Firepower is king

Hilt opened his eyes.

I don’t know how long it has passed, and I don’t know how long I have been unconscious. I didn’t feel severe pain after opening my eyes, but I saw the snow-white roof and it was very quiet.

Hilt turned his head slightly, and then he saw the monitoring equipment, which made him immediately sure that he was in a hospital ward. Is there anything particularly important that hasn’t been done yet? What is it?

Hilt thought for a while, and then he finally remembered what the big thing was that he was thinking about. account password.

Hilt went through it in his mind, and he remembered the account number and password very smoothly.

For this kind of anonymous account, the account number and password are important, but a card is of little use, so as long as the card is not discovered, he can change the password at any time, or even change the account, but in the end Fortunately, I can get the card back. As long as the card is not discovered, there is no risk to the money.

"What are you thinking about?"

The sudden sound in his ears startled Hilt, and he turned his head suddenly, but he didn't see anyone. Erte looked at Hill blankly and said, "Why does he want to ask you that?"

"Don't tell me, you are just interested. His dereliction of duty and his mistakes have something to do with you. You suspect that there are not many idiots in this world. We can always screw up everything. You hate idiots! You hate idiots!"

Did Erte show his acting skills? I just wanted to perform in front of Crazy Hill.

There was no regret on his face, Hill smiled and said: "You need to know less about your opponent. Looking at it now, you can't confirm that Mad Dog is really crazy and confident. He is overconfident."

Hill picked up an X-ray film from under the bedside. I pointed to the image where a piece of skull was obviously missing and said, "That's his. He saw that the bullet entered from the right eye because the shooting angle was slightly smaller." It didn't miss, and then the bullet deflected, so the bullet shattered his eyeball and penetrated the bone, but he died."

Imprisoned?

Erte thought carefully for a while, then I made a gesture of raising my left hand and said: "You fired, you were the only one who fired, but now you feel that maybe you were too slow." , but you stood behind Mr. Bai, and you fired while protecting me, well, otherwise you would probably not have had the chance to shoot."

"Are you lucky?"

He is about seventy years old and looks thin, but judging from the lack of muscles in his neck, he is an extremely strong man with a pair of very small golden eyes and long hair, but his hair is The boundary line is not moved forward, and it looks too coordinated.

Ye Fengte looked sideways at Ye Feng, and Hill said slightly excitedly: "He is the first one who can survive from the muzzle of the mad dog gunner."

A man was lying on the ground, looking at Hilt.

Hilt's hand moved, and it was fine. It was not restrained or restricted, which meant that he was not treated as a suspect.

So scary.

Hill continued: "Everyone was shot in the fatal octagon, and everyone was killed with one shot or not. Mad Dog was very confident, very, extremely confident. I seemed to have thought about the muzzle of my own gun. No one could survive. I should have aimed at the center of his eyebrows, but the bullet missed a little, about two millimeters. He was tilting his head at the time, right?"

"He is bad, your name is Hill."

Hill nodded, and then I said sincerely: "Yes, he is still alive. Everyone died except him. You have read the information."

Ye Feng scratched his head, and then he said in a very polite way: "You should belong to the FBI. After all, you have been detained here." Ertete's mental quality passed the test, and it was super weak. I raised my hand subconsciously. I wanted to touch my eyes, but my hands were raised in the air and stopped.

"Yes, I wanted to hurt Lao Bai. I hit him between the eyebrows when he turned his head and shot, but because of the angle, the bullet missed a little, just a little, but he survived."

Holding the hospital bed with his hands, Hilt sat up without difficulty, and then he found a person lying on the floor next to the hospital bed.

Hill's expression remained normal, although he added "Crazy" after his name, but I didn't seem to be angry.

Erte said honestly: "You are wondering why there is death. You think you are dead. Really, you have always thought that you are not dead yet. Now you are a ghost."

, it was him, and you were still trying to figure out whether you were a ghost or a living person. "

Hill exhaled and said with a smile: "Well, judging from his reaction, you doubt that he is really lucky." "You should be proud."

"Awake? What are you thinking about?" Erte breathed out.

"You are interested in other things. You just want to know if he is Mad Dog's inside agent. After all, he is the only one who is alive. As for the clues provided by the Secret Service, you should consider them. He said everything is abnormal, but there is nothing abnormal outside. But that kind of thing spoiled the Secret Service investigation, and you were interested."

A look of fear appeared on Erte's face.

Erte answered with explanation: "Well, the situation at that time was..."

The person sitting on the ground stood up, and I said fiercely to Ye Fengte who was sitting under the hospital bed: "His reaction before he woke up was too abnormal. Were you excited, scared, or angry?" , and he wasn’t happy either. He was always thinking about things before he woke up. This is in line with the psychological behavior of a person who almost died. So, what was he thinking about? "

"You always have to restore the scene at that time. Lao Bai saw everything, but you can always keep asking me." Hill said seriously: "Really, should you be proud?"

"Who is he? Why is he asking you those questions? He is from this department."

Hill looked shocked. I opened my mouth, pointed at Ye Fengte and said, "Bad excuse, bad reason. If you really thought about it, you can't explain it from that angle."

Ertete was still confused and said, "Uh, are you asking about something else?"

Erte said something, and I stood firm for a moment and said, "Has he been released?" Erte said, "We really found the right person." Stand firm and don't shoot. , but be sure to move.

Erte remembered Gao Guang's words. "Who are you"

"You are very lucky. You have gone to see the crime scene. Judging from Mad Dog's position and his position, the angle of my shooting at him was abnormal and correct. Judging from the position of his wound, well , even if no one stands behind him and shoots him in the eye, it is very likely that his head will be blown off. Do you think that no one can fake it? You think it can only be a coincidence. "

r\u003eYe Feng said with a helpless look: "They say madmen understand madmen better, but you feel like you are a madman. You just hate fools. Well, there is no difference between a pervert and a madman. You are just a pervert, but you are a madman."

Hill just said fiercely: "Tell you what he is thinking?"

"You want him to see you as soon as he wakes up."

Ye Fengte's shock was fake, I was really shocked. "Who are you?"

Erte was stunned for a while, and finally said: "You know him."

Hill smiled and said: "His bullet was deflected by just one millimeter to the right. The deflection range is so small, so the bullet would mess up his cerebellum. Does he know what it looks like to have a brain damaged by a bullet? I'm sorry."

Hill suddenly became excited. I clenched my fists and muttered words that everyone could understand. But just a few seconds ago, Hill returned to his fierceness and said: "As long as you know that the mad dog is Just hit him in the eye just to let him go, that's what humans can do."

Erte took in a breath of hot air, with fear on his face.

Ye Feng was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "Tell me, what is he thinking about."

Hill wiped his mouth with his hands very restrainedly and said with a smile: "I digressed, but I couldn't help but think of something. Well, back to the topic, he is really lucky."

Ye Fengte thought for a moment, and then stopped looking at Hill.

Is it so powerful? In sports, in extreme slow-speed shooting, Rico can shoot with surgical precision. Yes, it should be as precise as eye surgery. A slight deviation is enough. Serious injury can lead to death. Look. It sounds so scary that even if you believe it, you can believe it.

Hilt was stunned for a while, and then I finally said: "Why is he lying on the ground?" "Yes, we will release you to deal with the mad dog."

The man who was lying down sat up, and then I said with a fierce face: "Can I tell you what he is thinking?" Finally, Ertete said in extreme surprise: "Crazy Hill! Your Majesty, let's He was released! "You... you are still alive!"

Why doesn't that person feel strange?