Miss Moriarty wants to save Mihua Town today too

They were in a nine-story apartment building with no lift, and the Irish rented house was on the top floor.

In the process of going upstairs, fortunately, they didn't meet anyone, and the two passed the room on the top floor to the roof.

Winnet looked around.There are many places around here that can be used as sniper spots. The place chosen by Ireland is also a good choice if it is deliberately targeting a certain target.

There is only less than [-] yards away, and there is a municipal building between the office building as a shelter and a buffer zone. There are few people on the corresponding street, and the probability of being discovered in advance is not high.

The important thing is that the rented house in Ireland is on the top floor, no one will come up to spy for no reason, and there is almost no risk of being discovered by staying on the roof.

Ireland took out a telescope, handed it to Winnet, and began to analyze the structure of the office building.

"The meeting room is on the eleventh floor, at the nine o'clock direction. The glass has been treated with bulletproof treatment. Since yesterday, people from Aberius have been investigating nearby... To some extent, the other party also intends to use the meeting as a bait, looking forward to it. Potential enemies will do it." Ireland said, ready to open the bag and erect it.

"Although it's good here, it's not ideal enough," Winnet said decisively. "We'll go through the normal process and take a stroll around the office building. There seem to be street performances over there, and free balloons are available."

Free balloons?

Ireland was taken aback when he heard the words.

Isn't it about sniping now? Could it be that you want to look for dolls to pretend to be characters and ask for balloons like a child?

"I don't understand it," Ireland said. "I think it's a good location, and the access route can be secured."

Winnett nodded. She did not deny Ireland's judgment, but there was one factor that the other party ignored. "Ireland, if it were you, knowing that the enemy might send out snipers, what kind of preparations would you make?"

"Uh... I'm not good at this."

Ireland sighed secretly.Unlike Winnett, he has received a full range of killer training. If it's just target shooting or something, he still knows a thing or two. As for sniping, he can't be considered a professional.

"Counter-sniping," Winette gave an affirmative answer, "If the enemy and we have a target point in a triangle, it is very likely that the enemy will find our position before we fire the first bullet, and then feed us A huge mutated peanut."

If she is a defensive person, she will definitely screen suspicious sniper locations in advance.

It is impossible for Aberius to mobilize a large number of people for this. At most, he will send a few people with sniper experience to investigate and screen possible sniper spots.

If she had stepped on the spot earlier, the weather vane she had set might be found, and then she could further lock in the scope of her possible sniping.

Temporary action, or surprise, to be honest, she doesn't like such actions that are not fully prepared, but occasional actions also have their advantages, that is, it is difficult for others to predict in advance, just like some criminals on a whim, even It is impossible for the best detectives to find out their methods in a short time.

"Well, I'll listen to you. You are an expert in this area." In areas where others are good at, not interfering is the best result. This is the conclusion that Ireland has drawn in many actions.

"It's not a short time before the meeting starts, so let's start looking again, but your appearance is too conspicuous, you'd better put on a little disguise." Winnet suggested that Ireland's aspect is too obvious, and Abeleu Many people in Sri Lanka should know him.

"Well, maybe a drunk is for me?"

The two came to the rented room in Ireland. The space was small, and the kitchen was in the corner of the living room.Ireland opened the cupboard, and there was a bottle of Scotch whiskey made in England.Winnet was a little curious, after all, in the BBC film and television drama, the British secret agent always carries whiskey with him, drinking it himself or sharing it with his comrades.

There was still half a bottle of wine in the cupboard, and Ireland took them out, poured a glass of whiskey, then took out another glass, and asked Winnet, "Would you like some?"

Winnett thought about the experience of drinking in the bar last night. Although she didn't feel much at the time, she obviously felt a little excited when performing tasks later, and she slept more deeply than usual. If it was a drink with a higher alcohol concentration, maybe she Just like the woman in the TV show, drunk out of her wits—she thinks Sister Alyssa was right about her ban—they make it easier to be seduced by the devil.

She shook her head, "No, besides, now is not the time for wine tasting."

"Wine is also used in the church when the Holy Communion is held, right?" Ireland raised his mouth, and then poured the whiskey down his throat. American Monkey's ass, that's hilarious, but it makes it easier to play a drunk."

