Outside the Barseville Guesthouse.

No one noticed, and a black figure quietly flashed into the hallway on the second floor of the hotel. Roy hurried to the door of room 208 and activated the thermal imaging function in the helmet.

After scanning it, he pressed the headphones and whispered, "No one is here, I'm going in." ”

With that, he picked the lock and opened the door and walked in.

The furnishings of a standard inn room, which is empty. A single bed with unfolded quilts, a television with a watch of Chechen teams, a coffee table with fruit saucers, and a table.

The windows are open, and the night breeze blows the curtains wantonly, which makes people can't help but think of scenes from some ghost movies.

Roy approached the table and glanced at it, and said softly, "The network cable was pulled out by him and left on the table, but there is no computer." It looks like he took it out with him. ”

"I guess that's not surprising." Barbara said, "You can't expect a killer to throw a computer that probably contains information about his crime right here and take it away for you, right?" Now what? Wait here for him to come back? According to the information from the hotel server I hacked, he doesn't seem to have checked out yet. ”

Roy didn't answer, and took two steps toward the middle of the room, his eyes scanning the window keenly.

Then, he noticed something.

A very imperceptible, white doji-like flash flashed across the window.

Roy's pupils tightened, and he suddenly realized something, and fell abruptly to the side.

Almost at the same moment as he made this move, the gun went off. Whizzing bullets flew from the rooftops opposite, grazing the sides of Roy's head armor and passing through them, and Roy even felt the heat coming through his helmet.

Although the helmet is bulletproof, it does not mean that the bullet of the sniper rifle is completely fine, and the huge kinetic energy may still cause effects such as concussion.

After missing a shot and revealing his position, the dead shooter on the opposite roof immediately put away his sniper rifle and turned to leave.

Roy jumped to his feet with a carp and jumped out of the window without hesitation, and the moment he jumped, the zipline came out of his hand, pulling the weight of his body and flying up to the opposite roof.

The death shooter had already run away in such a short time, and jumped onto another roof opposite with a sniper rifle on his back.

Death shooter is rated by Interpol as the "best killer", of course, it can't be as simple as just missing a shot. His physicality is equally unparalleled.

Roy followed suit, jumping from the roof of this side to the opposite side, and the moment his feet landed on the opposite eaves, the Death Shooter had already leaped from the edge of the rooftop, grasping the edge of the windowsill with both hands, and leaning his feet against the base of the wall, like an ape leaping between the jungles, and the windowsill was his branch.

The Death Shooter jumped to the top of a one-story bungalow, and could be seen in the moonlight, as he sped forward. Roy fastened the zipline to the top of the rooftop, pulled the rope and jumped vertically, descending vertically above the bungalow at a faster speed than the Death Shooter had just moved.

The two of them ran and jumped above the bungalow, and the death shooter turned around from time to time, and used the two barrels of guns on the back of his hands to strafe behind him, which also caused some interference with Roy's speed. However, he was still able to keep a distance behind him and not be left behind.

If he ran in a straight line, the death shooter with a sniper rifle on his back was obviously not as fast as Roy, and the distance between the two was about ten meters at the beginning, which had been shortened by nearly half after a minute. Of course, the Death Shooter couldn't just watch Roy catch up, leap from the edge of a bungalow to a building in a nearby residential area, hang his hands on the guardrail outside the stairwell of the second-floor resident, and leap in.

Roy rushed to the edge as well, and the zipline shot out, followed by the stairwell. With the help of the zipline, he saved a small amount of time compared to the Death Shooter, and he could already see Lawton's figure with a sniper rifle bag disappearing into the staircase above.

But after Roy chased after him like a flying stride, the death shooter did not choose to continue upstairs, but turned into the residential corridor on the third floor and rushed to the end, crouched down with a sliding blade, kicked the ventilation grille of a ventilation duct in the corner, and then squatted and drilled inside, and fired at the entrance of the passage that could only accommodate one person behind as he drilled.

Bullets rained down through small vents, and Roy certainly couldn't have gotten through them with fire, but he didn't just have to watch the Death Shooter slip away. He quickly rushed to the door of the house to which the vent led, and of course there was no time to pick the lock slowly for him, and he unceremoniously kicked the door panel of the house and stepped inside.

The Death Shooter preceded him by a lot, but entered the house almost at the same time as him. He stepped out of the ventilation duct, and the moment he saw the winged knight coming in through the door, he raised his hand without thinking and a shuttle of bullets swept over. Roy hurriedly exited the room to avoid it, and a dozen bullets were shot into the wall.

Fortunately, there was no light in the house and the owner of the house did not seem to be there. When the gunfire stopped, Roy rushed back into the house, only to see that the death shooter had come out of the open window and climbed up along the lattice, approaching the fifth floor in the blink of an eye.

The moment Roy also came out of the window, he saw something black fall towards his head. Without thinking much about it, he hurriedly threw himself backwards, and a powerful impact from the window flew in and splintered with glass shards and shards.

It's a grenade.

When Roy came out of the window again, the Death Shooter jumped from the fifth-floor ledge to the roof opposite. Roy saw the moment of the moment, and threw a multi-ball patch rope with his hand speed, strapping the death shooter to tie his feet together as he jumped into the air.

The Death Shooter lost his balance in the air and fell to the opposite roof in embarrassment.

Roy hurriedly shot another zipline and flew up to the opposite roof. At this moment, the death archer drew a bright saber and cut the rope of the beast, and stood up.

He quickly raised his hand with the barrel of his gun and aimed at Roy as if he was about to shoot, but Roy swung his gun away and kicked at the half-crouched Death Shooter.

The Death Shooter raised his arm in a dull way, blocking the kick as his body shook backwards involuntarily. He rolled backwards to his feet, only to see a black dart cut through the air and lunge towards him, reflexively turning his head sideways, leaving only a shallow trail of blood on his cheek.

The Death Shooter's nervous reflexes were somewhat unexpected to Roy, but the ability to quickly catch the hidden black batrang in the dark was mostly due to his scoped right eye, which had night vision in addition to being able to aim and shoot.

However, this hand was unsuccessful, which did not mean that Roy had no back moves, and he continued to stick to the front and punch straight to the door. The most basic idea of dealing with a good shooter is, of course, to stick to his side and not give him a chance to shoot.

But the Death Shooter's hand-to-hand combat ability also seems to be outstanding, and his saber swings like snowflakes, colliding with the winged knight's black fist gloves one after another, and bursting fierce sparks in the dark night, splashing like rain.

This was a stalemate for a dozen or so rounds, until the Death Shooter suddenly shook his saber towards Roy's chin, causing him to turn around and dodge, while the Death Shooter took the opportunity to let go of the hilt of the knife and jumped back, and the muzzle of the gun on the back of his hand suddenly burst into sparks like a cannon. Roy didn't have time to defend for a moment, and several bullets were fired in succession from his chest armor, and the kinetic energy of the impact shook him back again and again, and finally fell on his heel from the edge of the roof, smashing through the roof of the bicycle directly below like a meteorite, knocking down a piece of bicycle.

Struggling to get up, he didn't have to go back to check to know that the Death Shooter must have run away.

"Roy!" Barbara asked with concern, "Are you okay?" ”

"You're asking me how I feel after I just fell from the fifth floor, okay." He replied, "But there's a consolation, I stole Lawton's phone but I just accidentally got a bullet hole, and I hope that won't stop you from extracting the information inside." ”