[Comprehensive] I am dying with the target person every day

【Anti-theft Chapter】

Tsurumi Hana was gently placed on the quilt, and when Dazai's downcast eyes fell on her, Hana, who felt uncomfortable, subconsciously wrapped her coat tightly: "What, what's wrong?"

"Do you want me to change your clothes for you? Huayi's foot is injured, isn't it inconvenient?" Dazai said casually, and turned to look at the wardrobe on the side, as if he was about to walk over, "Is the clothes in there?"

"No, no need!" Hua Yi hurriedly grabbed his hand, blushing and hurriedly said, "It's very convenient for me! You go out!"

"Yes, yes," he bent his lips, and out of the corner of his eyes, he caught sight of her bruised and bruised knees, "I'll go out and help you get the medicine box, so be careful yourself, don't fall down again. "

"No way... How could it be possible to fall three times a day." Tsurumi Huayi originally wanted to give him a look, but felt that her cheeks were flushed, and she didn't have the momentum to make this movement. Instead, she looked like she was being coquettish, so she simply turned her face away and whispered say.

It wasn't until Dazai Osamu walked out of the room that the inexplicably embarrassed girl seemed to have breathed out, covered her hot and flushed face, took a deep breath, finally calmed down, and took off Dazai's coat— ——The originally clean coat was soaked by the water on her clothes. She pursed her lips and decided to throw him into the washing machine for him later.

After taking off the wet clothes on her body and changing into clean clothes, Hua Yi heard a light knock on the door, and a youthful voice came from outside the door: "Have you changed? Hua Yi."

"Well, okay." She opened the door in response, took the medicine box from Dazai's hand, and when she was about to return to the room, she suddenly felt a warm touch on the top of her head——

Why?Tsurumi Huayi turned her head, and saw Qingjun's young man standing behind her, with one hand resting on top of her head and gently rubbing her head.A lazy and gentle voice came from the young man's ear: "Go to bed early, Huayi."

When the light in the living room shone into the corridor, it was already a bit gloomy. In the light and shadow, the young man's figure was tall and straight, with a delicate appearance. Bandages were tied on the neck to the wrists slightly protruding from the cuffs. Looking into his golden-brown eyes, I just feel that they are like the ocean.

Bottomless but calm.

Even if you are addicted to it, you can't get a glimpse of his essence.

"Hmm..." After being taken aback for a moment, she said, "Good night."

About a week later, Kai Tsurumi, who had almost healed her leg injury, went to the Tsurumigawa Bridge in Shitamachi, the market, because she received a call three days ago—in a strict sense, she spent her days idle and lazy. Tsurumi Hana is not really a vagrant. Although she didn't take the initiative, she is still a killer who has accepted the task. She still has a deposit, so she hasn't brought good news to her employer for more than a week. Finally, of course she was urged.

The target of the assassination was Osamu Dazai. Her current landlord, Hana Tsurumi had a good impression of Dazai, so she was not very active in the assassination...but the employer said that if she didn't do anything, she would pay liquidated damages. She cautiously inquired about the amount of liquidated damages and then decided——Osamu Dazai, please die!

Illusion is useless, physical skills, although she can tell that Osamu Dazai's physical skills are only at an average level, but both of them are not the same, so she better not join in the fun.

After thinking about it, Tsurumi Hana thought that she should try her best to express a positive assassination attitude, so she put forward two requests to her employer, one is to investigate Dazai Osamu's itinerary information in recent days, and the other is that she needs an American Steyr Universal sniper rifle.

...Can't fight in close quarters, and can't do illusions. The last resort is to snipe from a distance.

Although it's not that she has never touched a sniper rifle, Tsurumi Hana really can't remember the last time she used a sniper rifle. Could it be when her master taught her?

After all, since her illusion has become more and more proficient, Tsurumi Hana has not used firearms and melee combat very much.

Most of the illusion has recovered, or in other words, except for that trick, the rest can basically be used.

Using illusion to change the clothes and appearance, Tsurumi Hana got the sniper rifle from the person arranged by her employer, and the other party dismantled the gun and put it in the violin case according to her instructions.

"Are you Moses?" Holding a violin case in his hand, the man in a black suit with a serious face hesitated for a moment after seeing the girl walking towards Youzai.

Moses?Moses divided the sea?

Can you stop talking about the title of Secondary School?Tsurumi Hana suddenly thought of Peng Gelie's cadres who insisted on being called "Guardians" and his elder brother's subordinates who insisted on being called "Liu Diaohua". It's almost out of place with this world.

She nodded vaguely and said, "Moses called me."

"Are you a subordinate of Moses?" He was stunned for a moment, with a surprised expression on his face, "I heard that Moses always walks alone, are you really her subordinate?"

