Yu Shirakawa said this to the anxious driver.

The sudden friendly tone caught the driver off guard, and the right arm controlled the cuff spoiler to stop.

He drove the car tremblingly, his eyes couldn't help but float back and forth, and he couldn't understand Yu Shirakawa's intentions in his heart.

——Is this the attitude you should show to the enemy?

Why don’t you say that you have no hostility to yourself, and try to bribe yourself?

It always feels very strange.

How credible is this guy's words?

The driver kept thinking and remained silent.

But, as if he fully understood the driver's heart, Shirakawa Yu narrowed his eyes and continued:

"I get it, you can't believe me, right?"

"...As a person who often walks on the edge of a cliff, it is natural to feel alert... If you don't have any external forces, you can't trust me, right?"

"..." The driver didn't say anything, but just looked at him carefully.

At this time, the taxi passed through the sparsely populated path and gradually drove to a remote location without surveillance.

As Tokyo's all-in-one master, even this kind of road is familiar to Shirakawa Yu.

If you pass through this path, there is a wide road ahead, and there are abandoned industrial areas on both sides.

——It is considered a marginal area of ​​the residential area, with no residents around it, and at night, not to mention cars, there are not even half a pedestrian, just like the gliding track before the plane takes off.

Easy to defend but difficult to attack.

If he were Belmode, he would probably have his subordinates lie there.

Looking at this road, Yu Shirakawa thought for a while, took out a gun from his clothes, pulled open the security, and pressed the driver's temple:

"If you don't want toast, you will be fined... In this way, you can always cooperate, right?"

“…!”

The cold muzzle pointed at his vital point. The driver swallowed a little shakenly this time, and his shoulders trembled slightly.

Seeing this, Yu Shirakawa seemed to smile happily, and while the car had not yet arrived at the destination, he continued to incite in an attractive tone:

"Okay, tell me your plan and Belmode's hiding place... As long as you confess everything, I will spare your life and be good friends with you."

The taxi drove into the wide roads of the abandoned industrial zone at this time, and the speed slowed down.

The driver, who was forced to retreat by words, wanted to stop like this, drew out his gun and fought against Yu Shirakawa to fight to the death.

But at this moment, his body was like being surrounded by mud, and he could not move all over his body, so he could only be a ruthless driving machine.

Yu Shirakawa continued to urge:

"Hurry up... Look, you're almost at your destination. With Belmode's cold-blooded and suspicious personality, you will definitely not care about the life and death of a piece like you."

"...You are not a particularly good relationship. After Belmode fell, he could only kick her away and help Gin continue to do things."

"There is no need to lose your life, right?"

On the quiet road, Shirakawa's light tone seemed to be a dark song, which made people unable to help but enter his context.

That's right.

Although this driver was carefully trained by Belmode.

But no matter what, the subordinates are only subordinates after all, and it is impossible to be absolutely loyal to the same person forever.

What's more, in such a large scale organization, it is very important to learn to take sides.

The driver couldn't help but sweat.

It is true that the current situation cannot tolerate him thinking too much.

As long as you don't answer, the other party will shoot and you will die.

But if you help the other party, and then the other party is killed by Belmode and your affairs are exposed, you will still die.

Both sides and vertically die, and they all die in the internal strife of the senior organization...

So, the driver measured for a moment—and then, with a little determination, asked in a trembling voice:

"If I tell you the plan and tell you where Belmode is hiding..."

"Can you really... spare my life..."

Yu Shirakawa snorted and raised the corners of his mouth.

then--

"Pin~hey..."

He couldn't help but let out a happy chuckling.

"Ah... OK, I promise, this is a deal between us. I, Keshwasher, promised to do what I said, so talk about it quickly."

As Shirakawa Yu's gaze, the driver finally spoke slowly:

"Okay, I'm willing to say, listen, Lord Belmode's plan is..."

“…Kill you!”

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly sterned and his feet slammed the brakes. He seemed to be a cheetah, with violent murderous aura, instantly adjusted his body, clenched his fist with his right hand, and slapped Yu Shirakawa's chin hard.

After following Belmode as a killer for so many years, this driver is definitely not weak in combat.

Not to mention ordinary people.

Even a well-trained fighter is difficult to avoid when facing his thunderous punch.

Looking at the fist that was about to hit Yu Shirakawa, the driver sneered in his heart.

Success!

No matter how strong or powerful a person is, as long as he is hit on the chin, he can only be slaughtered.

However, at this moment—

Bang!

An extremely dull gunshot made his movements completely stop.

In the indifferent gaze of Shirakawa Yu, the driver who was still aggressive just now would lose his vitality and collapse in his seat like a small puppet with a cut-up lift.

Looking at the driver's body, Yu Shirakawa raised his handbrake to prevent the car from slipping, then slowly put away the gun, shook his head and sighed:

"Those who know the times are heroes, and those who make changes in the situation become heroes."

"...But unfortunately, you don't seem to understand this."

There was no rush to deal with the body.

Yu Shirakawa first turned on [Analysis] and glanced out of the car window.

In the abandoned building, there were scattered men in black wearing guns, aiming at the taxi together, their identity and purpose were self-evident.

Not a lot of people.

It can be superimposed from one angle to form an extremely tricky cross ballistic.

——The car is too empty. If you go out rashly, even if you can calculate the ballistics, there is not enough space and a suitable shelter to avoid bullets.

After thinking about it, Shirakawa Yu flipped out two guns from the body, and then took off the other party's micro communication equipment.

I wanted to connect it myself, change the voice to act and delay time.

But after a while, Yu Shirakawa was helpless to find that he did not carry a voice changer, so he gave up this idea.

It was like eating chicken and licking bags. After plundering the weapons on the body for himself, he opened the car door and kicked the body out without caring.

Yu Shirakawa's feet are quite strong.

As soon as he stepped down, the body rolled down on the road, making a muffled sound.

Then, almost at the same moment, several rifle guns rang out at the same time, like a loud symphony of guns and cannons.

After a few bangs.

I saw that the driver's body, who had just been thrown out, had a few more blood holes on his body, like a human target, and blood flowed out, which was terrible.

——If Shirakawa Yu got off the car himself, he would probably be the unlucky guy who was beaten to a blood target.

"Oh... it's really cruel."

Tsk tsk and sighed twice. Yu Shirakawa stepped into the driver's seat. While the body was attracting the attention of others, he closed the car door, quickly started the car, and drove forward in a flash.

After taxi.

Following Shirakawa Yu to the car in the abandoned industrial area, the man in black, who was in black, saw this scene and turned dark and quickly reported to Belmode.

Turn on the radio:

"Sir Belmode, I'm very sorry, No. 1 is dead..."

Belmode pondered for a moment and said:

"It's okay, you guys continue to follow Keshwasher, shooting the tires of the car, and trying to force him to jump to the downloader."

Hearing such an order, several men in black exchanged their eyes and responded respectfully.
Chapter completed!