After hearing what Yu Jiang said, Qingchuan Yu just smiled and shook his head.
Yu Jiang wanted to persuade him again, but Qingchuan Yu said with the same serious attitude: "Do you still remember the murder live broadcast that Pisk showed us on the second day we participated in the training camp? To this day, I still cannot agree with the organization's approach. And I will never agree with it for the rest of my life.
"Maybe you are right. No one can achieve complete justice. But at least the unjust police officer you mentioned would not do that."
If Zhu Fu Jingguang was facing Zhu Xingda, Gin, or someone else, he would go even further. He would even want to accuse the organization of being inhumane, saying that they no longer deserve to be called human beings.
"I will keep going for the justice in my heart." Qingchuan Yu smiled, with a firm light shining in his eyes, "until the moment I am shattered to pieces."
The attempt to instigate rebellion failed.
This is the first time in Yujiang's life that he wants to persuade someone, but unfortunately he doesn't seem to have the talent in this area.
But that doesn't matter. Instigating rebellion doesn't have to be done by talking. Sometimes doing is more effective than talking.
…
When public security agent files are lost, those who are most worried are probably those agents working on the front line. As for the officers sitting in the police station drinking coffee and chatting, they don't really care about this kind of thing.
The JPN special operations team responsible for assisting headquarters operations has, to a certain extent, fallen apart.
Zhu Xingda fishes every day, and he fishes in a very subtle way, so it is not easy for others to see his fishing intentions.
Toru Amuro and Yu Aokawa have been busy with the public security side since they learned about this incident. Their purpose is to assist Shunsuke Yamamoto.
It was just because they had unilaterally interrupted contact with the police before. This kind of interruption of contact was relatively simple, but it would be a lot more difficult to restore it.
Perhaps only Yue in the entire JPN special operations team really wants to find the whereabouts of Shunsuke Yamamoto.
Of course, he didn't seek out Shunsuke Yamamoto just to save him.
For a moment, I didn’t even know who was more pitiful...
"Ding!"
Yu Jiang received the news from the intelligence offline.
He glanced at the time. It was not yet midnight, and there were people everywhere on the road, making it difficult to move.
So Yu Jiang turned his cell phone screen upside down on the table and turned around to hit the iron.
Fitness is a sport that has many benefits. The most basic one is that it can improve a person's strength, especially core strength.
This is what Yujiang lacks most now.
Although even he often boasts about his poor physical skills, Yu Jiang's physical fitness is actually not that bad, at least the difference is not obvious compared to ordinary people.
This incident has something to do with that rainy night thirteen years ago.
In short, from that day on, Yujiang became sick easily, and his performance in various physical trainings was also a mess.
The person who adopted him naturally didn't want to keep a medicine jar. All the doctors Yu Jiang had seen in his boyhood could open a hospital, but the treatment effect was very limited.
Fortunately, when God closes a door for him, he will also open a window...
Add a skylight, a ventilation duct, a sewer pipe, and a hole.
In the end, everyone in the organization who knew Yu Jiang had become accustomed to his personality.
Forget it, can’t those powerless researchers in the research class still generate revenue for the organization? Besides, Yujiang would have no problem killing a chicken with his bare hands.
Yu Jiang exercised for a while, sweated on the treadmill for half an hour, and did another set of fat-reducing exercises (?). After finishing all this, it still wasn't midnight.
He went to the bathroom with a smelly sweat and took a cold shower.
After being washed down by the cold water, I felt much more alert.
After taking a shower, Yu Jiang sat on the bed boredly and memorized the ballistic chart.
The ballistic table to a sniper is like a high school student who is so bored that he memorizes vocabulary words. He is really bored and opens the door to boredom - he is so bored.
After struggling until late at night, Yu Jiang slowly changed his clothes, opened the closet door, pulled open his all-black suit, found the mechanism from the back of the closet, and opened the dark room hidden behind the closet.
Everyone knows that all darkroom secret passages around the world are behind cabinets.
But Yujiang had nothing to do. All the places he lived in were designed and decorated by the logistics team of the Operations Section. As a tenant who moved in with his luggage, he was certainly not qualified to ask the landlord's engineering team to make rectifications.
Yu Jiang spent a long time in the darkroom picking and choosing, and finally selected a SIG-P220 pistol and a Remington 700 rifle that were readily available.
His requirements for firearms are not as high as some snipers, which may be because his job is not a sniper.
Tokyo·a certain port·a waste warehouse
It was late at night, and there was nothing in the harbor except the crashing waves and the salty sea breeze.
But this long-abandoned warehouse was particularly lively at this time.
Shunsuke Yamamoto had been on the run for nearly a day, being hunted by the organization's professional killers. He had fled from the bright sun to the cold moonlight, and then from the cold moonlight to the point where he didn't even bother to show his face.
He hid in the corner of the warehouse, breathing heavily.
If you hold on for a while longer, you will be free soon.
Just when Shunsuke Yamamoto was cheering himself up, the killer sent by the organization finally discovered his hiding location.
At this time, all the bullets in Yamamoto Shunsuke's body were exhausted, and his physical strength was too much. He almost lost all the power to resist.
The killers quickly surrounded him, there were six of them, two were guarding the door, and the others were surrounding Shunsuke Yamamoto.
They are all equipped with the most advanced weapons and equipment, and they are full of energy, which is in sharp contrast to the embarrassed Shunsuke Yamamoto.
The killer didn't encounter much resistance when he captured Shunsuke Yamamoto, but they all ignored the dangers from the outside.
"boom--"
The moment the gunfire rang out, the four killers were a little confused.
By the time they reacted, another gunshot had sounded, and the two killers near the door had been shot and fell to the ground.
Who is coming? Several people? ?
The two shootings were very close. If it were one person, then he would be too scary. Wouldn't it be necessary to aim?
At this time, on the trestle several hundred meters away from the warehouse, Yu Jiang was looking in the direction of the warehouse through the scope while blowing the sea breeze.
The reason why the shooting location was chosen here was because at the seaside where the weather was changeable, Yu Jiang needed to set up an object that could provide a reference before him and the target. This object should preferably display the wind direction and speed.
The flags on both sides of the trestle are a good reference system.
The remaining four killers heard the sound and quickly rushed to the front of the warehouse, vigilantly exploring the surrounding environment.
Unfortunately, it was too dark late at night on the beach with no lights or even moonlight. Even with their eyes wide open, they could not catch the sniper's position.
At this time, Yu Jiang put away his rifle and put it behind his back. He then took out his pistol and walked around to the back of the warehouse.
According to his judgment just now, Shunsuke Yamamoto should be at the very back of the warehouse.
