"You''re badly hurt!" a young lady leaned on the door frame and looked at fautesven who was dealing with the wound, with a trace of interesting exploration in her eyes.
The bald killer fotexiwen is definitely a myth in the killer industry. There is not much news about him. No one knows where he comes from and why he works. Even some people doubt the world until now
Is there such a killer in the world.
Because most assassinations don''t look like assassinations, but more like a coincidence, an accident, an accident!
In these assassinations, there was no shadow of killers. From beginning to end, the target was playing a monologue, and then died inexplicably due to some accidents.
But he does exist. He is a legend in this industry. He will never be found. The ultimate Silent Assassin, fotexiwen!
But this time, he failed.
At this time, he sat on the bed skillfully playing with some medical instruments to remove and replace his wounds. The last failed assassination made him not fully recovered today.
None of his injuries were fatal, but all the injuries combined were fatal enough.
Yes, he was badly hurt. There were more than 40 wounds all over his body.
Slightly, it may be just a scratch, but seriously, it has torn his skin and muscles, almost exposing his internal organs to the air.
Until now, he couldn''t forget his run in the middle of the night. Every step he took, there must be a bullet closely following him, almost like a nightmare.
The sniper seemed to be his nemesis when he was accurate to the heinous landing position and ultra-high shooting speed, coupled with his keen sense of smell almost like instinct!
With some information he later obtained, he realized a problem.
He cut the suture and pulled it out of the healed muscle one by one.
The thin suture will have a very clear tingling feeling in the process of drawing out, but he didn''t even blink, so he took down all the sutures on his body.
Then he cleaned the wound again and bandaged it.
He then looked at the woman and said in a tone without any emotional fluctuation, "someone wants to get rid of me with the help of the target and help me find out who did the task. Maybe he will have some common topics with me."
The woman was slightly stunned, and the smile on her face instantly went for three points. "Didn''t Du Lin go abroad for medical treatment after being seriously injured and unconscious? Your task was successful, and the employer''s balance payment was also called."
Xiwen put on his shirt, tie and coat. "I have no chance to do anything that may threaten the target. Do you know what I mean?"
He looked at the woman again, "especially the sniper. I suspect he has the same talent as me. Such a sniper can''t be controlled by money and power..."
He bent down and polished his shoes. "So please, find out who wants to deal with me!"
Durin''s assassination was not just a very common thing, nor was it just such a simple assassination.
The Imperial Security Council began to investigate the killer from the first time Dooling was assassinated.
In the past, most of the targets of the bald killer fotexiwen were capitalists, scholars and foreign politicians.
He rarely takes the task of assassinating senior officials in the Empire. First, assassinating is easy to cause a sensation and eventually expose himself.
Secondly, it was also because he knew that once he assassinated the dignitaries in the Empire, he was likely to be exposed to the sun.
In the Empire, it was not a great thing for those intelligence agencies to catch a person''s little tail.
As long as anyone lives in this society, he must face the intersection with all aspects of society, and it will be much easier to find some clues from it,
It''s just like that there is a rough portrait of fautesian on TV. The people in the portrait have three imagination with him. If someone has seen him and contacted him, it''s hard to say that they won''t think of a similar guy
I know myself.
The man who wanted to kill him seemed to hate him, otherwise he wouldn''t have arranged such a task.
The woman''s expression also became dignified. She nodded, "don''t worry, give it to me, and I''ll let you know the answer soon."
Not long after, Western said thank you and soon melted into the darkness and disappeared out of sight.
The temporary safe house is also scrapped. He will not come here again. In about half a year, it will be listed for sale and bought by a lucky man at a lower price, cutting off all traces related to western language.
On the other hand, schnauder temporarily presided over the daily work of the ambillo state government during durin''s inability to work, and spent all day in the archives.
His performance is still qualified, but it is clear that some people do not want to miss this rare opportunity.
At lunch, two guys who were his assistants invited him to dinner. The three found a table in the corner, and the other diners didn''t take the initiative to lean over and inadvertently isolated the three of them.
Schnauder didn''t feel much about it, but the other two guys were a little unhappy.
One of them complained while flipping through the vegetable salad in the fast-food box with his fork, "they don''t allow me to react to the recent documents in the governor''s secret office, especially the woman named dove, who almost took me away
Treat me like a thief! "
Another guy listened and talked about his current work, "the situation in ambillo is much better than we thought. I thought the state government would face many financial problems, but the fact is that they are not financial
It''s strange to have plenty. "
Schnauder never spoke. It''s normal to be isolated. After all, this is Turin''s home. These people are Turin''s supporters. Let alone isolated, it''s normal to be hostile.
As for the latter, although there is something wrong, it is not a big problem. The current financial pressure of the government of ambillo state is not large, and there is a very abundant part, which is enough for the current development policy of ambillo state
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While complaining about what happened to them, they secretly observed schnauder''s expression until someone lowered his voice and said to him, "a friend said you when chatting with me. He wants to see you..."