The Regional Cup Youth Tennis Competition, the primary school group final is in progress.

"Come on Yangyang!"

Xiao Yi stood in the first row of the audience to cheer for Luoyang, who was playing.

Qin Ou's twenty-four filial father was holding an umbrella for Qin Yi, afraid that the white and red baby would tan. She was watching the battle with Coke. Luoyang was in good condition!

Luo Tian and Ma Xin were also standing in the first row, watching the game nervously. SCI and everyone came to cheer for Luoyang. There were also other young contestants in their school district, as well as teachers and classmates.

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang sat in the stands halfway. Zhan Zhao held a can of drink in his hand, analyzing the psychological situation of Luoyang and his little opponent.

"Cat." Bai Yutang yawned, "The child's psychology should not be within the scope of psychology, right?"

"Ah, this research topic has been very popular recently!" Zhan Zhao immediately became excited when he mentioned this major. A bunch of terms that were being researched recently made Bai Yutang dizzy.

"Brother, do you eat cold drinks?" Bai Chi took a plastic bag of cold drinks and walked over to share them.

"Chichi, what's the match?" Zhan Zhao asked.

"Now it's the second set, three to one, Yang Yang just broke the opponent's serve."

"Is it a kid who won two games in three games?" Bai Yutang calculated the time, "Yang Yang serves in this game and kills him in one go!"

Zhan Zhao nodded too.

Not far away, Zhao Hu and Ma Han also came. They just went to prepare for the equipment they needed to set off. Yesterday, Zhan Zhao and Zhao Jue contacted each other. They took off tonight and would arrive early tomorrow morning.

"Everything is ready." Zhao Hu sat down in front of Zhan Zhao and the others and asked Gongsun in front, "How is it?"

"Now, the winning rate is 90%!" Gongsun was very confident that Yangyang would win.

Ma Han also sat down. At this time, a few boys who looked like middle school students came over and asked Ma Han, "Oh, brother, borrow a fire."

Ma Han looked at them and shook his head, "No."

"Then what are you holding in your hand?" The three teenagers seemed a little dissatisfied and pointed to the lighter in Ma Han's hand.

"Oh, little devil!" Zhao Hu glared, "Are you an adult? You smoke? You are still hiring fire from the police. Which school is from?"

Several children were startled and ran away quickly.

"The children nowadays are really..." Bai Chi shook his head.

Zhan Zhao took a look at the good opportunity now, so he jumped down the stairs, sat next to Ma Han, and looked at him with a smile.

Ma Han was startled by him. When Zhan Zhao smiled like a cat to someone, it was basically either splitting or fission, he subconsciously moved a little bit away.

"Oh, Brother Ma." Zhan Zhao reached out and patted him on the shoulder, "Talk about it!"

"What are you talking about?" Ma Han asked tremblingly.

"For example, this lighter." Zhan Zhao pointed and said, "Who gave it? It's very precious."

"Oh." Ma Han seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and said with a lighter, "It was sent by the person who taught me to shoot."

Zhan Zhao narrowed his eyes slightly, "Teaching you to shoot?"

"Yeah." Ma Han nodded, "It's him who tells me that he will be a sniper in the future, the enlightenment teacher... and so on."

"Hey, Brother Ma, you see, waiting for time is so boring, why don't you tell that story to listen!" Zhan Zhao asked with interest.

"What story?" This time it was Ma Han's turn to be confused.

At the same time, I heard a burst of cheers. It turned out that Yang Yang successfully saved his serve, four to one, and victory was in sight!

"Tsk tsk." Zhan Zhao pulled Bai Yutang, who was dozing off behind, and asked him to sit on the other side of Ma Han.

Bai Yutang had no choice but to attack Zhan Zhao left and right. Ma Han was so nervous and looked around, "What do you want to know?"

"Of course I'm teaching you the story of firing the first shot!" Zhan Zhao asked seriously, "Let me tell me? What kind of person is that?"

"Well, he is the strongest sniper in the world." Ma Han began to recall the first meeting that year. "It's no story, it's just a coincidence. When I was a child, I participated in Xiali camp with Xinxin. Is the girl timid? Xinxin doesn't look at ghosts and is worried. At the critical moment, she still needs someone to accompany her when she goes to the barren mountains and forests to go to the toilet in the middle of the night."

"How old are you?" Zhan Zhao wondered.

"Well, seven years old...the summer camp in the first year of elementary school." Ma Han recalled, "After I was sending Xinxin back to the tent, I just lay down when I heard the 'bang' sound, I got up and went looking for the sound."

"You mean you are seven years old?" Bai Chi opened his eyes wide, "Will you go and see when you hear the gunshot?"

Ma Han nodded, "Then it's an instinctive reaction to hear a strange sound."

Bai Yutang and Bai Jintang both nodded and said - this is natural!

Bai Chi flattened his mouth, and Zhao Zhen touched his head aside, signaling him to ignore these non-humans.

"I ran to the woods, ran very far, and finally saw a man with a gun." Ma Han recalled, "Well, he signaled me not to speak at that time. I saw him aiming at a pheasant."

"And what did you do?"

"I walked over and lifted his gun barrel a little." Seeing that everyone looked at him in confusion, Ma Han shrugged, "There are many pheasants on the tree, all sleeping. But I saw that there was a pheasant nest behind the one he was aiming at, and there might be a small pheasant inside. Is there no need to cause joint damage, so I asked him to hit the male pheasant at the highest point."

"How far is the distance?" Bai Yutang interrupted and asked.

Ma Han thought for a while, "I think about it now, "it looks like two or three hundred meters."

Everyone was silent for a while and said in unison, "The eyesight is so good."

