Love Killer

The doctor's robe that he "borrowed" was already crumpled. He dusted off his white coat, and transformed from a killer to a doctor. His attire was not awkward at all. With his natural good figure and excellent temperament, no one would doubt him is a killer.

Felston's gaze stayed on him for a long time, until the eyes of both sides almost burned, Feng Zhannuo turned his head, "When will your injury heal?" His voice was still a little hoarse.

"Soon, a week at the most." There was a subtle feeling of making an appointment before Feston's words fell, and a knock on the door suddenly sounded, "Boss?" Derek was outside the door.

The door was locked from the inside, so he could only keep knocking on the door, "Boss? Is there anything in there?"

A nurse was behind Derek. It was time to change the dressing. She was pushing medical tools, some gauze and medicine in her hands. There was no sound in the room, which could easily lead to bad associations. Strengthened, more urgent, and ready to slam the door.

"Have you ever thought about who will kill you?" Feng Zhannuo couldn't stay longer, turned around and asked Felston inside, and the answer he got was just as he thought, "I am the FBI, a criminal who was imprisoned by me." I'm afraid more than half of them want my life."

Sitting back on the bed again, Feston picked up the gun that fell on the bed sheet, "How can I find you?"

"You don't need to look for me, I will come to you, I know your family." This was considered an exchange of opinions, after Feng Zhannuo put his gun back in his waist, Feston frowned, "Okay, I'll wait you."

He didn't like this way of contacting, but there was no time for them to talk at the moment. Before Derek was about to slam the door in, Feng Zhannuo walked over to open the door, lowered his head and walked out.

His footsteps were fast and his head was lowered. Before Derek could see clearly, he saw a man in a doctor's white robe coming out and passed by him quickly. He felt suspicious. Derek wanted to stop him and ask , the accident happened suddenly at this moment.

The nurse pushing the trolley pulled out the gun from under the gauze, and the bullets flew towards Feston.

"Be careful!" Feng Zhannuo saw that the nurse was wearing the wrong shoes, so he had been on alert for a long time, and when he turned around to warn, the gunshot just happened.

In a critical moment, Feston rolled over to the side, using the hospital bed as a cover, and the gun in his hand immediately returned fire. The woman disguised as a nurse was shot in the chest and fell to the ground. Feng Zhannuo glanced at her body, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes Surprised light.

Very well, Feston is fine, hooked the corner of his mouth, he turned and left, "Stop! Who are you?" Derek saw the accident happen, let alone allow him to leave like this, "Stop! FBI! If you don't stop, I will shoot Already!"

"Derek, see if there is something on her that can be used as a clue." Leaning on the wall and coming out of the ward, Derek had to stop at what Feston said, "Boss! That person—"

"It has nothing to do with this matter, let him go." The nurse on the ground was not the one he was familiar with, and Feston was sure that she was the killer.

Derek looked at the bleeding from the cracked wound on his back, and then looked at the front, the suspicious figure had long since disappeared, so he could only walk back reluctantly.

Noticing the corpse under his feet, he let out a surprise, "I know this killer, code-named Carmen, who was in the hands of the police before, but because there was no evidence to prosecute, I had to let her go, but maybe she was educated, and she didn't appearing in the United States…”

"Why did she come back?" Feston didn't miss Feng Zhannuo's flickering surprised expression when he left.

"Only she can answer this question." It's a pity that the dead can't open their mouths. Derek's eyes shifted from this woman to the distant, suspicious figure who disappeared in the crowd...

The boss is protecting him.who is he……

Derek observed carefully, but Feston did not give him a reasonable explanation for the doubts in his heart. The wound on his back burst, and the doctor came for emergency treatment. The commotion in the hospital attracted attention. A few more FBI guards.

It was obvious that someone was trying to harm Feston. All members of Group G were on alert, and the pursuit of Hecate was temporarily stopped.

"This matter must have something to do with Hecate!" Several people in the office were discussing the next move, but Jonathan shook his head with a strange expression, "But the boss said it has nothing to do with Hecate."

