A room on the eighth floor of the "Fox" Hotel.

"Crash!" The mouth of the milk carton released milky white milk, stirring in the copper basin.

A gray-white exotic short-eared cat was lying obediently on the edge of the bed, its whiskers fluttering up and down in the breeze.

It seemed to be overlooking the beautiful scenery outside, but its secret glances at the copper basin betrayed it.

The breeze blowing on his face blew away a few strands of bangs under his peaked cap. The man in deerskin gloves threw the empty milk carton into the multifunctional pocket on the side of the long bag, and opened the waterproof metal zipper of the main pocket.

The pink cat tongue is like a paddle stirring the water, and the milky white milk surface creates ripples.

The man took out the gray-black stainless steel barrel of the M24 sniper rifle that was unpacked and split into two parts.

Of course, it is the M24 bolt-action sniper rifle. As the main sniper rifle of the US Army, it is also widely used by the Japanese armed forces.

A man who came out of the Self-Defense Forces is naturally willing to use the most convenient sniper rifle.

It's a pity that this one is a replica. It's not that he can't get a real m24, but if the incident is exposed, he can't implicate his brothers who are still serving.

Fortunately, this tried-and-tested imitation gun was made by a top mechanic. Even if it cannot reach an effective range of 800 meters, it is not far behind.

What's more, the target distance from here to the east gate intersection of St. Mary's Church is only 350 to 400 meters. After these days of measurement and testing, the success rate of completing a one-shot kill is still quite high.

It's more effective than ambush at the door.

He put on his earphones, and there were noisy speeches in his eardrums, mixed with various blessings.

The bug was buried on the inner edge of a flower pot on the left side of the podium, and the flower pot was moved in by him pretending to be a wedding organizer.

Although the specific process time is known, by eavesdropping on the sound, the dynamic information and precise time can still be grasped more accurately.

It’s just...the communication quality doesn’t seem to be very good!

Enduring the "sizzling" noise, he loaded the disassembled five-round magazine, scope, and other accessories and tools.

The deep muzzle of the gun, supported by the man's arm, gently poked out of the half-open fold-up window.

"No one will know that I perfectly avoided the center of security and hid here... Matsumoto Kiyonaga, pay the due price for your past mistakes!"

A smile flashed across the corner of his mouth, and he muttered to himself, "No one!"

His tone exudes extreme confidence.

A small flag measuring wind speed was placed in the gap on the outside window edge.

…

The "Bride's Preparation Room" on the second floor of the church.

In the room located on the easternmost side, there are only two figures standing in front of the two lacquered wooden windows on the east side of the empty room.

One is tall and the other is short. The short figure has a stool underneath.

Ryuta Sagi and Conan each held borrowed police binoculars and inspected the road conditions near the east back door facing the window.

Looking out from this large window, you can see everything at a glance.

"Conan, take a good look! If there is any problem, report it to Brother Sagi in time, do you understand?"

Feeling the pressure coming from the top of his head, Conan, who looked unhappy, wondered in his heart: "I really don't know what you think... Is it really because I like to play detective games that you pulled me away from Xiao Lan? But such a dangerous thing

, are you embarrassed to ask a primary school student to help? But...I am not an ordinary primary school student, but I have a genius mind..."

"Why did you stare at me first and then become smug?" Zuomu, who lowered his head and looked at his changing face, asked inexplicably.

The latter immediately raised the police binoculars, covered his reddish face, and said in an immature voice: "Ahem... there is a man eating lunch under the telephone pole, carrying a black handbag... it seems a bit

suspicious……"

"where?"

"Over there!" Conan pointed to the left with his immature hand, and then said regretfully, "Oh, he left, took a taxi, and the lunch was thrown into the plastic bag he brought with him."

"...Speaking of which, there are really no people on this road?! There are almost no cars." The speechless Saoki couldn't help complaining.

"The right corner of the road is undergoing road construction, and there are signs blocking vehicles. Sister Xiaolan and I saw this when we came by car, so the cars that entered the road from there were gone.

You can only enter from the left and go to the right, and the road is not wide, so the traffic volume is already low."

"This may be a good thing for us who are investigating, but it will also be a good thing for the suspect who chose the sniper attack method." The white shirt was already soaked. Samu wiped the sweat from his forehead and turned around.

He glanced at the wall clock on the red wallpaper wall with an anxious expression, "Then continue to check carefully for two minutes. If there is still no abnormality, we will go down to the road to investigate."

"Okay! But my thoughts are the same as that of the wise policeman. Are you too worried?" Conan put down the telescope and kneaded the gray-black belt with his fingers, "And how are you going to prove that he is the choice?

This type of attack?"

Saoki, who was still holding the telescope, did not answer for the time being.

Time: 10:58.

After waiting for exactly two minutes, he shouted in a low voice, "Just do as I said before, let's go!"

The two quickly went downstairs, passed the emergency access stairwell door on the first floor, and went straight to the back door on the east side.

The white iron gate with peeling paint had been opened in advance, as requested by Saaki and Akechi.

But there were still two police officers standing guard on both sides.

Zuomu and Conan hurried out onto the road, the midday sun piercing his face.

…

It is a fixed magnification sight produced by Leupold. The fingers wrapped in deerskin gloves gently rotate the left side of the middle part of the lens body to adjust the focus.

The two figures under the lens gradually became clearer.

"One is a kid in a dark purple suit and the other is a nerd? What are they looking for?"

Raising his head, the man in the peaked cap flicked off a wad of chewing gum that had become as tasteless as white wax with his curled tongue, and watched as it turned into a white dot and fell into the sky.

Then he slightly supported the gun frame with his left hand, reached into his pocket with his right hand, took out a new piece of light yellow chewing gum, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it, then continued to point his eyes at the camera with interest, "Let me see what they will find.

what?"

He needed to kill the waiting time, and while this wasn't interesting enough, it was better than nothing.

The scene in the lens is zoomed in.

"It can't be so clean, right?" Zuomu muttered as he lowered his head to look for traces.

"Peng..." Unknowingly, he looked inside from outside the door and hit his head on the guarding police officer's shoulder blade.

"sorry!"

"It's okay!" The tall police officer wearing glasses shook his head expressionlessly.
Chapter completed!