Miss Moriarty wants to save Mihua Town today too

"The third person..."

Following the layout diagram quickly memorized in her mind, Winnet walked towards the research room on the fourth floor with somewhat tired steps.

The hand holding the gun handle was slippery from the sweat of excitement.

Having come here, Winnet knew that there was no need to retreat.

……

"Ten minutes have passed, Belmode." Gin's voice came from the phone.

Belmode, who was waiting with Ji Luxi, stood downstairs in the research institute and watched. So far, the gunshots have been fired more than five times.

Her Dark Angel is probably not far from the terminal.

"Don't worry, Jean. Abis is clearing the obstacles on the way. Ji Luxi's transmitter told me that she has appeared on the fourth floor. There is only a short time before the end of the show, so please wait patiently." Belmode Respond with confidence.

Captain Boris was placed in the Delta Force, but her level was average or even low, and her Dark Angel was far superior to her in terms of training intensity and talent.

Belmode leaned against the car door and asked, "Ji Luxi, how long do you think it will take?"

"After 8 minutes, the winner will be determined." Ji Luxi replied, "Abis lacks sufficient experience, so it's hard to say what the outcome will be."

It's not that she doesn't believe in Winnet, but there is still a difference between learning to kill and actually killing people.

She wasn't sure Winnet would be able to jump over the psychological barrier to avoid possible mistakes.

After all, enemies are not the same as bricks that are used as targets.

Belmode was unhappy with Ji Luxi's attitude, but she still smiled easily. In her eyes, the conclusion was already obvious.

The Dark Angel, who was regarded by Bridge as a fallen angel, had demonstrated her talents a few years ago—this was something Ji Luxi didn't understand.

Then, she turned on the mobile phone and edited an email to Vodka, which read: "In 10 minutes, I will start the follow-up finishing. I will activate the N plan and prepare the helicopter now."

On the other side, Vodka, who was sitting in the driver's seat, looked nervously at his elder brother, wondering if he should convey Belmode's meaning.

"Big brother..."

He kept his tone as calm as possible, but the rough, flustered voice betrayed his uneasiness.

Gin lit a cigarette and said, "It's the news from the woman in Belmode."

Vodka nodded violently: "Brother, Belmode wants us to send a helicopter to respond. Belmode has already prepared the blasting team in advance."

"Want to open the party for the girl she likes?" Qin Jiu snorted coldly, "This is really the temperament of that woman, just follow it. It seems that Abis's action is coming to an end."

……

020 Confession is the way to move me more

That leaves Wilson, who is good at hiding, and Boris, the ex-Delta.

Winnet knew that the movement of the battle just now had been captured by these two people. During this time, the other party must have made some preparations.

If you are the other party, you will definitely not want to expose your movements.

Take the researcher as a hostage and withdraw it. To do this, it must first be done without attracting the attention of the organization. In the gap, the researchers started to flee, using unequal information to increase the probability of their own survival.

If he was targeted by the organization the moment he left the institute, or if the organization got the news of her death immediately, it would affect his escape.

In other words, his only chance of winning is to use the hostages to contain her and start a guerrilla war.

In this case, hand-to-hand combat is the most ideal method, and guns are likely to attract the attention of members of the organization.

Will he hide in the room and wait for him to enter, or will he hide in the only way to ambush her like the big guy at the beginning?

No... still not right!

To ambush a chaser whose strength is unclear, if anyone thinks about it, he will not play the trick of breaking the boat at the beginning.

If you hide in the research room and ambush, it is equivalent to cutting off your retreat in disguise, and fighting to the death with the pursuer in close combat, which is too stupid.

Winnet stopped not far from the research room.

If it were her, she would choose to prepare for an ambush in front of the room where the researcher is held.

At the same time, set aside a way out.

In this way, even if the pursuer rescues the researcher with a burdensome situation, the action will be dragged down, and the number of shots will be increased in disguise.

The place where this can be done is -

"Laboratory No. 3..."

Winnett draws the layout of the building in her mind. The higher the number of floors, the smaller the curved arc of the building, and the larger the space reflected. Laboratory No. 3 is located on such a miniature arc. The entire corridor Almost twenty yards away, without any obstruction, the best position to aim for this corridor is...

"The observation room on the fifth floor."

It is covered by metal guardrails, and the specific situation above cannot be seen from below. As for the means to get there, there are only elevators and spiral stairs like octopus tentacles.

The former cannot be used, and the latter can prevent opponents from climbing up as long as a gun is placed on the top.

But there is also a price for doing so. If the exit is guarded, it is also impossible to leave from the observation room on the fifth floor.

Would he choose to do so?

Winnet thought for a while. Boris probably didn't expect that she could remember the internal structure for a short time, so he adopted such an ambush method.

Take a gamble...

Because there is actually a third way to get to Boris’ side, which is to build a direct elevator with an independent power system, go to the top floor, and then descend to the viewing room on the fifth floor by using the ladder on the top like a water tower would set up. .

However, in case someone was ambushing at the exit leading directly to the elevator, she would have no way of avoiding it.

If Boris is thoughtful enough, he may also set a trap in front of the elevator, but in terms of time, it is not enough for him to set a trap that is sophisticated enough. Similarly, the security personnel do not have explosives in their equipment. Weapons, as for the device that automatically fires bullets, the error tolerance rate is too low.

By this stage, it has evolved into a psychological game.

According to her plan, Winnet rushed all the way to the top floor of the research institute. After getting out of the elevator, she breathed the sweet night air again.

