Slag Gong, we don't date

After scanning around, Chao Tian found the only computer in this infirmary, opened it and quickly searched the webpage.

A few minutes later, he knew that the university he was at was located in the coastal city D, and that the place he fled to before his death was city C, which was two cities away. Although the exact location could not be determined, he remembered that he was in the last city He fled to an abandoned construction site, and was shot again. That day was September 9th, and today he woke up on September 12th. There was only one day in the middle. If his body had not been disposed of, today would have been about There is news.

But no, he searched the web and found no news about the unknown corpse.

Either that person disposed of his own body, or he traveled to a parallel dimension. In this world, no Chao Tian died at all, only an otaku college student stayed up late playing computer games and died suddenly.

In front of Chao Tian's computer, the gloomy blue screen of the infirmary reflected on his face a little scary.

He suddenly became a little confused, and he didn't accept the fact that he was reborn until now, but he didn't know what he should do next.

He is no longer the desperate killer Chao Tian, ​​but a college student with a bright future, so does he still need to stick to the previous path?

In this quiet and dark room, Chao Tian looked up to the sky and exhaled, and then his eyes fell on the headlines of City C on the computer screen. Three seconds later, he quickly put on his shoes and left the room.

At the same time, in a certain hotel in City C.

"How about it?"

"The autopsy report came out. The time of death was more than 24 hours. The deceased was indeed Gu He himself. The fatal injury was the gunshot to the forehead."

After a period of silence in this luxurious hotel, Cheng Hao curiously looked up at the person standing in front of the French window with his back turned to him.

"Sir, you don't seem very happy?"

The man with his back to him had golden brown hair, a slender figure, and strong limbs. He stood there quietly at the moment, looking down at the endlessly flowing street from the 29th floor, as if he was looking down on all living beings.

"Have you ever felt like this?"

"How does it feel?" Cheng Hao asked.

"A person who has been entangled with you for more than ten years suddenly disappears like this, and still dies before your eyes. At that moment... it seems to be empty."

"Uh……"

Cheng Hao didn't know what to say, of course he knew who his boss was referring to, but...

"Sir, he nearly killed you several times."

He couldn't help reminding his boss, assassination, bomb, sniping, for a whole ten years, ever since he followed the boss, that master killer has used his life to deduce what it means to kill Yan Luo.

"It is rare to have such a person, if he is not my enemy..."

"It will definitely be used by you?"

The man suddenly turned his head, with a slight smile on his delicate and handsome mixed-race face, "I may not necessarily fall in love with him."

"..."

Cheng Hao couldn't help but his legs went limp, "Are you... are you kidding me?"

Yun Shen turned his head again, the smile on his face disappeared, and he looked at the people under his feet indifferently.

"So he died."

Cheng Hao nodded calmly, this is in line with his boss' style of painting.

"By the way, sir, Liu Zhaosheng called again this morning to remind him, hoping to allocate funds as soon as possible."

"Tell him I'm going now."

"Yes, I'm going to prepare the car now."

Yun Shen slowly closed his eyes, and sighed softly, "He's still dead after all..."

Chao Tian's father once said that killers in this world may have different nationalities, appearances, and personalities, but one thing must be the same, that is, they all have quirks.

Some people like to drink before killing people, some people like to find a woman to have a crazy night, and some like to go to the scene of the crime after killing someone. There are many kinds of eccentricities, but almost every killer has it. His dad likes to sing , Singing the whole night, just that one song, singing back and forth, it is said that his mother taught him to sing this song, Chao Tian was quite surprised when he heard it at the time, he thought you still have a mother?

Anyway, according to his father, singing like this can remind him that he must come back alive. Chao Tian scoffed at this, claiming that he would not have such a quirk, because once someone mastered this quirk, the end would be death.

His dad said that was impossible, because killing people was a perverted behavior, and those quirks were their way of releasing stress, otherwise they would go crazy sooner or later.

If you are crazy, you will die, if you are not crazy, you will die. This is the ending of the killer.

Later, Chao Tian discovered that he also had a quirk, and he didn't know which murder he got it from, but...he began to like to eat a piece of dark chocolate before each murder.

He didn't realize this habit at first, until one day his father said, you are finished, if someone puts poison in this chocolate one day, you will definitely die.

Chao Tiancai suddenly realized that he also had a quirk, but it seemed that he couldn't quit it. Although the reason for his death was not chocolate, it was indeed a bad omen.

But now he doesn't have to quit, he's a college student, it's normal to eat some chocolate.

"A total of 120, do you have a membership card?" The cashier is a young girl of seventeen or eighteen, with a sweet smile.

"No."

Chao Tian left the supermarket with a large box of chocolates in his hand, and then sat in a coffee shop in a particularly good mood. After ordering a cup of coffee, he leisurely looked towards the opposite side, which was an abandoned construction site.

He left city D at six o'clock this morning, and arrived in city C at ten o'clock. It is now 02:30 in the afternoon, and no one has entered the abandoned construction site.

"clatter."

He put down the coffee cup, took apart the chocolate he bought and put it into his mouth. The sweet taste filled his mouth, and then the bitter taste stained the tip of his tongue.

He chewed a little bit, feeling that he must be extraordinarily strong at the moment.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, there was only the last one left in the box of chocolates that I bought. The people in this coffee shop were already preparing to close, and Chao Tian got up and left before the clerk came over.

The sun outside was much weaker, Chao Tian checked the time, and then walked towards the abandoned construction site opposite.

Go through this green belt, 120 seconds of red light, then cross the intersection, and finally stand in front of this abandoned building, just like the night on the 12th, except that he was exhausted at that time, and then In this position, someone fired a shot from behind, hitting him in the right shoulder.

Chao Tian glanced at the ground, his feet were clean, without any trace, let alone blood.

He continued to walk forward, following the memory of that night, and walked into this abandoned building.

Injured, he stumbled into the abandoned building enduring the severe pain, then found a piece of torn clothes, picked it up and stuffed it on the wound.

At that time, he was hopeful, because he felt that before he died, he remembered that there was a cistern in front, and next to the cistern was another exit, leading directly to the bustling city center streets.

He successfully ran to Mi, and then stopped when he saw the man standing by the cistern smoking a cigarette.

He thought maybe he was really going to die.

The man took down the cigarette and shot him in the chest.

Chao Tian fell down, and then he heard a few people's deep voices saying something, but he was bleeding profusely, his tinnitus had already started, and he couldn't tell the difference at all.

The familiar voice sounded, asking him to have a good pregnancy in his next life, and then——

boom!

In his forehead, another shot.