"How's that, okay?" After a moment, he asked softly, "When you can see clearly in your field of vision, the fair relationship between the front sight and the notch, and the target is relatively blurry, it means that your aim is correct." ”

I took a deep breath, for fear that the position I was aiming at would be offset, "I can ......"

"Okay, adjust slowly and slow down your breathing."

I did this, trying to make every cell in my body as low as possible.

"Remember, you can aim in an area, that is, you don't have to force a target on the bull's-eye, but close to the bull's-eye." He said in a deep voice, as if he was holding his breath like me, "Pre-press the trigger, and when the aiming line is pointing towards the aiming zone near the center of the area and shaking slightly, hold your breath, continue to increase the pressure on the trigger, and then, fire-"

With Zosi's command, I pulled the trigger all the way down, and with a "bang" of gunshot, I immediately felt a violent vibration in my wrist, and the bullet quickly came out of the muzzle and fired at the target.

The next moment, it hit the position but-

I stood on the spot, stunned and looking at the results of the three rings on the gun target, with rare embarrassment.

"It's okay," Zoshi approached, his low tone was very patient, "It's hard to miss the first shot, come, remember the steps just now, and do it again." ”

I nodded, took a few deep breaths to relax my body, and then continued to raise the gun.

"Arm straight...... "If the arm is bent, it will shorten the aiming sight distance, so that the aiming error rate will increase, and the shooting accuracy will be greatly affected, so the right arm must be naturally straightened." ”

I adjusted my movements, trying to control the relationship between the crosshair and the notch, when an assistant stepped forward. He said to Zosi: "Young master, Mr. Nicholas, please go to his study. ”

"Got it."

I held my breath and tweaked my gaze to the upper line of sight, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of Zosi on the side, who didn't leave, looking at me with a look of unease.

I smiled indifferently. His gaze never shifted, "Go, I won't run away, and besides, how many of your people are here, can I escape?" ”

He smiled to himself, not annoyed, "Ruori, where did you think of it, I'm worried that you're not used to it just after learning to use a gun." Fiddling on your own can be dangerous. However, in this case...... Alright—" he instructed his assistant on the side, "take good care of the young lady, and don't miss a single bit." ”

The assistant nodded, "Yes." ”

"Be careful yourself." He put it down to me before turning away.

Zosi's back was blurred little by little, but the hand I raised the gun hung down, and I couldn't help but sneer in my heart.

In fact. I guess I'm too extreme, though I can suspect that much of his dissatisfaction is due to the fear that I'll run away. But what he told his assistant wasn't necessarily looking for someone to watch me. Why can't we always accept the kindness of others with peace of mind?

Perhaps, this shackle is so heavy that darkness has gradually grown in my heart.

I took a deep breath, dissipated the clutter, and calmed down to keep aiming at the target. But I heard a few French voices coming from a secluded path, separated by a few bushes, from far and near.

"The master really made a lot of money this time, and a handful of 'crystals' can be sold for a high price of 100 million." A young man sighed.

"yes, I heard. The master had discussed it with Young Master Furkmins in advance, so Young Master Furkmins kept raising the price at the auction just now, but I didn't expect that Young Master Stewart would also keep following ......the price," another young lady continued.

Sure enough, it was Zosi and Nicholas who colluded with each other to deliberately raise the price of "crystal", and I couldn't help but look at Rin.

In fact, even if Zosi didn't cooperate with Nicholas, based on his personal wishes, he was happy to cause Shang Xinyi to suffer some losses and extinguish his spirit. It's just that Zosi is Zosi after all, if he can't maximize his interests, wouldn't it be in vain to waste the ruthlessness he has tempered in the fire of the business world over the years? He took advantage of Nicholas's shrewd businessman essence to negotiate this scene with him, Nicholas was grateful for Zossi's kindness, and Nicholas happened to be a well-traveled person, and there was no shortage of huge networks in European political and business circles, if Nicholas got closer to him, he could use Nicholas as a bridge to open up his veins in European politics and business, and lay the foundation for him to further expand his influence in Europe.

When it comes to doing business, there really is no one who is more calculated than Zosi.

I squinted the corners of my mouth, focusing on aim, not wanting to listen any further, but the next sentence just drew my attention.

"You know what," the young man said in a voice that was almost a whisper, "Actually, that 'crystal' is not really ......"

