[Exorcism] Parallel Trap

"God, George, how did you do this?" Li Nali looked at an unknown creature that looked like "George" in surprise.

"Hey, don't mention it. I saw a very suspicious woman in the church just now, but she just went up to question her and she was treated like this... she looks so delicate, she really can't be judged by her appearance."

Delicate?Can't judge people by their appearance?Li Nali was taken aback for a moment, but soon understood, she suppressed a smile and said, "George, you joined the church late, so it's better to be cautious about many things."

"what?"

Li Nali didn't say anything else, she just walked away with a smirk, leaving George alone in the corridor touching his head.

"Ouch, it hurts!"

……

When Li Nali walked to Komui's office, Mo just opened the door and came out. Seeing the girl outside the door, she was obviously taken aback, and then greeted her inarticulately, and walked away blushing quickly.

It's still the same.

Li Nali smiled, opened the door and went in.Komui was the only one in there.

"Has Fu been here?" Li Nali knew that this agent with superb disguise skills was always erratic, coming and going like the wind.

"Yeah, I'm very angry." The person behind the desk rubbed between his brows helplessly.

"Why, isn't the work of the intelligence agency going well?" Li Nali put the tray on the table, and steam was slowly bubbling from the coffee cup.

"Kuros is running away again! My God—please spare me!" Komui wailed and rubbed against his sister, "I have to work overtime again, Li Nali, your brother, why am I so miserable... ..."

"Don't complain, Fu has worked harder than you." Li Nali tapped her brother's head with a tray to stop his childish behavior.

The well-known director of the Intelligence Bureau, Mr. Kulos, has a strange problem of "disappearing" every time he is busy, and the mess in the bureau often falls on the heads of the two unfortunate deputy directors, Mo and Fu. .Most of the work of the Intelligence Bureau is classified, and what Fu is responsible for is the secret within the secret.In order to avoid being stolen by electromagnetic interference during communication, Fu, who is good at disguise, sometimes visits in person.

"Hey, the intelligence bureau is under a lot of pressure. The higher-ups have repeatedly put pressure on the technical department of the bureau to break through the development difficulties of the holy positioning and tracking system as soon as possible, and to press the progress of the interrogation of 'that person' in the secret prison. At such a time, the disappointing chief went missing again, and I felt overwhelmed for them." Comui flipped through the thick dozen documents sent by Li Nali, showing sympathy, "Don't tell me just now. When I mentioned this, it was like my life was over."

Li Nali on the side laughed softly.

Mo's job is the head of the Technology Department of the Intelligence Bureau, and Fu and Fu grew up in the church together.In such a time when the dragons have no leader, he and Fu are really "hard-fated mandarin ducks".

"But having said that, if it works, it will be much more convenient for Allen to protect him when he is on a mission in the future, won't it?"

"That's what it means," Komui sipped his coffee, "but it's impossible to keep an eye on Noah's actions too closely. If their missions are blocked every time, Allen will be in a very dangerous situation."

"Too……"

"Komui—" Someone pushed open the door of the office.Komui raised his head, his eyes fell on the stack of papers in the hands of the incoming rabbi, and he vaguely guessed something.

"Is there a result?"

"Well, the question came out." The rabbi handed over the stack of interrogation records, "This is not poaching, the Earl of the Millennium had no idea that there was a person like Allen in this organization..."

Komui looked at the record in his hand, his expression became more serious.

"Someone saw with their own eyes that the Earl of the Millennium offered to take him away almost the first time he saw Allen..."

Allen thought that Noah's shooting range should be very chilling, but he didn't expect it to be in this kind of place - a small bamboo forest.But on second thought, it was true, how could they easily let a newcomer find out the base where the organization often goes.

"Take this—" Just as he was thinking, Tiqi threw a revolver over.

"Uh, where?"

"Tear it down."

"what?"

"Ah what, if you want to use something freely, you must first understand its structure." Tiqi stretched out his hand and scratched the little white head in front of him, which had entered the natural dull mode again, "Don't want to learn? Or have you already stolen it?" Played?"

"Of course not." Allen straightened his tousled hair, "Just take it apart."

So I did it.

--10 minutes later.

"I said, there's no need to dismantle it so thoroughly, right?" Tiqi looked at the pile of debris on the ground with black lines all over his face. Did this guy have intentions?

"Didn't you ask me to dismantle it?" The little white head looked innocent.

"I told you to disassemble it, but I didn't make you smash it. Start again." Another revolver was thrown over.

"Oh."

--20 minutes later.

"Okay." The boy was relieved.

"Well," Teacher Tiqi nodded after reading it once, "Now put it on."

"what?"

"something wrong?"

"No."

--30 minutes later.

"Is that all right?"

"Well, it's basically a pass. It's pretty quick to pretend, and your comprehension is good."

"Hey, it's just a good memory." Allen smiled obediently and asked, "Then you can shoot now?"

"Just looking forward to shooting? Beginners are so impatient." Tiqi took out a gun by himself again, "The first is the state of mind, calm and calm; the second is the eyesight, three points and one line, to lock the target; The third is the technique, smooth and crisp, decisive shots..." While speaking, he was gesturing on the key points such as the front sight on the revolver in Allen's hand, and he said that such a serious thing as learning a gun came from his mouth. Speaking it out is as easy and natural as talking about some anecdotes after dinner.

Then he raised his gun.

A very casual posture, but there is no lack of calmness and confidence, his eyes are firmly locked in front of him, like a cheetah ready to go, the prey he is eyeing has no possibility of escape.

While listening, Allen unconsciously looked at Tiqi's focused side face, and had to admit that this man was indeed perfect.He has the sharp facial lines of European and American blood, but he does not have the hostility that killers often taint. Whether he is talking about art and literature, or the aesthetics of murder, there is always an unpredictable smile on his brows and eyes. The mole of tears on it is even more charming.

