"Dong dong dong." There was a knock on the door. Matsumoto, who was sitting in the room and reading the newspaper with his head down, raised his head and said: "Come in."

The door opened, and a gust of breeze blew in, blowing through the slightly stuffy room, making people feel very comfortable. Matsumoto took off his glasses and looked at Onimaru coming in at the door, "Oh! It turns out to be Onimaru, what's the matter?

Something?"

Onomaru closed the door with his backhand, walked to Matsumoto with a heavy face, and whispered: "The police department called just now, saying that they found stinking corpses in the trunks of two cars in the hotel parking garage.

, it’s Kato and Shinno, but there’s no Sasaki.”

Although he had already guessed this situation, when it was confirmed, Matsumoto was still surprised and the newspaper in his hand fell to the ground.

He stood up and walked slowly to the window. His silent back showed a tremor in Onizomaru's eyes. It should be that he was trying to control his emotions, Onizumaru thought secretly.

"Is it still those Chinese people who did it?" Matsumoto suddenly asked.

Onizomaru was stunned for a moment, then immediately said, "|Yes, yes, the police station said they were guests staying on the 13th floor of the hotel. They used Vietnamese passports. They don't look like Chinese people. They have escaped now."

"Haha, it seems that they still have the strength here, and they are not dead as expected. It seems that we still have something to do."

Onomaru was silent and stopped talking. He knew that Matsumoto was about to make up his mind.

Taking advantage of everyone's break, Monroe walked up to Jun Ci, quietly pulled his sleeve, glanced outside, turned around and left.

Jun Ci was surprised that Monroe would actually come and take the initiative to ask him out. This was the first time in history, so he hurriedly followed behind.

Monroe came to the balcony window, which was behind the bar. The balcony on the second floor faced a quiet alley. At this moment, the busy people had gone to work. Standing on the balcony and looking down, the whole alley was empty.

There was no one around, only the occasional blowing wind caused the treetops to sway, making rustling sounds from time to time.

Menglu turned her head and grabbed Jun Ci's hand excitedly. After brewing her emotions for a long time, she said: "Thank you very much this time. Meng Fei told me. If you and the captain hadn't protected him all the way, I'm afraid I wouldn't have done it this time."

Just..." His voice was choked as he spoke, and he was so whimpering that he couldn't continue talking.

Jun Ci looked at Monroe, who was as gentle as water and as caressing as a bird. The itching in his heart was unstoppable, and he wished he could hug her right now, give her warmth and comfort.

But he still resisted this idea and just patted Monroe's hand and said, "Don't be sad. Isn't he a good person? Don't say he is your brother. Even if he is not, I will not give up on my comrade."

Monroe listened to Jun Ci's slightly comforting words and felt the pun in his words. She blushed and asked, "Is it because he is my brother that you will sacrifice your life to take care of him? Is this all for me?"

Jun Ci solemnly held Monroe's hands and said firmly but gently, "For you, thousands of times."

Monroe couldn't bear it anymore and threw herself into Junqi's arms, her tears falling uncontrollably.

Jun Ci was a little at a loss. Everything happened too fast. Monroe, who had always been indifferent to him, suddenly expressed her love for him. Although he was usually eloquent and quick-thinking, he could only hold up his hands blankly at this moment.

, don’t know what to do.

Monroe cried for a while, and shyly left Jun Ci's arms. Her face was as red as a big apple. Jun Ci had never seen Monroe in such a shy state, and he was stunned for a moment. He just stared blankly.

looked at her.

Noticing Jun Ci's fiery gaze, Monroe asked coquettishly, "Why are you always looking at me? Am I good-looking?"

"Good-looking, good-looking, you are the most beautiful woman in the world, even Chang'e is not as beautiful as you." Jun Ci swallowed his saliva, and his mouth began to taste sweet again.

Monroe chuckled and glanced at Jun Ci angrily, "You are a poor talker, but what you say is nice." After saying that, she covered her mouth and smiled softly, as if thousands of pear blossoms were blooming, taking away all the nearby scenery.

After all, a girl would like to be praised by others for her beauty, let alone by a man she has secretly fallen in love with.

After a pause, Monroe raised her head and said with cherished eyes, "Since childhood, Mengfei and I have been alone and dependent on each other. Zhang Da, I really thank you for saving him this time. He was everything to me before you, but from now on."

From now on, there is another you in my life."

After saying these words, Monroe blushed and kissed Jun Ci's cheek, and hurried into the house.

On the balcony, only the military assassin was standing there, bewildered.

He touched his cheek repeatedly and smelled the faint fragrance left by Monroe's lips in his hand. He kept mumbling in his mouth: "She kissed me, she kissed me..."

"Mr. Shimada, I believe you are already aware of the ambush we encountered this time, right?" Lao Zhou and Nighthawk were sitting opposite Shimada. Looking at Shimada's relaxed look, Lao Zhou asked a little angrily.

.

