In the observation hall, the emotions of the people who were held hostage by the red Siamese cat were not high.

"How did you get caught?" Gray Plains asked in a low voice.

In fact, the red Siamese cats were not allowed to speak. But after they've been imprisoned for more than an hour, the Red Siamese robbers have actually acquiesced - even they're actually sitting in the observation hall, smoking cigarettes and playing cards, and the loser at the end of each game will be the only one who needs to keep an eye on everyone in the next game.

What this means is that the journalists who are kept in solitary confines are not being monitored at all – and while they may not be able to do much if they are left unattended, this is still a rare form of slackness.

"Sorry......" Before anyone could explain the situation, Yuan Tai had already lowered his head in frustration.

“？” Gray Plains raised his eyebrows.

"Because Motota sneezed......" Ayumi said helplessly. The air conditioner was too cold, and then Genta sneezed and was discovered......"

"Are they exactly there?" Gray Plains pursed her lips in thought. "But if it's just one sneeze, the probability of catching up with that person over there shouldn't be that great......"

Moreover, even if Yuantai and their side may have happened to have someone passing by due to some special factors, she herself has been staying in the TV room, and judging from the results of her current observation, they are definitely not enough to allow some people to hang out...... How unlucky is it to be found out by someone who happens to be passing by?

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside the observation hall door—the footsteps were quite hurried, far exceeding the cadence of normal walking. And such an abnormal cadence immediately attracted everyone's attention, and even the robbers who were originally playing cards set their eyes on the door.

“Boss！” With a somewhat embarrassed voice, a robber with a red Siamese cat walked in briskly carrying a thousand feathers who did not resist. "I caught a little jerk!"

“Cat F？” The leader's eyes flashed with astonishment. "It's ...... Didn't you get caught before? ”

"yes," Cat F said through gritted teeth. "I just heard a noise in the ventilation duct, so I took a look, and I saw that this kid was there."

"Oh my God," squinted his eyes, and the leader slammed his playing cards on the table, stood up, and walked in the direction of Cat F. "Let's see, it turns out that this is our young and promising little warrior, ah?"

Qian Yu didn't react and seemed to faint.

"Did you do anything to him?" The leader frowned. "You're not dead, are you?"

"It's just a uniform," Cat F shook his head. "Do you want to kill them?"

"......" The leader frowned, but didn't say anything. Let's do it first, what about the others? ”

"I don't know." Cat F shakes his head. "So what to do with this kid?"

"I should have said before I came here what to do if someone gets into trouble, right?" The leader gestured impatiently. "If there are any rebels, they will be locked up with those reporters and strictly guarded."

"Okay." Cat F nodded, and then carried Qian Yu to the semi-enclosed space where the reporter was.

But just as Cat F was halfway through, he suddenly listened.

Behind him, the ringleader had already pulled out his gun and aimed it at Cat F.

"What's wrong?" Cat F was startled and hurriedly asked.

"What do you say?" The leader asked rhetorically. "I want to know, who are you?"

"Boss, what are you talking about?" Cat F was surprised. "Why don't I understand?"

Immediately afterward, Cat F saw that the other members of the Red Siamese Cat also seemed to wake up from a dream, and some of them took out their weapons without organization and aimed them at Cat F.

"......" Cat F's expression seemed incredulous. You guys...... What are you going to do? ”

Before the leader could answer, several moving objects caught the eye of the members of the Red Siamese Cat - several small balls fell out of Chiba's mouth and landed on the ground.

"Bang!" Explosions rang out one after another, and the thick smoke completely hid the figures of Cat F and Chiha.

In the smoke, Chiba was thrown to the ground not far away by Kidd, and then landed lightly on the ground in a coma posture that seemed to be deep unconscious before, and took out the Traceless Umbrella. "What's going on?"

"I don't know!" Kidd still retains the Cat F attire. "I should have no problem dressing up......"

"What now?" Qian Yu asked.

"Calm down......," Kidd leaned down. They haven't shot yet......"

"I didn't expect it to be you, Kidd the Thief." The leader's cold voice rang out. "You pretended to be really similar, I was almost deceived by you."

Kidd seemed to think about something, then tilted his head to the side and sarcastically. "Oh, yes—"

Before Kidd could finish speaking, he suddenly tilted his head to the side in the opposite direction, and before Qianyu could react to what was going on, the gunshots rang out.

"Yes, you can dodge?" The ringleader's voice rang out in a little surprise.

"......" Qian Yu looked at Kidd, whose expression was obviously palpitating, and probably guessed what had just happened. I'm afraid that the ringleader, after hearing Kidd's voice, immediately locked on to the location where Kidd was making the sound, and then shot at that position.

Chiba was actually curious about where the boss had shot him, and Kidd's actions were basically a safety measure that took into account the leader's possible countermeasures: he tilted his head to the side before he began to speak, so that the direction of the voice would mislead the leader's judgment of Kidd's location. 80% of the people will shoot directly at the location where Kidd is heard and the remaining 19% will probably choose to shoot directly below where the sound is being heard - if Kidd is actually standing there, they will be aiming at Kidd's trunk. Even if Kidd was able to avoid a possible shot to the head in advance by tilting his head, the trunk would not be so easily deviating from the central axis of his body. Another 0.99% of neuropaths may predict in advance that Kidd's head is not in the direction of the speech, and shoot about 15 centimeters to the left or right of the sound sound.

And Kidd took into account all these situations at the same time, and immediately tilted his head in the opposite direction after speaking, even the most advanced neurotic prediction of these three thoughts would never have guessed Kidd's position.

Of course, it is indeed possible to predict Kidd's actual location if it is not in the range of the above 99.99% of people, but there is no such wise wonder here.