Chapter 16: Dead ......

This is really one confusion after another, which makes John feel that it is more exciting than riding a roller coaster.

Not only him, but Ziliang is also ....... Even the others...... Completely unaware of what was happening, they looked left and right for the source of the gunshots.

It didn't take much time, and almost in the next second, they found out that the gun had been fired by Moriarty, because the gun in his hand was still smoking.

But now everyone doesn't care where this guy got the gun, because, what's even more confusing is ...... The target of this guy's shooting turned out to be himself.

Yes, we are so cute that Moriarty is so public, in front of everyone, he killed himself with one shot. The bullet went straight through his jaw, upper jaw, head, and flew straight above his skull.

Then, with a snap, the guy collapsed in a pool of blood.

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Throughout the hospital, there was silence.

"Uh...... What is he ......" Konstantin hesitated for a moment before finally mustering up the courage and asked.

Hearing this, the others finally came to their senses......

"Ahβ€”β€”β€” this, please don't panic....... I think it's because this companion of mine wants to be more profound, to let you understand how strong our team really is. Ziliang said nonchalantly (in fact, he was empty), and then pointed to Harley on the side. Quinn: "Ah, who's that, go and treat them, and let these people see how safe their lives are under our protection." ”

"Uh...... Good. Quinn reflected in return, nodded and walked towards Moriarty, then placed his hand on his bloody head...... A faint flash of light flashed......

Nothing happened.

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There was silence again.

"Hey...... It's not good, the new colleague is looking at it, don't let me be unable to pull it down. Ziliang asked.

Quinn wiped his hands and stood up, "Alright." ”

Ziliang looked at Moriarty on the ground: "Then why doesn't he seem to have changed much?" ”

"Because it's just my skills, but ...... This guy should be hopeless. Quinn said.

"Huh?" Ziliang was stunned: "In your normal state, can't you resurrect a person?" ”

"Read your compass well, my ability is to make a person recover completely no matter how injured he is, as long as he has a breath, but this guy is completely dead, I have no choice." Quinn said angrily.

"Huh?" The corners of Ziliang's eyes twitched a little: "That...... So what to do? ”

"Two ways, first, if you just want him to be alive, let Shirley get some virus out and turn him into a zombie.

Second, you throw him in the morgue or simply find a place to bury him. ”

Quinn was accurate and gave two suggestions...... But it doesn't seem to work.

Well, Moriarty just died, extremely human, and inexplicable, fortunately, he had just joined the team for a few days, and everyone had not yet developed any feelings, so most of the people who were permeating this corridor at the moment were shocked, and there was no sadness of the deceased friend.

Oh, only Freddy seems to be a little grieving, because it seems that his 'sound completion plan' is about to be postponed again.

At this time...... Konstantin still seemed a little unconvinced, walked over, looked carefully, hmm...... Indeed, if ordinary people are collapsed like this, they will undoubtedly die completely.

I said...... Do you guys on your team often look like this? John asked.

Ziliang Kabakaba eyes: "Uh...... To be honest, it's not very often, and if we commit suicide, we always have to have some purpose, and it's like this kind of self-determination without warning...... I haven't really seen ......."

As he was talking, Ziliang seemed to think of something, he raised his head sharply and looked at the manuscript of "Hell" on the ground, which was about to burn out.

"it...... Isn't it......"

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Meanwhile...... Moriarty's consciousness.

If Moriarty has not experienced anything in this life, then death is definitely one of them.

He's dead...... But amazingly, his consciousness seemed to still exist.

It was a dazed, ephemeral, chaotic feeling, as if he felt the comfort of his detached body, like a mass of air, floating, blown away by the wind, and gathered again.

It was a wonderful feeling, but without the body, he couldn't see, hear, touch, or make sound...... This, perhaps, is the state of the soul.

Of course, in this state, the concept of time is also very vague, so he just floats like this, I don't know how long it has been.

He began to fall, and if he was a puff of smoke, then there must have been some huge vacuum cleaner down there, pulling him down like crazy.

Immediately afterward, a burning sensation stung him.

Moriarty...... I opened my eyes.

He was amazed to find that he seemed to be lying on a rock with temperature, he had a sense of touch, sight and hearing, and the body that had been with him for 30 years returned to his control.

Immediately, he raised his head, and as far as the eye could see, it was scorching and desolate, and under his feet was a cracked road, lined with ruined streets, towering buildings that had now been reduced to ruins, and countless rusty vehicles piled up in the middle of the road.

It looked the same as the street before he died, but it was like it had been scorched by countless years of flames, the sky was burned to a color between gold and blood, and the wind was full of hot sand and dust everywhere.

Moreover, there was an indescribable smell in the wind, and Moriarty had never smelled it, but, he knew, it was the smell of death.

Over here...... It's hell.

"Hahahaβ€”β€”β€” ahh Moriarty had no fear, on the contrary, he seemed to feel a little excited, so excited that he hummed a tune of unknown meaning with joy in his mouth.

Yes, he is going to die, he is going to hell, if ...... If there really is hell or heaven in this world, he must take a look.

Just before he could finish looking at the terrifying mirror image in front of him, suddenly, a huge figure appeared in front of him.

It was a terrifying creature that resembled a Wagyu cow, with a thick body and huge wings with bone spurs on its back, and it fell from the sky with a thud.

And then...... With his nose, which was almost spewing flames, he approached Moriarty and sniffed, revealing his hideous fangs.

Moriarty knew that this thing must be a demon in hell......

So, he smiledβ€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”

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