Three hours later.

In a villa full of European classical charm, the three masterminds who framed the Marcus incident all gathered here.

"You mean an FBI rookie, killing all three of us who we sent out?" Senator Charles said with a gloomy face.

"No."

Sorotov, who was sitting in a wheelchair, explained calmly: "One of them was shot and killed from behind by a shotgun.

The other two were shot and killed by 22-caliber rifles from 200 yards away. It was impossible for Memphis to do it."

This Sorotov is that Sorotov, who killed Marcus's comrade-in-arms Donnie.

As for how he became a cripple in a wheelchair, the answer may be only known by him and a few people.

"You mean...Marcus is still alive?"

He invited Marcus to come out to help and deal with Colonel Johnson, who was leaning against Sorotov, leaned against the dark corner of the wall, with a noticeable shock on his dark face.

Marcus is one of the top snipers, and can easily win the head level from a thousand meters away.

How could Colonel Johnson not be afraid!

"The body of the FBI agent is not on the scene. It is likely that he was rescued by Marcus. Memphis has not returned to the bureau until now. He must be with Marcus. This is not good for us."

As soon as Sorotov finished speaking, Charles' assistant walked in quickly.

He said with a document: "We checked Marcus's communications and bank records and found that he transferred a fixed amount of money to a person every year. After invading the FTD database, he found the address and information.

She is the girlfriend of Marcus's late comrade-in-arms Donnie. Because they are not a husband-and-wife relationship, all previous investigations missed it.

With the relationship between Marcus and her, it is very likely that Marcus will help."

The most important thing now is to capture Marcus. Only when Marcus dies can the incident be completely calmed down and their conspiracy can be successfully achieved.

Now that there is finally news about Marcus, everyone here has changed significantly.

Senator Charles couldn't wait to say, "Since you all know, what are you waiting for? Why don't you hurry up and take the plane?"

Charles is the official representative of the team, and his words have the most say in the team.

The assistant did not dare to be negligent, so he hurriedly left the room and began to prepare personnel, killing Parkwood as quickly as possible, trying to catch Marcus.

When the assistant left the room, the atmosphere in the room fell into depression again.

Can you catch Marcus?

No one dares to be sure!

...

Athens, Tennessee.

Outside an old farm.

Dragon Zhan and Marcus rescued Memphis, but because they did not get enough useful information, they only found some fractions and had to come here to find a way.

"I know that hunting in Tennessee is legal, but what are we doing here? Are we here to hunt and practice shooting skills?" Memphis got out of the car and looked up.

"Here is a legendary man who knows more about guns and users than the Smithwesson Gun Factory.

You don't have to worry too much, you're too nervous. When we were still three miles away, he knew we were here and wouldn't treat us as hunters.

We just need to be polite."

Marcus explained to Memphis while taking the lead in walking into the farm.

(SmithWishen Gun Factory, the largest pistol manufacturer in the United States.)

"Okay, OK."

When Memphis heard that the person he was going to meet was so awesome, his eyes immediately brought respect and expectation.

"The legendary old ordnance master? He must have reached the pinnacle of the firearms. If he can be brought to the company, even if he is just a consultant and lecture, it will bring immeasurable benefits to the company."

Long Zhan's desire to restrain talents was ready to move, and he quietly started to fight Xiao Jiujiu in his heart.

As Marx said.

The old ordnapped man knew that Long Zhan and the others were coming long ago, and had already opened the valve in advance and sat upright on the sofa in the living room waiting.

As soon as Long Zhan and the other two walked outside the door, the old ordnapped man took the initiative to say hello: "The three of you are here from afar, what do you want to look for here?"

The old ordnapped worker was straightforward and looked like an old man who was cheerful.

“Look for wisdom.”

Marcus played the Ridder Man.

"Then you came to the wrong place and you can leave." The old ordnapped very much, so he immediately lowered his face and started to drive people away.

"Let's find the answer."

Long Zhan saw that the old ordnance worker was a "straight man", and he clearly expressed his purpose.

The old ordnapped man looked up and observed Long Zhan. His calm face calmed down slightly. He put on his glasses and asked, "What answer do you want to find?"

Long Zhan turned his head and looked at Marcus, meaning that he would express it.

Marcus is the party involved in the incident, and his statement will be clearer.

"If I want the bullets fired by one sniper rifle to be exactly the same ballistic data as the other one, is it possible?"

Marcus knew the temper of the old mechanic and finally chose to answer honestly.

"Come on, sit down first, all three of them."

Marcus's problem is a bit difficult, which makes the old ordnapped a lot of interest.

When Long Zhan and the other two found a place to sit down, the old ordnapped man said: "If you can make the bullets fired through the first sniper rifle leave no traces, you can fake patterns on them.

However, no one has done this for a long time, and this technology is almost lost."

The old ordnapped man's meaning is very clear.

If you want the bullet data fired by two guns, you can only do it through forgery.

It is also necessary to ensure that forged bullets are accepted. After a normal excitation and fire, no traces left on the bullet head are left by the rotation friction affected by the rifle of the barrel before it is released.

Under normal circumstances, this is impossible.

As long as the bullet is fired from the muzzle, it will definitely rub against the lumen and leave traces, even smoothbore guns will also be there.

In the tone of an old ordnapped worker, it seems that there was such a magical technology before.

Long Zhan never heard of this forgery technique and couldn't wait to ask: "What do you mean, has anyone ever made such a forgery successfully?"

“No need to have been, there is now.”

Memphis's results topic said: "The bullets taken from the Archbishop have been severely deformed under the impact of the skull, but the FBI has made technical identification.
Chapter completed!