Volume 3 Death of the Sword Fighter Chapter 121 Weird

"Negotiations broke down. ”

On the bed in front of him, the man in the cap who was tightly bandaged around his entire face was still wailing in pain, and at the position of his eyes, there were constantly red blood stains soaking out, and it seemed that the emergency bandaging measures had no effect on the [warning] knife.

"You don't seem to be quiet over there, it's quite noisy, can you talk somewhere else?" On the other end of the line, the man's calm voice seemed to have anticipated the outcome, and he was more concerned about the noisy background sound that constantly disrupted the conversation than the report on the progress of the mission.

The bald man glanced at his companion who was vomiting and screaming on the bed, and after thinking for a few seconds, he raised his hand and reached between the other party's necks, followed by a "click", the world returned to calm, he shook off the blood on his hands, and spoke into the phone again casually, "How is it, can you hear it now?"

"Okay, let's go down when the negotiations break down. ”

"It's not so much that the negotiations broke down, but that he didn't have any possibility of negotiation at all. "Throwing the body off the floor, the bald head sat on the bloodstained sheets indifferently, and even crossed Erlang's legs, "It seems that many people have hunted him down in the past few years, resulting in a considerable degree of hostility towards everyone now, and in the process of negotiation, my new partner caused some misunderstandings due to the tone of voice, and in the end, we had an armed conflict." ”

"You're not hurt?"

"No, he didn't do anything to me, and out of deterrence, he just killed my partner and warned me not to follow his footsteps anymore or else he would be cut down next time. The bald face skipped a fact without changing his face, "So, what should we do now? If we continue to negotiate forcibly, then I will be dead, and my ability is not a combat type, not to mention that at that moment, I can't even see how he made a move, how can I fight him?"

"Negotiation is a must. The information he has in his hands is the key to finding that person, and for this, he must cooperate with him no matter what the cost. At this point, the lazy voice on the phone suddenly changed to an unmistakable and decisive voice, "Don't worry, just stay put, within 24 hours, I will send a few nearby [Apostles] to assist you in completing the task." Anything else?"

"Hmm...... There really is one. The bald man glanced down, finally resting on the gradually cold corpse on the floor, "Regarding my new partner, I brought his body back to the safe house, should I dispose of him, or should I bring him back as a [sacrifice]?"

"Oh, that's it, whatever you want, the mission is far away, and I don't think the master will like stinking rotten meat. ”

"So...... What about the [mark] on his body?" the bald man swallowed secretly, finally asking the question he wanted to ask the most, and his gaze at the corpse began to gradually turn to strange ambiguity.

"[Imprint] you keep it for your own use, and then you need to do a lot of things, and it is naturally not a bad thing to have more strength. In addition......" In the middle of the phone, the voice suddenly lowered, and said in a playful tone, "I opened one eye and closed one eye before, that was the master's gift to you, this is the last time, if you make another move on your partner, then there will naturally be more money on the purge list, you, understand?"

"I know very well that everything I do is for the master, and I don't need you to talk too much. The bald man snorted coldly, and then smashed the phone with a crush.

We'll see.

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"Dude, what is that guy doing?"

In front of the fast-food restaurant, a police officer leaned against the police car and pointed to a colleague with a puzzled face. In the direction he pointed, a young Asian in a gray coat was nervously swaying from side to side, hunched and spirited, as if he were a street artist performing some kind of pantomime. At the same time, there was a young policeman standing by, and whenever the strange man had danced with his hands, he would always write something down in his notebook with a serious face.

"Why, don't you know that Detective Winged Bird and his henchmen are new?" the old policeman took a bite of the doughnut and said vaguely as he chewed, "I've heard of Sherlock Holmes and Watson, those two are in a similar situation." The Winged Bird guy is a well-known weirdo in the neighborhood, and it is said that he can perfectly simulate the state of the criminal as if he had seen the crime scene and was possessed by an evil spirit. But one thing to say, this person's ability to solve cases is really powerful, if our bureau has any cases that are not going well, as long as this person is hired, it will definitely be able to pass. ”

"I think I've seen this kind of reasoning in a book, it seems to be called [profile]?" the little policeman scratched his head, "And what about the young policeman? What is he? Watson?"

"Almost, he should have come to the police station two years before you, his name is Siskin, this kid has no limit to the worship of the winged bird, and every case the winged bird has solved can tell you for hours. The old policeman pursed his lips, "Looking at his energy, maybe there can really be someone like the second generation of winged birds." ”

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"Say anything more to the two cops across the street, guess what, Siskin. The winged bird raised his hand and tapped on the exterior wall of the fast food restaurant, but his mouth was asking the young police officer next to him.

"This ...... Maybe it's a discussion about you, after all, it's been more than ten months since you last went on a detective mission, and many of your new colleagues haven't heard of you. Siskin nervously replied, for fear that something inappropriate would make her speech.

"That's right, they're talking about you, too, and when a psychopath dances in front of everyone, the only person who applauds him will naturally be in the limelight. The winged bird smiled, then leaned down and picked up a long branch and put it around his waist, and after a second, the winged bird's temperament changed abruptly like a performer who had entered the state, and he completely changed into another person in his aura, and Siskin knew that this person had already begun to enter the [simulation state].

"I have completed an important task today, and the family takes it so seriously that it requires all members of the family to come together to witness the evidence of my mission. "However, the accident abruptly caused me to kill them, and at the same time I had to tear off my disguise and flee the scene in panic...... Hmm? Not quite right. ”

"What's wrong?" Siskin wondered, it was the first time he had seen a winged bird come out of its simulation so quickly.

"The twist here is too blunt, why did he kill everyone present with confidence, and then run away from the bottom of his heart, in a very embarrassed way?" it would not have been the reaction of the same person, but the various signs on the scene did indicate that this had happened......" A strange thought crept up, and the winged bird muttered, "Is it ......?"

Lonely for a long night, there are two people?