The villain is in trouble

The night in New York is as bright as day, the traffic is constantly flowing, and the noise is like the sound of a drumhead being violently hammered.

"boom."

After the silenced dull gunshot, the corner of the dark room was illuminated by the flashing searchlight, and a fat figure fell limply to the ground, with pools of blood dripping from his body.

The assailant in front of the corpse did not stay long, turned around and walked out of the room, the corridor was empty, as cold as a cemetery at night.

The silver-haired man put away his guns calmly, walked through the corridor, and went straight up to the roof from the silent staircase of the escape passage.

The night wind howled, the windbreaker fluttered, and the young man standing on the edge of the roof turned his back to the entrance, holding up a telescope to stare at the night sky, as if he was looking for a certain star.

He quickly gave up and sighed, put down the binoculars, turned around and waved to the man, and said with a smile, "Thank you, Gin."

Gin, who was sent to the United States by Renye Karasuma, did not respond to this, but said coldly: "I am not your subordinate."

This attitude is disgusting.

This is the fourth day he came to the United States and contacted 【Spectator】.The woman in Belmode couldn't wait to go to England the night they met.

"We will be colleagues soon." [Spectator] jumped off the edge of the roof, the hem of his clothes lifted and fell, and the telescope disappeared.He put his hands in his pockets, with a gentle smile on his face, "Don't be so indifferent, let's cultivate friendly and harmonious colleagues, Gin."

Gin turned and left.

"I'm really impatient..." [Spectator] complained to keep up, walking briskly, "What else can I do before going to Japan? Do you want to set off ground-to-air fireworks? Or send the White House a rock and roll night?" He said excitedly , quickened his pace to the front of the gin, bouncing up and down on the steps, "It's better if it's lively, everyone don't sleep, get together happily and wait for tomorrow - this is very interesting, isn't it?"

The voice is full of laughter, and even the expression must be anticipation and joy.

madman.Only you are happy.

Belmod's gloating voice before leaving could be heard in his head, and Gin swished air-conditioning at his back, and was tired of the other party's chatter, so he forced himself to deal with it: "boring entertainment."

The loyal TopKiller couldn't understand this person's enthusiasm for creating chaos, but this didn't affect his attitude. The only thing that disgusted him was that the other party's words were too high-sounding and hypocritical to be ridiculous.

"It's different between people—you feel bored, for me," [Spectator] was not offended by this comment, but nodded understandingly, "It's a good thing that can make me feel peaceful. "

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and the light from the screen illuminated half of the corridor, making the two different footsteps and the figure reflected on the wall even more spooky.

"Do you want me to help you find an undercover agent?" He seemed to be exchanging messages with someone, and asked casually, "After all, that Scotland is an undercover police officer. Maybe the organization has become a rat's nest."

Qin Jiu's face darkened: "...No need! You don't even have a code name now!"

He only knew before that it was [Spectator] who exposed Scotland's undercover identity and disposed of the other party's body. Why can BOSS tolerate this crazy and uncontrollable person intervening in the organization's affairs as an outsider when he knows so much?

"That's too much, I want to show my personal ability to the company I'm going to join." [Spectator] smiled, "The market is so vast, and I'm so good, it would be too lazy not to pay more."

So you think you are very hardworking, don't you?

Gin recalled the past few days when the other party happily announced that he did it, and what happened in the United States before he came, and found that he couldn't refute it.

The image of the big country has been thoroughly provoked. If no one knew his appearance and name until now, and it was uncertain whether it was the same person, he would have been on the international arrest warrant long ago.

The superhuman... Tsk.

……

The city that never sleeps, New York.

It was a very ordinary night.

In a magnificent hotel, well-dressed entrepreneurs chatted and laughed happily; white police officers held hamburgers and fries and talked and laughed against the police car at the corner of the street; young men and women danced happily in the bar, and they were so excited; scavengers rummaged through the trash can , Street children were chased and ran through the alleys; LED screens on high-rise buildings played various promotional videos and advertisements... The streets were full of traffic, and the whole city was bustling and bustling, bright as day.

"Beep-"

A piercing electric sound suddenly sounded over the entire city.

Or, because at the same time, different places make the same sound, and when they gather together, it can be heard in every part of the city.

Loudspeakers, speakers, microphones, even late-night radio stations and broadcasts...as long as they are technological products that can connect to the Internet and produce sound, they all make a "beep--".

The Hudson River flows quietly around New York, but the slow-moving ferry on it has stopped.

The city is still brightly lit, but at this moment, it is as silent as ever before in a dangerous night.

People of different classes looked at each other in blank dismay with those around them, and turned their eyes to the place where the voice came from.

English songs sounded.

It's the song that all Americans know by heart, the average Christmas song, followed by the average birthday song.

"……what happened?"

After the panic, someone raised a question.

"Why doesn't it stop?"

"Who did it?"

