Love Killer

Hecate, the international intelligence organization, has always had some friendship with him. Stephanie, as the leader, is a woman with vision. Many years ago, she spent a lot of money to develop various high-tech equipment. The arrival of the network communication era made Hecate The organization developed rapidly, and Stephanie was his regular customer. After a mission was completed, she installed a miniature transmitter for him.

This thing is not so much a transmitter as it is a signal transmitter in disguise. It will only activate when he taps it with the correct frequency. It uses Morse code to transmit messages. It was installed just to test its Performance, I didn't expect it to really work, but I didn't expect it to come in handy this time.

"I still like real teeth." Looking at the things that turned into powder on the table, Feng Zhannuo swept the 1000 million that had turned into garbage to the ground, "This time you will do it yourself, I think there must be something wrong, what are you planning to do?" When will you say it?"

Stephanie walked a few steps on the ground in high heels, it was already dark outside, the ghost sitting in the corner poured himself a glass of wine, carelessly rubbed his Colt, and put the Blazer sniper rifle on the ground , breath filled with the taste of alcohol and ammunition.

"Bob told me about the FBI." When Stephanie opened her mouth, he wasn't surprised at all, "Oh? And then?" Counting the bullets, filling them one by one, and loading them, he enjoyed the sound of that moment .

Click, the danger signal, together with the glance, Stephanie shook her head, "Don't threaten me, Ian, you can't scare me, I am not here for your personal business this time, I do have something for you, I I want to invite you to go to my place to teach my people, what do you think?"

"Invite a killer? Are you kidding me? I'm not your personal bodyguard." The fact of teaching marksmanship is ridiculous, Feng Zhannuo drank the whiskey in the glass in one gulp, and when he was about to pour it again, he found that the bottle was already empty.

Stephanie looked at the empty bottle thoughtfully, "Anyway, you have nothing to do here, why don't you try it, it's just a class, I won't trouble you, what do you think?"

Bob is right, Ian's condition has begun to decline, a top killer must remain calm and rational at all times, Ian has always been able to restrain himself, and now she is standing here, but she has watched him smoke several cigarettes , Drank most of the bottle of wine.

"I'm not interested in class, I'm not interested in teaching your people how to kill people." Moving the muzzle of his gun, he held a cigarette butt, "Actually, this is instinct, you don't need to learn it, just throw them into the hole together, block the exit, and let them Weapons, tell them that the food is only enough for half the people, the oxygen can only last for a few days, and you will naturally get the talents you want."

The face under the smoke showed a smile in the semi-darkness. Stephanie was not an ordinary woman, but she still couldn't help a chill down her spine, "Is this how you learned to kill?"

Her answer was silence, and while she was holding her breath, Feng Zhannuo suddenly laughed, "Stephanie, you are Hecate, you can't believe everything I say."

"Hecate is just an intelligence organization, and there is a lack of people like you. At that time, you broke into our base and destroyed your personal information. I never thought that there would be a killer like you in the world."

"That's why you cooperated with me, didn't I say that, you are a smart woman." As if realizing from her eyes that he drank too much, he walked to the refrigerator and took out the milk, surprised at Stephanie Under his gaze, he opened the seal, "Don't be so surprised, no one said killers can't drink milk, right?"

"It's just not quite with you...you know." She looked away, it's hard to describe, maybe the situation is not as bad as Bob thinks, Ian still has reason, and he can control himself.

"Take a good rest. I will stay in Chicago for the time being. To save you, I made such a big move today that several roads are blocked, sea, land and air," she was speechless. "Your opponent is very powerful, so take care of yourself."

"Wait, take this." He took out a small knife with exquisite patterns from a drawer and threw it at her, "Samantha's birthday is coming soon, I think Samantha is old enough to play with knives .”

"Uh huh, please note that she is not your daughter, so she must listen to me." Shaking her fingers, Stephanie raised her long legs and inserted the dagger under the high-slit skirt, "She She's only 12 years old, it's too early to play this, and I won't give it to her right away."

