“The success rate of an assassination attempt on the road is very low.”
“There are many patrol cars on the streets now, and Lance’s car is also specially made. He only needs to hold on for a little while, and a large number of police officers will arrive, along with his own men.”
“Even with explosives, it’s very difficult for us to get close to his car. His men will shoot at us regardless of their own lives.”
“And his driver can just keep driving without stopping. It’s very difficult for us to blow him up during a chase.”
“In the end, there’s a high probability that we’ll all be finished, but we might not be able to take him out.”
Lance’s convoy had been attacked more than once, but so far, the only one that had come close to succeeding had still fallen far short.
So, from the very beginning, the option of directly attacking Lance’s convoy was completely discarded.
Bringing it up now was just to make it seem like there were more options, but in reality, there weren’t that many choices from the start.
Gorry rubbed his temples hard and stated his analysis, “So my idea still leans towards the moment he gets in or out of the car at the bank.”
“Whether he’s getting out of the car to go back into his bank, or coming out of the bank to get into his bulletproof car, he will be exposed for about three to five seconds.”
“These three to five seconds are enough for us to take him out.”
Lance walked very fast. Before he even left the bank, the car door would be opened.
Counting from the moment the new company’s main door was opened, he would be completely exposed in the firing environment. From then until he was completely inside the car, it would only be three to five seconds.
A few steps, and he’s in the car. He never dawdles.
And it’s the same when he goes back.
His subordinate pulls the door open, and he will go out directly and quickly return to the company. Unlike some people who like to stand by the car for a while after getting out.
Lance didn’t have this hobby. He would bend over to get out of the car and then stride towards the new company’s main door.
The security guards around him would also naturally stick close behind him, covering his back. In this situation, it’s almost impossible to kill Lance with a single sniper shot that has to pass through two people.
As for why someone sticks to his back when he returns, but no one protects his front when he comes out, that’s because if someone blocked his front, it would not only slow him down but might also force him to follow someone else’s pace.
But if the security guard sticks to his back, there are no such worries.
So they only had one chance, and that was the moment Lance came out of the bank. They had three seconds to aim, pull the trigger, and then, whether they hit or not, retreat immediately.
He told this plan to Bandy, and Bandy expressed his support.
There was no other choice but to support, because he had no other methods.
The two of them walked around the vicinity and finally found an apartment building diagonally opposite the new company, which had a good line of sight for shooting.
More importantly, there were apartments for rent in this building.
Gorry did not show his face. He had someone else do it. After renting an apartment on the fifth floor, the key was handed to him.
He and the sniper came to the apartment at two or three o’clock in the middle of the night. The manager was leaning against a chair with his head tilted, already in a deep sleep, and did not react at all to the two people with long backpacks on their backs.
It wasn’t until the sound of the elevator being used that he vaguely saw two figures.
These two figures did not make him think too much. He wiped the drool from his mouth, changed to a more comfortable position, and fell asleep again.
The two entered the reserved apartment. The sniper immediately set up his sniper rifle, then leaned against the window, closed his eyes, and fell asleep just like that.
Gorry made do on the bed for a night. The mattress in this apartment was not good, which made him sleep very uncomfortably.
When he got up in the morning, the sniper was already there, calibrating his scope.
From here to the main door of Lance’s new company was about 170 to 180 meters. At such a close distance, the effect of low wind speed could be disregarded.
However, to avoid strong winds, the sniper still placed a small anemometer outside, the kind that many children play with.
This kind of thing was very common, not rare, and no one would be interested in it.
From the time he fired the gun to the time Lance was shot, it would take about 0.25 seconds. Lance’s pace was very fast. He could walk about two steps forward, and his position would move about 80 centimeters.
Eighty centimeters at a distance of more than a hundred meters might be a very small angle for him, but it was precisely such a very small angle that could cause this assassination attempt to fail.
He constantly adjusted his shooting posture, and after checking the chamber, he dry-fired a few times.
After finding a perfectly comfortable position, he set up his sniper rifle and then began to eat.
Neither of them spoke, just quietly stared at the street outside Lance’s company.
If he needed to leave, his car would be parked outside the main door a little in advance. As long as they saw Lance’s car, it meant that he was about to come out.
Until morning, they had not seen Lance come out. There was no communication between the two. They were both doing their own things.
Around noon, there was a sudden knock on the apartment door. The two of them immediately became alert and also took out their personal weapons.
