on the seventy-fifth floor. He knew that Shirley couldn't run to the top of the building, so he must be hiding somewhere on the seventy-fifth floor.

Masuyama Kenzo kicked over the stainless steel trash can next to him. The loud noise did not make the defenseless Shirley surrender. It seemed that she was still the same as when she was a child. Did she also have a heart that did not care about the lives of others under her cold appearance?

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He glanced at the bar counter. Gin had asked him to come here to install a bomb before. In order to avoid any accident when he retreated, he had to ensure that the bomb on the seventy-fifth floor did not detonate.

Masuyama Kenzo lifted up the tablecloth and made sure there was no one inside before walking to the next table.

He did not forget to raise his voice and shouted in the direction where he had not yet checked:

"Shirley! You'd better come out, I don't intend to kill you, as long as you follow me back to the organization!"

Hiding behind the bar counter, Miyano Shiho was bandaging Miyano Akemi who had been shot in the arm. She tried her best not to make any noise, but when she saw the wound, her eyes turned red.

It's all my fault that my sister was hurt. I must find a way to get out of here before Kenzo Masama finds out.

Even if he is recaptured by Kenzo Masuyama and returned to the organization, he cannot let his sister be put in danger because of him.

Miyano Akemi noticed her sister's gradually unstable mood. She stretched out her uninjured hand and gently smoothed Shiho's smooth hair. It had been a long time since she had seen her grow up. She was even taller than herself.

She smiled at Shiho and reassured her - we will be fine.

After Kenzo Masuyama lifted the last tablecloth again, he still didn't see Shirley. He frowned and looked in the direction of the stage. Could it be that he was hiding backstage?

His eyes moved toward the backstage that was covered by a red curtain, only to find a strange-looking badge on the ground.

Kenzo Masuyama stretched out his hand to loosen the tie around his neck, and walked closer to the stage. He squatted down and picked up the badge. He suddenly remembered that this badge had appeared in Shirley's hands. It seemed that she was hiding in it.

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The corner of his mouth was slightly raised, one hand was placed in front of the red curtain, and the other hand raised the pistol equipped with a silencer and said:

"Shirley, stop hiding, I've found you here."

However, the moment Kenzo Masuyama opened the red curtain, before he could fire, the huge display screen covered by the red curtain came crashing down on him.

Kojima Mota, who pushed down the huge display screen with all his strength, happily jumped on the spot and shouted:

"Okay, we succeeded!"

"Stop it, run away, this bad guy still has a gun in his hand!"

Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya and Ayumi Yoshida pushed the dancing Kojima Genta and ran towards the bar counter. They had just witnessed a strange girl helping Miyasaka Asami hide there.

The children's voices successfully attracted Miyano Shiho's attention. She looked at the young detective team running toward her in surprise. She never thought that the people who helped her create an escape opportunity would be these children.

She thought of the terror of the organization and its cruel methods, and opened her mouth to accuse them of why they didn't escape. However, she didn't expect that Yoshida Ayumi directly grabbed her hand. It was obvious that her palm was sweating, and her little hand was trembling, but she still raised it.

Smile:

"Sister, let's run quickly, the bad guys will catch up soon!"

The words of accusation were stuck in his throat. Miyano Shiho nodded silently, helped up the injured Miyano Akemi, and tried to escape downwards under the leadership of the Young Detective Team.

At this time, they could only delay as much time as possible and stay away from Masuyama Kenzo, who might still have a chance to escape the range of the signal jammer. Only by sending out a cry for help would they have any hope of survival.

The seventy-fifth floor instantly became quiet. I don’t know how long it took before Masuyama Kenzo struggled to push away the huge display screen that was pressing on him. If he hadn’t protected his head when he was pressed against him, the annoying little devil almost succeeded.

Already.

He took out the signal jammer from his pocket, turned it off and dialed Belmode's number on his mobile phone. He no longer wanted to capture Shirley alive, he wanted to kill all these guys without leaving a single one alive.

"Hey, Belmod, arrange for a helicopter to go to the roof, wait for me to kill Shirley and take me out of here."

"No problem, but are you sure Shirley is at the venue? Isn't her eyesight dim?" When Belmod said this, she turned off the headset. She didn't want her communication with Pisk to be known to others.

"Huh, I've seen her when she was a child. I won't tell you anymore. Remember to arrange a helicopter."

As a child?

Belmode frowned slightly. She did not pay attention to the child when she was at the meeting. She suddenly thought of a certain possibility, a cold light flashed in her eyes, and she dialed Scotch's number directly.

At this time, Morofushi Kagemitsu, who was waiting on the top floor of the building, didn't have time to answer the phone. He honestly raised his hands and put them by his ears. The man standing in front of him was none other than Shuichi Akai, the rye whiskey who defected from the organization.

How come someone from the FBI is in Japan?

Akai Shuichi raised the revolver in his hand and pointed at the headset without speaking.

Zhufu Jingguang was a little surprised when he saw this scene. Did Akai Shuichi know his true identity? The person who told him could only be Ayu. So, Ayu also cooperated with the FBI?

He frowned slightly. If Zero knew about this, he would definitely get angry. But if you think about it carefully, now that Ayu is from the CIA, it is also a very magical thing to cooperate with the enemy FBI.

However, their goals are the same, and he is quite willing to cooperate in this regard.

Zhu Fu Jingguang turned off his headset, with a smile on his lips, and said:

"Long time no see, Rai, you are willing to cut off your long hair."

"Oh, I didn't expect that the person here would be you. Scotland, relax, I have no hostility towards you, I know your identity, so there is no need to pretend to be like those guys."

"So what do you want to do here?"

"Don't hurt Krel, he's still in the building. There's nothing else to say. Just pretend I've never been here." Akai Shu put the gun back into the holster, waved his hand and left.

Zhu Fu Jingguang squinted his eyes. He turned on the headset again and answered the call from Bellmod. He was about to speak out, but he didn't know that the first thing he heard from Bellmod was to turn off the headset.

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He had no choice but to turn off the headset again and asked:

"What? Is there something you can't let Gin hear?"

"It's nothing, I just want to tell you, don't kill that CIA agent, he is my prey."

Zhufu Jingguang was stunned for a moment. The CIA agent Belmod spoke of was A-Yu, right? Could it be that A-Yu had offended Belmod?

He couldn't deduce the connection between them for a while, so he could only say:

"Well, what about Pisk?"

"Be sure to kill him. He will return to the roof later. I think you won't miss it, right? Scotland."

"It's only a distance of five hundred yards, very easy."

"Okay~ Then I'll wait for your good news."


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