Hearing Lao Zhou's question, Shimada smiled, put down the tea cup in his hand, and said slowly: "There is an old saying in your country that victory or defeat is a common thing for military officers. There is also a saying that soldiers never tire of deceit.

Matsumoto is not a simple person. I have told you a long time ago. Now the facts have proved that he is really a proud man of his generation. He actually has an insight into our purpose. I have to admire him." He sighed and took another sigh.

Picked up the teacup.

Nighthawk was very dissatisfied with his attitude. He asked questioningly: "Mr. Shimada, do you still have time to admire Matsumoto's strengths here? We paid a heavy price for this mission, and several people were seriously injured before they died.

After escaping, shouldn't it be time to think of some way to make up for the previous losses?"

Shimada glanced sideways at Nighthawk, then slowly put down the teacup, and said calmly: "You were seriously injured, but I heard that Matsumoto's Ninja Guards were basically all killed and wounded, and their vitality was severely damaged. This time

You still severely damaged Matsumoto, am I right?"

Nighthawk was very angry at his attitude of treating himself as cannon fodder. When he heard what he just said, his heart suddenly burned with anger. He clenched his fists and was ready to scold Shimada.

Lao Zhou on the side saw an instant change in Nighthawk's face, and immediately held down Nighthawk who was about to have a seizure. He looked at Nighthawk with a stern look. Nighthawk had no choice but to sigh and sit back on the chair.

.

Shimada looked at the two people in front of him and smiled softly. He knew that in this situation, they needed him.

Sure enough, Lao Zhou asked: "Mr. Shimada, I'm sorry, my men are a little impulsive, please forgive me."

Shimada pretended to be generous and waved his hand and said: "It's nothing, nothing. Young people, impulsiveness is inevitable. I was impulsive when I was young. No, I paid a heavy price." As he said, he said a little.

He patted his broken leg with hatred.

"Since Mr. Shimada doesn't take it to heart, I would like to ask, what should we do next? Lao Zhou asked Shimada as if asking for advice.

Shimada chuckled, clapped his hands and said in appreciation: "I asked you now if you have the idea, actually I thought about it before you guys came.

After this blow, most of Matsumoto's strength has basically disappeared. What's more coincidental is that tomorrow, he will participate in the parliamentary election and will go to the parliament building for three consecutive days.

This is very important to his political future, so it is impossible for him not to participate. Even if he knows that someone is going to assassinate him, it cannot stop him."

"So, haha, you have to seize this opportunity." Shimada chuckled evilly.

"Suzuki-kun, starting from tomorrow, all the plainclothes officers here will be handed over to you. According to Mr. Matsumoto's request, you must secretly protect him 24 hours a day and never be discovered by anyone. Do you understand?" the director said carefully.

He explained the matter to Suzuki carefully, fearing that he might miss something in the process.

"When I said Director, didn't I say that I don't care whether he lives or dies? Why do you want to protect him now?" Suzuki asked the Director strangely.

The director chuckled and said, "Originally, I thought he wouldn't come to pick up the corpses, but this old fox asked people to identify the corpses and asked for police protection.

There is no way, he has a lot of power, I asked the several congressmen above for instructions, they all want to protect him well, but when necessary, haha, there will always be mistakes and loopholes."

"I understand, Director. Our firepower is limited. When we encounter powerful gangsters, we can only seek shelter temporarily and wait for the assistance of the special forces." Suzuki smirked and stared at the Director closely.

The director laughed and said, "You are smart and can be taught."

"Old Zhou, is this Shimada reliable? I see that he is full of anger. Don't give us another trap this time." Nighthawk shouted to Old Zhou angrily.

Lao Zhou, who was sitting next to Nighthawk in the car, was expressionless. He was silent for a while and said, "There is no other way. The only person we can trust now is him. This time you have to investigate Matsumoto's situation on your own to avoid what happened last time."

experience."

Nighthawk nodded helplessly.

Indeed, no one can believe it. Fortunately, this time Shimada only provided Matsumoto with a rough route and the places he would go. They are all public places, so there should be no problems. Well, cheer up this time. Be good.

Detect the opponent's movements clearly.

Returning to the tavern, Nighthawk and Lao Zhou walked up to the second floor, called everyone who was resting, and solemnly said, "We will start a new operation tomorrow. The informant gave us new clues. We are going to follow Matsumoto."

, find an opportunity to strike and get rid of him."

Lao Zhou went on to say, "We have relatively few manpower now, so don't go with the injured people. It may attract others' attention. I think Nighthawk and Junqi will go there, and Black Bear will take care of the wounded at home."

"I want to go too." Everyone followed the call. Monroe, who was standing aside, loudly fought for this opportunity for herself. "One of my specialties is tracking. There are so few people now. I will definitely help a lot if I go."

." Monroe said affirmatively.

Jun Ci wanted to stop him when he heard it, but Lao Zhou's words had already sounded, "That's great, Monroe, just cooperate with them."
Chapter completed!