Chapter Five Hundred and Eightieth IX The Big Gift Is Delivered

Although Sean has a background, his personal quality is also very good, otherwise he would not have risen so fast.

This time, he wants to do another big one to convince people like the CIA.

At dusk the next day, Sean had been lying in ambush for a whole day on the top floor of the small building opposite the apartment building where Huo Shaoheng haunted.

Throughout the whole day, he saw Huo Shaoheng only came out three times, once in the morning and once at noon, and now it was evening, so he should have come out for dinner.

Standing motionless on one leg on the third-floor roof, the wind speed and airflow have been measured many times. The black scope is the most advanced digital smart scope of the US military. Its accuracy is said to be comparable to that of a radar that launches ballistic missiles. Locked down, no one can survive.

As the sun sets, the afterglow is cut into geometric patterns by the high-rise buildings in New York, just like the abstract paintings of masters.

Huo Shaoheng came down from upstairs, and stood in front of the shop window for a while as usual.

Sean lay in ambush on the top floor of the small building opposite him and observed him for a day, and he also observed Sean for a day.

This man is not very patient. Huo Shaoheng observed that he would shake his hands almost three times an hour, and stand up and kick his legs every three hours. Although the speed is very fast, for a sniper, these are fatal mistake.

This also means that the person cannot focus on lurking.

When it was dusk, Huo Shaoheng knew that Sean would not be able to wait any longer, and he would definitely act at this time.

Walking out of his temporary hiding place, Huo Shaoheng had already made sufficient preparations.

Hidden in his sleeve is a modified high-power, high-precision long-handled sniper pistol. Of course, it doesn't have the long range and power of a heavy sniper, but it has enough range and accuracy to deal with the person on the top floor of the small building opposite.

Standing in front of the window, I felt the scorching afterglow of the setting sun shining from the side, and at the same time, there was an imperceptible little red dot, moving slowly, from the window, to Huo Shaoheng's back, and finally aimed at him Stop at the position of the heart on the back.

Huo Shaoheng didn't look back, when the little red dot projected from the opposite building disappeared on the shop window, he knew he was locked.

Seeing the little red dot disappear, Huo Shaoheng knew that the other party was going to attack him, his eyes flickered slightly, almost at the same time as the little red dot disappeared, he quickly turned sideways, his left hand stretched out from his pocket like lightning, his palm spread out, and in the palm of his hand There was a crystal prism, which swayed in the direction of the flashing scope on the top floor of the small building opposite.

This crystal prism is not only clean and colorless, but also has the effect of a convex lens.

It can gather light and reflect it back, and it can magnify the light a hundred times.

At that moment, the crystal prism gathered the afterglow of the setting sun and reflected it directly in the direction of Sean's sight!

Sean was looking at Huo Shaoheng's back through the scope, and his finger was about to pull the trigger. At this moment, Huo Shaoheng's back suddenly disappeared from the cross-shaped vision of his scope.

Instead, a bright light suddenly appeared!

Like a little sun!

Sean let out a cry, his right eye, which was concentrating on the scope, seemed to be burned by a laser, the pain made his hand tremble, and he pulled the trigger.

It is conceivable that this kind of reflexive sniping has no effect at all, and the bullets do not know where to fly, only a whistle of bullets piercing the air can be heard.

Huo Shaoheng took advantage of the opportunity that the crystal prism in his left hand disturbed the sniper's scope vision, and stretched out the high-power long-handled sniper pistol that had been hidden in the sleeve of his right hand all the time, aiming at the target on the third floor who had just shaken and pulled the trigger!

boom!

There was also a gunshot, and a round bullet hole appeared on Sean's forehead just as he raised his hand to rub his right eye.

Sean's eyes were wide open, as if he hadn't understood what was going on, he died of exasperation, and fell down on the roof of the sixth floor with a bang.

In the chaos, although the two men fired at the same time, people on the Harlem block seemed to hear only one gunshot, and then someone shouted, "The police are here!"

Immediately there was a clatter of footsteps in the street,

Countless people started running, and some people quickly got into cars parked on the side of the road, and left the Harlem block at lightning speed.

Huo Shaoheng was no exception, his shot was fired almost at the same time as Sean's shot, so that no one noticed that he also fired.

He lifted the hood of his hoodie to cover his face, and followed the crowd out of Harlem to the subway station. Before the police blocked the block, he returned to New York Central Station and took the train from here. Back to the apartment after a long absence.

Huo Shaoheng is really not used to returning from the dirty and messy low-class neighborhoods of New York to the spotless high-end neighborhood full of post-modern atmosphere.

He went back to his room, took a shower first, washed himself clean, ordered pizza delivery, then sat on the sofa, picked up the remote control, and started watching TV.

Sure enough, major TV stations are now broadcasting hot news that the young and promising director of the Asian intelligence department of the CIA was shot in the head in Harlem.

