How Real Wine Became the Light of the Metropolitan Police

"Hey! Wait, are you going in?"

Atobe's tone was a little flustered, and he accelerated his speed and clung to Xin Haikong's back, silently grabbing the hem of Xin Haikong's clothes with one hand.

Che, he also said that he was not afraid, but he was very skilled at grasping clothes.

Xin Haikong laughed sarcastically.

But to be honest, this haunted house is several times more terrifying than the one eight years later.

In places like haunted houses, the most important thing is the atmosphere, and the best weapon to create the atmosphere is the lighting.

The cave was not as pure and dark as it was eight years later.

Quite the contrary, there are a lot of lights here.

Dark blue small floor lamps were arranged in series ten centimeters from the ground, reflecting the dark red blood on the ground.

The air-conditioning was artificially released in the hollowed out rock holes, blowing goosebumps all over.

The blood-red ceiling lights would appear every three or four meters, causing the dense **** handprints on the walls to appear and disappear from time to time.

There was no dust on the ghost hands hanging from the ceiling, it was all sticky blood.

From time to time, there will be NPCs with blood on their faces and ten-level makeup jumping out and scaring them.

"I've told you, the fusion here will definitely be bad. It's just to let the staff dress up as Sadako and Gaya to jump out to be scary." Atobu's broken thoughts spit behind Xin Haikong, as if Just jumped up in fright, hit the top of the rock, and screamed in pain that it wasn't like him.

But the sudden face-to-face killing is indeed a bit scary.

I have already walked through the new sea and sky of the haunted house, but I didn't pay much attention to the surrounding environment.

After encountering a scary NPC that jumped out, his first reaction was to find out where the NPC came from.

In this way, he does not feel that this haunted house is scary.

At least not the first time Matsuda deliberately pretended to be missing to deceive him much better.

It's a comforting thing.

But it's strange, why is the haunted house in eight years' time compared to half a year ago, it's so inconsistent, it's like...

Disappearing lights and staff, accumulated dust, worn out props…

It looks like it has been closed for a long time!

Yup!

Even if a normal person came here eight years ago, after eight years of scouring, there is not much memory left after eight years, and they will only feel that the design of the haunted house is very stretched, and there is no other feeling.

But Xin Haikong is different. He has just been to the haunted house eight years later, and his memory is still very fresh. Now he went directly to the haunted house eight years ago. The contrast is very strong.

It is estimated that only Xin Haikong can find the difference between the two haunted houses.

The haunted house has been closed for a long time.

A flash of light flashed, and the clues were connected in series.

The exact same map eight years ago.

The original haunted house with all lighting props and NPCs and the current haunted house with no staff in the whole darkness.

The haunted house in eight years should have been closed long ago and no longer open to the public.

So no staff, no lights, no scary NPCs jumping out.

For some reason, the haunted house has kept the set from eight years ago, and the paint remains on the ground, but thick dust has accumulated in many places.

map.

The map the Joker handed them was clearly a map from eight years ago.

The map is very new and should not be kept until then. Someone should have reprinted the map at that time and removed the barriers outside the sealed haunted house, attracting them to that place...

If so, wouldn't the place where that happened be-

"boom-"

A sharp gunshot came from inside the haunted house.

"what-!"

A piercing scream erupted from within.

It's this haunted house, something happened.

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"Was it a gunshot just now?"

Atobe rushed to the front of Xin Haikong, turned around and asked that sentence to confirm.

"It must be the sound of gunfire! Something happened ahead!"

The purple-gray-haired boy wanted to move forward after saying that.

Xin Haikong reached out and grabbed him, and the amber eyes showed a strange reddish-brown under the red light above his head.

"Do you understand Keigo Atobe, there are gunshots ahead! We should go out!"

Finally give you a chance to go back, after all, he brought you here.

The young man in front turned his head, and a trace of pure doubt flashed in his sea-blue eyes.

"But there are still people in front... or should we call the police first?"

Gee.

"The phone has no signal."

Atobe Keigo had already taken out his mobile phone and tried to dial, but the phone was cut off.

He looked up at Xin Haikong in surprise, "How come you know it before you fight..."

Because he has already hit you once.

But no thanks, he didn't get through.

The signal eight years ago was only weaker than it was eight years later, and it would definitely not be able to get through.

"Aren't you going to save people?"

The black-haired boy raised his chin expressionlessly towards the haunted house.

Nothing that happened in the past can be changed, and all efforts in the opposite direction will eventually drive you toward your original destination.

In this case, it is better to follow nature.

He wanted to see how Ajibu offended the murderer, and how he and Anshitou were related.

