Genius club

Lin Xian walked to the west of the square, where the refresh point was.

It didn't take long for Lin Xian to find his target——

A woman wearing a black tights and a plaid windbreaker, with dark brown hair tied up high, and an Ultraman mask on her face.

Exactly.

When Lin Xian saw her in a bank warehouse before, she was only wearing a black tights, just like a spy.

She must have felt that this spy suit was too conspicuous, so when they met in the square, she put on a long trench coat and blended in with the crowd.

The long hair on the back of her head was tied with a red ribbon. The hair is round and bulging, and the volume of hair looks extremely enviable.

But the reality is... there's a gun hidden inside.

There were a total of two guns on him.

There is a handful in the waist, and there is still a handful hidden in the hair.

"What a dangerous woman."

Lin Xian walked forward while examining the details of his figure.

Slim, very thin, about 165cm tall.

Very strange...

There was no sense of familiarity, no impression at all.

Have you really seen this person?

This feeling is very contradictory.

He was certain that he must have heard the sound in reality.

But it is hard to imagine that if I had really seen a girl with a figure as graceful as a model, how could I not be impressed at all?

"Forget it, don't think about it so much."

Lin Xian walked straight forward.

Whether she is a human or a ghost, a demon or a monster, it will be revealed soon after taking off her mask!

"Hi."

Lin Xian walked behind him, said hello, and looked at those who turned around:

"Cryptozoologist?"

He looked Lin Xian up and down without saying anything.

After a long while, she nodded slightly: "How do I call you?"

Lin Xian smiled slightly:

"Everyone on the street calls me Big Face Cat, just call me Face Brother."

After saying that, he pointed to the van on the roadside:

"The car is over there, follow me."

Then turned around and walked back——

Snapped!

A white and tender hand firmly pressed Lin Xian's shoulder, making him unable to move.

"Your name is Big Face Cat?"

"Yes." Lin Xian did not look back.

"Everyone on the street calls you a big-faced cat?"

"That's right."

Staring at Lin Xian:

"But your face is not big at all. Why do people call you a big-faced cat?"

…

…

A hot summer wind blew by, blowing up the red ribbon on her head and blowing up a corner of her windbreaker.

Neither man spoke.

But the atmosphere became increasingly tense.

Lin Xian suddenly realized...he still thought of [acting as a big-faced cat] too simple.

This is simply not something that a mask can solve.

The reason why the big-faced cat can be fooled by the Ultraman mask is because the big-faced cat is stupid. In fact, it has nothing to do with the mask itself.

Such a smart person is at least 800 more thoughtful than a big-faced cat.

Even though she didn't know the big-faced cat's appearance, name, or voice... she could intuitively feel that Lin Xian didn't look like a desperado, let alone someone who would rob a bank.

But fortunately, we are only suspicious of him now and have not been completely exposed.

There's still time to save it.

…

Lin Xian stood up straight and turned back slowly.

Holding Lin Xian's shoulder with his right hand, he touched the handle of the gun at his waist with his left hand...

"Does it mean you have to have a big face to be called a big-faced cat?" Lin Xian stared.

"What else?" He stared at Lin Xian.

"Then what's your name?"

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"If you follow your logic, you should be called AA, not!"

Snapped!

Lin Xian directly opened his hand on his shoulder, without giving her a chance to defend herself, and walked to the van with his pocket:

"Love is coming or not! Even without you as a cryptographic expert, I, C4, can still open the way and grab it."

Lin Xian got into the driver's seat, closed the door, put it into gear, and started burning the tires with floor oil!

Buzz————

"Wait!"

Run over quickly.

Then he opened the passenger door and got in.

She crossed her arms and said nothing, obviously unconvinced.

Lin Xian spread his right hand:

"Give me the gun."

"What can I use for you?" Disdain mocked.

"You use the one in your hair."

He looked at Lin Xian with wide eyes.

finally……

She patted the pistol on Lin Xian's hand.

Then he pulled away the red ribbon that tied up his hair...

Wow.

Smooth long hair draped down his shoulders, like a scattered waterfall, and a black gun appeared in his hand.

She bit the red ribbon with her lips, double--\u003e\u003e

Hold the long hair together with your hands and tie it back with a ribbon.

Lin Xian watched all this quietly...

This is probably the purpose of tying hair with ribbons instead of rubber bands, right? It opens as soon as you pull it. No wonder the big-faced cat was instantly headshot last time.

Lin Xian picked up the gun in his hand.

Skillfully unload the magazine, check the number of bullets, push it in, load it, reverse it, and insert it into the waist. The whole process is completed in less than 1 second.

Then he looked ahead and drove alone.

On the surface, he said nothing.

I was actually relieved inside.

Fortunately, it seems that I got through it. So far, the plan is going well.

Lin Xian's biggest advantage is that he can try, start over, and fail countless times in his dreams.

This kind of repeated attempts and experiments will allow him to accumulate intelligence information that is almost overlooking the overall situation.

Haruka recalled that when he first met the big-faced Maohe, he was fooled around by them. Anyone could kill him with one shot.

But after three or four rounds of exploration... he already knew all the details of the incident.

The huge information gap is enough to take advantage of anyone.

What happened just now was indeed different from what Lin Xian had planned. He didn't expect that he would suspect that he was not a big-faced cat at first sight.

But it doesn't hurt.

After some operations, he not only got through the test, but also obtained the key props he needed most——

gun.

If he didn't have a gun, he really didn't know how he would get through the third little brother's situation.

…

Along the way, the two did not communicate at all.

Ultraman and Rheincat stared straight ahead...

I don’t know what passers-by will think when they see this weird van.

After a while, the destination arrived.

Lin Xian pulled out the pistol from his waist and signaled to get out of the car:

"Follow me and bring your computer."

After getting off the car.

Lin Xianhe walked towards the bank entrance without stopping.

A boy in black was messing around at the door. He looked up at Lin Xian with a confused look on his face:

"you--"

Bang! !

A bullet hit the center of the eyebrow! Blood exploded all over the wall!

"Good marksmanship." He praised.

She had just looked carefully, and it only took a moment for her to draw the gun and shoot without any aiming action at all.

If you just hit the target, many people can do it.

But this was a headshot, right between the eyebrows, without any unnecessary aiming movements...

It can only be described as a sharpshooter.

"But why did you kill your little brother?" asked.

Lin Xian opened the door directly and entered the bank:

"His hands and feet are not clean. We cannot keep such a person."

Go to the corner.

The masked man stood up in shock and pointed at Lin Xian: "You——"

Bang! !

Another instant headshot, unbiased!

"Why kill this one?"

"He seduced my sister-in-law, do you think I can keep him?"

Lin Xian looked at Lin Xian in shock:

"He, he cuckolded you?"

"Um...ah, we also have a common eldest brother, I'm talking about the eldest sister-in-law."

Continuing forward, a black figure ran up from the underground passage——

Bang! !

Can't help but take a step back...

A person who is running, moving so fast, and in the dark can still shoot a headshot in an instant!

She touched the pistol and followed Lin Xian:

"How did you practice your marksmanship?"

"Nothing but familiarity with your hands."

Lin Xian pointed to the dark wall in front and the silver password door in the middle:

"It's your turn, Cryptozoologist." 39288309.