Having said that, Yu Shirakawa's voice came to an abrupt end.

Curacao was fighting against the medicine in his body, but Yu Guang saw something moving in the darkness.

When I looked up, I saw Yu Shirakawa jumping up like a child jumping a big rope, intending to slash Curacao's kneecap with the weight of his whole body.

"!"

Seeing this, Curacao hurriedly rolled on the ground of the pod, avoiding falling feet.

Then, she tried her best to lift the shotgun on the edge of Kumada Rikura, pulled the heavy bolt, and tried to fire upwards and zero distance.

However, the power of her in the state of medicine and the handcuffs on her hands did not allow her to do so.

The semi-automatic short and thick shotgun is like a huge rock in Curacao's hands.

She could only lift the muzzle a little, then gritted her teeth and pulled the trigger.

With a bang.

Almost zero-distance shooting.

But it was outrageously crooked. All the projectiles hit the glass in the pod, bombarding the window frames to pieces, and the broken glass spilled out like sparkling raindrops.

The projectiles and glass that were broken out from the shotgun made Yu Shirakawa tilt and he hid behind the table with some care.

Semi-automatic shotgun is not only heavy but also requires one round to be loaded. It is a pure manly weapon.

For Curacao now, it is impossible to continue to control it.

So, taking advantage of this opportunity, Curacao hurriedly threw the shotgun with the remaining heat into Yu Shirakawa's face.

Of course, she didn't expect to knock the other party out of her mind, and just hoped to create a moment of gap and let her escape.

No matter what, Shirakawa Yu and Gin will kill her this time.

She must run out and tell Rum the news that the two of them had acted privately and betrayed together.

Otherwise, Rum's intelligence differences will make him lose a lot.

The plan to escape was going well.

When Yu Shirakawa avoided the shotgun, Curacao was fumbled in the dark and put the five-color card on his body. Then, like a slippery loach, he instantly crawled out through the window.

This speed...

It was because she was injected with muscle relaxant.

——Theoretically, that injection dose can make humans unable to move for four or five hours, and excessive doses will directly cause death...

However, this woman, Curacao, seems to be unable to be measured by the human category.

Shaking his head helplessly, Shirakawa Yu picked up the shotgun that landed on the ground, skillfully loaded a bullet from the side, pulled the bolt and loaded it, and finally lifted it to his waist, ready to go.

"I've been looking for you all over the world, Curacao."

Using the ability to observe the location of Curacao, Shirakawa Yu came to the glass and raised the volume and shouted.

"Anyway, you're going to die, and you'll be completely over after death. Why not tell Rum's information first and then die?"

As he said that, he didn't even look at it, pulled the trigger and shot him in the direction of Curacao.

The flames spewed like lightning.

The range of the shotgun is actually only about a hundred meters away.

But now outside the pod of the Ferris wheel, there are all mechanical skeletons outside, and Curacao can't run too far.

The bullet blasted the glass of another pod into the sky, and Curacao was also hiding to the side - and after a second slowed down, the one who came to heaven was her head.

On the other side.

The recoil made Yu Shirakawa stagger and he was staggering, which made his wound numb.

Gripping his teeth, he simply leaned his back against the window frame.

Loading, loading, firing, loading, loading, firing...

Repeat the steps, shoot and shoot, too lazy to talk nonsense with Curacao.

For a moment, the surrounding mechanical shelves and pods were beaten to pieces by Yu Shirakawa, and smoke and iron filings flew around.

In the chaos, Curacao was pierced by flying shrapnel, his arm was scratched by glass fragments, and blood flowed.

She covered her shoulders and finally opened a distance.

Then, his ears suddenly moved.

As if she felt some terrifying oppression, she raised her head panting and looked at the night sky above her head.

There, directly above the head, a pure black armed helicopter hovered in the night and slowly descended.

"Hey, it came in time."

At the edge of the pod glass, Shirakawa Yu put down the shotgun slightly and raised his head and said happily.

...

High altitude, in an armed helicopter.

"The confirmation program runs smoothly and the ground is covered with darkness."

Vodka fiddled with the computer and reported.

Gin nodded and smiled, then looked at Chianti: "Start down immediately and take Curacao back."

"no problem."

Chianti obeyed the orders.

"The body is operating in good condition, and it is still twenty years away from the target, so move forward at full speed."

For a moment, the behemoth in the dark night rolled up a violent sound of propellers, slowly lowering the flight altitude, and approaching the commanding height of the Ferris wheel.

As Curacao was watching, the helicopter stopped in the air and laid down a long rope ladder, which happened to be next to Yu Shirakawa.

Seeing this, Shirakawa Yu was a little unsatisfied with the shotgun bullets being shot out and threw them aside.

Then, he turned to look at Rikuno Kuranda who was dizzy in the pod.

He did not wake up the other party because there was no need for that.

Kumada Ritsu is not a Saiyan from Kexue.

Yu Shirakawa has the ability to [analysis], and can see it very clearly—

Curacao hit him hard on the back of his head just now, directly causing him to suffer severe intracranial hemorrhage.

The anger has not stopped, but I am afraid I will never wake up again in this life.

Therefore, instead of picking up a useless person to support him, it is better to let Rikura Kumata die here, and at the same time, let the police close the case as "the death of the prisoner" to block the trouble for themselves and the organization.

Thinking of this, Shirakawa sighed, climbed up the rope ladder, and sent a signal to Gin.

When the gin above received the signal, his expression changed and he became "surprised".

He said to everyone in a deep voice:

"Switch to dangerous driving mode and wait until Keshwaser boards the plane, and directly activate the machine gun."

When the few people heard this order, they were shocked.

The orders they received were just to pick up people, then detonate bombs to cover and retreat... Now it suddenly became an atmosphere like a war was about to start. What was the turmoil?

"Brother, is this..."

Vodka asked a question in a daze.

Gin didn't blink, "I received a report from Keshwasher that Curacao rebeled against him with a gun, disrupting the organization's support plan, and now he jumped out of the pod and disappeared."

“…so we change the plan and prioritize the removal of Curacao.”

When Chianti heard this, she rolled her eyes and complained: "You are really impatient... You can't be sure if that guy has been rebellious, right?"

Gin looked at Chianti in an instant and said unhappy: "Leaving from the pod without authorization, what else can it be if it is not defecting?"

His voice was calm.

In the calmness, people feel the chill even more.

Chianti stopped talking at once.

"Vodka, use thermal imaging to view the situation of the Ferris wheel!"

“…Curacao must be found as soon as possible.”

"Okay!" Vodka wiped the cold sweat that did not exist between his forehead and obeyed the order.

The armed helicopter was busy inside.

At this time, an arm stretched out from the rope ladder into the edge of the helicopter cabin, accompanied by a howling night wind.

Gin Jiu walked over silently, reached out and pulled the owner of his arm in.

In his gaze—
To be continued...