Mecha Start, Nuclear Bomb Tokyo

"Ah...Okay. I see, Rentaro."

Enju Aihara, who didn't know what she was thinking, nodded cautiously after feeling his gaze.

Ever since the incident at noon, Aihara Enju has been in this state of fear.

"..." Satomi Rentaro.

With a shallow sigh, Satomi Rentaro also knew that his sudden outburst of yelling at noon had scared Aihara Enju.

This is indeed his problem.

Although his starting point is correct, it is true that it scares Aihara Enju.

After this mission is over, let's find some time to have a good talk with her.

As long as we talk about it, I think Yeonju will still understand himself.

Thinking of this, Satomi Rentaro cheered up again.

At this time, Nagasawa Yuichi on the other side also brought several bodyguards, smiling and condolences.

"Hello, are you Satomi-kun and President Tendo? I will trouble you tonight."

"Ah...that's true. President Nagasawa took the initiative to greet us. We are really sincere and frightened."

Tendoki and Satomi Rentaro showed some surprise, and shook hands with each other.

Mainly Nagasawa Yuichi as a big shot with the ability to influence the entire Tokyo area.

He would actually take the trouble to shake hands with the representative of their little-known civilian police company.

This is indeed enough face for the other party.

After chatting with each other for a while, Tendoki and Satomi Rentaro watched each other leave.

"Sure enough, he is worthy of being a big shot in the upper echelons of the Tokyo circle. He really looks very impressive."

Tiantongmu sighed even more.

Little-known police companies like theirs will deliberately remember their names and come to greet them.

From here, we can also see Nagasawa Yuichi's skill in winning people's hearts.

"Well...it's really unusual."

Satomi Rentaro nodded.

Satomi Rentaro had vaguely felt it when he shook hands with the other party just now.

The opponent's physical fitness is very strong.

Breathe evenly.

The footsteps are well-proportioned and powerful.

Just relying on these points, he was able to conclude that the opponent's close combat ability was by no means ordinary.

At least among the police officers present.

Few people can compare with the other party's strong physical fitness.

The key is that Yuichi Nagasawa is still in a high position.

It must have taken a lot of effort and sweat to develop this strong physique, right?

The three of them looked back, and then turned to look at the person in charge of assigning the escort tasks on the stage.

The escort mission this time is mainly to protect the safety of Yuichi Nagasawa and the safety of the cargo.

So Yuichi Nagasawa's car and truck will be in the middle of the convoy.

The front of the convoy is handed over to the top-ranked groups of policemen to open the way.

And those with more than 1 rankings like Satomi Rentaro and the others——

"Is it really at the back of the convoy?"

Sighing helplessly, Tentongmu bit Sakura Fen's lips as he looked at the policemen in front of them who were sitting in luxury cars and were responsible for opening the way.

Obviously intends to flex its muscles and make a name for itself...

As a result, such a corner was arranged for them.

Even if there is a problem.

It will also be taken away by the police in front of you all at once, okay?

She stood there sighing and refused to get in the car.

Satomi Rentaro, who looked helpless next to him, could only comfort him: "There is no other way. Our ranking is indeed too low. Anyway, let's go first, Kisara-san."

"...All right."

Tentongmu glared at the high-ranking policemen in front of him.

After secretly sighing that the world is cold, he got into the car helplessly.

Accompanied by the sound of the horn of the vehicle that opened the road ahead.

The entire convoy also started slowly in the next second.

In the dark of the port.

Only the silhouette of the entire convoy speeding forward in the night can be seen.

From the port of Tokyo to the Nagasawa Yuichi Group warehouse on the other side of the city.

This distance takes about one to two hours.

In other words, as long as you concentrate and persist for an hour or two, the task will be considered complete.

During this period, Tendoki, who was sitting in the car, kept rambling on.

Hope something happens.

But it's best not to kill anyone.

It's best to let her Tiantong Police Office take care of it and make her famous.

That pious look with his hands clasped together.

Those who didn't know thought she was visiting the gods and Buddhas of which era.

Seeing Rentaro, he couldn't help feeling amused.

But Satomi Rentaro sincerely didn't want anything to happen.

Because there is always a bad feeling in his heart.

Perhaps his senses had failed.

Or maybe Tendoki worshiped the wrong gods and Buddhas.

This mission entrusted unexpectedly went smoothly.

No halfway interception.

There was no intense gun battle in the city center either.

Speed ​​through the crowded Tokyo roads.

In the end, this long convoy stopped in front of the warehouse of Nagasawa Group.

In the darkness, the densely packed warehouses seem to have an indescribable sense of oppression.

But completely different from this oppressive feeling, all the policemen on the convoy, including Satomi Rentaro, breathed a sigh of relief.

It has already arrived at the warehouse, so there must be no more moths.

After all, no one in this world is afraid of chaos like Tiantong Mugeng.

Everyone wanted to complete the escort mission as soon as possible.

Take the money and leave.

And now it finally arrived in front of the warehouse of Nagasawa Group.

The next thing will be much easier.

Escort the wagons into various warehouses, and they can collect their money and leave.

All the policemen got out of the car voluntarily and formed a guard team.

And as Nagasawa Yuichi's housekeeper.

A middle-aged man in a suit got out of the car directly, came to the warehouse gate, and opened the door intercom.

Prepare to call the security team of Nagasawa Group to come out to meet him.

but--

"Um...?"

After giving orders on the walkie-talkie three times in a row, the butler in the suit frowned and realized something was wrong: "What's going on?"

According to the usual efficiency of the Nagasawa security team.

The door should have been opened by now.

but...

The front door was still locked.

No sign of opening at all.

Inexplicably, there was a dull and dignified atmosphere in the air.

Aware of this.

The expressions of the policemen present became serious.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

All the policemen present were ranked very high, and all of them were veterans.

The moment they realized something was wrong, they all pulled out their guns.

Pistols, submachine guns, semi-automatic rifles...