Guilty: Murder of his lover

A week has passed, and there are still no reports of the unidentified man's death on television.

Could it be that no one found the body because the temperature was too low in winter?

The man became a little uneasy.He thought that he must have thought too much, as a professional killer, he must never show his uneasiness at any time, otherwise it would become his fatal injury.

A week ago, the man took a special task from the painter, and the painter asked that no matter what means he had to get rid of a colleague code-named "Migratory Bird" hidden in Chuncheng City.

He knew the man Migratory Bird.Five years ago, "Migratory Bird" was famous in the industry for his quickness, accuracy, and ruthlessness. The painter even entrusted one-third of the entrusted tasks to this person to complete.At that time, "Migratory Bird" was the gold medal killer in the industry.

However, for some unknown reason, two years later, "Migratory Bird" seemed to have conflicts with the painter, and seemed to want to wash his hands.Of course the painter didn't do it, so he didn't know what tricks he used to ask the "migratory bird" to deal with some of the most difficult people, and the "migratory bird" actually agreed.

But after that, the "migratory bird" disappeared again, this time completely disappearing from the industry.He once thought that the "migratory bird" was solved by the enemy.

The man originally didn't want to take this task. After all, the strength of "Migratory Bird" is well-known in the industry, and he is definitely not the opponent of "Migratory Bird".

But the painter told him that the "migratory bird" is no longer as strong as it was back then, and he was told to do it with confidence. He had no way to resist the painter, so he had to agree.Painters are the ones who offer commissions and high fees, and when necessary, threaten to do it with the words "it's easy to erase you".

Generally speaking, a painter is his own master, a figure at the top of the pyramid in this industry, who holds the power of life and death for some people, and also holds the power of life and death for himself.He had to accept the painter's assignment.

He has never seen the painter's real appearance, and the two contacted only on the Internet, but for some reason, no matter where he is, the painter can know his specific location, and send the information of some people who need to be removed to own hands.

So just last week, he went to Chuncheng City, found the apartment near Chaoyang Sea, and killed the man who was sleeping soundly.He was used to using a knife, so he was killed with a single knife. The man's death should not be painful.

What is a "migratory bird"? It just looks like an ordinary man. He looks very young and handsome, in his early thirties at most.Although I have seen the other party in the photo of the file, but in reality, I still have to feel that the other party is handsome, even if it is already a corpse with its neck wiped.

He thought that the "migratory bird" who had killed countless people and used ruthless methods would be difficult to deal with, but he didn't expect to solve it all at once, which made him a little disappointed.The so-called gold medal killer is nothing more than that. As the artist said, the "migratory bird" is no longer the "migratory bird" it used to be.

He returned home full of confidence, thinking that he would see that handsome face on the TV news the next day, but he didn't expect that a week had passed, and no one had found the body yet.

During the period, the artist also sent several text messages, urging him to complete the task quickly.He also knew that before he saw the news, the painter would never pay him.

What should I do, why not go back to that apartment and help open the door?

But the risk of doing so is too great. Once someone finds out, he will be exposed.

After much deliberation, he finally decided to take the risk of visiting the apartment.

The air in the middle of winter night is always extraordinarily fresh. He followed the previous path, opened the window and entered the apartment, and walked into the room on tiptoe.

He looked at the bed and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

The body on the bed was gone.

However, before he could react, a black figure appeared behind him, and then the back of his head hurt, and he fell down.

When he regained consciousness, he realized that his hands and feet were bound, his eyes were covered, and his mouth was wrapped with tape several times.His head was still throbbing with pain, and it was even more uncomfortable to put it on the cold floor.

I have been plotted against, but who is the other party?It can't be that "migratory bird", because the other party has been wiped by himself, and he can't die anymore.Who would that be?Waiting for yourself in this place?

Was it done by a painter?No, it's not the painter. Although the remuneration is high this time, it won't make the other party unwilling to pay. After all, the painter is very rich. He can offer such remuneration dozens of times, or even hundreds of times.

So if not a painter, who would it be?

"You're awake." When he was puzzled, a young man's voice came from above.

The voice seemed to be very close to him, as if speaking against his own cheek.He moved slightly, indicating that he was awake, and at the same time trying to figure out who the other party was.

"Do you know who I am?" the young man asked.

