The Bieka Aquarium is located in a place far away from residential areas.
This area is commercial land, and most of the shops make money from the traffic attracted by the aquarium. However, at this time when the aquarium is closed, the surrounding shops are also closed.
late at night--
The deserted streets were so quiet that only the sound of air-conditioning delivery from a few vending machines could be heard. At this time, almost eleven o'clock, there were no cars on the road. Only the pale light of the street lamps illuminated the cold asphalt road in the night.
"The rat is coming."
Vodka, who was looking down from the rooftop of a building not far away, said jokingly.
In front of his sight, he could see a man in a blue jacket walking with a cigarette in his mouth. He walked straight to the second alley next to the aquarium and stopped at the entrance of the alley.
That was Hironobu Kishio, the little rat that the organization ordered to be disposed of.
"There's another protagonist who hasn't appeared yet. What's the time?"
"Just five more minutes and it will be eleven o'clock, brother."
"Oh."
Gin put his hands in his pockets and looked down at his target on the street in the distance with a cold gaze.
However, there was also an impatient person joining in this action, and he even called Gin's cell phone anxiously.
"Are you done yet? I mean, let me just blow that little rat's head off and call it a day!"
"No, wait until you receive my order before shooting."
"ha?"
The woman on the other end of the phone suddenly became dissatisfied.
But Gin lacked the patience to appease this crazy woman, and hung up the phone before she could say anything else.
"Compared to Chianti, Korn is much more reliable…"
Vodka complained quietly.
Gin didn't reply.
He did not directly inform Chianti about this operation, but just asked her to come here on standby as a safety precaution - Hironobu Kishio was just a small character who was not worthy of being on the stage, but his personal qualities were definitely better than those of ordinary untrained people, so Chianti was arranged to be here in case Hayashi accidentally let the rat escape.
"Brother, it's almost 11 o'clock."
"Keep waiting."
Gin showed no expression.
Vodka obediently said nothing, but just held the camera in his hand ready at any time.
Now all they have to do is wait for Hayashi to take action. The camera will then capture evidence of his guilt and control this seemingly bright and promising new mystery novelist from now on.
However, by the time it had reached 23:04, Hayashi Yoshiki still hadn't shown up, and Hironobu Kishio, who was unaware that his death was approaching, was also frequently checking the time on his phone.
A murderous look gradually appeared in Gin's eyes.
"I didn't expect that there would be an idiot who would dare to disobey orders..."
His voice was grim as he picked up the phone.
When Hayashi left the Daikoku Building last night, Gin had already arranged for another low-level member to follow and monitor him, in order to prevent the other party from foolishly choosing to betray the organization.
However, Gin never said too much to his subordinates. The order he gave was just to keep an eye on Hayashi and report back if they found any signs that he was about to leave Bieka City.
At this moment, Gin's murderous intent was extremely fierce.
He ordered Vodka to send a message to inquire about the whereabouts of Hayashi, from external personnel sent out for surveillance, while at the same time he called Hayashi himself.
Unexpectedly, the call was connected immediately——
"Hello?"
"You are bolder than I thought, novelist." The murderous intent in Gin's tone was chillingly cold.
"Good evening, Mr. Gin."
The sound coming from the other side still has an incredible sense of silence.
Gin heard the other party seem to smile.
"Because killing someone at 11 o'clock would be too conspicuous, could you please wait a moment?"
"Let me check the current time. 11:05:21..."
"Almost."
"37, 36, 35, 34…"
The clear voice on the other end of the phone suddenly started the countdown.
Gin narrowed his eyes slightly.
He suddenly turned his head to look at Vodka. Amid the other's confused reaction, he carefully felt and confirmed that there should be no abnormalities around him, while covering the receiver of the phone in his hand.
"Ask Chianti if there's anything unusual around here."
"Oh, okay!"
Vodka did so immediately.
The precise countdown on the other end of the phone continues.
Soon, Gin got a response from Chianti that she had not found anything. After ignoring her repeated request to ask if he could shoot, he suddenly heard her say that a dump truck was approaching at a high speed from the three o'clock direction.
Gin immediately turned his head and looked
"20, 19, 18, 17, 16... 10, 9, 8, 7..."
With the gentle sound of timing, the lights of the fast-moving dump truck illuminate the night road as if it were daytime.
Hironobu Kishio, who was standing under the street light at the entrance of the alley and waiting, looked up when he heard the sound. He saw that the front wheel of the dump truck, which was driving on the normal road, suddenly shook. The vibration caused the body of the truck to lose balance and tilt, and the dazzling light hit him!
Hironobu Kishio screamed and hurriedly backed away, and the driver, who was a little sleepy in the car, was also startled. He suddenly controlled the steering wheel and turned the unbalanced dump truck to the side, just passing Hironobu Kishio and violently knocking down the street lamp next to it.
Did it fail?
Gin, who had seen all the scenes, was just beginning to feel bored when he suddenly realized that there was still a sound coming from his phone - the countdown hadn't ended yet! ?
"...4...3...2...1..."
Hironobu Kishio, who had escaped the disaster, fell to the ground and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but he did not notice that the street lamp that was knocked down beside him had violently cut the wire bundle at the alley entrance and the iron frame supporting the neon sign of the aquarium above, causing the neon light box above to lose its support and spurt out dazzling sparks, shaking under the pull of the wires.
"0——"
The moment the words fell
The shaky light box dragged the crackling wires, and together with the broken iron frame, it knocked Hironobu Kishio to the ground before he could stand up.
"…"
Silence visited this rooftop.
There was no more sound coming from the other end of the phone, and Gin opened his eyes wide, looking at Hironobu Kishio who was buried there, and was unable to speak for a moment.
After a while,
"Mr. Gin."
"hello?"
The voice coming from the phone was still full of calm.
But Gin found it a little difficult to calm down. He was busy reviewing the incredible accident that happened right under his nose.
If he said that this was the result of careful calculations, he could accept it as a matter of course, but could the calculations really be accurate to the second?
He grinned unconsciously.
Those dark green eyes burst into excitement and joy.
"…It's really unexpected."
"Brother, there is a reply."
Vodka, who also witnessed the whole process, felt a little horrified. The text message he suddenly received gave him a startle and he quickly handed it to Gin.
The moment he saw the content of the text message, Gin's pupils suddenly shrank.
"Mr. Gin, the target has been staying in the apartment since 7pm and has not left the house."
Didn't go out…
How did he do it?
When Gin realized that the talent he discovered this time was far more outstanding than he had imagined, he gripped the phone a little too tightly.
interesting!
"By the way, can I ask you something? When the target was killed, he should have landed on his chest, right?"
The movement on the ground in the distance disturbed the residents in the surrounding area.
When a curious person walked out of the house or looked out the window to check what was going on, Hayashi's voice could be clearly heard by Gin and Vodka on the top floor where only the sound of the wind was heard.
"No, he landed on his back."
Vodka answered subconsciously - because Hironobu Kishio was hit before he could stand up, so he saw it clearly.
After hearing his reply, the previously gentle voice on the phone suddenly became irritated: "Tsk!"