104.

disguise

Harry Brown's case can be over, the first person to poison him, Tricilia, is locked up in the police station, and the real murderer, Clark Brown, is locked up in the police station. K. Vitaquez also surfaced, and it was not clear which of the two mysterious people who threw him into the coffin were left, but it was believed that there was only time left to find it, and now Wei Li had no heart to handle the case, so he called Verno, falsely claimed that there were important clues, and left the police station.

After a few subway stops, Wei Li entered a cheap gym, changed into clothes with hoods in the gym, and after a simple disguise, a Mexican uncle walked out of the gym, boarded the subway again, and drove towards the suburbs.

Since he became conscious, Wei Li has been able to count the people he is eager to kill, and he has lived even less in this life. K. Vitaquez, perhaps in his opinion, this is just an ordinary job of cleaning up the body, but in Wei Li's opinion, his casualness is unforgivable, this is a desecration of his father's corpse.

Killing people is not difficult for Wei Li, but how to kill, if you maximize the benefits of Clark's death, this is a problem, Wei Li can make him disappear quietly, or he can plant the FBI rookie who dares to spit on him, but what he wants to do more is to plant this case on Yeselia.

Although I don't know where this woman is hiding now, one thing is certain, she is working hard to establish her own kingdom, Wei Li has the profession of a policeman tied to her body, and there is no way to find Yeselia, so let him add a little trouble to her.

Wei Li believes that with Yeselia's character of pursuing perfection, he will definitely not let go of those who dare to frame him, and when the time comes, ...... Although it is unlikely, Wei Li still hopes that he will have a chance to strangle the not strong Yeselia in the cradle.

On the outskirts of the city, there was a factory in Wei Lizhi Road, which had been abandoned for many years, and it contained a number of professional tools that allowed him to make a simple version of the knife that Yeselia used to kill his father.

On the train, Venice successfully hacked into the FBI rookie's mailbox, and did not find any information about the safe house, but there was a lot of housing agency information, thinking about it, he is a rookie who has just joined the company, this kind of confidential thing may not be qualified to know, as for the housing agency information, it should be that he has just joined the St. Wood FBI and has not found a place to live, according to this, Venice made up a spam text message, embedded with a Trojan virus, sent to the rookie's mobile phone, and now just waiting for him to click on the text message and view.

The knife made by Wei Li is definitely not as good as the material of the knife that Yeselia's father personally made for her, but the advantage is that the angle and size are the same, soak the knife in water and wipe it with oil, so it was carried out five or six times anyway, until it was sure that all the debris on the knife body was cleaned up, and then the work was called.

In this way, as long as he uses this knife properly and does not break in Clark's chest, he can completely plant this guy's death on Yeselia.

Back in the city, Wei Li put his hood on his head and circled around the FBI safe house, although he and Venice had analyzed all the routes on the map, it was still good to walk through it himself, and he could still leave his disguise on the FBI surveillance equipment.

After all this was done, it was already completely dark, and Wei Li changed another set of clothes, thanks to the cheap gyms everywhere in St. Wood City, so that he had a large number of wardrobes to store different styles of clothes, which was equivalent to having a large number of safe houses.

Hacking the rookie's mailbox, Wei Lizhi said that he would go to a bar every night to have two drinks, and it was best to find a beautiful woman who was in love with him to relax, and if he couldn't find it, he could also drink two glasses of wine to relax.

Coming to the bar early, Wei Li hid in the hidden corner opposite the bar, waiting patiently for his prey to appear like an old hunter.

At eight o'clock, the rookie appeared at the door of the bar on time, looked at himself in the holographic screen, Wei Li was very satisfied with his current appearance, and then pushed the door into the bar, looked around the audience, saw the rookie next to the bar, and walked over step by step elegantly.

Now is the most lively time in the bar, Wei Li, who walked into the bar, immediately attracted the amazed eyes of most people, and in front of everyone's eyes, Wei Li squeezed all the way towards the bar, "Sorry, let me, oh, sorry." ”

"A martini, thank you." After talking to the bartender in a hoarse and deep voice, Wei Li turned his head again, glanced at the wine glass in the hand of the rookie at the bar, smiled politely, and said politely: "Scottish wine on ice, a great choice." ”

"Xie Lu Xie, this red dress is very flattering to your eyes." The little rookie did not hide his appreciation for Wei Li in his eyes.

Tonight, Wei Li's outfit completely imitated the last time he saw Yeselia, her outfit was the time he stole SIB29, as a killer Wei Li had received very professional camouflage training, both men and women, young and old, imitated very successfully, even if it was seduction.

