Chapter Eighty-Six: I, the Killer, Fight for Money!

Gu Changsheng didn't continue to ask, he didn't have any interest in asking about other people's privacy.

It was not early, and after cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks on the table with Song Qinghuan, Gu Changsheng washed up briefly and went to rest.

The lights in the courtyard were extinguished, and Lu slept soundly in the corner. In the room, An An's voice could occasionally be heard talking in his sleep, but other than that, it was quiet.

There is silence, and the night stars are lonely.

It's past one o'clock in the morning. At this point in time, most people have fallen asleep peacefully.

But in a small and dirty rental house, a decadent man has no sleep.

Sitting in a chair with one leg missing, he stared at the door of his room.

"It's really a lie...... said that the door-to-door service has not yet come. ”

I hadn't seen anyone come for a long time, and the man muttered to himself.

……

"Late night", "door-to-door", "service", just by looking at these words, veteran drivers can already make up a 120-minute action movie.

Generally speaking, the special services of this point will always be reminiscent of some things that violate the law and discipline and violate public order and morality.

It is also true that man booking is indeed not a serious service.

He's going to find someone to murder him.

The man's name is Wang Bing, and his life has changed dramatically recently, and he has lost the confidence to live.

His girlfriend broke up with him, the strange eyes of the people around him, and the disappointed eyes of his parents made him extremely painful.

In desperation, Wang Bing decided to end his life.

This morning, while browsing the Internet for information about "suicide", he received a message on his mobile phone.

"A professional killer organization to help you solve grievances."

There is also a URL behind it, Wang Bing clicked on it and found that this website is quite "regular".

The website claims that it can help customers and make people they are not used to disappear in the way of "accidental death".

He was a little moved, if he could pay someone to murder him, and then disguise himself as an accidental death, then it would be better.

Continuing to browse the website, Wang Bing found that there were different levels of killers with different charging standards.

The top-ranked, higher-level killers charge extremely high, which makes Wang Bing secretly smack his tongue.

Flipping directly to the bottom of the killer ranking list, he saw a killer's information.

Codename: Naeguchi Shang.

Grade: Level 1.

Number of completed transactions: zero.

Customer praise rate: The number of ratings is insufficient, and it will not be displayed for the time being.

Cost: Six hundred and forty-eight.

The killer introduces himself: Newcomer, inexperienced, want to open, the first time you can buy the goods before the payment.

Compared with the fees of other killers who cost 100,000 million, the fees of this rookie killer are extremely cheap.

And it also supports the first delivery and then the payment, which is simply the conscience of the industry.

Anyway, he didn't have to pay for it right away, out of the mentality of trying it out, Wang Bing clicked the "Appointment" button.

Next, the site is redirected to a survey.

The website asks him to provide information about the murder target.

From basic gender, age, height, and weight, to more detailed tastes and hobbies, and the model of the vehicle you drive, the website is designed with relevant questions.

Wang Bing filled in the information one by one according to his own information.

Seeing that the website was so professional, a trace of expectation rose in his heart.

After the revival of Reiki, a lot of strange things have happened, maybe, this website is real?

After filling it out, the website popped up with a "successful appointment" interface, prompting that around one o'clock tonight, there would be a professional killer to take people's lives.

Wang Bing went out and bought a large bottle of sleeping pills and went home.

Tonight, if the killer doesn't come, end your life yourself.

The clock on the wall turned slowly, and Wang Bing noticed that it was already one o'clock.

Sure enough, it's a liar......

He let out a long sigh of frustration, went to grab a bottle of water, and poured out the medicine he had bought.

Just as he was about to swallow it, the doorbell rang.

Wang Bing was stunned, put down the medicine in his hand, and opened the door with some hesitation.

Outside the door, a cold wind blew, and it was empty.

He frowned, and was about to close the door when a soft voice came from under his feet.

"Hello~ I am the killer you have made an appointment, codenamed Naaguchi Shang."

Looking down, a Chinese pastoral cat was talking to him.

Damn it.

Seeing that Wang Bing was already in place, the cat walked into the house out of nowhere and slammed the door by the way.

"I saw in the background that the customer who placed the order was the same person as the victim who was about to be murdered."

The kitten jumped on the table, looked at Wang Bing, and continued.

"So I'd like to ask if you've made a mistake. What if the customer is killed and no one gives me money. ”

Wang Bing's brain was still down, and he looked at the cat blankly, not figuring out the situation.

……

After a long time, Wang Bing finally accepted this extremely absurd fact: he paid someone to murder him, and then the killer was a cat.

No wonder it's only 648.

Wang Bing remembered a sentence that was widely circulated on the Internet in the early years: the probability of being killed by a cat is very low, but it will never be zero.

After understanding the customer's needs, the killer cat frowned slightly, and then said out loud.

"I have a general idea of your situation. I can take your business, but the rules have to change slightly. ”

After taking a sip of water to moisten his throat, the killer cat continued: "In this case, you need to pay in advance, after all, after killing you, no one will pay for it." ”

Wang Bing's face was embarrassed.

Now, he doesn't worry about meeting scammers.

After all, the cat in front of him is logical, thoughtful, and methodical in his speech.

According to the novel, he is also a big demon, and it should be easy to kill Wang Bing, a middle-aged man whose body has been hollowed out.

But the problem is that Wang Bing has no money......

The last bit of money he had had used to buy sleeping pills.

rummaged through every corner of the house, but Wang Bing still didn't scrape together enough money, and finally could only express his sincere apologies to the killer cat.

"Excuse me...... I don't have enough money, so I'll trouble you to run for nothing. ”

The killer cat was shocked when he heard this, and his eyes were full of surprise.

What's going on! How this man is poorer than a cat!

"I won't bother you to make a move, I'll just take my own sleeping pills later." With a wry smile on his face, Wang Bing's heart was full of frustration.

!!!

The business in hand is about to run!

This is my first business, and it is so yellow, it will affect my rating on the website......

The killer cat's pupils trembled, and some couldn't accept this fact.

But letting it work for free violates his own creed of "pay will be rewarded".

Hard!

Wang Bing politely sent the killer cat out of the door, picked up the sleeping pill again, and sent it to his mouth.

At this moment, the doorbell rang again.

He was stunned for a moment, but went to open the door anyway.

Outside the door, the killer cat sat on the ground with a consultative tone.

"No, you go to work to earn some money, I'll kill you when I earn enough!"