Such a perfect man exuding a mature atmosphere can easily become the focus of attention in any social occasion.Although he couldn't have a good impression of his identity as a killer, in his impression, Allen didn't seem to hate this mysterious man since the first meeting.

Just when he was distracted, Tiqi pulled the trigger.A bamboo leaf fell in response, intact—he aimed at the petiole.

"Understood?" Tiqi turned around, hooked the revolver with his index finger and twirled a flower in his hand.

"Ah?" A certain natural daze in the fugue quickly pulled his thoughts back to his head, "Oh, I see." In fact, Alian didn't know what he understood, he only knew that he had seen everything just now except the gun, and What I was thinking just now seemed to be something unrelated to learning guns.

"In short, you can learn it by yourself quickly." Tiqi put the gun back in his pocket, walked over and patted Allen on the head, "It's up to you, try to find a target. This gun is equipped with a silencer, and It's in the middle of nowhere, and if you blow up the woods, no one will know about it. So let it go."

"Oh." Allen raised his gun hesitantly, looking for an aiming point.

In fact, I have learned it before - I was forced to learn to use it for self-defense.Although I was often lazy and didn't concentrate on learning basic skills at that time, I didn't have much experience of using a gun frequently after being an undercover agent.But no matter what, even if his marksmanship can't be said to be able to penetrate Yang with a hundred steps, it can at least make do with it.But now I am a "beginner", so the first shot cannot be very proficient.

Then Allen squeezed the trigger—

A bamboo leaf fell in response.

Tiki whistled and applauded. "It's not bad for the first time." Then he came over and pointed at the gun in Allen's hand, "but you aimed at the blade, right?"

"Eh? How do you know?"

"What do you think I rely on for a living?"

"Well, it's actually not leaves. It's bamboo..." Allen smiled innocently, and suddenly felt someone encircling him from behind, and then the wrist holding the gun was grabbed and lifted up.

"Relax your arms and hold them flat, and keep them steady when shooting." Tiqi explained patiently while adjusting the posture of the person in his arms.The warm and soft breath fluttered on Alian's neck, with some fresh tobacco smell, itchy but very comfortable.The temperature and strength transmitted from the wrist are just right, solid and heavy, making people feel at ease.

Allen suddenly remembered the situation when his father taught him how to skateboard when he was a child, the long-lost warmth and sense of security.

—— Such a sense of security came from a killer.

"Keep your eyes on the front sight, and aim when these three points coincide." Teacher Tiqi was still explaining conscientiously, and gently straightened Allen's little head, then let go and stood aside.

"Try again."

"Oh."

He raised his gun again.

The first is the state of mind, peaceful and calm.

Allen inexplicably thought of the wheat field.

Broad, peaceful, calm.

But the mood of the teacher next to him at this moment is definitely not calm.Tiqi felt that her heartbeat hadn't returned to its normal rhythm.

what happened?

Just when he was explaining in that ambiguous posture, he looked at the handsome side face of the young man, and felt a strange impulse for the first time.Although his private life is full of peach blossoms, this model worker in the killer world has always kept a clear line between public and private at work.Do you...

how is this possible.

"Tiki..."

"……how is this possible."

"Ah? What is possible?"

"Oh, it's nothing. What's the matter?" Tiqi withdrew his thoughts in time and asked "calmly".

"Can't fire the gun, it seems to be stuck." The boy shook the revolver in his hand.

"Look, I must have been inattentive when I first assembled it, and now something is wrong." Tiqi walked over pretending to be calm, picked up the gun and tried it, but he couldn't pull the trigger.

"Do you want to dial here?" The young man leaned forward to fiddle with it.

But something seems wrong.

"Huh? It seems a little hot here..."

not good!

"Throw it away!"

"what?"

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Tiqi grabbed the gun in Kialian's hand and threw it out.The revolver drew a short black arc in the air, and then it exploded with a bang.

"Wow... so dangerous!" Allen couldn't help being speechless, and then realized that he was being tightly protected by the man's arms like a bird, so he quickly got away.

"What's wrong with your hand?" Tiqi said, grabbing Alian's left hand to check.

Allen usually wears gloves, but Tiqi probably tore off his gloves when he was in a hurry just now.As a result, the hideous dark red cross scar on the back of his left hand was unobstructed in his sight.Looking at it, Tiqi couldn't help frowning.

"Oh, no...it's okay." Allen covered it up in a panic, and quickly squatted down to find gloves to put on, "It's an old injury from a long time ago."

Tiqi didn't ask any more questions, but his gaze remained on the glove for a while.

"Another gun was scrapped. I'm sorry, I will pay attention next time." Allen smiled sheepishly.

"It's okay, I still have some here." Tiqi said and reached into his clothes again.

—How many guns did this man hide?

"Speaking of which, would a killer be deadly without a gun?" Allen asked tentatively.

"Of course. If it's mine, just grab it from someone else, and you're out of the game." Tiqi teased and took out his gun, "For example now." Before Allen could react, he saw the one facing him, The muzzle of the black hole.

"...Tiki?"

"I think if this is the case, you are dead." With a calm tone and calm expression, it was impossible to tell what Tiqi wanted to say.But the gun still hasn't been put down.

"Uh...I..."

"Do you want to feel it?" Tiqi suddenly smiled strangely, and asked softly, "The breath of death?"

Allen felt a chill down his back for a moment, and a strong chill rushed up——

"This gun has a suppressor"

"This place is remote, even if you blow up this forest, no one will know."

I don't have a weapon in my hand... at such a close distance...

Is it...

Allen didn't have time to think about it.

Because at this moment, Tiqi had already pulled the trigger——