The sun sets in the west, and the sun sets at dusk.

As the dull golden sunlight poured on the reef of the pier, an oil tanker docked on the shore.

The water-stained leather boots stepped on the pier, the cigarette butts flicked into the sea, and the eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at the hazy green shadows of the houses near and far.

Yamamoto Makihara.

A killer subordinate to the subordinates of Shinichiro Akutsu of the Kamishingumi.

The last "invitation" failed, and Shinichiro Akuzu was very dissatisfied.

This time, when he heard that Sakaki Makoto and Takayama Rumi had gone to Moonshadow Island without the protection of his entourage, he immediately dispatched Yamamoto Makihara.

There is only one purpose.

Kill Sakaki.

As a professional killer, Yamamoto Makihara is very competent, the black leather gloves are neat and there is not a trace of dust, the suit is as straight as a green pine, and the Colt PPK pistol in his arms is carefully maintained.

He kills, and he has always been crisp and neat.

After locking on to the target, he draws his gun and shoots, and when he finishes shooting, he walks away, coming and going without a trace.

It's his usual style.

But this time, the other party is not a weak chicken who has no power to fight back.

With the experience of Shinji Tsuruta, Yamamoto Makihara will never be careless.

He this time....

Come prepared.

The terrain of Moon Shadow Island is remote and complex, sparsely populated, and it is the best hunting ground.

In his eyes, Sakaki Makoto is like a prey that will not be long in his life, waiting for him to hunt it.

I glanced at my watch, and it was 5 p.m.

In order to prevent being discovered by Sakaki Makoto, he specially staggered the time of going to the island.

The first step is to find Sakaki's residence.

Yamamoto Makihara looked around, stopped a fisherman who was about to go home, pulled out a photo, and asked:

"Have you seen this man?"

The photo was cut out of the newspaper, and Sakaki is a public figure, so it is not difficult to find his photo.

Professional killer....

There will be no mistakes.

"Sorry, you're talking about Mr. Sakaki!"

The fisherman recognized it at a glance, and in the afternoon, he happened to see the scene of Sakaki Makoto landing on the island.

"Where is he now?"

Yamamoto Makihara grinned.

"Why are you asking this?"

The fisherman looked at Yamamoto Makihara, who was not a good person, and his eyes were suspicious.

"Oh, I'm a newspaper reporter ...."

Yamamoto Makihara showed great professionalism - he also prepared fake identity cards.

"Let's talk about it now."

"Oh...."

The fisherman took his press card and turned it over and over again:

"It's really fake...."

"A fake cough, of course... It's true. ”

Yamamoto Makihara hurriedly snatched back his press card, for fear of being seen as flawed.

To be honest, when he applied for a fake certificate, he accidentally got a fake and shoddy product in a fake because the picture was cheap.....

The quality is seriously not up to par....

Generally, it is taken out to fool ordinary people.

If you are a little more professional or have poisonous eyes, you can easily see the flaws.

I can't watch it for a long time....

"Where's your camera?"

"When I look at other people's interviews, they have hosts and transcripts!"

"Why didn't you bring anything?"

A few questions hit his face in a row, and Yamamoto Makihara's head was big.

I ask you or you ask me!

Why don't you just ask for directions?

Are you going to be like a three-dimensional pinball?

Resisting the urge to pull out a gun, Yamamoto Makihara smiled stiffly and asked impatiently:

"This big brother, I'm in a hurry, can you tell me, where does Sakaki live exactly?"

"Oh..."

The fisherman shrugged:

"I don't know!"

“......”

"I don't know if you're here and talking to me for a long time?!"

Yamamoto Makihara broke out completely, and he grabbed the fisherman's collar and roared angrily.

"You didn't ask me if I knew!"

The fisherman said with a look of course:

"You just asked me if I knew Mr. Sakaki, of course I did!"

"You TM....."

In a fit of rage, Yamamoto Makihara just wanted to teach the fisherman a lesson, when he found that it was suddenly dark.

When he turned his head, he saw a group of fishermen with five big and three thick, arms thicker than his calves, surrounding him.

"You... You guys..."

"Ahh

"Don't slap !! face"

.................

"Black Rock, is this okay?"

Outside the Tsukishima Hotel, a middle-aged man with a hedgehog head and a yellow face hesitated.

"Why not?"

Kuroiwa Chenji "snorted":

"There's no surveillance in the hotel, you just have to stuff the letter under the door."

"As long as Sakaki Makoto sees the letter, he will definitely come as promised."

"How can you be sure he's coming?"

The hedgehog-headed man questioned Tatsuji Kuroiwa's plan:

"If I saw an extra letter in my room and told me to go out in the middle of the night, I wouldn't go!"

"That's you!"

Kuroyan Chenji glared at him very unhappily:

"Who is Makoto Sakaki?"

"Since he was invited to come to Moon Shadow Island to investigate our drug trafficking, he will definitely come when he sees the letter!"

"It's called professional ethics!"

The hedgehog-headed man was speechless.

According to their agreed plan, they were to let Sakaki leave the hotel alone and come to their designated place at the time of bathing at night, and finally commit the crime.

But if you want to seduce Sakaki Cheng out, you have to come up with some fierce material.

Fishing!

There has to be bait.

So....

With great difficulty, they spelled out a letter from newspapers.

The letter vaguely said that they knew the inside story, and if Sakaki wanted to know, he would have to go to the back mountain at 10 o'clock in the evening to talk about it.

What fool would be fooled....

The hedgehog head sighed.

couldn't resist Kuroiwa Chenji and the others, so he could only obediently open the car door and enter the Tsukishima Hotel.

I took the elevator up to the top floor, and according to the room number given by Kuroiwa Tatsuji, I found the room where Makoto was staying.

He looked around cautiously, and after making sure there was no one else, he secretly threw a letter through the crack in the door.

After doing all this, he went back the way he came, back to the car.

"That's it!"

"Let's go!"

Kuroiwa stepped on the accelerator and drove away from the Tsukishima Hotel.

...............

A few minutes later, Yamamoto Makihara, who had a few bruises on his face, arrived at the Tsukishima Hotel.

Looking out at this five-storey luxury hotel.....

He covered his face, his eyes full of anger.

Diao Min!

Bah!

A bunch of Diao people!

I asked for directions, but I was beaten up, if I wasn't afraid of affecting the task, I had to jump on them with a shot!

He walked into the hotel scolding.

At the counter, he did the same, using his press card to first ask for the room number where Sakaki was staying, and then rented the room next door.

Take your key card to the top floor.

Knocked on Sakaki's door....

No one responded.

He sneered, entered his room, inspected the interior and exterior environment, and found a protruding eaves outside the window.

Cautiously climbed out of the window and climbed along the eaves into Sakaki's room, intending to ambush here, just waiting for Sakaki to come back at night....

Kill him by surprise.

While Yamamoto Makihara was looking for a hiding place....

Suddenly, he saw the letter at the door.

After flipping through the letter, his eyes gradually lit up.

"Hahaha!"

"It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it!"

"Makoto, you're going to die tonight!"