Assassination!
He followed the stairs to the third floor.
Mingtai looked around and confirmed that there was no one in the corridor.
He quickly walked to the door of Room 321, took out the key, and opened the door.
After locking the door, Mingtai followed the instructions on the mission letter and lay under the bed. On the edge of the bed lay a Mauser rifle equipped with an optical telescope.
In this era, optical binoculars were rare items that were controlled by various countries. There were very few of them that could be imported. A regular army might not even be able to equip one.
It could be seen that the commander had put in a lot of effort for this mission.
Kawahiro Hasegawa must die!
The moment he touched the equipment, all the information about the gun appeared in Mingtai's mind.
There was no problem with the spare parts.
5 bullets.
It was fully loaded.
The mounted optical scope did not have a magnifying function. It could only overlap the line of sight and the target on the same plane. Even if the eyes were slightly shifted when the sniper shot, it would not affect the aiming point.
He temporarily put the equipment on the sofa and went to the window. He opened the window and spread the curtains across the gun barrel.
In this way, it not only covered the slender gun barrel, but also covered the top part of the optical telescope, turning the bottom of the telescope into an irregular pattern that would never be associated with a gun.
After setting up, Mingtai pulled a chair to his right and supported his arm. Then, he placed his eyes behind the scope and aimed at the closed window opposite him.
In his and Yu Manli's plan, Yu Manli would open the window to inform him when the target entered the hotel.
As time passed, Mingtai's breathing became lighter and his heart became calmer.
Finally.
The door to the opposite room was gently pushed open by a pair of hands. Mingtai saw Yu Manli, who was dressed as a hotel attendant, nod her head in his direction. Then, Yu Manli turned around and left.
Mingtai's index finger pressed on the trigger, quietly waiting for Yu Manli to clean up the room and leave.
In the next moment.
As soon as Hasegawa appeared, he sat on the sofa in the opposite room, under Mingtai's gun.
As long as Mingtai pressed his index finger down slightly, the whistling bullet would explode this war criminal's head.
But Ming Tai did not shoot.
He had to wait for the phone to ring. That was the signal for his operation to begin, and also a sign that Yu Manli had safely withdrawn.
Ring, ring, ring.
A minute later.
The phone in the room suddenly rang.
Although it was only a short sound before it automatically hung up, Ming Tai had already received the signal.
Without any hesitation, he pressed his index finger down and pulled the trigger. Flames spewed out of the muzzle.
Tsuyoshi Hasegawa, who was calmly reading the newspaper, had his temple pierced through, and blood splattered everywhere.
He died on the spot!
Shua!
He swiftly pulled back the gun barrel and grabbed the curtain to stop it from moving. Mingtai turned around and put the rifle back to its original position. He put the chair back and threw the key to Room 321 into the toilet to flush it.
Then, he calmly returned to room 409, took a shower, changed into his pajamas, and went to bed to catch up on sleep.
When he woke up again, it was already five in the afternoon.
The reason why he woke up was because he heard the sound of the door lock being twisted. Although it was very light, it still aroused his vigilance.
The person who came in from the door was Big Sister Mingjing.
Looking at Mingtai who was still sleepy, Mingjing's eyes immediately turned gentle. He looked at the window that was still open and scolded,""Child, why didn't you close the window when you slept? What if you catch a cold?”
"No, my body is very good."
Mingtai got off the bed and explained.
"What's good about it? You've been sick since you were young. You've only been better in recent years, and you've started to mess around again.”
Ming Jing walked over and closed the window. She turned to look at Ming Tai and said,""Go put on your clothes. I'll take you to dinner.”
"Abalone."
Mingtai suggested.
During his time in school, he could not enjoy high-grade food at all.
Now that he finally came out, and his eldest sister was treating him, he would be letting down this trip if he did not have a good meal.
"Yes, yes, yes. I'll order whatever you like.”
Mingjing said with a smile, looking at Mingtai with doting eyes.
"Alright."
Mingtai quickly went to the bedroom to change his clothes and left the hotel with his sister.
The main entrance of the hotel was being checked, and a group of police officers were surrounding the door.
Ming Jing, who had a special pass, brought Ming Tai out from the side door. The driver in charge of Ming Jing's travel in Hong Kong opened the door and waited there.
"Something happened again."
Mingtai glanced at the main entrance and sighed.
Mingjing frowned and asked,"What? Something happened here before?"”
"Not really, but half a month ago, a Wei Nation man was beaten to death on the street.”
Mingtai lowered his voice and whispered to Mingjing.
"Children, don't ask about this news every day.”
Mingjing frowned and said,"Get in the car quickly."”
Mingtai didn't say anything else. He lowered his head and got into the car.
She looked up at the main entrance and secretly decided that once she returned, she would immediately use her connections to get Mingtai to withdraw from school and return to Shanghai.
One Wei Nation officer after another had been assassinated, and based on what he knew, the Wei Nation had been increasing their troops near Hong Kong, which meant that a war could break out here at any time.
It was too dangerous to leave Mingtai alone in Hong Kong.
Perhaps he would rush to the front line in a moment of passion.
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