Chapter Seventy-Eight: Crisis
"Let me see!"
Hank, who was resting, was shocked when he heard M4's words, and before Wen Qing could ask what kind of fiber rope it was, he ran to the corpse to check it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Do you need to be so panicked?" Looking at Hank's look of careful inspection for fear of missing a single detail, Wen Qing couldn't help but wonder, could it be that this kind of murder method reminded him of a certain force or person?
I have to say that Wen Daguan has finally been able to get one thing right now, although it is a little ironic, but this is indeed a fact.
"There aren't many people who can kill people with fiber rope so skillfully......" Touching the strangulation marks on the corpse's neck, Hank said slowly, "and the strength will be so great that it can silently strangle two researchers who are no more than five meters away from each other in succession." ā
"So," Wen Qing asked after answering his words, "it reminds you of someone, who is it?" ā
Hearing his question, Hank turned his head and glanced at Wen Qing in surprise: "Why did you kid suddenly become smarter?" ā
"I'm sorry, maybe it's because I got an RPG and my mind is clearer now, or maybe I have some kind of passive skill, and I can improve my intelligence a little after being injured once." Wen Qing shrugged casually, not caring at all about the ridicule of this goods.
"I think you're injured once, and your skin is thicker, right?"
"That sounds pretty good, at least it's not easy to get hurt if it's thick, which is equivalent to increasing my defense in disguise."
Well, Hank is really out of line, I didn't expect this kid to be so shameless.
"Don't talk about you kid," Hank waved his hand and took the initiative to end the topic, "To be honest, this kind of murder method reminds me of a person, a person who is difficult to deal with and always elusive. ā
"Let me guess, one of your enemies?" At this time, Wen Qing seemed to be incarnated as a detective, and then Hank's words made the next guess.
"I said, why are you so annoying when you're smart?" Hank glared at Wen Qing unhappily, originally thought that this kid would be able to save some effort after being smart, but now he is saving energy, and saving energy is so much that his role has been robbed.
"Tell me, who is that person?" Wen Qing stared at Hank curiously, and he could call Hank 'very difficult to deal with', that person was definitely not simple.
"Nobody knows his real name, to be exact, I doubt he really has a name." Hank replied angrily, "Everyone only knows that his code name is 47, maybe that guy himself has already taken this as a name." ā
It's really 47! Wen Qing couldn't help but smack his tongue for a while, but he didn't expect that the mysterious bald man was actually in this world, and it seemed that he had a grudge with Hank.
This is not good news, if this is really the case, then I may not know when I will be remembered by that bald man in the future, once I am really targeted by such a 'killer king' in such a previous life game, hehe, Wen Qing said that he can only learn from M4A1 The Griffin commanders in their world are shrinking into the base as an otaku, no, maybe it will be dangerous to be an otaku.
"In other words, the reason why this research facility has become like this is because of that 47." Wen Qing frowned, but it was strange, how could a killer come to such a place?
"Not necessarily, there are many people other than that man who can do this." Hank shook his head, "I just happen to know one of them." ā
"Anyway, he's one of the suspects." Wen Qing glanced at Hank deeply, "I think it's necessary to talk about that 47 after I go back, after all, if the two of you really have a grudge, I will probably be affected." ā
"Let's wait until we have the life to get out of here." Hank stood up and put Bell, who was still unconscious, back on his back, "Let's go, Ambrera's research facilities are generally built no larger than medium-sized except for headquarters and special departments, and we should be able to reach the deepest part of the facility soon." ā
"Can I understand that we will soon have no way to escape?" The corners of Wen Qing's mouth twitched.
"It's a pity if there is no freight elevator in the deepest part, yes." Hank spread his hands, "If that's the case, we're going to turn around and kill again." ā
"That's a really good idea."
"Thanks for the compliment."
Unbeknownst to everyone, the research facility's internal surveillance system was still in perfect working condition, and in the facility's central monitoring room, a man sitting in a chair was staring coldly at Hank, who was wearing a gas mask, on the surveillance screen.
Hank...... Umbrella...... Shirley ...... "The man's throat kept rolling and he finally struggled to spit out a few jerky words.
Meanwhile, at the base in Maple Leaf Town, MK23 sits in a chair in the command center and stares at the images on various surveillance screens, as 98k has to watch the survivors, so she is left with a tactical humanoid watchman in a huge base.
"It's too much, it's too much to leave me alone at home, don't underestimate the power of the pistol!" Lori wielded a pistol and put her hand into the snack bag next to her, stirring it up, and finally took out two potato chips and threw them into her mouth, making a 'quack, rattle' sound.
"Huh?" Just as Lori was concentrating on eliminating a few packs of snacks around her, the camera of a certain area on the surveillance screen suddenly shook, which made Lori suddenly raise her vigilance and stare at that area.
However, a minute passed and nothing suspicious appeared.
"It's the monitor at the entrance." MK23 touched his head, "I guess the wind is blowing." ā
Just as Lori was about to sit back in her chair and continue to eliminate snacks, she didn't notice that a black figure slowly jumped down from the vent and landed on the ground silently......