crisis management game.

Chapter 226 Gangster Funeral
Back in the room, Gu Ji checked the backpack.

Apart from VX nerve agent and ERC message jammer, there is nothing in the backpack.

He placed the two items next to his body and lay on the bed.

Early the next morning.

Gu Ji was woken up by the phone alarm.

He washed up briefly, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw Gao Bo coming out at the same time. The two waited for Wu Kang in the restaurant for a while, and after breakfast, they took a taxi to the nearby electrical appliance store to purchase self-defense items.

Anti-wolf spray is defined as security supplies and police equipment in China. In theory, it cannot be bought and sold at will, but it is legal in Japan and can be seen everywhere.

These so-called protective sprays are actually pepper water, and the main effect is the capsaicin in it.

The heat of common pepper is 2 SHU, and the heat of pepper spray can be as high as 200 million to 300 million SHU. In contrast, the heat of military tear gas is 530 million SHU.

Therefore, once it is sprayed on the human face, it will cause the target to temporarily lose vision within 1 to 3 seconds, unable to open the eyes at all, and it will also cause a strong cough in the upper respiratory tract, making people lose the ability to resist, which can last for about half an hour.

In addition, the three also bought three mechanical swing sticks.

I don't know if it's because of Japan's regulations, but the head of the stick is made of engineering plastic, which is less durable than alloys, but the body of the stick is made of metal, which is at least enough for self-defense.

Gu Ji bought the 21-inch version, which is also the size he usually uses in the SWAT team.

Just after paying the money, Lang Shaobo called and asked where they were.

After receiving the three people, everyone followed Shi Zhengmin and Inoue Takaaki's vehicle, put on dark suits, and headed to the Tama area of ​​Tokyo together. This is the hometown of the sixth generation of the Jiquanhui, so the funeral memorial hall was naturally set up there.

The funeral process in Dongying is similar to that in China. After the vigil, a mourning ceremony will be held on the second day.

Thinking about the conflict with gangsters in the Tama area just yesterday, Lang Shaobo was still a little excited, but he didn't expect to come back here today.

It was close to 10:[-] in the morning and finally arrived near the funeral memorial hall.

The Buddhist Memorial Hall is located on a hillside in the outskirts, near the court, one can imagine how arrogant Jiquan would be.

And the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department is not easy to mess with.

The frequent violent murders in the past few days have already angered the top police officers. For this funeral, a "Funeral Combat Headquarters of the Jiquanhui" was specially established, and nearly 500 police were deployed on the traffic roads around the funeral memorial hall. On the road, strictly check the gang vehicles in the past.

The contraband seized included more than 100 pistols, 192 knives, 169 illegal gang members, and even some potassium nitrate powder, which is used to make explosives!

Sitting in the back row, Wu Kang listened to what Shi Zhengmin said on the intercom, and couldn't help but exclaim:
"There are more than 100 guns. Could it be that these people are here to fight?"

"It's normal. The bosses of the gangsters have the most enemies. They usually stay at the headquarters of the club. Even if they go out to do errands, they will bring a large number of thugs to prevent others from sneaking attacks and assassinations. Today is the funeral of the sixth generation. Come to mourn, in order to prevent accidents, of course you must bring some self-defense guys."

After all, Lang Shaobo works in the Police Liaison Office. Although he is not a policeman, he still knows the Dongying gang very well.

But Gu Ji thought it was just loud thunder and little rain.

Yesterday's actions alone are enough to see that when he came up, he asked Takaaki Inoue to notify the Tama Regional Command Center to block the traffic, but in the end he still didn't keep the black Alpha of Ryomotosha.

If he and Lang Shaobo hadn't knocked over one of them, they might all have run away.

During the conversation, we came to the half-hillside.

Both sides of the Banpo parking lot are densely packed with black vehicles, most of which are luxury cars, such as Mercedes-Benz Maybach, Lexus LS, and even the classic Toyota Century.

There are more than a dozen gangster thugs in black suits standing around, bowing their heads at ninety degrees. They all wear black seals on a white background on their chests.

The stone steps left in the center, covered with white chrysanthemums and black ribbons on both sides, lead to a magnificent Buddhist hall on the top of the slope, which was converted into a temporary funeral memorial hall by the Jiquanhui. A large number of gang thugs gathered densely, each of them vicious.

Not to mention standing in front of them, even taking a look at them, they feel very oppressive.

Gao Bo couldn't help but read a few words.

