Fang Lin thought about it, carefully avoided the bloodstains, and lightly climbed up to the roof to look down, only to see that in the entire Nuoda store, human stumps were scattered everywhere, that situation could only be seen in a very terrible nightmare, his departure was only a few minutes, this originally murderous firearms supermarket, it actually became a flesh and blood slaughterhouse!

He pressed his ear to the aluminum roof, listened to the sound inside, held his breath, waited for a while, made sure there was no living person inside, and climbed over like a tanuki.

Fang Lin knew that he definitely didn't have much time, and he had to leave as soon as possible before the mafia reinforcements arrived. There was a heavy smell of blood in the air, and the tempered glass that the owner of the firearm supermarket used to protect himself shattered into a large human-shaped hole, and the fat boss's body was still in place, his head seemed to be torn off alive, and his bloodshot spine was thrown aside at will, only the eyes that were wide open and lost their luster of life, telling the moment of surprise and disbelief before death.

When Fang Lin saw this head, he suddenly had a strange illusion in his heart, it seemed that some key point had passed through his heart: everyone in the supermarket was dead and completely mixed into a vague piece of flesh and blood, why could this boss be the only exception?

His gaze stayed on the cash register at the entrance, the position of this table was slightly skewed compared to Fang Lin's memory, the amplitude was only two or three centimeters, unless someone was particularly careful, he would definitely not be able to notice this anomaly. Fang Lin quietly walked to the cash register, thought about it carefully, gently stroked the table with his hand, and suddenly looked happy, and lifted the boss's head in three steps and two steps, aiming his eyes at a small hole on the inside of the counter.

Suddenly, there was a "buzzing" sound at the cash register, and it began to move to the left. Apparently a very advanced pupil lock, revealing a beautifully decorated box. There were three compartments inside, two of which were empty and the contents had been taken, and one of them, two pairs of fairly ordinary-looking glasses.

At this time, a coin rolled down with a "snap", it had been clamped and deformed, it was this coin that unintentionally rolled off and stuck in the gap in the hurry, causing a flaw of about two centimeters in this extremely secret mechanism, so that Fang Lin could see the key to it. He didn't have time to think about it at this time, so he picked up two pairs of glasses, emptied the pockets on the fat boss's corpse, and hurriedly climbed onto the roof and fled.

As soon as Fang Lin turned the corner, he saw dozens of black RVs speeding up, parked in the square in front of the supermarket, the sharp sound of brakes had not disappeared, a large group of blue-clothed, red-clothed hooligans and dozens of fat men jumped out of the car one after another, among them was also clustered a flying knife hand wearing blue clothes, combing hippie hairstyle, and a sharp knife on his waist.

Fang Lin's pupils contracted, and the sharp knife faintly glowed red, obviously the ten high-quality flying knives that the mission needed to obtain!

He casually turned the corner before the eyes of those people swept over, and after walking for a few kilometers, he walked into a café that was still in business, and chose a corner position against the wall to sit down, and he did not attract anyone's attention with a simple appearance, and the boss looked at the stranger who seemed to be very sincere, and finally felt that he was not likely to eat the overlord's meal, so he maintained that indifferent politeness, and asked him what food he wanted.

Fang Lin's continuous high-speed running could be said to have used a large amount of reserve resources in his body, so he was really hungry, so he ordered a cup of hot cocoa, two marinated and smoked salmon, and ten fried bagels.

The boss quickly brought things up, the temperature of the cocoa was just right, and it was very thick and warm to drink, and the bagels were crispy and crispy, Fang Lin looked at the diners next to him, and also learned to wrap the cream on it, and chewed it slowly with the salmon, but he felt that there was a sweet flavor.

At this time, with the dispatch of the political axe police to maintain order, the pedestrians on the street gradually increased, and the surrounding shops gradually opened, a little angry, after Fang Lin finished eating two salmon, he still felt unsatisfied, ordered another sandwich, found two newspapers and leaned on the chair to eat and watch slowly, in this café, there are too many people like him who come to kill time, and it will not attract anyone's attention at all.