"Sooner or later, she will face your world, but yes, she is yours, you decide." He kicked the door of the refrigerator indifferently, he jumped onto the beam, and the slender body hanging upside down easily made difficult upward movements , Beautiful muscle lines.

Appreciating one more look, she leaves his residence and closes the door.

After Stephanie disappeared from sight, Feng Zhannuo reached out to the beer cans on the top of the refrigerator, good, there are two more cans.

He opened the can upside down without letting go of the refrigerator. The taste of the beer was slightly hot, which was very bad. It made him miss the taste of red wine, those crystal clear liquids that had been chilled.

In the upside-down posture, the blood rushed to his head, and the cold sparks in Fieston's eyes when he left this morning appeared in front of his eyes. He must have been extremely angry, and he smiled softly. The dry laughter echoed in the quiet and silent room, and the wind spread Nuo suddenly hated the silence.

The wine stains from the corner of his mouth dripped to the ground, he wiped it with his sweaty hands, and continued his physical training, with only the sound of his own breathing in his ears.

A few days ago, at this time, what was he doing... He began to recall that at Feston's house, it was usually dinner time, and they cooked dinner together more than once, maybe twice, although they were simple things, Feston told him that he almost burned the kitchen when he was learning how to cook, so he attached an interesting story that happened in the kitchen when he was entrusted.

It was in Greece, because the bread was stale and hard as a rock, he could only choose cheese, which resulted in a bunch of cats sniffing it, and he almost got caught for such a stupid thing, of course, he was still a novice at the time , he said with a smile, "It was after this incident that I learned to endure hunger while waiting."

"I don't think it's funny." Feston didn't laugh after hearing the story.

From the second day on, the refrigerator was full of various foods. Although with such a large capacity, those foods were likely to expire because they could not be eaten, it was still filled like this.

Coffee in the morning, after-dinner wine in the evening, and those details that Feng Zhannuo deliberately ignored but still remembered, Feston’s finger pressing his head, the aroma of steak frying, the smell of shaving water in the bathroom , the sound of the engine shutting down when the black Audi stopped in front of the door...

Not a long time, but there are many pictures, including several nights, breathing in the dark.

With such an opponent nearby, Feng Zhannuo will not wrong him. They may not be able to completely surrender to each other, but they are all interested in getting fun from each other and giving them enjoyment. That's why they have the memory of those few nights. The skin rubbing against the sheets, the rapid breathing, the trembling and moaning in tune... not exhaustive, but better than any sex he'd ever had.

I looked at the calendar, but it was only a week.

A week has already caused him to suffer from alcoholism, and it seems that he will be disturbed by memory without using any thoughts. If he can kill you, Feston Kaida, all problems can be solved.Sighing in his heart, the killer accurately threw the crushed beer can into the trash can.

And the answer is no, he is sure that he can't kill that man, as if there are still those eyes looking at him in front of him, he can't kill the owner of these eyes, he has already seen the root of the problem in his heart, but in fact, the relationship between them The identity difference is not the biggest reason hindering his decision.

Outside the window, the night was endless, Feng Zhannuo already had a premonition that tonight might not be an easy night to fall asleep.

On the other side of the city, the FBI branch.

Early in the morning, before it was time to go to work, Jonathan thought he was the first one to arrive, but when the elevator opened, he found that the lights in the office on the floor where the ST team was located were completely on.

"Morning." With coffee in one hand, Jonathan accidentally spotted a figure standing in front of the window, greeted him, and stepped forward to put the documents on Fieston's desk, "Boss, all 23 people have been detained. Identity is still under review."

The person over there didn't look back, "Okay, just put it here."

Fieston was facing the blinds, casting a long shadow on the ground. The empty cigarette case was on the table. Jonathan looked at him. He was wearing the same clothes as yesterday. Did the boss not go back all night?

While wondering, Jonathan noticed a strange mark on the back of the collar. On the back of the neck, some mottled marks were not completely covered up, and a few red marks were exposed through the collar of the shirt.