[Comprehensive] Hero Dogma

Bucky pointed out the three sniper spots he detected. I looked at them one by one with a telescope, and they were all well chosen. Whether it was the direction of subsequent escape or the concealment of the ambush sniper, all the spots that could affect the mission are all taken into account.

I have to admit that even I couldn't have picked a better sniping spot.

"The source of the weapon?"

I only have a fruit knife on me, and Bucky has no weapons on him. Otherwise, I think even if a girl lives in a world that only looks at her face, she would not be able to let a dangerous person with a gun into the house.

Although it is not impossible to stab the target with a fruit knife, but...

"here."

Bucky pulled out a steak knife with some dipping sauce on it.

I picked up my binoculars and had no trouble spotting a thriving steakhouse two buildings next door to our target building.

"Okay." I opened the bag and asked Bucky to put the steak knife in, at least it's better than the fruit knife, "then our goal is next... 15 years ago."

Because it is an assassination contract that has not been resolved for many years, the character information and so on are still 15 years ago and have not been updated. The photos seem to be cut out from newspapers. The protagonist in it smiles very decently at the camera. See He looks like a dog.

"It is said here that his name is Dustin O'Brien. On the surface, he is a shipping tycoon who has risen in the past ten years. In fact, most of his wealth is earned by smuggling, illegally transporting arms, drugs, or rare animals and plants. etc."

According to this speed of wealth accumulation, after 15 years of money rolling, he must have been on the ranking of the XX billionaires.

"He seems to be inclined to hire refugees who fled to the United States after the war or Asians and blacks who were severely excluded and discriminated against in the United States. He has expressed his position against racial discrimination in public several times, so his image has always been good to the outside world. .”

I have to say this is a pretty smart guy, not to mention hiring these discriminated ethnic groups to make a name for himself, if these people get caught in the process of his smuggling business, it will only make ordinary people think "this People are just mud that can't support the wall." It's just a sigh.

As for the people he employs, they are discriminated against. It is not easy to find a job to support their families. "White people are responsible) they can only recognize it.

"So generally speaking, what we want to kill is a guy with an excellent external reputation, super rich, and there will be a bunch of bodyguards escorting him when he goes out, and there are people coming and going around his house at any time, and it is almost impossible to find a guy who has time to be alone. And because He has a good reputation and a rich son, if he really dies, it will definitely cause a huge shock, the police and politicians will hope to catch the murderer, and it is estimated that the case will be investigated with the strongest efforts."

I rolled up the material again, pinched it in my hand like a teacher holding a baton, and slapped it on the palm of my left hand one by one.

"Our goal is to get rid of Dustin without causing conflict. The fewer people who see us, the easier it is to get out. The weapon part is...five steak knives, no backup, no technical support, and no aftermath."

Oh, wipe!So exciting!

I really wanted to kick down the door of Dustin's house, and kill in and out with a kitchen knife. Anyway, chopping up all the witnesses doesn't mean there are no witnesses!

No, stop it!

I patted my chest and breathed a sigh of relief──Calm down, Enzo, you are a senior assassin now, you must take good care of Bucky until he completely shakes off the hydra on the back of his ass, you must not act impulsively, you must follow the long-term plan step by step ...

"No problem, I've got the target person's calendar for the next week."

With his expressionless face, Bucky took out a stack of photocopies. On it was a week's itinerary clearly written in black and white. The schedule was very tight, with one activity following the next. Rich and famous people are different.

"According to his itinerary for the next week, I think this period and this period of time are the most suitable for hands-on. A small charity party held in his own home can be ambushed and attacked from the sniper point, or directly mixed with the staff. Or you can If you choose the second time point, the target will go to the pier to inspect the goods, and if you choose the pier, you can use the cover of the container to attack, the second option should be more suitable."

Still without any emotion, I finished my opinion in a straightforward manner. I don't know when I knelt down in front of Bucky.

"What’s wrong with you?"

"It's okay, I just feel the cruelty of time, and at the same time realize how small I am."

