Chapter 598: It’s completely over!

"Oh, damn, what's going on here?" A black reporter from the United States rubbed his faintly swelling head, struggled to sit up from the ground, opened his eyes and glanced at everything in the conference room in confusion. Suddenly, he shuddered and his cursed voice stopped abruptly...

"What happened here?" After receiving a call from the relevant person in charge of Xingsu Hotel, the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department immediately mobilized a large number of people to arrive at Xingsu Hotel. As a result, no clues were found at the press conference. Moreover, the video surveillance equipment in Xingsu Hotel was inexplicably burned, and all surveillance videos were destroyed.

Moreover, in the conference room where the press conference was held, the police officers in the Police Department did not find any valuable video materials. The only strange object left on the scene was the five dark red tokens placed on the rostrum. I don’t know what metal tokens were made of.

The police chief of the Police Department rushed to the scene after hearing the news and found that five cabinet ministers, including Otsuka Otsuka Yukita, were missing. The media reporters from various countries who attended the press conference fell to the ground in groups like dead pigs, falling into a coma.

Not to mention this, what made him even more frightened was that the gate of the conference room was obviously knocked open with brute force. Starting from the stairs leading to the second floor, it stretched to the door of the conference room. A total of thirteen guards fell into coma, and their lives and deaths were uncertain.

At the press conference, more than a dozen guards' cold bodies were silently conveying to him some obvious things that happened in the venue at that time. The press conference was attacked by terrorist attacks, and the criminals involved in the terrorist attacks hijacked several cabinet ministers, including Otsuka Tomohiro and Yasushi Nohara, who were not involved in the terrorist attacks, hijacked several cabinet ministers, including Otsuka Okatsuka Tomohiro and Yasushi Nohara

Standing in the conference room where the press conference was held, the police chief's face looked very gloomy. He held a pistol and pointed the black muzzle at the first black journalist who woke up from his coma, and said to him in a fluent English: "Mr. Reporter, maybe you should know what's going on here, right?"

"Hey, man... you should probably move your gun away from my forehead first." As soon as the black reporter woke up, he was pointed at the head by such a deadly thing as soon as he sat up. He was frightened and laughed twice and said, "I have legal documents, I am protected by international law, I am..."

"Baga" The anxious and almost ran away from the police department director was not in a mood to argue with him here. When he heard the black reporter's words, he thought the other party was fighting him. He immediately widened his eyes and opened the pistol's insurance with a click, and said in a deep voice: "You can only choose to cooperate now."

"Okay, okay, I will cooperate, of course I will cooperate." The black reporter didn't dare to force himself, so he could only raise his hands and surrender: "What do you want to know? For God's sake, I will definitely tell you."

"Tell me, what happened here?" The director of the Metropolitan Police Department looked gloomy, especially after seeing the bodies of the guards who were carried away on stretchers, he felt even more upset and his tone was naturally not so polite.

"What happened here?" The black reporter frowned and slowly sorted out his messy thoughts. He said with no certainty: "We are reporters, yes, we are all reporters. Then we received an invitation from your government's press conference, and then we flew to Tokyo, and then came here to attend your press conference this morning... Oh, damn, the security personnel at the door are so rude."

"..." The director of the Metropolitan Police Department was patient and thought that the black reporter would continue to say it. However, he waited silently, but couldn't wait for the black reporter to continue to answer his questions. His face darkened and he snorted coldly: "What else?"

"And?" The black reporter's brows were already frowning into the word "chuan". After thinking hard for a long time, he gave up and shook his head and said, "Damn it, I only remember that I entered the press conference and then... I woke up."

"Awaken?" The director of the Metropolitan Police Department could not understand the meaning of this sentence for a moment. He thought he had found a useful clue and asked subconsciously: "How did you wake up? What did you see after you wake up? What did you do?"

"I just woke up suddenly." The black reporter replied fluently: "After waking up, I saw the ceiling, and then I sat up..."

"What's next?" The director of the Police Department was a little excited and excited, as if he saw a glimmer of dawn in the darkness, and asked hurriedly.