"Arrest! People who do this kind of thing must be arrested!"

"Quickly check! Put that person in jail!"

There was a commotion at the police station.But soon, some people who are good at computers found that they couldn't log on to the computer, the music player turned on automatically, and other programs and software couldn't run, and they were forcefully deprived of the opportunity to solve the incident.

"There is no doubt that he is a very powerful hacker!"

"Brilliant! What a surprise!"

"Whoever did that must be a genius! He made a big joke!"

People who like excitement and pursuit of novelty cheered.

"Fart! This is something only a lunatic would do!" The man who was startled by the electric sound dropped the bottle and wiped the drink off his face drunkenly.

"Why don't you play rock? I like rock!" The street singer looked at the radio and began to play along with the melody.

"Hey, good evening everyone in New York City!" When the whole city was in chaos due to unexpected situations, the man behind the scenes finally spoke out.

It was a brisk youth voice, with the cheerful melody of Christmas songs as the BGM, as if singing, with clear articulation and greeting everyone with a smile.

The sound echoed in the New York night sky.

"I, [Spectator], declare responsibility for those 'accident cases' in the US for the past two weeks. Sorry to scare everyone, but I am very happy!"

"I have already left the United States at this time, and I wish everyone happy every day in the days to come, whether in prison or in hell!"

"Goodbye~"

With the farewell, everything returned to normal.

Police: "Quick, quick! Investigate the recent exit records!"

And some people are confused by the "blessing" content of 【Spectator】.

Prison and hell?what does that mean?

In countless corners of the city that never sleeps, as the ubiquitous voice fell, the unknown criminals' eyes were blank, like puppets under control, they left their original place or changed their behavior.

"boom."

Someone jumped from a tall building.

"Pfft."

Someone jumped into the pool and sank.

"boom."

Someone pulls the trigger to the temple.

"call……"

Someone started a fire at home.

"boom--"

Someone drove a car into a river.

..."suicide cases" that occurred in different places at the same time.

By dawn, the officials who had collected information on such events across the city were dripping with cold sweat.Overnight, hundreds of deaths were reported.

Glossy high-ranking officials and capitalists, as well as members of their families, were also among the dead, which made things even more complicated and out of control.

Phone calls from the White House and from other states rang incessantly.

New York City, which is in a panic, is full of eerie silence.

Immediately afterwards, they received an anonymous email from 【Spectator】—in which was the information of all the deceased, or it may be more appropriate to describe it as "criminal evidence".

Video, audio and documents, shocking picture, sound and data.All of them display the ugly evils of human beings, all of which make human beings with conscience sick, and even the soul trembles with fear and loathing.

——The collector [Spectator] also added a smiley face at the end of the email.

"……madman."

Someone murmured.

"madman!"

They roared.

At this time, 【SPectator】has arrived in Japan and is on the way to talk to Renye Karasuma.

……

It is night in Japan at the moment, and in a hidden medical research institute on the outskirts of Tokyo, 【Spectator】with his hands in his pockets, followed Gin Jiu briskly.

The corridor glowing with mechanical cold light was filled with the smell of disinfectant.The researchers in white coats and protective clothing walked around without paying much attention to them.

silence.

Even if the footsteps never stopped, it can only be described by this word.

Everyone is serious and quiet.

"The expression looks like my family and friends have been bombed." [Spectator] commented unceremoniously, "It's not lively at all, the mental state of the employees must be very serious, your medical department should provide psychological counseling services." He seriously Suggestions, "An organization without a core spirit has no soul! Do you have any team building activities? Recently, the cherry blossom line has been pushed to Tokyo, do you want to go to enjoy the flowers?"

They approached the elevator, and the sound was just enough for the people coming out of the elevator to hear the content.

The girl in a white coat with short brown hair raised her head slightly and looked over.

Gin in the front walked steadily, but judging from his momentum, he could draw his gun at any time and aim the muzzle at the forehead of the smiling young man behind him.

The brown-haired girl suppressed her fear, looked away as calmly as possible, and passed them by.

The two entered the elevator.The elevator door closed, blocking the back of the brown-haired girl.

"Who is that kid?" [Spectator] pinched his chin, and asked curiously, "Genius medical students—is this the case? Tsk tsk, they are still exploiting child labor."

"She's Shirley." Gin Jiu said without further words.

"It's amazing." Another person praised without sincerity, "Young and promising, with extraordinary talent."

The elevator stopped running quickly, and Gin led the people through several inspection checkpoints, and brought [Spectator] to a simple room.

There is a large screen inside, which is on, and you can see the faint silhouette of people.But whether it is here or there, it is clear that the real posture characteristics cannot be analyzed.

"Gin, you've worked hard." Renye Karasuma said, "You should step down first."

Gin glanced at the excited [Spectator], bowed his head silently, and left the room.

The young man put his hands in his pockets, stared at the outline on the screen with a smile, and didn't speak immediately.