"The second time!"

"This is the second time something like this has happened in Los Angeles!"

"In just two months, we have lost an elder and a special director!"

"We must retaliate!"

In front of the table.

Multi-person network communication.

Mechanical sounds are mixed, converging in a small secret room.

A pair of dark brown eyes, looking at the handsome face on the computer, flashed hesitation, and finally shook his head, pressed the button on the table, and made his own voice:

"Shut up!"

"The activities in Los Angeles are all suspended for the time being, and I will deal with this matter!"

He seems to have a very special position among these people.

Even if he is reluctant, the avatars representing the communication are still very dim to face.

This means that they agree to the man's proposal.

"Alas~"

A faint sigh, echoing in the secret room.

The man clicked the mouse, swiped over the photo of the handsome man, and finally froze on a miserable white mask, solidified it for a long time, and finally sent a command through the encrypted channel:

[Target No. 1: Code name gentleman, height between 180-195, strong and powerful, average marksmanship, restrained personality, suspected to be a veteran, and Brownhagen has a connection, may be related to the exposure of the pension apartment, verify the possible candidates as soon as possible! ] 】

Finish sending the command.

The man clicked back to the previous photo, I don't know how many times, carefully flipped through the information of the person on the photo, and finally stopped at the other party's opening record.

With the organization's large periphery.

He easily got the details of what happened in the Los Angeles retirement apartment.

The person in the photo not only looks like the masked man who broke into Bronhagen's residence, but also killed the previous Thirteenth Elder Butcher.

Although this was originally the butcher's own inflated, he actively participated in the game.

But there is no denying it.

The young man named Dean in the photo slapped their organization in the face.

If not

Something unpleasant comes to mind.

The man snorted coldly, and finally picked up the satellite phone on the table.

"Master?"

"Go to the Goat Lodge and identify the customer of 201, who is now in the room and is not there!"

"Call you back in half an hour!"

The man calculated the distance between the Brownhagen estate and the inn and agreed.

The phone hangs up.

The man hid his body in the shadows, lit a cigarette, and as the little red dot flickered on and off, his mind flew and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Rumble~

Empty on the highway.

A tattered pickup truck, the motor roars almost to the limit.

Dean, stimulated by his adrenal glands, couldn't help but let out a scream.

A little worry in my heart before.

Under the stimulation of this speed and passion, it has long disappeared.

Strong neural response.

Even if you increase the speed of this used car to the limit.

For Dean, it's easy to master, too.

So although his driving skills are only ordinary L2, with the blessing of physical talent, even some old drivers may not dare to be as crazy as he is now.

It was supposed to take at least 40 minutes to drive, but it took just over 20 minutes to complete.

Back to the city.

Dean slowed down.

This car must not be wanted.

It's also simple to handle.

Next door is a striptease bar.

There will be good Samaritans who will help take it away.

Just to be on the safe side.

Dean picked up a sharp cone from the car and broke four tires in turn before opening the door and turning towards the rental house.

The car can be given, but the tires must be changed!

Get dressed quickly.

Dean picked up the tape recorder and quickly rewinded it.

Next to the recorder, there is a mobile phone that keeps talking.

To be exact.

In his hotel room, he also hid a cell phone that kept talking, and made some inconspicuous little tricks.

That way, whether someone knocks on the door or sneaks in, you can find out.

From the beginning to the time when it is approaching the present.

Except for subtle electronic noises.

Dean found no anomalies.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that no one has come to disturb me tonight and found myself not there.

otherwise

That's when it happened.

"Knock knock~"

A faint knock on the door sounded from the tape recorder.

There was also a drunken female voice together: "FKYOU, open the door, Tom, you bastard, open the door!" ”

After that, there was a cacophony of invective.

It seems that the people around are woken up by the noise of the woman.

Dean looked at the time.

I found out that it was what happened before I entered the rental house!

!

He hurriedly changed his clothes, hid his weapon, then picked up the strong perfume and wine watering can on the side, sprayed it on himself, and rushed out.

As Dean crawled down the wall and back into the room.

The commotion outside the door was still there.

He rubbed his eyes fiercely, brewing his emotions slightly, then opened the door and said viciously: "You don't sleep, do you want to try Lao Tzu's fist?" ”

“FK！”

A man who looked stronger than Dean was about to fool the screaming woman back to his room, but Dean disturbed him and punched him directly.

Dean pulled his fist and grabbed the man's foot joint, knocking him to the ground and pinning him to the ground.

This is Krav Maga technique.

Pressing the man.

Dean opened his bloodshot eyes: "Lao Tzu hates people to disturb my rest the most, if there is such a thing, I promise you will regret it!" ”

The man wanted to be hard-mouthed.

But I felt something cold and hard, pressed against my waist, and I sighed in my heart and begged for mercy: "I'm sorry, I was also woken up by that woman, I'm in a bad mood, I'm sorry." ”

Look in the direction the man is pointing.

A petite little blonde cow, covered in alcohol, muttering about Tom and bastards, seemed to be very drunk.

Dean cursed in his heart, got up and let the man go, walked up to the woman, held her, and prepared to take her back to his room to rest.

This is located next to the strip bar.

The people who came and went were carnivorous men and women.

This woman is good-looking, and her body proportions can stimulate the impulses of some people with special fetishes

Being robbed is nothing.

If you get sick, it's really miserable.

He's different.

People are kind.

The body is also very healthy!

How do you know.

The hand touched the woman.

Dean immediately noticed that something was wrong.

This, the muscles tense up for a moment!

