Chapter 35 Inner Monologue

Chapter 36: Inner Monologue
After passing Gin's first test, the subsequent tasks were relatively simple.

"Where's your gun?" Gin asked coldly.

"Here it is." I took out the Desert Eagle from my pocket and placed it on the table in front of the shooting range.

"One and a half minutes to disassemble and load the bullets, and then move and shoot at these seven targets."

"Yes." I looked at the seven targets. From where I was standing, the distance to the left of each target was different. They ranged from 20 meters, 30 meters, 40 meters to 80 meters.

"Begin!" At Gin's command, I quickly disassembled my beloved gun, and then reassembled it at the same speed. After I picked up the magazine at the end of the assembly, I started running. This action made Gin's pupils shrink. Because I had never shot the 20-meter target in front of me. When I installed the magazine and loaded the gun. My body had already run to the partition between the second target and the first target. Without looking at the target, I fired a shot at the target 20 meters behind based on my memory, and then quickly pulled back my arm, and shot at the second target while running, and then continued to run and continue to shoot. When I ran to the last target. I stood still and aimed. I fired the last shot. At the same time, Gin also stopped the stopwatch in his hand.

"1 minute 27 seconds. 65 rings. Passed." Gin looked at the numbers on the watch and glanced at the electronic score sheet. He said calmly.

"Come with me to the sniper range." Gin threw the stopwatch on the table and walked towards the elevator.

"Yes." I followed Gin and took the elevator together. 65 rings? That was my score with my right hand. If I had used my left hand, I would have been very confident that I could have scored full rings, and all seven targets were meters away. I used my right hand. It was just to lower Gin's defense against me.

"Uncle Gin. Didn't you say you would be back in three years?" I asked innocently in the elevator. Gin frowned slightly, but didn't correct my way of addressing him. "Some problems have occurred in the United States. A large number of FBI have infiltrated. I will have to rush back after assessing you. If it weren't for assessing you, I would have stayed there for a while."

"I see. So that means Uncle Gin came back just for me." I continued with a smile.

"Boy, I heard that you have followed that woman on a mission?" Gin did not answer me, but asked me coldly.

"Yes."

"Go back after the assessment and tell that woman that I no longer owe her a favor." Gin didn't look at me. Instead, he lit a cigar and said to me coldly.

"Yes."

Arriving at the sniper training ground, Vodka was already waiting there.

"Brother." Vodka saluted Gin respectfully.

"Tell him the assessment items." After a simple sentence, Gin sat on the sofa, smoking a cigar and looking at us.

"IceWine. Your sniping project is simple. Start sniping from 500 yards. Keep sniping until you can no longer hit the target." Vodka handed me the sniper rifle for training.

I took the gun, adjusted the scope, and started my own assessment.

As Vodka operated the remote control, the dark space around me turned into a big city. And at a street corner in the city, I found my target, a middle-aged man with completely white temples.

boom! !

The bullet instantly penetrated the target's forehead.

550 yards. BANG!!!

600 yards. BANG!!!

650 yards. BANG!!!

700 yards. BANG!!! "Huh?" I put down the gun after I shot through the heart of the target at 700 yards.

"What's wrong?" Vodka asked.

"Nothing. Missed the target."

"Huh? Didn't you hit him in the heart?"

"Hehe. But I was aiming at his head." I turned around and smiled at Vodka.

"Tsk. Lucky kid." Vodka muttered. He turned to look at Gin who was sitting on the sofa. "You passed. Now let's go to the fighting arena." Gin stood up and walked towards the elevator.

"Um. Brother Gin." I said weakly.

"What."

"I haven't eaten since this morning. If I go for the combat test now... I think I'll be much weaker." I smiled sheepishly.

"When did you become so troublesome, kid?" Gin stared at me coldly and said with some dissatisfaction. "Forget it. Clean up here and go to eat. Go to the fighting arena at 1 pm. If you are late, I will kill you!" After that, Gin took Vodka and left the training ground.

After watching them leave, I raised a wicked smile. I grabbed the remote control Vodka gave me, pointed it at the screen and pressed it. The distance to the target was instantly pulled away. Finally, it stopped at 1000 yards. I picked up the sniper rifle again and aimed at the opponent's forehead.

boom! ! !
The bullet went into the man's head smoothly. I didn't stop. As the scene changed freely, I kept firing. 1050 yards, 1100 yards, 1150 yards, 1200 yards... When my bullet missed, I looked at the distance indicator, 1450 yards. It seemed that this was the best I could do at this stage. It would be difficult to hit the target without a reference point.

After a relaxed smile, I put the gun and the remote control back into the box and left the sniper range.

I have to test my sniping skills from time to time. Since someone is always watching me, I can't fully demonstrate my skills. I have finally got such a good opportunity, so of course I have to test it.

————The scent of orchids, the scent of lavender, the scent of home & the wings of angels, the wings of demons, the wings of guardians————

The subsequent assessment was even easier. A few minutes after arriving at the fighting field, I followed Gin to the cold weapon throwing training field. Because the fighting assessment was conducted by Rum. And the goal Gin gave me was to remain undefeated in a fight with Rum for two hours. However, Rum waved his hand at Gin and said, "No need to test. This kid is still lacking in strength and endurance. I am no match for him in terms of skills. As for the two hours. He was able to fight me for two hours since the first time he came here. Although he was still in a mess at that time."