Wait, if you say that, isn't Amuro also in this haunted house at this time?

Shin Haikong recalled the deep filter Amuro had when he first saw him.

That young, kind, new sea and sky full of bright hope and future.

Such an impression must have been left in this incident...

"Let's withdraw first and call the police!"

Atobe turned around and pulled up Shinkai's hand to go out.

But Xin Haikong stood still and didn't move.

"Why don't you go?"

"I'm afraid we won't be able to go."

Xin Haikong's tone was calm, and he looked forward meaningfully.

Atobe followed and turned his head to look over—

Two black-clad, face-covered men with guns in their hands stood a little further inside the haunted house.

The man on the left was looking at Keigo Atobe with bright eyes.

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"Just be honest with me! If anyone dares to move again, it will end like that!"

A tall man in a dark brown coat held a gun in his right hand, stood in the center, and shouted viciously.

There was just a dark blue floor lamp where his gun was pointing.

Everyone could clearly see that a staff member dressed as Sadako fell to the ground on his back, and the **** face that was originally painted was really covered in blood.

The original bright red was black under the blue light, flowing down the pale face.

Under her body, a lot of blood is still pouring out.

The gunshot just now really killed someone.

Tourists and other staff members who were bundled into a ball of twine and straw huddled in the corner and shivered. The dim light made it impossible to see the faces of those trapped.

Shinkai and Abe were pointed at by guns, and walked into the spacious place in the haunted house step by step.

—The place where Atobe Keigo was attacked eight years later.

"Boss! We've found Akibu!"

The man behind him pushed Atobe forward with the cold barrel of the gun, and said excitedly to the masked man in the dark brown coat in the center.

Xin Haikong was also pushed to the ground, with his hands tied behind his back.

"Oh?"

The "boss" with a gun in the middle looked at Ajibu, who was lying on the ground, and walked forward quickly.

"Bring a light here and illuminate it clearly!"

The younger brother behind him hurriedly came forward with a flashlight when he heard the words, the intense light shone straight on Aji's face, and he closed his eyes in irritation.

Even Xin Haikong, who was on the side, was affected, and there were tears in the corners of his eyes.

This group of people came for Atobe Keigo. Is it the kidnapper?

"It really is, eldest young master..."

The "boss" pressed Ajibu to the ground with one palm, and greeted the man behind him to stab Ajibu's head with a gun.

He turned his head and asked the tall, thin man behind him.

"What did the police say? Did the Atobe Foundation inform you? Ten billion yen is not less than a cent."

He patted Jibu's cheek with his hand again, "Where's the eldest young master of the Jibu consortium, it must be worth some money anyway."

Xin Haikong was pressed to the cold floor, and his brain was running fast.

This group of kidnappers came for Ajibu. They should have obtained Ajibu's track in advance and ambushed in the amusement park.

Even if they didn't enter the haunted house, they were just kidnapped in another place.

As long as he is still with the eldest young master, he cannot escape.

But isn't Zhongjibu a pure victim in this matter?

How could it arouse the hatred of the murderer? Could it be that the clichéd escaped kidnapper came back to take revenge?

What does this have to do with the policeman's daughter?

And the most important thing is that he is still alive eight years later, so there shouldn't be any danger now...

"What about this guy next to him?"

The man asked with a rough voice.

Xin Haikong's face was raised, and the dazzling white flashlight shone directly on his face.

"I don't know. I got it with this eldest young master. He looks younger than him, so I guess he is also some kind of rich master."

"It doesn't look like it. Martini only said that the heirs of the Ajibu Consortium would come, but he didn't mention the identities of the young ladies in the other chaebols. If it really is a big fish, that guy will definitely increase the price."

Martini!

In the darkness, the black-haired boy's fair face was covered with black ash, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

This is the name of the wine.

"Boss! There's news from the police, they said..." The tall and thin man holding his phone swallowed, "They said that 10 billion is not enough, and the maximum amount of cash that can be transferred is only 5 billion."

"boom!"

Suddenly there was another shot.

Xin Haikong forcibly endured the tinnitus caused by the close contact with the gunfire, and glanced sideways.

The tall, thin man who reported the news was shot by the "boss".

He propped his head with his collar and turned his gaze to the group of hostages not far away.

The light was so dim that it was impossible to see whether An Shitou was in the group or not.

The hostages tied to one side were silent at this time, and no one dared to speak again.

The "boss" reached out and grabbed the hair on the back of Jibu's head, picked him up, and scratched his face with a gun, as if to see where to start.

