The latest website: Jing Baiye knows that the organization is lacking excellent snipers.

In this life, he took up his sniper rifle again after he came to the United States. Because of Belmode's busy identity, he was often brought to the training ground by gin.

Gin has a lot of doubts, but Jing Baiye has a different identity. He was brought back to the organization by Belmod and raised by the boss for a period of time... Let this model worker of the organization who sees everyone suspect that he is a mouse will be a little more tolerant to him.

So when he didn't get the code name and didn't have permission to check it, Jing Baiye learned about the organization of other snipers from Jinjiu.

Take Cohen, Chianti and Calvados, who are the most commonly used members of Gin in the Tokyo area.

This is the case with regular members, not to mention those in other places.

It's good to have this kind of professionally trained military snipers join the group as colleagues, it's just...

"Will he agree?" Jing Baiye asked strangely, "He was once regarded as a hero. With such a person's three views and beliefs, it is difficult to accept the organization, right?"

Timothy Hunter is a former SEAL sniper. Their organization is a criminal organization. No matter how you look at it, they are the natural opposite.

"……Belief?"

Friedman seemed to have heard something funny, and showed a cold and contemptuous smile, which he rarely showed in front of Jing Baiye.

"Angstra, the gentleman said you were still a child...and he was right."

He slowly faded his smile, reached out and patted Jing Baiye's shoulder: "This is my task, you don't need to ask any more... Are your subordinates waiting for you outside?"

Jing Baiye remembered that Amuro was waiting for him outside, and he didn't ask any more questions - he was not someone who liked to interfere in other people's tasks - and immediately decided to leave.

"Then I'll go back first." He touched the key and carefully put it in his pocket, "Thank you for checking it out for me. When you're free, come visit me there."

"I'll visit when I have time," Friedman said.

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Angstra left, but Friedman stood there for a long time.

He didn't like to recall the past, but because of Angstra's words, he suddenly remembered the self who had a passionate belief and finally collapsed.

In the past, he believed that what the United States did was just, that the United States had great respect for life and human rights, that those wars were fought for justice and the defense of the motherland, and that the news that the US military committed crimes and murders outside the country was smeared by the outside world... Even if he was taught these principles The teacher cheated into the organization, and he never wavered when he first joined the organization.

He was very grateful to the gentleman who rescued him from the human laboratory, but he agreed to accept the undercover mission, and he had a little selfishness - he wanted to fulfill his own dream in the past.

He entered the laboratory at the age of fifteen, was rescued at the age of seventeen, was undercover from the age of eighteen to twenty-eight, and only returned to the organization two years ago.

The ten years of undercover life not only failed to rebel against him, but instead strengthened his loyalty to that gentleman.

Even if he had to kill his friend in the end, he just complained that his waste was almost exposed, not that the undercover mission put him in a dilemma.

Maybe Angstra didn't know or didn't pay attention. Friedman, who had served in the US Army Special Forces, knew better than anyone——

The number of innocent civilians killed by wars in the name of anti-terrorism far exceeds that of so-called terrorists.

As the leader of the criminal organization, the gentleman reminded him not to hurt innocent passers-by at will, and he took care of the victims who were harmed by the former leader, but most of his colleagues during the undercover period did not.

The cia intelligence agents he has come into contact with have better interrogation methods than the organization, and they also talk about all kinds of high-sounding reasons.

——The belief he once had collapsed was destroyed by the existence he once believed so deeply.

Timothy Hunter, who won the Silver Star, was later deprived of it because of the media's false accusations and became a tainted hero in the hearts of the public... Only Kevin Yoshino, who was saved by him, always firmly believed in him.

Even the one who hit him in the head and nearly killed him was not the so-called enemy, but his former comrade-in-arms who attacked from behind.

This kind of guy who is personally destroyed by faith will be crazier than the person who was in the dark from the beginning.

Angstra is still too young, even if he is crazy and extreme at times, it is for the external things that can be obtained again at any time, not for the inner emotions.

His understanding of human beings and human nature is too simple and superficial... That gentleman seems to have always cared about this.

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"Ahhhhh!!"

Angstra sneezed again as the Mazda waited at the red light at the intersection. Amuro Toru looked at him, and the little boss leaned on the passenger seat with a confused look, reaching out and rubbing his nose.

He seemed to be sneezing these days, and Amuro asked with concern, "Are you catching a cold? Do you want me to take you to the hospital for a checkup?"

"No, I'm not feeling unwell." Angstra shook his head.

"Don't take it lightly, colds are the root of all diseases." While waiting for the red light, Amuro reached out and touched his forehead, "I don't have a fever at the moment... I stop by the supermarket when I go back, you don't like it. Eat more fruits and vegetables.”

"Okay." Angstra didn't refuse, "buy more cat food and snacks."

6-chome, Beikacho, was not far from the apartment where Amuro was staying. He was very familiar with the road there. Mazda drove straight past the apartment and stopped in front of an imposing iron gate.

This kind of villa courtyard gate looks firm, but its height is limited. It can be climbed over with a little effort, and it can't stop those who have bad thoughts.

The villa had its own garage, and Amuro did not look for other parking spots. He sat in the Mazda, watching Angstra take a set of keys from his pocket, open the door and get out of the car.

Angstra will not live in the safe house all the time, it is very likely that this will be his future residence.

It's much bigger than a safe house built by an ordinary family. With such a big villa, it must be more troublesome to handle the housework... No.

Amuro came to his senses, why did he think about that? He is not a real nanny. What he should do now is to find a way to investigate the situation inside the villa. There is a good opportunity in front of him.

Angstra walked to the iron gate ~lightnovelpub.net~ and suddenly stopped, Amuro saw him take out his mobile phone.

Thinking of the Zhuxing Da stalking and eavesdropping incident that happened in the afternoon, Amuro Toru immediately opened the door and got out of the car, and walked over to the little boss, trying to see if he could hear who he was talking to.

If it was Gin or organizing others, he certainly wouldn't be so aboveboard, but Angstra didn't matter.

Angstra saw Toru Amuro approaching, but he did not let him avoid it, and continued to talk to the person opposite.

"I see, you continue to stare... Be careful, Green River..."

Hearing this familiar surname, Amuro breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that it was Zhu Fu Jingguang who was calling, and that was the information related to the xyz cocktail and the zoo organization. It had nothing to do with him. It wasn't that Zhu Xingda was following behind in an attempt to score a brace.

However, Angstra's expression was not very good, and her brows were wrinkled, maybe she heard some bad news.

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