Rum's words saved me a lot of time. At least I didn't have to take the dagger and combat tests. As for throwing cold weapons, it was nothing more than giving me ten daggers of the same specifications. Throwing them at the target. Then, according to Gin's requirements, throwing the organization's special grenade props into each red circle. I was able to do these things very skillfully a year ago. Just as Rum said, what I lack is endurance and strength. If I had enough strength, I wouldn't have been injured when I went on a mission with Sister Bei last time. If it weren't for my special body structure, I would probably have lost my life now.

"Boy, you have completed all the tasks I assigned to you in just over two years. It seems that you have fully met the standards to be a formal member. From today on, your name will be recorded under Vermouth. You are her personal choice. Don't embarrass me. Otherwise, I will come back and shoot you!" After all the tests were completed, Gin gave a brief summary of my assessment.

"Yes." I stood at attention and saluted him. Then Gin left with Vodka. I passed the test and was officially listed under Vermouth. I looked at the time and it was already past three in the afternoon. Let's go back to the room first. Today is Sunday, and I haven't attended Jingliu's art class for a long time. There is still some time. I'll go back and play the piano.

"I'm back, Sister Jingliu." I called out loudly after entering my room. But no one responded. Huh? Strange. Jingliu should be in my room at this time. I walked into the hall. I found a delicate little box on the table, and a letter under the box. I opened the letter. I saw that it was Jingliu's handwriting.

[Dear Mr. Bing~] Uh... This girl... I am speechless...

[Dear Master Bing~ If you don't see me in the room, please don't worry. I'm going to buy you new clothes. I'll probably be back in the evening. The box on the table is the new perfume sent by Sister Belmode. I've accepted the jasmine scent. Hehe, please don't be offended, Master Bing, your lovely subordinate Jingliu.] Looking at these few short sentences, the corners of my mouth twitched again. I really don't have any temper for this woman who is sometimes nervous and sometimes careful.

There is still some time before night. I wanted to go see Shiho. But she is probably not in the room at this moment. And just now I saw Mary doing fighting training in the fighting training ground, which proves that Ling and the others are also training. Of course I can't look for them. Nothing to do. I sat on the sofa and played the harmonica. I have been learning the harmonica for two years. And I only play one tune. "Where the Stars Are". That is the memory of my previous life. It is also a tune I have always liked. The sad mood instantly filled the whole room. Two minutes later, the song stopped, and I was left alone in sadness.

"Ming..." My eyes became dim. "Ming... are you doing well?" As if to recall the past. I played the same tune over and over again. Recalling the past life again and again. The laughter with Ming, the life and death together. Now she is free, but she has to be left alone to face life. Maybe this is fate. I am destined to die for Ming's freedom. I am destined to travel to this world. Put down the harmonica. I leaned back on the sofa. Take out the lavender brooch from the necklace. Looked at it absent-mindedly. Memories before the age of six. Where are you? Who am I?
dong dong dong.

A knock on the door interrupted my thoughts. After adjusting my breathing, I went to open the door. The person standing outside the door turned out to be Shiho, whom I had been thinking about day and night. At this moment, she looked at me nervously. The expectation in her eyes was self-evident.

"Hmm? Shiho. Long time no see." I was slightly surprised to see the newcomer. Then I felt relieved. I guess she heard the harmonica playing in my room.

"Bing... is that you..." Shiho looked at me in disbelief.

"Haha. What nonsense are you talking about? Of course it's me...eh?" Before I could finish my words, Shiho rushed over and hugged me tightly.

"Shiho...you..." I was surprised by this girl's behavior. I always thought that with Shiho's cold personality, it would take me a lot of time to get a frontal hug like this. I didn't expect...

"Bing, you bastard. Didn't you say you would come back safely? Why haven't I seen you for more than two months?" Shiho suddenly left me and pounded my chest with her pink fist.

"Haha. Sorry Shiho. I didn't expect it to be like this." I laughed helplessly. I didn't avoid Shiho's playfulness. I just smiled at her gently. "Anyway, am I not standing here safely now?"

"That's great. You're back. I was so afraid you would leave me. That's great." Seeing my smiling face, Shiho threw herself into my arms again.

"Silly girl. How can I bear to leave you alone?" I stroked Shiho's back to calm her excitement. Haha. Is this considered a confession to Shiho? Maybe I confessed two years ago. It's just that we both tacitly didn't mention it. Maybe the two of us like each other silently. It started two years ago.

After a long while, Shiho returned to her original state. She gently pushed me away. With red cheeks, she said, "Pervert. Have you hugged me enough?"

"Hehe. I can't hug you enough in my whole life." I grinned with my little white teeth bared. "Let's not talk about this anymore. Come in and sit down." I took Shiho's little hand and walked into the room.

"Yeah." Surprisingly, Shiho didn't shake my hand off. This made me happy for a long time. Haha, maybe this time I can really be considered to be together with Shiho?
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