After 100,000 simulated crimes, I became an ace detective.

Three o'clock in the morning.

This is the point when most people fall into deep sleep.

Even the bustling New York City has fallen into a rare tranquility.

A heavy-duty off-road vehicle drove slowly in the suburbs of Queens and finally turned off the engine and lights in a remote park parking lot.

The location of this park is very remote, and there are not many homeless people staying here. Only families who like camping and walking come here.

Turn on the interior lights.

Su Ming picked up the small mirror from before, removed all the disguises on his face, and restored his original appearance again, that cold and ferocious look, with a sense of abstinence that would never be aroused by anything.

He also took off the clothes he wore to better enter the Devil's Bar and changed into a tight-fitting combat uniform that was easier to move around.

Since the body armor was heavy and would affect his movement and mobility, Su Ming did not choose to wear the body armor to give himself a sense of security.

In other words... he doesn't need the security of a body armor, and he trusts the pistol in his hand more.

Followed by.

Su Ming opened the car door, stepped out, and opened the trunk.

He took out an automatic rifle from inside and installed a silencer and scope. He also brought several spare fragmentation grenades and shock bombs.

Finally, pick up the time bomb in the innermost trunk, as well as the infrared thermal imaging camera necessary at night, and some special items dedicated to this operation.

Following the route that had been memorized in his mind before, he walked slowly towards the area of ​​Tom's cannabis cultivation factory.

At this time, if there are experienced special personnel observing, they will be extremely surprised to find... Every step Su Ming takes seems to be in the blind spot of the surveillance.

It is undoubtedly impossible to determine Su Ming's location through surveillance.

Although there is still a certain distance from Tom's cannabis cultivation site, Su Ming has completely entered the state from the moment he got off the car.

A truly chosen criminal will never let his whereabouts be discovered by his prey in advance.

......

After walking for twenty minutes.

Su Mingji arrived at the area of ​​Tom's cannabis cultivation farm.

Although the sky was dark, with the only moonlight, Su Ming was able to vaguely see the various flourishing marijuana and poppies inside the fence.

At the back of the farm is a two-story building similar to a factory.

It is clear.

This is where the secondary processing of marijuana and opium poppies takes place, and is where professional killers consider the best distance for assassination.

Because the terrain of the planting site is very flat, even a bit like... similar to a sunken basin.

If you want to accurately hit from the planting field to the professional killer who may be lurking in the factory, the difficulty is definitely much higher than expected.

Su Ming lowered his body, hiding himself behind the grass, and took a thermal imager to carefully check the general situation of the entire planting field.

Scan it carefully.

Make sure there are no crouching queens among the lush marijuana and poppy grass.

Su Ming took out several night lights that could be remotely controlled from his portable combat bag, and placed them in a few relatively hidden locations that could be vaguely discovered as long as he squatted above the factory.

At the same time, a small time bomb was placed nearby that detonated half an hour later.

After exploring the area with your own eyes, prepare the necessary things.

Su Ming looked at the two-story factory in the distance, breathed out a soft breath, and then began to sneak along the periphery of the cannabis plantation.

The black combat uniform allows it to be well hidden in the night, especially... when there are many trees and grass around it as cover.

Although Su Ming was very confident in his marksmanship and skills, when the enemy was in the dark, he should be cautious and minimize the risk.

Therefore, his current goal is not to enter from the front, but the towering wall behind.

......

now.

On the rooftop of a cannabis factory.

A sniper chewing gum is constantly observing the front area of ​​the plantation with the help of a scope.

He had been doing this for two hours without showing any signs of impatience.

As a professional killer, he once had an outstanding deed of lying in wait in a high-rise building for 20 hours and finally killing the target.

Although many years have passed, this is still a record he often brags and boasts about when drinking with his friends.

He spit out the chewing gum that had been chewed until it was hard and had no flavor. He picked up the walkie-talkie next to him and spoke slowly.

"Ghost sword, tuna."

"How is the situation over there? Have you discovered anything?"

next second.

Two short replies came out one after the other.

"No, boss."

"No, Jaws."

The words fell.

The entire atmosphere became quiet again, as if he was a little impatient, and one of the people who had just answered said suspiciously.

"Boss."

"Will the employer give us false news?"

"Judging from the looks of it, the target person shouldn't be coming to the marijuana plantation so late."

"And how do they determine that...the target will definitely come in from the front? Isn't this a trap for us?"

Hearing these doubtful words.

The experienced killer known as the Great White Shark curled his lips with some disdain and said slowly.

"Ghost Blade, what are you in a hurry for?"

"This is only your first mission, and you are so anxious. If you encounter more troublesome missions in the future, will you still be able to get the dollars from your employer?"

"I think back then, in order to complete the task, I squatted for twenty hours without eating or drinking, and finally blew the target's head off."

"Just wait quietly."

"The person who issued the mission this time has a very high status in our assassin dark network, or... he is our colleague."

"The reason why we were asked to take action, I suspect... was to deal with someone within them. They didn't want to be left talking by other members, so they hired us specifically to spend a large amount of dollars."

"The task is not difficult, and the other party is very honest."

"Our counterparts from other states haven't arrived yet, so we must get this reward that is enough to last until retirement."

"Just observe carefully. I've seen the wall behind the factory before. It's several meters high. Normal people can't climb up at all."

"Besides, how does that target know that there is a professional killer like us waiting here to kill him?"

"Keep squatting and pay attention to whether there are any strange lights or grass."

......

West o'clock in the morning.

Su Ming, who had been hiding his whereabouts and avoiding all surrounding surveillance, now arrived at the back wall of the cannabis factory.

After looking at the wall, which was estimated to be at least five meters high, Su Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, took out a folding hook from the portable combat bag behind his back, and murmured softly.

"From now on...I am the hunter, and you will become my prey..."