Love Killer

Now everyone understood what Feston meant by "catching a big fish".

Everyone knows how powerful Feston is, but a man who doesn't know his origin and identity can actually have such a miraculous marksmanship, which makes people feel amazed, so it can be concluded that the man is likely to be trained Hitman.

But speaking of the marksmanship——

"I have no hope in my life."

"That guy is not simple, the boss's marksmanship is also amazing! Someday I will have that ability..."

Several people praised it in a hurry. This is definitely not flattery, but admiration from the bottom of their hearts. Feston Kaida, known as "Caesar", once had the name of devil coach in the training camp of the Marine Corps base. No. Regardless of marksmanship or various fighting skills, he is a role model for everyone in the entire team.

But there is no need for a personal hero in the team. He is not promoted to a bureaucrat, but he is here to lead the team to solve the case. There are rumors that it is because Feston is not good at getting along with others. Apart from workaholics, He's also a control freak.

He only wanted to solve the case, but his superiors always had various concerns and couldn't let him do it. Of course, such a person didn't have a good relationship with his superiors. Thinking of this level, many people felt sorry for it.

"Speaking so much nonsense, I have this time to investigate new clues." As if he didn't have the heart to cater to the worship of his subordinates, Feston turned on the computer, and as soon as he started typing on the keyboard, the surroundings immediately fell silent.

As long as a careful person will find that although he does not get along well with the members, he has more authority as a superior. As a leader, he cannot lead his subordinates well by being approachable.

Feston Al Qaeda is a different kind, and many people in the upper echelon have this understanding. There are many inside stories behind him that even they don't know much about moving him to the position of the ST Special Operations Team.

The core of the group is of course Feston Al Qaeda. Derek and Jonathan are his right and left hands. Seeing their leader start work, several people looked at the time, made helpless expressions to each other, and resigned themselves to sitting down to organize the recent work. Jonathan glanced at the collected information when he passed by his desk.

"Boss, this is..." He secretly took a breath.

There are rows of black and white characters on the monitor, and a dark red seal on the header indicates that these materials are highly confidential. As the team leader, Feston has great authority to view most of the sealed files, but the page that is now open The color, that seal, is showing that this is a part beyond the authority.

Jonathan didn't know how Feston knew the password. He only saw the man sitting on the office chair looking directly at the screen suddenly staring at the screen, and the other members who were paying close attention to the development all sneaked a glance.

"Which one of you found out the identity of that person?" Hearing the question suddenly, several people's hearts jumped, "How does the boss know that we are investigating?"

"I don't know what you are thinking. Tell me, what did you find out?" Lifting his finger, Feston did not close the page of the monitor, but the rotating chair covered the screen, so he should have an answer , under the rain-drenched black hair, a pair of piercing eyes have a terrifying power.

This is probably awe. Many members of the team who have worked in various departments before and have seen various crimes and criminals dare not look into their boss's eyes, "...Although the boss didn't say it, we all want to Know who that person is, and start investigating when you come back.”

"But we didn't find any clues from the scene on the top floor," Jonathan thought for a while, "There are no cigarette butts, and there are no fibers left behind. The murder weapon left is the USP, and there are no fingerprints on it. From this point of view, he has Most likely a hired killer."

"I investigated the entry and exit records, and there are several suspicious characters," Derek continued, "Jonathan knows the gang better, I confirmed with him, there is no one we are looking for, the one who killed Adam William The murderer, we have no clue."

No traces, no hair, no fingerprints, no DNA, nothing.

After hearing this, Feston didn't seem to be surprised. He even smiled, a terrifying smile, "He's a ghost." He turned his head to look at the screen, and the light formed a thick blue shadow on his face.

"What?" The others asked puzzledly. It was so weird to hear the word ghost from someone like Feston.

Slap, a page on the monitor was enlarged, and a photo with only outlines appeared in front of them, "He is the person we are looking for. In the past few years, every major event at home and abroad, the assassination of politicians, I believe that the people who did it are The same person, the killer will hide his name, but more or less traces can be found, only this person—”

The phantom that couldn't see clearly showed a blank, "This person is like a ghost."

No one has seen him, and he has no name. Almost no one knows his existence. We can only deduce from a few incredible assassinations that there is such a person, a super-class international killer.

He doesn't exist on any record, like there is no such person in the world.

"...So you call him a ghost?" Jonathan stared at the phantom on the monitor, and there was a big question mark on the empty outline.

"But this time he didn't bump into the boss's hand, and we all saw his appearance." Derek wondered, "Is he really so powerful?"

