Chapter 819: Professional Killer
Hokkaido.
Inside a remote wooden house.
"Ahh A woman's scream.
"Ding!" A yellow bullet was caught in the tweezers and dropped in the tray.
Yoko Miyamoto spit out the wooden stick that was almost bitten off, and said with a pale lip: "Kenichi, is there something wrong within the organization, and why is there an ICPO (Interpol English abbreviation) at the scene?" β
Kenichi Nishimura shook his head while sewing his lover's wound and said, "It's unlikely, Mr. Tanaka's organization is well-known throughout Asia, and there is little chance of internal problems, so I'll ask him in person another day." β
"Ahh
She turned her head to stare at her boyfriend weakly: "Kenichi, let me tell you something?" β
"Say it." Kenichi Nishimura injected his lover with an anti-inflammatory injection in his buttocks.
Yoko Miyamoto said: "Let's leave the organization and go away together to enjoy the world of two." β
Nishimura Kenichi shook his head, "Yoko, don't be naΓ―ve, there is no tomorrow when you are a killer." After doing this line of work, you can only go one way to the dark. β
Yoko Miyamoto was indifferent.
Kenichi Nishimura kissed his girlfriend's pale lips, "Okay, you have a good rest first, don't think so much, the task has finally been successfully completed, and I will get back a lot of the reward from Mr. Tanaka for you." β
"Hmm." Yoko Miyamoto answered, relaxed, and fell into a deep sleep......
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Hong Kong Island.
Waterfront Resort.
in the room.
A woman in a black close-fitting sweatshirt is playing a game of ring rings boringly, with a wide white trench coat on a hanger.
The woman was in her mid-thirties, with long black hair tied into a dry ponytail, blue jeans underneath, and a colorful plastic ring that she put on the horns on the ground.
One set is accurate, and there is not a single miss.
She is the female killer in the white trench coat who assassinated Long Wei in the VIP room of the hotel last time, and then successfully escaped in the hands of Liu Jianming-Ruan Ling.
Ruan Ling put on the plastic ring for a while, and suddenly frowned, because the sound of falling leaves being trampled faintly came from outside the empty door.
"Somebody came to me."
She immediately drew her pistol and quickly dodged into the blind spot behind the door, waiting for the uninvited guest to arrive.
The footsteps are getting closer, from faint to clearly recognizable.
"Cluck!" The hidden door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man in a Versace suit entered.
"It turned out to be my superior, Ruan Shun, who would not dare to walk into my room so swaggeringly." Ruan Ling thought to herself.
Ruan Shun's eyes swept around, and he didn't see the figure of the subordinate Ruan Ling, just a little strange.
Caught off guard, Ruan Ling held a pistol in her hand and pressed against the back of his head from behind.
Ruan Shun smiled slightly, not caring at all that the back of his head was pointed at by the cold muzzle, "Ah Ling, I didn't expect that you still don't trust me after such a long time." β
Ruan Ling also smiled, but the muzzle of the gun did not leave the back of his head, "In our business, we have to be cautious." β
Ruan Shungang wanted to turn around.
Ruan Ling suddenly shouted: "Don't move! Don't force me to shoot! β
Although Ruan Shun was very surprised in his heart, he didn't dare to be too big, after all, the character of a professional killer is very perverse, and if he is not careful, he will end up dead without a place to be buried.
He secretly said in his heart: "Ah Ling, what's wrong with this, although she also pointed a gun at me in the past, but it was all a joke, it can't be taken seriously, now look at her tone, this time it should be true, if you can't say it, you will really shoot." β
Ruan Shun said: "Ah Ling, do you have any questions you want to ask me?" β
"That's right!" Ruan Ling said in a cold tone: "I only ask you one question, you have to answer me honestly, otherwise don't blame me for not remembering the old feelings." β
"Okay, you ask." Ruan Shun nodded sincerely.
Ruan Ling said: "Have you betrayed me?" β
"I betrayed you?" Ruan Shun felt inexplicable, "Ah Ling, let's speak with our conscience, if I betray you, I dare to come to you so swaggeringly?" β
Ruan Ling thought about it, with Ruan Shun's experience, there was no reason to betray herself, and then she came to her house so defenselessly to send her to death.
She asked, "Okay, then let me ask you, when I killed Long Wei, why did an entire group of plainclothes from the Hong Kong Island Serious Crime Unit ambush me?!" There is also a very terrifying master among them, if I hadn't made sufficient preparations before, I'm afraid I would have planted it this time. β
Ruan Shun was also surprised, and quickly turned around, "What you said is true?!" β
"Of course!" Ruan Ling stared at her superior's eyes, carefully paying attention to the expression on her face, but she didn't see a trace of his falsification.
"It seems that it really wasn't Ruan Shun who betrayed me." She secretly said in her heart, and the muzzle of the gun immediately left Ruan Shun's head.
Ruan Shun frowned and pondered for a while, then said to himself: "No, what went wrong?" The list of killing Longwei was handed over to me directly by Mr. Tanaka, so there is no reason for it to be known in advance by Hong Kong Island Oji? Could it be that something is wrong within the organization? β
Ruan Ling asked: "Ah Shun, can't it really be that the above wants to kill me?" β
Ruan Shun waved his hand, "Don't think nonsense, I haven't received such a decision, if the superiors really want to deal with you, they will definitely notify me in advance." You are my subordinate, they can't bypass me and directly sanction you, and besides, you haven't committed any organizational bans. β
He patted his subordinate on the shoulder, "That's it, Ah Ling, I'll go to Mr. Tanaka for you to inquire, no matter what the result is, I'll give you a clear answer." After all, we are compatriots, we are all Vietnamese, and I will definitely try my best to take care of you in terms of principles. β
"Thank you." Ruan Ling also dispelled her doubts in her heart, and made an inviting gesture to the sofa, "Just sit down." β
Ruan Shun sat down on the sofa and handed a carefully wrapped cardboard box to the hands of the subordinates, "I almost forgot, I forgot all your things just by talking, this is a Christmas gift from Paris, France." β
Ruan Ling put the gift box on the coffee table, crossed Erlang's legs, and asked, "Where is my money?" β
Money is what she cares about most, what is the killer willing to sacrifice his life to complete the task? It's not for these things outside of the body.
People die for money, birds die for food, which is a true portrayal of the killer industry.
Ruan Shun took out a thick envelope from his arms and threw it to his subordinates, "The banknotes are all old banknotes, and there are no serial numbers, you can spend them as you like." β
Ruan Ling tore open the envelope, and after checking it, she nodded very satisfied, and looked at her superiors, but saw that the other party took out a square metal wine bottle, and trembled and carefully wiped it with a white handkerchief.