Love Killer

It can be said that Feng Zhannuo was arrested, but it was only arrested by one person, not others, it was Feston, Feston did not lock him up at home, it seems that he decided to become a chain himself to watch over his actions .

"You want to be free, and I will give you freedom, but this is no longer yours alone, and I will be added." After discovering that letting go will not bring any benefits, Feston seems not to be concerned about his reaction anymore , the way of monitoring him tends to intensify.

Of course, to Feng Zhannuo, this is monitoring, and from the eyes of normal people, it should be regarded as concern, but the ghost killer is not a normal person in any way.

The next day, after buying a plane ticket to Washington, Fiston looked through the news in the newspaper to see if there was any report from last night. Feng Zhannuo felt strange, "Jonathan and the others didn't say anything to you? They didn't ask you about yesterday ?”

"So I was reading the news in the newspaper, and I didn't catch a single sentence on it. No one from Jonathan and the others asked about it. What's so weird about it." It happened near his home. Logically, someone would ask about it. Feston understood Those under him.

Feng Zhannuo also believed in his judgment, "It would be strange if no one asked, there was a lot of trouble yesterday."

"There are multiple corpses in one place at the same time. At this time, the forensics department should be very busy, but I called, and you know what they said?" Feston put down the newspaper, "They only have one suicide case in their hands. Corpse, dead or female."

Feng Zhannuo believes that the person who did the attack last night should be a man, at least the ones he and Feston dealt with were all men, "You are right, this is indeed a bit strange."

"The lizard shouldn't be too troublesome. He can't handle so many corpses by himself." Feston has already considered various possibilities.

"It's better to go and have a look." Feng Zhannuo suggested, "Anyway, there is still time before the plane, and it's not far there." Mao Boling headed to the vicinity, and a strange thing happened.

The sun was shining, illuminating the alley that was still full of gunpowder and smoke last night, but something went wrong.

There were no corpses or bloodstains in that path, that alleyway, and the scattered garbage bags were well packed, as if nothing had happened, as if what happened to them last night was just a dream.

There were no bullets, no bloodstains, the sun drove away all shadows, and the end could be seen at a glance, let alone a corpse, not even a piece of sawdust.

"I remember that I smashed an empty wooden barrel containing wine yesterday." Feng Zhannuo walked to the place where he stood yesterday. The wooden barrel was still in good condition, and it was placed there. What found, "Look here."

"Traces of bullets." Touching the wall, Feng Zhannuo could tell what caused it at a glance, "I'm sure I wasn't dreaming last night."

"Even if it's a dream, it's impossible for the two of us to have the same dream." People who believe in God may not believe such absurd things, Feston pointed to the ground, "The corpse can be disposed of in one night, and the scene can be cleaned up." , this cannot be done by one person.”

"It must be a well-disciplined organization to do this without alarming anyone." Feng Zhannuo thought of something, and Fieston obviously thought of it, and they rang the bell that they broke last night. Those windows—they're fine now, clean as new.

"What's the matter, Yuyu?" The wrinkled old woman who opened the window asked impatiently.

What they saw last night was clearly a middle-aged man in his 40s, Feng Zhannuo showed his smile, who could refuse his smile?The attitude of the other party became more relaxed, and Feston took out the certificate, and the old lady immediately became cooperative and answered all the questions.

She cooperated very well, but problems also followed. She actually said that she had been living here for many years, and there seemed to be nothing suspicious in her rambling words.

"There's no time, we still have to catch the flight." Feston was ready to ask this question after pulling the wind, "There must be someone in the neighbors around her who knows what's going on, and I'll ask when I get back."

One family is fine, but is it possible to turn all the residents in the entire building into another group of people like magic?Finding out what's going on is Feston's forte. He can also call up the personal files of the residents here. Of course, Feng Zhannuo doesn't want to waste time.

Keeping their doubts in mind, they boarded a plane to Washington.

Pedestrians come and go on the streets of Washington, just a few years ago, it was the "murder capital" of the United States, but it still maintains a bustling and lively scene on the surface, with high-rise buildings, office girls and nightclub girls becoming the two sides of the day and night respectively. Road scenery.

"Nothing, a meeting is going on in the office." Jonathan looked at his watch and reported, "It's been an hour."

The car door opened, and Hans grabbed a plastic bag and got into the car, which contained sandwiches, hot dogs, and a few drinks, and took them out one by one. He asked about the situation by the way, "How is it, what's the progress with the boss?"

Jonathan shook his head, picked up the hot dog, stuffed it into his mouth, and took a big bite. "No, Greg's actions are normal, and there are no special people around him. All signs indicate that the killer hasn't appeared yet. It's calm."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to show up in time." Hans tore open the package of the sandwich, not daring to slack off, and adjusted the listening frequency again. The conversation between the secretary outside the meeting room and other employees came from the headset.

It's just everyday conversations, nothing special, they've been here for three days, and they haven't gained anything, whether it's a good thing or a bad thing, it's hard to draw conclusions.

