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Yunlu Manor

Liu Xingyu went back to Yunlu Manor when he left Youliu Manor.

She took out the three A-level tasks given by her master Yu Hanyue and looked at them.

[A-level mission: Assassinate Guan Yanhe within seven days, 15,000 mercenary coins]

[A-level mission: kidnap Fu Ruosu to the Yunjiang River in the early morning of October 10th, 40,000 mercenary coins]

[A-level mission: Assassinate Cen Qiuyang within a month, 20,000 mercenary coins]

Liu Xingyu went back to the room after reading it.

The room is decorated in blue, with a floor-to-ceiling window with a field of flowers and some mountains in the distance, which looks very poetic.

Make the whole room look bright and relaxing.

After Liu Xingyu entered, she pulled out a chair and sat down, turning on the computer.

The computer boots up quickly, the screen is light blue, and there are only a few software on it.

Liu Xingyu clicked on [metasploit].

It was black when it opened, and Liu Xingyu's hand was tapping quickly on the keyboard.

After more than ten minutes.

Liu Xingyu looked at the information that had just been typed:

[Guan Yanhe, male, 34 years old, chairman of Shanhe Development Co., Ltd., recently took over a land development project from the government, and is currently building a factory and Suning Manor]

[Fu Ruosu, female, 30 years old, general manager of the personnel department of Yanyun Group, recently fired the daughter of the nouveau riche, currently in Yijing Apartment and Yanyun Group]

[Cen Qiuyang, female, 52 years old, the chief designer of Sunny Studio, a month later is the promulgation of the Golden Award, currently in Jinyang Villa and Sunny Studio]

Liu Xingyu thought slightly.

He first killed Guan Yanhe near the Jianshu factory in seven days, causing a work-related injury, then killed Cen Qiuyang when she went to work or returned home within a month, and finally kidnapped Fu Ruosu near Yijing Apartment on the night of October 9 to Yunjiang.

Liu Xingyu looked down at her watch--

12：48

She got up and opened the closet door.

There are many long dresses for everyday wear, as well as period costumes, but they are all convenient corsets.

Liu Xingyu was about to take the red one, and suddenly remembered-

She...... It seems that he faked his death, and this identity cannot be used.

She chuckled, took the white one, and pulled open the drawer, which contained many masks.

She picked out a full-length mask with a jasmine motif on it.

After Liu Xingyu finished changing clothes, she tied a relatively large purse around her waist, put a student card in it, and went to the basement with a mask.

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Basement.

The basement has two rows of rooms, one on the left for the laboratory and the one on the right for the garage.

Liu Xingyu walked towards the fourth laboratory on the left.

She opened the door.

Inside the door there were three cabinets, two experimental tables, and at the door there was a cabinet with gas masks on top.

Liu Xingyu picked up the gas mask at the door, put the jasmine-patterned mask on it, and put on the gas mask.

Liu Xingyu walked to the first cabinet, opened the cabinet, and took potassium thiocyanate from the top, and a strong oxidant from another cabinet.

It didn't take long.

Liu Xingyu packed hydrogen cyanide into small steel cylinders.

He took off his gas mask, put hydrogen cyanide in his purse, picked up his jasmine mask, walked out and closed the door.

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Build a factory.

Guan Yanhe is talking with the staff about the purchase of machinery.

Liu Xingyu put on a mask and climbed onto the glass window from the blind spot behind the factory.

The glass window was open, and Liu Xingyu climbed directly onto the factory beam, and walked slowly to the Guanyan River.

The staff seemed to be going to get drawings or something, and left, and the factory was only about the Yan River.

Liu Xingyu took out hydrogen cyanide from her purse, loosened her mouth a little, put it on the instrument, and slowly moved it back.

Guan Yanhe was looking around at the equipment, and suddenly smelled the smell of bitter almonds, and he didn't care, thinking it was the smell of gasoline.

It's just that there is something strange about the lungs, and it seems that it is a little difficult to breathe.

At this time, the staff came with the drawings, but before they could get to Guan Yanhe's side, they saw Guan Yanhe squatting down with his chest covered, and then fell to the ground.

When the staff saw this situation for the first time, they were stupefied and hurriedly dialed 120 and looked for the manager again.

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Meanwhile.

Liu Xingyu had already left the Jianshu factory and got into a taxi

"Master, go to the Z Federation of Literary and Art Circles."

"Hmm."

The full name of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles of Country Z is the Federation of Literary and Art Circles of Country Z, and it is the most authoritative organization in the literary and artistic circles of Country Z.

There are also five associations under its name: the Literary Association, the Art Association, the Calligraphy Association, the Dance Association, and the Music Association.

The driver is a middle-aged man, and he doesn't ask Liu Xingyu what he is doing at the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, he just thinks he is going to play.

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Z National Federation of Literary and Art Circles.

Liu Xingyu took off her mask, hung it on her waist, and entered the Federation of Literary and Art Circles.

There are three elevators in the hall of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, two ordinary ones, which can only go to the 8th floor, and the other one can go to the 12th floor, but you have to swipe the card.

Liu Xingyu took out the student card from her purse, walked into the elevator with few people, swiped the card, and pressed the 11th floor.

There was a cold bamboo-scented person on the side who swiped the card.

Liu Xingyu turned her head and met a pair of gentle eyes.

"Water breeze?"

"Well, you're Xingyun?"

Liu Xingyu echoed.

"Hmm."

Yue Hanfeng smiled softly and took out the mints from his pocket that Liu Xingyu had given last time.

"Can you eat this candy?"

？

Suspect she's going to poison the sugar?

At this time, the 11th floor arrived, and Liu Xingyu turned his head.

"Guess."

After saying that, he got out of the elevator.

The moon is cold and the wind is cold and gloomy behind Liu Xingyu's door.

He had checked the sugar, and there was a small amount of soul-sedifying agent in it, and he sucked it out with a needle and tasted it shallowly, it was a little bitter, but it could make him less tired.

After all, he has a soul in him, and he has two in total, so the body gets tired easily.

Especially when the soul is out of the body, and the other soul enters the body, it will be more tired.

But why does Liu Xingyu have these things? And also to him.

Don't...... Is she too? And see that he is?

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After Liu Xingyu got out of the elevator, she walked to the office of the president of the Chinese Painting Society under the Art Association.

"Knock knock."

"Enter."

Liu Xingyu pushed open the door and walked to the desk.

"Teacher, I want to participate in the Qingxuan Cup and the Yingsong Cup."

At the desk was a man in his twenties and thirties, with long hair and a headband that was part of a landscape ink painting.

Hearing Liu Xingyu say that she was going to participate in the Qingxuan Cup and the Yingsong Cup, she raised her head suddenly.

"Really?"

"Really, I didn't tell the truth."

Hao Jianan was a little too excited, and took several deep breaths before relieving himself.

When I went to get the registration form, my hands were shaking.

"Fill it in, my good student, it's finally time to compete, and I said that you should be shining and radiant at your age."

"It's just that you don't shine, you want to go to the mercenary to do the mercenary mission, it's not that I said, although the mercenary mission comes quickly, but if it is discovered, the consequences are unimaginable."

Liu Xingyu took a pen, quickly filled in the information, and handed the form to Hao Jianan.

"It's okay, I'll deal with it, I want to break through this competition, don't draw a brush, draw freehand."