
The octo hangs two meters above ground level. With his current condition it was difficult for him to let go of himself. Moreover, his long barrel gun had fallen into a trap hole.
“What are you talking about? isn't it easy for you to just shoot rope? You used to be so easy when you shot all the bears on target without making a mistake. There's no way you're going to shoot the rope wrong,” Octo said.
Despite only getting to know Detective Carl, it seems he already trusts the man. Not suspecting the man in the least.
“You sure you're not afraid if I misfire and make your life float?” Detective Carl repeated the words.
This time he reviewed a thin grin staring at Octo. It's time for him to avenge Leo, for already daring to injure his trusted assistant, precisely the only remaining assistant.
If Leo doesn't exist, he doesn't know if he's going to recruit new assistants. But it seemed that recruiting a new assistant was not an easy matter for him. And as long as he can handle it by himself, he will deal with it all by himself.
“Shoot fast. I know you just want to joke with me. Just shoot. If I miss I won't blame you.” Octo. He believes Detective Carl just wants to test his fears. Unfortunately, he was not afraid of the test at all.
“Alright, that's your request, I'll give you. Don't blame me if I miss.”
Detective Carl then raises his long-barreled rifle.
Dor's! A bullet shot quickly into the air, but unfortunately the bullet did not penetrate the rope that hung Octo, but instead penetrated the tree where the rope was tied.
“You believe not in my words? I'm an expert at shooting from a distance but I'm not good at shooting up close.” Detective Carl towers back his long pineapple rifle on the ground.
“Hiss! You're just messing around. Now quickly shoot the rope.”
Octo knows and can see clearly if Detective Carl accidentally shoots in the wrong direction. He remained unsuspecting at all.
“Don't blame me for missing. I'm also hypermetropy. My vision from close range is not good.”
“Shoot fast!” Octo is impatient.
“You asked.”
Detective Carl again held up the long-barreled rifle. He then pulled the trigger. The bullet casings shot out quickly and scratched Octo's face.
Detective Carl deliberately did that to convince Octo if he was nearsighted.
“Do I need to convince you again?” Without waiting for an answer from Octo, he again fired one shot.
“I didn't expect to be a former prisoner affected by hypermetropy like you. Very amusing. Shoot again now.” Octo chuckles at Detective Carl's attitude. Maybe that guy was a little crazy.
“This time I'm serious, get ready.”
Detective Carl then re-raised his long barrel and a bullet while penetrating Octo's shoulder.
Akhs! Octo grimaced in pain when he felt pain and extreme pain in his chest.
“Hey! Are you real nearsighted or accidentally shoot me?” scatter Octo, this time he feels Detective Carl did it on purpose.
“I told you. You asked for it yourself. All right, I'll show you again to prove it.”
Now Detective Carl again raises his long-barreled rifle, then throws a bullet into Octo's head.
“You're crazy!” Fortunately, Octo could have dodged it if not the bullet had already penetrated his head.
In that instant, he realized that Detective Carl was not an ordinary prisoner. But he's something.
“Tell me who you really are?”
Detective Carl changed his position and sat down near Octo. He casually takes out the pearls of Amy, Isabelle and Bella. He counted the number of pearls in front of Octo.
Of course, it caught Octo's attention. The pearl was familiar to him.
“Where did you get that pearl?”
“This? Are you familiar with this? Or maybe it's yours? Yours left somewhere?” Detective Carl stands up and approaches Octo.
He then showed all the pearls to Octo.
Octo's face changed after seeing the pearl.
It's the pearl I gave to the three women I killed. How could it be on him?