Chapter 373: Staggered Killers and Weirdness

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Just when the high school affiliated to Confucius Prefectural University was playing a romantic comedy between Hachiman and Tomoko Kuroki and Yukiya Yukino, ah no, Yukino under the snow, Chen Tingzhi had already shifted his attention to the Jiangyou district of Binjiang City, where a classmate in one of his classes had taken a leave of absence and was now here.

'Oh, this kid, is it a killer?' I thought it was an ancient family heir who cultivated some kind of dark and cold family heirloom martial arts, but it turned out that the miserable thing on his body was a genuine murderous aura! Careless, careless. Chen Tingzhi, who was too high-spec so he discovered the murderous aura and then ignored the murderous spirit, watched the student hide in the rental house and patiently arrange the weapons he carried.

Lin Qun, a sophomore high school student with an ordinary appearance, the killer codename Qing Qingling, is now taking out a stack of blades hidden in the bracers and wiping them one by one and sorting them out. The next step was to carefully remove the nano-sized wire from the clothes on his chest, inspect it, and sew it back again.

Taking out his mobile phone, Qing Qingling took it apart, checked the miniature tubular pistol made of high-polymer materials, and found that the genetic virus ammunition and mechanical trigger device that could kill in three seconds were fine, so he reassembled them. Finally, there are the most important camouflage items and escape items.

"Nano camouflage cloth, no problem, bio-energy excitation potion, well, it's not expired yet." The equipment on hand is made through the reuse of the current knowledge that he has learned, and Qing Qingling has embarked on the road of a killer in order to learn more knowledge and experiment with more knowledge.

Too rational, addicted to learning, disdainful of communication, Qing Qingling is a transparent person at school. He can learn how to make bombs from chemistry textbooks, assassination techniques on how to turn himself into the best tool for killing people from biology textbooks, and how to make firearms and cold weapons from physics textbooks.

Qing Qingling, who is too genius and indifferent, is simply a natural killer because of his extremely low sense of existence. But it's precisely because the existence is too low, so it didn't meet the attention of Hiratsuka Shizuka, and it was corrected before it was crooked. If it weren't for Nicholas Chen's specialness, he would have unconsciously ignored this boy, instead of paying attention to him from thousands of miles away like he is now.

'Are you going to kill people and make money?' Chen Tingzhi saw that the boy was dressed in camouflage cloth, covering his figure and smell, and left through the window of this cheap rental house base, so he surveyed the target of this student, "A very ordinary black-hearted businessman, who has not been exposed to the weird side, and there is no superman like Jotaro among the bodyguards, he can't beat this child." It's good, don't keep watching. He should be back safely in the afternoon. ’

Chen Tingzhi retracted his attention and began to prepare for the next physical education class. is just a misguided student, who likes to be a killer to make money to ensure that he can fully indulge in learning, which is nothing to the abnormal Chen Tingzhi, who is abnormal, and he will laugh to death if he is a threat. For him, Qing Qingling, except for the mental state is a little interesting, the rest is completely and not worth caring about.

However, there are too many anomalies in this school, and there are more anomalies than this Qing Qingling. Tomie, Ka Coconut, Sadako, Mimiko, Zai Buji, as well as Sakuragi Hanamichi and Sagara Sousuke, their mental state and personality are also very interesting.

At the same time, the ghoul mage, who had once again left the dream realm, was ready to act again. Only this time, he didn't choose to hunt for food, after all, he had just thrown the serial killer's pot out (but he didn't). Coincidentally, this ghoul mage's illusionary dream realm happened to drift to Jiangyou District this time.

"I've now gained enough strength through seven days of eating to become a real vampire soon, but right now, I still need some manpower to distract those official figures and keep these damn breads from coming back to bother me when I get promoted." The ghoul clumsily and reluctantly mimicked the tone of Father Butch in his own memories, the savior of the absolute vampire and wicked (now soaked in formalin) Dio.

The ghoul mage wore a sweatshirt and used his hood to hide his alienated features like a vicious dog, his eyes wandering the crowd, and his heart was eagerly muttering, 'Soon! Soon! As long as I find enough helpers, I can safely promote (and suck blood) out of this ugly face. ’

"Mission object, cleared." Blades, wires, and even miniature guns were not used, and the completely invisible Qing Qingling stalked perfectly and silently, bypassing everyone's protection, standing behind the mission target, and then pressed a button on the belt buckle, and the formless, colorless, volatile poisonous gas diffused out like this, making the black-hearted businessman's eyes black and dying of a cerebral hemorrhage.

Qing Qingling, who had already done a certain amount of physical modification on himself, so Qing Qingling, who was immune to the poisonous gas, pressed another button on the belt buckle again, releasing an antidote to neutralize the poisonous gas. Then after clearing all the clues and carefully checking all the surveillance in this house, Qing Qingling, who made sure that he had no traces at all, left the company, where the boss was completely dead.

The camouflage cloth was folded and glued in reverse, Qing Qingling carried a freshly baked backpack, disguised as an ordinary boy, Sanwu's face deliberately made an impatient expression, while running quickly on the road, while looking at the watch from time to time, people could see at a glance - ah, this is a student who overslept!

'Danger! Dangerous! Dangerous! Dangerous! Dangerous! Dangerous! Dangerous! Dangerous! Dangerous! Dangerous! Dangerous! When Qing Qingling passed by a hooded man with a dark temperament, the hairs on his back instantly stood up, and the nerves in his spine sent a chill that passed by death, and he instinctively warned him madly, reminding him of the experience when he almost failed the experiment and was killed by his own bomb.

'Who is this man?' It feels dangerous! Although Qing Qingling was stimulated by his keen perception of danger, he did not leak his voice on the surface, and his irritable deductive expression remained unchanged at all, not to mention a vigilant look, even his heartbeat was deliberately suppressed by him, and he did not accelerate wildly.

"What a material! Strong, full, but powerful muscles! "It's a pity that Qing Qingling has been targeted.