One of the gang members then untied the hands of the standing man and woman. The man who claimed to be a doctor then took his bag, which was on one table. He then walked after the gunman, who had come from the kitchen earlier. The woman who claimed to be working as a nurse immediately followed them.
"Who are you?" The armed gang leader asked Akimasa.
"My name is Nakatsura Akimasa. I am a journalist. May I know what your goal is? Maybe I can help to make other people understand how you feel."
The leader of the gang laughed at Akimasa's introductory greeting.
"No need. We had informed the police about our intent and purpose in controlling this place. We are currently waiting to hear their response."
Except for the two of them, no one else dared to make a sound. The atmosphere then became silent. Under such circumstances, even they could hear clearly the sound of people's footsteps.
From the stairs leading to the first floor, the sound of footsteps broke the silence. From the sound of the footsteps, Akimasa estimated that over two people were walking down the stairs.
Three people appeared from the stairs. They are all armed. Not only that, the three of them each carried a large bag.
"Have you all installed them in all the rooms on all the floors above?" asked the leader of the armed gang.
"Yes, Sir!" answered one of them.
Then those three people sat down at the table where the leader sat. Apparently, the table located right in the middle of the room they used as their headquarters for the operations they carried out in this building.
They then opened their bags. From inside one bag, they took out small objects wrapped in black plastic. Then, they took things like a digital clock, some rolls of plastic string, and duct tape from another bag.
One of the gang members then untied the hands of the standing man and woman. The man who claimed to be a doctor then took his bag, which was on one table. He then walked after the gunman, who had come from the kitchen earlier. The woman who claimed to be working as a nurse immediately followed them.
"Who are you?" The armed gang leader asked Akimasa.
"My name is Nakatsura Akimasa. I am a journalist. May I know what your goal is? Maybe I can help to make other people understand how you feel."
The leader of the gang laughed at Akimasa's introductory greeting.
"No need. We had informed the police about our intent and purpose in controlling this place. We are currently waiting to hear their response."
Except for the two of them, no one else dared to make a sound. The atmosphere then became silent. Under such circumstances, even they could hear clearly the sound of people's footsteps.
From the stairs leading to the first floor, the sound of footsteps broke the silence. From the sound of the footsteps, Akimasa estimated that over two people were walking down the stairs.
Three people appeared from the stairs. They are all armed. Not only that, the three of them each carried a large bag.
"Have you all installed them in all the rooms on all the floors above?" asked the leader of the armed gang.
"Yes, Sir!" answered one of them.
Then those three people sat down at the table where the leader sat. Apparently, the table located right in the middle of the room they used as their headquarters for the operations they carried out in this building.
They then opened their bags. From inside one bag, they took out small objects wrapped in black plastic. Then, they took things like a digital clock, some rolls of plastic string, and duct tape from another bag.
