Chapter 29152919 [Terrible Shotgun]
Although he was dissatisfied, he was here anyway. Based on the principle that he was free, Vodka picked up the telescope again and moved his vision back and forth in boredom.
Suddenly, a moving shadow caught his attention.
"!" He was startled and whispered to Calvados beside him, "There are people in the mountains!"
Calvados was stunned for a moment, and withdrew his gaze from the cafe, turning the camera in the direction he was pointing.
Sure enough, on a green path trampled by footsteps, a figure wrapped in a coat was walking casually.
Soon the man stopped and sat on a rattan swing in front.
Rather than a swing, this is more like a rocking leisure chair with a pergola on top, where you can sit and overlook the farmlands below the mountain.
Calvados couldn't see the man's face because of the awning, but he recalled what he saw on the road just now and compared it carefully...
His face darkened slightly: "It's Chizo Ogura."
The target of silencing was not in the cafe, but slipped out alone?
Vodka heard the doubt in his words and touched his chin. "Maybe he's hiding from guests. This guy was recently noticed by the Tokyo police. He's like a frightened bird. When he was hiding in the mountains, a group of guests suddenly came. He definitely doesn't want to stay in the house."
- Use the criminals' fear to drive them to a specific area to complete the stage movement. This is also one of Uzo's tricks, remember it.
Beside him, Calvados didn't notice that his colleague was secretly taking notes. Knowing that the target ran out alone, he sneered, with the pleasure of a skewer jumping onto the grill by itself: "Being alone at this time is really a waste of life. I'll send him off right now."
Having said that, Calvados stared at the swing shed but hesitated to take action.
——As a sniper, a mysterious and low-key sniper who will never be seen by the victim, what he pursues is of course to hit the target with one shot.
Especially now that there is an annoying guy watching nearby, he doesn't want to miss the target.
So now, that annoying awning above the target's head has become an insurmountable obstacle.
After aiming for a while, Calvados didn't want to try his luck, so he could only put down his gun with a click of the tongue, observing the terrain from a high position, trying to find a way to get to a place where his vision would not be blocked.
After roughly determining the route, he nodded slightly and prepared to set off.
However, before standing up, Calvados thought of something, paused slightly, and a hint of hesitation appeared on his face.
"If I remember correctly, I just reminded myself not long ago not to run around the target like a monkey and to keep a proper distance for a sniper... but now, I have to run around the target to find a shooting position again?"
He suddenly felt that there was an invisible magnet beside him, quietly dragging him into a dangerous vortex of fate.
"However, even if we walk a little further down, we won't be too close to the target. That location is even farther from the cafe. We won't be involved in a sudden murder like the previous three times... So, am I a little paranoid?"
As he was hesitating, Calvados's eyes suddenly froze.
——With the sound of rustling grass leaves, a figure suddenly pushed aside the bushes and walked out from the shooting point he had just locked onto!
“…”
A sniper who originally didn't believe in evil was silent for a moment, then quietly bent down and hid himself in the vegetation again.
A sense of relief silently welled up in his heart - if he had really found the location and left with his gun, then the guy who suddenly jumped out of the woods in front of him would definitely see him, Calvados, holding a sniper rifle and sliding down the slope stupidly.
By then, there will be one more person to be silenced.
And if you look closely, you can see that the man is carrying a hunting rifle on his back. If the hunter hears the noise and thinks he has encountered a wild boar, he will instinctively shoot at me, then...
The painful experiences of being almost hit by a bullet while pushing a tool cart in the parking lot, and being almost stabbed in the back while trying to assassinate an American journalist, came to my mind again.
...It happens again!
What was going on recently? Could it be that, as he thought, Vodka had colluded with someone and revealed his whereabouts?
Thinking of this, Vodka's reminder to him to check the location of the target of silencing suddenly became unprecedentedly suspicious.
Calvados glanced at the Vodka next to him, clenched his gun, and had the urge to cut open the guy's skull.
But Vodka is a very influential cadre in the organization after all, and he has been a partner with Gin for many years. When beating a dog, you have to look at the owner. Gin has never been a generous guy. If he kills Vodka with one shot without any evidence... then after he returns, it won't be long before he will be shot and killed inexplicably in a mission.
"And think about it carefully. When the shotgun was taken away from the wedding venue, Vodka was not there, and he didn't know where I was. Although the probability that I wrongly accused him is not high, it is definitely not zero."
After some struggle, Calvados finally let go of the trigger with regret.
——Forget it, let’s let Vodka go for now.
However, if he was really in danger, he would definitely try his best to shoot himself before he died, so he would take Vodka, the backstabbing suspect, with him.
…
Next to him, Vodka narrowed his eyes suspiciously, looking at the hunter who had just appeared diagonally below him.
"Isn't this the distant relative of the target, the owner of this cafe?" He hissed silently, "He actually went into the woods with a shotgun on his back. No wonder I felt a chill down my spine since just now... Is Uzo's stage finally about to begin? I don't know how dangerous the script is this time. My intuition is about to sound an alarm."
While muttering to himself, he silently lowered his body, turning himself into a piece of cake in the woods to avoid attracting the attention of dangerous hunters.
…
In the woods below.
The store manager didn't notice the two different gazes. He walked in the familiar woods and stretched leisurely.
I was fiddling with my shotgun, wondering where to look for wild boars, when the leaves behind me rustled.
He turned around and saw a familiar face coming out of the woods.
"Why are you here?" The middle-aged store manager was puzzled for a moment and guessed, "Did you see any traces of wild boar?"
The man nodded and pointed to the right: "In that direction."
The middle-aged store manager was about to chase after him when the man said, "Your shoelaces are untied. Tie them up before you chase after him, or you might trip and fall and be unable to catch up."
As he spoke, the acquaintance came over and said kindly, "I'll hold the gun for you."
(End of this chapter)
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