Simulation Game: Crisis Management

Chapter 460 - 216: Whirlpool of Crisis

"I’ve been watching you sit there in deep thought for a while, what are you thinking about?"

"Still about the situation on the plane. I’m thinking if that person is really the hijacker, how should we handle it best."

Seeing Wu Kang inquire, Gu Ji squinted slightly, almost imperceptibly, and explained in an extremely calm tone.

"I thought with your capability, you would have reacted immediately." He nodded thoughtfully, implying that Gu Ji’s response this time was slower than usual.

Indeed, considering Gu Ji’s performance in the two capture operations at Tianhu Mountain and Old Field Mountain.

Often, at the first moment of a sudden event, he can quickly make a judgment.

"He reacted earlier, didn’t you notice? The moment that maniac rushed over, Gu Ji got into a police defensive stance, but the crew subdued him halfway." Gao Bo hung up the phone, came over and interjected, "I’ve already talked to the embassy liaison officer about rescheduling the flight."

"That’s good."

Gu Ji nodded, surprised that Gao Bo’s observation skills had become so sharp, noticing the details of his stance in such a tense environment, even though his original intent was to guard against an attack from a player in the game.

It seems that these rounds of actual combat capture, along with the training at the base, have made him grow a lot.

Wu Kang scratched his head awkwardly, realizing his own reaction was the slowest.

After enduring at the airport for over two hours, the three finally caught the next flight, landing smoothly at Tokyo Narita International Airport before dawn.

As they walked out of the plane’s cabin door.

A gust of cold wind hit, causing Gao Bo to shiver instinctively. Maybe because it was late at night, they felt Tokyo’s temperature was colder than Ningzhou!

The terminal was still quite crowded with tourists in the early hours; the three reached the exit and immediately spotted amidst the reception crowd a young man in a black camel wool coat, gray knit hat, holding a sign in Chinese.

Before Gu Ji and the others could speak, he ran up cheerfully, "Thank you for all the hard work, I am Lang Shaobo from Xia Kingdom’s police liaison in Japan. Due to a lot going on at the embassy, Mr. Hao was called back temporarily and asked me to arrange for you to get some rest at the hotel first. He will be here shortly!"

"No need for formalities."

Gu Ji politely shook hands.

A liaison is a diplomatic rank, but Lang Shaobo didn’t introduce himself as a policeman, showing he is purely a diplomatic staffer, different from an actual police liaison officer.

The latter holds an extremely unique position, possessing both diplomatic status and being a police officer from Xia Kingdom, usually collaborating with police from the host country, specifically handling cases related to Xia Kingdom.

Lang Shaobo led the three to a white Toyota Corolla.

The Narita International Airport is not in Tokyo but in Chiba Prefecture, a car ride takes at least an hour.

On the way, they chatted casually.

They were all peers, plus Lang Shaobo’s hometown is also in the Northeast, so Gao Bo quickly bonded with him.

Gu Ji gazed at the scenery outside the window.

Tokyo truly deserves to be one of Asia’s most developed metropolises, even during the deep night and early morning, the skyscrapers are still filled with city neon lights, the colorful advertisements and shop signs interweaving and radiating, uninhibitedly spreading their brilliance.

In the bustling city’s crowded traffic and human tide, one could easily lose direction.

The noise outside the car was chaotic and disorderly, nearby Japanese girls speaking with their friends emitting cute laughter, Japanese boys ahead constantly on the phone, and some uncles, having just finished drinking, hugging their female companions, shouting in enthusiastic tones.

"Sixth patrol car."

Gu Ji muttered, this was the sixth patrol car he had spotted since entering Tokyo. "Japan’s patrol police seem quite dense."

"Ah, it’s the peak time in Tokyo, with Christmas season and fireworks festival, many domestic and international tourists visit the Tokyo area. But due to issues with Yijuan Association, the Police Headquarters increased the patrol police numbers for safety concerns."

Though young, Lang Shaobo hadn’t missed any groundwork, whispering, "Heard there was just a hundred-man gang fight in Toshima District two days ago, two died, and the official statement hasn’t..."

"Bang! Bang!"

"Ah! Nigero!"

"Help!"

Before Lang Shaobo could finish, there were suddenly two gunshots from an alley on the right ahead.

In an instant, several scantily clad Japanese girls screamed and fled from the alley, all the surrounding pedestrians scattered like frightened birds and beasts, most headed straight to the roadway, knocking on car doors for help.

A nearby black Lexus and Toyota Corolla sedan suddenly opened, and three or four burly men in floral shirts and black suits hurriedly jumped out, rushing towards the alley entrance, clearly gang enforcers not to be messed with.

Just then, from behind came a roaring engine sound, "Vroom Vroom."

A figure on a black motorcycle suddenly darted up, surrounding vehicles were unable to dodge, swerved sharply and crashed into the front of Gu Ji’s car, then "Boom," it was heavily rear-ended by an SUV that braked late, sandwiched in the middle of the road.

And the culprit of the chain accident raised the bike’s wheel, directly veering onto the pedestrian path.