"Sounds good... What, do you think it's dead rye whiskey?"
"If I remember correctly, the person who killed Rye was Scotch, and Kashasha, you are responsible for confirming Rye's life or death." Belmode said, "If the traitor is not dead...how will the organization punish him? you?"
"It has nothing to do with me, it is clearly Scotland's full responsibility."
Kawakami Tsumugi stuffed a lemon candy into his mouth. The cell phone was turned on and put aside. He still needs to continue to deal with the wounds on Poland Snow Tree.
"Although I am confirming life and death, I am only honestly reporting what I saw. If the organization is liquidated, I can only write a review."
This was telling the truth. The winery couldn't detect the little tricks he did. On the surface, the gray-haired young man had already come up with a perfect plan, so it could only be Scotland's fault.
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As for whether that gentleman would doubt him, that is another matter.
"But Scotland is different. He has a criminal record. The organization will not let him go." Belmode chuckled maliciously.
"Sounds like you want to give me a break."
"You asked me to bring this person. If something happens, I can't be implicated."
"But no way, Belmode." Kawakami expressed his attitude firmly, "It seems that this time I have to trouble you to find out about the 800-yard sniper. Maybe they have discovered a potential sniper." Where are the newcomers?”
If that eight hundred yards is really Akai Shuichi...
There was no hope. After Belmode reported it to the organization, Scotland would either be destroyed by one shot or have to report to the experimental team. The gray-haired young man thought, and then decided to take two seconds to wish this guy good luck.
[It seems you are not going to take care of it this time? 】
The Mad Hatter asked in Kawakamiji's mind. Naturally, he could sense the true emotions of the gray-haired young man.
[Each key character's mission can only be triggered once, and there are no character points to collect. ] Kawakamiji replied nonchalantly, [Or is it that the system plans to change it overnight? One more mission has been temporarily added to Scotland. 】
The Mad Hatter stopped talking.
Kawakami shrugged, cleared his mind, and began to think about the ingredient list of lemon candies. Treating wounds has already formed a muscle memory for him, so he is not worried about injuring the Polish snow tree.
"So the trouble falls on me again." Belmode sighed pretendingly.
"You can also choose to report it to the organization. In this case, this job will probably fall into my hands. But let me remind you, Belmod, you are the one near the scene."
"This is a good opportunity to directly block the sniper... If you miss this opportunity, do you think the organization will think that you are disadvantaged?"
The bluntness was almost threatening. The Thousand-Faced Witch seemed to be stunned by Kashasha. She was silent for a few seconds before saying:
"Then I will probably come back later than planned. As for Scotland, I have restricted his movements."
"Okay, if necessary... you can kill him directly."
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On the other side, Belmod also turned on the speakerphone, so Scotland, who was handcuffed to the street lamp, heard the words "kill directly" clearly.
The cat-eyed young man showed no reaction and still wore a gentle smile - maybe it was a little difficult for him to change his expression, because he was poisoned by a neurotoxin.
"You are really heartless, Kashasha."
The Thousand-Faced Witch said, and then hung up the communication. At this time, she had resumed her appearance as the black-haired witch in the hotel.
After delivering the "goods" to Kashasha, Belmode rushed to the scene non-stop to assist Scotland, and saw the FBI's 800-yard sniper.
Without hesitation, the Thousand Faced Witch immediately took control of Scotland. She would not be polite to this suspected undercover guy like Kashasha when she was having a brain twitch.
"In that case, I'm going to meet the sniper first, Scotland." Belmode said to Scotland with a smile, "Be good~ I hope you will still be there when I come back."
Before Scotland could answer, Belmode left quietly.
The building chosen as the sniper spot by the FBI was not far or near from Belmode's current location. Although she wasted a little time arguing with Kashasha, she arrived at the scene in time before the sniper left, and inadvertently " Encounter" is not a problem.
But these cops are pretty good at choosing places... Belmode narrowed his eyes.
There is a guitar shop on the first floor, which is holding promotions in the name of hosting a guitar lovers exchange meeting, so there are many people carrying guitar bags, and there are also many passers-by watching.
At this time, the sniper mixed in will be as inconspicuous as a random sardine in a school of sardines. On the contrary, there are often many handsome men and beautiful women among those who play music. With Belmod's current disguise, it is quite comfortable to blend in among them.
"It's a little troublesome, but it's just a little troublesome." The Thousand-Faced Witch said to herself.
This exchange meeting also provided alcohol, so Belmod walked around leisurely like an ordinary music lover, and even grabbed a Coke. She noticed that the cameras around the venue were emitting a faint red light.
But when necessary, these cameras will be broken just right...
The FBI sniper will definitely not hang around. He has two strategies to leave the venue, either sneaking away from the camera or walking out openly.
But no matter what, snipers are not like ordinary people. And any clues can be accurately captured by the Thousand-Faced Witch.
Walking posture, breathing rate, expression and even temperament...Belmod's specialty is to capture these characteristics in a very short time and imitate them vividly. Although it may not be as meticulous as a bug like Kashasha.
But finding a sniper was enough, and the Thousand-Faced Witch took another sip of Coke.
windowsill? No, it’s not the one by the window sill, or the one near the stairs, so that’s ruled out; the one in front of the guitar store might be possible, based on his walking posture, he’s been in the military, but it’s not—by the way, by the drink table!
A muscular brown-haired man, white, aged between twenty-five and thirty years old.
Almost the next second that Belmode stared at him, the man turned back, his sharp eyes like falcons intertwined with Belmod's.
So keen...that's more than it should be. Belmod showed a lazy smile and raised his glass to the brown-haired man. The latter responded with a strange smile.
It's really not Akai Shuichi...unless that guy's disguise skills are even better than hers.
Could it be that the FBI has really found someone new? After all, he responded as soon as he noticed the gaze, which seemed very inexperienced.
The brown-haired man also realized his mistake. He hesitated for a few seconds, then took the initiative to walk towards Belmod and tried to strike up a conversation:
"Beautiful lady, are you alone?"
Pretending to be a chatter can indeed correct the mistake of the initial instinctive reaction, but in Belmod's view, this move is simply horribly wrong:
After close observation, Belmode was 100% sure that he was the 800-yard sniper, and there was even a hint of gunpowder smoke under the men's perfume.
"And music is inseparable from me." The black-haired beauty smiled sweetly, "I am Belinda. I am very happy to meet you here."
"Lawrence," the brown-haired man said.
If Lawrence's pick-up performance was still above the passing mark, when Belmode began to flirt teasingly, the sniper retreated in embarrassment, and finally fled away, leaving Belinda behind.
"What a little boy." Belinda laughed.
The sniper's keen hearing caught these words, and he ran faster. After leaving the building, Lawrence ran a considerable distance before stopping at the corner.
Thinking of what he had just experienced, his face and even his ears were red. The smell of Belinda's perfume on him was unsettling——
His reverie was interrupted by his cell phone that suddenly vibrated.
Lawrence hurriedly answered the call: "...It's okay. There will be a lot of people gathering for the guitar exchange downstairs, so it will be a little slow."
After a pause, Lawrence was still a little embarrassed to mention that he was approached by a beautiful woman, and subconsciously, he didn't want Belinda to be known to others, especially the same sex.
"Don't worry, no one noticed. I'll be with Akai-sensei right away."