It seemed that she had won this gamble.

As she expected, a strong European man was crawling on the edge of the fence, holding an M4 carbine in his hand, aiming at the corridor leading to No. 3 laboratory, maintaining a sniper posture.

Perhaps, he did not consider from the beginning that the enemy would use the dangerous elevator to hit him from above.

Winnet held her breath, ready to shoot the moment her body landed on the ladder.

It was only thirty yards away, a distance she could hit with her eyes closed.

Winnet rubbed the trigger with her finger and jumped straight to the ground, sparking Colt for a moment.

boom!

The moment the trigger was pulled, Winnet felt something was wrong.

Part of this ladder was loose, and it made a noise before she could get her foot on it!

Responding, Boris hugged the gun, causing Winnet's bullet to hit the hard gun body.

"Tsk..."

Winnett, who was sure that she could headshot with one shot, only left the last bullet.

Fortunately, Boris, whose guns were concentrated, did not have time to adjust his figure due to the strong impact.

Winnet took out the Beretta borrowed from Ji Luxi and pointed it at Boris, but saw that the other party raised his hands, put the gun aside, and made a gesture of surrender.

"Please stop and listen to me!" Boris shouted.

According to Ji Luxi's instruction, she should shoot immediately at this time, but Winnet did not do so. To be honest, she was very interested in what the dying enemy in front of her would say.

"Children like you should not join this evil criminal organization... Think carefully, children of your age are learning and growing up carefree, you should be like them! I know the FBI Do you know about the Witness Protection Program? As long as you promise to disclose information about this organization, you will have the right to start over, as an ordinary person!"

Deceiving.

Winnet understood, he still wanted to make a final struggle.

He wanted to make her envious of the lives of ordinary people through this way of inducing, so that she was willing to follow his stupid suggestions.

In fact, he had no such intention at all, and knowing the FBI was a lie—he himself was targeted by the FBI to become what he is now—sold weapons to mafia outside the organization, and wanted to kill the organization faction coming contacts.

Winnet felt that there was no value in even thinking about it, that it was just a devil's lie used to piece together the victory puzzle.

As soon as she stepped into the trap, the other party would draw a gun and shoot her dead.

"Do you have any relatives, girl? I have a younger sister who is about your age. She has been in poor health since she was a child...I promised her that I would prepare a present for her 17th birthday."

Winnet slowly put down the gun, just watching him perform hard.

younger sister?

Winnet just listened to the other party tell a clichéd story, and was so sleepy that she almost shed tears. However, it was precisely because the story was clichéd and extremely universal that people wanted to believe it.

As if thinking that she had let down her guard, Boris gradually walked towards her position.

During this process, Winnet also noticed a special sound, the sound of metal rubbing against skin, a familiar sound that can be heard every day during training.

He also hid a weapon somewhere in his body.

Lies are like bacteria, as long as there is one, it will multiply indefinitely.

As a clergyman, Miss Winnet was no stranger to it.

"Do you know? I'm a pastor." Winnet said suddenly, "I've heard your story at least a dozen times from other people, and they can tell a lot of trivial things, plump and scratchy. But Your story lacks flesh and blood, like a piece of shriveled cow dung. If you want to impress me, maybe confession is more effective."

"But I'm not interested anymore."

"Save your confession until you meet God."

……

021 Play tricks with me?kill you!

boom!

3.58 seconds, six shots.

Before Boris could pull out his spare gear, Wynette beat him to a sieve.

Judging from his unbelievable expression before he fell down, he might be wondering why a little girl can be completely indifferent.

"There is another one, Wilson who is good at hiding..."

Winnet murmured, and the boiling blood quickly cooled down.

At this moment, she felt the cold air permeating the facility, and the pores of her body were opened like doors, as if her flesh and emotion were soaked in this chill.

The enemy is much more fragile than imagined.

The scenes of being shot and wounded that are often seen in film and television dramas do not appear, and there are no powerful enemies who explode and counterattack before dying. In the face of precise and high-lethal weapons, there is almost no possibility of dodging.

If you are good at hiding, you might have already panicked and hid somewhere.

Winnet sighed: "Fifteen minutes, is it expected to explode in 10 minutes? Forget it, let the last enemy blow up to the sky with this building."

After filling the Colt python she was good at using, Winnet jumped down the spiral staircase to the front of No. 3 laboratory.

She pointed the gun at the wooden door, but thought that it might affect the researchers who needed protection, so she didn't shoot. Instead, she gently lowered the doorknob, held the gun with her left hand, and put her right hand on the dagger hidden at her waist.

The sound of the door opening.

Winnet held her breath and looked around. Three rows of test benches were set up inside the room, and there was another compartment on the left.

She slowed down and took aim every time she passed a row of test stands to make sure that no one was hiding under the test stands. She threw the experimental gas cylinder in front of the entrance of the compartment, and it shattered with a snap.

No feedback.

During this gap, Winnet rolled over, then quickly raised the gun, and then saw the four people who were tied up.

All four were wearing white coats and were blindfolded.

Two men, a woman, and a... child.

Although Miss Winnett is only 15 years old, she thinks that she is an older woman who has passed the shelf life, so it is always a little weird to look at the little girl with big wavy and slightly curly brown hair in front of her.

The organization actually employs child labor...

Having said that, a genius researcher is about the same as a genius hacker. The latter is called so, and he is probably between the ages of eight and 14?