"Then I saw a damn fat man pointing a gun on my head." The black reporter slapped his forehead and said in great pain: "God, Japan is such a dangerous country."

"A fat man pointed a gun at your head?" The director of the Metropolitan Police Department was even more excited and urged repeatedly: "What? Then what did this fat man do to you? What does he look like?"

"After this damn fat man pointed a gun at my head, he forced me to ask some inexplicable questions." The black reporter raised his hand and pointed at the director of the Police Department: "Just like you..."

The question of "Baga" was here. The director of the police department was not a fool. He immediately understood that he was fooled by the black reporter in front of him. He was furious and cursed, straightened his back and shouted: "Come on, take him back to the hall."

"Hi" Two police officers from the police department who were checking the ground conditions of the conference room quickly stood up, and agreed with their legs together, and then rushed towards the black reporter who was still sitting on the ground like a wolf...

"Damn it, you barbarians, I am a reporter. I have legal documents. God, I want to sue you..." The black reporter who was forcibly dragged away even more upset the director of the Security Department and almost ran away directly.

More than a dozen Prime Minister's Office guards, Prime Minister, Foreign Minister, Chief Cabinet Secretary... Five cabinet ministers who could shake three times in Japan were mysteriously missing. He felt that no matter whether he could solve this case, his position as the director of the Police Department would have done his best...

Just as he was standing in the conference room, a young policeman in his twenties suddenly stumbled and rushed in from the door of the conference room with a panic. Before the person could reach the director of the police department, he shouted: "Director Samura, something is wrong, something big happens."

Hearing the young policeman's shout, the slightly fat Director Samura's face changed, and he turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Kudo, Yamaguchi, Nakajo, Ishikawa, etc. They... They are all missing." The young policeman was not very quick and stuttering, and even made the atmosphere a little unbearable.

Director Samura was unable to clearly determine who the young police officers were talking about, so he could only ask: "Who are they?"

"Inside... Cabinet... All... All Cabinet Ministers are missing." The young policeman trembled and took out a dark red token from his pocket. He said to Director Samura with a tremolo: "This... is what I found at the scene of their disappearance..."

"Boom..." When he saw this dark red token that was exactly the same as the five tokens found in the conference room, Director Samura's brain suddenly roared, and a bolt from the blue sounded. He only felt his eyes turn black, his chest get stuffy, and his throat feels sweet...

"Puchi..." A mouthful of blood spurted out, and after shaking for a few seconds, he fell on the floor in the conference room with a bang...

"Sacuen Director...Sacuen Director" Before he fell into a coma, he heard the screams of the young policeman incredibly panicked...

"The Japanese cabinet is over." Strong, who was sitting in the first place, emphasized: "It's over completely."

"They shouldn't be provoking the Eastern demon at this time." Vilsack lit a cigar and fired a hindsight: "They are too ignorant, too arrogant, too arrogant, and from the moment they choose to do so, I knew they would end up with this."

"The Japanese have always been like this, and being arrogant is their essence." Solis was still wearing that capable skirt and uniform today, saying: "However, judging from the lessons learned from the Japanese cabinet this time, it would be a very correct choice for us to show kindness to the demon."

"Perhaps we should discuss how to repair the relationship between the two parties now?" Fisher frowned and said, "You know, we have no money now..."

"The gold has fallen into his hands, and he is not short of money at all." Gustin stood up and said, "Or, we should join a group to visit China and send him a friendly signal. I believe the Chinese government must know that he is..."

"Maybe..." Before Gustin finished speaking, a strange smile appeared on the face of the Finance Minister Solis, and he said with a point of view: "We don't need to visit China, nor do we need to pass through the Chinese government..."

"Huh?" Hearing Solis's deep words, President Strong and others were stunned, and their exploratory eyes fell on Solis's body.

Solis raised his hand and pointed at the wall directly opposite her: "Look back."

Everyone's eyes instantly focused on the wall, and then their pupils suddenly shrank, and their breathing gradually became rapid...

"This...this is..." President Strong stood up suddenly, his face filled with indescribable complex expressions.

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