When I was repeatedly thawed and frozen, Bucky was better than blue, and I was completely left with the role of an emotional placebo?

"Don't worry." I felt a hand touch my hair, and Bucky's cold voice said, "I'll protect you."

"Bucky..." I couldn't describe in words how moved I was.

"Enzo is a mission assistant, and it will be troublesome if he dies." Bucky explained the reason seriously, and finally emphasized again, "Protect the mission assistant, standard operation rules."

"..."

Three days later, I directly used a paring knife (I don't want to use the steak knife he brought! Never!) to kill Dustin's men. Feed the knife into the mouth of pseudo-philanthropic entrepreneur Dustin.

"Mission Accomplished"

I purposely walked to the side of the cargo ship that Dustin was waiting for today with heavy steps, completely ignoring Bucky's unhappy gaze behind me, and concentrated on picking the lock with two metal rods.

What big baby would let this guy bring twenty or thirty bodyguards to escort him?

When I picked the lock, I thought I would see the whole ship full of valuables such as ivory or oriental cultural relics, but the entire container was empty, except for a small inconspicuous iron box in the farthest corner.

Whoops, looks like I've found something great.

Job Change No.30 Seven Steps

"Let's see what the hell this is."

I dragged the box out, unexpectedly this thing is not heavy at all, on the contrary it is extremely light!I almost flipped over because of too much force.

"Be careful."

Bucky braced my back so I wouldn't roll over with me and the box.

"Thanks."

I regained my footing and lifted the box up to signal for Bucky to leave with me. I don't know how the police and the news will report this, but as long as it doesn't involve the two of us, it's fine.

Flipping back to our temporary shelter, I was about to pry the boxes open when Bucky stopped me.

"It might be dangerous, don't drive here."

He pointed to the next room, where the real owners of the room lived, the two young sisters.I nodded and moved my hands away from the box to hang it in the center of the room.

"Listen to you. Then what can you do?" My eyes fell on his left arm, and a wonderful thought popped in, "Your arm should have the function of X-ray, right?"

I was answered by Bucky's stare.

"Okay, okay, pretend I didn't say it." I shrugged and held up my hands in surrender, "But seriously, a smuggler who puts an entire container with just this little thing must be because of this little thing. The value of the stuff is more expensive than the last entire container!”

"Diamond?" Bucky's eyes lit up, "If it's a diamond, then you don't have to worry about the travel expenses and other expenses afterwards."

I also think the same way. If there are precious metals such as gold, diamonds, and gemstones in it, I can directly exchange cash on the black market, and then go to a country with less technologically advanced technology. By then, spending money to buy an identity is just a matter of throwing money away. , After a year or two, it will be whitewashed, and no one will remember us.

"Hmm, could it be something like the Cosmic Rubik's Cube?"

I compared the size of the Rubik's Cube, and it seems that it can indeed be stuffed into this box.But when I saw Bucky's gloomy expression, I immediately changed my statement:

"Of course, if it's a high-risk item like the Rubik's Cube, it must be tightly guarded, and it won't just be packed in a random iron box."

"Yeah." Bucky nodded, his face softened a little.

"Otherwise... shall we drive outside?"

I kicked the box with my toes, jumped out together with Bucky who picked it up with one hand and turned the window outwards, found a house where no one was there, crossed the fence and opened the box in the backyard of someone else’s house after preparation great cause.

"Get ready—"

I got another bucket so if anything happens (burns! explodes!) at least I can splash water on it...should help a bit.

"open!"

With a twist of Bucky's metal arm, the top cover of the box was torn off directly. The contents inside neither exploded nor blinded by golden light. It just lay there quietly, completely harmless.

"What is this?" I picked up the goods in the box. It was a round object, about the size of a palm, and it could be picked up. There were some things floating inside that didn't look like water or gas.

It still looks pretty, those things.

"It's glowing..."

Bucky stared at the ball in my hand and muttered something I couldn't understand.

"Glow? But I don't look like it."

I approached the ball carefully, or is it just a dangling air mass (water ripple?) How can there be light?

An idea came to me, but