Love Killer

That's what Will thinks now, something is going to happen, and he doesn't know what it is at all. It's been half a day since the night when he was almost kidnapped, that is, the next day, two people showed him his ID, and he was taken away at school.

Will didn't look panicked, and he didn't look like he wanted to call Feston. For some reason, he wasn't afraid of those two people, but he just looked a little confused.

Feng Zhannuo witnessed the whole process, this time he did not shoot, but dialed the phone at the first time, "You are right, the other party took action today, they took Will away, you expected in advance, Are the identities of the people I solved verified?"

Feston should be in his office, with the sound of flipping files in his hand, "They have no way out, they can only do this, they won't touch Will for now, follow them, don't..."

"Fiston." He stopped his words, "I saw their IDs, and those two are from the FBI."

There was silence on the other end of the phone, but Feston didn't seem too surprised, and said in a heavy voice, "I see."

"It seems that I knew who they were before I called, so I didn't ask why I didn't do it." Looking at the direction they were leaving, Feng Zhannuo returned to the car and followed the car that took Will away. , "It's just that I didn't expect that the person who attacked Will turned out to be someone from your FBI, the ghost?"

"Don't be slow, I will solve this matter. Now I cancel the entrustment, so it's none of your business here." Feston meant that he didn't want him to mess up the situation, but he had already participated in this matter, and asked him to let it go temporarily. unrealistic.

"It's none of my business?" Feng Zhannuo smiled, "Understood." He closed the line, kept the distance between cars, and continued to follow the black SUV, holding the steering wheel with one hand, took out the gun from his pocket and installed the silencer .

To test the distance, he turned on the music and followed the SUV in front of him into the traffic flow. The direction of the car was always certain. It did not drive in a direction with fewer people, but directly headed for the office building of the FBI branch. Stone, he has been here before, and he stopped at a distance at that time, and he did the same this time, in order not to be discovered by the other party.

The two men took Will out of the car without using violence. Will followed them into the building without knowing why. Feng Zhannuo watched their whereabouts in the car, and took out the things he had prepared for a long time and was about to use now. , a certificate.

There is a routine inspection at the door, and everyone who enters must show their ID. He walked in calmly, handed out the gun openly, and put them in an evidence bag. A murder case... This is the evidence that Al Qaeda agents asked me to submit."

He explained this to the inspectors, and when he mentioned Feston Al-Qaeda, the security guard at the door showed an admiring expression, "No matter who the deceased is, his luck after death is not bad, and the case will definitely be solved soon , man."

Feng Zhannuo agreed, "Who says it's not."

He was released and walked in the building peacefully. No one around noticed that a killer had entered here. The simpler the method is, the more effective it is. Of course, the policeman's fake ID helped him a lot, although it cost a lot. , but it's really worth the price.

When he got to the stairs, he stood with other people waiting for the elevator. He would smile and nod when their eyes accidentally met. Some women looked at him many times under his smile. It was not because he was suspicious, but because he was hot. It's because from the outside, he is really a man who pleases women.

"Excuse me, have you seen a young man with blond hair? He has two other officers. We are together, but it took me a while during the security check. There is no way. The procedures for evidence are more troublesome." He was generous. Fang was holding a gun wrapped in a plastic bag, and there was a formality slip for the transfer of evidence on it.

She replied without the slightest doubt about his words, "You mean that pretty boy? I think I saw them get on the elevator last time, and I asked someone to press the ninth floor. Don't you know where you are going?"

"Oh, I'm a newcomer." With a wry smile just right, he said thank you, walked towards the safe passage and went straight to the stairs.

When he put away his smile, Death's coldness and fox-like cunning were woven into a piece of indifference again. He took out the gun from the plastic bag, hid it in his coat, moved his wrists, and started from the second floor and went up floor by floor. , looking for his prey.

The phone vibrated suddenly, and he answered it with a headset. He was already on the fifth floor, "What else?"

