Miss Moriarty wants to save Mihua Town today too

Among all the people Winnett had met so far who needed to be punished, this man could be regarded as being able to give people a good impression.There are no cigarettes or whiskey in the room, he is dressed dignifiedly and capable, and he also shows normal reactions to his wife and daughter, which is different from a villain in the traditional sense.Although Winnet subconsciously felt that spies were the worst kind of people, she didn't have much dislike for him.

Maybe it's because people who are too self-disciplined have some pathology in some places, so Winnet's treatment of this man is still kind.

"CIA."

"Who are you?" The man switched from the initial panic and asked in a calm tone.

Now he gives people a serious and serious feeling.

"I should ask you this question in reverse. It seems that you haven't figured out your situation." Winnet took out the butt of the gun and smashed it at the man's forehead.

A piece of skin on his forehead was wiped off, leaving bright red blood continuously.

Thanks to this attack, the man also saw Winnet's appearance at the moment.Just looking at his physique, Winnet is just a thin man who doesn't pose any threat. Even now, the man still hasn't felt any dangerous smell from Winnet.

"Okay, I understand the situation." The man said in a low voice, "What do you want to know?"

"Oh." There was no threat in Winnet's eyes.

"What are you going to do?" the man asked again.

Winnet noticed his little movements.The man was trying to restrain her by talking head-on, and then surreptitiously cut the rope that bound him with the metal layer turned out of the cuff.

He is not as cooperative as he appears on the surface.

Winnet wanted to say a few more words, but gave up after thinking about it.Because these guys are always unable to correctly understand their own situation, there is no need to talk nonsense.

The man moved slightly, as if struggling slightly on the surface, his eyes were fixed on Winnet, and he looked down at the photo on the desktop from time to time.

"Why don't you speak?" He almost trembled from his own question.

"Because you didn't cooperate."

"I will cooperate with you..." the man emphasized, and began to think about the words in his heart again, but before he could straighten his tongue, Winnet took out a throwing knife from his arms and held it upside down. Severed the tendon in the man's hand.The severe pain made him open his mouth, and Winnet took advantage of the opportunity to stuff the hotel's disposable towel into his mouth.

The man's shoulders were trembling, his bound fists were clenched tightly, and a large amount of cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

Winnet sighed.

Still the same, these guys are always thinking about luck, and they are not ready to cooperate well.In her impression, no one who talks a lot makes people feel at ease.

However, no matter how much they say, they don't have any chance-the result is death.

Winnet pulled out the gun, ejected the magazine, took out the bullet and reloaded it, and passed the time when the man was in severe pain.Because there are a lot of objects that need to be dealt with, I specially chose a gun that can replace the magazine instead of the commonly used revolver.

When the man almost calmed down, Winnet took out the thing in his mouth—the man was so painful that he almost had no energy to speak.

"You can get it easily when you die, don't you think the price is too light?" Winnet sat down on the table and squinted at the man, "Even if the CIA you worked for loses one or two pawns, it won't be too much." What do you think? Because in their eyes, Japan is just a small island country, a weak place that can’t do without relying on the United States.”

"Do you think they will treat you as a human being? A Japanese descendant? To them, you are just a speck of dust maintaining American rule at the cost of harming their own country."

"You don't foolishly believe that they are really on the united front with your country, do you? Well, even if you don't say anything, I don't care, because, at the same time, your colleagues are using various Die in every way."

Seeing the ferocious expression on the man's face, Winnet continued: "Don't worry, they are easier than you. After all, most of them are Americans. I also know that at most they will do some acts of theft and infiltration of your country." .but you are different..."

The man regained his strength and spat at Winnet.

The next second, he was slapped by Winnet, his cheeks were bleeding, and he was stunned.

"I see, you are from that organization. Do you think it's meaningful to say those hypocritical things to me? Hehe, even if I really did something wrong, it's not as harmful to this country as you are!"

