"So they finally couldn't hold back." Watching the armored vehicles seal off the surrounding area, Jiu Ming sat in the bar, calmly polishing the wineglass in his hand. He waved at the somewhat unsettled Mai Kashiwagi. "Mai, pack up a few things. We're leaving."
Although Jiu Ming had known the authorities would eventually send in their forces, they had come far more slowly than he had expected.
"Alright." After hesitating briefly, she neatly put away the wineglass and followed the direction Jiu Ming had pointed, entering a room built into the bar. There was not much inside. Only after arriving did she suddenly realize that Jiu Ming had probably sent her here merely to get her out of the way.
Without hesitation, she hurried back. Yet in less than half a minute after she had left, the entire bar had become empty, leaving behind only two ordinary chairs. "..."
"Well, don't worry about it. If a conflict breaks out later, this place won't stay intact anyway. Better to save some trouble and put everything away."
Mai Kashiwagi nodded despite not really understanding, desperately wanting to ask how Jiu Ming had moved everything in the bar away in such a short time!
The place was not large, true, but that did not mean there had been little stuff inside. For one person to move it all—and in half a minute, at that... it was difficult, extremely difficult. No, it was pure wishful thinking.
Yet this absurd thing had happened right before her eyes.
Bang!
Mai Kashiwagi, who had not realized she was overthinking things, suddenly raised her head and looked toward the kicked-open entrance. A group of soldiers clad in tactical armor and carrying firearms had kicked in the door, then swiftly rushed inside and seized every advantageous position in the