Chapter 134: Gunshots in the wilderness! Yamamoto, I love you, Immortal! The younger brothers who were sent out to collect money or receive goods were absolutely trusted, so when the middle-aged man with short silver hair heard the younger brother say that he had not arrived yet, he did not have any doubts. "Zhi, you don't have to go, come back." After saying this, the middle-aged man with short silver hair hung up the phone and looked at the bald man on the other side with an unfriendly look and said coldly, "Yamamoto, are you trying to trick me?" As he finished speaking, the younger brothers behind him saw that the situation was not good and they all drew their guns and aimed at the bald man. "What are you doing? Are you trying to rob your fellow thieves?" "Baga! Put down your guns!" Seeing this, the younger brothers behind the bald man also pulled out their guns and confronted him, cursing and shouting. In the empty, uninhabited wilderness, the two sides were three or four meters apart, tensions were drawn, the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder, and it seemed that a gunfight was about to break out at any time. "Yoshida! What do you mean? You took the money but don't want to give the goods?" Yamamoto raised his hand, signaling to the younger brothers behind him not to get excited, and glared at Yoshida. “Baka!” Seeing that the other party was still playing dumb, Yoshida was furious and shouted, “The people I sent to collect the money haven’t arrived yet, but you said the money has been taken away, and then you confidently ask me for the goods?”

"Impossible! The person I arranged to deliver the money would never lie to me! If they say the money has been sent out, then it has been sent out!" Yamamoto was convinced that the other party was a thief. "My people won't cheat me!" Yoshida shouted loudly, and then said: "Who knows who your people gave the money to? Anyway, I haven't received the money, and I won't give the goods. Today's transaction is cancelled." As soon as he finished speaking, he backed away and was about to leave. "Stop! Either give me back my money, leave the goods, or leave your life!" Yamamoto was furious and pulled out his gun and shouted at Yoshida. "Okay, okay! Yamamoto, this is exactly what you were planning. You want the goods, but you don't want to pay for them, right? Do you really think I'm easy to bully?" Yoshida was so angry that his face turned blue. As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled out his gun and shot. "boom!" "Ah!" Yamamoto was shot in the shoulder, his body staggered back, and he subconsciously pulled the trigger. "Protect big brother!" "Bakayaloo! Kill them!" "Bang bang bang bang bang..." Accompanied by roars and curses, fierce gunfire rang out soon after, and stopped abruptly after three or five minutes. There were more than a dozen bleeding bodies lying on the ground. Because the two sides were so close, the hit rate was frighteningly high. And because Yamamoto's side had the advantage in numbers, Yoshida's side was eventually wiped out. Of course, Yamamoto's side was not much better. Eight people came, and now five are dead and three are injured including him. It can be said that he hurt the enemy a thousand and lost eight hundred of his own people. "Brother, are you okay?" asked a younger brother as he supported Yamamoto, who was shot twice and bleeding profusely. Another brother who was shot in the leg endured the pain and held his gun while vigilantly observing the corpses on the ground to prevent someone from pretending to be dead so that he could attack them by surprise. "I won't die." Yamamoto replied with a pale face, and then said: "Take the goods and go." "Hi!" The three men fled the scene with Yoshida's goods.

About ten minutes later, the trusted younger brother who was sent by Yoshida to collect the money came back. When he rushed out of the car and saw the corpses all over the ground, his eyes were dull, as if he was struck by lightning. "Brother! Big brother!!!" He stumbled and crawled over to hug Yoshida's body and cried loudly, because Yoshida was not only his big brother in the underworld, but also his cousin who grew up with him and they had a very good relationship. His parents died early, and he was fostered in his cousin's home when he was young. His uncle and aunt treated him as their own son and even gave him money to support his love of learning so that he could study in China. After returning from his studies, he helped his cousin manage the accounts in return for the favor. The brothers joined forces and their business gradually grew bigger and stronger. He had planned to immigrate to Europe and the United States and become a landowner after making enough money, but he didn't expect that his cousin would die. Yoshida Tomo was extremely sad and furious. With tears streaming down his face, he held his cousin's body and howled to the sky. "Yamamoto, I'll fuck you!!!" If he didn't avenge his cousin, he would be unworthy of being a human being. Yoshida Tomo secretly vowed to live the rest of his life to avenge his cousin. On the other hand, Shinichi Nakamura was unaware of the tragedy he had accidentally caused. He had already returned home and was about to count how much money he had. But when he opened the box, he was dumbfounded. The box was full of banknotes. But it’s all in US dollars! One box of Japanese yen and one box of US dollars. The value of the two cannot be compared. Shinichi Nakamura swallowed and quickly opened another box, which was also full of US dollars. He estimated that it must be at least tens of millions. "Si Guoyi is so generous." Shinichi Nakamura murmured to himself. Damn, he is worthy of working in a bank. He has no concept of money because he touches money every day. He just gives me more than 10 million US dollars. "Dingling bell~Dingling bell~" Just then his mobile phone rang. Shinichi Nakamura came back to his senses, took a deep breath to calm himself down, and answered the call, "Moshimoshi?" "Detective Nakamura, I'm Minister Kimura's secretary, Yagyu Huairou. Excuse me, are you not here yet?" In the abandoned factory, although Liu Sheng Huairou's tone was very polite, his displeasure was already apparent. Baka! How dare you make me wait so long! "Ah?" Nakamura was stunned for a moment, his mind was a little confused, looking at the two boxes of US dollars, he suddenly realized something, and after a moment of silence, he said: "Hello, Secretary Yagyu, Inspector Aoyama said that the money is a gift for you. I am very sorry that you made a wasted trip." Liu Sheng Huairou, who was originally full of anger, was stunned when he heard this, and quickly reflected on whether his tone just now sounded a little too harsh? "This...how can I say this? This is a gift from Minister Nakamura to Mr. Aoyama. Should I accept it..." Yagyu Huairou's tone was much gentler. Shinichi Nakamura interrupted him, "Since it was given to Inspector Aoyama, it belongs to him and he can handle it. Even if Minister Kimura knew about it, he wouldn't say anything. Of course, it's best not to let him know." "Hi!" Liu Sheng responded with a gentle voice, and said in a pleasant manner, "Since this is a kind gesture from Inspector Aoyama, Liu Sheng would be honored to receive it. Please ask Detective Nakamura to say hello to Inspector Aoyama for me. If you need my help in the future, Liu Sheng will do his best to help." A man who eats someone's food is grateful to him; a man who receives someone's gifts is obliged to return the favor. "Sure." Shinichi Nakamura agreed. After hanging up the phone, he quickly called Aoyama Hidenobu, "Inspector, there was an accident."

