Chapter 186 There is another chapter after the meal
Jing Baiye knew that the organization was in need of excellent snipers.
In this life, he picked up the sniper rifle again after arriving in the United States. Since Belmode was quite busy on the surface, he was often taken to the training ground by Gin.
Gin was very suspicious, but Jing Baiye had a different identity. He was brought back to the organization by Belmode, and was raised by the boss for a period of time... This made this model worker of the organization, who suspected everyone he was a rat, be a little more tolerant towards him.
So when he didn't get the code name and didn't have access to it at all, Jing Baiye learned about the situation of other snipers in the organization from Ginjiu.
Take for example Cohen, Chianti and Calvados, the Tokyo area members who are most commonly used by Gin. As professional snipers, their range and accuracy are not as good as Gin, a part-timer...
This is true for members who regularly engage in activities, let alone those from other places.
It is good to have such professionally trained military snipers joining the organization as colleagues, but...
"Will he agree?" Jing Baiye asked strangely, "He was once regarded as a hero. With such a person's outlook and beliefs, it would be difficult for him to accept the organization, right?"
Timothy Hunter is a former SEAL sniper. Their organization is a criminal organization, and they are at the natural opposite.
"……Belief?"
Friedman seemed to have heard something funny and showed a cold and contemptuous smile. He rarely showed such an expression in front of Jing Baiye.
"Angstra, that gentleman said you were still a child... and he was right."
He slowly suppressed his smile and reached out to pat Jing Baiye on the shoulder: "This is my mission, so you don't need to ask any more questions... Are your men waiting for you outside?"
Jing Baiye remembered that Toru Amuro was waiting for him outside, so he didn't ask any more questions - he was not someone who liked to interfere with other people's tasks - and immediately decided to leave.
"Then I'll go back first." He touched the key and carefully put it in his pocket, "Thank you for checking it for me. When you are free one day, come to my place as a guest."
"I will visit when I have time," Friedman said.
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Angstra left, but Friedman stood there for a long time.
He didn't like to think about the past, but because of Angstra's words, he suddenly remembered the man who once had passionate beliefs that eventually collapsed.
He used to believe that what the United States was doing was just, that the United States respected life and human rights extremely, that those wars were fought for justice and to defend the motherland, and that the news that the US military was committing crimes and killing people indiscriminately was slander from the outside world...even if he was taught these principles.
The teacher tricked him into joining the organization, and he never wavered when he first joined the organization.
He was very grateful to the gentleman who rescued him from the human body laboratory, but he agreed to accept the undercover mission because he had some selfish motives of his own - he wanted to fulfill his old dream.
He entered the laboratory at the age of fifteen, was rescued at the age of seventeen, worked undercover from the age of eighteen to twenty-eight, and only returned to the organization two years ago.
Not only did these ten years of undercover life not instigate him to rebel, but it actually made him more loyal to that gentleman.
Even if he had no choice but to kill his friend in the end, he would only blame himself for almost being exposed as a loser, rather than hating that the undercover mission put him in a dilemma.
Maybe Angstra doesn't know or hasn't paid attention to it, but Friedman, who once served in the U.S. Army Special Forces, knows better than anyone -
The war was fought in the name of anti-terrorism, and the number of innocent civilians killed in the end far exceeded that of the so-called terrorists.
As the leader of a criminal organization, the gentleman reminded him not to hurt innocent passers-by at will, and he had properly arranged for the victims who were harmed by the previous leader, but most of his colleagues during his undercover period did not.
The CIA intelligence agents he had come into contact with had interrogation methods that were far superior to those of the organization, and they also gave various high-sounding reasons.
——The faith he once had collapsed and was destroyed by the existence he once believed in so much.
Timothy Hunter once won the Silver Star Medal, but was later deprived of it due to rumors and false accusations by the media. He became a tainted hero in the hearts of the public... Only Kevin Yoshino, whose life was saved by him, always firmly believed in him.
Even what hit him in the head and nearly killed him was not the so-called enemy, but his former comrade who attacked him from behind.
This kind of guy whose hope is destroyed by his faith will be crazier than the person who was in the darkness from the beginning.
Angstra is still too young, and even if he is sometimes crazy and extreme, it is all for the external things that can be obtained again at any time, not for the inner emotions.
His understanding of human beings and human nature is too simple and superficial... That gentleman seems to have always cared about this.
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"Ah sneeze!!"
When the Mazda was waiting at the red light at the intersection, Angstra sneezed again. Toru Amuro looked towards him, and his junior boss leaned on the passenger seat with a confused look on his face, rubbing his nose with his hand.
He seemed to have been sneezing in the past few days, and Toru Amuro asked with concern: "Do you have a cold? Do you want me to take you to the hospital for a check-up?"
"No, I'm not feeling unwell." Angstra shook her head.
"Don't take it seriously. Colds are the root of all diseases." While waiting at the red light, Toru Amuro reached out and touched his forehead, "I don't have a fever at the moment... I'll stop by the supermarket when I go back. Don't you want to?"
If you eat vegetables, eat more fruits.”
"Okay." Angstra did not refuse, "Buy some more cat food and snacks."
Yoneka-cho 6-chome 6 is not far from the apartment where Tohru Amuro lived in the past. He was very familiar with the roads there. After passing by the apartment, the Mazda drove straight for a while and stopped in front of an imposing iron gate.
This kind of villa courtyard gate looks strong, but its height is limited. It can be climbed over with a little effort, and it cannot stop people with evil intentions.
The villa had its own garage, so Toru Amuro didn't look for other parking spots. He sat in the Mazda and watched Angstra take out a bunch of keys from his pocket, open the door and get out of the car.
As expected, Angstra will not always live in the safe house, this is very likely to be his future residence.
It is much larger than an ordinary safe house built by one family. Housework in such a large villa must be more troublesome... No.
Toru Amuro came back to his senses, why should he consider that? He is not a real nanny. What he should do now is to find a way to explore the situation inside the villa. There is a legitimate and good opportunity in front of him.
Angstra walked to the iron door and suddenly stopped. Toru Amuro saw him take out his mobile phone.
Recalling the Morohoshi-dai stalking and eavesdropping incident that just happened in the afternoon, Toru Amuro immediately opened the door and got out of the car, and walked to his junior boss, trying to see if he could hear who he was talking to.
If it were Gin or anyone else in the organization, he would definitely not be so aboveboard, but it doesn't matter to Angstra.
Angstra saw Tohru Amuro approaching, and as expected, she didn't let him avoid him and continued talking to the person opposite.
"I understand, you continue to stare... pay attention to safety, Midorikawa..."
Hearing this familiar surname, Toru Amuro breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out to be the call from Jingguang Morofuku, which was information related to xyz cocktail and the zoo organization. It had nothing to do with him. It was not that Moro Hoshida was following behind and trying to come.
Scored twice.
However, Angostela's expression was not very good, and her brows were furrowed. She might have heard some bad news.