The Schoolgirl Secret Agent

2506 Chapter 2506: Target killed. Written by Sha Shen himself

Bernie’s words made beryl scream, “Uncle, your criminal police force is so powerful! Can’t they stop her alone?”

Beryl couldn’t believe it.

Bernie Sighed, shook his head, and didn’t say anything else.

At this time, the director of the International Intelligence platform walked in from outside the villa.

“Bernie, how is she?”The director asked worriedly.

“So far, I haven’t found any news. There are surveillance cameras everywhere inside and outside my villa. Unless Sha Shen comes down from the sky, no matter how capable she is, my subordinates will definitely find her before she enters the living room!”

On this point, Bernie was very confident.

…

On the roof of Bernie’s villa.

A petite figure had just taken a helicopter and jumped down from thousands of meters in the air.

That petite figure controlled the wind speed, humidity, and any factors and conditions that would affect the accuracy of her landing destination.

Within five seconds before landing, she opened the parachute and landed on the roof of Bernie’s villa with perfect accuracy.

After landing on the roof, Yun Jian kept the parachute as fast as she could. She moved silently and stuck herself to the wall of the roof.

There was only one special police officer on patrol on the roof of the house.

When Yun Jian landed, she had timed it perfectly. When she landed, she stuck herself to the wall and the special police officer walked to the side. The shadow of Yun Jian was the blind spot that the special police officer could not see.

Bernie was indeed not a simple person.

This kind of thing like landing from the sky and sneaking in was almost unheard of on the road. However, for the sake of safety, Bernie still sent a special agent on patrol to walk around the eaves of the villa.

Yun Jian leaned against the wall and followed behind the special agent, walking around the barrier.

Just when the special agent just happened to walk to the place where the group of special agents patrolling under the villa could not see, yun Jian silently rolled toward the special agent’s location.

He quickly placed his hand on Yun Jian’s head like an eagle’s claw, and the other hand covered his mouth from behind.

In almost a second, the Hand Yun Jian placed on his head slid over his neck, and with a crack, it bent his neck.

After dragging him to a dark place, Yun Jian stuck his hand on the corner of the wall to check the sound of the stairs.

After confirming that there was no one there, Yun Jian climbed onto the wall with one hand and hung his body in the air by the window under the eaves. With the other hand, he unlocked the locked window at lightning speed and rolled into the window.

With Yun Jian’s action just now, if the special police on patrol heard the sound of the wind and grass, they would be discovered.

However, at this moment, no one heard a sound.

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In the living room of the villa.

Bernie was still standing there.

At this moment, the sound of the special police shouting came from outside the house, “It’s, it’s the Sha God! The Sha God is here! The Sha God has been discovered! ! !”

Hearing this, Bernie turned around and instructed the six shareholders, “Stay here and don’t move.”He held his pistol and rushed out of his villa at the fastest speed.

“Captain! It’s not the Sha God! Go back! We’ve fallen into a trap!”Just as he rushed to the scene where the sound came from, the screaming special police officer was holding a butterfly knife in his hand. He widened his eyes and screamed.

Bernie roared and ran back to the living room as fast as he could in his life. He only saw his niece, Belil, and the director of the International Intelligence Platform Center paralyzed on the ground, their bodies trembling.

The six target Shakyamuni, the six shareholders of the International Intelligence Platform Center, had already fallen in the waves of blood, their eyes wide open.

On the wooden table, there was a piece of white paper with words written on it. The white paper was nailed to the wooden table by a dagger.

Bernie’s heart trembled. He quickly walked forward, only to see the words written in red ink on the white paper. The words were free and easy, but they gave people a sense of fear and horror:

‘target killed, hand-written by the Sharpshooter.’