After hearing the conversation between Dominus and the mayor's secretary, Song Lan knew that she might not have a good night's sleep tonight.

He said "I'll take care of this", and it was impossible to think with his toes that he would go to Roger for a cup of tea and talk freely about their life ideals with each other.

Once you do too much of this kind of thing, you can't even count as a psychological burden.

The chemical factory explosion had a great psychological shadow on Roger, and since then, he has not only considered stepping down from the front line, but also contracted a hobby.

Watch an underground boxing match.

In Roger's words, it allowed him to get closer to the city and notice the corners he had previously overlooked.

On the stage of underground boxing competitions, people will fight for thousands of dollars in prize money, and the audience who is really enthusiastic about boxing is often just ordinary workers, and the tickets for a single match can often be worth their salaries for several days, but even so, people still linger.

In addition to the almost primitive savage impulses, the more attractive thing about underground boxing is that if you pay for it, you can get a closer look at people who are worse than them, and from the moment you are locked in the iron cage of the fight, the identity of "human" disappears, replaced by two beasts that bite each other in order to survive.

When one of the beasts fell, the people in the audience could clearly feel the feeling of being "alive".

Song Lan couldn't understand the complex emotions that Roger summed up through underground boxing matches, he had never been interested in this kind of sport, but on this night, he came to the opposite side of an underground boxing ring.

More precisely, standing on the roof of a building, with a bird's-eye view of the street in front of the stadium.

The neon lights and the wake of the cars form a line, and between them are crowds of people coming and going, people walking forward like the walking dead with blank faces.

It was late at night.

This is the underground boxing ring that Roger often comes to, and on the way here, Song Lan has confirmed through text messages that there is a high-profile match here tonight.

It's also a great place to start for the killers hired by Dominus.

The cheers of the audience overshadowed everything, and in the hysterical carnival, even if the people around them died, they probably didn't notice.

"Master, aren't we going in?"

Almond asked curiously.

"It's not for you."

Song Lan propped his arms on the edge of the rooftop, and the cold wind of the night blew him tightly on his windbreaker, "Just wait here." ”

What he was watching was a ragged bum.

With the high unemployment rate in the 17th district, it is really normal to see a homeless man, but in the past ten minutes, this homeless man has drunk more than a dozen bottles of mineral water, but even so, it seems that it cannot satisfy his hunger and thirst.

The homeless man had no money, but he was armed with a hammer.

Bangs cover half of his eyes, and the other one reveals ferocity and mania, and this is how he walked into a supermarket and brought out a dozen bottles of mineral water from it.

It looked like a sign of a banned drug addiction, but half an hour ago, he looked different.

Sitting on the side of the road and thinking about life, until someone stood by his side.

The man in an expensive black suit chatted with him for a long time, and the two seemed to hate each other, and then the man in the suit invited the man into the supermarket, Song Lan didn't know what happened in the supermarket, but since the two said goodbye, the homeless man has become what he is now.

Yes, just now, Song Lan witnessed the whole process of a homeless man being bewitched.

He believes it will also be very educational for Almond.

Or many Minas have a point that is correct.

In District 17, you can't expect to come to you out of nowhere, and the person who is friendly to you is necessarily a good person, even if he is wearing the uniform of the inspection department.

The homeless man's symptoms soon reached an unbearable level, and his hands kept clutching at his neck and face, leaving blood marks on his skin.

When he lowered his head and saw the blood stained on his fingertips, he suddenly showed an expression of sudden realization.

As if he had received some kind of command out of thin air, he crossed the road as if no one was around, and in a burst of braking and the driver's angry scolding, he came to the garbage bin across the street, and he poked his head into the garbage can, and after pulling in it for a long time, he found a black plastic bag from it.

The plastic bag was opened and the automatic rifle inside was taken out.

Seeing this, the driver, who was swearing and swearing, immediately retracted his head in fright, for fear that the homeless man would empty the magazine directly at them.

However, the homeless man never seemed to care about the angry scoldings of others, and he expertly checked the magazine, loaded it, and pulled the bolt of the gun.

Then, his eyes wandered to the location of the underground boxing ring.

At this moment, Song Lan finally understood Dominus's plan.

At the end of the underground boxing gym, he suddenly encountered a crazy homeless man, and was shot several times and died, thus ending his short life.

From every point of view, it was undoubtedly an accident.

In the 17th arrondissement, there are many people who have a sense of revenge for social revenge because of their unemployment, and no one will suspect the head of the inspection department for this.

Seeing this scene, passers-by have already called the police.

But before the law enforcers arrive, the tragedy will happen.

"Master, stop him!"

Seeing that the homeless man seemed to have heard some kind of call for duty, Elmond walked straight to the underground boxing ring with his gun on his shoulder, and immediately became anxious.

"He can't get anywhere."

Song Lan still leaned forward relaxedly, not looking like he was moving at all, and he just watched the homeless man carrying the gun once again cross the dividing line of the road.

The next moment, his body flew several meters under the violent impact, and after landing on the ground, he rolled a few times before stopping.

The screams were belated, and it took passers-by more than a dozen seconds to figure out what was happening in front of them.

This homeless man who seemed to want to make a big news was actually hit by a car in the blink of an eye.

The rifle slid a long distance and was successfully captured by the enthusiastic citizens who were the first to react.

And Song Lan slowly propped up her body, her expression became serious, and she said to Almond in a warning tone, "Because, he didn't obey the traffic rules." ”

I'm afraid I'll have to lie in the hospital for days after such a blow.

Didn't follow the traffic rules?

Almond was stunned.

He'd seen in a search engine that there was such a thing as traffic rules in cities.

Stop at a red light, go at a green light, and see the traffic signal clearly.

However, this was clearly not the case just now.

He clearly saw that the car, which was dozens of meters long, appeared next to the homeless man in the blink of an eye, and then there was a scene of the homeless being hit.

Time, another jump.

Just like what he saw that day.