In the live TV broadcast, Huo Shaoheng could even see Sean's unrepentant face, as well as the clear bullet hole on his forehead.

Huo Shaoheng smiled and crossed himself on his chest, "Rest-in-peace (rest in peace)...".

After a while, the doorbell rang, and the pizza was delivered.

Huo Shaoheng opened the door, took the freshly baked pizza from the delivery boy, and gave him a tip of ten yuan.

The big pizza was only 16 dollars in total, and I gave a tip of 10 dollars. This is already a very generous tip in the delivery boy's delivery career. He bowed and nodded repeatedly, thanking Huo Shaoheng.

Huo Shaoheng smiled and waved his hands, closed the door, put the pizza box directly on the coffee table in front of the sofa, then opened a bottle of beer for himself, drinking beer, eating pizza, and admiring his masterpiece.

The TV showed that there was still Sean's sniper rifle on the low wall of the roof, facing the sky alone.

The excited host was analyzing who shot and killed Sean, and who was Sean trying to deal with here?

But everyone's excitement didn't last, and soon the CIA applied for a court injunction to stop the TV station from broadcasting the case.

Although it was circulated on the Internet, the video was also deleted from the entire Internet. Everyone can only discuss the situation at that time in words, and no one can post pictures or videos.

Huo Shaoheng let out a long breath, turned off the TV and went to sleep.

He hasn't slept for several days, so he needs to catch up on sleep.

...

James didn't expect Huo Shaoheng to do what he said, and gave him a big gift.

Not two days after Sean's death, the CIA promoted James to the director of the Asia Intelligence Division.

James is very good at being a man, and immediately promoted one of his most loyal subordinates to be the deputy director, and the tense atmosphere in the entire Asian intelligence department changed.

Sitting in the director's office where Sean once sat, James' mood was extremely complicated.

He thought blankly, Huo Shaoheng did have skills, but this skill was too great.

James secretly warned himself that it is better to be friends with this kind of person.

To be an enemy with him, you feel your own weight, are you qualified to fight against him?

Even Sean was shot in the head without anyone noticing. Can he, James, be younger and stronger than Sean? Can it be better than Sean's marksmanship, who was born in an assassination?

Of course not, so what would he use to fight Huo Shaoheng?

It is obvious that cooperating with him will benefit more.

Besides, he had already stepped into the muddy water, and James had contributed a little to Sean's death...

James took a deep breath, and decided to leave a message at No. 38 Scallop Bay, Long Island after get off work. After the limelight of Sean's case passed, he would have an interview with Huo Shaoheng.

...

After six o'clock in the evening, the seaside of Long Island, New York was steaming, humid and hot.

The back of James' dark suit was drenched with sweat as he walked.

Standing still in front of the small iron gate at the gate of Scallop Bay No. 38, I heard the melodious sound of violins coming from inside, and the leaves fluttered slightly. It was cooler than other places, like a paradise.

James looked around before ringing the doorbell.

After a while, a Chinese woman in her forties came up and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Since James came to leave a message for Huo Shaoheng, he naturally had to show some sincerity. He handed the middle-aged woman a letter, "Please give this letter to Mr. Gu."

This is the code word agreed between him and Huo Shaoheng.

The middle-aged woman shook her head, "Did you find the wrong place? Our surname here is not Gu, but Tan."

James froze for a moment, but insisted: "Is Miss Tan at home? She knows."

After hearing the gentleman talk about their young lady, the middle-aged woman accepted the letter, "Then I'll ask."

Taking the letter into the house, she came to Tan Guiren's living room: "Miss, there is a gentleman outside who said he should give this letter to Mr. Gu."

Tan Guiren was playing the violin, when he heard the words put down the bowstring, he frowned and said, "Mr. Gu? You didn't tell him that the surname here is Tan, not Gu?"

"I told you, he said you know..." The middle-aged woman hurriedly argued, saying that she did not accept the letter in a daze.

Tan Guiren's heart moved, and she immediately remembered what Huo Shaoheng said to her, she hurriedly stood up, put the violin into the piano case, and said, "I remembered, someone asked me to deliver a letter."

She took the letter from the middle-aged woman, hurriedly went downstairs, came to the gate of the courtyard, and saw a well-dressed middle-aged Caucasian man standing there smiling.

"Excuse me, are you...?" Tan Guiren asked curiously, "I will forward this letter to Mr. Gu, do you have anything else to say?"

"He will understand after reading this letter." Relieved, James nodded to Tan Guiren, then turned and left.

After he left, Tan Gui realized that Huo Shaoheng hadn't left her any contact information.

She doesn't even know how to notify him now.

Returning to the house anxiously with the letter, Tan Guiren wanted to call his parents in China and ask them if they had Huo Shaoheng's contact method.

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