No matter how calm the purple-gray-haired boy was, he was only eighteen years old. His face was extremely pale at this time, his lips were trembling, and he took a deep breath as he said:

"The money will be given to you, my father will definitely give you the money, you don't want to kill..."

"Oh! By the way, you reminded me."

The boss released his hand, and the unsupported Akubu fell to the ground again. He said yin and yang angrily:

"I still have so many hostages. Ueno, go tell the police outside, we can wait. One, two, three..."

Little by little he held the gun in the air, as if counting something.

"Oh, we have a lot of hostages. You can wait as long as you want. Tell those stinky cops, from now on, we'll kill one person every half an hour to see who can afford it."

The rest of the men in black did not respond.

"Ueno!"

The "boss" shouted again with a rough voice.

"Boss, Ueno was just killed by you..."

The man behind Xin Haikong whispered.

"Ha! I forgot."

The man laughed in a low voice, and the laughter seemed particularly gloomy in the cave.

"You go and notify the police."

He stared at the man behind Xin Haikong, reached out and pulled Xin Haikong who was lying on the ground, and held the gun to the boy's head.

"This kid will be the first hostage, in front of all the police, hahaha!"

"New sea!"

Aji, whose head had been shot to the ground, turned his head to the side and cried out. He gritted his teeth and insisted:

"Don't touch him, he's my brother, if you touch him, you won't get any more money."

"younger brother?"

There was some doubt in the man's voice, and he took a flashlight and shone on the black-haired boy's face, "It looks a little small, so let's change it."

He threw away Xin Haikong, raised his gun and approached the hostages not far away, his eyes fixed on a young male high school student.

The other party was wearing a school uniform and was close to another girl.

"It's just you."

He pointed a gun at the high school boy.

The male high school student turned pale with fright, and his whole body was shaking.

"hurry up!"

The man roared loudly.

"Tono, don't be afraid, let me go."

A gentle female voice sounded, and then, the girl next to the male high school student stood up.

"Let me go."

The girl's voice was still full of childishness, but she had an inexplicable courage to move forward.

"I'll be a hostage."

The next second the situation becomes more complicated.

Another boy stood up in the darkness and said in a somewhat familiar voice from Xin Haikong:

"Let me go, let me be a hostage."

"zero-"

"Tsk, is there a self-recommendation for being a hostage? It's interesting."

The man unceremoniously accepted all the bills, and dragged out the high school girl and the boy.

When they stood under the light, Xin Haikong was able to see who the two were.

The boy is Toru Amuro from eight years ago, or should be called Yugu Zero.

The young man's blond hair shone under the red light, and his purple-gray eyes looked at the kidnapper rebelliously.

The high school girl next to her has long black hair, dark blue phoenix eyes that are firm and gentle, and is wearing a simple black school uniform.

"Fangcun?"

Atobe next to him murmured in a low voice.

The plot develops step by step in the direction expected by Xin Haikong.

The daughter of the police officer Hoshimura Hirohiko should be the girl in front of him.

Xin Haikong can probably guess why this girl will stand up, and it can be seen from the courage that surrounds her tender brows - this is a police reserve.

Sad to die here.

The magnanimous gentleman slept in the ground, and the little man Qiqi lived a hundred years.

The current information can basically restore part of the truth.

Yoshimura Hirohiko's daughter voluntarily stood up as a hostage in place of others, in order to be the indestructible justice in her heart.

She goes out with Amuro Toru, something will happen later, and the final outcome is that she dies in front of all the police.

The Megumi Police Department once said that Yoshimura Hirohiko had some time to be transferred to Tokyo to work.

The most tragic situation is that of a father watching his daughter die in front of his eyes, but there is nothing he can do.

Not to mention that the father is a policeman himself.

This is undoubtedly a bigger blow.

Yoshimura Hirohiko, who lost his daughter, can only see the "truth" he thinks. He doesn't know that his daughter is a voluntary hostage for the justice in his heart.

He will only attribute everything to Keigo Atobe, who caused the whole kidnapping but ended up safe because of the money.

It also took other hostages who were kidnapped but did not die, including Toru Amuro, and naturally Xin Haikong.

Maybe the kidnapper's follow-up explanation will let him know that the original hostage should be Xin Haikong, and the original one should be Xin Haikong.

Just because of a word from Ajibu, the kidnapper changed a hostage.

The hatred that could not be vented overwhelmed his mind, making him point the finger at Keigo Atobe and Xin Haikong.

So how did he figure out his itinerary and be sure that he would go to the playground?

This is clearly only-

!

Eavesdropper!

