Meanwhile, in an abandoned steel recycling center in Sacramento. In China, it's called a rag market! It's just that it's run by a private person! It's also a kind of commercial business! It's not a rag picker! There's still a big difference between that!

Keely and Christina were also looking up what was going on when the parts were sold.

But it happened to them, because when they came here, there were two policemen who came before them! They were already starting to make notes for the owner of the recycling center.

It turned out that the owner of this recycling center, when he inspected the warehouse today, found two bodies in a bathroom that had long been abandoned, and there were still blood stains on the ground. I called the police directly.

The two policemen received the alarm and came to investigate first. That's when Keely and Christina arrived.

“*￥*（*%”……

Keeley was cross-legged as he watched the police make notes to the owner of the recycling center, when his phone rang, and he picked it up and said, "BOSS?...... We've arrived, but two cops are taking notes on the owner of the recycling center. He came here this morning to inspect the warehouse, and found two bodies in the bathroom......! I know...... Goodbye!".

"What's the situation?". Christina asked.

"She said there was further information and we were reporting to her!". Keeley said.

As CBIs, the two of them naturally have the right to enter the scene to check the situation, although the case is not their responsibility.

So the two of them, after they got here. As soon as I heard about it. I went to the scene first to check the situation.

In an abandoned bathroom with rusty walls, a man sat in the corner with his head hunched! It's just that this guy's appearance is a little scary, his whole body is black, and he is handchained to a large handcuff on his ankle. It is connected by a steel chain the thickness of a finger. It was locked in a very thick metal pipe in the corner of the wall. There was also a saw bow next to it. But there is no saw blade on it.

On the ground in front of the man, there was a large bloodstain with sawblades broken in several pieces.

And in the corner opposite the dead man, in almost the same state as him, there was a steel chain cuff attached to a metal pipe. It's just that there is no one there anymore, but the strange thing is that next to the handcuffs, there is a human foot.

And on the ground next to it, there was also a revolver, and Keeley didn't have to pick it up to look at it. That's a dot 38 revolver.

In addition, in the middle of the ground to the left, there is another person lying there, he is wearing a hoodie. It's just that his head has been opened with a gun.

Why is it said that someone opened the flower with a gun, because although the revolver on the ground is not far away, if this guy commits suicide, it is absolutely impossible to throw this gun that far!

What do you mean by this scene? It's not too scary now, but it's very weird. It's like a mystery. So that the people who see it want to figure it out, what the hell is going on!

After watching the scene, Keely and Christina return to the place where the notes were made at the recycling center.

There are no offices, just a very dilapidated three-story building. It looks like it could collapse at any moment. In the northeast corner of the first floor is the bathroom.

So the boss seems to be a little scared. Instead of going in to take notes, he stood in the open space in the courtyard filled with all kinds of discarded items, such as old bicycles, refrigerators, water pipes, and other metal discarded items, and made notes.

After a while, the two saw the policeman turn the transcript around and ask the owner of the recycling center to sign it, and then the policeman turned around and nodded at the two, which means that we are done, and now you can go up.

Instead of looking for the owner of the recycling center at the first time, Keeley said to the policeman: "After this case is opened and investigated, send us a file to CBI." ”。

"Yes sir!". The policeman in the dark blue uniform nodded.

He'd already called for backup, and the forensic doctor, the detectives, and so on would be there in a moment, so he was just waiting there with his other partner.

Keeley and Christina began to inquire about the owner of the recycling center.

"Hello, we are CBI!". After saying hello, Keeley immediately introduced, "I'm Keeley, and this is Detective Christina!".

"My name is Jonathan!". Said the owner of the recycling bin.

"Can you help us see, do you have any of these things here, or have they ever been sold?" Keeley pulled out a few photos. It's a partial close-up of the split-head device.

Jonathan took the photo and looked at it, and said, "It seems to be there, but we have too many things to remember!"

"You know what these two things are called, check the sales records!". Christina said from the side.

"Of course! This is the base corner under the boiler! But it has been altered. Come with me!". Jonathan finished speaking and walked towards the three-story building with two people.

After all, the two of them didn't do this thing, and they knew that the split-head device must have been assembled, but it was the first time they knew that this thing was called the Pedestal Corner.

Jonathan seemed to be quite timid, as soon as he entered the door, he had a bitter face, and quickly came to the second floor with two people, his expression was better.

When a few people entered a small office, he began to rummage through sales records in a toolbox against the wall.

