Chapter 122: Reincarnation is a technical job
"Ah, I forgot to ask him about the information, and I killed him casually!"
"Bill, don't you know what useful information this kind of garbage ability can be hidden in the crowd. β
"Stinky boy, you've been talking a lot lately, have you reached menopause?"
"Bill, so you still have a habit of scolding yourself, but we're alone. β
"I'm not a talker, let's get down to business. β
The shadow on the ground began to talk to himself again, and Bill felt that it seemed like a normal thing to talk to him, and then he was going to throw the head out of the window, eroding the ability ** and sending it into the shadow space.
With the evening breeze blowing outside the window, and his arms propping up the floor, Shadow Bill quickly broke free from the constraints of the plane and turned into the pure black form of a stereoscopic projection.
Reaching out to touch the corpse erosion, Shadow Bill's eyes widened instantly, and he covered the left side of his stomach in surprise, as if he could no longer move for half a minute!
The bleeding corpse moved without warning, plunging the sharp knife into the shadow......
Poof
The black shadow marks continued to spread from the wound, and the realism of the shadow group gradually diminished, and the shadow Bill slowly dissipated into the air and disappeared.
The headless corpse twitched twice quickly, and the fleshy red and white severed neck seemed to have flesh skin wriggling and making a strange gurgling sound.
Suddenly, a bloody palm broke out from the broken neck, and small hands with fine skin and tender flesh had grown where the head should have grown, groping around.
Then another hand broke through the skin, trying to tear open the skin of the dead man, and the headless corpse was like a rubber band that stretched to the maximum, crumpling and shrinking into two halves.
Vigilant and gloomy eyes swirled around under the human skin, and only emerged from the corpse when they saw that the shadow was indeed gone.
This is the true body of a man, this method of hiding himself in his body, and it is also a special ability exclusive to him.
After getting up from the ground naked, the man cursed and scolded, just like the two of them before.
"Damn assassin, if I hadn't used up too much physical strength last night, I wouldn't have to be a shrunken turtle, I'll kill you next time!"
"And the trash that looks down on me, and when I get fame and wealth, I'm going to kill you all one by one!"
"I'm going to kill you!"
The man was still roaring in a low voice, his eyes were already red and wide, he was babbling gibberish to the point of indiscretion, and his eyes were full of sinister madness.
He had no clothes on, but just crawled on the ground with a knife and chopped the skin of the human body that had been shed, and even his fake head was stabbed with a thousand holes, because that was the cowardly appearance that men hated to see the most!
"Hehehehehe, I know that in fact, you are all jealous of me, jealous of my talent!"
"This time I can definitely write the best work, it will be more perfect than the previous one, and when the time comes, I will let the star Grace be the heroine, and I ......will play it myself."
"Hey, hey, hey, hey!"
"Die, die, die, die, give me to die!"
"Haha, it's still easy to use dark power, I can easily chop up those people, low-IQ trash, sooner or later, what you can't understand in your mouth will become a legend!"
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Syllable!
The metal collided with fire, and the black knife in Mr. Keton's hand suddenly flipped to block an extremely strange jagged weapon, and he also turned his head sharply with a gloomy face to look at the man attacking from the window.
"So it's you, my wife hired the one with the ability to assassinate me, and the shadow just now is also you!"
"Hahahaha, then you should die too!"
Mr. Kerton gritted his teeth and rushed to the window, his blood-dripping gray belly and uncoordinated small limbs all exposed to the air.
His face was full of hideousness, his angry lips swayed around at great speed, and the tooth hall took a ride!
Mr. Keton's target was Bill, who had quietly climbed onto the windowsill.
He was holding the top edge of the window with one hand, wielding a ghostfang scythe with the other, and his feet were on the uneven faΓ§ade, behind him the chaotic moonlight obscured by dark clouds.
"Dirty guys. β
"Hehe, Bill, you're wrong, this is obviously stupid. β
"Whatever you like. β
Black spots quickly appeared in the palm of his hand, and dots of black spots appeared as if he were crossing the water, and the pure black revolver was firmly in Bill's hand, and he did not hesitate to buckle the plate.
Syllable!
The sound of the gunfire was faint due to the shadow attributes, and the shadow bullet passed through the skull in an instant, and Mr. Cottonon staggered to the ground, holding up his belly as if he was eight months pregnant, and it looked like he would not come back to life.
The ring spun twice between the index fingers, and the pitch-black pistol returned to its body, as smooth as if it had become one with Bill.
This time, though, he didn't cut off Mr. Keton's head, squinting and jumping into the room, he could feel a faint sense of familiarity, an energy that Bill had noticed when he had just infiltrated with his shadow.
The eyeball is covered with shadow film again, and the shadow is carefully examined in the room......
Walls, table legs, floors......
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The pitch-black dagger had been inserted into Mr. Keton's slightly fluctuating figure, and two black nematodes like earthworms were cut off at the waist, and a slight black smoke briefly rose from the floor, dissipating into the dead air.
As the black smoke cleared, so did the familiarity.
"Oops, I forgot to ask him for information!"
"Ahhhh
β...... Don't you want to know?"
