Homicide warrant. Literally, it is a license to kill. In this society governed by the rule of law, as long as there is evidence, murder is not guilty if you have a murder certificate.

On the high end, the murder certificate is like the sword of Shang Fang given by the ancient emperor Lao Tzu to his loyal ministers, and it has the right to cut first and then play.

Although the level of the murder certificate is certainly not as high as Shang Fang's sword, it also has the same power, as long as the person holding the certificate has a reason and evidence, he can kill the suspect on the spot.

Speaking of which, the birth of the murder certificate has a rather legendary history.

Decades ago, when the country was in its economic infancy, the Western powers were worried about the threat and oppression posed to them by the rise of the ancient civilization of the East, so they sent a large number of agents into the country to carry out sabotage and espionage activities. Caught in the middle of this dilemma, our top brass has given life and death power to members who carry out such dangerous and difficult tasks. In the event of an incident that threatens the interests of our country, members have the power to shoot foreign spies.

In those chaotic times, the murder certificate allowed many secret agents on extremely high-risk missions to repeatedly solve miraculous feats and make great contributions to the cause of national defense.

However, with the passage of time, there are some people who violate the law and discipline among the holders of homicide certificates. They have taken advantage of the special status granted by the state to create a serious crisis. When the top management realized this problem, they tightened the issuance of murder warrants and withdrew the authority of some of the owners. Relegate them to ordinary fighters.

Up to now, the state's control over homicide evidence has reached an extremely strict and even difficult level.

The holder not only needs to have extremely high loyalty, strong actual combat ability, but also must have extremely high military merit, and have made great contributions to the country's national defense.

These conditions are indispensable, otherwise how can the state rest assured that he has the power to control life and death?

These harsh but very necessary conditions can be fully achieved in this era of peace, so there are only a handful of people in the country who have murder certificates.

Less doesn't mean no, less doesn't mean no one knows.

The murder certificate is a legendary object, and many elderly officialdom have heard of it. In particular, it is also a department such as the military aircraft battalion that has the same end as the national security, and Battalion Commander Wang, as the number one, has not only heard of it, but also seen it once.

And at this moment, the little blood-red book in front of him is the legendary murder certificate - with this certificate, as long as the holder wants to, he can kill anyone.

Of course, this so-called person is nothing more than adding a mysterious and domineering fancy cloak to the murder certificate. Even if you really have this right, you have to dare to kill the licensee.

But Liu Yong, the underground judge of the military aircraft battalion, let alone just crippling him, even if he was killed by Lin Ze on the spot, no one would dare to trouble him-

Reason?

It is not enough to dare to attack or even try to shoot the holder of the murder certificate, drag it out and shoot it a thousand times!

"Are you—" Camp Commander Wang secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, took his gaze away from the small notebook with great difficulty, and re-landed on Lin Ze's smiling face, and asked tremblingly. "This is yours?"

"Do you believe me when I said I stole it?" Lin Ze asked rhetorically.

"-" Camp Commander Wang is stupid.

Steal?

Which international thief has the ability to take this red book from the holder of the murder certificate? The person who can have this red book, is it an ordinary person? Is it an ordinary person?

According to Camp Commander Wang's understanding, there is no more than one hand in the entire National Security Bureau that has a small notebook -- you must know that there are 1,000 elite agents of various types in the National Security Bureau, not to mention that! At this ratio, it is enough to prove the strong hand of the holder of the murder certificate.

"He tried to beat and shoot me just now, and I was in legitimate self-defense, or—" Lin Ze paused, retracted the small red notebook and said. "Countering violence with violence."

Who's to say you can't use violence against violence on me? Although my brother Xiaolin is a supernumerary member of national security, he is better than you as a member of the military aircraft battalion, right? If I were the secretary of the town party committee, you would only be a village chief at most!

"Is there a problem?" Lin Ze's intimidating eyes glanced at Camp Commander Wang.

"No—no problem." Camp Commander Wang was too busy to respond, but because he was too nervous, he was slurred and even slurred.

The owners of the murder certificates, there are no more than twenty people in the country, all of them are first-class and glorious super soldiers. In this era of peace, they carry out dangerous tasks that ordinary people and even officials of the level of Battalion Commander Wang cannot imagine.

They are faithful, so glorious.

They threw their heads and spilled blood, so heroes.

They defend the territory, they defend the dignity of the country, so great.

They are a group of real national heroes who sacrifice the small self to complete the big self. A national hero in the age of peace!

Kill them?

Even if they are important members of the military region, when they see these hot-blooded men, they will respect the standard military salute with great respect. Not to mention a mere enforcer under a military aircraft camp?

Lin Ze said, not killing is the greatest mercy!

