Although I felt a lot of dissatisfaction, I came all the time. Based on the principle that being idle is idle, Vodka picked up the telescope again and shook his vision back and forth boredly.
Suddenly, a moving shadow caught his attention.
"!" He was shocked and whispered to Calvados next to him, "There are people in the mountains!"
Calvados was stunned for a moment, withdrew his gaze from the cafe and turned his mirror in the direction he pointed.
Sure enough, on a quiet green path that was stepped on, a figure was walking casually in a coat.
Not long after, the man stopped and sat on a rattan swing in front of him.
Compared to a swing, it is more like a shaking leisure chair, with a pergola on the top, and you can sit there overlooking the farmland at the foot of the mountain.
Blocked by the sunshade, Calvados could not see the man's face, but recalled the scene he saw on the road just now, and compared it carefully...
His face was slightly darker: "It's Kenzo Okura."
The target of silence was not in the cafe, but slipped outside alone?
Vodka heard the question in his words and touched his chin: "Maybe he was hiding from the guests. This guy was recently noticed by the police in Tokyo. He was like a frightened bird. When he was hiding in the mountains, he suddenly rumbling with a group of guests. He must not be willing to stay in the house."
——Using the criminal's fear, driving people to specific areas to complete the stage movement. This is also one of Uzzo's tricks, write them down.
Next to him, Calvados didn't notice this colleague taking notes in his heart. When he learned that the target was running out alone, he sneered, and there was a pleasure of jumping on the grill by himself: "It's really a long time to be alone at this time. I'll send him on the way."
Having said that, Calvados stared at the swing shed, but he was reluctant to take action.
——As a sniper, a mysterious and low-key sniper who will never be seen by victims, what he pursues is of course a shot that will definitely hit him.
Especially now that there is an annoying guy next to him, he doesn't want to misstep.
So now, the annoying sunshade above the target's head has become an insurmountable obstacle.
After glanced for a while, Calvados didn't want to be lucky. He could only put down his gun and observe the terrain from a high place, intending to find a way to go around the place that could not block his vision.
After roughly setting the route, he nodded slightly and planned to leave.
However, before standing up, Calvados thought of something, his movements paused slightly, and hesitated a little more.
"If I remember correctly, I just reminded myself not to run around the target like a monkey, and to keep the distance that the sniper should have... As a result, now, I have to run around the target to find the shooting point again?"
He suddenly felt an invisible magnet beside him, quietly dragging him into the dangerous vortex of fate.
"However, even if you go down a long way, you won't be too close to the target. That location is even far from the cafe. You won't be involved in a sudden murder like the previous three times... So, am I a little bit full of plants?"
While hesitating, Calvados's eyes suddenly stopped.
——With a clatter of grass leaves, a figure broke away from the shooting point he had just locked, and walked out!
“…”
A sniper who had originally not believed in evil was silent for a moment, leaned down silently, and hid himself in the vegetation again.
A hint of gratitude came silently in his heart - if he had really found the spot and then left after picking up his gun, then the guy who suddenly jumped out of the woods in front of him would have seen him, Carvados, carrying a sniper rifle, slipping down the slope stupidly.
At that time, one more person will be silenced.
And after a closer look, the visitor was carrying a hunting rifle behind his back. If the hunter heard the movement and thought he had encountered a wild boar, he could instinctively shoot him, then...
The painful experience of pushing the tool cart in the parking lot was almost hit by a bullet. He was about to assassinate an American journalist but was almost stabbed by a bullet, and the painful experience of being stabbed by a bullet again came to his mind.
...It's the same again!
What happened recently? Could it be that Vodka colluded with some people, revealing his whereabouts as he thought?
Thinking of this, Vodka just now reminded him to check the location of the target of silence, and it suddenly became unprecedentedly suspicious.
Calvados glanced at the vodka next to him, holding the gun tightly, and had the urge to open a skull for this guy.
But Vodka is a very important organizational cadre after all, and he has been partnering with Gin for many years - he always depends on the owner of the dog. Gin is never a generous guy. If he kills vodka with no evidence... Then after he returns, it won't take long to wait, he will be shot inexplicably in a mission.
"And think about it carefully, the time when the shotgun was taken away at the wedding venue, vodka was not present, and he did not know my whereabouts. Although my probability of wronging him was not high, it was definitely not a zero egg."
After some confusion, Calvados finally let go of his hand holding the trigger regretfully.
——Forget it, put a vodka first.
However, if he is really in danger, he will definitely shoot him desperately before he dies, so he will take the backstab suspect, Vodka, to the road together.
...
Next to him, Vodka narrowed his eyes suspiciously and looked at the hunter who had just rushed out from below.
"Isn't this the distant relative of the target, the owner of this cafe?" He sighed silently, "I actually entered the woods with a hunting rifle on my back. No wonder I felt a chill behind me since just now... Is Uzo's stage finally going to start? I don't know how dangerous the script was this time, my intuition is almost sounding the alarm."
While muttering in his heart, he quietly lowered his body and turned himself into a piece of cake in the woods to avoid attracting the attention of dangerous hunters.
...
In the woods below.
The store manager did not notice the two different gazes. He walked in this familiar woods and stretched comfortably.
He was fiddling with a hunting rifle, thinking about where to go to find the wild boar, and at this moment, the leaves behind him rang out.
He turned around and saw an acquaintance coming out of the forest.
"Why are you here?" the middle-aged store manager was puzzled for a moment and guessed, "Did you see the traces of the wild boar?"
The man nodded and pointed to the right: "In that direction."
The middle-aged store manager was about to chase there, but the person came again: "You have your shoelaces opened, tie them up before chasing them, so as not to trip and catch up."
As he said that, his acquaintance approached and said thoughtfully, "I'll help you with a gun."
Chapter completed!