With little effort, he found a book, sat down behind his desk, and flipped through it.

Keely and the others were not polite, and they both sat across from him.

"This year, a total of eight boiler base corners were collected!". Jonathan pushed the sales record in front of the two and said, "But it hasn't been sold, what you want to check may not be sold from me!"

Sure enough, the two of them read that there were a total of eight boiler base corners, but there was no record of them being sold. Glancing at each other, Keeley said, "Can you check the inventory?" We need precision!".

"Okay! albeit a bit of a hassle. You know, our company is not so formal, the warehouse is a mess, and there are a lot of types!". As the boss spoke, he led two more people into the courtyard.

Jonathan, looking back for a moment with his eyes rolled over, said, "Let me think about it, they were pushed there...... Yes, this side!". Talking. He pointed to the left front, then took a step and walked forward with the two men......

Jin Feng kissed Demi, who had just fallen asleep, and then silently got up on the bed, walked to the next door, and turned on the laptop again.

Immediately, he enters an email interface, but the recipient on it is not the employer who goes by the pseudonym "Old Tony" (the name of the client is not the name of Professor Meth*). Rather, a man named Diana. Jin Feng knew that this was also a pseudonym, and he was an intermediary of the ICA.

Jin Feng understood it from the very beginning of his contact with the website of this nationality contract intermediary. The assassination missions above are all issued by an intermediary in each ICA! This one is called Diana, of course, who is also an intermediary in the ICA.

Jin Feng thought for a moment, and immediately typed on the keyboard with both hands: "I have received the task sent by 'Old Tony', the deposit is paid first, and the task is completed." The remaining remuneration will be remitted to the '2564CI4S5SD5......' account. ”

Jin Feng had never been in contact with the assassin industry before, but that didn't mean that he didn't know anything, after all, he was a person with brains, and he could think about it, and if he thought about it, he could at least guess one or two.

So after he takes the task, does anyone need to pay him?

Of course!

However, although Jin Feng was an assassin, he took on the mission for the purpose of taking it. It's not about making money!It's about not letting the rest of the killers in the ICA take on this task. Because if it is repeated, he may run into the rest of the assassins when he is acting, and that will complicate things?

But if you don't have a login code for a registered account, you are not allowed to take on tasks, so Jin Feng did this.

But he was not afraid, his own account was Swiss, there was a bank secrecy law, and no one else could find him. And it's a pseudonym.

When Jin Feng first came into contact with ICA, he also guessed that the person who gave him money was not necessarily "XXX" an employer, but probably ICA itself;

No, it's just a few short sentences, after Jin Feng finished typing, he read it again, and clicked the send button without hesitation.

At the same time, a city in the United Kingdom ......

The sound of the water gradually decreased, and a woman about thirty years old wrapped her body in a bath towel and walked out of the bathroom gracefully, a few strands of her hair sticking to her face because the water had not dried for the time being. But it makes her look even sexier.

Just as she was standing in front of the mirror and trying to dry her hair with a hair dryer, there were two "buzzing" sounds next to her, and she reached for her mobile phone, which had a meaningless text message in the eyes of outsiders, but after she saw it, she didn't even blow her hair, and only wrapped her hair with another bath towel, which made her look a bit like an Arab.

With her phone in hand, she walked through the wide corridor to a somewhat elegantly furnished room, sat down on a chair without hurry, opened a white laptop, and linked the phone with a few lines.

The familiar skip over multiple broilers made some camouflage and entered their mailbox.

Sure enough, there was a new email, and after opening it, she didn't look at anything at all, but quickly copied a copy, and then put it in her phone.

Then, she quickly operated, first deleted the email, then wiped the traces clean, and quickly retreated through the guò broiler, and then she cut off the network without hesitation. This qiē only happened in a short period of twenty seconds.

At this time, she got up, took out a can of drink in the Xiaoice box in the bedroom, took a sip, and showed a satisfied expression on her face.

When she came to the disconnected computer again, she reached out and opened the copy of the email, and looked at it.

The email was very short, it was sent by a sender for X, with only one sentence: "The task sent by 'Old Tony' has been received, the deposit is paid first, and the task is completed." The remaining remuneration will be remitted to the '2564CI4S5SD5......' account. ”

Diana looked at the email quietly and was a little distracted. Because the email address of the email is written on it so generously, but whatever, there are not a few killers like this in the world, that is, there are only two known to him, but these two are obviously more professional than this one called X, at least they know how to use other people's mail to send on their behalf, and then use code words to explain their email address in the email. Even so, the two men died within two years.

