"Um?!"
How dare this guy threaten me!
Jack Waltz became angry and shouted directly:
"What do you want now? Your current life and work are all obtained by following my orders! Have you forgotten it?"
"No...no...I'm sorry..." Bill Murphy quickly admitted his mistake.
The handle in his hand is a double-edged sword. Unless it is absolutely necessary, it is enough to take it out and shine it.
"Hmph, forget it."
Jack Waltz was not in the mood to argue with the other party. After all, he had been struggling in society for several years, and he knew what the other party was worried about when it came to life and death, so he simply showed off his cards and said:
"After the news of Timothy Hunter's death hit the news, I was annoyed by the police here in Kyoto for a whole day. In short, our family will return to the United States as soon as we buy a ticket. The Japanese police are simply not available. No matter what the use is, don't take any chances. Since you are worried about being killed, go back as soon as possible! We will see you in the United States."
Bill Murphy smiled bitterly and nodded: "Okay, sir, I understand..."
Toot toot—
End the call.
Bill Murphy sighed. Before he could adjust his mind, he was suddenly frightened by the greetings coming from his ears and jumped up from the sofa.
"Mr. Bill Murphy?"
who! ?
He turned around in surprise.
I saw a female employee wearing hotel work clothes coming to the corner of the hall where he was:
"Sir, you have a letter."
"...Uh, uh...thank you..."
Bill Murphy wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and secretly said that while his vigilance had dropped after he was discharged from the army, he also became more afraid of the murderer who could kill Timothy Hunter.
Watching the hotel receptionist turn around and leave.
He sat back on the sofa, opened the envelope, and found that it was from the U.S. Fleet Base in Yokosuka.
In addition to the ticket, there was also a letter inside.
Bill Murphy felt uneasy in his heart. He looked at it carefully for a moment, then gently unfolded the letter and started reading. He saw that it read:
[Dear Mr. Bill, I am well aware of what you are doing in the Middle East. I have no intention of making a big deal out of it, but there are some details that need to be confirmed regarding Hunter's violation of the rules of engagement. The ticket is attached with the letter. It depends on yourself whether you want to meet me in Tokyo or be tried by a court martial. Don't tell this to Jack Waltz and destroy the letter immediately after reading it. - Mark Spencer. 】
"God!"
Bill Murphy exclaimed.
The inner uneasiness completely amplified into fear.
The Yokosuka U.S. Fleet Base is located in Yokosuka, Kanagawa Prefecture, Japan. It is one of the largest overseas bases in the United States. Coupled with the signing of Mark Spencer, the former commander, Bill Murphy's already weak psychological defense has been completely eliminated. collapse.
It turns out they already knew...
It turns out they already knew it!
Jack, damn Jack... didn't he say that no one else would know about this?
Bill Murphy cursed a few words in his mind, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead again.
He had dared to threaten Jack Waltz with this matter before, so he naturally knew how miserable the fate of the two of them would be if the matter was exposed.
No...I have to leave here quickly...
Bill Murphy's thoughts were a little confused.
He stood up from the sofa. Faced with a problem that he couldn't handle, his instinct was to escape.
The next moment, he was frightened!
I saw a sniper ambushing there in the shadow of a building opposite, holding a sniper rifle.
"Sniper?!"
While Bill Murphy exclaimed, he lost his balance and fell directly to the ground.
It can't be such a coincidence, right? A sniper appeared right after Hunter died? Was this done by Hunter's enemies, or was it related to the letter?
Damn it! Damn it!
"Sir? Are you okay?"
The front desk clerk came running over.
"No, it's nothing..." Bill Murphy got up from the ground.
At this time, I looked out the window. There were no snipers anywhere, but only the shadows of trees intertwined with scenery.
Damn it! He must have not had a good rest...
Bill Murphy cursed, and completely gave up the idea of escape in the face of death and the power of Mark Spencer.
He took a few deep breaths, calmed down, and returned to the bedroom resigned to his fate, preparing to use his laptop to send a confession of guilt to Mark Spencer's public mailbox in his capacity as a consultant.
…
Machida City, Tokyo.
Under the bright moonlight, the shadows of the trees danced.
Scott Green hid his body behind the curtains and watched a suspected police follower car drive away from the long street.
He didn't turn on the lights of the motorcycle shop, and just returned to the room by the moonlight.
His palm rested on the door handle.
As the gap in the door became wider and wider, he suddenly froze.
I saw a black figure standing in the center of the room.
Scott Green was shocked, but quickly regained his composure.
He grabbed the crowbar on the side and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you? Why are you in my room?"
"Timothy Hunter."
A synthesized electronic sound that was so eerie that it sounded like a child crying echoed in the room.
Scott Green's nerves suddenly became tense and he subconsciously asked:
"What?"
"Don't tell me you haven't heard of that name."
Because his body was wrapped in black, Ye Gengyi's eyes looked particularly deep and cold.
Only then did Scott Green discover that the strange figure that suddenly appeared in his room had been looking directly at him.
The atmosphere suddenly became scary.
Even as a former SEAL sniper instructor, Scott Greene instinctively took a few steps back.
Touch the power switch on the side of the door with your palm.
He pressed decisively.
A crisp clicking sound echoed in the room, but... the light didn't turn on.
"Is that your answer?"
The weird electronic synthesized sound reached my ears again.
"Who the hell are you!" Scott Green roared, looking like he was about to charge forward in the next second.
"I'm a friend of Timothy Hunter."
Ye Gengyi said: "He was killed, so we must come over and investigate."
"..."
"I don't understand what you mean," Scott Green said in a deep voice, "Hunter only met me when he first came to Japan."
"That's it..."
Ye Gengyi nodded slightly: "It seems that my luck is not very good."
"..."
Scott Green was silent for a moment: "You... are not Hunter's friend."
"unimportant."
Ye Gengyi said: "You and Kevin Yoshino have a 50-50 chance of tossing a coin... Actually, I already had a hunch when I didn't find anything related to a sniper rifle from your residence a few minutes ago. It's really a pity. …”
Kevin Yoshino?
Scott Green was startled, and before he could react, he felt a pain in his chest and fell to the ground.
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