If he is really that ghost, it may not be easy to catch him based on this.

Feston issued an order, and all the team members focused on following two clues. One was the trail of the "ghost" to find out who the woman who appeared in the hotel was in the afternoon, and the other was to investigate Adam William's relationship.

The members finally got off work, and there was only one person left in the office. Facing the night view outside the window, Fieston loosened his tie. He let out a breath, but his gaze did not show any sign of relaxation, and he was staring at the glass window in front of him. A human face seemed to emerge from it, smiling at him in neon lights.

A polite but sly smile...

This guy is not simple.

Would such a person escape for his life while being chased by the FBI?

"Are you still human? Even kill him! You are a devil!"

When Feston Kaida was packing up his things and getting ready to leave work, at the same time, in another room of the dilapidated hotel that Bob was looking after, a man and a woman were sitting facing each other.

The situation is not beautiful. Although Feng Zhannuo is the kind of person who can be both male and female, he has no desire for the woman in front of him. In her eyes, they may be regarded as rivals in love, "You are the one who paid me to kill him. Mine is you too, Lilith, I don't have time to chat with you."

He responded coldly. He wore a brand-name suit he got from somewhere, combed it clean, and suddenly changed his face to look like a nobleman. He didn't look like a killer at all, like a male model on the cover of some fashion magazine.

The woman sitting on the edge of the bed stared at him, crying hysterically, "You lied to him like this! I want him to see you clearly, but he doesn't believe it! Noy—you hypocrite!"

"I never said I was a good person. He said he loved me, and I accepted it. You paid me to kill someone, and I accepted it. Don't you think I'm a good person in this way?" Justifying himself, Feng Zhannuo held her by the shoulder, "This is all your own decision, Lilith, don't blame anyone, he is dead, you can start over."

"Start again? Are you a killer trying to persuade me to start over?" Her makeup was blurred by tears, Lilith cried and laughed, "I shouldn't have let him see you back then, you are the god of death, you have always been the god of death... ...Our orphanage was burned because of you, and you killed Adam, he loves you!"

"I don't deny it, but what does that matter? I killed him, but I also love him, you don't understand." Unable to see the pain of his lover's death, there is only satisfaction in those blue eyes, when sitting opposite Feng Zhannuo said such words seemingly helplessly, and Lilith couldn't help trembling in her heart, "Love?"

She shook her head and stared at him with wide eyes, "You are not worthy! You murderer! You don't understand love, you don't know what love is at all!"

She and Noi met in an orphanage when they were young. The orphanage was burned to ashes by a fire, and many people died. Then Noi disappeared. When she saw him again, it was in a bar. She was a dancer in a bar, and he was a different person. You could often see a cold light in his eyes, even when he was smiling.

Her lover is Adam William who monopolizes the local arms trading market. What she didn't expect was that Adam fell in love with Noy. She dared not tell him that he loved a god of death, for fear that Adam would become even more fanatical because of this. He has always been fond of dangerous things, and he may also use Noy's killing skills, and the two of them will become closer in the future.

So she secretly paid him to kill him, and then reminded Adam about it, she wanted him dead, but it was Adam who died... stupid woman, and her stupid feelings.

Feng Zhannuo looked at her with pity, "He is not as good as you think, he has always loved men, and he is just using your feelings to put on a show in front of his subordinates, don't you understand?"

"Even if this is the case, I don't need you to save me! You should go to hell! You devil!" Time can change people, at least a girl can be transformed into a woman with crazy emotions, Lilith screamed and rushed towards him , was grabbed by a pair of hands.

"How long are you going to let her mess around? Do you all want to be arrested by the police?!" Bob pulled Lilith away, Feng Zhannuo heard him scolding in a low voice, and said "shh- " gesture, "Do you want to go to the police station, Lilith?"

"Don't wait for the police to arrest you, you will go to see God soon." She was caught by Bob's arm and couldn't move, she sneered with gritted teeth.

"Why doesn't this stupid woman understand that you're protecting her?" Throwing her to the ground, Bob said gruffly, Noy is easily misunderstood.

"Maybe it's because I'm not protecting anyone." Feng Zhannuo poked his head out, and there were still police guards outside the window. It should be the FBI who asked the police to monitor the place, "Bob, you've been dragged down by me." He said His tone sounded a little gloating.

"I will settle accounts with you later." Old Bob actually didn't care.

Suddenly footsteps appeared at the door, "It's a pity that our tent can't wait for the future, the ghost—" The muzzle of the gun came in through the crack of the door.

Feston's appearance was unexpected.