Zhou Li was unaware of Olivia's anger.

His eyes kept on the little rush of blue-purple fire in the darkness,

That little bit represented the ghost's fluttering dim light that kept jumping and moving forward in the darkness.

Even if Oni Kiri has entered a stealth state, under the preoccupied detection of cyan eyes, it cannot completely erase the traces.

The search without regard to the limit made a faint scarlet bloodshot emerge from the depths of Zhou Li's pupils, but from beginning to end, Zhou Li's eyes were locked on that little bit of rushing fire.

Eventually, he stopped moving after walking almost the entire Old Town and making sure he had shaken off all tracking.

In the darkness of the night, that little light quietly stagnated somewhere, slowly extinguished, and turned into intermittent faint flashes.

Zhou Li took a deep breath of cold air, slowly exhaled the hot breath in his chest, and released the trigger of the burner.

The basic purpose of tonight has finally been achieved.

Although he didn't completely force Oni Cut to death, he at least knew the specific combat power and ability of Oni Cut.

Being able to abolish his right hand holding the sword, his combat effectiveness has dropped by at least fifty percent again, although it is not ruled out that he still has the skill of the left hand sword, but it can be regarded as an unexpected gain.

He raised his hand and rubbed his sore eyes, turned to mark the map spread out on the table, and looked at the red cross sign in silence, finally pressing the violent killing intent in his heart after a long time.

Although Oni Kiri has been hit hard, and now is indeed a good opportunity for revenge, he is still not sure to face Oni Kiri, who has become vigilant.

The only 'saint' with the 'through' attribute - Thomas - has been used up, and three of the thirteen 'saints' have gone so far.

This kind of consumables are one less than one, and Zhou Li needs time to plan it well, at least to make every bullet worthwhile.

Therefore, he pressed the killing machine in his heart, silently and seriously put the stake back into the suitcase, closed the window seriously, and closed the curtain very intimately.

In the hall, the desperate Wang Bin was still hanging upside down in the air, struggling hard, sensing his gaze falling on him, and once again let out a faint scream.

"Tsk, I almost forgot you were still alive."

Zhou Li knocked on the door of his head a little helplessly and sat down at the front of the table - there was still a bowl of instant noodles there.

Although it has been soaked for so long, it is a little cold, but Zhou Li has always thought that 'wasting food' is not a good habit, and since it has been soaked, it is good to eat it.

Lifting the plate on the bowl, he thought for a moment, tore off half of the mask on his face, grabbed his chopsticks seriously, and began to eat noodles.

He raised his eyes and saw Wang Bin, who was struggling in pain, and said a little vaguely while eating noodles: "Hmm? You haven't given up yet. ”

"Let's talk, then." He didn't raise his head and said, "It just so happens that I'm also a little upset, so let's say something related to your death." ”

In his words, he immersed himself in eating noodles, and continued somewhat vaguely and intermittently: "As for me, I've only known that little ghost for three years......

Well, three years ago, I remember that she was still a girl who had just entered the first year of junior high school, and she glared at me every day, thinking that I actually had bad intentions when I ran to her house or something. ”

"I don't have a good temper, so I don't pay much attention to her, but after all, I'm a child, and then I slowly started to talk, and then I got into a lot of trouble...... I also quietly helped her write her summer homework, tsk, the handwriting was different, and sure enough, the teacher found out at a glance.

As a result, that little ghost was beaten for the first time after birth, and I was also scolded, and now I think about it, it's really embarrassing. ”

"Later, when I was going upstairs, I accidentally fell down the stairs and broke my leg...... There are unforeseen circumstances, and there is no way to do it, in fact, it doesn't hurt much, but it looks a little miserable.

When she saw it, she cried and cried and took me to the hospital and continued to cry...... In the end, her eyes were swollen from crying, and her parents couldn't help it, just like she was the one who broke her leg, and even I was scared. ”

Zhou Li's voice suddenly paused, thinking back to the tears in his memory, and laughed in a low voice: "Now that I think about it, in addition to my sister, she is the first girl to cry because of me."

"Injured men are always very fragile, and when I see her crying and crying, my heart is so soft......"

Zhou Li lowered his head and whispered: "I don't want her to cry anymore, because she only cried once made me feel that I can't forget it in my life." ”

As he spoke, he raised his face, and the nostalgic smile on the corner of his mouth slowly disappeared, replaced by a chill like winter in his cyan eyes:

"So...... If you want to beat her idea, how can you not die? ”

A bowl of noodles has been eaten so far, and Wang Bin's countdown has finally come to an end, looking at Zhou Li with empty eyes dullly, tears mixed with blood, dripping to the ground with the struggle.