An excellent policeman, of course, has a super high anti-reconnaissance ability. When Matsuda Jinhei asked him to go to the playground with him, the bug was already installed.

After meeting him on the Shinkansen, Yoshimura Hirohiko recognized Shinkai by certain characteristics, and then sneaked into his room and installed a bug.

Xin Haikong mistakenly thought that the bug was installed by someone from the red side, but instead gave this guy a chance.

In other words, in this guy's plan, it doesn't matter if Amuro comes or not, and Shinkai must be there to witness the death of Ajibe Keigo.

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"It's just a hostage, and you're still competing for jobs here, so let me go!"

The man holding the gun smashed Anshitou on the back of the head, pushed both of them forward, and walked towards the entrance with a bunch of men in black.

There are not many people in black indoors, and more people are stationed at the entrance and exit passages along the road to prevent the police from raiding in. When Xin Haikong was just pushed in, I saw a lot.

Right now, there are only three men in black guarding the hostages, two are pointing guns at the pile of hostages over there, and one is pointing a gun at Jibu.

Are they really going to stay here honestly?

Xin Haikong turned his head and glanced at Ajibu Jingwu, his pupils shrank.

The other party didn't know when he broke free of the rope in his hand, and looked at Xin Haikong with a suggestive look.

As if to say, do it?

Are young people today so brave?

That's right, it's too unreliable to rely on the group of police outside to save yourself, it's better to save yourself.

This group of people kills one person every half an hour, and if they continue to wait, they will undoubtedly die.

But what about the two men in black on the opposite side?

Just when Xin Haikong was stunned, two male staff members suddenly burst into flames in the hostage group on the opposite side, and quickly tied the necks of the two kidnappers with ropes. The rest of the people cooperated to take away the guns from the kidnappers.

The whole process was smooth and silent.

!

Are the professionalism of the haunted house staff so high now?

In order not to be chased by players, you went to learn Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, right?

The kidnapper behind Atobu seemed to have noticed something strange, and was about to raise his gun and stepped forward when Xin Haikong kicked the opponent from behind.

The man just stumbled a little, and didn't look like he was about to fall.

Atobu jumped onto the opponent's back, and wrapped the rope tightly around the opponent's neck, making him speechless.

The hostage on the other side also stepped forward to help.

A male staff removed the pen fairy doll at the back of the hall, revealing a small circular hole.

He beckoned everyone to go out.

Isn't this the employee channel that Xinhaikong has been looking for? It was hidden here.

When everyone gathered together, he could see the number of hostages clearly. Excluding Toru Amuro and Fangcun who went out, there were only six people in total, two male staff, him and Atobe, the scared high school boy, and one A young man with short black hair.

"Hurry up, that group of people should catch up soon."

The male staff said in a low voice, and jumped into the narrow black hole first.

Another staff member was standing on the outermost side, and it should have been discussed to protect everyone one after the other.

The male high school student was still shivering, but at this moment, he jumped down without hesitation.

The operation is too familiar, it is difficult for Xin Haikong to think of him.

"Hurry up and jump, what are you doing!"

Atobe pushed behind Xin Haikong.

"hurry up."

The young man with short black hair also answered.

The remaining three men are all subconsciously taking care of the "little brother" Xin Haikong.

Xin Haikong gritted his teeth and jumped into the hole.

After entering, I found out that this should be a tunnel that had been dug in advance at the beginning of the construction of the haunted house, combined with various organs along the way, to ensure that the staff can jump out from all kinds of strange and unpredictable places to scare tourists.

The traces behind him also jumped down.

They lowered their voices and walked silently and quickly in the underground passage.

I don't know how long it took, but there was light in front of my eyes.

But at the same time, there was a loud noise behind him.

"That group of guys should jump down too!"

The male staff member at the back of the hall trembled with fear, and pushed everyone forward, signaling everyone to go faster.

One by one, they drilled out of the reserved hole, facing the side of the police encirclement.

The police officers looked at them in shock, their mouths widened, and their hands swayed wildly on their heads, as if expressing something.

"Here we are! Hurry up and save us!"

The leading staff thought the police were greeting them, and ran in the direction of the police with hope, screaming.

"boom!"

A gunshot rang out, and the man who was running at the front fell to the ground, a blood flower exploded on his back, and blood splattered everywhere.

Xin Haikong was thrown to the ground, and Abe who walked beside him was also pressed to the ground.

The next second, more violent gunshots sounded.

The kidnapper, who was completely ripped off, shot at the police recklessly.

The warm liquid dripped from above and flowed onto Xin Haikong's eyelashes.

He blinked, it was red.

The scene was completely out of control.