Love Killer

"Where is the person?" McGarry brought someone over a minute later, but it was too late.

In the garage, only the smell of gunpowder smoke remained in the dull air, and the blood left on the ground gradually dried up, exuding the smell of blood, and the scene was illuminated by incandescent lights. Here stood the members of the ST team, Feston and his men We face to face, the atmosphere is very depressing.

"What are you still doing standing there? Where's the ghost?" McGarry only saw the blood on the ground, "A car drove past just now, who was in it? Who can tell me what's going on now?" He found out sensitively This scene is not right.

"I have to ask Team Leader Feston about this." As soon as Derek opened his mouth, McGarry discovered the handcuffs on his wrists.

He didn't know what was going on, and he didn't hear the whole process. The black gun barrel was moving in his hand, looking for the target, but there was nothing to arrest here, "Why did you handcuff him, what did he do, Faith pause?"

"Stealing evidence, assassinating important persons involved in the case, suspected of murder, take his gun for ballistic identification, the bullets taken from Uriel's body should match." Feston put Derek's gun into the evidence bag and handed it over to Jonathan, the other members watched silently.

"If I want to admit that my partner is an insider and a murderer, I can't accept this, and I can't accept that you are hiding so much from us, Boss..." Hans was the first to speak, he didn't point out specific things, He blamed Feston for hiding them, not the matter itself.

"Sorry, I think this is my private matter. This matter may affect you. I just want to avoid this situation from happening now." Feston's frankness left them speechless. The situation is not good for anyone, and no one expected it.

"I don't quite understand what you are talking about, but I think with this, everything will be understood." McGarry crossed his arms and pointed to the monitor above, "Someone go to tune and record it, you have Do you have an opinion, Captain Feston?" He thoughtfully prepared to command his subordinates.

The closed-circuit television monitoring system installed under the garage must have captured a lot of pictures. Even if there is no dialogue, it is enough to explain many problems. The members of the ST team looked at Feston nervously. In this way, the relationship between him and the ghost...

"This is your responsibility, of course you can do this." Feston didn't stop, even his eyes didn't change, "Hans, Jonathan, close the team, everyone can go back." He turned around and said to them .

None of the ST team members who witnessed the whole process could be as calm as Feston. Seeing him walk away, get into the car, and start the engine, his back was as calm as usual under the light, but his steps were a bit hurried.

Is he going to visit the ghost in the hospital now?Unexpectedly, many people thought so, but no one said it.

It was about ten minutes by car from the nearest hospital. Feston checked the time. If all went well, Feng Zhannuo was already there. He stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped away under the night.

The bullet was removed, and the patients in the clinic were much better than Feston had imagined.

"Who is it? Come out." Feng Zhannuo pulled out the gun from under the pillow, and Feng Zhannuo was half lying on the hospital bed, with a boron belt wrapped around his abdomen.

This is a hospital ward. The emergency room at night is not as busy as it is during the day. The ward is very quiet. The direction he pointed his gun at was the window. The evening wind was blowing. There was a dark shadow outside the window. This was by no means his illusion. .

The black shadow outside the window moved, "You didn't take anesthesia?" The other party seemed surprised that he could still raise the gun.

"Miss, the time for visiting patients has passed." The other party was a woman, and Feng Zhannuo's tone softened accordingly, but he was not careless at all because of this, and the gun did not move at all.

"Call me Judy." Flipping into the ward through the window, the woman in black tights was as agile as a man, "Are you a ghost?"

"You can call me Ian." The man lying on the hospital bed smiled, his smile was not affected by the injury, most women would be fascinated by this kind of smile, Judy looked him up and down, "I think Wake you up and put your gun down, if you're smart you'd know my men helped you not long ago."

"Those mercenaries? They helped Fieston, not me, and you helped him, not me, but if you want me to be more polite to you, maybe you can explain why you came." Caught a suggestion, from It was impossible to tell from the ghost's face whether his next actions would be kind or malicious.

"Fiston's vision is really special." He said something inexplicably, and Judy's words had an effect, Feng Zhannuo put down his gun, "Not many people know about it."

When he raised his eyebrows, he showed a look of indifference to everything, and waited for her explanation with interest. Judy sat down on a chair as expected, "He wants something from me, if he doesn't tell me what will happen?" How can I help him, don't you think?"

"What did he say?" He didn't deny his curiosity.

"Let me think about it..." Judy's fingers were set off very slender by the black tights, and she held her chin, "'My friend is in trouble and needs help, but I can't call the police. Come here, pay as you please', that's about it."

