"You're badly wounded!", a young lady leaned against the doorframe and looked at Photesiwen, who was tending to her wounds, her eyes flowing with a hint of inquisitive inquiry.

The bald killer Buddha Thesiwen is definitely a myth in the killer industry, there is not much news about him, no one knows where he came from, why he works, and even some people are skeptical about this world until now

Is there such a killer in the world?

Because most assassinations don't look like assassinations, more like a coincidence, an accident, an accident!

In these assassinations, there is no shadow of the killer at all, and from beginning to end, the target is playing a one-man show, and then inexplicably dies unexpectedly due to some accidents.

But he does exist, and he is the legend of the industry, the ultimate silent assassin who will never be discovered, Phothesivan!

This time, though, he failed.

He was sitting on the bed at this time, skillfully fiddling with some medical equipment to replace his wounds, and the last failed assassination attempt made him completely recover to this day.

None of his injuries were fatal, but all of them together were fatal enough.

Yes, he was badly wounded, with more than forty wounds on his body.

Minor ones might have been just scrapes, but more severe ones had torn his skin and muscles, almost exposing his internal organs to the air.

Until now, he could not forget the midnight run that night, and with every step he took, a bullet would follow closely, haunting him almost like a nightmare, and he could not shake it off.

With an outrageous landing position, a high rate of fire, and an almost instinctive sense of smell, the sniper seems to be his nemesis!

Together with some of the information he obtained later, he realized a problem.

He cut the sutures and pulled them out of the healed muscles one by one.

There was a very clear stinging sensation in the process of extracting the thin sutures, but he didn't even blink his eyes, and just removed all the sutures on his body so plainly.

Then the wound was cleaned again and bandaged.

Only then did he look at the woman and said in a tone without any mood fluctuations, "Someone wants to get rid of me with the help of the target, help me find out who is on the task, maybe he and I will have some common topics." ”

The woman was slightly stunned, and the smile on her face instantly changed to three points, "Didn't Du Lin be seriously injured and unconscious and went abroad to seek medical treatment? ”

Siwen put on his shirt, tie, and coat, "I don't have a chance to make a move that might threaten my target, do you know what I mean?"

He looked at the woman again, "Especially that sniper, I suspect he has the same talent as me, such a sniper is not a ...... that money and power can control"

He bent down and polished his shoes, "So I'll ask you to find out who wants to deal with me!"

Doolin's assassination was not just an ordinary thing, nor was it just an assassination.

From the very first moment of Doolin's assassination, the Imperial Security Council began an investigation into the killer.

In the past, most of the targets of the bald killer Photesivan were some capitalists, some academics and some foreign politicians.

He rarely takes on the task of assassinating high-ranking officials in the empire, because assassination is easy to cause a sensation and eventually expose himself.

Secondly, it is also because he is well aware that once he assassinates the dignitaries within the empire, there is a good chance that he will be exposed to the sun.

In the Empire, it's not a big deal for the intelligence agencies to catch a person's little tail.

As long as anyone lives in this society, he must face the situation of intersecting with all aspects of society, and it becomes much easier to find some clues from this.

It's like a rough portrait of the Buddha in a flash on TV, and the person in the portrait already has a three-point imagination with him, and if anyone has seen him and has been in contact with him, it is hard to say that they will not remember that there is a similar guy himself

I know it.

The man who wanted to take him out looked like he hated him, otherwise he wouldn't have arranged such a mission.

The woman's expression also became solemn, and she nodded, "Don't worry, leave it to me, and I'll let you know the answer soon." ”

After a while, Siwen said thank you, and quickly melted into the darkness and disappeared out of sight.

This temporary safe house is also considered to be scrapped, he will not come here again, and in about half a year, it will be put up for sale, and it will be bought by a good luck man at a lower price, cutting off all traces of Western literature.

On the other hand, Schnoder temporarily presided over the day-to-day work of the state government of Ambiluo while Dührin was unable to work, and spent his days in the archives.

His performance was passable, but it was clear that some people didn't want to miss out on this rare opportunity so simply.

At lunchtime, two guys who were his assistants invited him to eat together, and the three of them found a table in the corner, and the rest of the diners did not take the initiative to lean over, and inadvertently isolated the three of them.

Schnoder didn't feel much about it, but the other two guys were a little unhappy.

One of them rummaged through the vegetable salad in the fast-food box with a fork and complained, "None of the recent documents in the governor's secret office have allowed me to be reactionary, especially the woman named Dove, who almost took me."

Treat you like a thief!"

Another guy listened and talked about his current job, "The situation in Ambiluo is much better than we thought, I thought the state government would face a lot of financial problems, but the truth is that they are not financially

It's strange that there is always abundance. ”

Schnoder never spoke, it is normal to be isolated, after all, this is Doolin's home field, these people are all supporters of Doolin, let alone isolated, even if it is hostile, it is normal.

As for the latter, although there is something that is not quite right, it is not a big problem, the current financial pressure of the state government of Ambiluo is not very large, and there is still a lot of money that is sufficient for the current development policy of Ambiluo.

The two of them complained about what had happened to them and secretly observed Schnodder's expression, until someone lowered his voice and said to him, "A friend talked to me about you and wanted to see you......"