He shook his head with difficulty, or rather, shook his head.He thought his movements were big, but in the eyes of the young man, he just squirmed his neck a little.

"It's okay if you don't know. Tell me, who asked you to kill me?" The young man's voice became extremely cold.

He shivered suddenly, the person he killed was that "migratory bird".

"Tell me, who is it? You killed me, so it's fair for me to kill you now!" The young man continued to urge.

He couldn't believe that this person was the killer "migratory bird" who was supposed to die. He clearly remembered that the other party was already dead, and he cut off the trachea and aorta with his own hands.But, why is he still alive... Under such circumstances, can people still live?Unless that's not human.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt that the surrounding air was extremely cold, and that eerie feeling was like a ghost appearing in a horror movie.

He writhed desperately, whether it was the current situation of being tied up, or the fact that the "migratory bird" was not dead, he was genuinely scared.He is just an ordinary killer, and every time he picks up some tasks for the old, weak, sick and disabled in exchange for rewards, the current situation is not what he wants.

"You'd better say it quickly, or you will be in danger if you go back like this. You might as well tell me who wants my life, and I can still deal with that guy and keep you safe."

He heard the deep laughter of the "migratory bird", which was weird and cold.

There was no other better way, he could only nod with difficulty.

The next second, he felt the pain of the tape tearing on his lips and cheeks, and he almost shed tears from the pain.

Without the restraint of the tape, he felt that his breathing was much easier.

"Speak." The young man asked.

"Painter..." He took a breath, thinking that "Migratory Bird" should have the artist's contact information.

"Painter?" The young man seemed to confirm the noun.

"Aren't you a 'migratory bird', you should know the painter's...you don't know? Who are you?!" He became alert, although the current state is completely unnecessary.

"Who am I?" The young man seemed to be smiling, "Who do you say I am?"

The cloth from his eyes was ripped off, and he saw the glare of fluorescent lights.Shaking, he saw the face of a young man who looked to be in his early thirties at most.The face was handsome, but also pale, with a cold expression like a ghost in a horror movie.

He opened his eyes wide and saw the white blade in the opponent's hand cut on his neck.

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"Our station reported that at around 19:2335 this morning, a vicious murder case occurred in Apartment [-], Chaoyanghai, Chuncheng City. It is reported that a man living in Apartment [-] was brutally killed at home with his throat cut and his face brutally burned. Master Gao, the police are currently investigating..."

Duan Ganyan glanced at the news broadcast expressionlessly, lowered his head to check the content again, and finally sent the information.

He silently stared at the phone page for a while, but the other party did not reply to the message.

It should be a person with high vigilance, so he will definitely not come out with just such a message. Maybe he should type the word "migratory bird" at the end, so that the other party may reply to him.

But don't worry, maybe it's not in such a straightforward way.Moreover, the police haven't confirmed the man's real identity yet. Let's wait a few more days. At that time, the police should know that the man who died is not Takanashi.

What a joke, how could it be Takanashi!

He picked up the beer on the table and drank it all in one gulp.Squeezing the can in his hand, he raised his hand, and the deflated can flew into the wastebasket by the wall.

He, Duan Ganyan, made up his mind to find someone, and even ten cows would not be able to bring him back.Although Takanashi is the owner of that apartment, the police may find him for questioning at that time, but it shouldn't delay too much time.

And the other party should know the seriousness of the situation by now, and he will bring the proper noun of "migratory bird" next time, so he doesn't believe that the other party can still sit still.

The sky outside the window was gray, and the bare branches pointed sharply at the sky as if they were going to pierce the gray.

Duan Ganyan looked at the empty seat across the table, and then at the untouched beer can at the other end of the table, with a smile on his lips.

He opened a new can of beer and saluted the beer can on the other side of the table: "Drink the beer, after drinking, spring will arrive, and then we will move out and never return to Chaoyanghai. Isn't it all the fault?" You, if you insist on coming to this ghostly place, if you insist on seeing the sea, you will say it is a lake."

He drank all the beer in the beer can in one gulp, and slowly leaned his whole body against the table, and finally stuck his head on it.

There was no blush from drunkenness on his pale face, and he muttered:

"Takahashi, I miss you."

The mechanical sound of the refrigerator cooling in the room was humming, comforting his loneliness.