"My good fellow, the funeral of the gang boss is so grand?"

"This is the funeral of the president of the second largest designated violent society in Japan, who controls hundreds of billions of dollars in wealth. As the Yamaguchi-gumi gradually declines, there have long been rumors that the Jiquanhui is actually the largest gangster. According to preliminary statistics from the Metropolitan Police Department , Almost all the top characters of more than 200 gang organizations in Japan were present, and nearly 1000 people attended today's memorial ceremony."

Chen Zhiyu on the side opened his mouth to explain.

As soon as a few people walked onto the square of the memorial hall, two tall, thin young men in suits came up and asked them in Japanese while guiding them to a white tent.

Translated by Lang Shaobo, he was asking them which gang they came from and what their name was, and they were actually asking for gift money.

Takaaki Inoue made a phone call.

A short while later, a short, middle-aged man walked over with four or five thugs laughing, and the younger brother Ji Quanhui immediately bowed at ninety degrees, and then the two sides began to communicate in private.

It seems that Takaaki Inoue didn't know how to talk through this gang boss and divide them into his own gang.

Gu Ji looked around, carefully sizing up the layout of the memorial hall, especially the main roads.

The entire Buddhist hall consists of a main hall and two side halls. There seems to be a building behind the main hall, which should be a place for monks to rest or eat.

There is only one step up the mountain on the front of the hillside. As for whether there is a path behind the mountain, he has not yet seen it.

These gangsters and thugs standing on the square were also wary of each other, but roughly formed two teams, one group should be a small society affiliated to the Jiquanhui, and the other group was probably from other violent gangs.

Just when he seemed to see a familiar figure, Gao Bo suddenly patted his shoulder.

"Gu Ji, I saw that long ponytail who kidnapped the president of the Fusong Gang at the university that day!"

"Group leader Xu, sister Qiao, there is a situation!"

Gu Ji notified Shi Zhengmin and Zeng Dan immediately, and a tall, thin young man in a black dark pattern suit with a long ponytail came into his eyes.

The facial features are somewhat obscured by the hair tips on the forehead and sideburns.

It can only be seen that his complexion is very white, so white that he hardly looks like a yellow man.

At this time, a younger brother ran quickly to the side of the ponytail man, and after whispering a few words in his ear, he turned his head slowly, and instantly met Gu Ji's eyes.

It is a person from Liangbensha.

Gu Ji frowned.

In the next second, the long ponytail walked towards several people quickly, and the thugs followed consciously behind them. Along the way, dozens of them gathered, everyone's face was sinister, full of oppression.

Wu Kang's pupils shrank, and he said urgently in a low voice:

"They're here, what should we do?"

"Don't move yet, play by ear."

Shi Zhengmin said bluntly, at critical moments, the attitude of the commander will affect the mental state of the players.

And Gu Ji had already quietly dropped his wrist to his waist, where he put his stick. This detail also caught Gao Bo's attention, and he also put his hand into his trouser pocket.

Soon, the ponytail man walked in front of several people.

His expression was like a paralyzed face, his eyes were deeply deep, as if cast a layer of shadows, and he looked a little chilling.

The kid who was talking to the short gang boss immediately ran up behind him.

Seeing that the scene became serious, the short boss laughed a few times in embarrassment, and took the initiative to get close to the ponytail man, but who knows, he was pushed away by the younger brother under him.

"Ah Nick (big brother)!"

"Hey!"

Dongying is very particular about seniority. The lower ranks need to bow when they see the higher ranks, and the younger ones need to bow when they see the elders. Seeing their boss being insulted, a few strong men behind him immediately became furious, and they were about to pounce on them.

And the thugs beside the ponytail man also surrounded him in an arc, twisting their wrists one by one, approaching like a city wall.

This scene was naturally noticed by many gang members around.

Everyone whispered like watching a play.

But the man with the ponytail didn't seem to have any plans to start a war with the short boss. He first bowed at ninety degrees. People, especially Takaaki Inoue.

Lang Shaobo swallowed dryly, sweat dripped from his forehead, and muttered softly: "Officer Gu, it's over, the other party seems to have discovered our identities, and they are questioning the boss, and the boss is justifying!"

In the end, the man with the ponytail uttered a sentence with "Saci" to Takaaki Inoue.

In an instant, the gangsters on the square seemed to be blown up, repeating the pronunciation one by one, and showing hideous faces. I don't know who whistled, and the gangsters immediately gathered together, He was surrounded.