Winnet pondered the organization's actions.Due to the need for a large amount of capital and equipment, the personnel responsible for the economic level of the organization are all biased towards research and development, and projects that can make money are transformed into a part of the Karasuma Group.In these years, the Karasuma Group has gradually disappeared, replaced by the management of various industries headed by various members.

She was indeed a little confused. From the overall point of view, the organization's development of Japan turned out to be full of benefits and disadvantages-she felt that this had something to do with BOSS's attitude towards Japan.

Now that things have happened, it is impossible for this other man to listen to him.

There are two reasons why Winnett chose him as the main target. One is that he successfully integrated into the local area, got married and had children, and the other is that he has an excellent character and loves his family enough in the evaluation of the people around him.

"If you betray the CIA, your family will be fine," Winette said.She didn't lie, killing an unsuspecting mother and child is of no value, but the man involved cannot make such a gamble, "I don't like meaningless killings, but it's the same as your lurking, from your mouth It's my job to pry something out."

"..." The man fell silent.

"What do you say about the others?" He asked again, as if he had returned to the chatterbox he was at the beginning.

As a top student in the life classroom, a man has been striving for the best in his life. One of his keys is to put things on the balance to make a decision.He wasn't the type to die heroically.

Winnet cooperatively took out the list of CIA members and glanced at the man. "Three have been dealt with, and you are the fourth. However, in our conversation, that number has probably doubled. They have been corrupted by this peaceful country for too long, and their skills as agents have rusted. "

She nearly announced, "You too."

This sentence made the man feel a little regretful, because Winnet's attitude was too indifferent, as if she was dealing with a mechanical job - no thinking or technical content was required.He had no doubt that the other party would always practice every word that came out of his mouth. If all his colleagues died in this sudden disaster, then his persistence would no longer be meaningful.

"In short, as long as I tell you what I know, my family will be safe, right?"

Hearing this sentence is equivalent to the end of the matter.Next, just pry the information out of his mouth and put an end to the whole thing.

At this time, Winnet received a contact from Chianti.

"Abis, a group of unidentified guys have entered the hotel." Chianti shook the scope and focused on the entrance, "There are six people in total, four of them are European and American. They don't look like tourists, It seems that there is a clear goal, and the action is very fast. Could it be that there is something wrong with you, Abis?"

"Well, I'm sure." She glanced at the immobile man, "I'm fine here."

"call……"

Winnet took a deep breath. "It's going to save me some trouble, though. They'll show up here, proving my theory right. Help me secure my route."

Chianti: "Understood."

Although she was upset with Winnet, she still knew the seriousness, and understood Winnet's abnormality, so she aimed at the room where Winnet was.

Winnet opened half of the curtains to give the Chianti auxiliary shot a view.She looked at the man again, "Sir, despair is a life-saving medicine."

"But it seems that your situation has become worse." The man tried to bargain.

Winnet took a deep breath, knowing that actions speak louder than words.She left the man in the room, opened the door, and stepped into the corridor.

She confirmed the characteristics of the six people to Chianti, and the description was somewhat vague.She held the knife in her hand and hid it in her sleeve.Because shooting in a place like a hotel can make things difficult. CIA people may have guns, but they will not come up and raise their guard, ready to shoot at any time.

With six people, it is very troublesome to deal with it in a short time.

Winnet thought, dispatching so many people at the same time does not conform to the action mode of a spy.In other words, it is possible that not all the people from the CIA who hunted down Renata were probably killers or criminals hired by the CIA on the grounds of trading.And they are stationed in the hotel, probably to act as the protector and combat power of the CIA personnel.She guessed that the person who came was not a qualified spy, but a civilian employee inside.