“Who’s there?” Gorry pointed to the other side of the door. They stood on both sides of the door.
If someone rushed in from outside, then this person would definitely be caught in a crossfire.
The voice from outside was unfamiliar. “I’m the manager. Are you the new tenants?”
“You have to pay the sanitation fee, gas fee, water fee, electricity fee, and management fee in advance.”
He listed several charges in a row. Gorry opened the door a crack, but did not remove the security chain.
The two looked at each other through the crack. The manager had an impatient look on his face. He handed over a pre-payment form. “A total of five dollars. If there is a surplus next month, it will be refunded to you. Of course, if it’s not enough, you will also need to make up the difference.”
The two looked at each other for a few seconds. The manager frowned, even more impatient. “Are you going to pay or not?”
He had a very special aura, as if… if Gorry said no, he would be immediately torn to pieces by the manager.
He suddenly found it a little funny, then took out a five-dollar bill from his pocket and handed it out, and also took the form.
The manager turned and walked away with a straight face. Gorry seemed to have closed the door, but in fact, he still left a crack.
After a while, the sound of footsteps stopped on the other side of the corridor. Then he heard the manager’s impatient voice urging for payment again. Only then did he completely close the door.
What he didn’t know was that after the manager returned downstairs, he dialed another number.
“It’s me, the manager of… apartment.”
“Yes, yes. Three new tenants have been added in the past two days. Two of them are single tenants, and one is a couple…”
“I’ve just confirmed that they are all in their rooms now… Right, there’s something I think I should tell you.”
“The guest in 506 is very cautious and vigilant. After I told him I was the manager, he still didn’t open the security chain on the door.”
“Yes, okay, I understand.”
He hung up the phone, then picked up the newspaper and started a new day.
On the other side, several members of the Lance Family were walking towards the apartment.
Lance had someone say hello to the apartments and office buildings around both the new company and the old company.
They had to verify the new tenants every day and confirm their situation.
As for those office buildings, Lance had requested that the rooms where no one was working should not have windows facing the outside; they had to be sealed.
Whether it was the apartment or the ordinary landlord, they actually supported Lance’s decision very much.
On the one hand, doing so could reduce their own troubles, and on the other hand, it could also make the tenants understand some rules.
Ensuring the safety of the tenants’ identity was only beneficial to the landlord, with no harm.
And at this time, Lance had also finished his breakfast. He was about to go out for a trip and was already making preparations.
At the same time, four young men walked into the apartment building. The apartment manager recorded the room numbers of the new individual tenants on a piece of paper and then handed it to them.
This was not their first cooperation. Before Lance moved over, the buildings nearby that could directly see the company’s entrance and office had all been checked.
With Lance’s prestige in the Empire District, everyone was very happy to cooperate, so now they only needed to check the new tenants.
The four young men got on the elevator, with relaxed smiles on their faces. They had been here several times and had never had any accidents.
They believed that this time there would be no accidents either.
On the street, a highly recognizable convoy drove out of the parking lot and stopped outside the company’s main door.
The sniper by the window was stunned for a moment. He immediately swallowed the food in his mouth, took a small sip of water, raised his sniper rifle, and got ready to shoot.
He tried his best to slow down his breathing and keep his body in the best condition.
With a “ding,” the elevator doors opened. Lance walked out of the elevator. There were already some people in the lobby.
They all greeted Lance one after another.
Lance was a person with no airs. Anyone could chat with him for a few words. Just as he was about to reach the door, and the person by the door had also pulled the main door open, his steps suddenly paused. “I’m going to the bathroom first.”
As he spoke, he turned and walked towards the bathroom next to him. The moment he closed the bathroom door, in an apartment nearly two hundred meters away, two young men knocked on the door of room 506.
The other two went to check the other two rooms that looked more normal.
The young men’s knocking was obviously different from the manager’s. The two in the room looked at each other. The sniper continued to prepare to shoot, while Gorry walked to the side of the door, holding his breath and not answering.
Lance shook it off, pulled up his zipper, walked to the sink to wash his hands. He looked at himself in the mirror and put a small stray strand of hair back where it belonged.
Then he nodded in satisfaction at himself in the mirror and turned to walk out of the bathroom.
At the same time, the two young men also realized that something was wrong, because the manager had said that there was someone in the room, but now there was no answer from inside, which was very abnormal!
The two young men looked at each other. One of them took a few steps back and kicked the door hard…
(End of a Chapter)