A happy death and a painful death are both deaths, but the process is different.

The killer wants to choose a happy death.

As a killer, he has a sense of death, and every mission is considered the last.

The will has long been made, and what should have been enjoyed over the years has also been enjoyed, and there is a sum of money left as a trust fund for the two illegitimate children.

So let's die, but he can't die, because he can't move.

The jaw was removed, and it was impossible to crush the poison hidden in the teeth.

The shoulder and wrist joints have also been removed, and he is now like a doll, able to fiddle with all kinds of movements that normal humans can't do, but he can't kill himself.

Goofy searched slowly, and soon found a bunch of strange contraptions.

Hooks wrapped around his wrists, watches that shoot poison needles and cameras, blades on the soles of shoes, poison in his teeth, arrows hidden in his armpits, pens that shoot bullets, and rings that hide sharp weapons, Goofy is amazed at everything he finds.

"Dude, are you called a human weapon?" Gao Fei asked, "I played a game called a human weapon when I was a child, and it was quite fun." ”

The killer couldn't answer, and his heart was humiliated.

"It seems that you are trying to choose a painful death. Gao Fei made sure that the search was clean, sighed with emotion, and easily exchanged a bottle of "Honest Potion" from the Star Destroyer.

[Honest potion: If you drink this potion, you will become an honest person, not the kind that takes the plate, but the kind that tells the truth]

The killer's eyes widened as he could clearly see a small vial appear out of thin air in Goofy's hand, containing an unknown potion.

Goofy couldn't help but pour it down on the killer, and after waiting for two minutes, he closed his jaw.

The killer's eyes are blurred, and he honestly does not move.

Goofy asked, "What's your name?"

"My name is Tang Zhen, my pseudonym is Tang Yi, and my code name is Tang the Murderer. ”

"You're a killer?"

"Yes. ”

"Who told you to kill me. ”

"I don't know, we killers never ask for information about our customers. All I know is that the intermediary is a poisonous rose. ”

"Who's Poison Rose?"

"The most famous killer broker on the dark web, I often take assignments from her. ”

Goofy asked a few more questions, but couldn't get any special news.

It seems that we still have to open a breakthrough from the poisonous rose.

Goofy thought about it, and then exchanged it for [Amnesia Potion] and [Chronic Poison] from the Star Destroyer, and poured it on the killer Don.

These potions were enough for the killer Don to lose his recent memories and die silently with heart palsy half a month later.

Leaving the hotel, Goofy decides to fight back.

Even if he doesn't go looking for Poison Rose, Goofy can guess who hired the killer is.

The commission of the killer Tang is not expensive, and Gao Fei does not have many enemies, and Ma Rulong is the biggest suspect.

Back home, Goofy opened the Polar Shadow II and rummaged through the vast amount of information in the Special Management Bureau.

Among the dozens of gigabytes of data that we got from the SAS server last time, there was some information about their recent plan of action.

Goofy's gaze gradually became pleasantly surprised.

"Tut-tut, the work of the Special Administration Bureau is really interesting. ”

......

This rain washed away the good scenery of Van Du in one day.

On the street, you can occasionally see a girl in a skirt and stockings, but she is already shivering.

The seven-month warm weather is completely over, and the cold season of late autumn and early winter has begun, and the next two months will be difficult to endure without heating, and spring will not bloom until February.

The night was dark, and the rain began to fall again. On cold nights, many people run home and lie down in warm quilts to avoid the cold, and don't shake around outside.

In a dark path, a figure flashed, and the Bluetooth headset in his ear sounded.

"Team Eleven, make sure the communication is unimpeded. ”

"Team Twelve, pay attention to intercepting irrelevant personnel!"

"Six teams blocked Songshan Street. ”

"The seventh team is deployed on Taishan Street. ”

"Team 8 intercepted at Hengshan Street. ”

"Team 9, Team 10, is the passage of Huashan Street ready? ”

Voices come and go, and various instructions are given quickly and accurately.

"Team Eleven, everything is normal. ”

"Team Twelve, all unrelated personnel have intercepted. ”

"Team six, everything is normal on Songshan Street. ”

"Team Seven, everything is normal on Taishan Street. ”

"Team eight, everything is normal on Hengshan Street. ”

"The nine teams are arranged. ”

"Ten teams have been arranged. ”

The night is quiet, but it is restless.

A panicked figure suddenly appeared on Songshan Street, wrapped in a thin down jacket, in a strange and stark contrast to the fashionable woman who passed by and exposed her thighs.

Under the hat of the down jacket, there is a pair of somewhat cunning eyes, and from time to time I look back, and there seems to be an inexplicable danger hidden in those busy traffic and hurried pedestrians.

"It's not good, it's not good, let's go. She muttered, looked around, and prepared to enter Tarzan Street and leave this disturbing place as quickly as possible.

Suddenly, she stopped, and there were police lights flashing in front of her, and where the light shone, there seemed to be a muscular man in a black suit walking around.

"Mom!" she turned and slipped away, turning south into Hengshan Street.

After a few steps, she smelled a hint of danger, and couldn't help but look up, only to see that a high-definition camera was twisting its angle to shine on where she was standing.

She immediately shrunk her head into the hat of her down jacket, turned around and walked towards Huashan Street, and muttered to herself in her mouth: "God and Buddha bless, let me escape this catastrophe, I will definitely go to burn incense and make a vow for you." ”

Walking into Huashan Street, there are all kinds of food stalls on both sides, despite the cold rain and night, the stall owners are still wearing thick clothes, sizzling and shirking business.

It's just that the business is really miserable, and there are only a few customers.

A fashionably dressed woman, with two stockinged thighs exposed, waiting for freshly squeezed sugar cane juice.

A young couple, tall and petite, chatting with the stall owner while eating grilled cold noodles.

The two men were jerking off to a cold beer when it was so cold.

There is also a kind-hearted old man who took his children to ask about the price of rock sugar gourds.

She hurried forward, wanting to get out of here quickly, walked to the middle of the stall, glanced at both sides casually, and suddenly jumped hard.

At her feet was a sewer manhole cover. In order to make it easier to dispose of garbage, the street stalls secretly broke the manhole covers.

When she jumped so hard, the already broken manhole cover shattered with a bang, and her body slipped into the sewer and disappeared.

Only one sentence was left floating up.

"Your disguise sucks!"

The vendors and customers of the whole street jumped down, and then angrily rushed to the mouth of the sewer, looking at the black and smelly tunnel, no one dared to rush down.

A moment later, a middle-aged man arrived in a hurry and asked, "What the hell is going on, why did she run away?"

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and no one can answer.