But this one is called X. Although it seems to be as simple as that, it seems that X's true body can be found with a single check, but in three years, he has taken dozens of tasks, large and small, and the difficulty of the target object is different, and there is no pattern, but he himself can be safe and sound. Diana couldn't imagine how professional he or she really was. I remember that at the beginning, when X became the executor of his downline, he looked like he could break through it in one attack. A simple means of protection, thinking that X will disappear in two years, just like the two executors under his own hands before.

But now it's been more than three years, and still no one knows about his or her savior. Sometimes even Diana herself doesn't believe that this person is indeed the executor of her own downline.

However, this qiē didn't care about her, she just had to do her job well, so Diana immediately prepared a reply letter, which was written even less. There is only one short sentence: "The deposit has been remitted to the designated account!".

Diana then made a copy of the reply, then connected to the network again, and remitted 5,000 euros to an account codenamed X in a secret account. After that, he quickly re-entered the mailbox, sent a copy of the reply back, wiped the traces, retreated, and finally cut off the network. It's not a secure network for the workplace, after all. She has to be careful, and she has to be careful......

Jin Feng is not afraid that the other party will be able to find out about himself, because this address itself has a problem.

But he didn't expect the other party to be able to reply to the email so quickly this time, which was less than five minutes after he sent it, it was the intermediary under the pseudonym Diana;

Jin Feng was in the computer, through the guò linkage program, opened his email, and saw a sentence on it: "The deposit has been remitted to the designated account."

Fast as usual! Jin Feng said this in his heart about his intermediary.

It seems that this ICA is not a simple organization. Jin Feng has been in contact with this organization for so long and has not studied this organization in detail, but he always thinks that this organization must be amazing!

He logged out of the email, then opened his secure account and looked at it, and sure enough, it had five thousand euros more.

Jin Feng himself is a responsible person, so he quickly entered the state, which is a state unique to the war, stretched out his hand and pressed the keyboard a few times, and the computer screen immediately called up the "received" task, and carefully studied it.

The people Jin Feng killed before were because of the war and the task of the country, so he didn't have to think about avoiding pursuit, as long as he could kill the opponent and complete the task, but in recent years, it has been the opposite, he needs to evade the pursuit!

So he must now choose a way to kill "Jason #Berry", the professor of ice*poison, and to be able to hide himself sufficiently.

Early in the morning of the second day, a city in the United Kingdom ......

The headquarters of the ICA is so mysterious that even Diana herself has never been there, and it seems that "it" only exists in the Internet, or in legends. Because the only means of communication that I can connect to the headquarters is the Internet.

However, Diana could vaguely guess that the ICA should have a certain relationship with the big names in some influential powers.

She has a secret annual salary of 700,000 euros a year, but it is legal because she herself is a financial advisor to a well-known security company.

You can even move this company at will, and the flow of funds below 10 million euros will be. However, the clever Diana did not think that this security company was the headquarters of the ICA, and although there was a connection between them, it was only a connection.

Gently patting the skirt of the professional suit, and taking a sip of coffee calmly, Diana looked at the recent work content.

Entering the password, Diana entered her work interface, and with a light click on the keyboard, the screen changed into messages.

There are only thirteen of them in total, and yes, this is the business content that I have received and personally operated within a year. She looked at them one by one.

Registered pseudonym: "Oil Painting", published in XXXX......

At the end of the first ten articles there is a note that reads "completed".

The last three were all taken by her in the last four months, but she had just received the news that the assassin of the leader of the Labour Party of the Republic of Serbia and Montenegro had died in the line of duty and had not completed the mission. The huge sum of 1.5 million euros was wasted.

Diana thought that the money was not from herself, but from the ICA! And she didn't operate in violation of the rules, not to mention that she reported the situation at the first time, so the headquarters should not be looking for trouble. As for whether he will contact other assassins to carry out the mission again, the secret line just now has made it clear - he doesn't have to worry about this mission anymore.

Diana took another sip of coffee, feeling that the caffeine had refreshed herself, put the cup on the table next to her, and clicked the keyboard with her hand continuously, and after a while, the assassination mission was re-hung on the ICA network. What happens after that, it's none of my business.

Then she looked at the penultimate job message, a mission in San Bernardino, USA, which someone had picked up a month earlier, and it was a 100,000 euro deal. (To be continued)

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