I don't have a system but I have a hammer

The team leader is not a fool, of course he knows the meaning of my words, so his expression at this time has changed from the shock just now to the solemn one now...

"I can promise you this, but even so, the serial murder case must have a result, at least an explanation must be given to the people of the whole country, so you..."

I interrupted...

"You don't have to worry about this. I've already thought about it. There are many death row inmates in the government, and there are also people who have committed the most heinous crimes in the evil organization. You can use them as my scapegoat..."

The team leader's eyes lit up, this is indeed a good way, but then his eyes dimmed again...

"According to what you just said, it will take time to liberate all the strongholds in the country. During this period of time, it is impossible for the authorities to stop their pursuit of you, and once the strongholds are opened, you will have nowhere to hide. Have you considered this... "

The cigarette butt that I snuffed out slowly exhaled the remaining smoke, like a cloud of haze, passing over my smiling face...

"Don't worry, I will go abroad during this time, I have already contacted you, don't worry..."

Then I seemed to think of something again...

"By the way, you stay here for the time being. I saw the warehouse just now. The canned food inside is enough for you to survive for a month. I still have some things to do before going abroad..."

He nodded to express his understanding, and didn't ask too much, but looked at me with a slight concern...

"Do you want me to notify the customs..."

I waved my hand to say no, and slowly opened the door of the office. As the smoke in the room cleared, I smiled slightly at his slightly heavy face...

"Don't be so sad, come here and help transport the corpse to the supervision area, you don't want to look at the corpse every day, do you..."

He smiled wryly and nodded his left hand...

I slapped my head and hurriedly scratched my head in apology...

"Haha, forgot, forgot..."

I uncuff the handcuffs...

He moved his wrist, stood up slowly, and looked at me sincerely, with an inexplicable look in his eyes...

"Actually, even if the scapegoat thing can really do what you want, but you were once a member of this organization after all, so how will the official decide in the end..."

I patted him on the shoulder with a smile on his face...

"Is this important? Haha, as long as all the evil organizations in the world are destroyed, I will complete my mission, so... let's go, Mr. Porter!"

After finishing speaking, I ignored his silent eyes and left the office straight away...

I went to the warehouse and took a small trolley. When I returned to the docking area, I found that the team leader had already stacked the corpses...

"As expected of the leader of the secret service team..."

I couldn't help admiring, I used to do this kind of hard work by myself, it was really tiring...

But what he said afterwards made me a little bit unresponsive...

"Are you sure there are only eight corpses here?"

I put the trolley next to the corpse, with a puzzled look on my face...

"What do you mean?"

The team leader narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at me thoughtfully...

"If you solved the people here, do you still remember how many people you killed here?"

Then he pointed to a corner under the control room...

"When I dragged the corpse just now, I saw a small puddle of blood there, but I didn't see the corpse, and I found a total of eight corpses, so I asked you, how many people did you kill..."

When he said this, I immediately reacted, and quickly recalled the original situation...

Is it...

In order to prove my idea, I immediately turned on the strong light and took a closer look at the blood stains in the corner...

Not long after, I got up slowly, and spread my hands helplessly to the team leader...

"Of the five security guards at the scene, four were killed by me with a pistol, and one was hit on the head with a hammer. I forgot whether I went up to make up for the knife..."

That's right, the security guard may not have died, that is to say, after those systems were rejected by me, the security guard was either revived or activated by him...

What the hell... Speechless!

The team leader smiled indifferently, and put the corpses one by one on the cart...

"I thought that a cold-blooded killer like you wouldn't make any mistakes, but he's just a security guard, so he shouldn't be able to cause any trouble..."

Sigh~ If the security guard doesn't do anything about it, he might blow my skull off!

After the corpse was loaded into the car, he added with a smile...

"However, I can see that you really hate this organization. They are already dead, but you still want to shoot at their corpses..."

I raised my brows, there is nothing wrong with this guy, I am indeed jealous, but I haven't reached the point of torture...

"I don't have that habit, I shot them to death..."

Perhaps to prove his point, the team leader immediately turned over the top body of a security guard, and then pointed to the wound on his neck with a serious face...

"Look at the wound on his aorta, which is its fatal wound. According to the color of the wound, this man has been dead for at least two weeks, but around the bullet hole in his head, there is no tissue fluid oozing out, and there is no hematoma. Place…"

I followed his words and whispered softly...

"So this must be a posthumous injury!"

He nodded in agreement...

But I was leaning against the wall, rubbing my slightly throbbing temples, feeling a little melancholy in my heart...

ah~

As we all know, this is the knowledge in "Da Song Mentioning the Criminal Officer" when I was a child, but it appears here... It's too weird!

really...

Kiln sisters lie down in rows, one wave rises after another...

After a while, I looked up...

"Team leader, do me a favor and turn over the bodies of all the security guards, I have some ideas..."

really…

After the corpses were opened, I found that the necks of the four security guards had fatal wounds of different shades...

In other words, before they were killed by me, they had already become the puppet of the president...

Then the only security guard who escaped was undoubtedly a puppet...

But how could the puppet have autonomous consciousness without the system?

And how could the system choose the puppet?

It's not a zombie...

Is it...

I widened my eyes, with an incredible expression on my face!

Because I thought of a possibility!

The president... is not dead!

Although his head was blown into watermelon juice, but he detonated the bomb in his teeth so resolutely, it can only show one thing...

At that time, he didn't play brain fireworks to protect the secret, nor was he loyal to the Stranger Gang, let alone for disgusting people...

It's because he can treat the puppet as his own...

Doppelganger?

And can you transfer your own consciousness before you die?

I'm so...

At that time, in the entire base, the only thing he could use as a clone was the puppet that was hit on the head by a flying hammer but did not die...

Of course, I know the power of the flying hammer. As long as it hits the head, it will basically lose its fighting power immediately!

But it is very difficult to kill with one blow, so every time I hit the target's head with a flying hammer, I will immediately step forward to make up the knife to prevent the enemy's dying counterattack!

In other words, the president is really still alive!

And according to this, the puppet system is simply more difficult than any other system...

day~