I think she was the first to knock on her door.

Dean had a cold look in his eyes, and directly carried the woman up, and in the envious and jealous eyes of the man next to him, he brought it back to the room and closed the door tightly!

"FK, dead little white face, if you didn't bring a gun today, you must look good!" , the man who suffered a loss, came back in a huff.

Went back to the room.

Feel the woman's hot breath on her back.

Dean smiled and said, "Luckily, I slept well, and a woman sent it up." ”

Call~

The woman's drunken muttered slightly, and her breathing became more rapid.

The next moment.

A sense of weightlessness comes in.

She was thrown into bed.

Finished!

The woman had a premonition of what was going to happen next!

Huh~

She hurriedly let out a coquettish cry, pretending to be confused and sober, looked around, and looked at Dean who had taken off her pajamas a little stupidly, stunned, and then curled up at the head of the bed and screamed, "Who are you!" What are you doing? Stay back! I'm going to call again! ”

"Do what?" , Dean looked puzzled: "Didn't you say I was your Tom?" ”

"Huh?" , The woman looked at the sincere Dean and wondered if she really said such a thing when she was pretending to be drunk.

The next moment.

Dean had pounced on her, crushing her underneath.

Woo~

Tear a few times.

It's all in plain sight.

More than an hour later.

The woman covered her tattered clothes, limped out of the hotel, took out her mobile phone in fear, and called.

Half ringing.

An electronic voice came from there: "Barbie, you've disappointed me."

The woman's face turned pale, and she explained in a panic: "I want to report the situation, but"

"No need." , sneered over there: "You screamed so loudly, I heard it downstairs, okay, Barbie, needless to say, I would have sent the results back a long time ago."

Hello do it yourself.

Hopefully, you won't be on the purification list one day! ”

Toot toot~

Without waiting for the woman to explain, the phone had already hung up.

“FK！”

The woman slammed her phone on the ground in anger and horror, but it attracted the attention of two addicts who were rubbing on the ground on the street corner.

The night wind is cold.

The woman hurriedly clasped her hands to her chest, covered the spring light inside, picked up her mobile phone, ran to a car on the side of the street, and left here.

After a while.

Dean stepped out of the shadows and returned to the hotel.

This woman is actually a member of the Lucifer Game Organization!

He remembered.

The backroom setup in Bronhagen does look like it's recording, or live-streaming, some bloody dissection video.

If memory serves.

At that time, there was a girl in a dragon suit on the side of Bronhagen, who was killed by a stray bullet without saying a word.

So Bronhagen is also related to the Lucifer Games organization?

But why did they find themselves?

Dean paused as he walked upstairs.

Although he killed Bill, if he wanted to take revenge, he would have done so long ago.

So it should have nothing to do with the previous thing.

Then there is only one truth.

The people of Lucifer's Game Organization, who suspect that the masked man, are himself!

The face can be hidden.

But height and so on, in battle, it is not easy to hide.

Because it's easy to kill yourself.

Here's the problem.

It was not uncommon for him to be a man of his height, and as soon as Brownhagen died, the other party immediately came to the small hotel to test that he was not in the room.

Explain that there are other factors.

The only connection between himself and Bronhagen is Mrs. Haass's retirement apartment.

If you think about it this way

The reason why Bronhagen meddled in Mrs. Haass's 'business' and carried it forward and squeezed those old people dry of their marrow is probably also the involvement of the Lucifer Game Organization.

The folks at Lucifer Games, are keeping an eye on these things!

So when Bronhagen died.

I was already involved and matched my body type, so I was naturally the first object of suspicion.

"It's a good thing I didn't use a pistol this time, and the speed of drag racing is good." , Dean had a smile on his face: "This not only cleared the suspicion, but also earned a skill for nothing!" ”

After a big fight with that woman.

Not only did he take a moment, but a skill that he had accumulated for a long time was also upgraded again:

[Mastery level 'Jiao':

After years of hard practice and reflection, you are proficient in all of them, and it is enough for the iron tree to bloom and the stone neodymium to gush water.

Your perception of the health of the opposite sex is much sharper.

You can accurately discern a woman's true reaction, no need to ask her ki mo ji]

"This skill. That's nice. ”

Dean is still a little proud of this.

After all, this is the top he has really promoted to the top by relying on his own hard work and talent!

"Even if that girl left early, otherwise hum!"

Dean snorted coldly, and with an invincible loneliness, he walked into the bathroom and washed away the traces of battle left on his body.

After taking a shower.

He took a deep breath, came to the mirror, and said silently in his heart:

Panel!

【Detective Panel】

Role: Dean

Level: 12 (1000/2200)

Spirit: 11

Strength: 13

Speed: 15 (Extreme)

Endurance: 9

Skills: Pistol Mastery, Ancient Muay Thai (L3), Torture (L2), Blow Needle (L2), Slightly (Click).

Property points: 3

Skill points: 5

Completed Cases: 10, Details.

Looking at the first time such a luxurious panel property.

Dean covered his mouth and looked up to the sky laughing.

Protagonist: Kagaga~

Tips and thanks:

Thanks to the book friends of "Night Glory" for the reward of 3,000 book coins, thank you to the boss!

Dean: "Thank you for the 30,000 book coins of the book friend for the reward, thank you boss!" ”

Dean: "Thank you to the character of 'Night Bright' book friends for the reward of 500 book coins, thank you boss!" ”

Thank you for the tip of the 'Fly Over Optimism' book friends, and thank you to the boss!

(End of chapter)