"I always drink grape juice." Miss Winnet justified.

Then, she saw Ireland dig out the mustache props, weak glue, oil paint and so on that were glued to his chin from his locker.In front of her, Ireland plastered on a beard, messed up her hair, sculpted it with a bit of hairspray, finished it off with a battered knit hat, and smeared her face with something that looked like motor oil.

A decadent alcoholic, born in a short time.

Winnet felt that Ireland was the one who did it together with Jacques. It would be a pity not to be an undercover agent or spy at this level of cross-dressing.

She glanced at the furnishings in the room, it was like a girl's room, clean and tidy, with a few romantic and sad cheap imitations hanging on the wall, as well as a stack of old magazines.She looked at Ireland again. At this time, his face was already turning red, especially since he was already pale. He looked like an overindulgent gentleman. "Do you usually like to drink too?"

"No, that would affect normal missions."

"Your appearance seems to have been hollowed out by wine and sex. May the Lord lift up his face to you and grant you peace."

Ireland was a little at a loss for an answer, which sounded a bit like cursing him. "No, it's just that I'm not young, and I'm a bit old."

Winnett nodded, and she stood up. "Let's go, we don't have enough time."

"That's right, what's the selection criteria?"

"We don't need to get too close. For this reason, I borrowed this big guy." This has something to do with the distance of the sniper. The key this time is destruction. If you are lucky, you can kill one or two.Winnet wasn't even confident in her sniping skills, not to mention that she planned to take aim from the beginning and let Ireland wait and shoot - at least to make a big hole in the dark blue glass reflecting the sky.

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ps: unblock, good job!

056 Why not send him to heaven for pleasure

The action Winnet expected began. On the street next to Bolia Avenue, she pretended to be a passing tourist, took off her hood, and observed the surrounding scenery curiously.In fact, although she tried her best to get in harmony with the surrounding environment, her real goal was to find a suitable high-altitude building before the sun's altitude changed too much.

Like the children around her age, she is keen on street magic and doll shows, and got a pink balloon in the hands of a polar bear doll.

Although there are occasional acrobatic troupe performances in London, Winnet has hardly seen them. She is somewhat interested in them. Holding a balloon, she wandered around in front of the city hall office building next to the target building, and chose a comprehensive There are restaurants and observation decks on the top floor for guests to enjoy and visit.

This is exactly what she needs. After buying ice cream in a small shop, Winnett feels the cold touch on the tip of her tongue. Taking advantage of the staff not paying attention, she directly takes the direct elevator to the top floor, and tie the balloon in a conspicuous position—Lookout on the armrest of the desk.

It may or may not be cleaned up quickly.

Winnet calculated the angle, and glued the prepared glass wafer to the guardrail with chewing gum.

In addition, she chose several locations around the target building, and used small items such as plastic bags with gaps to hang at the air vents.

When shooting in the city, one must consider the wind flowing in from the alleys between the buildings. The wind force and wind direction will have a great impact on the sniper, especially since she is planning to challenge the ultra-long-distance sniper, and any factor cannot be ignored.

At least, she needs to lock the error range within a certain range.If she shoots it herself, she will be more confident, but this time, she plans to lock the field of vision and hand it over to Ireland—a freshman sniper rookie.She had to think of every detail, like a sophisticated criminal plan.

Winnet took out a pen and paper from her small bag, and began to simulate the map of the field. During the training, Ji Luxi focused on training her. The thumbnail map can be used to mark and confirm the escape route. It is good to kill the target, but no matter whether it is successful or not, after the first strike fails, you need to evacuate quickly and look for another opportunity.

If the heart is not calm enough, various mistakes will occur during the task, which will lead to the death of oneself.

After marking the three defensive buildings in the east, west, and south, it was only four or ten minutes before the start of the meeting.

The phone vibrated, and Winnet opened the message.

--Ready.

Winnet left the corner of Bollia Avenue and replied to the Irish message, "Meeting at NH-13."

After leaving the enemy's warning range, Winnett put on the hood again and started running. The code name used was the abbreviation of direction, marker, and distance. Ireland passed by, and he was still in that bad attire, which made people want to stay away from him.

