It’s a dark and windy night for murder.
At one o'clock in the morning, Balu came out of "Paradise", got in the car, and called Boha.
"Brother Lu." The person on the other end had a low voice.
"Have you locked on Kelida's location? Are you sure it's him?" Baru lit a cigarette and looked out the windshield at the starless and moonless night ahead. The air was damp and cold, and it would rain in a few hours.
Rain is the best way to hide all traces.
"It's confirmed. It's Kelida. As soon as you left Naypyidaw, he returned to his private residence in Yangon. He's probably afraid of being attacked."
"I understand." There was no emotion in his tone.
"Brother Lu." The man on the other end considered his words for a few seconds. "Kelida's identity is out there. Killing him would probably be difficult to cover up."
"If he doesn't die, Meng Ge will have to die, and we won't be able to survive either."
After the man finished speaking, he hung up the phone and put out his cigarette.
There was a strong wind outside, and the SUV was speeding along the deserted streets and stopped on the flat ground near a private residence.
Not far ahead is where the Kelida Guard Battalion is stationed. If you want to enter the mansion, besides breaking in, there is another way, which is the extensive underground drainage pipes.
He took out a one-piece rubber suit from the trunk and put it on, checked the gun box, walked to a sewage outlet, opened the lid, and got in expressionlessly.
The underground sewage pipe was not big, so he had to curl up as much as possible with his tall body. When he reached a smaller place, he even had to crawl.
In the common-frequency headphones, Boha determined his position through the sensors on his body, and then remotely directed the direction based on the pipeline construction drawings obtained by hacking into the villa security system, so that he could accurately find the drainage outlet of the main building.
Twenty minutes later, a dark figure pushed open the manhole cover closest to the main building, took off his latex suit, and stuffed it back into his pocket.
Cheetahs always belong to the dark night. The nimble man was as fast as lightning. He circled around to a tall banyan tree and opened the gun box without even looking at it. All the parts of the Barrett had been perfectly integrated with his deformed hands. In less than a minute, the assembly was completed. The sniper rifle equipped with a silencer killed people silently.
Kaileida has prostatitis and has to leave every meeting within half an hour. Mengge has scolded him in front of him many times.
At this time, the strong wind was blowing the treetops, but the man sitting on the tree didn't move at all, as if he was part of the tree. When the tree moved, he moved, and when the tree was still, he was still too.
Finally, the light on the second floor not far away came on, and a fat figure staggered into the bathroom.
The variable magnification scope was focused to the precise distance, and the bullet hit the man's temple precisely through the mosquito net.
Hold your breath, concentrate, and pull the trigger.
A gust of wind blew by, and the only sound around was the buzzing of bullets cutting through the air. The people inside fell to the ground with a thud, and the people on the tree put away their guns and jumped off the branches.
The action of dismantling the gun ended with a flash of scarlet in the distance. After a burst of light, there was no trace left, as if nothing had happened.
He rushed into the drainage pipe and quickly changed his clothes. When he came out from the other side, bean-sized raindrops hit his cold face. The evil man curled his lips sternly, threw the latex suit and gun box into the trunk, and drove back to the villa.
It rained all night and I slept till dawn.
It was raining heavily outside, the air was filled with mist and visibility was very low. Baru was lying naked on the double bed. Next to his pillow was Nanxi's pajamas neatly folded.
The phone on the bedside table vibrated. The man, with half-open eyes, took the phone and put it in front of him, pressing the answer button.
"Baru, you bastard, you wolf cub—" Wu Meng was furious. "Are you trying to kill me? Huh? You think what I said to you yesterday was bullshit, right?"
"Brother Meng, I've already killed him. How can I still send you emergency medical care? Besides, he's lived on you for so many extra years. He's already gotten what he deserved. People should learn to be content. When it's time to go, go. Staying too long will only cause trouble for others."
"Bullshit, bullshit." Wu Meng was furious, "Get over here right here!"
"It's raining heavily. I didn't go to bed until three o'clock last night. Can you give me a break?" The man on the bed spoke in an even more aggressive tone, with an unruly attitude, like a devil.
"You're breathing now? Why didn't you tell me when you were choking me last night? I won't see you in half an hour. Expect to be shot."
The man hung up the phone, wiped his face fiercely, and exhaled twice before picking up the phone again and sending a message to Nanxi.
"Baby, it's raining in Yangon. I miss you. I have something to do in the morning. I'll call you when I'm done. Remember to have breakfast."
He can speak Chinese and recognize common Chinese characters, but he is not very good at typing and uses translation software, so he usually sends voice messages. But today he was in a bad mood and was afraid that she would hear his voice message, so he sent a text message.
Of course, it is impossible to go back immediately. The young lady needs to sleep until ten o'clock to wake up naturally, otherwise she will get angry.
After sending the message, he got out of bed, washed up, and entered the Rose Manor on time.
In the living room, Wu Jie was beating Wu Xiao. The younger brother was small and weak, so he could not beat his unruly brother at all. He was beaten and burst into tears.
Ouyang Zhen and the servants were obviously used to it. No one went over to stop them. They all went about their own business. Ouyang Zhen was even video chatting with Hong Jin's wife Yao Gongyue, and didn't even glance over here.
Baru walked in with his hands in his pockets, grabbed Wu Jie by the scruff of the neck and threw him onto the sofa.
"If you want to fight, find someone stronger than you. If you beat someone smaller than you, you're not a man at all."
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