An alarm bell rang, and several police cars drove towards the snack street.

You can reach the Mihua Hotel faster by going directly through the snack street.

The problem is, Zhu Fu Jingguang is still carrying a musical instrument backpack. If it were normal, he would be walking on the street like this, of course there would be no problem.

However, there was a sniper attack just a few minutes ago. Carrying a musical instrument bag may attract the attention of passing police. Once the backpack is opened and inspected, it is 100% guaranteed to be arrested on the spot.

Although he didn't have time to fire his sniper rifle today.

Without much thought, Zhu Fu Jingguang walked towards the ice cream stall naturally. Before the police car came, he put down his instrument bag, leaned against the stall, and asked calmly: "What flavors are there?"

Out of the corner of his eye, the black-haired boy also took a step forward, completely blocking his musical instrument bag. However, at the same time, he was also taking out his wallet with his left hand, which must have been an unintentional move.

The stall owner cut the ice cream that looked like ice cubes and said with a smile: "It's the more common watermelon, lychee and peach flavors, as well as normal ice cream and sorbet... It's this kind. It's hard to bite and very chewy."

tasty."

A police car passed behind them. The stall owner who was talking glanced at the group of cars and frowned in disgust, "The sound is really harsh...I'm very sorry, this group of police cars didn't go this way before."

"There must be some emergency." The black-haired boy said casually.

Hearing the other party's voice, Zhu Fu Jingguang was even more certain that the other party was definitely underage. His voice was too young, and even if he deliberately suppressed it, it could not be concealed.

While looking at the other person with his peripheral vision, he said to the stall owner: "I would like an ice cream, please. Thank you."

After taking a few more looks, he suddenly understood why he cared so much about this black-haired boy.

The other party's upper body was wearing a black sweater, with three white smiling faces on the upper left side of the sweater.

Zhu Fu Jingguang had seen this dress before.

After completing a certain mission, he lowered his head and retreated along with the flow of people. When he ran into a pair of siblings, the two children were wearing this series of black sweaters. One was smiling on the left and the other was smiling on the right.

At that time, after apologizing to each other, Zhu Fu Jingguang continued to walk forward, and the brother and sister continued to walk back.

It wasn't until the younger of the two children suddenly cried, and the other comforted the other pitifully, that he subconsciously glanced back and heard the content of their conversation, and then realized that the siblings were the target children of the mission.

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Later, when collecting information, Zhu Fu Jingguang also saw this sweater. It was said that it was an anniversary clothing released by a certain brand last year, specially designed for siblings.

Recognizing the reason why he cared about this black-haired boy, he quickly looked away and retracted all his gaze.

The stall owner put the other person's ice cream into a box and handed it to the other person.

The black-haired boy first handed over the money with his left hand, and then took the thing with his left hand.

Then, he held the box and hesitated for a few seconds, then slowly stretched out his right hand, inserted an ice cube with a toothpick and stuffed it into his mouth.

The other party held ice cubes in his mouth and suddenly said: "There are police cars outside the snack street. It seems a bit dangerous to stay here any longer."

Um?

After hesitating for a moment, Zhu Fu Jingguang looked around before confirming that the other party was talking to him.

He was silent for a moment and then whispered: "Yes, it's very dangerous outside. It's better to go home as soon as possible."

A sniper attack just occurred. The madman must not have been far away. I don't know if he will shoot again. For ordinary children, it is better to leave here as soon as possible.

The black-haired boy nodded slowly, stuffed another ice cube into his mouth, and then put down his right hand. "I accidentally played too hard just now. Will I be scolded by my parents when I go home?"

...Are you starting to complain in distress?

Before joining this organization, many children recognized Zhu Fu Jingguang as very gentle based on his appearance, so he had a good rapport with children. He had encountered children distressed and complaining about similar problems.

It's not too late now, but it's already past dinner time. The other party has been playing outside for too long and woke up too late, so he can only come to the snack street to deal with it. Is he afraid of going home and being scolded by his parents?

"As long as you explain the situation properly, the parents won't blame you too much, right?" Zhu Fu Jingguang said uncertainly based on his own speculation about the situation.

This sentence is too general, but he doesn't know the specific real situation, so he can only comfort the other party.

The consolation effect was very good. The black-haired boy nodded deeply, obviously convinced, and the other party said easily: "Then I'll leave first."

Zhu Fu Jingguang nodded.

The other party walked toward the outside of the snack street and said without looking back, "Since it is very dangerous, this gentleman should leave quickly. Maybe a police car will pass by later."

*

When retreating, Hinata did so quietly.

There was no way, his marksmanship was honed little by little. Although he couldn't hit the target at all, when hitting humanoid objects, he didn't even need to aim too accurately to ensure that he would hit the target.

In the same way, after habitually pouring attacks, anyone holding a sniper rifle and seeing a swarm of humanoid objects will not be able to retreat with just one shot.

...right?

Anyway, Hinata couldn't reasonably.

He couldn't control it. He fired a few more shots naturally and naturally, knocking down the few people in the center. He also conserved resources as usual, shooting two or three at a time.

If he hadn't been suddenly targeted by other sniper rifles, Hinata would have been obsessed with clearing out the group of humanoid objects that had just gathered... He was used to it.

Fortunately, after a few shots, a keen and well-meaning colleague noticed this situation and glanced at him as a reminder.

Hinata regained consciousness instantly, fired the last shot, and retreated with difficulty.

When I finally threw the gun into the garbage truck, I was still a little reluctant.

This gun is not scrapped yet, there are still bullets in it!

Intellectually, Hinata reasonably knew that this gun would not really be disposed of as garbage, but emotionally, he was not used to throwing an unused gun into a garbage truck.

There is an urge to snatch it back, quickly beat it until it is scrapped, and then throw it away to my satisfaction.

It was just an impulse that was quickly suppressed.

Now there is a more important question: since the mission does not state that ‘only one mission objective can be achieved’, then he should consider the mission successfully completed, right?

The system prompts that the task is successful!

The new colleague was also really kind. I knew that he was a little worried that if he didn't control himself, his impression score would be lowered by his boss, and by the way, he would slow down the speed of climbing to his boss's head. I also comforted him and asked him to report it well, so that his boss would not

What more will be said.

It seems that apart from the organization members who look cold-blooded and ruthless at first glance, there are still normal people in the organization.

Hinata made a reasonable decision to do it faster the next time she kills someone.

Don't snatch the head away from the new colleague before he takes the shot. Instead, snatch the head away from the new colleague before he clocks in to work. This will make the other person more relaxed and you will gain the joy of relieving stress.
Chapter completed!