Because the news is yet to be confirmed, and they are a weekly newspaper, they can't grab the scoop of the first report anyway.

However, there are many newspapers in Shanghai, and the big newspapers are still more cautious, and they should inquire clearly before publicizing. But the small newspaper grabs "fast", "fresh" and "strange", no matter how authentic it is!

Shen Chen got off work on time, but he didn't know that several small newspapers had been released, and according to the news and speculation they obtained, they gave him at least three more names, and arranged several versions of his life experience for him.

"Jianghu Killer" version: learned art since childhood, strong in martial arts, flying eaves and walking on the wall like walking on the ground, killing people like slaughtering chickens and ducks......

There are several versions of the "Organization Special Training Elite", such as the Blue Coat Society, the CC Department, the Iron Blood Regiment, and the Exterminator Gang...... There are even fabrications among them, which make people have to admire the imagination of those editors.

But for Shen Chen, none of this made much sense. Therefore, he went home honestly after work, and this time he didn't even sit in the car.

In the layman's mind, agents or killers are often the type of people with cold faces, clever skills, and cool scum. In fact, this is just an exaggeration and shaping of film and television and literature and art.

A real agent or killer basically has a regular job. The secrecy of your identity is key, don't think that your profession is very face-saving. You know, success may be the right thing to do, but failure and loss is fate! Moreover, whether it is an agent or a killer, they also have to commute to and from work.

Going to work is going to work, don't think about when it's over, and don't quit halfway. Ordinary employees skipping work are at most deducting wages and being fired, and if you skip work, it is equivalent to running for your life!

And getting off work is getting off work, and when you get off work, you are an ordinary person, and you have to face everything around you with a normal heart. That is, to minimize the attention of others to yourself and maintain your image as a transparent person.

Walking on the road, Shen Chen didn't plan to buy food and go back to eat today, he wanted to eat dinner outside, so he didn't have to clean up the dishes.

Turning a corner, Shen Chen walked towards a familiar restaurant. After walking a short distance, I heard someone shouting "robber".

After work, do you still care about robbers? Shen Chen hesitated, but seeing that he was still wearing a uniform and a gun, he had to speed up his pace a little and rush towards the shouting place.

When he came to the accident site, Shen Chen found that he didn't seem to have to "work overtime" by himself, and Inspector John arrived there before him.

An old man was pulling John, babbling something in Chinese. Although foreign patrols were trained to learn Shanghainese, John was obviously overwhelmed by the speed and dialect of his speech, and his bewildered look meant that he didn't understand it at all.

If you judge John in this way, it is obviously a bit excessive. At least he understood the word "robber" because it was the first Chinese word he learned in the training class.

Seeing Shen Chen, John's bewildered face showed brilliance, and he stretched out his hand to shout, but he didn't know Shen Chen's name for a while.

Shen Chen rolled his eyes, walked over quickly, listened carefully to the old man's narration, and then pointed to the basement of an apartment not far away, and deliberately said in non-fluent English: "There, the robbers are there." ”

John immediately pulled out his pistol, loaded it, and ran to the wooden fence in the basement. His reaction was so swift that Shen Chen was surprised.

This guy is very similar to the second stunned deity! Shen Chen hesitated, drew his gun in his hand, and followed.

John pushed through the wooden fence, turned on the flashlight, and walked into the dark basement. This seemed to Shen Chen to be a very death-seeking action, he shouted, and he didn't know if John heard it, but he didn't turn around or turn back.

Shen Chen didn't walk fast, squinting his eyes, adjusting to the darkness. He heard John's shouting and cowering answer in the basement.

His eyes adjusted to the darkness, and Shen Chen also walked into the basement. He saw John pointing a gun at a corner and ordering the robbers to come out in broken Chinese. And under the light pillar of the flashlight, he saw a thin guy shivering and slowly walked out.

This is what robbers? Shen Chen had doubts in his heart, standing against the wall, and did not dare to relax his vigilance.

John's flashlight flashed, saw Shen Chen, and said, "Hey, man, help me keep an eye on this guy, just for a while." ”

Shen Chen agreed, grabbed the thin man, and quickly searched his body, but no weapon was found.

John flashed his flashlight and searched the basement. There was nothing else to swag except a basket found with some clothes and strange trinkets.

With some doubts, the two escorted the criminal out of the basement. The old man immediately greeted him, pointed at the thin man and cursed, and went to take the basket in John's hand, and still spoke in his mouth.

Shen Chen was a little amused, and said to the confused John: "It was this person who robbed his basket, and there were some clothes and a few ornaments in the basket. ”

John also seemed a little surprised, allowing the old man to take the basket away, and looking at the thin man, he did not seem to believe that he was a "vicious" robber.

After being stunned for a while, under Shen Chen's reminder, John was a little disappointed or helpless to take out the handcuffs, handcuff the "robber", and said a few words to Shen Chen listlessly, and then escorted the "robber" away.

Make a mountain out of a molehill? A false alarm? Shen Chen shook his head, smiled bitterly, put on his gun, and turned to leave.

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In the quiet night, I can only faintly hear the rustle of grass and trees outside the window.

A few newspapers were placed on the table, and Chu Jiao was reading them carefully, stopping occasionally, frowning slightly, and thinking for a moment.

The Jianghu Killer Version, the Organization Agent Version, and the Lone Hero Version, Chu Jiao read them all carefully. Although the report is not true, exaggeration is a unifying characteristic. At the very least, it is an undoubted fact that the Japanese killer was a master.

But Chu Jiao smelled a hint of familiarity from it, not that she had heard or seen it before, but that there was a vague feeling in her mind.

No traces, no guns, no human figures...... Could it be—Chu Jiao couldn't help but start wondering, was it the guy named Shen Chen?

There were no fierce shootouts, no slaughterhouse-like flesh and blood, which was completely different from the ways and methods of killing people at that time. Shen Chen's killing skills are indeed different, and they also have some characteristics of their own, so it's no wonder that Chu Jiao is suspicious.

It's just that suspicion and speculation are useless, and no one can be found! But after some research and analysis, Chu Jiao also got some inspiration.

Yes, the gun was silent, although this is puzzling to many people, but for Chu Jiao, after thinking about it, there are still ways, and there are several in my memory!

Pillows or thick cloths? Hey, that's, who has to hold a pillow to kill someone? The bottles of water were all glass ballasts when shot; Grab a piece of meat and shoot at the enemy with it clinging to it? Or, Chu Jiao stretched out her hand and compared it, it must have hurt a lot!

Putting down her hand and taking the pen and paper, Chu Jiao pondered while drawing on the paper.

Painting and changing, changing and painting, tossing for almost two hours, Chu Jiao didn't draw the drawings of the silencer. Coupled with the fact that it was not a very professional painting skill, she was so angry that she dropped her pen.

Yahuan knocked on the door outside, reminding Chu Jiao that it was time to rest.

Chu Jiao agreed, put away the things on the table, undressed and went to bed, but she was cranky for a while and couldn't sleep.

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