"What?" The woman was stunned.

"Shhhh......h......h

The voices behind me gradually became inaudible as the two of them walked farther and farther apart, but this sudden fact really surprised me, I thought that Nicholas was shrewd and worldly, and cherished money, but I never thought that he could actually use such a trick.

It's just that if I rashly expose him, he must have prepared a bunch of rhetoric waiting for me in advance, Nicholas is not a reckless person, he dares to exchange the fake for the real, this counterfeit 'crystal' must be the same as the real one in terms of craftsmanship, appearance and timbre, ordinary screening methods cannot distinguish the authenticity at all, but the real thing is the real thing after all, there must be something that the counterfeit cannot imitate.

I glanced at the assistant next to me, who didn't pay attention to the conversation of the other man, I handed him the gun and ordered, "Wipe it down for me, I'll go to the bathroom." ”

"Miss, do you want to find someone to accompany you?" Because of Zuo Xicai's words, he didn't dare to slack off.

"No need." With that, I walked away.

Try to take the route with few voices, and there doesn't seem to be anyone around, so I took out the phone and dialed Ye Ningchen.

"Miss, what's the matter?" There was only one ring, and the phone was picked up.

I said in a deep voice: "Help me check, there is a handmade violin called 'Crystal' created by the famous violin master Mr. Schillot in 1970, what are its characteristics, how to distinguish the authenticity, especially many unknown screening features to help me find out, don't miss any of it, understand?" ”

"Yes, Miss."

"Send it to my phone as soon as possible after finding it, be fast." After saying this, I hurriedly hung up the phone.

*

Ye Ningchen's efficiency is undoubted, and when I returned to the shooting range again, what I wanted to know had already reached a conclusion.

I picked up the kahr that had been wiped fresh again. MK9, not far from the shooting range, the 'crystal' stands quietly in a square glass lattice, shining with a sparkle that does not belong to it, and several men in suits and leather shoes are handing it over.

Slowly, I raised my gun and aimed at the strings that seemed to have countless pieces of sunlight dancing in between.

The assistant next to me noticed my unusual behavior and couldn't help but remind me, "Miss, you ......"

"Shut up," I said, "if you don't want to be my target, just stand there and don't say a word." ”

"But you've just learned how to use a gun, like that...... It's easy to hurt others...... "Although he was afraid of my warning, he had no choice but to persuade me.

"Don't worry, any accident will be borne by me alone, and it's none of your business."

The center of the top of the front sight and the center of the upper edge of the notch coincide perfectly in my line of sight, and the distance is less than 30 meters, which is not too far. MK9 is opened.

However, as soon as the index finger that pulled the trigger was exerted, a cluster of figures jumped into my field of vision when my vision was deflected.

Zosi, who had returned from Nicholas at some point, was smiling and talking to others in the distance, and from a distance, he was standing half-sideways, his words and deeds were calm and decent, and his perfunctory work in the social field was not leaky.

The muzzle of the gun was deflected, just one way, and I pointed it straight at his heart.

The hatred in my heart exploded in an instant, and if I had a hatred for Phyllis, then I would hate Zorsi more than that.

I hate, I hate that he ruined my life with his own hands, several times; I hate the shackles he has imposed on me, and everything he has given me, but what I hate even more is that I must teach myself to be dark, to take revenge, to be murderous, and to force myself to practice them one by one, so that my soul may not be annihilated by the wanton hatred in my heart.

I took aim at the target, the silver family crest pinned to his left chest was a glorious proclamation of the long-standing reverence of the Furcumens family.

Zosi, if I finish you off today, then everything will be completely over.

It was neither light nor heavy, and I controlled the pressure on the trigger so well that Zosi, who was only concerned with talking to others, seemed to have no idea of the approaching danger, and didn't even glance in my direction the whole time. The opportunity is perfect, the line of sight, the crosshair, the notch, the target...... All the criteria for aiming are the same as what he taught me, and with such accuracy, hitting his heart will not be a problem.

It would be ironic to kill him with the shooting skills he taught me.

I couldn't help but smile, a cruel hint lingering on my lips, and in an instant, I pointed the muzzle of the gun back at the "crystal".

I don't mind if we all end up together, but if I bury my next freedom in this way, wouldn't it be too merciful to my dear Phyllis?

What's more, when it comes to revenge, such an approach is really not smart enough. (To be continued......)