"What accident?" Aoyama Hidenobu was watching TV with his sister-in-law. To be precise, it was his sister-in-law who was watching TV. And he was looking at his sister-in-law. "Tonight I..." Shinichi Nakamura told everything about tonight's misunderstanding and his own guesses. After hearing this, Aoyama Hidenobu could no longer hold back, so he stood up and walked out the door and said, "In other words, you took someone else's trading funds by mistake." "Hi!" Shinichi Nakamura was also speechless. Aoyama Hidenobu asked, "How many are there?" "Probably several million US dollars." "Hiss~ With such a large sum of money, the other party will definitely ask for it." Qingshan Hidenobu bared his teeth, and after a moment of silence, he said: "No matter how much money it is, just give me 10 million, and keep the rest for yourself. If there are any troubles later, I will help you deal with it." "Hi!" Shinichi Nakamura readily agreed. After all, leaving behind a few million dollars would be enough for him to achieve financial freedom. And just as Aoyama Hidenobu said, it is impossible for the original owner not to recover such a large sum of money. If there is any trouble, he cannot handle it alone. "That's it, don't think too much." Aoyama Hidenobu hung up the phone and turned into the house. The eldest sister-in-law looked up and asked, "What's the matter?" "It's just about work." Aoyama Hidenobu smiled, rolled up his shirt sleeves and said, "Sister-in-law, you must be very busy in the flower shop. Let me massage your legs for you." Don't get me wrong, he's just being filial. "Ah! This... no need for that. Hidenobu, you've been working very hard." Upon hearing this, Haruko Aoyama pulled her legs back and declined awkwardly. Qingshan Hidenobu pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "That makes sense. Sister-in-law, please help me press it." After saying that, he lay down on the sofa. "Ah?" Aoyama Haruko was even more confused. After coming to her senses, she nodded, "Oh, oh, that's good." She adjusted her direction, bent down, stretched out her two small hands and slowly massaged Aoyama Hidenobu's calves. On the other side, Shinichi Nakamura had counted money until his hands cramped. The more he thought about it, the more speechless he felt. Why didn't the bearded man verify his identity? .............................. "How can I verify it?" The bearded man looked at Yamamoto, who had just treated his gunshot wound, with an aggrieved look on his face, and said helplessly: "Besides, who would go there in the middle of the night except for the person who made an appointment with us? And I also asked him in advance if he was here to collect the money." "You still think you're right!" Yamamoto glared at him unhappily. The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. If Yoshida wanted to rob his fellow thieves, he wouldn't have brought so few people with him. At least a group of them have to be ambushed in secret. So he couldn't help but wonder whether Yoshida's people really didn't receive the money. After asking the bearded man about the details of sending the money, he felt that there might be a mistake tonight. Yamamoto said with a twinkling look in his eyes: "You said that man didn't even order? How can people in our line of work not order money in person? And he did go to the factory to get the money. The only possibility is that, in addition to us, another group of people agreed to pay there tonight, and the two sides made a mistake... Baka!" After figuring it out, he couldn't help but curse. Just because of a coincidental mistake, he had a fight with Yoshida tonight, and several key members of the team died.

And he also killed Yoshida. Yoshida's brothers are likely to seek revenge on him. "Brother, no matter what, the goods are recovered, so it's not a loss even if the money is lost." The bearded man, knowing that he had made a mistake, comforted Yamamoto in a low voice. "Bullshit!" Yamamoto yelled, gritting his teeth and saying, "If the deal went through smoothly and the money was given to Yoshida, then of course it would not be a loss. But now several brothers have died and the money has been taken away by an outsider, how can it not be a loss? We must get the money back! That is our hard-earned money, 13 million is not a small amount!" The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Not only did he want to get the money back, he also wanted to kill the guy who took the wrong money. "Brother, for safety reasons, we deliberately chose that remote place with no surveillance to pay the money. Now there is no clue at all. How can we get it back?" The bearded man had no hope. Yamamoto's mind raced as he thought about how to break the impasse. "There are no surveillance cameras near the abandoned factory, but there must be surveillance cameras at the shops along the way to the factory. Not many cars would go to that damn place in the middle of the night. If you see that car again, you should be able to recognize it, right?" "Yes." The bearded man nodded. Yamamoto breathed a sigh of relief. "You are the only one who can move now. We need to recover. At daybreak, you will pretend to be a police officer and check the surveillance cameras of businesses along the way." "Hi!" the bearded man responded seriously. "That bastard must be found!" (End of this chapter)