
Agatha still doesn't know
where are they headed now. Obviously, it must be one of the rooms on the floor
sevens. Although curious, the girl did not want to ask at all
Immanuel. The incident that just happened a while ago worked
made him not want to talk for the next few minutes.
Practice room.
It is true what this girl is thinking. The place seems to have been open since
earlier. Immanuel is not taking the key to the training room.
Except the storage room key. Now he began to understand the situation
and the flow of the incident. Not all answer collection processes must be done
by way of asking. There is another option called observation. You can
do it if there is no other choice. It was proven to be quite effective and not
too risky.
All eyes are fixed
to him when they just came in. To both of them, of course. No
there's someone else there except the mafia. This room seems to be
it has been specially prepared for them and no one else can be
down here. The mafia will do whatever they want. And
of course, with the connection and power, it will feel much easier to get it.
“Reacted you.
I thought who it was,” said Fadli.
“Really, I thought people
others dare to enter here,” connect Zean.
Immanuel either
Agatha had no intention of retaliating at all.
Arriving there,
they immediately prepared. Everyone is prepared more precisely. Immanuel has just
bring the weapons they will use for today. There are some things
that doesn't need to be explained, because everyone is used to things
this one is. Starting from how to assemble it to use it.
Everyone seems to
so familiar. No one felt any trouble at all. Even Agatha
feel something similar. Immanuel knows this. The girl's hand
move smartly to assemble weapons. It seems he is used to it too.
It's certain that this isn't the first time the girl has assembled a weapon
like these.
“Since when you
using?” ask Immanuel.
“Using what?”
ask the girl back.
“Weapons like the
you're using it now,” obviously the man.
Hear word
agatha immediately stopped her activities. Though in a moment
done that. Just a few more steps. But it's okay, it can still be
continue again later.
“If I answer
that I've learned how to use a weapon since I was in the academy
politeness, of course they will feel suspicious,” the inner girl in heart.
Logically, he
it is impossible to convey something that has the potential to bring him inside
peril. His natural instincts will seek to protect himself. Nothay
instead throw themselves voluntarily into the crocodile nest. No, he won't
doing so. Luckily Agatha did not answer. He's aware of
what kind of environment is it now.
“It's been a few years
last time,” replied the girl with origin.
“At least you need to
some provisions to protect yourself in this cruel world,”
obviously then.
Immanuel is nodding
agree. This time he agreed with Agatha. I don't know, but what it says
that girl just had a point, too. You'll be out if you keep quiet and
not having any ability. Don't think about this ability to
saving others. Let alone others. In a desperate condition, though
there is something much more difficult than you, you will still choose to
save yourself first.
“Where are you
learned it?” ask Immanuel again.
know about that one!” agatha answered with a stern. Then finish up immediately
his activities were delayed. He was the one who finished the earliest.
Seems now
it was Immanuel's turn to feel disappointed by the girl's answer. He still feels
not getting the right answer. Agatha is not at all fulfilling
expectancies. His wish is not like that.
Actually what is
done by the girl is still not too bad. At least he
still answering though still do not want to expose the real answer.
Rather than Immanuel, he had not even spoken at all earlier. If
looking back, it seemed Agatha was getting the worst position.
Regardless of all
that, they immediately lined up where he had already settled down. Everyone has been
ready. Now is the time. One. Two…. Three….
DOR!!! DOR!!! DOR!!!
Some gunshots
heard at the same time. Agatha could still hear her voice
a tad. He already uses soundproofing in his ears.
It hasn't been long
shoot like this. Last time while chasing a gold shop dropout.
The perpetrator did not heed the orders of the police force and
keep trying to escape. There is no other choice except
shot him in the leg. That way, it would be the same as paralyzing his movements.
There is satisfaction in itself
in his heart when the fast-moving hot lead managed to reach
target point exactly. It seems that it is not only Agatha who feels
thus. But, everyone who shoots as well.
Of everyone's property, though,
for the first experiment the best result was Immanuel and
Agatha. It is undeniable, Immanuel is indeed quite an expert in shooting. Temporal
that, Agatha always ranked second after Arjuna in terms of shooting
if you are in the office. Everyone admits that they are good.
“Wah!!! It's crazy, really,
how can this happen?” fadli Gumam.
It's not just Fadli.
Everyone was stunned by the prowess of the two of them. The bullet succeeded
hitting right at the center of the target point. The shot is accurate. It's hard to
believable.
“Actually your eyes
this is an ordinary human eye or an eagle eye?” ask Zean.
“Do you think?” ask
the girl came back.
Zean shook
his head was not thinking. What he saw was a miracle. Outcome
the perfect.
“Looks like Alexa would
get a new rival here!” chirp Mike who is hoarding
all of a sudden.
“Alexa?” murmuring Agatha.
His forehead looked wrinkled
because confusion. So that both his eyebrows look fused.
“Oh, it looks like we
I have not yet told you who Alexa is. You should have met him
yesterday at the dinner banquet,” explained Fadli.
“Her fault
why didn't you come yesterday!” immanuel sarcasm.
Hearing harsh words
like that, he did not vent his emotions excessively. Agatha only
clucking, while rolling his eyes lazy. Immanuel is always
make him do that.
“Alexa is
the only female mafia in this group, long before you came
come,” Fadli said plainly.
“The main role is
as a sniper,” he added later.
Agatha
still not talking. He deliberately intended to listen to the explanation from the man
that's until it's done. To make everything feel clear.