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Chapter 23 The Three People in the SUV

"You're just going to die." Bai Hang tore up another piece of pizza.

"You bully me!"

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm paying for the expenses along the way, and you'll bully me if you want to bully me."

It seems that this is true when she thinks about it in the future, but she is not not not paying back the money.

"I will pay you back!" The future emphasized again: "You can check the Ishikawa Consortium on Baidu. My family is very rich! My father just cut off my pocket money, and I will be rich again in a few days."

"How long did your father say he didn't say it?" Bai Hang asked.

"I didn't say that."

"The gangster is determined to send his daughter out for training. I guess your pocket money is in lingering, and you may not have four years of college."

"Hey! Don't curse me!" The future bulged his cheeks: "If my father doesn't give me money, I will have no money to pay you back. You should pray with me that my pocket money will be paid next month."

Bai Hang expressed a fact expressionlessly: "The day I came to school was on the 31st, and today was the third day I came to school, so today is August 2nd, Ishikawa, where are your pocket money?"

The future suddenly became enlightened.

Yes, it’s August today. It’s been 12 o’clock and it’s even the fourth day. Where is her pocket money?

Future quickly sent a text message to Daddy: "Dear Dad, can I give me pocket money in August? Chicago's things are very expensive, and I have no money anymore. Do you have the heart to see your daughter starve to death?"

The time between Chicago and Japan is not synchronized, and I don’t know what time it is now.

After waiting in bed for a long time, I didn’t wait for a reply. Bai Hang went into the bathroom after eating pizza and didn’t care about the money.

...

At the same time, downstairs of the hotel.

There were three people sitting in a black Chevrolet SUV, two men and one woman.

"Are we going to keep up?" said the Asian-faced man in Chinese.

"It's not clear who the other party is. Our mission is just to follow up. There is more than a big fish behind him." said the tall man who was sitting in the passenger seat and almost touched the roof of the car.

"He's out!" said the woman sitting in the back seat.

The three saw two security guards lifting a man in a dark green down jacket out of the hotel and throwing him directly on the road. One of the security guards kicked him on the butt. The man vomited on the curb and couldn't stop coughing.

The faces of the three people in the car changed at the same time.

"Is this a breakdown in the negotiation? Was it driven out by the delivery party?"

"I don't know, senior, you are an expert, we are all amateurs, what should we do now?"

Finger scratched his head: "It seems that the talks have collapsed. Why don't we kill to the top floor and tie those people up so that they can escape."

"But didn't you just say that there were other big fish behind him?"

Finger opened the car door, slashed the man's neck with a knife, turned around and said to Ye Sheng in the driver's seat, "The bait can be used if it is kept. Now it's time to close the net. How many claws can be counted as a few."

Ye Sheng sighed and could only follow him to get out of the car.

He is still a temporary specialist now and is a vain job. The person who got off the bus just now was his senior, Finger, who was one year older than him, had no official position and had one student at the same time.

However, neither of them was the person in charge of the case. The woman in the back seat of the car was the one. Her name was Yabuki Sakura. She came from Japan and the man thrown out by the hotel security guard was Adao Tianyu. She was an addict and a knife player.

Knife is a jargon among drug dealers, which means "release goods". The little guys don't come forward and ask Knife to help release the goods. After selling the money, they will hand it over to the boss behind the scenes. In Japan, an ordinary street boss usually has five or six "release hands".

Adao Tianyou is a knife player, but his identity is very special. He is a mixed race. Any cases that are related to the mixed race require the execution department to come forward.

Yabuki Sakura is considered a special specialist, and Ye Sheng and Finger are assisting each other. The relationship between the headquarters and the Far East branch has never been very good, otherwise she would not have sent only a temporary specialist and a relay student.

Ye Sheng and Finger thought they were here to fight, but who knew that Yabuki Sakura was a cold and beautiful female ninja and didn't like to talk. They were tragically becoming drivers, one drove the car and the other was the co-pilot. Along the way, they could only discuss the case with pleasure, and they didn't even listen to Yabuki Sakura's words.

"You two take the elevator, I'll get up from outside, and people will live." Yabuki got out of the car and said the first sentence after the three of them met.

Ye Sheng and Finger looked at each other, and saw Yabuki Sakura walking ahead of them first, avoiding the hotel security guard, and found a hook claw from somewhere, with a rope tied to the end.

She turned the hook claws in her hand a few times, then threw them up. After a "ding~", the hook claws seemed to hook the handrail of the rooftop of the hotel. Yabuki took off her coat and threw it into the flowerbed close to the wall, revealing her close-fitting ninja black clothes.

"Does she want to climb up?" Ye Sheng asked.

"Why can't the three of us take the elevator together? How tiring is climbing the 14th floor." Finger felt a slit stuck in his throat and couldn't help but vomit: "Old Ye, it's fine if you say that I'm a school student who stayed for a year and stayed for a long time to be a runner-up, why did you come here too?"

Ye Sheng has already entered the elevator and is quite helpless about it: "I have always done a job with you recently, and I don't know why. I went back to China with Guderian two days ago."

"Is there a junior brother? I know this, but I heard it's my junior brother." Finger said: "I'm the first S-level class in more than 40 years. If I had worked hard, I might have been awarded the title."

"What you should worry about now is how to graduate, right? You seem to have been downgraded to Level B after the defense this year?"

"I just want to eat salted fish now." Finger leaned on the elevator and watched the indicator lights rise layer by layer: "I have worked hard for four years and it's time for me to rest. Anyway, the college is responsible for food, and new girls come every year. After the pressure of graduation, this place is simply paradise."

The elevator stopped at the fourteenth floor. Ye Sheng pulled out the dagger from the back waist and walked out of the elevator first. Finger pulled out a PPK from the back waist.

Ye Sheng said in surprise: "Do you have a gun?"

Finger spread his hands: "You can apply for a task. I will just be a resignation student. You are the interim specialist. You won't know, right?"

"I applied, but there was no approval from above." Ye Sheng said honestly.

Both of them didn't care much about this task, otherwise they wouldn't be chatting in the corridor. They were both elites of the academy and naturally they couldn't be interested in several social drug dealers. In addition, Yabuki Sakura's cold female ninja was not talkative, which indirectly led to the two's impression of the Shidong branch plummeted.
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