Two months, two months for me, to create the death of the man "John Smith".

I thought I had done a perfect job, and I had thought of all the details, including the federal agency's surveillance capabilities and their execution when investigating the matter after the fact.

I might even say that I overestimated their capabilities before designing the solution.

During these two months, I gradually stopped all social activities related to "John Smith": I cancelled my shell company, returned my long-term rental house, stopped paying all taxes, and reduced my shopping history.

The last time I used my ID in public, or ...... The ID of "John Smith" was used in a chain hotel.

That day, I was very high-profile.

When I checked in, I made a face and cursed at the front desk; Not only did I not let the waiter touch my luggage, but I kept complaining to him about how bad the hotel was, and finally refused to tip him; I paced back and forth in the room in the middle of the night, causing the downstairs guest to call the front desk to complain, and after being warned by the front desk, I ran downstairs and knocked on the guest's door and then intimidated the other party through the door panel; I called three "technicians" to "come to the door" in one night, and I chased them away on the grounds that they "looked too much worse than the photos" and called them ugly when they rolled their middle fingers at me......

To cut a long story short, I made at least seven or eight "witnesses" that night that impressed me.

And the next day, I went to rob a jewelry store.

I stepped on this shop beforehand, there is a hidden alarm button under each counter, and it is private, the owner himself is in the store, as long as the robbery happens, someone will inevitably press the alarm.

Wearing a ski mask and holding a pistol, I quickly snatched a bag of stolen goods and jumped into the car with my bag before the police arrived.

I had already counted the time when the police arrived, and there weren't many cars in the suburbs of Berlin, so even though my driving skills were average, I wouldn't be caught up immediately.

I slammed on the gas pedal and raced all the way to the "predetermined location" before driving into the River Spree surrounded by police cars.

Before the car hit the water, I put on a diving mask, and when I got into the water, I just had to unbuckle my seat belt and swim out of the car because the windows had already been opened by me.

I was still more conscientious and put all the jewelry in a waterproof bag and fastened the zipper, so when the police scooped the bag out of the river, none of the contents were missing.

As for the robbers, that is, the person "John Smith...... When he was found, "he" was already a corpse.

The body that the police got was something I spent a lot of money to get to it, to put it simply...... It was my clone, except that as soon as he was cloned, he was immediately drowned.

In this universe and in this era, cloning technology is undoubtedly banned by the government; But there are still people doing it, and according to the people who do these businesses, their technology is ...... It's also bought from within the Confederation.

I don't know the extent to which the research is secretly carried out within the Federation, but the technology circulating in the underground world is limited to making clones that are physiologically identical, but have no anomalies, no mutant genes, and no memories.

In other words, although the finished product is exactly the same age, blood type, body type, hair color, etc., as the cloned person, it wakes up with a blank head, and does not know the things of this world, nor can it speak; Aside from the instinctive movements of breathing, sucking, and grasping, he can't even roll over.

It is unlikely that such a person would be able to pretend to be an entity for their daily activities, but it is certainly enough to act as a corpse.

Some people may wonder, what is the use of such a clone? In this era, the vast majority of internal diseases can be cured non-surgically, and surgical organ damage can also be repaired with biomimetic materials, so there is no need to use human clones as organ donors; It is also unreasonable to use them for human experiments, because there are many more cheaper and more efficient experimental methods......

Could it be that the clone is specially used as a fake death prop?

In fact, if you think about it a little, you will understand that it is mainly used in the industry.

People in this business usually find ways to get their hands on some celebrity saliva, hair, or nails...... It's not that hard to do, as long as you pay off some cleaners in high-end places...... Clonings of these celebrities are then made and sold to those "in need".

Of course, the price is very expensive, sometimes even more expensive than the body.

If you doubt...... Rich people can even "buy and use" the body, so why look for a clone? That is, your imagination is too scarce......

Because it is a clone and a blank sheet of paper, it can be "customized", some physiological or non-physiological details can be changed according to requirements, and "education" can be carried out according to a certain habit.

I won't say anything more detailed, even I think they're disgusting; In short, this business is still for the rich, even if the difference in the price earned by the buyer and seller is ignored, the basic cost of cloning a person alone is ridiculously high, and the poor still go to "use" the composite photo or face swap video, and they can't afford it.

As a time-traveler, I've had my own moral interrogations when I used clones as my "scapegoats", but after I learned about them, I became numb.

If I had the opportunity in the future, I think I would wipe out all the people who are in this business, but now, I am also a consumer of them.

Straight to the point......

Since I haven't traveled into this world for a long time, I can avoid most of the "cloning flaws", such as dental records, scars left by surgery, steel nails in the body, and other traces that cannot be copied by clones.

As a result, the death of "me", that is, "John Smith", was quickly confirmed.

Even if the PUT-OID had doubts about this, it would not hurt to trace the trajectory of my "lifetime" movements, and all they could find out was that a time-traveler had left his ordinary life after a period of preparation, and decided to do a big job, and as a result, he was planted. And the state of this person the night before the robbery also has enough witnesses to prove...... It is very much in line with the character of the outlaw.

OF COURSE, IN GENERAL, EVEN PUT-OIDS WILL NOT FIND THIS PART, BECAUSE "CLONED CORPSES" IS TOO CONVINCING; Unlike the situation where "the body cannot be found" or "the body is unrecognizable", few people will use this method to fake their death, but people will use this method to fake their death...... It's unlikely that it's a little person like me.

To sum up, having done this step, I can basically feel at ease; At this time, as long as I change my identity again, and I don't win the lottery and don't pay taxes in the future, PUT-OID will no longer target me.

But I'm more cautious, and I'm not in a hurry......

I decided to hide for another half a year.

It's not a difficult task for me, because I've already prepared a "safe house" for myself, which is the kind of property that looks very ordinary in the middle of the market, but you can't even find the entrance.

There is plenty of food and drinking water, as well as plenty of toilet paper, water and electricity, and there is a large public WIFI coverage, and the devices that can connect to the Internet in the house are not unlike any other than the countless devices connected to this WIFI.

As long as I close the door and stay in this safe house for half a year, the limelight will surely be over, and even the people on the road may start to spread the news that "the priest is dead".

I think so, however......

Two months later, one morning, I was just going to the toilet and was about to sit down to watch the news, when suddenly, the door to the safe house opened.

Even from the inside, you have to use a password to open this door, let alone the outside? But I'm the only one who knows the password, so that's definitely not right.

Without even thinking about it, I pulled out a pistol from under my pillow and pointed it at the door, then ...... And he came in.

Being held at gunpoint didn't seem to make him feel any uncomfortable.

I saw him close the door casually, came to me with a smile on his face, sat down cross-legged, and asked me, "Sacrificer?" ”

I could see and hear that he was knowingly asking.

"You are?" So I didn't answer, but asked him instead.

"My name is James Lance, and you can call me ...... 'Judge.'" He replied.

"You're looking for me?" I asked again.

He knows where my safe house is, knows my nickname, and crucially knows the password to my safe house, so he didn't find the wrong person, so the question is what he is looking for me.

"Huh...... Take it easy. As a result, he smiled and said, "Actually, I have a lot in common with you, such as I also like to make some sinners who are not punished as they deserve to suffer......" He paused as he said this, as if to observe my reaction, "I know what you have done before, you are excellent, you are a prudent, reliable, and trustworthy person......

"As for me, I want to do a reality show recently, its form and content should be very suitable for your taste, I still lack an assistant, I don't know...... Are you interested in giving it a try? ”