Chapter 187: Nakajima Hideaki’s Collapse (Please Vote and Subscribe!!!)

In the large broken cave, a cold wind suddenly blew in.

Everyone shuddered in unison.

Including Sakaki Makoto.

He took out the cigarette case, lit the cigarette, and took a puff.

Covered his mouth.

Damn it.

This development is not quite right.

Takeshita Yunobu didn’t know who he killed?

No.

Could it be

He looked back and found that everyone's expressions were the same as his, full of fear.

Takeshita Hironobu admitted that he planted a bomb.

The target is Hideaki Nakajima.

So how could an "innocent" passerby be accidentally injured?

The answer is already there.

Unless there are special circumstances, the bomb planted by Takeshita Yunobu

It hasn't exploded yet.

"Call the bomb disposal expert quickly!!!"

Mumu Thirteen's scalp went numb, he grabbed the phone and started yelling.

"Cough, cough!"

Nakajima Hideaki, who had several red fingerprints on his neck, raised his hand:

"No, don't call me a bomb disposal expert."

"This bomb should be the one planted by Takeshita."

Mumu Shisan was startled and put down the phone:

"What do you mean?"

"I, I. Alas!"

Just open the box and take a look to see if there is a bomb.

Knowing that the matter could no longer be concealed, Nakajima Hideaki beat his chest and looked at Takeshita Yunobu with great regret:

"Did you change my box?"

"So what!"

Takeshita Yunobu's arms were clamped and he couldn't move, but he still stared at him fiercely:

"Didn't I say I was going to blow you up?"

"How can we blow it up if we don't change the box?"

"Gaia!"

Nakajima Hideaki covered his head, his face full of pain and he was in agony:

"You ruined my big job!!!"

"Mr. Nakajima, what on earth are you talking about?"

The confused Mu Mu Shisan was a little confused.

He didn't understand the situation at all.

Sakaki did understand.

The corners of his mouth twitched sharply, and his heart gradually sank.

this matter.

It was indeed a misunderstanding.

Tequila is a bit miserable.

How can a good person be gone just like that?

"I said."

Nakajima Hideaki lowered his head in despair:

"Actually, the box I brought today does not contain the office documents of Mantiantian Video Game Company."

"but"

"A top-secret list of famous computer programmers in the country."

"Nani?!"

When Ishikawa, the president of Mantian Video Game Company, heard this, he immediately became furious:

"Are you crazy?!"

“This is the lifeblood of our company!!!”

"What do you do with them?"

What does Mantiantian Video Game Company rely on to become a big player in the gaming industry and still stand today?

The talented game scripter, the business war genius operation department, the beautiful counter lady, and...

Those program giants who work around the clock and lose their hair.

These talents are indispensable!

Hideaki Nakajima obtained the list of the company's programmers without authorization, which is a big taboo!

"We don't care what's in your box."

Megure Thirteen interrupted President Ishikawa with a serious look:

"We just want to know whether Takeshita Yunobu's bomb exploded or not?"

"It exploded."

Nakajima Hideaki pointed to the mess around him and said:

"Isn't that what it is!"

"I stole the list of programmers in order to make a deal with an organization."

"And the person in charge of the connection."

The words stopped abruptly, and without him needing to say any more, everyone understood who this "innocent" deceased was.

Yu Takeshita exchanged the box with the bomb for Hideaki Nakajima's box.

Nakajima Hideaki took the bomb box and made a deal with the mysterious organization.

result

The toilet explodes, that's all.

"Help me!"

Nakajima Hideaki nervously asked Megure Thirteen for help:

"I accidentally blew up the person they were contacting, and they will definitely not let me go!"

"I can report them, but the police need to start a witness protection program!"

Without leaving any trace, Sakaki frowned slightly, rubbing his fingers with murderous intent.

If Hideaki Nakajima knew Gin’s identity

He must die.

Ding dong!

Just at this time, a new text message came to the phone.

When I opened it, I saw that it was from Gin.

Ps: The sniper is in position. If fire support is needed, tap the target on the shoulder.

Oops.

Snipers have been sent.

It seems that Gin takes this incident very seriously.

Sakaki picked up his cell phone, took a puff of cigarette, and looked back without leaving a trace.

Through the large hole in the toilet, he immediately locked onto several sniper points on the distant building.

This is the toilet on the first floor, closed on all sides, with only a window the size of a file folder, but no sniper would choose to use a narrow window for sniping.

so.

The snipers within the organization must have locked onto their targets through the large holes blown out of the wall.

There is a rooftop of a high-rise building 500 meters east of the Mantiantian Video Game Headquarters building.

The green crosshairs swayed on Sakaki and the others.

The PSG-1 sniper rifle was placed on the eaves, with a dark barrel exposed.

"Chianti, you're upset."

A long-faced man wearing a black baseball cap and round sunglasses suddenly put down his binoculars.

He heard Chianti's breathing quicken and immediately reminded her:

"calm."

Chianti, with his orange-red short hair and a swallowtail butterfly tattoo on his left eye, said without raising his head:

"Cohen, I'm locked."

The long-faced man called Cohen's face changed, and he immediately opened his long bag and began to assemble a sniper rifle:

"What direction?"

"No need to take a gun, he is not a threat to us."

Chianti pointed to the Mantiantang Video Game Company building:

"It's a newcomer in our organization, Makoto Sakaki."

Looking at the distance in the middle, even the taciturn Cohen was a little moved:

"This is 500 meters away, how did he lock you?"

"How should I know?"

Chianti chewed unhappily Gum rolled his eyes:

"We just arrived, this guy is not right."

"What kind of weirdo did Gin invite in this time?"

"I heard that he took my sniper rifle last time, and now he can immediately lock our position."

Cohen nodded and said tacitly:

"He is not an ordinary person."

"People who don't know sniping can't find us."

Chianti twisted the calibrator while speaking:

"Light southeast wind, calibrate 0.5° to the left."

"I heard that Tequila is dead"

"It's not confirmed yet, carry out the mission first."

Cohen took out a piece of gum, tore it open, and handed it to her mouth.

Chianti spit out the white and tasteless gum in her mouth, opened her mouth and bit it, and her movements were very skillful.

After a while.

"Why hasn't he sent a signal yet?"

Chianti was a little impatient:

"What's there to talk about with those cops!"

"I think he has problems, he doesn't look like a good person."

"He doesn't look like a good person."

In order to prevent her from getting excited, even the usually taciturn Cohen began to calm her down.

As Chianti's partner, he knew him very well:

"Where are the good people in our organization?"

"He is the insider arranged by Gin, how can he not have a good relationship with the police?"

"Don't think too much."