"Thanks for the hospitality, I'm full."

Zhou Li put down his chopsticks, stood up, took out the paper from the tissue box, wiped the corners of his mouth, and threw it in the paper basket next to him.

The pitch-black chamber of the gun was once again aimed at Wang Bin's face, and this time there was no longer any hesitation.

He looked at Wang Bin's miserable expression, and said in a low voice: "Although strictly speaking, today is the first time I have killed someone, but I don't regret killing you at all, really." ”

At this point, the countdown to the last second passed quietly, and the trigger was finally pulled by the tightened index finger.

Release the hammer and the bullet flies out.

Bang!

Grim blood mixed with a miserable white slurry splattered out as the skull shattered, smearing the TV and the walls in a mess.

The struggling body finally stopped moving.

Raising his head and looking at the time for a moment, Zhou Li lifted the box with the stake rack next to him, erasing the traces of his own remnants at the scene.

Sure that no fingerprints or footprints were left, his gloved palm disassembled the pistol and threw the parts into the garbage basket.

After doing all this, he looked at the scene, pondered for a moment, pulled out a napkin, stained the blood on the ground, and scribbled a line on the wall.

When he was done, he took two steps back, observed it for a while, and added two more strokes before nodding with satisfaction.

The door was pushed open, and Zhou Li's figure disappeared in the darkness again.

……

At home, Wang Yin, a policeman who was restless and insomnia, heard the text message ringing on the phone again.

After he read the number clearly, he hurriedly opened it, and looked at the line of content in a daze.

"Thanks for the help, a gift for you, don't be scared, address...... First come, first served, happy to work with. ”

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Half an hour later, the sirens from the police cars pierced the night, the light of the police lights flashed outside the alleys, and in the middle of the night, all the police forces were mobilized in the sudden commotion, rushing in two directions.

One is a hotel suspected of being attacked by explosives, while the other is the scene of a murder in the East Side district.

As the police car stopped, the director of the Dongcheng District Police-Inspectorate walked into the yard wearing an overcoat and his hair a little messy.

"What's going on on the scene?"

While rubbing his eyes, he crossed the cordon and walked into the scene under the support of his subordinates, asking people questions.

Wang Yin, who had a somewhat pale expression, happened to come out of the house, heard the question of his boss, and said a little distractedly: "The cousin of the boss of the Yi'an Gang was killed, and there are two bodyguards......

Hearing the name of the deceased, the director frowned: "Gangster vendetta? Are there any traces of the scene? ”

Wang Yin smiled bitterly, shook his head and said: "There are no fingerprints and footprints left, there is no trace of turning things over, the money in the bedside table has not been moved, and the pistol parts suspected to be the murder weapon were found in the garbage basket at the scene, and they are collecting evidence inside...... We've found something special, though. ”

The director was stunned for a moment: "Something special? ”

Wang Yin waved to his colleagues in the door, and immediately a young policeman wearing plastic gloves walked out and showed the notebook in his hand: "This one contains the records of money laundering and drug trafficking of the Ngee An Gang over the years, which were deliberately placed on the table, and we also found several SD memory cards at the scene, the contents of which are ...... Forget it, wait a minute, see for yourself. ”

Speaking of this, the young policeman couldn't say any more, but smiled bitterly:

"I think the murderer is ...... Rogues? ”

"Murder is murder, where is the difference between a thief and a murderer."

The director glanced at the new policeman with some dissatisfaction: "I have to write a report after I go back, this kind of idea is unacceptable."

Without a trial of the law, there can be no justice for any act of killing. Today's young people watch a lot of comics and Hollywood films, and they think that what kind of heroes are very powerful, but the existence of that kind of person will only endanger social stability. ”

Wang Yin patted the young policeman's shoulder a little helplessly, signaled him to go back first, and then said to his boss with a complicated expression:

"I think you should look at what's in there more than that."

Hearing Wang Yin say this, the director's brows furrowed again, bypassing several policemen who were collecting evidence and looking for clues at the scene, and walked into the hall.

The first thing that caught my eye was not the corpse that had been put down, but a line of blood-drenched letters on the wall.

On the white wall, someone stained a ball of paper with blood, leaving a line of judgment announcing the guilt -

――If you don't have a ghost animal, you won't die, why don't you understand?!

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I feel like I'm going to speed things up...... It's fifty chapters, and I haven't done it yet, it's not scientific!

Thanks to Starry Sky Story, Frozen Speechless, Hudsonde, and a classmate whose name can't be found for the reward.