Conan: Eternal Darkness

Wandering alone makes Gin and wine more comfortable, and it also gives a little more leisure to enjoy these works. Ignoring the bad memories before, the works in the September Mansion can be called beautiful.

Jinjiu walked out of a house again, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he glanced at the wall of the mansion inadvertently. He looked around and saw no one, and walked over slowly, "Your alertness is really outrageous." Turning over the fence, he greeted Gin with a light smile, "Gin."

"Chivas," Gin called out the visitor's code name, "why are you here?" On such an inconspicuous island, there are actually three high-ranking members of the organization. Gibson's war five scum is not counted, Bourbon and It doesn’t matter if Belmod is just here to play, and it doesn’t matter if Kiel is a bright-faced job. Before that, Belmod’s task was temporarily thrown to her by Gin.

"This island can't be underestimated." Chivas was carrying a black cloth bag that looked like a guitar, but the two of them knew that the sniper rifle was inside, and the gin gave him a nonsense look , How could it be simple for a small island where three high-level personnel can appear with a secret mission at the same time.

"So, do you have something to do with me?" Gin wasn't stupid, Chivas wouldn't come to him when he had nothing to do, their friendship wasn't that good, and Chivas wasn't that boring.

"The one who asked you, me and EighthPawnshop to clear an organization," Chivas explained the purpose very generously, Gin will know sooner or later, after all, he still needs to complete the task, "and be sure to kill the leader of the other party."

"EighthPawnshop is in charge of searching for information, and the two of us will cover him," Chivas pointed to his sniper rifle, and his smile became a bit more depraved and bloodthirsty. "Also, you have to be responsible for killing that boss."

"The mission information is outside, we all need to disguise it." Chivas meant that, after all, they had to stay on the island for a short time, and it would be very troublesome to expose the real face. Handing a small box to the gin, "As long as you don't reveal your identity."

The pine green pupils flickered slightly, and Chivas and Chivas easily crossed the wall and left the September Mansion, followed by an ordinary little villa, "Come here?" EighthPawnshop was already waiting there, his red hair It has been replaced by a black wig. Gin walked into a room with a small box. After a few minutes, the person came out with black hair and black eyes. He fastened the cuffs of his wrists and carried a black bag on his back. The three were like one. The men in black who had withdrawn glanced at each other, Chivas was the first to speak: "We will gather here after the base is blasted."

The implication is to complete their tasks by themselves, but they are all experienced people, even if they form a group, they do not need to partner with each other, as long as they know the content of the task and what each should do, throw a key to Gin, Chivas After leaving with EighthPawnshop, Gin glanced at the motorcycles parked in the yard. There is no such thing as a car on this small island. Although he rarely rides this thing, it does not mean that he does not.

Step on the accelerator, and the black motorcycle is like a tiger out of its cage. When your speed reaches a certain level, even if the breeze blows on your face, you will feel pain on your face. It is galloping on the remote road, and the three-dimensional map of the base and the island is outlined in your mind. , he needs a suitable sniper location.

Park the motorcycle in the parking space, and the figure disappears into the woods. By the way, 3/4 of this island is full of trees, only a small part of it is inhabited by people, and the lush trees provide excellent things for some invisible things. safe haven.

Gin looked at the base hidden in the dense jungle, jumped up the trunk, leaned against the sturdy main pole, and stepped on another thicker branch. The scope was aimed at the base, and the body and the sniper rifle formed a digital A triangle, the breath disappears little by little, the whole person is completely integrated into the surrounding environment, you can't feel the murderous aura, and you can't hear the sound of breathing.

He didn't wait too long, there was chaos in the base, Chivas created the chaos, and EighthPawnshop probably managed to get in too, Gin indifferently watched a figure fall, it was Chivas' hand, "Seven seconds." EighthPawnshop It sounded in the wireless earphones, Gin moved the muzzle and pointed to the third glass from the left on the second floor of the A3 area. It was said before that EighthPawnshop would lead the opponent's head to that place. There are not many places there, people close by are guarding, and there must be extremely high sniping methods in the distance, which is an impossible thing in the eyes of 99% of people, and the special environment causes Gin can't have a little error. After all, bullets have to fly through the gap between the two buildings, with an accuracy of millimeters.

Long-distance sniping at 750 yards, with an error margin of less than 1 mm, is still a movable target, and there is only one chance. This requires superb sniping ability, accurate movement prediction, and good psychological quality. Gin is just right. All are available.