Absorbing young and capable guys is a feature of the CIA, but it takes years to train a qualified person.At present, they don't take Renata too seriously, and they don't even know that she is a member of the organization.

obvious.That was the only word Winnet could think of.He stayed at the corner of the elevator, and the room she rented happened to be on the inside of the corner. After the elevator changed, a man with flowery arms and a sinister appearance appeared.Winnet is most sensitive to villains, especially killers.He took two steps back, opened the door of the rented room, and closed it again, humming a ditty by the rising star idol Yoko Okino, who is popular in Japan, and filled his arms with the flower-armed man.

"..."

Before the flower-armed man could make a sound, Winnet hit his throat with an elbow and lost consciousness.She dragged the man to the rented room and took the elevator.

"Chianti, help me find the enemy's position."

"There are at least three people in the restaurant, one of them is watching the watch and waiting for someone, and the other two should be in charge of guarding. It is not ruled out that there are more people."

After she finished speaking, she paused. "Be careful, there's a big guy with something bad."

Winnet then sighed.

Even if she wanted to be simple, she couldn't do it.It was so annoying, so annoying that she wanted to put a bomb in the men's room and blow them up in one go. "It seems that the plan has changed. Chianti, wait for my signal... When I shoot, kill the man on the twentieth floor. Hit a fixed target, don't tell me you will fail."

Chianti snorted coldly: "You still worry about yourself."

……

223 Meeting Interrupted

"Ah, the vibe is kind of messed up."

Winnet was talking to herself, and suddenly realized that there was someone better to ask questions than the previous man.Thinking of this, a smile appeared on her face, and she pressed her finger on the handle of the gun.

This small challenge aroused her interest, and dealing with four or five people at the same time made her skin tremble after a long time, and her gastric juices surged.

She had her hands in her pockets and walked like a young man who has lost interest in life.When she stepped into the restaurant, the complicated orange-yellow chandelier hung on the ceiling, drawing a dividing line between light and dark, creating a "romantic" atmosphere. It was obvious at a glance that there were many men and women in their 30s enjoying sex and dating.

She felt sorry for bothering them.

In the process of walking towards the vacant seat, she had already confirmed the location of the person who was about to move.Adding up the objects that the central government needs to take care of, it is just enough to make up the six people that Chianti said.

It can be seen at a glance that the several people leaning over and alerting the surroundings are from another world, a group that has nothing to do with romance and love, and only lives loyal to money and desire.Killing people was just an ordinary job, Winnet didn't like them, but she was doing the same thing, like now—

"Sir, what do you need?"

"Ah... let me see."

Winnet showed a flattering smile, giving the impression of a nervous brat.

At this time, it happened that a certain pair of guests had a quarrel.At the moment when they were distracted, Winnet took out a pistol from her arms, held it with both hands, and bowed left and right.

She raised her arms horizontally, as if she didn't need to aim and confirm the enemy's location at all, but aimed and shot with a mysterious and tried-and-tested instinct.Bang, bang!The gunfire kept going, and in just a few seconds, she had already smashed the guys on the left and right into a sieve.The champagne man who was looking at the night scene and leaning against the window was extremely flustered. His first thought was not to fight back, but to hide under the table.

The champagne man felt that this was what those killers and suspects should do—to protect him, an important person.

But he was destined to be disappointed.

The only guard who pulled out a gun, pointed the gun at Winnet, and something happened that made him doubt his life.With a short distance of about ten meters, his muzzle could not hit the thin man no matter what.Afterwards, a hole opened in the middle of his terrified eyes, and his staring eyes immediately became dazed, losing spirit and focus.

And the big man who was about to pull out the big killer was caught between the eyebrows by Winnet's bullet before he was ready, and he fell silent.

The guests who were frightened by the sudden gun battle fled the restaurant one after another.

Winnet walked to the champagne man's table and kicked it over, revealing him curled up.He covered his head with his hands, "Don't kill me." He said emotionally. "What are you for? Are you an accomplice of that traitor?" The champagne man pondered quickly, he wove a set of credible and acceptable words in his mind, he was willing to regard Winnet in front of him as a money collector Killer, so that he pays a higher price and has room for maneuver.