This sentence is by no means coercive. Even if Liu Yong was deprived of his limbs, as long as Lin Ze said a word, Battalion Commander Wang didn't even dare to frown, and Liu Yong must be shot on the spot!

This is the protection and respect of national heroes, as well as compensation for these heroes.

Lin Ze doesn't admit that he is a hero, and he doesn't even think he is a good person - a person with blood on his hands, no matter whose blood he has on it, can he still consider himself a good person?

Lin Ze couldn't do such a shameless thing, and Lin Ze couldn't say such shameless words.

However, when others threaten his life, Lin Ze, who spares his life, will still resist.

If it was the silver girl who wanted to kill him, Lin Ze would resist, but he didn't mind the death of the peony flower-

But the person who wants to kill himself is Liu Yong! An ugly man covered in darkness with a pair of dead fish eyes. Will Lin Ze be willing?

Apparently not.

So he resisted, and took out a small red notebook to pretend to be forced and slapped in the face.

"That's good." Lin Ze snapped and lit a cigarette, his gaze moved away from Camp Commander Wang's face covered with cold sweat, and landed on Shen Fei's dazed handsome face, smirking. "Shen Gongzi, you are really a stingy man."

"Huh?" Shen Fei almost subconsciously uttered a syllable.

"Last time, I only helped Officer Zhang Xinlan when I saw an uneven road and drew a knife to help. Why are you still trying to take revenge on me? Lin Ze sighed lightly and said helplessly. You're really going to repay you. ”

"I understand every word you say, but I don't understand it at all." Shen Fei quibbled.

"Don't understand?" The corners of Lin Ze's mouth rose and he said with a sly smile.

"I really don't understand what you're talking about." Shen Fei looked dazed.

"Then I'll hit you until you know!"

Syllable!

Without warning, Lin Ze slapped Shen Fei's handsome face. Smiled: "Got it?" ”

"No—"

Syllable!

It was another slap, but Lin Ze changed his hand. It's a disadvantage to hit someone with one hand all the time. The foreign uncle whose curly hair was hit on the head by an apple told us that the force was reciprocal.

He changed hands, but he didn't give Shen Fei a chance to change his face.

Shen Fei's left cheek was slapped by Lin Ze eighteen times, and he was beaten to a high level before Lin Ze stopped his violence and spit out a sentence with a cold expression: "Get out!" Reappear in my sight, and I can't help but cripple you! ”

Shen Fei covered his bloodied face dizzily and stumbled away, with only one thought in his mind: I shouldn't be stupid by him, right? Why is there a question mark in my head?

Touching out a tissue to wipe away the blood stains on his palm, Lin Ze put on a shy smile and said to Camp Commander Wang: "You, the mastermind behind the negotiation with me, have finally appeared. After a pause, he said with a serious face. This friend of mine is a super female bodyguard of the British [***] love department, codenamed Tulip. If you don't confirm it, you can ask the national security for verification. ”

Where does Camp Commander Wang dare not confirm it? How can you not confirm? is friends with Lin Ze, who has a murder certificate, and you are convinced that she is the camp commander of the Heavenly King Laozi Wang.

As soon as Lin Ze's voice fell, he nodded hurriedly and said, "I believe that you can leave at any time." "But in my heart." Uncle, let's go quickly, my small temple can't accommodate your great god. Stay a little longer, I'm afraid I'll ruin this temple. ”

"What you see today, what you hear, I hope you rot in your stomach. I don't want to be known by anyone. Otherwise—" Lin Ze threatened. "I won't be polite to you!"

"Don't worry-" Camp Commander Wang promised in a mouthful. "I'm not going to talk nonsense."

He didn't plan to say it, anyway, because of his selfishness, he didn't get to the National Security Bureau, and he was able to identify the truth of the murder certificate. I don't ask for trouble.

"Hmm." Lin Ze nodded, stared at Zhang Xinlan deeply for a few moments, and said to Ruth. "Let's go."

Ruth nodded slightly and left in silence.

The group left the military aircraft camp, and the priest left with busy business, but he glanced at Lin Ze meaningfully before leaving, but did not say a word.

Because Lin Ze and Ruth were arrested, they didn't have any transportation, so they got into the police car together.

It's just that there are only two seats in the back seat of a police car. Cheng Ziqiang will definitely not squeeze with a few women, naturally Lin Ze will squeeze it.

Zhang Xinlan was slightly ashamed, but Ruth's expression remained unchanged and she calmly got into the carriage. Lin Ze also got into the carriage quite embarrassed, and was sandwiched between the fragrant and delicate bodies of the two women, and the atmosphere was beautiful for a while, breeding infinite ambiguity.

Left agent, right criminal policeman, Brother Xiaolin was in it, sniffing the different body fragrances, and shouted loudly in his heart: "The most annoying thing about the uniform girl-"

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