"Why do you say that? Did Feston get any evidence?" Hans stood up excitedly when he heard this conclusion, "The woman who was shot by the boss is a professional killer. Maybe the first There is a second one, do we have enough manpower there?

"I heard that it is for the boss to act as a security guard. Don't worry about how many people line up to go." Derek understands this feeling very well. "They will definitely protect Feston well."

"But the other party is a professional after all, we can't be a little careless." Clyde was still looking through the information in his hand, looking for clues earnestly. Since Feston was injured and hospitalized to save him, he never caught him again. There has been a job change.

"Speaking of... since that night, we haven't seen a ghost appear." Jonathan was the only one who knew the inside story, and wanted to know what his companions thought of Ian Noy, so he pretended to be nonchalant and caught this person.

"Thank God, as long as he doesn't come out to cause trouble at this time, maybe the arrest warrant has been issued." Someone in the office sighed, and looked at Feston's desk by the way.

There are a lot of information about ghosts on it. The so-called many are actually the sum of the cases confirmed to be committed by ghosts. There are too many uncertain and unknown ones.

"Hey, everyone, Hecate's line is not good, why don't we check the ghost ourselves, he can't just come out of nowhere, there is always something that was missed, we can continue to track down the boss while he is in the hospital This tea line, he was also involved in the previous arms smuggling case, although the underground casino in Las Vegas was wiped out, I always feel that this matter is not over yet."

Derek mused, thinking something was wrong.

His proposal aroused the response of others, "Yeah, I have always felt strange, why did the ghost kill Deputy Director Temple, and what role did the ghost play in these cases?"

"The case is over, but the boss didn't tell us anything. The ghost first confronted us and then came to help us. What is this killer thinking and which side he is on? I really can't figure it out."

"This is the killer, as long as you give him money, he can take any side." Derek sneered.

Behind the scenes of the arms smuggling case was the FBI’s internal investigation. Feston did not make this matter public. curtain down.

Jonathan listened to everyone's discussion, and thought of what he saw and knew, his expression became even weirder. He remembered what Feston originally wanted to say in that building at that critical moment. He said that he didn't like the killer, but yes--

but what?

He didn't dare to delve into the answer behind it.

Hans patted him strangely, "What are you thinking?"

"No, it's nothing. I just think it's better for us not to act without authorization while the boss is in the hospital. This time, it's because we were too careless that he got hurt, right?" Jonathan came back to his senses, what he said was right , Everyone fell silent after hearing this.

If they weren't too careless, things wouldn't be like this. Hecate is a big organization, and it will take time to bring it down. They can't deal with ghosts and Hecate at the same time. Once the two sides join forces, the ST team will face the biggest crisis Maybe.

"We only do investigations and nothing else. Is this okay?" After seeing everyone's reactions, Derek walked to Feston's desk and took out the classified files.

"This is sorted out by the boss, it's best not to—" Jonathan paused when he saw the things in front of him, densely packed with records and annotations, keywords circled in red pen, and records written beside him... …

Everyone gathered around and looked at Feston's notes.

"It turns out that Feston has already investigated so deeply by himself, why didn't he tell us, is the boss planning to deal with the ghost alone?" Hans poked his head out, picked up a few pages, and there were Feston's papers on it. handwriting.

Killer organization... followed by a big question mark.

Ghost belongs to some killer group?Is this Feston's guess or fact?Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, a cold shudder rose behind their backs, if there were more than one killer like Ian Noye...

"God——" I don't know who it is, and let out a low wail.

In the office, the air conditioner made a dull sound, leaving only the sound of pages turning. Everyone was shocked by this discovery.

Temporarily losing the leadership of the leader is like losing the backbone. The ST team can still operate. They want to investigate the matter thoroughly, but they don't know that what they are doing now is the last thing Feston wants to see.

But it is a fact that the ghost is wanted, and there must be an explanation for the death of deputy director Tanbul. This is their special task. As long as no other major cases happen, this is the most important thing at present.