Host No. 7749’s Law of Mission Failure

Lu Jian resisted the urge to slap him twice, [Is the male lead so stupid? ]

[Is it cute?] Mr. Ning Qi praised the system.

Lu Jian was quite strong, so he carried him on his shoulders and went to the nearest hotel.

She used her ID to check in a room, then threw Xie Chen on the bed, left the door card, and walked out.

She had just taken two steps out and the door was not closed yet. She thought carefully, turned back, and looked at Xie Chen who was sleeping like a dead pig. She took out a monitoring locator from her pocket.

Such a small piece can be directly attached to a location.

I was afraid that he would change into new clothes, and I washed it off his body, and I could shake it out by stuffing it in his hair, so it was not a problem.

Finally, Lu Jian attached the monitoring locator to his earring.

It's such a small piece that you can't see it at all without careful observation.

After finishing, she took out the tablet from her bag and paired it with the monitor to make sure she could monitor the situation on the male protagonist's side.

The mission might not be successful, but she couldn't just watch her beautiful husband being deceived by a gay.

What if that's the case, and he was kidnapped again while going out to play?

No wonder he ran away secretly. He is nineteen years old now. How can he still be like a child at nineteen?

Lu Jian thought about his age in this world and fell silent.

She is 22, apparently.

That was indeed a child.

She sighed, covered his head with the blanket with a worried look on her face, watched the pairing succeed, put the tablet in her bag, and put a headset on her ear.

The sniper rifle box was too large to be carried, so she left it on the rooftop.

The door to the rooftop had been blocked by her, and that was an office building, so no one would go up to the rooftop at twelve o'clock.

She flashed back to the rooftop, cocked her gun, and slung it on her back.

The plan proceeds as usual.

But now the assassination is going to Garofel's house.

She took out the navigation on her tablet, looked at the dozen kilometers, and prepared to run there on foot.

**

This area is full of villas, which are not too far apart from each other, so there is basically no place to shoot.

So Lu Jian found a place a little further away, quickly assembled his equipment, changed to a clearer telescope, and waited for an opportunity.

She used the radar to circle the area to be scanned to see how many bodyguards were around.

There were eight guarding the door of the villa, four behind the door, and a row of red dots inside, who should be servants.

Maybe there are bodyguards guarding the villa.

He also knew that he had offended many people.

It is basically impossible to sneak in, and knocking down all the people would be too drastic and might even alert the enemy. The distance is so close that even if you can tear a small gap, you cannot guarantee that you will land accurately in the opponent's room.

While Lu Jian was thinking, he found two overlapping figures appearing behind the drawn curtains.

The lights were on in the room, and the woman's figure was slender, as if she was pressed against the glass through the curtains.

The man's figure was looming, which gave her a great opportunity.

The corners of her lips couldn't help curling up, her eyes fixed on the scope, aiming, and before pulling the trigger, she was still muttering, "It's not my fault. I played around and died early."

Besides, she remembered that Garofel's wife was in Germany now, right?

Are you currently playing openly with your mistress?

The silencer suppressed the sound of the gunshot to the maximum extent. The speed of the bullet was so fast that it left an afterimage, shattering the glass and curtains. Because the opponent's movement was slightly off, the bullet hit the left side of the opponent's forehead.

It seemed as if some liquid had spurted out, leaving dark blood stains on the curtains.

She quickly put away her gun and switched to a telescope for observation.

She wanted to make sure the target of the mission was dead.