Belmore was slightly startled.
Is this asking her to... lie down?
Although the opponent was only a peripheral member, but thinking about who this guy represented... Belmod almost didn't hesitate, and instinctively bent his knees and lay down.
Not only Vodka, other smart people in the organization have obviously discovered some patterns in their tormented lives - for example, if Uzo wants to trick someone, he will never directly order the victim to step into the trap, but will only use his euphemisms
A tortuous approach is a polite hint.
On the other hand, if Uzo gives certain instructions directly, then it is safer to follow his instructions.
Belmode: "..." But...why did Uzo's substitute suddenly signal her to squat down?
She looked around in confusion, and saw that while she was squatting down, the robber who had fallen to the ground next to her stood up with a gun in his hand, cursing.
Belmod's eyes immediately fell on him: "..." Could this robber's gun go off and hit the person standing next to him?
This guess flashed through her mind, and before she could think about it carefully, the correct answer suddenly fell from the sky and landed in front of her eyes.
——There was a "click" sound of broken glass. The kidnapper who had just stood up suddenly tilted to the side, and a blood hole appeared on the side of his head, splattering a large amount of viscous liquid. He felt as if someone was pressing his head and giving him a hard shove.
He fell down hard and could not stand up again.
Belmode was stunned.
After being stiff for a few seconds, she slowly lowered her head.
Looking at the robber next to the corpse, and then at the warm blood gradually spreading on the ground, her back was suddenly soaked with cold sweat: This trajectory and angle... If she had hesitated for a moment just now and not followed the instructions of Uzo's substitute
Squatting down, then the one who suddenly fell to the ground after being shot in the head might be her.
...Why are there sniper rifles? Who is shooting?!
in addition……
Amid the frightened screams throughout the car, Belmode gritted his teeth and looked at the car window, and then realized that it was not an illusion - the broken windows were two windows, which meant that the person who fired at this place just now was not a sniper, but a sniper.
two!
"Are those guys responsible for rescuing the hostages crazy?" This thought first flashed through Belmod's mind, and then he felt something was wrong, "With the way those police acted, how could they dare to save people in this way - this kind of disregard
Shooting into a chaotic carriage is worse than a terrorist... hmm? Wait a minute?"
Snipers, outlaws, Uzo's script...
Various keywords were spinning in his mind, and during the accidental collision, an idea suddenly jumped out of Belmod's mind.
Belmod: "..." Could it be... Could it be that the two guys who fired shots outside the window were some of her unlucky colleagues who were controlled by Uzo?
…
"Hey, that guy was so lucky. He actually squatted down to pick up something and avoided my shot." Chianti cursed, "Now he is huddled behind the chair without showing his head... What should I do? How about we drive?"
Passing by, throw a grenade in?"
As she was talking, she looked to the side and suddenly became happy: "You didn't hit it either?"
——When you make a mistake, you suddenly find that your colleagues have made the same mistake, which obviously makes people feel a little comfort in the loss.
Next to her, Gin ignored her and just stared at the bus from a distance.
After looking at it for a moment, he slowly frowned.
Chapter completed!