"What then?" Zhan Zhao asked.

"He was very kind and handed me the gun and asked me if I wanted to try it. He also taught me how to load bullets, how to hold and aim, how much recoil is, and how far the range is." After Ma Han said that, he shook his head, "Actually, he told me about the elements of the shooting that night, and then let me judge for myself."

"What's the result?" Zhao Hu was very curious.

"I hit that pheasant."

Bai Chi was surprised, "So amazing."

"But the pheasant fell and hit the chicken coop." Ma Han smiled, "He told me that there were seven pheasants in that tree, four birds and three bird nests. Only the one he aimed at first could not cause any joint damage."

Everyone raised their eyebrows, "It's really amazing!"

"What's next?" Zhan Zhao asked.

"He talked to me for a while and taught me something, such as how important the details are when shooting, and it takes more time to observe and wait than aiming. When shooting, you have to integrate with the gun. You can't feel your body, you can only feel the wind." Ma Han said, "I don't know how long I have been chatting. Xinxin seemed to wake up and find that I was missing and started crying. After waking up the instructor, all the teachers went to the mountains to look for it.

"He left?" Zhan Zhao regretted, "Did you remember to ask him the name?"

Ma Han shook his head, "When he left, he asked me to keep the secret, and said... I should be a sniper in the future."

"Wait a minute." Zhao Hu heard some doubts, "When will the lighter be given to you? Have you seen him again?"

"Yeah." Ma Han nodded, "It's been more than ten years before I became a real sniper. He had been visiting me. Time was uncertain, and it would happen once a year or two. He suddenly appeared at any time and anywhere, going hunting with me, practicing guns at the shooting range, or going to the rooftop for simulation training. I once thought he was a sniper instructor."

"Isn't he?" Zhan Zhao frowned slightly.

"The last time he came to see me, I told him he had been accepted by the sniper team," said Ma Han. "He gave me this lighter after playing one last game with me. He said, 'Bullets will not stay, they will penetrate everything. Good snipers, avoid joint damage.' From then on, I knew that now, he has not appeared again."

As a policeman, Bai Yutang nodded with great appreciation, "It's a pretty good enlightenment."

"But I didn't find him on the list of famous snipers in the police industry later." Ma Han shook his head.

"What is his appearance and what is his name?" Bai Jintang asked.

"When I first saw him, he was still very young, maybe around thirty years old, with black hair neither long nor short, handsome, tall and thin, and very agile. He was always black, with a weird temperament and steady temperament, and was taciturn. Now he should be in his fifties." Ma Han smiled, "The last time I saw him, he was still the handsome uncle, and he looked young and had a very good figure." As he said, he pointed to Zhan Zhao, "Some of his kind are like your father, but he is a little wilder and has a beard."

Zhan Zhao touched his chin, thought about his father's temperament, and then took a sexy beard... Tsk tsk! That sniper should be of super strength.

"What's the name?" Da Ding and Xiao Ding inexplicably thought of a person and asked, "Is there a piece of his left ear missing?"

Ma Han smiled slightly, "Do you know?"

"No?" The twins were shocked.

"What's wrong?" Zhan Zhao wondered.

"That person is Eleven, usually called E," Bai Jintang helped answer, "the first place in the professional killer's card, the strongest sniper."

"Eleven?" Zhan Zhao didn't quite understand, "Eleven? What does it mean?"

"Records of instant kills." Ma Han looked up, "He had worked as a mercenary to participate in street fighting, creating a sniper record that no one could break, killing 11 people in one second, and he got his name from then on."

"He is indeed very famous. It is said that some tribal wars in the Middle East that are popular in bloody revenge often hire snipers. He is the god of victory to the employer, and the god of death to the enemy." Bai Yutang frowned at Ma Han, "But he taught you to shoot, and he cared for you for more than ten years as if he was a disciple. Then you came to be a policeman, and you might have to chase him in the future?"

Ma Han nodded, laughing weakly, and also felt that this was a little ironic, and nodded, "So he has never come to see me again since I became a policeman."

Jiang Ping brought a laptop computer and searched, "Wow, Brother Ma, do you know how many people you, the enlightenment teacher, have killed in total? It's simply a monument to a professional killer."

Ma Han smiled bitterly, "But I heard that he may be dead."

"How did you die?" Zhan Zhao had no idea how he wanted to see this person. It was so regretful that he died.

"I have heard of it, too." Xiao Ding said, "This incident was rumored to be very rumored back then. It is said that E killed the boss of an organization. The organization is very powerful. It specially collected a large number of snipers from all over the world to train them, and hunted E for a lot of money. In the end, a killer named ghost succeeded and killed E."

Mahan nodded, "Same as I heard."

"ghost?" Zhan Zhao frowned, "Ghost?"

Bai Yutang looked up at him, and the two of them understood each other's eyes. This time they went to T City to catch the so-called "ghost". Zhao Jue also specifically mentioned that he wanted to bring Ma Han, the sniper and that lighter, and said that the ghost had something to do with Ma Han... Could it be that Zhao Jue wanted them to deal with the professional killer named ghost this time? He dispatched the entire SCI to catch a killer? When did Zhao Jue become so meddling in business? Or was the unobtrusive professional killer who messed with him... But then again, there was no reason why someone messed with Zhao Jue. Zhao Jue couldn't handle it himself, so he asked them to help.

Zhan Zhao touched his chin and picked the corner of his mouth, and said to himself, "It's so interesting."

"It's interesting, how can I find you if it's not interesting?"

Zhan Zhao was in a daze when he heard a familiar voice in his ear and turned around in shock.
To be continued...