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"Oh, isn't that a Hokkaido police car? Let's just look at the beautiful Hakodate in the distance."

Inspector Megure turned his head and looked at the city in the distance.

To be honest, what does the Hokkaido police's pursuit of criminals have to do with the police officers from the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department?

They are here on leave to travel, not seconded by the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department to form a joint investigation headquarters to handle cases. We can't ask these people on leave to work overtime to help catch people, right?

Just as Inspector Megure turned to admire the city scenery in the distance, Takagi Wataru next to him said uncertainly.

"Inspector Megure, look, is that the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department logo on that police car over there?"

Are you kidding me? The straight-line distance between Tokyo and Hokkaido is nearly 1,000 kilometers!

Inspector Megure turned around suddenly, his eyes full of disbelief.

It takes five hours to get from Tokyo to Hakodate, Hokkaido by Shinkansen. How long would it take for these dozens of police cars to drive all the way from Tokyo to Hakodate, Hokkaido? No, who has the authority to mobilize so many police cars from the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department headquarters at once?

"Isn't this Inspector Nakamori?"

Shiratori Renzaburo touched his chin and muttered.

Immediately, Inspector Megure nodded, agreeing deeply.

Oh, it’s Inspector Nakamori. That’s not surprising.

However, just to be on the safe side, he decided to call the White Horse Police Chief first.

Megure Juzo took out his cell phone from his pocket and dialed the landline number of the office of the Superintendent General of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

At this moment, Superintendent Baima, who was packing up documents and preparing to leave work, frowned and picked up the receiver of the landline phone impatiently. He was about to say that it was already late today and he would call again tomorrow.

Then, Superintendent Hakuba heard the voice of Inspector Megure.

"What did you say? Inspector Nakamori is leading dozens of police cars to chase a white car on Shiratori in Hokkaido... no, Hakuba Bridge? Who gave him the authority to mobilize so many police cars and move so many police forces to Hokkaido?!"

Superintendent Baima felt a black screen before his eyes.

Buhao, this is directed at me! It's too late to regret not listening to my son!

Chapter 328 Final Preparations (5/5)

"Huh? What are you doing?"

Hokkaido, near Hakodate Airport, renting a room on a certain floor of a building.

The Merchant of Death, Brian D. Kadokura's deputy, frowned as he watched the live news program on TV. He could clearly see that dozens of Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department police cars were chasing a white vehicle driven by an unknown person across the Hakuba Bridge.

What level of vicious criminal is this? Could the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department chase him over a thousand kilometers to Hokkaido?

They originally thought that the mercenaries under the Death Merchants were already the most powerful players in the Hakodate area of ​​Hokkaido, but they didn't expect that there were masters in this place. It seems that they have to pay a little attention.

"Assistant, the guns have been distributed. As soon as the plane arrives at the airport, we can immediately..."

One of the mercenaries walked into the room carrying a submachine gun and saw the news program on TV and was not impressed.

"What's the point of looking at this? After all, the police officers of this country are only that capable. They're useless in this situation. If we were to take action, we could take care of all these police officers in minutes!"

They were not simply bragging. After all, as mercenaries working for arms dealers in Southeast Asia, they had encountered many cases of gangs robbing each other. Being able to survive such a battlefield meant they must be much stronger than police officers in peaceful areas.

If the fight was unintentional, it would not be a big problem to get rid of those police officers in a short period of time.

"...Don't underestimate the enemy. Sharks can appear even in shallow waters."

The Death Merchant's deputy shook his head slightly.

These ordinary mercenaries may not know it yet, but he knows that Ishikawa Goemon, one of the companions of the famous thief Lupin III, is a monster that escaped from this country.

With that kind of terrifying speed and strength that can cut a helicopter in half with a cold weapon, it would be easy to kill all of them.

Although this is not a battlefield and monsters like that are not everywhere, but as the saying goes, to underestimate the enemy is to underestimate one's own life. No matter when, they must face every enemy with extreme caution and seriousness.

Didi————

The phone message alert sounded.

The Death Merchant's deputy took his cell phone out of his pocket.

Everything is ready. A quick victory is in order. After obtaining the Sapphire Star, we'll meet at the agreed-upon dock. The large ship we've arranged is already waiting there.

[Letterer: Brian D. Kadokura]

"It seems that the boss is determined to get the secret treasure of the Fujiang chaebol."

Looking at this message, the Death Merchant's deputy nodded slightly.

They planned to kill the people of Fujiang Chaebol as soon as they could crack the secret treasure of Fujiang Chaebol, steal the secret treasure, take away the sapphire star that was given for free, and then take a large ship to the high seas at the fastest speed and return to Southeast Asia.

Now that the Death Merchant has sent out such a message, it means that the secret of the treasure can be cracked over there.

Humph, it seems that the old immortal named Fukushiro Ryowei who was captured earlier is indeed very useful.

