In the center of the square, a female reporter in black and white professional attire stood under the spotlight, facing the camera calmly and elegantly.
The combination of her professional explanations and her beautiful appearance is more like displaying an exquisite art to the public.
This undoubtedly attracted the attention of many live audiences.
This scene was reflected under the cold eight-fold mirror set up several hundred meters away. The soft face of the female reporter also looked particularly beautiful here.
The strong wind on the top floor blew the sharp silver hair of the sniper, and the cold muzzle of the gun was aimed at the target without hesitation.
There was almost no emotion in his dark green eyes. At this moment, he was like a machine calculating various factors that affected accuracy.
As soon as he set up the sniper rifle according to his body's instinctive memory that night, he immediately activated the system's rare and useful [hang-up mode]. In an instant, a mysterious force quickly spread to his limbs and took over his body.
Immediately afterwards, he felt that his posture was relaxed, and he raised his hand and aimed at the target with only one movement.
The next second, pull the trigger.
The recoil was relatively strong, but Lian Ye's hand was always steady, and he stared at the target person without blinking.
In the field of vision, the crowd suddenly became chaotic, and then the female reporter fell to the ground without any support. Scarlet blood flowed from the bullet-hit head, gradually covering the floor.
It was probably because it hit an artery that it spurted out so much blood.
After turning off [on-hook mode], the mysterious power gradually faded from his limbs. Li Ye lowered his eyes quietly, his breathing gradually turned into conscious breathing, and the hand holding the gun gradually began to tremble slightly.
A few seconds passed and Liye took a deep breath and returned to normal.
This was the first time in his life that he had killed someone, but the power that took control of his body just now seemed abnormal.
For example, at the moment just now, he seemed to like to aim at the acupuncture points with high blood pressure in the human body and pull the trigger. He liked to see the blood spurting out, and he was extremely happy to decide and witness the death of life.
Lian Ye could clearly feel the physical signs that he couldn't suppress when he saw blood. He lowered his eyelids and closed them for a moment.
Gee, that’s really sick!
However, the task can be considered successfully completed.
If a crime occurs in a public place where crowds gather, the Japanese police should arrive at the scene soon and file a case for investigation.
The subsequent matters have nothing to do with him, and the organization will take care of it.
…
He packed up his gun overnight, put his violin case back on his back, raised his head and yawned lazily, with physiological tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes due to lack of sleep.
In order to avoid being suspected and to maintain a good mental state, it would be better for him to return to the police academy as soon as possible to catch up on his sleep.
The silver-haired young man walked down the rooftop while holding his mobile phone, lowering his head and typing: [Brother Gin, the mission is completed, I’m leaving first:)——Brandy]
OK, click send!
He looked up at the dark night sky outside the glass window. It was already so late today, so there was no need to go see Gin again.
There’s no need to return that sniper rifle, right?
As a high-ranking official of a transnational criminal organization, he doesn't even have his own gun. This is simply a shame for gangsters!
Halfway down the elevator, Li Ye's cell phone vibrated in his pocket.
He frowned happily, lowered his head and took out his mobile phone.
At the same time, the elevator stopped at a certain floor, and nearly ten people poured in one after another, making the originally small space seem even more cramped.
Seeing this overnight, he retreated to a corner with his violin case on his back, avoided the elevator surveillance and entered the password into his mobile phone, and checked the email content with great interest.
The elevator beeped, closed and moved quietly downwards.
The whistling wind caused by the air flow roared up and lingered in my ears for a long time.
However, the silver-haired young man's pupils shrank suddenly after browsing the content, and the muscles all over his body tensed up instantly, like a completely pissed off white cat.
[Belmode will pick you up. For your safety, the boss wants you to hand over the M90. ——Gin】
【Okay :)——Brandy】
Damn it, you actually surrendered your gun, this is the killer's shame!
He clutched his phone tightly all night and almost crushed it. He quickly raised his head and narrowed his eyes. An intuition told him that since Belmode was here, he must have arrived at his side.
His eyes quickly locked onto a person in the elevator, and the girl flipped up her curly hair and gave him a mysterious smile.
Sure enough, Belmode!
At a glance, it was impossible to misidentify him even if he wanted to.
With long silver hair and dark green eyes, when she came to see him this time, she actually transformed into his current appearance in a short period of time!
In just one day, he dealt with multiple main characters. This kind of high-intensity work would make capitalists cry!
As the two looked at each other, they gradually attracted the attention of the people in the elevator.
Most of the others scanned the left and right sides and compared the obvious similarities between the two sides. It would be abnormal not to think about it, so no one would get involved in their "household affairs."
In this kind of family drama, if you pretend not to know each other overnight, you will probably immediately receive the condemning eyes of countless passers-by, right?
Belmod is so wily!
Carrying the violin case, I walked out of the elevator at the end. After walking for a while overnight, I suddenly turned the corner and walked into a small alley.
Immediately, he slightly raised his eyelids and looked diagonally behind him.
As expected, the girl with blond hair and wavy hair followed unhurriedly. Her movements were completely different and mysterious, and any man in the world would be crazy about her.
When their eyes met, the girl winked playfully.
Gradually walking to a sparsely populated area, the next moment he stopped overnight, he heard a leisurely chuckle from Belmode beside him that was mixed in the breeze, giving people an alluring and mysterious feeling like a poppy.
Lian Ye did not choose to face her. At this time, he was not sure how to fool him in front of the expert in disguise.
In Bermod's eyes, his acting skills were probably a bit of a parody.
Lian Ye doesn't have a good impression of this kind of mysterious acting sect, which makes people feel that everything about him is fake. Relatively speaking, he is slightly similar to Gin in this aspect, and he hates mystics.
Of course, the scope of this disgust also includes himself.
"Vermouth."
Brandy pronounced the code name in a pure tone. His youthful voice was slightly magnetic, and his accent was deep and elegant.
When speaking, use a well-chosen tone to add a sense of mystery. At first glance, someone who has always been very wealthy seems to be a second-rate person. He wants to give people a sense of high-level that exposes the simple disguise on the surface.
For a moment, Belmod's eyes widened with water. She felt the aura coming from the same kind, but there was something very different.
The girl looked at Brandy, who had his back to her, and her beautiful red lips curled up wantonly. She, who had been living in darkness all year round, could certainly feel that he had a purity and purity that could not be concealed.
But the young man in front of him was already a high-level cadre in the organization, and had even just returned from assassinating a target.
Now, he must still have bullets in his coat pocket, a sniper rifle hidden in his violin case, a faint smell of gunpowder smoke on his body, and there may be hostility towards her in his eyes.
Oh, what a magical little angel.
"Brandy." Belmode came closer, breathing like orchid, raising his jade arms and gently twirling Brandy's silver hair with his fingers.
I had not touched a girl for more than twenty years before my death, so I was so shocked that I almost jumped on the spot all night long, wishing I could grab the piano case and run away.
Brandy didn't immediately make a reflexive move, but the successful witch received a cold warning look.
"You came to me just to talk nonsense? I don't like to see things through the fog. If you have anything to say, please just say it." The silver-haired young man glared coldly, then turned away, making it clear that he didn't want to see mysticism. the attitude of the person.
This is very similar to Gin. In order to send people away quickly without OOC, he learned from Gin.
Belmode didn't care about this, she half-hidden her smile: "Today is a sleepless night. Little Brother Brandy is like a little angel falling from the sky. I hope that the outfit I carefully prepared tonight will surprise you." .”
