Looking at the scenery outside the window, margus was very calm. He believed that the soldiers of the Empire could protect his safety.


    This kind of assassination was not what he encountered. What he first thought of now is what he should do and put an end to.


    In the deepest part of his heart, he had some uneasiness. The name of Turin was engraved in the places that bred these uneasiness. The young man''s treachery was not like a young man''s treachery at all. He was more like an old fellow equal to himself.


    If he didn''t show the edge of young talents occasionally, Maggs would think that there might be an immortal face in the world.


    What would Dooling do if he got hurt?


    If such a thing happened before he talked with Turin, he would never think so much, but after the conversation, he had insight into Turin''s ambition, and he began to worry about what Turin would do.


    At the same time, Xiwen, who was checking his murder weapon, put a brick in a dehumidification constant temperature suitcase worth more than 1000. In addition to the brick, there was also a coin, a steel wire cable, an empty wine bottle and a polished wrench.


    As a well deserved Nanbo Bay in the field of killers, Xiwen, known as the ultimate Silent Assassin, is very rigorous and proud of his work. He never disdains to use guns, bombs or knives for assassination. It''s not assassination, let alone art.


    On the contrary, these things that seem to be used by a repairman are the real key to the art of assassination.


    He picked up the phone, and a voice passing through the sound transformer rang.


    The sound transformer is also a popular thing recently. Especially in the underground world, people are used to pressing the sound transformer on the microphone before speaking to ensure that their sound characteristics will not be leaked.


    The person on the other end of the phone gave him a task. As long as he did this task, he could not only get a large reward, but also help him search for clues about the envoy.


    For this task, Xiwen thought about it for more than ten minutes, and finally took it down, because the man said that in addition, he would get some people''s friendship.


    The things in front of him are neither valuable nor care for him. What really makes him care about are those "friendships".


    He looked at his handbag, put the shiny wrench into his arms, grabbed a handful of coins, closed his suitcase, turned and pushed the door.


    About twenty minutes later, he had changed his clothes and appeared in the yard of the first public hospital in celiville. He was wearing professional clothes only for doctors, holding a medical record in his hand and a stethoscope around his neck.


    He kept his head down, and with a pen in his other hand, he wrote and drew on the medical record. When someone saw him on the road, he also took the initiative to get out of the way.


    No matter where they are, doctors are a respectable profession. Of course, this means that when they are saving people, when they take out the payment bill, these people are absolutely detestable one by one.


    After the first inspection, fotesivin stepped in from the gate of the hospital. He glanced slightly at several seemingly waiting patients in the hall, all of whom were intelligence agents from the Empire.


    He went to the unguarded basement according to the route in his memory, then called the elevator, opened the ventilation window of the basement at the same time, took back the wrench in the grass outside the window and stuffed it into his arms.


    A moment later, with a tinkle, the elevator door opened. The three first men outside glanced at the empty elevator cabin and looked back strangely.


    In the elevator shaft they didn''t pay attention to, fotesivin had drilled into the ventilation channel and crept quietly towards the reserved place.