"Notify everyone and get ready... Get the Sapphire Star as quickly as possible, and then we'll evacuate."

The mercenary member nodded immediately, pushed the door open, and notified the other mercenary members of the team.

The Death Merchant's deputy calmly lit a cigarette.

He was thinking about where to go after completing a job and getting a new bounty.

Sizzle————

A barely perceptible sound of electricity was heard from a place he hadn't noticed.

If Webster, the ace of the Death Merchant, were to come here in person, he would definitely be able to discover that a bug had been installed in this room at some point, and all the previous conversations between these people were clearly visible to the person on the other end of the bug.

The person who installed the bug was a member of the Black Organization's action team.

Binga, the current ace of the Black Organization's operations team, began the final calibration of the map route.

The other people in Binga's room, to be more precise, were the code-named members of the other action group assigned to Binga by Rum. At this moment, they were preparing their own guns and getting ready for the next action.

Looking at these unfamiliar code-named members, Vodka couldn't help but sigh.

In the past, when Gin was still the ace of the action team, the atmosphere in the action team was not like this, and they would not wait until this time to start the action————

It would be great if Gin, Chianti, Cohen and others were still around.

Although he was secretly complaining, Vodka also began to prepare the guns he would use.

A sniper rifle inherited from Gin, a submachine gun and a pistol of his own.

"Binga, what exactly is the Axe River secret treasure that those guys have been looking for?"

Suddenly, the sniper who was wiping the sniper scope raised his head and looked at Binga.

There was a hint of inquiry on that thin face.

Moreover, in Vodka's opinion, it was probably not just exploration, but also greed.

Although many of the codenamed members of the Black Organization were selected from the family members and vassals of that adult, there are still some outsiders, and those outsiders are most likely undercover agents.

Apart from that, there are desperadoes who will do anything for money.

"A warehouse of antique cipher machines from World War II."

Binga didn't even bother to look up, he just sneered and then said.

"If you're interested, I can arrange for an outside member to take it away, but I'm afraid you won't be able to sell this antique."

Hearing this, the sniper clicked his tongue and said no more.

In fact, among all the forces in Hokkaido, except for the Black Organization, no force knows the location of the secret treasure left by the first head of the Axe Zaibatsu, and no force knows what the secret treasure is.

Including the second-generation head of the Fukushiro family, Fukushiro Yoshie, who was captured by the Death Merchant.

In fact, the old man never found the location of the Fujiang secret treasure in his entire life, otherwise he would have burned the secret treasure as soon as possible and would not have been caught by the Death Merchant's men.

However, at this moment, Fukushiro Ryoe was speaking very coherently in front of the Death Merchant.

"...The five star-edged knives actually correspond to the pentagram. Look, they are in these places..."

Fukushiro Ryoe took his notes and spoke seriously.

Hearing this, Brian D. Menkura nodded slightly, thinking that this old man still had some ability.

But in fact——the real secret treasure does not need five star-edged knives at all.

This was a legend made up by Fucheng Liangwei himself, with the purpose of confusing others and preventing them from finding the location of the Fujiang Secret Treasure. And because he made it up, no one would notice if he tried to explain it...

At least tonight, the Death Merchant will definitely not be able to find the Axe River secret treasure that he has been longing for.

Chapter 329 The Problem (1/5)

After a period of staring at each other, Shuichi Akai finally convinced Ai Haibara.

The former Black Organization scientist turned around and returned to the first class cabin, continuing to sit with his companions from the Junior Detective League, seemingly not intending to continue asking Shuichi Akai why he appeared on this plane.

However, Akai Shuichi knew that some people really gave up when they gave up, while others...

It seemed like he had given up, but in fact he just planned to check it out himself to take everyone by surprise.

"Excuse me, sir. I don't think I've ever seen you at a banquet before."

The passengers sitting in other seats have been observing this mysterious blond man in sunglasses. His red clothes with unique aesthetic style can be said to have attracted a lot of attention. However, because he was talking to the little girl, no one tried to chat with him.

And now, Haibara Ai has temporarily given up asking Akai Shuichi why he came.

Then, the passengers who had noticed Shuichi Akai immediately came over curiously and made puzzled sounds.

"Quwatoro Banagher? Sounds like a foreigner's name... What? Turns out he's a local."

————Although that’s what I said.

Akai Shuichi glanced at the passenger who came over.

He is not a local. As an agent of the FBI, he is a pure-blooded American, just of Asian descent. It would be a big mistake to really regard him as a local.

However, Shuichi Akai didn't have the heart to explain anything.

After all, his identity only allowed him to meet these passengers once on the plane, and they would never have any connection with each other again. Therefore, this identity was not even worth defending or explaining.

He just needed to prevent his identity from being exposed before arriving in Hakodate, Hokkaido, so as not to cause trouble.

"Hey, is this the Sapphire Star?"