Fang Lin took advantage of this opportunity to cover himself with newspapers, and began to count the loot he had obtained, first of all, the pair of glasses that looked unusually ordinary, he studied it for a long time, except that he felt that it was slightly heavier, it was almost no different from the rest of the glasses, the only exception was that the lenses showed a pale green color--------- which could also be explained by the fashion of following the trend. Fang Lin hesitated for a moment, but finally put on his glasses, and at the moment when the bridge of his nose was on this shelf, the Nightmare Mark quickly gave a hint:

"Get a Scene Prop: A Life Probe."

"Life Probe (Beginner): Special equipment that can obtain basic information about the target. Cannot be taken out of the world, the time limit is 48 hours, and cannot be used to redeem points. ”

There is also a row of small characters engraved underneath:

"It's easy to see a person on the surface, but it's not too difficult to see what he is------- c.s.f."

Fang Lin turned his head to look after putting on his glasses, only to feel a dizziness in his mind, and his mental power was passing rapidly, but his name appeared on the heads of everyone in the café. And the name of the person at the table next to him is red! He took a closer look, and his heart immediately became vigilant. This person's profile is: Jack, a member of the mafia periphery! However, the killing intent in Fang Lin's heart was fleeting, it might not take much effort to kill this person, but the ensuing pursuit was unavoidable! It's better to keep a low profile without careful planning!

He then began to count the items he had looted from the gun supermarket owner, a bulging wallet, three credit cards, and a bunch of keys. Fang Lin didn't think about the credit card and key, and directly filtered it out. In addition to the banknotes, there were also a few business cards in the wallet, Fang Lin quietly took them out one by one and looked at them, and suddenly his eyes lit up, so he stood up and went to the counter to check out.

The bill was twenty-seven dollars, Fang Lin was very generous and paid forty dollars, the tip was very generous, and the boss immediately looked at him differently, and his attitude was much better. Fang Lin took the opportunity to make a request:

"The weather is getting worse and worse, I've been sick with pneumonia lately, can you borrow an old coat for me and return it when I come to dinner in the evening."

The boss generously handed over an old coat from the coat rack next to him, and the account in his heart was also very fine, the tip given by the guest was full of thirteen US dollars, even if it was enough to buy this dress, not to mention that he would come to consume when he returned the clothes, and such a generous guest naturally had to turn around.

Fang Lin changed some change, wrapped his old coat tightly around his body, and put on another hat, and his image suddenly changed greatly. He walked over to the public phone booth outside, took out a blood-stained business card he had stolen from the dead ghost, and began to dial it.

"Hey, hello, is this 57 Ted Road? This is ....... (Fang Lin looked up at the sign of the café next to him) Rafael fast food restaurant, do you want to add cream to your pizza? ”

A faint answer came from the phone:

"You're typing the wrong shot."

Fang Lin smiled slightly, took a few minutes and continued to dial this number, repeating the above words again.

The answer on the phone was already very impatient.

"Typing a mistake, *!"

After a few more minutes, Fang Lin dialed the phone for the third time.

The person who answered the phone began to growl:

"This is 27 Venter Road! Boy, if you make another mistake, don't even think about opening your store again! ”

Fang Lin was submissive, apologized repeatedly, and promised that there would be no next time, but the other end of the phone scolded and scolded, and smashed the earpiece with a "snap". Fang Lin smiled slightly, called a taxi, and ordered:

"Go to 27 Wente Road."

The taxi quickly started, and a folded, blood-stained business card flew out of the window, rolled twice in the air, and landed on the road. The contents on the business card are:

"Ravencent Gun Company salesman Jean. Rennes office telephone xxxxxxx, business scope: the main agent sales of all kinds of firearms, hunting tools. ”

This business card is probably because he deals in sensitive arms, and it is very rare that the contact address is not indicated, but Fang Lin tricked the land out with a little trick.

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