She imitated Feston's tone, and Feng Zhannuo could almost describe Feston's way of saying these words, "Yes, he always uses an imperative style, as if everyone else is his subordinate, and he himself may not aware."

"You're right! This is very annoying, so of course I want to make things difficult for him. I asked him who this person is. I have no reason to act casually for a stranger. You must know that I also want to fight with my boss. Confess." The international mercenary organization clearly divides the upper and lower classes, and Judy described the process at that time, with a hearty smile, dark curly hair, and her Spanish accent.

"Do you know how he answered?" Crossing his legs, Judy leaned on the edge of the bed and approached the hospital bed, with a wild and hard face, a unique beauty, "He said, 'He is very important, he is me Someone I love—'." He's important, he's someone I love.

He didn't listen carefully to what Judy said after that, but Feston would actually say such a thing.

"Can you believe it, he actually answered me like that?" Judy was so close that he could almost smell the fragrance of her hair, but the fragrance was far less perceptible to him than the words she relayed.

Seeing the change in his expression, Judy's smile gradually widened, her eyes flashed suddenly, and she rushed to snatch the gun from Feng Zhannuo's hand.

As soon as she stepped back, there was a severe pain in the scalp, her hair was tied tightly by one hand, Feng Zhannuo held her long hair, "Judy, did anyone tell you that it is best not to grow long hair at this time? "

Smiling like a gentleman, but with a devilish secret, he unloaded the magazine, and Judy realized that there were no bullets in the magazine, and his expression suddenly became wonderful.

Feng Zhannuo took out another gun from the other side, "This magazine is full, you'd better not make any jokes this time, because you are his friend."

Feston’s purpose should be to find someone to deal with those killers. Unexpectedly, there were more McGarry’s people on the way. In the end, these mercenaries became the help that hindered McGarry. Since Judy is his friend, he will not immediately kill her.

She was let go, and this time she was aimed at the gunpoint again. Judy re-examined the hospital bed and the killer on the hospital bed again, and said meaningfully, "I couldn't believe it at the time, Feston would admit that he fell in love with someone , now I know why he fell in love with you, it's hard for you to predict."

"I'm just doing what I want to do, it's nothing." Sexy and hearty appear on a woman at the same time, Feng Zhannuo can't deny that he has a crush on this Judy, but this will not be a reason for him not to kill her , "You'd better tell me why I'm here, I usually don't have much patience when I'm not in good shape."

"I was very curious at the time, what kind of person this person would be, and it was even more surprising when I found out that you were a killer. I agreed to Feston's request, but my condition is that I will help me three times and use the FBI Be my informant three times." Judy was still within his range, facing the face of death, she was very calm.

She reminded him of Stephanie, some women are calmer than men, "Go on." It was impossible for Feston to agree to such a condition.

"He agreed to be my informant three times, even though he knows that the mercenary organization I belong to doesn't have a good reputation." She raised her lips, and contrary to Judy's smile, he suddenly suppressed his smile, "He accepted?!"

"Yes, he agreed. Because of your status, he can only use my resources. I also worked in the FBI and worked with Feston. I always thought he was a dogmatist and hated all I can’t blame me for his criminal behavior, because his appearance and style of doing things give people such a feeling, I didn’t expect him to agree without even thinking about it.”

This is not something a federal agent should do, let alone something Feston would agree to. He will not make deals with criminals. The mercenary army is not criminals, but there are many crimes.

But he agreed to serve as an informant for the mercenary unit three times, providing information inside the FBI. This is a crime, and Feston is committing a crime.

This is not the first time that Feston has crossed the line, but this is the first time Feng Zhannuo has heard others tell the story. In retrospect, it seems that every time it has something to do with him.

"He did this for you, so I became even more curious. I thought the rumors were exaggerated, and the ghost was just a lucky killer. I didn't expect you to be more outstanding than I thought." Judy straightened her hair and stood up , "Look, I didn't have a gun on me. You should know that I didn't have any malicious intentions, so you didn't shoot. You should have seen it. It was just a test."

"What do you want to say?" Feng Zhannuo raised the muzzle of his gun.

"Do you want to join my team? We really need someone like you, with vigilance, skill, marksmanship, keen insight, everything is missing, and you have a handsome face and a temperament that won't make anyone doubt you. His smile is also very relaxing.”

"It sounds like you guys have a specific mission to complete and are missing an important role."

"As I said, you are very sharp, not even inferior to Feston. It is impossible to ask him for help. He is the FBI, but you are different." With brighter eyes, Judy met the gun, "Help me, as long as the task is completed once, the agreement between Feston and me will be void. After all, he is asking me for you, isn't he? It's fair for you to pay off the debt."