"...You said you heard it. If you don't believe it, forget it. If you can't get things, you can't start the work. In the worst case, you will be responsible." Throwing these words, Tsurumi Huayi turned around and was about to leave. There is no interest in this matter, as long as you give the employer an explanation. The employer's refusal to hand over the things to her will prevent the assassination from being carried out. Isn't it also an explanation?

However, as soon as he heard that he was going to take responsibility, the man immediately put the violin into the girl's hand, bowed, and said "I'll trouble you!", and then quickly mixed into the crowd and left.

Leaving Tsurumi Hana stiffly holding the violin case and facing the suspicious eyes of the people around her.

Is it necessary to move so much?Can't you be more professional and quietly hand over the violin case to her and just pass by?

Exhausted.Tsurumi Hana thinks that the employer may be mentally retarded, and when she thinks about the impatient, irritable and embarrassing tone of the other party every time she communicates with the employer, she thinks that the employer is also mentally retarded.

Worse, even though she hasn't read it yet, she has already begun to doubt the credibility of the information her employer gave her.

Pretending to be calm, he picked up the violin case and got off the Tsurumigawa Bridge. After passing a corner, the floral dress used illusion to change his appearance and clothing again, and finally went to several places that Osamu Dazai often visited according to the information.

Reminiscent of the wine bottles in Dazai’s home that were almost full of wine bottles in the refrigerator, after serious thinking, Kai Tsurumi determined the sniper point to be the commanding height opposite a certain bar that Dazai frequented—the fifth floor of a certain restaurant. Tried it with the phone's camera, and her illusion has recovered to the point where she can fool electronic devices.

After turning the white paper in her hand into an identity certificate and showing it to the front desk lady, she successfully got the room card, and she didn't forget to buy some snacks to pass the time when she lurked in.

At 27:[-] p.m., a black-haired youth in a sand-colored trench coat entered the bar.

Tsurumi Hana, who had just finished eating the potato chips in her hand, threw the packaging bag into a plastic pocket, put on the white gloves she had prepared earlier, and adjusted the front sight of the sniper rifle that she took out from the violin case and assembled .

The Steyr general-purpose sniper rifle has an effective range of 800 meters, but it has the ability to kill people when the bullet reaches 1200 meters in actual combat.

The bar is less than 700 meters away from the fifth floor of the hotel.

The crosshair moved from the man's shoulder all the way to his temple. The young man who appeared in the scope lazily rested his chin, smiled flirtatiously, chatted with the sexy and charming beauty next to him, and lightly held the glass with his slender white fingers. The crystal clear and mellow wine in the glass.

In the afternoon, there were not too many people in the bar.

Tsurumi Hana felt that even if she lost control of the sniper rifle and went off later, the stray bullet would not hurt other people, at most it would hit the beauty who came out to play before it was night.

She squeezed the trigger lightly.

There are flaws all over.

Kai Tsurumi suddenly thought, Osamu Dazai, who loves suicide and his life is always being watched by others, is lucky or unlucky that he can live to this point.

After deducing it several times in my mind, the result of the ballistic end point always makes people hesitate.

Just continued to hesitate and couldn't come to a better conclusion, Tsurumi Hana thought about it seriously, and decided to ask the employer to transfer the remaining funds later if she hits a hit, and run to Italy. If she doesn't hit... today What's good for dinner?

At this time, Kai Tsurumi was still thinking about other issues inappropriately. The random people in the scope just passed by, and the moment the ballistic trajectory cleared, she pulled the trigger.

The sound of the bullet ejecting made her heartbeat fluctuate for a moment, and the drumming noise of blood seemed to explode in her ears. The girl who was knocked back by the recoil of the sniper rifle almost missed the gun in her hand.

When looking at the scope again, what Tsurumi Hana glimpsed was the scene of sudden chaos in the opposite bar. Someone was on the phone, and someone was noisy and busy around the bar.

Osamu Dazai, who was supposed to be the target of the assassination, squatted down and helped the woman who had fallen on the ground up, and sat down on the sofa next to her. Hana Tsurumi could see that the woman's face turned pale quickly, and she held her hand On his arm, red blood oozes between his fingers.

Oh no, is it really the wrong person?

After watching for a few seconds, Hanami Tsurumi felt that the other party was not life-threatening. She twitched her mouth guiltily, then quickly removed the sniper rifle, stuffed it into the violin case next to her, and left the hotel in a hurry before the police arrived. .

The white gloves in her hands and the violin case with the sniper rifle were thrown into the trash can and the river by Tsurumi Kai, and even the packaging bags of snacks were thrown into the trash can in the opposite direction.Finally, the girl who dispelled the illusion in a deserted corner stopped by the bookstore to buy recipes and the supermarket to buy vegetables before going back.

It's the first time I follow a recipe, so let's make it simpler... well, vegetable soup is good.

Osamu Dazai, who came home later than usual, looked at the strangely colored vegetable soup on the table, wondering what he had done to it, and the bright-eyed, earnest girl in front of him. Have you not given up on the idea of ​​poisoning yourself at home with me?"