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

Compared to the pain of surgery without anesthesia, the blond man's words didn't make me feel too much psychological ups and downs, but I was slightly disappointed...

"Suicide? So he...isn't a chicken head?"

Through the sterile isolation protective cloth, I caught a glimpse of the depressed expression on the blonde man's face...

"That's right. At that time, this guy fled into the bathroom, and our people also blocked the door of the bathroom. Maybe we felt that we had no way to go. Anyway, we rushed in after hearing the gunshot, and then we watched Arriving at his body..."

Damn... hiss...

"Dude, please take it easy..."

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, the deputy captain slowly took off his gloves, and looked up at me with a resentful face...

"You should be thankful that that hit didn't hurt your spine, otherwise you would have spent the rest of your life in a wheelchair..."

After all, he looked at the female agent again...

"According to the situation, he will definitely not be able to act with us in the next few days. You can stay and take care of him..."

Before the female agent nodded in agreement, I frowned suspiciously...

"Action? What action?"

The deputy team packed up the surgical tools, then pouted in the direction of the blond man mysteriously...

"You asked him..."

The blond man had entered the sterile room at this time, with a slight rejoicing on his face...

"Hey, as long as you are fine, don't ask about any actions. If you ask, you won't be able to participate. I will recuperate here for a few days. I will ask someone to take you to the headquarters..."

While talking, he took out his microcomputer and shook it again...

"By the way, did you know that there are not only information about the control chip, but also the formula for making pheromones. You have made great contributions this time. Don't worry, your name will definitely be on the promotion list this year... "

Listening to his words, I narrowed my eyes slightly, and suddenly made a request...

"I want to... look at the body of the intruder, I don't know if it's convenient..."

The blond man hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at the female agent...

"Show him the picture..."

The female agent nodded to express her understanding, took out the communicator to call up the photo, and placed it in front of my eyes...

"The corpse is now in the morgue, and it is in the process of autopsy. It is definitely impossible to see it, but I took a few photos, you can take a look first..."

There are only five photos in total, the front, the left and right sides, and two close-ups of the wound...

In fact, at first glance, it looks like he was shot in the head, and there is a two-finger-wide blood hole in the back of the head. If you put a hot dog in it, it can directly lead to the eyes in front of you...

The eyeballs and eyelids are bloody, and the whole head looks like a tomato that was pierced with a finger, and when the finger was retracted, it was stirred a few times in the middle...

But when I checked the wound carefully, I noticed something was wrong...

As we all know, the bullet will continue to rotate during the flight, so when the bullet enters the left brain and then passes out from the right brain, the hole in the right brain will be significantly larger than the left brain...

In the photo, the muzzle at the back of the head of the corpse is not too big. On the other hand, the flesh and blood around the eye sockets exploded. If this guy shot his own eyes, only the eyeballs would explode and the back of the head would explode. So there is only one truth …

The bullet entered from the back of the head and exited through the eyeballs, that is to say, this guy was probably killed by someone...

But what the female agent said afterwards made me frown slightly...

"Actually, we are still researching the cause of this guy's death. The reason why he is determined to have committed suicide is entirely because there was no one else in the toilet at that time..."

"And before this guy shot, we threw two pairs of energy handcuffs in, the purpose is to prevent him from using the system ability to fight back..."

"But you have seen the photo, this guy was obviously shot in the back of the head, so either he was killed, or he wanted to perform a fancy suicide..."

The female agent's analysis made sense, and the blond man couldn't help laughing out loud after hearing "fancy suicide"...

"It is impossible to hide people in the toilet, and there is a thermal sensor installed in the ventilation duct, so it is impossible to hide people, so although there is still some controversy, in the end we can only characterize him as...haha...fancy suicide..."

Although this statement is very interesting, I didn't think it was funny. Instead, I frowned and sighed...

"Well, maybe..."

Then I asked another question...

"When this guy died, who got his system?"

The blond man recalled for a moment and gave the answer...

"A security guard, his system seems to be a rare shield system...Okay, don't worry so much, take care of your wounds, I'm going to report to the leader now, let's talk tonight..."

The first half of the blond man's words made me suddenly, no wonder he was able to withstand my bullets in the passage...

But the second half of his words made me curl my lips. What are the two big men talking about at night...

But in the next second, my curled lips froze...

Wait...stop bullets?

The light in my eyes flashed, because I have realized the real purpose of the chicken head, but in order to confirm whether my thinking is correct, I still want to ask the situation clearly...

"What about the leaders of the countries and the heads of the coalition?"

The blond man who was just about to leave stopped after hearing what I said, and casually said...

"I'm not sure. It's been more than three hours since the incident happened. The timid ones probably returned home overnight, and the brave ones might have entered the VIP area to get ready to rest. Actually, in the final analysis..."

Before he could finish speaking, I stood up enduring the severe pain, screaming and cursing...

"Damn it, we were all deceived by chicken heads, this guy's purpose is to divert attention!"

That's right, the second half of the blond man's words just confirmed my guess...

"Number Seven, you... what do you mean?"

Before I could answer the blond man's words, I was pushed back by the deputy team again...

"Don't move around, lying down won't affect your speech..."

Ignoring the concern of the deputy team, I looked anxiously at the blond man...

"I don't have time to explain. You hurry up and send someone to the VIP area to get everyone out. No one can live here tonight, trust me!"