Mo Lone was wearing black rubber-soled cloth shoes, and he was so light that he could barely hear a sound when running on the roof of the car.

Even if the train is absolutely silent, the sound is not easy to detect. Not to mention the sound of rumbling and climbing, no one noticed.

Mo Lone stretched his body and went to the roof of the car to find the car where Sato Yasuken was.

Sato's photos have appeared in the newspaper many times, and his face is like imprinted in Mo Gu's mind, so that he is completely sure that he will not make a mistake.

If an Assassin doesn't have this ability, he is not an Assassin, he is a hedgehog at best.

At the end of the eighteen carriages, it was an external carriage, which was blocked by curtains and could not peep inside.

Mo Gu's courage was undoubtedly top-notch, and he came to the back of the car and pulled out his pistol.

Although the following two people are employees of the railway bureau, even if they are real railway employees, they can't change their determination to start alone at this time.

"Bang Bang"

Two slight gunshots were barely audible in the clanging of wheels.

Before the two corpses fell, Mo Lonely's roof waved his hand and threw out a rope to lasso a person standing by the door.

A person's sudden disappearance from a window always attracts the attention of others. In this way, even if someone does not intend to see it, it will not feel unusual.

Another gendarme was outside the window, and his body was planted headlong into the train.

Yasuken Sato didn't like this kind of obscuration, and the dim light made him depressed for a while.

"Guys, open the window."

This is the third time that Yasuken Sato has spoken, and the first two times he was persuaded by his entourage.

Sato also knows that this is for his own safety, and it is difficult to blame.

Iwata Junkichi, an old friend of his, also felt bored and got up to open the curtains.

Everyone is in a general mood, and the sun is pouring outside and the scenery is pleasant, but you can't see it.

Seeing Iwata open the curtains, they all opened the curtains immediately.

Sato looked at the lush greenery under the high slope and the white clouds above the sky.

Zhen sat steadily in the Sato corridor, and both of them looked in the same direction. And this direction is facing away from Mo Lonely, but it is facing Iwata Junkichi.

When Sato first said to open the curtains, Zhen Wen admired his courage a little.

Even as an enemy, he is a qualified enemy.

Mo Lonely took out the small mirror in his pocket and reflected it through the window into the car.

He could only glance at it intermittently, and he had to find a time when the sun would not reflect in the shade of the trees.

In this way, a lot of time is delayed.

After looking at it again, he didn't see Sato's figure, so he knew that Sato was sitting in the opposite direction.

It's not easy, it's almost impossible to go ahead.

The junction of the two carriages in front is guarded by military police, and they come out from time to time to watch. They were a group of trained soldiers, and their level of vigilance was extraordinary.

Mo Lonely unequivocally went up to the roof of the car, and the danger was the best place for him. The plain is too boring, and the danger shows the true character of the hero.

Iwata Junkichi stood up suddenly, and when Mo Gu ran from the roof to the front compartment, Iwata had already reached the rear compartment.

Zhen Wen saw that Iwata's eyes did not go straight to the back, and he also turned his head to look at the situation in the rear.

When he arrived at the door, Iwata kicked the door open, only to see that the gendarme was dead, but his neck was wrapped in a rope and did not fall.

So much so that in the carriage it looked like he was still standing guarding.

Iwata Junkichi kicked the door out, and the military police in the car reacted very quickly and raised their guns to surround Sato behind him.

The gendarmes in front of them opened the door and looked at the roof with their guns raised.

All this is less than the blink of an eye, and the Japanese military police are indeed well-trained.

Iwata pulled out a gun and smashed a piece of glass, holding up a long strip of glass to the roof of the car.

Mo Lone saw the gendarmes kicking the car door in front of him, and saw the glass sticking out of the rear compartment, knowing that he had been found.

Without the slightest hesitation, he jumped off the roof of the car and rolled down the slope to drown in the weeds.

Iwata threw down the glass in his hand and said to himself: "Knowing how to advance and retreat is considered a wise man." ”

The list drove by, and Iwata Shunkichi returned to the carriage.

The biggest surprise was not Sato or Iwata, but Zhen Wen.

Half of the people in the car looked in that direction, but only Iwata saw the problem, this person had never seen marksmanship, but this insight was not ordinary.

The assassination of Sato fell short, but fortunately, Mo Lonely was not shot, and the train climb speed was slow, so he jumped naturally fine.

Zhen Wen's brain turned to think of this, but he didn't forget to show surprise.

"Iwata-kun, this ...... What's going on? ”

Iwata waved his hand, everyone returned to normal, and the gendarmes surrounding Sato also returned.

"Nothing? An assassin only. ”

Iwata's words were extremely relaxed, as if they were eating.

Zhen Wen turned to Sato: "Section Chief Sato, driving so early and traveling so suddenly, there are still assassins, there must be spies inside." ”

Sato nodded in agreement: "Zhen Wenjun, I also think there is a spy in it, but I know that it will definitely not be you." ”

Zhen Wen was stunned: "I never thought about it. ”

Sato was in a good mood: "Lonely all the way, come and drink a bottle of wine." ”

Sato deliberately dragged Zhen Wen to Nanjing suddenly, just to see if the assassin would appear.

When the assassin didn't come, he suspected that everyone's hearts would not go, including Zhen Wen.

Now that the assassin has appeared, Sato thinks that he suddenly set off and suddenly called Zhen Wen to the car, and he didn't even have time to make a phone call.

This assassin can't have anything to do with Zhen Wen, it must have been done by someone else in No. 76.

Even, Sato thought of Ding Mo Village, after all, he was the first to say that he was going out unintentionally.

Sato's suspicion of Zhen Wen at this time was completely eliminated, and if it weren't for the death of two gendarmes, he might have laughed twice.

"Iwata-kun, thanks to you. Yours, an old friend, must stay with me for a few more days, and I can't let you go until I can't do anything about it. ”

Iwata smiled, he knew Sato too well, just like he knew his own temperament.

"Zhen Wenjun, have you seen what a real gunman is?" Sato asked.

"Of course, it's a hundred shots, and there are no missed shots."

"That's all?"

"Isn't that enough?" Zhen Wen's surprise was real, he really couldn't think of anything else?

Sato uttered one word: "Quick." ”

"People have limited movements, how fast can they be, no matter how fast?"

Sato finally laughed: "Iwata-kun, I haven't seen your speed for a long time, can you show it." ”

Iwata is not good at refuting Sato's face, and there is no need to show the ability to pull out a gun, so he thought for a moment.

"Why don't I show the two of you how to disassemble and load the gun."

Zhen Wen nodded in agreement, and Han Erbao also stared at how he disassembled and loaded the gun.

Zhen Wen has seen this kind of ability, but he has never seen Mo Lonely perform, but he only saw Wu Si perform on the 76th.

At that time, Wu Si held two cigarettes in his mouth, took out a pistol, and disassembled the gun into parts in a blink of an eye in the operation place, and then grabbed it with his big hand and assembled the gun together in the blink of an eye.

Iwata pulled out his pistol and didn't look at it, crackling pistol accessories and falling off the table, and the voices sounded almost loud.

Zhen Wen was amazed, only to see his fingers brush a few times, and the parts fell on the desktop almost at the same time, this speed definitely exceeded Wu Si's dozens of streets.

Iwata covered his eyes with his hat upside down, and saw his hand holding the gun slash on the table, putting the guns together faster than they could dismantle them.

Zhen Wen can no longer be described as just breathtaking, he almost doesn't believe his eyes, the disorganized accessories are swept by him, and the gun is assembled? It's incredible.