But this place has already exited the "dangerous range" of Aberius. Winnett decided that the other party could not cast a net around the area as expected for military operations, so she didn't pay much attention and walked towards Ireland.

She gestured and headed northwest.Ireland understood her intentions, and followed her silently like a potential criminal who could be seen everywhere, walking through the entire street.

When there were no pedestrians in sight, Ireland finally couldn't bear it.

"We've covered a kilometer," Ireland said.

His unbelievable voice did not move Winnet, which, in her opinion, was a mistake of the mission.If it is more strict, Ireland should not follow her, but go alone. After all, this scene is still a bit unusual-maybe there will be additional effects after being witnessed.

Maybe people from Aberius don't have that kind of ability to handle cases, but in this era when Sherlock Holmes detective novels are frantically popular, everyone is keen on the sensitive word detective, and many young people follow suit, opening a detective agency or Accepting private commissions.

"Yes, the sniper spot we need is not far ahead." Winnet said with words, "Before we arrive or I give the news, we should all be strangers."

Ireland knew that he had made a mistake, but it was obviously impossible for him to admit defeat to a little girl for a while without arrogance. "Don't you think, that's too far?"

"It's very far." She looked at everything around her, thinking that there was no additional risk, she pointed her finger at the high-end apartment in front of her. It was far away from the downtown area, and it was spacious enough to meet the living habits of Americans. "We're going to the top floor, and then aim at the building of the Aberius Conference. Based on comprehensive judgment, the obstacles between the two are the fewest, and the field of vision is wide enough, especially the big billboard in the southeast corner, which just blocks the distance from the target point. triangle."

Ireland looked at Winnet for analysis.Although he didn't quite understand the selection criteria, seeing Winnet's confident appearance, he couldn't help but believe it.

So far, he's never seen a truly mediocre person in the organization, and everyone has special skills, like his dead partner, who worked in an aircraft repair shop for six years and bid on jet aircraft. He has won the championship in the competition, and even professional pilots are not his opponents in aerial fancy.

"Okay, I admit my omission." Ireland is still a little reluctant, at least for now, he is on the same level as the girl in front of him, and they are all members with code names.If Abis had done something significant before, he would have looked at it differently, but not yet.Taking performance as a proof of ability is also one of his principles.

"I believe that after we establish a relationship of trust this time, there will be no such thing in the future." Ireland said no more, "As long as you prove your strength." He speeded up and followed Winnet into the apartment building.

To be honest, Winnet didn't care about Ireland's suspicions. She wasn't proud enough to be self-centered. In a state that violated the general perception, it was natural for people who were not close enough to believe her.

She winked at Ireland to get the key from the caretaker.

"Excuse me," Ireland walked towards the single room on the first floor, "a girl got lost, she said she lives here at her address, do you know her?"

"Oh, I think you may have a better excuse, or ask your companion to dress up more expensively," the administrator in suits and ties replied rudely, "If you don't leave immediately, I can only ask security to give you."

"I'm leaving right away, I'm sorry..."

In the middle of speaking in an exaggerated tone, Ireland hit the opponent's neck with a hand knife.

The strength is so heavy that Miss Winnet doubts whether the administrator will be able to stand up again in the future.

However, it was obvious that she was talking about her shabby status just now.

Although Ms. Winnet agrees more with the teaching that "everyone who speaks a vulgar language will attack you with a vulgar language", it is also very relaxing to see the opponent being knocked down by Ireland.

"This is too cruel. If he will be paralyzed and tortured in the future, it is better to send him to heaven to enjoy himself now." Winnet said.

"I'll think about it next time."

Ireland replied dumbfounded.

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057 If it’s a man, give him a shot

After getting the key from the administrator, they didn't continue to dawdle. Winnet pressed the elevator on the top floor and said, "Wait a minute, it's up to you to shoot, can you do it, Irish whiskey?"

Without waiting for Ireland to reply, she opened the black bag placed on the ground, fixed the parts with her injured left arm, and then assembled with the other hand.Winnet was so focused that she conjured up a flawless gun before the elevator arrived. Ireland stared, seeing that the expression on Winnet's face remained the same, and decided she wasn't joking.

It's ridiculous to shoot yourself!