Three days ago, they came to Washington. Under Feston's instruction, Greg's upcoming assassination became the top case. Of course, it was done in secret. Folkoff's attitude on this matter was very clear. No matter what method is used, the young people in charge of Al Qaeda Group cannot be allowed to have an accident.

Because of Feston's relationship with Greg, he could not have been involved in the case, but who was more experienced in dealing with killers than Feston?I'm afraid not.

The answer to this question is clear in everyone's minds. Although the relationship between Feston and a killer is not known to everyone, the higher-ups all know it and turn a blind eye to it just because he is Fei. Ston.Al Qaeda.

No matter in terms of ability or background, unless it is absolutely necessary, they do not want to lose such an outstanding talent. The inability to control him may be the biggest sticking point, but what he is going to do now is beneficial to all parties, and the FBI is of course happy to fulfill it.

Feng Zhannuo is a solitary killer. His decision to challenge difficult problems alone is mostly based on his long-standing habits, while Feston is good at taking advantage of all favorable conditions. Water, that's how he does it.

Folkoff once took advantage of the relationship between Feston and Feng Zhannuo, which must have displeased this man. The title of Caesar did not come for nothing. Folkov knew this well, and Feston did not do it afterwards. Something obvious had come to trouble him, but Folkoff himself was not at ease.

This time Feston came to the Washington headquarters and wanted to use the surveillance equipment of the headquarters. He immediately signed and agreed to provide all the instruments and vehicles that could be provided.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the ST team was in the car to monitor Greg's actions. Feng Zhannuo and Feston were in their car, and Yueyue ended a deep kiss.

"So that's what the police did." There was a gun under Feng Zhannuo's seat, and he seemed to be ready to take out the gun to shoot at any time, but Feston didn't seem to hear the ridicule in his words, "It wasn't originally, but you are here Here, you have influenced my work."

This is not a lie. Nothing like this has ever happened to Feston. His subordinates are monitoring and monitoring across the street, and he knows what he has done in his car.

"I will remember that I won't be able to take you to monitor with me in the future. This is completely self-inflicted." Feston's walkie-talkie was turned off, otherwise Jonathan and the others heard these words, and there would be some associations.

"I said that I'm not suitable to sit here and wait, but you insisted on dragging me." The innocent shrugged, the cold light that flashed from Feng Zhannuo's face seemed to be someone else's hallucination, but Feston was very happy. Clearly not, "I have no objection if you want to wait alone on the rooftop, but you have to be careful of being misunderstood by others as a killer."

"Aren't I?" With a self-deprecating chuckle, Feng Zhannuo drew out his gun, and the cold killing intent seemed to gradually pervade.

"It's not the killer who killed Greg, this time you are here to protect him", someone once said, never protecting people, only killing people, Feston grabbed Feng Zhannuo's clothes as a warning before he opened his mouth. Leader, "You'd better not say something that makes me angry, every time you belittle yourself, I really want to teach you well."

The proficiency in killing skills gave the killer confidence, but other aspects need to be strengthened, especially as an "ordinary normal person", if admitting one's abnormality is self-deprecating, Feng Zhannuo can only admit what Feiston said.

"It's just that I haven't seen the movie." This time his smile was flat.

In Feng Zhannuo's career, he has been in and out of the cinema many times, but he has never sat down and watched a movie carefully. During a certain conversation, Feston suddenly fell silent when he heard it, and then he didn't quite understand it. Happy, the two of them went to the cinema together the next day.

Two big men bought a movie ticket for a lovers seat, watched the big screen in the dark with popcorn, a tacky Hollywood shootout movie, until the end, and then went home to discuss, they all thought the movie was not very good So, this is actually a bit stupid, but at that time Feng Zhannuo didn't think it was ridiculous at all.

They discussed the operability of some guns in the movie together, and finally Feng Zhannuo directly took the gun to demonstrate, Feston was also in high spirits, and they chatted for a while.

"Greg is out." After receiving the report, Felston touched Feng Zhannuo in a daze, "What are you thinking? Concentrate!"

"Miss you." Replied casually, seeing Feston's complex expression, Feng Zhannuo patted his hand, "Don't be nervous, I will only be distracted because you are here, if it is someone else, I will definitely I won't allow myself to be distracted." Mao Bo, Su, Ao, Su, and Su, are hooked!The hand of the embarrassing eunuch Gou Nuo ψ Pan palmed and kissed on the back of the hand, "There is news that Greg has come out of the office, I asked Jonathan to monitor nearby, just to distract the other party's attention, now is your time to play Now, see what happens and let me know."

"My ghost will also work for the FBI one day, and this account will be charged to you." He said jokingly, he picked up the binoculars, and suddenly saw Greg walking towards them.

"I remember that your cousin is not an idiot, he knew he was going to be assassinated, what should we do..." Throwing down the binoculars, Feng Zhannuo grabbed the gun, "The situation is not right, look at the bodyguard next to Greg!"

"That's an unfamiliar face!" Fieston's eyes darkened, and he picked up the walkie-talkie, "Jonathan, the bodyguard next to Greg is a killer!