"Thank you." Wei Li showed a calm and confident smile, ordered another Scottish wine with ice, Wei Li handed the wine to the rookie, and said in a hoarse, sexy voice: "Your wine is almost finished, I invite you to drink." ”

Now Wei Li's voice has been adjusted by Venice, and he can't tell that he is a man at all, but it makes people listen to it very pleasantly and fascinated, and the rookie who is almost drunk doesn't even notice that Wei Li dipped his index fingernail into the wine when he handed the wine, and a colorless and tasteless potion dissolved into his wine in this way.

This potion is purified by Wei Li in a variety of over-the-counter medicines for colds and coughs, and its main effect is to make people enter a fantasy sleepwalking state, no matter what he does in the sleepwalking state, he only remembers a very excited and wonderful night when he wakes up after the most, but he doesn't remember exactly what happened.

Because it is purified from over-the-counter drugs, it is very convenient to purchase, and even if it is purchased in large quantities, it will not leave personal information, which is very in line with Wei Li's current situation that there is no source of raw materials.

There is a lead singer band in this bar, who is performing a song that Wei Li has never heard before, taking a sip of wine, turning around, Wei Li pretended to be very engaged in listening to the music, until the rookie's hand was about to reach over, then suddenly changed his posture, took another sip of wine, pointed to the band on the stage and said, "This band is good." ”

The rookie's eyes seemed to be glued to Wei Li's face with super glue, and no one moved with Wei Li's movements, seeing that Wei Li had not given him feedback, he simply reached out and hugged Wei Li's waist directly, "Hey, beauty, I'm FBI special agent Paul Ingall." ”

Even if the FBI special agent is not at the level of Fono, he is still a more senior existence than Peter, and it is ridiculous that a rookie dares to pretend to be a special agent.

Moving his posture, Wei Li tried his best to make himself more comfortable under Paul Ingall's clutches, suppressed the displeasure in his heart, and responded happily loudly: "Hello, FBI special agent, my friends call me Leah." ”

"Hey, Leah, did anyone say that your eyes are really beautiful."

"Someone may have said it." Tilting his head and smiling, looking at Paul Ingor with a smile, watching his eyes become more and more blurry, Wei Li was sure that the potion was about to take effect, took out 20 knives and slapped it on the bar, patting Paul Ingor on the face, "I have to get up early tomorrow and leave first, hoping to have the opportunity to see you FBI special agent again." ”

Looking at his empty hands, the little rookie Paul Ingor shook his head, not believing why Yeselia, who was pretending to be Wei Li, walked away like this, and shouted at the bartender angrily to keep the account, and chased after him.

Wei Li was the one who was fishing, so naturally it was impossible to get rid of him and go first.

When I got out of the bar, I saw Wei Li standing on the side of the road and was about to stop a taxi, so he rushed up directly and hugged Wei Li's waist, "Hey, beauty, where are you going?" ”

Struggling to put his arm on Paul Ingel's neck, Wei Li learned the woman's scream and pressed the most important place on the major artery in his neck, he needed FBI rookie Paul Ingor to faint as soon as possible, and soon Paul Ingor staggered, his limbs were weak, and he simply fell on Wei Li's body and fell into a coma.

Wei Li looked helplessly at the bodyguard in front of the bar, and begged bitterly: "Help, help, help me get a taxi." ”

In the taxi, although Wei Li had long known where Paul Ingor lived, he still took out his wallet and said to the taxi driver word by word: "Diqimar Hotel, thank you." ”

The first half of tonight's operation went smoothly, and the rest depends on whether Paul Ingor will cooperate with him, but even if he doesn't cooperate, it's not a problem, he still has a plan B.

Pretending to be struggling, Wei Li pushed Paul Ingor back to his rented room in the hotel, took out a thin and long injection in his handbag, and Wei Li injected the potion from the injection into the body of FBI rookie Paul Ingall.

Wei Li is not good at medicine, but Venice has the most authoritative medicine recipes and production methods, so many medicines that are absolutely impossible in this era Wei Li can easily use.

Recovering the man's voice, Wei Li asked solemnly: "FBI intern Paul Ingall, now that the time for the assessment is up, whether you can become an FBI special agent depends on the current assessment." ”

Sitting in his chair, although his eyes were open, Paul Ingol's eyes did not have a trace of sparkle, and were completely in a state of sleepwalking, "Yes, sir. ”

"OK, what's the rules and regulations for the FBI's safe house."

Sitting in his chair, although his eyes were open, Paul Ingol's eyes did not have a trace of sparkle, and were completely in a state of sleepwalking, "Yes, sir. ”

"OK, what's the rules and regulations for the FBI's safe house."