But now, Qin Zhibo believed it.

Black organizations have mastered this technology and are using it to...

Training snipers?

In the projected 3D picture, a speeding train slowly entered the station, and a white man sitting behind one of the windows of the train suddenly had a bullet hole in his forehead, and his head drooped feebly.

The short-haired woman on the elevator on the right raised her sniper rifle and said with a smile: "Six hundred yards, passed."

"People say Kevin Brown will die three times, what do you think?"

The short-haired woman is talking to the person on the elevator next to her. Judging from her body shape, she is a man.

"It's four times."

The man replied gloomily, then picked up the simulated sniper rifle and pointed it at the 3D screen in front of him.

This time the scene switched to an American football field, and the white man who had just been shot to death appeared in the VIP room on the second floor.

Suddenly, a bullet hole appeared next to the white man's chair.

Qin Zhibo also understood this method of simulating sniping, so he probably missed the target.

The target was not hit, and the man on the elevator was stunned for a moment before he slowly lowered the sniper rifle.

"Kekeke..."

"Unfortunately, it seems that I am the only one who can successfully pass the test now~"

The short-haired woman next to him let out a laugh that seemed to bring bad luck, then picked up a sniper rifle and shot at the same target.

However, her shot hit the popcorn bucket next to the target, which was far worse than the male sniper.

"Tch." The woman was also startled for a moment, as if she was a little unconvinced.

But Vodka, who was watching from the platform, had already concluded, "It seems that six hundred yards is the limit."

"Try it again, I will definitely hit the target this time!"

The unconvinced female sniper wanted to do it again, but Gin refused coldly.

"If it's a real target, you won't be given a second chance to snipe him, so there's no need to try again."

"Come down."

Gin's voice echoed in the huge space, appearing more authoritative and unquestionable.

The short-haired woman gritted her teeth, but she could only obey and got off the elevator.

She came to the platform with the man and stood in front of Gin.

"Gin, who is this guy?"

The short-haired woman looked at Qin Zhibo with a not very respectful tone.

Gin replied coldly: "He is a new member of the organization, his name is 'Michael'."

"Michael?" When the short-haired woman heard this, her eyes became even more disdainful, "Does a newcomer who doesn't even have an organization's code name deserve to be here?"

The short-haired woman raised her eyebrows, and the black butterflies tattooed on her eyelids also danced.

Well, after checking her eyes, she was a woman who was ruthless to herself, and even tattooed her sensitive eyelids.

Qin Zhibo looked up and down at this woman, whose slender figure was wearing a black gauze tights and gothic makeup that was not too exaggerated.

The hairstyle is similar to the little girl in "This Killer Is Not Too Cold", except for the completely flat bangs. I seriously doubt that she cut it herself.

"Her name is Chianti, and she is the sniper of the organization."

Gin's attitude was still cold and he ignored Chianti's questioning. However, when Chianti questioned Qin Zhibo's qualifications, the vodka next to him looked a little shocked and couldn't help but sweat for her.

He now really wants to remind Chianti, who is at the same level as him, that this person is a close confidant of "that lord" and we cannot afford to offend him!

But he had no chance, and Ginjiu turned to introduce another person to Qin Zhibo.

"He's Cohen, currently partnered with Chianti."

Qin Zhibo looked at this man who didn't have a strong sense of presence and suddenly looked a little surprised.

Although this man was wearing windproof sunglasses, he also changed into a vest...

But that's the man who met yesterday, Walter Marsh Jr.!

"What? Is there any problem?" Ginjiu saw the slight change in Qin Zhibo's expression and asked.

"No..." Qin Zhibo shook his head, his expression returned to calm, but his heart could not be calm.

I didn't expect that I would meet this person so quickly.

STK's undercover lurking in the organization has a gloomy and cold face, and seems to have a serious, taciturn personality.

Compared with Chianti, who likes to write his inner thoughts on his face, Cohen is very mysterious and it is difficult to guess his inner thoughts.

Unlike Chianti, Cohen showed no expression when faced with the new face of "Michael", as if there was a ball of air in front of him.

Gin continued at this time: "The purpose of bringing you together is to prepare for the next assassination mission."
Chapter completed!