A white pickup truck drives through a sharp turn in a mountain bend.

"Bang."

Noriko Amamiya, who lost consciousness, had a pain in her head, and when she opened her eyes, it was still pitch black, and her eyes were covered with a layer of cloth.

The mouth was also tape-sealed.

His hands were wrapped in tape behind his back, and his legs were also taped around his ankles.

"Well, I was kidnapped."

Noriko Amamiya is still a little numb, she prepared such a big bag of equipment for survival in the wild, but she was tied up like this.

The place was shaking, obviously in the car, and it wasn't a closed feeling in the car, it could only be in the back of the pickup.

She often turns and rolls around, and it seems that she is still in the suburbs where there are many curves.

"Fortunately, my physique is 16, but my physique is too difficult."

If you don't drive too far, it means that your physique is okay, and you wake up quickly.

Noriko Amamiya found that her body was not tied, only her ankles and wrists were tied, which was a bit of a dish.

Her body was extremely flexible, her knees curled up, and her hands behind her back moved from the soles of her feet to the front of her.

Then bite the tape around your wrist with your teeth.

So many colds and fevers are not in vain, and the little dog tears several layers of adhesive tape as soon as he cuts his teeth.

After resuming the movement of his hands, he untied the blindfolded cloth belt as soon as possible, and the vision in front of him suddenly opened up, and it was indeed in the body of the pickup truck.

At this time, he was driving at high speed, and he didn't pay attention to the continuous corners at all, and his driving skills were not inferior.

Untying the bandages on her feet again, Noriko Amamiya regained complete freedom.

From the rear window, you can see the man sitting in the passenger seat and the woman driving.

"I'm all electrocuted, and I'll let you taste it too."

Noriko Amamiya turned her head to look around, and she still had an impression of this mountain, and at this speed, it was still about half an hour's drive back to the city.

"Hello? The target has been caught, and there was a little accident, but it's not a big problem, where to send it? OK。 ”

Noriko Amamiya suddenly heard the man's voice on the phone, and hung up the phone after a very concise conversation.

can only hear that the other party was hired or ordered to arrest her, and only inform the place of delivery after being caught, you can rule out the order, it should be hired, and the person behind you is not in a complete trust relationship.

In order to avoid being seen in the rearview mirror, Noriko Amamiya can only tilt her head and lean on, how to solve it?

The woman driving the car said loudly: "Where do you say to send it over there?" ”

"The result is still the second location, well, I have already done an investigation, and the situation over there is clear."

The woman chuckled and said, "Hehehe, are you still afraid that they will attack us?" ”

The man said coldly, "Of course, we are the evidence of his crimes. ”

Then the two of them were silent.

When Noriko Amamiya heard this, she thought to herself that if you are the evidence of the crime, then there would be no need to bother.

But how to do it is a problem, there are also four seats in the pickup car, two seats in the front driver's seat, two seats in the back, and then the body where she is.

How do you get rid of the two guys in front of you while the car is driving?

Noriko Amamiya climbed onto the roof of the car, leaning down and clutching the sides of the roof tightly with both hands to avoid being thrown off when turning, and being careful to make a sound.

Noriko Amamiya's cap was blown away by the wind at once, and her hair fluttered in the wind, which made her feel extremely bad.

"That's what Spider-Man should do."

The man sitting in the passenger seat lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, put his arm holding the cigarette butt between his fingers on the car window, and exhaled into the open window.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, he noticed that the shadow of the car was abnormal, and he saw a white hand quickly poking in through the window of the car, strangling his throat and unable to breathe.

He could clearly feel the dead insertion between his fingers, almost similar to when he was hit in the Adam's apple when he was on the mountain.

"Ahem-"

opened his mouth wide, but he could only make a hoarse astringent sound and dry cough.

He stared at the hand with wide eyes, and at the same time grabbed it with both large hands, trying to pull it away, but the strength of the finger was outrageous, as if it were about to scratch his Adam's apple outward.

The feeling of suffocation continued to eat away at his brain.

"Stop it!!"

The woman who was driving next to her hurriedly shouted, reaching out to help, but she didn't know that one hand was holding the steering wheel and was restrained by a seat belt.

When she stepped on the clutch brake, the pickup truck made an emergency stop and rushed for a while because of inertia, she unfastened her seat belt, and saw that the man had stopped moving, her hands were hanging down, and Noriko Amamiya leaned down from above and pointed a gun at her in the window over there.

Looking at the pitch-black muzzle, the woman laughed and said, "Little friend, the hammer is not wrenched, can you fire bullets?" ”

Noriko Amamiya tilted her head suspiciously, "Sister, I haven't said that your guns are too old, but although the P220 is a gun from the 70s, it is also single-action and double-action, so the first bullet doesn't have to overwhelm the hammer." ”

"It's just that this trigger pull is 4.5kg, and the trigger stroke is 13mm, if I press the hammer down, the trigger pull is 1.7kg, and the trigger stroke is 4mm, but for me, is there any difference between the two? And at such a close distance. ”

The woman's face gradually turned blue, her face stiffened, and she was speechless.

The car had stopped, and Noriko Amamiya got off the roof, but the gun was still pointed at her: "Take out the electric shocker, this time it won't work." ”

The woman reached out and took out the electric stunner from the inner pocket of her jacket, and Noriko Amamiya took it with her other hand.

Seeing her left leg moving slightly, Noriko Amamiya warned in a loud voice: "It is recommended that you do not loosen the clutch, this kind of old pickup truck with manual transmission starts in fifth gear, and it will basically turn off." ”

The woman was silent: "Hmm..."

Seeing this, Noriko Amamiya reached in through the car window and pulled the car door from the inside, ready to drop the man out of the car first.

But the pickup truck suddenly roared, pinning her arm, and Noriko Amamiya shot directly, hitting the other side door with a "bang", and the woman who unfastened the seat belt lowered the seat back with her other hand to avoid her first bullet.

Noriko Amamiya's hand holding the gun was also knocked open by the advancing pickup, and the open door almost knocked her down.

"This!"

She couldn't help but swear when she looked at the car that had finished the fifth gear, why couldn't she do this when she took the driver's license test in her last life!

But now it's really troublesome to let the other party run, and Noriko Amamiya raises her hand to aim at the tires.

The double-action pistol was already in a state of readiness after the first shot of the hammer, so the trigger pull and stroke of her next shot were normal, and the accuracy would be higher.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ”

Three shots in a row hit the body or grazed under the car, and the speed of the pickup truck has been raised to at least 40km, because it is .45 bullets, so there are only 7 rounds, and Noriko Amamiya feels that it is too difficult for a novice who has not actually practiced shooting to hit the tires.

So she stared at the driver's seat.