Chapter 133 Professional Killer (Please Vote and Subscribe!!!)

The sun sets in the west and the sun sets at dusk.

When the dark golden sunlight splashed on the rocks of the pier, an oil tanker docked on the shore.

Stepping onto the pier with water-stained leather boots, the cigarette butt bounced into the sea, and he narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the hazy green-shaded houses in the distance.

Yamamoto Makihara.

A killer who belongs to Shinichiro Akutsu of the Kamishin Group.

The last "invitation" failed, and Akutsu Shinichiro was very dissatisfied.

This time he heard that Sakaki Makoto and Takayama Rumi went to Moon Shadow Island without the protection of their followers, so he immediately dispatched Yamamoto Makihara.

There is only one purpose.

Kill Sakaki.

As a professional killer, Yamamoto Makihara is very competent. His black leather gloves are neat without a trace of dust, his suit is as straight as a green pine, and the Colt PPK pistol in his arms is carefully maintained.

He always kills people neatly and neatly.

After locking the target, he would draw his gun and shoot. After shooting, he would leave without leaving a trace.

This is his usual style.

But this time, the opponent is not a weakling who is unable to fight back.

With Tsuruta Shinji's lessons learned, Yamamoto Makihara will never be careless and underestimate the enemy.

This time he.

Come prepared.

Yueying Island has a remote and complex terrain and is sparsely populated, making it the best hunting ground.

In his eyes, Sakaki was like a dying prey, waiting for him to hunt him.

I looked at my watch, it was 5pm.

In order to prevent Sakaki from being discovered, he deliberately delayed his arrival time on the island.

The first step is to find Sakaki's residence.

Yamamoto Makihara looked around, stopped a fisherman who was about to go home, took out a photo, and asked:

"Have you seen this man?"

He cut the photo from a newspaper. Sakaki Cheng was considered a public figure after all, so it was not difficult to find his photo.

Professional killer.

Never make a mistake.

"Haha, you are talking about Mr. Sakaki Makoto!"

The fisherman recognized him at a glance. He happened to see Sakaki landing on the island in the afternoon.

"Where is he now?"

Yamamoto Makihara grinned.

"Why do you ask?"

The fisherman looked at Yamamoto Makihara, who had an "I'm not a good guy" look on his face, with doubts in his eyes.

"Oh, I'm a reporter from a newspaper."

Yamamoto Makihara showed extraordinary professionalism - he also prepared a fake ID card.

"You can talk now."

"oh"

The fisherman took the press pass dubiously and turned it over:

"This is really fake."

"Of course it's fake and real."

Yamamoto Makihara quickly grabbed his press pass, fearing that his flaws would be revealed.

To be honest, when he applied for a fake certificate, he accidentally applied for a fake and shoddy product because it was cheap.

The quality is seriously subpar.

Usually they are used to fool ordinary people.

If you are a little more professional or have a sharp eye, you can easily see the flaws.

Can't look at it for too long

"Where's your camera?"

"When I saw interviews, they all had a host and a notebook!"

"Why didn't you bring anyone with you?"

Yamamoto Makihara was hit in the face with several questions in a row, and his head was dizzy.

Should I ask you or should you ask me?

Why don't you just ask for directions?

Are you just like a three-dimensional pinball?

Resisting the urge to draw his gun, Yamamoto Makihara smiled stiffly and asked impatiently:

"Brother, I'm in a hurry. Can you tell me where Sakaki lives?"

"oh"

The fisherman shrugged:

"I don't know!"

"."

"I didn't know you were just talking to me here for a long time?!"

Yamamoto Makihara completely exploded. He grabbed the fisherman's collar and roared furiously.

"You didn't even ask me if I knew!"

The fisherman said matter-of-factly:

"You just asked me if I knew Mr. Sakaki Makoto, of course I do!"

"You"

In anger, Yamamoto Makihara was just about to teach the ungrateful fisherman a lesson when he realized that it was suddenly getting dark.

When he turned around, he saw a group of fishermen, with arms thicker than his calves, surrounding him.

"You guys"

"ah!"

"Don't slap me in the face!!!"

"Black Rock, is this okay?"

Outside the Tsukishima Hotel, a middle-aged man with a spiky head and a sallow face hesitated.

"Why not?"

Kuroiwa Tatsuji "hummed":

"There's no surveillance in the hotel, so you just need to stuff the letter under the door."

"As long as Sakaki sees the letter, he will definitely come as promised."

"How can you be sure he will come?"

The hedgehog-headed man questioned Kuroiwa Tatsuji’s plan:

"If I see an extra letter in the room asking me to go out in the middle of the night, I definitely won't go!"

"That's you!"

Kuroiwa Tatsuji glared at him very displeasedly:

"Who is Sakaki?"

"Since he was invited to come to Yueying Island to investigate our drug trafficking, he will definitely come after seeing the letter!"

"This is called professional ethics!"

The hedgehog-headed man was immediately speechless.

According to the plan they agreed on, they would let Sakaki leave the hotel alone during bathing time at night, go to the place they designated, and finally commit the crime.

But if you want to seduce Sakaki, you have to come up with something powerful.

Fishing!

There has to be a bait.

so.

They went to great lengths to spell out a letter using newspapers.

The letter stated vaguely that they knew the inside story. If Sakaki wanted to know, he would have to go to the back mountain at 10 pm to talk about it.

What fool would be fooled?

The hedgehog sighed.

Unable to resist Kuroiwa Tatsuji and the other two, he could only obediently open the car door and enter Tsukishima Hotel.

He took the elevator to the top floor and found the room Sakaki stayed in according to the room number given by Kuroiwa Tatsuji.

He carefully looked around to make sure there was no one else around, then secretly threw a letter in through the crack in the door.

After doing all this, he returned the same way and returned to the car.

"nailed it!"

"Walk!"

Kuroiwa Tatsuji stepped on the accelerator and drove away from Tsukishima Hotel.

A few minutes later, Yamamoto Makhara arrived at Tsukishima Hotel with a few bruises on his face.

Looking at this five-story luxury hotel

He covered his face, his eyes full of anger.

Tricky people!

Pooh!

A bunch of thugs!

I just asked for directions, but ended up getting a beating. If I wasn't afraid of affecting the mission, I would have shot them!

He walked into the hotel cursing.

At the counter, he followed the same pattern, using his press pass to first ask for the room number that Sakaki Cheng stayed in, and then rented the room next door.

Take the room card to the top floor.

Knocked on Sakaki's door

No one responded.

He sneered, entered his room, checked the internal and external environment, and found a protruding eaves outside the window.

He carefully climbed out of the window and climbed into Sakaki's room along the eaves of the wall. He planned to ambush here and only waited for Sakaki to come back in the evening.

Kill him by surprise.

Just when Yamamoto Makihara was looking for a hiding place.

Suddenly he saw the letter at the door.

After turning over the letter, his eyes gradually brightened.

"Hahaha!"

"It's really hard to find anything without trying to find it, and it takes no effort at all!"

"Sakaki, you will definitely die tonight!"