"I've heard of sniper rifles, they look like this." Bai Dijun said. "What the hell is a sniper rifle?"

"Sniping is derived from the word snipe, which is said to be a small bird with very agile movements, and it is not easy to hunt this small bird, it requires considerable shooting and stealth skills, and this hunting activity came to be called snipe, and then it became called military and sniping the enemy." Duan Hui explained.

"This gun can't be a drug dealer's, isn't it very dangerous for us." The White Emperor shouted.

"Seeing the new demand, Western countries have set off an upsurge in the development of sniper rifles, especially large-caliber anti-materiel guns, and China, which is striving to be in line with the world, has not neglected this weapon, equipped with domestic medium-caliber sniper rifles, more than 20 years later, the army has now developed in the direction of large and small calibers. The recently launched 5.8mm and 12.7mm caliber two kinds of sniper rifles are representatives, the state is very strict with gun management, not to mention this kind of sniper rifle, it can be said that it is basically impossible to buy, this gun may be left after a war on this mountain. Duan Hui stroked the hair on his forehead and looked relaxed.

Bai Dijun's frowning eyebrows also slowly relaxed, Duan Hui put down the sniper rifle, and continued to explore the way down the mountain with Bai Dijun. The two of them went around in the mountains, but they didn't expect to come to the resort villa.

Duan Hui and Bai Dijun came to a huge house, a European-style house, which was very magnificent. Duan Hui stretched out his hand and knocked on the door.

The door was opened by a girl, about twenty-five or sixteen years old. "You must be Mr. Xie Yan." The girl smiled. "Everyone is here, and it's up to you." The girl stepped aside and let Bai Dijun and Duan Hui enter the door.

"My name is Liang Wenwen, and the owner asked me to greet you. Who is this lady? Liang Wenwen closed the door and glanced at Bai Dijun.

"Her name is Bai Dijun, I am Duan Hui, and we are actually Mr. Xie Yan's tenants. Mr. Xie Yan passed away a few years ago, and we are here to tell the owner about it. Duan Hui looked around at the structure of the house.

"Oh~ That's it, thank you very much for Mr. Duan and Miss Bai's visit, it's a huge pity for us that he can't come." Liang Wenwen smiled. "Then again, why are you making such a mess?"

"It's a long story, we took the wrong mountain road, and we ...... on the road"

"I suddenly overturned on the road, but fortunately I picked up this life and came back." Duan Hui suddenly interrupted Bai Dijun, who hesitated for a few seconds, and then nodded in agreement.

Liang Wenwen led them through the corridor and towards the bathroom. "I see, let's do it with me." She prepared a change of clothes for Bai Dijun and Duan Hui. After a while, Duan Hui and Bai Dijun had already finished washing one after the other.

"Why are you lying to Liang Wenwen, we obviously met a bad guy in the mountains, but what did you say about overturning." Bai Dijun stood in front of the mirror and blew his hair with a hair dryer, "I'll tell you later, you have to cooperate with me to act when I see the opportunity." Duan Hui straightened his collar.

"Have you washed up and gone to dinner with everyone?" Liang Wenwen knocked on the door.

yes, it's so late.

Duan Hui opened the door, and Bai Dijun put his hair in a coil and followed Liang Wenwen to a room.

There was a large dining table in the room, and three men sat at the table, two of them quite old, and the other of whom appeared to be in his early thirties. They looked up at Liang Wenwen who pushed the door in, and Duan Hui and Bai Dijun behind her.

"Let's keep everyone waiting, let's eat." Liang Wenwen snapped her fingers, three or four people pushed the mobile table to bring the meal, and she pulled out the chairs for Bai Dijun and Duan Hui.

"What about Xie Yan, didn't you say that there was another guy named Xie Yan who was coming? Who are these two little dolls? The man on the far right of the table spoke, Duan Hui glanced at him, and then looked at the eyes of several other people, these men all had fierce eyes, and they didn't seem to be easy to get along with.

"Mr. Xie Yan unfortunately passed away, and the two of them are here to attend on behalf of Mr. Xie Yan." Liang Wenwen said. "Oh, let me introduce you, this is Mr. Fang Bai" Liang Wenwen pointed to Duan Hui and Bai Dijun at the man who had just spoken, "This is Mr. Di Yuan, he is a novelist, you must have heard of "The Return of the Dead", he wrote it." ”

Duan Hui and Bai Dijun shook their heads.

Di Yuan glared at Duan Hui and Bai Dijun, these two young people really didn't know how to be polite.

"Okay, okay, and this is Mr. Wang Jie, he is a retired criminal policeman." As soon as Liang Wenwen's words fell, Wang Jie glanced at Duan Hui and Bai Dijun, and stared at the dishes on the table expressionlessly.

"Don't be verbose, where is your owner, do everything possible to call us here, and I haven't seen him appear for so long." Di Yuan opened a bottle of beer and poured it for himself. The other two people's eyes shifted to Liang Wenwen.

Liang Wenwen put her hands on the dining table to support her head, "It's meal time, just eat, I will take everyone to meet our owner as soon as possible." ”

"Have a nice meal." Liang Wenwen held up the bottle.

Everyone greeted and held their bottles aloft. Fang Bai's eyes were flickering, absent-minded, as if he was worried about something to happen.

"How did Mr. Xie Yan die?" Wang Jie asked.

"He was in a car accident," Duan Hui should arrive, "Mr. Fang Bai, have you seen Mr. Xie Yan before?" ”

"I haven't seen it, but after I came to the villa, I heard that such a person is also coming." Fang Bai picked up his chopsticks and poked at the plate of fish in front of him. "I hate fish the most, please help me change over there." He said to the person next to him.

The man dressed in a service attire took the fish away.

"Oh......" Duan Hui responded.

Bai Dijun felt that the atmosphere was extremely embarrassing, every minute and second during the meal was torment, and she also felt that the novelist named Di Yuan stared at her from time to time, and she felt very uncomfortable.

After the meal, Liang Wenwen arranged a room for everyone.

Bai Dijun specially troubled Liang Wenwen to arrange a two-bed room for her and Duan Hui, and after returning to the room, Bai Dijun immediately lay on the bed. "Oh my God, it's so comfortable." These two days were either rolling on the mud floor or sleeping on the rocks, and having a bed was a luxury.

Duan Hui smiled and walked into the room with the bags of the two on his back, this room was wooden, there was no air conditioner and no fan, but it was unusually cool.

"Now tell me why you're so weird today." The White Emperor sat up.

"I don't think there's anything strange about me." Duan Hui made a gesture to make her quieter. He pointed to the dark shadow of the light shining through the crack under the door.

Bai Dijun understood, and someone was lying at the door eavesdropping.

After a while, the shadow vanished.

Duan Hui took out the photo found in the corpse on the mountain from his backpack before, "Take a closer look, is the background of the group photo of these people in the photo is this house." ”

Bai Dijun looked at the photo for a while, although the photo was damaged, she could still clearly identify a few places, and she raised her head to remember something. "Seems so." She whispered.

"That person must have been to this house before, and maybe he has something to do with the strange people here."

"You also think it's strange, that novelist is the strangest, and I feel uncomfortable all night." Bai Dijun said.

Duan Hui shook his head silently, "I'm talking about that Fang Bai, he obviously knows Xie Yan but pretends not to know, there must be some secret to hide from everyone." ”

"How do you know he knows Xie Yan?"