Without even thinking about it, he must have discovered that Takaaki Inoue is a policeman!
Mawei's subordinates grinned and cursed, and rushed forward in an instant.

Lang Shaobo was so frightened that his heart almost stopped, but he heard three "whoosh, whoosh" sounds in his ears. Gu Ji and Gao Bo took a sliding step, put on a fighting stance, and at the same time with Wu Kang pulled out the swinging stick around their waists, killing them all. People guard behind.

At the same time, Takaaki Inoue also pulled out the pistol at his waist. It was a Sig Sauer P230, which was much better than the M37 revolver of ordinary patrolmen.

Seeing the black muzzle of the gun, the thugs stopped immediately.

Takaaki Inoue seemed to be used to such big scenes, and he was not afraid of the staring eyes of hundreds of gangster thugs. Provocative, as if saying, "Whoever dares to move will die."

The short boss turned pale with fright, and pulled his subordinates back to the side, not daring to say another word.

Takaaki Inoue's identity as a policeman has been exposed, and if he helps out at this time, they will be swallowed alive by the gangsters in the square!
Just when the two sides were at war.

Suddenly, a deep voice came from the memorial hall.

Many thugs stepped aside consciously, and saw a dozen men and women in suits walking slowly.

The leader among them, who was also the one who scolded him just now, is a middle-aged uncle in his 50s and [-]s. He looks a bit like "Yasen" in the air crash level. Muscular, long gray hair, tied into a small ball head, and silver beard scattered around the temples, fluttering in the wind, like a male lion.

But what really made Gu Ji's pupils shrink suddenly.

It was a fat man standing next to a thin black monkey with triangular eyes. His eyes were half raised, his mouth was full of stubble, and his black and blue hair was somewhat scrawled. .

It turned out to be Wang Xueming!

Not only him, but also two men and a woman beside him, namely the undercover court army, that mad woman Pan Xinli, and Bai Mingliang, the young owner of the Jinyuan Group in northern Myanmar.

I didn't expect that the first meeting between the two would be in such a tense scene.

indeed.

Today is the funeral of the sixth generation of the Kyrgyz Plenum. Wang Xueming and Bai Mingliang represent the Bai family in northern Myanmar, and they will not fail to mourn in person.

After a few months, the North Korean army has not changed much.

Wang Xueming's demeanor is getting more and more like a big brother, Pan Xinli still has dirty orange hair, I don't know if it's because of the seriousness of the occasion today, or her nerves have improved after being affected by hallucinogens, so she doesn't laugh like crazy.

I don't know if Gu Ji hid it too well, or the gun in Inoue Gaoming's hand is more attractive.

Wang Xueming only glanced at him, and then focused all his attention on the police.

The white-haired boss had a very high prestige. Once he spoke, everyone dared not speak anymore and lowered their heads.

After asking a few words about the situation.

A middle-aged man with a slightly bald head beside him smiled, stood up and said a few words, and the white-haired boss told the thugs to retreat.

Only then did Lang Shaobo heave a sigh of relief, "Phew, that's great, the Counselor of the Tama District Police Station is present, we are saved."

In the ranks of Japanese police officers, the position of the counselor is second only to the head of the police department, and he can be regarded as the second-in-command of the police department.

really.

Takaaki Inoue also put down his pistol, walked up to the bald counselor, and saluted the report.

The counselor was accompanied by four or five police officers, who reprimanded him a few words, blaming them for acting without authorization in the First Division of Criminal Investigation of the Metropolitan Police Department, and then went back to chatting with the white-haired boss.

Gao Bo looked at the swinging stick in his hand and couldn't help cursing.

"Damn it, this thing really doesn't have a gun, it can't scare those gangsters."

"Fortunately no conflict broke out, otherwise so many people rushed up together, let alone fighting, we would be drowned by spitting!"

Wu Kang, on the other hand, was a little apprehensive. He felt that it was too risky to attend the funeral of the gangster. At least he had to prepare sufficient police force to deal with it.

Gu Ji put away his stick and watched coldly the scattered gangsters. Although he was restricted by the orders of the white-haired boss and couldn't do anything, it could be seen from their stern eyes that the danger of the gangsters was still not resolved. "Group Leader Xu, what are the origins of those gang bosses who spoke just now? Why did senior officials from the Tama District Police Department mix with them?"

(End of this chapter)