Ireland knows how much he weighs. Although he has touched a sniper rifle in the shooting range, his head began to shake like a drunk when he exceeded 2000 yards. He wanted to hit a car, but he hit the tire of a moving bus superior.He estimated in his mind that there was at least [-] yards between here and the target point, and it was impossible for a bad shooter to do it. It was like a cricket game focusing its hopes on a skinny idiot.

"Do you think it's possible for me to do it? God, God, I've never shot a target longer than five hundred yards, you might as well ask Jacques, that guy's always lucky!" he almost cried out.

"Ireland, you just need to be responsible for shooting, and I'll take care of the rest." Winnet slowly raised her injured arm and showed Ireland, "I can't bear its recoil for the time being, don't worry, the matter of aiming Leave it to me."

But Winnet's guarantee did not reassure Ireland, his expression became serious, and the hit turned into an impossible future in his heart.If there are a few people holding guns, he can deal with it, just like when he was fighting guerrilla warfare with Italian gangs in Sicily. He has more or less experience in this kind of frontal confrontation, but he has never tried long-distance sniping. It's the equivalent of throwing a kid through the halls of college -- the real geniuses might succeed.

Obviously, he doesn't have this ability.

"You don't need to be nervous." Winnet held Barrett's grip with one hand, "It's just shooting. At the moment when the bullet is fired, all you need to consider is the stability of the gun grip and whether it hits or not. Don't think about those things. , perhaps, reciting the name of the Lord will calm you down?"

This is when the elevator door opened, and Ireland had to follow Winnet up the stairs to the top floor, feeling the cool breeze, and it seemed that his heart was also shaken.

"The wind is very disturbing." Ireland said softly, his voice seemed to come out of the smoke, "I have to start questioning your judgment again."

However, Winnet did not answer him, she had already started looking for the position of the gun.

Using the huge billboard as a barrier, it was necessary to lock in a good angle. After repeated attempts, Winnett determined the location, then curled up like a child, and crawled in front of the huge gun.

Ireland witnessed all this, and he was once again incredulous.

This concentration seems to be able to make people fall into deep sleep.

Winnet adjusted her breathing, frequently switched her field of vision, and looked for the markers she had made in advance, and gradually confirmed the location of the target location with an irregular triangle.

Next, are the floors.

Her expression at this moment appeared innocent, her long two pairs of eyelashes curled up, and her unconsciously opened lips let out a light and rhythmic breathing as if in sleep.

Her right hand was protecting the body of the gun, and her left finger was on the trigger. Ireland next to her almost thought she was about to shoot.

Ireland's eyes followed Winnet's gaze in the direction where the gun was aimed, and he could only see the dazzling sunlight and the converging stratus clouds. The part ahead was only captured by the naked eye. Even if he brought a telescope, he could not see it. Don't think it's possible to find the point of interest quickly - it's like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Alone with a beautiful girl under the endless blue sky.

Ireland felt a little ridiculous, and what was even more absurd was that he was about to conduct a sniper attack of more than [-] yards.

"found it."

Winnet's lips parted slightly, and after catching the marker, the inside of her triangle quickly locked on to the core target of the sniping.

"This...is really surprising."

Ireland followed up in surprise, a bit regretful that he had not prepared a high-magnification telescope. He crawled to Winnet's side, swallowed his saliva nervously, and gradually replaced Winnet's position with trepidation, fearing that small moves Causes surprises on aligned targets.

"I can't see anyone, is this really that conference room?"

Ireland couldn't help being suspicious, because from the mirror, no matter what kind of building the glass is, the glass is almost the same. Due to the long distance and the thickness of the glass, it is almost impossible to see the interior of the meeting room.

"This is the first floor above the conference room. Shooting from the northwest corner will be affected by the airflow in the ring zone near the target building, plus a wind speed of level 4. Now our position is slightly lower, and we need to increase the elevation angle. Further detailed calculations require Using a computer, my estimate is about 3 to 5 yards off."

Winnet explained.

Although the error has been controlled as much as possible, in fact there will probably be a gap of several meters. This is the problem of ultra-long-range sniping. The bullet slows down during flight. After a certain distance, it will be affected by gravity and wind speed. So serious that aiming and shooting are basically two places.