"Where are you now?" Felston asked him.

"Why do you ask this?" He opened the door and glanced around the outer floors, "You said this matter has nothing to do with me..."

"I'm on the tenth floor." Feston said suddenly, "The person who took Will was detained by me downstairs, and they are all here with me now. The investigation has come to an end. This matter is over. If you continue Go up, I guarantee you will regret it, now you should go right back."

He knew he was in the building, Feng Zhannuo turned his eyes, and a thought suddenly flashed in his mind, "Feston, there is something in your words, what do you mean?"

"It's not interesting. The crowd you just passed has been evacuated. All the clerical staff have been evacuated, leaving only professional agents. The higher you go, the greater the danger. Are you sure you want to do this?" Fei Ston's words exploded in his ears like a bomb.

Footsteps could be heard everywhere in the aisle outside the stairs. In the office building where the phone was ringing and people talking just now, only the sound of orderly running and the click of bullets being loaded, the intercom passing messages, calmly Conversations were whispered, and in an instant the building became a dangerous box.

No one who enters this box can easily get out.

The chest throbbed violently a few times, Feng Zhannuo stood still, and slowly revealed a cold smile, "Faston Kaida, you already knew that I was coming here?"

"I didn't know it at first, until I saw the woman next to you in the bar box. It wasn't the first time I saw that woman. You ordered drinks for her at the Red Lips bar. It was the same woman twice. It's not a coincidence, and she also changed her attire, I guess you were not flirting in the box at that time, but she was confirming the details of the commission with you, am I right?"

Feston was holding the phone, and the members of the ST team around him were all ready to go. The ghost automatically entered the FBI building, and they would let him know what a wrong decision it was.

Under the command of Feston, Jonathan and Derek led the team, and the two teams dispatched separately. Including them, dozens of FBI agents filled the entire building. Even the top ghosts may not be here. Walk away, "It's not too late to go now, listen to me and go back!" Feston walked at the end of the line, holding the phone tightly and saying in a deep voice.

This is simply a challenge. "On the one hand, set a trap, and on the other hand, persuade me to go back. What kind of game is this? Very good, I will accompany you to the end!" Silver Colt returned to his hand, and put the gun in his cold palm Bundle.

"I don't want to do this either, but you let me down too much." Feston frowned fiercely, and then became expressionless again, trying to restrain his emotions, "You didn't stay for me, ghost , the reason you stayed was because there was a new mission."

"Are you keeping me just to protect Will? Or to cure your insomnia?" Feng Zhannuo's question was full of sarcasm, and he sighed vaguely, "Caesar, I am also very disappointed, you didn't really want to keep me , you are worried about losing the chance to apprehend me, as long as I leave the US border and disappear from your sight, you know, it will be difficult to find me again."

Feston's voice on the phone was also very cold, but every word seemed to be on fire, "So we are all acting."

"To be honest, your acting skills are very good." Feng Zhannuo opened the safety lock, and the metal gave off a cold vibration. The warmth it touched on his chest was quickly frozen by the temperature in his hand, and the barrel of the gun was dark in the stairwell Glittering in cold light.

Acting, that's right, it's just acting, but which part is true and which part is false, maybe only the two of them know in their hearts, Feng Zhannuo stabilizes his emotions, he will not be hit by this sudden change, he The prey is still here, whether to advance or retreat, there is no choice at all.

He kicked open the door, and the FBI, who was about to check the stairwell, fell on his back covering his face. The loud noise attracted other people on this floor, and the sound of searching footsteps and gunshots immediately rang out. The conversation between Feston and him has never been heard. Duan, when he heard the gunshot, his face sank, "Which floor was the gunshot?"

Jonathan was taken aback by his question, and quickly checked, "The target is found on the seventh floor! The ghost is on the seventh floor! They exchanged fire!"

"This idiot!" Feston's roar startled everyone. They didn't know which idiot he was talking about. The group members only felt that their boss's reaction this time was more intense than ever.