Chapter 133 Professional Killer



The sun sets and the sky darkens.

As the dark golden sunlight splashed on the rocks at the pier, an oil tanker docked at the shore.

He stepped onto the dock with his water-soaked leather boots, and his cigarette butt bounced into the sea. He looked at the houses with hazy green shadows in the distance with his eyes slightly narrowed.

Yamamoto Makihara.

A killer who works for Shinichiro Akutsu of the Kamishin Group.

Shinichiro Akutsu was very dissatisfied with the failure of the last "invitation".

When he heard that Sakaki Makoto and Takayama Rumi went to Tsukikage Island without the protection of their entourage, he immediately sent out Yamamoto Makihara.

There is only one purpose.

Kill Sakaki Makoto.

As a professional killer, Yamamoto Makihara is very competent. His black leather gloves are neat and dust-free, his suit is as straight as a pine tree, and the Colt PPK pistol in his arms is carefully maintained.

He always kills people decisively and efficiently.

After locking onto the target, he draws his gun and shoots, then leaves without a trace.

This is his usual style.

But this time, the opponent was not a weakling who had no ability to fight back.

With the previous experience of Shinji Tsuruta, Yamamoto Makihara will never be careless and underestimate the enemy.

This time he...

Come prepared.

Moon Shadow Island has a remote and complex terrain and is sparsely populated, making it an ideal hunting ground.

In his eyes, Sakaki Makoto was like a dying prey, waiting to be killed.

I looked at my watch. It was 5 o'clock in the evening.

In order to avoid being discovered by Makoto Sakaki, he deliberately staggered his time to go to the island.

The first step is to find where Makoto Sakaki lives.

Yamamoto Makihara looked around, stopped a fisherman who was about to go home, took out a photo, and asked:

"Have you seen this man?"

He cut the photo out of a newspaper. Sakaki Makoto was a public figure after all, so it wasn't difficult to find his photo.

Professional killer...

Never make mistakes.

"Oh, you are talking about Mr. Sakaki Makoto!"

The fisherman recognized him at a glance. He happened to see Sakaki Makoto landing on the island in the afternoon.

"Where is he now?"

Yamamoto Makihara grinned.

"Why are you asking that?"

The fisherman looked at Yamamoto Makihara, who had a look on his face saying "I am not a good person", with a look of surprise and doubt in his eyes.

"Oh, I'm a reporter from a newspaper..."

Yamamoto Makihara demonstrated extraordinary professionalism - he even prepared a fake ID card.

"Now you can tell me."

"oh...."

The fisherman took the press card with a skeptical attitude and turned it over and over again:

“Is this true or not…?”

"Of course it's a fake cough... Really."

Yamamoto Makihara quickly snatched back his press card, fearing that his flaw would be discovered.

To be honest, when he made the fake certificate, he was trying to save money and accidentally made a fake product...

The quality is seriously insufficient....

It is usually used to fool ordinary people.

Anyone who is a little more professional or has a keen eye can easily spot the flaw.

Can't watch it for too long...

"Where's your camera?"

"I've seen interviews with hosts and notebooks!"

"Why didn't you bring anything?"

Yamamoto Makihara was overwhelmed by the series of questions that hit him in the face.

Should I ask you or you ask me?

Isn't it just asking for directions?

Do you really have to keep talking like a three-dimensional pinball?

Resisting the urge to pull out his gun, Yamamoto Makihara smiled stiffly and asked impatiently:

"Big Brother, I'm in a hurry. Can you tell me where Sakaki Makoto lives?"

"oh..."

The fisherman shrugged:

"I don't know!"

"......"

"I don't know why you've been talking to me for so long?!"

Yamamoto Makihara completely exploded. He grabbed the fisherman by the collar and roared furiously.

"You didn't even ask me if I knew!"

The fisherman said as a matter of course:

"You just asked me if I knew Mr. Sakaki Makoto. Of course I did!"

"You TM..."

In a rage, Yamamoto Makihara was about to teach the mouthful fisherman a lesson when he found that the sky suddenly darkened.

When he turned around, he saw a group of burly fishermen, whose arms were thicker than his calves, surrounding him.

"You...you guys..."

"ah!"

“Don’t hit me in the face!!!”

.................

"Hei Yan, is this okay?"

Outside the Tsukishima Hotel, a middle-aged man with a spiky haircut and a haggard face hesitated.

"Why not?"

Kuroiwa Tatsuji snorted:

"There are no surveillance cameras in the hotel. You just need to slip the letter under the door."

"As long as Makoto Sakaki sees the letter, he will come as promised."

"How can you be sure he will come?"

The hedgehog-haired man expressed doubts about Kuroiwa Tatsuji's plan:

"If I saw an extra letter in my room asking me to go out in the middle of the night, I definitely wouldn't go!"

“That’s you!”

Kuroiwa Tatsuji glared at him unhappily:

"Who is Sakaki Makoto?"

"Since he has been invited to Moon Shadow Island to investigate our drug trafficking, he will definitely come after seeing the letter!"

“This is called professional ethics!”

The hedgehog-haired man was suddenly speechless.

According to the plan they had agreed upon, they would let Sakaki Makoto leave the hotel alone at bathing time at night, come to the place they designated, and finally commit the crime.

But if you want to seduce Makoto Sakaki, you have to come up with some explosive information.

Fishing!

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It’s even more exciting later!

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