"Hey, hey, Bill, I'm kind enough to save you, and curiosity kills cats, and the same applies to you!"
"I'm not wrong, you're a verbose guy. β
Using Mr. Kerton's sharp knife to cut off his still hideously twisted head, Bill eroded the rest with shadows and sent them straight into space.
Leave through the window with your head in your hand and head straight to the North End No Signature Tavern.
With no surprises and the shadows of the night not to be hindered, Bill soon arrives at the Unmarked Tavern and receives Mr. Cotton's bounty.
1500 gold pounds.
After deducting the 300 gold pounds from the purchase of the bounty order, you will net 1200 gold pounds.
"Black money is really easy to make, and now even if Lao Wei's side doesn't achieve the level I expected, relying on the black market business is enough for me to live. β
After leaving the unsigned tavern, Bill walked slowly down the long dark alley, habitually summarizing the events of the past two days, such as the limited information he had just received from Mr. Kerton.
"He seems to have said just now that his wife secretly bought and murdered him, so Mrs. Cottonon is also a capable person?"
"No, the tavernkeeper never said that only the capable could issue a bounty for the able, and even if Mrs. Cottonn knew nothing, as long as she could afford to pay 1,500 gold pounds, I believe there was no reason for the Black Street to refuse her commission. β
"Black Street is a cunning big business, which means ......"
"The person who offered me a bounty on my head may not be a person with special abilities, and may not even know my true identity, but the black street has a powerful intelligence network and has obtained information that I have special abilities. β
Therefore, as long as the bounty holder can afford to pay the bounty proposed by the black street, he can issue a wanted warrant on the black market, but the wanted warrant can only be purchased if he is able. β
Slowly walking out of the North Zone, the brain is quickly thinking about various possibilities, even if it is only limited information, but also trying to see behind it through the surface.
"But what are those two black lines, strange things crawling out of the shadow of Keton, are they also shadow creatures, so I feel familiar with them?"
"Still can't be sure, those things are still unknown to me, but Ketton is pretending to be normal, who would have thought that he was secretly a madman who likes to shred corpses?"
"Yes, people's hearts are unpredictable. β
"Hehe, now that the murderer of the corpse shredding case is dead, I just don't know if Sha Wei has found out that he has arrested the wrong person again. β
Talking to himself along the way, Bill had passed through the central block when he saw the lights at the police station still on, and police cars drove out of the police station in the opposite direction to Mr. Cotton's rental house.
Laughed twice, because the police had not yet found the real culprit.
"It's really stupid, Sha Wei would be so low-level deliberately misleading and distracting his vision, the focus of this corpse shredding case is not the messy shape of the corpse at all, but the motive for the crime and the ability to commit the crime. β
If he is not in a hurry to solve the case and continues to send someone to find out the latest news of Mrs. Keton, he may be able to find out that she may have been in contact with a richer male ** recently, or buy her and her daughter a copy of the bank's latest accidental death insurance. β
But perhaps his eagerness to solve the case was due to the pressure of social panic, and the Spring Revolution was because of this boredom. β
"Mr. Cottonon is not a fool, he knows that the best way to identify a suspect is to make someone else a murderer, so he deliberately arranged the body pieces in a strange shape to turn the attention of the police to the infidels. β
In this way, as long as the rules of sacrifice are placed in the homes of infidels, who do not often return home, the rules of sacrifice are consistent with the pattern of corpses, and the police will definitely determine that the infidels have committed the murder, and may even ask the church to punish the infidels. β
"Mr. Cottonon must have been well aware that the Holy See of Ode hated the exclusion of infidels so much that he dared to do so. β
Jumping up a large tree at random, Bill lay on a branch where he could see Shawei standing in front of the police station commanding the police, and he yawned in the early summer temperature.
"How the hell did this idiot become a sheriff?"
"Bill, do you need to ask, don't you know the answer?"
"Hmph, you don't need to talk too much to remind me. β
"Reincarnation is really a technical job. β
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"By the way, Bill, don't forget to send the photos of the corpse shredding case to the new editor tomorrow......"
"Our dear sheriff doesn't know when he'll find out he's caught the wrong person, and when he finds out that the killer is someone else, guess what the expression on his face will be?"
"Wait for him to take someone to capture Mr. Keton, he doesn't know that Keton has already been turned into an energy group by you to repair the smuggling ship, and he can't even find the ghost shadow of Keton!"
"Haha, it is estimated that the newspaper will have printed the map of the scene of the corpse shredding case in the newspaper, and at that time, do you think our sheriff will take the blame and resign?"
"And then he ......"
Evil words came out of his mouth clearly, with a palpable taste of schadenfreude, and suddenly another voice burst out of his mouth.
"Enough!"
"Hey, hey, Bill, I have to warn you, the new editor is in dire need of breaking news!"
"If you don't give them the photos, the newspaper edited by Thomas will be declared bankrupt, and the small employees who helped you will lose their jobs, can you bear to see them ......"
"I'll tell you to shut up!!"
"I'll definitely help with the new editor this time, I don't need you to talk too much, I'm going to sleep now, I'll go over there tomorrow morning!"