Chapter 498 Russian-Style Interception
"But that guy should be running to Saitama soon. There are so many police cars in Tokyo that we can't mobilize for the time being..."
Sato Miwako thought for a moment, then looked at Miyamoto Yumi, with a meaningful smile on her face and said: "Yumi, I remember that you seemed to have served as a committee member of the fraternity before, right?"
"well?"
Miyamoto Yumi was stunned when she looked at her best friend's smile.
Why do you have a bad feeling?
…………
Soon, using another social gathering as a bait, under the call of Miyamoto Yumi, several policemen in Saitama Prefecture actively cooperated with the action.
It can only be said that Yumi Miyamoto is so well-connected that she can call a lot of police whenever she opens her mouth.
If your social skills are perfected, it is a yes.
Many police cars acted together and locked onto the previous police car.
"Help!"
Takagi, who had no choice but to act as the villain, drove the car and passed the fake police car. A few little ones leaned out of the car window and shouted at the people in the police car.
"overtake!"
Fujino was sitting in Yumi Miyamoto's red panda patrol car.
"clear!"
Wearing high heels, Miyamoto Yumi stepped on the accelerator, and the Red Panda engine roared, and then overtook the fake police car driven by the robber.
As for why Fujino chose to ride the red panda.
Mainly because he had seen Miyamoto Yumi's driving skills.
And well... the Red Panda is cheap and has a big rear window.
When he passed the fake police car, Fujino opened the window and shouted: "I am Fujino from the Metropolitan Police Department. The car in front is a kidnapper who kidnaps children and kills them continuously. Please help us in the pursuit!"
"ha?!"
The man driving the car and wearing a police uniform was surprised.
Isn’t this so fucking outrageous?
Pretending to be a police officer can actually lead to a kidnapping case?
They are obviously the kidnappers!
"Deal with them first, and then we can escape from the side after a while!"
"Yes, I understand!"
The person in the back seat confessed, and the person driving in the front seat responded. After trying to change lanes repeatedly, he said in surprise: "There are also police cars on the left, and there are also police cars behind!"
"We're surrounded!?"
Several police cars surrounded them, and by the time they reacted, it was already too late.
"Damn it! We fell into the police's trap!"
The man in the trench coat cursed secretly, but the man in sunglasses was calm, smiled evilly, raised his pistol, and pointed it at James: "Why are you panic? We still have hostages in our hands!"
‘Hmph… These stupid thieves are really hopeless. ’
James, who was sitting in the back row, raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
As an FBI agent, of course he is familiar with this formation, it smells like his hometown.
As long as one person gives the order, everyone will brake and force the car to stop.
Then, while they are falling forward due to the impact, everyone will come up with guns to arrest these people...
"American stop...no, the American variant."
Fujino sat in the red panda, looking at the situation in the fake police car behind through the rearview mirror, and murmured to himself: "You should have learned this stuff in Hawaii, right?"
It just seems that Hawaii Vocational Circle Technical College did not teach the complete essence of American stopping.
After all, in a true American stop, you hit the car directly and knock it over...
"Miss Yumi, I'm sorry."
Fujino turned from the passenger seat and came to the back seat: "Let the Metropolitan Police reimburse you later."
"ah?"
Miyamoto Yumi turned around and saw Fujino's actions with a hint of confusion on her face. She couldn't help but be surprised: "What reimbursement?"
"The cost of repairing the rear windshield, of course."
Fujino steadied himself and took out a wooden knife, smashed the rear windshield, jumped out of the rear window, and locked onto the stopped car behind him.
His figure drew an arc between the two cars traveling at high speed.
"Crack!"
Under the influence of the differential speed, Fujino held a wooden knife and penetrated the car behind him, smashing it to pieces.
Then he burst into the car with a large pile of glass shards, and kicked Alejandro on the chest of the fake policeman in the driver's seat.
Click!
With a burst of shattering sounds, Fujino's flying kick continued to gain momentum after hitting a target, knocking down the seats in the front row, and then kicked the two fake detectives in the back row straight on the chests. .
Before they could react, the chests of the two people in the back row were dented by a kick. The two people who were kicked felt dizzy, and their vision went dark and there was no movement.
After doing this, Fujino's figure stagnated, and the wooden sword was placed in front of him without taking it back.
"..."
James stared at the knife-tip smile in front of him and his smile gradually stiffened.
Breaking the windshield from the car in front, rushing in, and then kicking the car sick person...
What kind of American stop is this?
Russian-style counter-terrorism is right, right? !
If I give you a pistol, you might not dare to kill all of them!
"brake!"
Fujino and James looked at each other, turned around and shouted behind them.
"oh!"
Miyamoto Yumi calmed down, responded, and quickly stepped on the brakes.
Zila——!
The fake police car was sandwiched between two cars in front and behind it, and its tires kept rubbing against the ground, emitting bursts of white smoke.
Fujino used the forward force of the sudden stop to roll backwards.
Go back out the back window to the red panda police car in the front.
A set of movements flowed smoothly and unusually smooth.
The car was stopped.
But rather than saying it was stopped, it would be better to say that the driver of the car had been kicked unconscious...
The policemen in the surrounding police cars moved quickly, took out their pistols and surrounded the car.
Sato Miwako and several police officers opened the car door, directly pressed the three unconscious gangsters to the ground and handcuffed them with silver bracelets.
James was trembling on the glove box.
Even though he was a senior FBI agent, the smell still made him shudder.
I'm afraid that one more move will cause me to get caught together with the kidnappers today.
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"Yes! The Junior Detective Team is a great success!"
Takagi drove several members of the Youth Detective Team back to the scene.
The few little ones who participated in the operation were so happy that they opened champagne on the spot to celebrate.
"Thank you so much!"
On the other side, Yumi Miyamoto smiled at the Saitama Prefecture police officers who came to her and said, "This time I really helped you a lot!"
"It's nothing, it's just a trivial matter, not worth mentioning!"
"It's more about friendship..."
"Don't worry, I will definitely invite all the beauties in this hall!"
"That's not a problem, as long as Officer Sato can come!"
"That's right!"
"..."
Miyamoto Yumi showed her dead fish eyes.
This group of people all came here for Miwako.
Hey, man!
On second thought, she turned around, glanced distressedly at the Red Panda patrol car beside her with its rear window smashed, and asked in a low voice toward Miwako Sato: "By the way, Miwako, has he always been like this?"
"Uh... um."
Miwako Sato crossed her chest with her hands and nodded helplessly.
"My behavior is very similar to Miwako's."
Miyamoto Yumi raised her chin and said, "You act like a shrew. Could it be that you led her into trouble, right?"
"..."
Sato Miwako's eyebrows twitched.
What does it mean that I have led you astray? People can teach themselves without a teacher, okay? !
She is not that extreme!
And by the way, you can’t get over the idea of a shrew from the Metropolitan Police Department, right?
Miwako didn't want to argue with her plastic best friend, so she changed her mind and changed the subject: "What about Mr. James Blake?"
"The one who was here just now..."
Miyamoto Yumi looked around and said, "I saw that foreigner over there at Fujino."