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Chapter 3002 3006 [Calvados's Love Arrow] Ask for monthly ticket (`)

"Forget it, it's normal to have some emergencies, it's not a big problem."

Officer Shiratori comforted himself in his heart: "The road to success is always tortuous. On the other hand, it is precisely because of some unpleasant episodes that happened along the way that a wonderful date seems even more rare - Miwako must think so too."

Vermouth had no idea what Miwako Sato was thinking.

The Thousand-Faced Witch, who had transformed into a driver, was now holding the steering wheel and staring at the road conditions carefully.

Although she regretted it not long after sitting in the driver's seat yesterday, she was worried about letting Vermouth hand over the steering wheel to someone else - she also noticed the car with a punctured tire in Curacao. Thinking back to Bourbon's terrible experience...

Vermouth wanted to hold a microscope and scan the road while driving. She was extremely alert and did not want to repeat the mistakes of her two colleagues.

As we drove on, the road gradually became muddy.

Belmode looked at the terrible road conditions and couldn't help but frowned: "Did we take the wrong road?"

"That's right!" Suzuki Sonoko looked at the map. Although she didn't understand it at all, her intuition told her that the road should be correct:

"The resort we are going to is known for its 'closeness to nature' concept, and it has a mountain road. We will stay at the popular hotel in front for one night, and then set off tomorrow morning. After another two or three hours of walking, we should be able to arrive."

“Is that so?” Vermouth had no choice but to continue driving.

The road condition deteriorated and the vehicles began to shake, waking up the people who had fallen asleep out of boredom.

Officer Sato rubbed her eyes and looked out the window. Suddenly, she saw a GG sign on the roadside. She read it out loud: "'Shooting Range'... looks good. Let's go down and have some fun?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she woke up from her sleepy state and quickly changed her words: "Forget it, it will delay the trip too much, let's talk about it when we return."

"Dr. Shinde" was distracted and glanced at the hateful policeman who wanted to slow down the journey. At this moment, a cry of surprise came from the car: "Be careful!"

"?" Vermouth instinctively stepped on the brakes, and almost at the same time, an arrow shot in from the half-open car window, brushed past her cheek, and hit the passenger window with a thud.

Jiang Xia caught the arrow that fell on his leg, and turned to look out the window as he smelled the fresh scent of apples.

Then I saw a familiar figure striding towards me from the shooting range.

In the driver's seat, Vermouth quietly touched her face. When she found that her disguise had not been exposed, she looked out the window with murderous intent and a fearful expression that an ordinary person would have: "..."

The next moment, the corner of her eye twitched, and she almost couldn't maintain the expression that a "new doctor" should have.

——Why is Calvados here? !

…

After losing his last gun in a public restroom and seeking justice from Bourbon but failing miserably due to his lack of fighting power, Calvados' life seemed to have hit rock bottom.

After spending half a day without a gun, the sniper couldn't stand it anymore: maybe it was because he hadn't received any missions recently and didn't need a gun, the people in logistics were always making excuses, and the approval procedures for issuing guns were frighteningly long.

"Time is really a killer." Calvados lamented the pressure of life in a big city, but refused to be discouraged and continued to inquire through his connections.

How could an outlaw be defeated by just a gun? Hard work pays off, and Calvados finally found a few living gun dealers.

But for some reason, during the years he was away from Tokyo, the rules of the black market had become much stricter - let alone guns, without a reliable middleman, he went through a lot of trouble, but in the end he couldn't even buy a bullet.

"It's incomprehensible, absolutely incomprehensible!" Calvados returned home in a daze. After a long moment of silence, he finally couldn't help but punched the dining table. "Ordinary murderers all have guns, why can't I?"

He really wanted to take on the black market.

However, seeing that Valentine's Day was approaching, and remembering the "very effective Valentine's Day chocolate" that he had accidentally heard about when he was looking for a gun, Calvados hesitated for a moment and decided to come to Chuidu Villa first.

“People will not be unlucky forever, but if a person continues to be unlucky, it means that good things will happen soon.”

A sniper who sometimes has to wait for a target for several months before pulling the trigger at the critical moment stroked his chin and had his own understanding of life: "Since I'm so unlucky with guns, why not change my perspective and pay attention to my love first."

No mistake, just one song, one post, one content, one look!

…

He left without delay. Seeing that Valentine's Day was not far away, Calvados packed his things and rushed to Fukito Villa, which was said to make magical love chocolate, with great expectations for the future.

In addition, while planning his famous trip, he discovered another surprise.

"There's actually a hunting ground here that rents out hunting rifles." Calvados was immediately tempted when he saw the tourist facilities along the way. "I haven't touched a gun for a few days, and my hands are a little stiff. I'm free anyway, so why not go and have some fun for a day and get something to satisfy my craving."

With this in mind, Calvados set out early in the morning and drove all the way to Fukito Villa.

When he came upon the shooting range on the way, he pulled into the hotel and happily planned to rent a shotgun.

However, 5 minutes later, he was politely but firmly rejected by the shop owner: if he wanted to hunt, he must have a gun license. If he didn't have one, he could only go to a nearby shooting range to experience bow and arrow shooting.

Calvados: “…”

An organizational cadre who was so happy that his happiness was thwarted wanted to shoot this ignorant store owner in the head and teach him a lesson about the cost of false advertising.

...However, he didn't have a gun now, but the store owner had a lot of them.

Faced with the other party's apologetic smile, Calvados, in line with the principle of since he was already here, suppressed his surging murderous intent, rented a set of bow and arrows, and silently ran to shoot at the target.

However, the management of this store was really poor, and there was ice on the target. Calvados shot an arrow in anger, but the arrow popped out like a meteor and went straight towards a passing bus.

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Thanks to the big guys for the [monthly tickets] (σ≧▽≦)σ.