His eyes were locked on the glass, and he saw the faintly exposed human head, and his fingers slowly pressed the button, but it was probably because someone saw the gin not pleasing to the eye, and the phone vibrated silently in his pocket the moment the gin pressed the button, For others, this sniper mission is probably going to fail. After all, everyone knows that this kind of high-precision sniping requires 100% concentration and cannot be disturbed.

But gin is different. He can never concentrate on one thing 100%. No matter what the situation is, part of his attention is always scattered in the surrounding environment. The normal state of wine life is like splitting a person in half, one half is dedicated to taking charge of a certain thing, and the other half observes the movement around, without interfering or affecting each other.

Therefore, Gin's attention is not affected by the surrounding environment at all. He knows that someone is calling him, but this does not prevent him from sniping. The bullet pierces the void like lightning, and passes through the gap between the two floors. Broken the glass, smashed the man's head, and finished the job perfectly.

"Amazing." The unanimous voice of admiration sounded in the earphones, but Jin Jiu ignored it, took out his mobile phone and glanced at the phone number, Kurosawa Silver, that scumbag.

"Hey, where did you go to Gin?" Kurosawa Yin's depressed voice came through the phone, "So slow to answer the phone, why are you still angry?"

Chivas and EighthPawnshop: "!!!"

"Is something wrong?" Gin saw the chaotic base, and while harvesting the heads with a sniper rifle in one hand, he casually asked back. Anyway, he is a long-range attack here, and the firepower can't be concentrated on him. Now it should be the situation of EighthPawnshop. .

"It's lunch time." Kurosawa Gin's unhappy voice clearly entered Gin's ears, "I can't find you."

He won't be able to go back for a while, Jin Jiu looked at the person who was slowly approaching him, and the corners of his mouth raised a cold arc, and he simply said "don't worry about me." After finishing the call, he put away the sniper rifle and jumped. Go down the tree, pull out the pistol from the back waist, and install the silencer. Neither they nor the other party are willing to attract the attention of the police. You must know that there are several vicious murder cases on the island now. The policeman's brow, isn't that asking for trouble?

Killing a few trash fish is not even a warm-up exercise for Jinjiu. As for the rest, it is none of his business. Just as he was about to leave, he heard Chivas' voice in the earphones, "See you at the gate of the base, then An adult has a new request."

What a hassle, Gin put the pistol back in place and ran to the gate of the base with the sniper rifle on his back. He was the furthest away, but Gin was the fastest, so by the time he reached his destination, EighthPawnshop and Chivas also just arrived. , Jin Jiu could clearly see the broken expressions on their faces, did something happen that he didn't know?

"The lord asked us to deal with the follow-up work, because there are no members of the organization on the island." Chivas said in a vicissitudes of life. After the personnel perform their tasks, members of the organization hidden among ordinary people will clean up the corpses and clean the battlefield, but now, should the three of them bury hundreds of corpses? ! ! Are you kidding me? !

Chivas gave Gin and EighthPawnshop a glance at the email, indicating that this was really the order of the adult, not made up by him. The three elite members of the organization looked at each other and began to work silently.

As we all know, the most tiring thing to bury a corpse is to dig a pit, and three people dig a pit for hundreds of people... Fortunately, these three people are not ordinary three people, otherwise they would definitely die there.

Chivas got three shovels out of nowhere, and threw one to Gin and EighthPawnshop. After a long sigh, he buried himself in hard work, "It's my first time doing this job." EighthPawnshop couldn't help complaining.

"It's not the first time who said it." Chivas said angrily. They were only responsible for the task each time, and they didn't care about the follow-up work.

"It's better to work quickly if you have the strength to speak." Jin Jiu also said angrily, "There are at least two hundred people in this base." Note that Jin Jiu said at least, not at most.

After N hours, the three top killers slumped on the ground and panted, "This TM is really not a job done by humans." EighthPawnshop waved his hands and fanned the wind, his eyes full of collapse, and he looked like he had no love for life. .

"I just skipped lunch, even dinner." Chivas looked at the sky with a wry smile on his lips, and he didn't even bother to move a finger now.

Gin leaned against the tree with his legs half-bent, and was too lazy to open his mouth to speak. He ate breakfast all day today, and has been working hard until now. He is not a machine!