As we all know, most killers have no professional ethics.

"How many people have you come? Where are you all?" Winnet asked.

"I... I don't know. Really, I don't know! I'm here to connect with the local people, and I hope they can help us find out the trace of the traitor... Also, I'm waiting for the contact from above. If you kill Without me, you have no way of knowing what the connection is - what their order is!"

Winnet saw that the champagne man was in tears.In the face of death, his instincts were aroused so badly that Winnett deliberately shot the gun sideways, and his crotch was yellowed. It seemed that he was not lying.She couldn't help frowning, although there was still a guy hiding in the dark, but this person was an intermediate station of communication, and he always had to deal with the news before he sent it back.

"You're lucky, sir."

The champagne man's eyes revealed a hope, he felt that the killer in front of him would not kill him, because he was still useful.But Winnet didn't think so. What's the use of knowing the CIA's plan? They would withdraw from Japan after suffering a loss. "It's easy to die." Winnet put a bullet into the champagne man's head at the moment his face changed suddenly, and then shot him in the chest again.

She checked for a while, and the remaining guys, who were not dead, took two more shots.During the shooting, she deliberately kept some distance so that the blood would not splash on her body.

"How are you over there?"

"The target task has died, do you need help?"

"Do not."

Winnet raised the table and smashed it against the adjacent glass, opening a hole big enough for people to pass through. Immediately, she took out the hook lock she carried with her, observed the scene below, and got ready to jump down. On the way, she caught the pipe along the wall with the shackle, buffered her descent, and hopped into a waiting taxi.Then, she dragged the taxi driver down and sat up by herself.

"direction."

"In the northwest corner, there are no people there, there is a long enough road, and there is a river."

"learn."

Winnet stepped on the gas pedal.

"It turned out to be jumping off a building." Chianti muttered.

Chianti was a little dumbfounded when she saw Winnet driving a car.Is it possible to do it with the sight of Abis, she wondered.There are so many weird places in Cute Beth, and it seems that being able to drive a car is not so incredible, after all, it is not a road with complicated traffic conditions.

She packed her guns and prepared to evacuate.Presumably, the staff in the hotel had called the police, so it was easy to find the location of the sniper.

……

Winnet looked at the car that sank into the water, then tore off one face and transformed into another.While driving, she was not attacked by a sniper, which meant that the person who attacked Renata was not with the Champagne man.In short, as long as the CIA people do not threaten the organization and stop chasing and killing Renata, this matter has nothing to do with her.

After finishing these things, Winnet took out her mobile phone and dialed Clyde's cell phone.

"How's it going?"

"After cleaning up, all the targets that can be found on the list have died. However, the whereabouts of three people are unknown. Judging from the confessions of the killed targets, they have disappeared a few years ago, and they may have died."

"I understand."

Winnet hung up the phone, changed her outfit near the residence, and returned with her own face on her face.

In the living room not far from the entrance, Minmei was waiting.She smiled slightly when she saw Winnet come back, and prepared a drink.Faced with this situation, the first thing Winnet thought of was not Minmei's virtuousness, but what the other party wanted to talk to her about.To be honest, she and Miyano Akemi don't have much in common. For Winnet, the trivial matters of life are a time with a strong sense of separation.

"I always feel that you smell like gunpowder."

"Smoke it."

"You shot?"

"Yes. For people like me, this is an ordinary day." Winnet replied.

However, this should not have been the case in the past.In the past, Winnet was always happy to wander around, but now, she can no longer find pleasure in the quiet and closed environment; the small church surrounded by lawns and wild flowers has completely become a thing of the past, and can no longer convey any hope and hope. Happy content.She began to fall in love with adventures and battles where her life was hanging by a thread. However, in the drifting cold rain, she found a warm shelter. As long as she was there, her troubles disappeared; Shirley's every word was soothing. Her restless heart.