"Want to escape?"
As soon as Yang Lin landed in the garden, he sped up and ran wildly, looking like an ape leaping into a stream, agile and quick.
He doesn't hide his figure at all.
Because he was confident that he would dodge when the sniper on the opposite side aimed at him again and was about to be activated.
Although the experience of trying the illusion didn't seem to last long, it was not my own body.
However, the innate instincts obtained are strangely able to be used freely, as if they have been practiced since childhood.
It can only be said that the function of the martial arts order is too high-end, and many things cannot be explained.
At this time, the benefits came.
Yang Lin could run rampant, but the opponent couldn't continue shooting without any scruples.
Especially if the first shot of a cold sniper misses the target, that person will definitely feel guilty and timid.
As soon as he jumped over the courtyard wall, Yang Lin knew that the sniper on the opposite side wanted to escape...
He felt that the murderous intent in the air was gradually receding, and what came with the sound of the wind was a message of calm.
Seeing that he was not too far away, without thinking, he took out the pistol behind him and fired all the bullets.
The sound of collision of masonry and metal could be heard faintly in the distance.
After a few breaths, he rushed downstairs.
He didn't take the stairs either. He jumped on the protrusion on the outer wall and rushed into a room with an open window.
Yang Lin landed and took a look, using the faint light coming from the window to get a rough idea of the scene inside the house.
The curtains were pulled open, and there was a slight smell of smoke and dust in the house. It was obvious that no one had lived here for a long time.
And, a shot had just been fired.
Under the window sill, a long rifle fell to the ground and was broken into two pieces...
The sights and brackets were scattered into a ball.
"It's still too late."
Yang Lin narrowed his eyes, kept moving, and rushed out towards the open door on the opposite side.
After searching around and seeing that no one was around, he turned his attention to the other side of the street.
People are coming and going on the street, the coachman is running like flying, the girl is leaning on the door and hooking her hands, the drunk is staggering, the businessman is walking in a hurry...
It's already so late, and it's not much different from the daytime.
At a glance, dozens of people could be seen on the street below.
Some people walked through the alley, some got in the car and left, some entered the store, some drank coffee...
Everyone looked like a gunman to him, and he couldn't tell the difference.
"Not only does this person recognize me, but he also has an estimate of my whereabouts..."
"As soon as I miss a shot, I don't take any chances and leave directly. He is a very experienced killer, and he is very familiar with me. It doesn't look like he is from the Japanese military."
Returning to the room where the broken sniper rifle had been kept, Yang Lin immediately determined this.
"The guns don't seem to be made in Japan, but seem to be from Citigroup..."
During this period, Yang Lin had been exposed to some firearms, and sometimes asked about the development process of sniper rifles in various countries around the world.
At least I know that Japan seems to have not yet developed its own sniper rifle at this time.
Those killers who occasionally get their hands on are German Mauser and Citizen Springfield. It is best to get these two. The style of the gun in front of you should be a beautiful weapon.
The model of the gun is not the key. Anyway, no matter which model it is, as long as it hits the human body, today's warriors will not be able to withstand it.
Either seriously injured or dead.
The key thing is that this gun was broken in the middle, and the log stock was broken neatly, without too many wooden stubbles.
The barrel was bent in half and almost broke from it.
It was obvious that the gunman was very powerful and was probably Lian Jiazi.
Moreover, he also valued this gun very seriously and did not want it to fall into his hands. He did not know what the reasons were.
Next to the broken gun, there was a strand of gray homespun cloth, stained with dots of blood.
The bullet of the pistol landed not far away, and the bullet was also stained with a little red.
It must have been before that when I was running and shooting at the same time, although the bullet was not aimed accurately, it still wounded the opponent.
Coarse homespun cloth was generally worn by lower-class Chinese people in this era. This person can basically be ruled out as being arranged by the Japanese military.
Because, in Dr. Akino's villa previously, the gunmen looked well-trained, all of them strong and full of murderous intent.
The fabrics he wears are also quite exquisite.
If this sniper was also from the military, he would definitely not be much different from them.
Will seek more cooperation.
Instead of hiding far away and firing cold shots.
Also, Yang Lin speculated that there was a traitor in Jingwu Sect.
That's just a guess, not entirely certain. Of course, it's even harder to track down which one it is.
However, if the speculation is true and the other party really knows that he is investigating the poisoning, he will definitely not come to the scene to investigate and will not remain indifferent.
The most likely way is to be there in person to witness his own death, so that the plan can continue intact.
In this way, the identity of the shooter is obvious.
"Judging from this direction, the opponent should have a shoulder injury or an arm injury, and it was grazed by a bullet..."
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Yang Lin did not stay nearby for long. He knew that there would soon be a large-scale manhunt by the Japanese military here.
I went straight downstairs, found a rickshaw driver, went home, changed my clothes, and squinted for a while to see that it was already bright.
Come to Jingwumen.
There are still many people who get up early to practice Qigong.
Although it was not time for morning instruction, there were already hundreds of people on the courtyard square, boxing and kicking, or doing horseback riding.
Sweat of hard work.
Yang Lin winked and called Yang Ying to the side of the tree.
"Have you done what I asked you yesterday?"
He had doubts in his heart, suspecting that there was a traitor among the direct disciples of Jingwu Sect, but this matter could only be proven in his mind and could not be announced to his mouth.
After all, there is no evidence, and Yang Lin himself is not 100% sure.
If you mention it to Huo Yuanjia rashly, the other party will definitely not believe it. Instead, it will make the Jingwu Sect disciples panic and suspicious.
By that time, the traitor was not found, but instead he had problems within himself, people were scattered, and they lost the spirit of being able to work together to serve the country.
Jingwu Sect, is that still Jingwu Sect?
Therefore, not only Huo Yuanjia did not allow this kind of thing to happen, but Yang Lin himself could not do it so roughly.
In this case, we can only investigate secretly.
When he went to check on Dr. Akino alone, he did not hide his actions.
One purpose is to alert the enemy, and the other purpose is, of course, to carefully observe the suspicious aspects of the disciples of the Jingwu Sect.
See if they went out and did something else?
To do this kind of thing, of course you need someone you can trust.
He is a candidate who will never be involved in the poisoning incident.
One is Huo Ting'en, who would never murder his father.
The other one is, of course, Yang Simei.
She had been with him in Hangzhou and had no motive or time to conspire to poison him.
Huo Ting'en, when he sees himself now, he always lowers his head and seems to be dodging.
If you tell him anything, I'm afraid it will be contrary to your will and your work will be unfavorable.
Besides, the second senior brother of Jingwu Sect has long regarded Jingwu Sect as his own family, and is very close to all the other senior brothers. If he is asked to investigate his family, he might leak the news early.
As for Yang Simei, after the incident at Yuewang Temple, she no longer had the arrogance she had in the past in front of her.
Every time I see it, I tremble like a chick that has been wet by the rain.
That's good.
A good sister is a sister who knows shame and fear.
As a young lady, she was spoiled and had no education with sticks.
As the elder brother, Yang Lin felt that it was necessary to make up for the missing lesson for her.
