killer game

A cup was slammed on the table, and the water in the cup splashed everywhere, quickly soaking the documents at the bottom of the cup, but no one would care about this at the moment.

Stan stood up, with both hands slowly and almost oppressively propped on the desk, his neck stretched out very long, like a vulture staring at its prey, all it stares at will be victims of death, without exception, That kind of nervous eyes and expression can make people feel creepy.

"So, you tell me that someone has come to the door, but no one knows what's going on?!"

A sturdy bald man stood in front of him, shaking his head. He was shocked by the movement, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably. It felt as if he would jump up in the next second and seize door and fled.

Some people gathered in the room in twos and threes, some were standing and sitting, some were smoking, some were playing with their cell phones, some were suddenly interested in a certain decoration on the wall, some were looking at each other and staring at each other without turning their heads, all departments of the anti-narcotics team The main personnel of the team are all here, but they all try to hide their existence with trepidation, and no one even dares to look up and meet Stan's eyes.

Stan kicked away the chair behind him abruptly, took a deep breath, and faced out the window, his hand behind him trembled slightly in a horrible convulsion: "Tell me, who did we mess with? Why did the bomb It's going to explode here, who brought it in?"

"S, Stan, you know this is not an easy task... Uh, we are still investigating..." The person in charge of this aspect looked left and right, and colleagues avoided his sight one after another, so they could only forcefully The scalp stands out.

"Trash!" Stan turned his head abruptly and looked at him coldly, "It's been two days! Two full days! The only result is still checking?"

An entire department was blown up!It's still the department directly under Stan!What kind of naked irony is this?The person behind the scenes is playing with them like a cat and a mouse, each one is even like a marionette, the only function is to make people twist their throats!

Stan got angry, not to mention the few in front of him, even some people standing against the wall behind him trembled involuntarily.

The subordinate trembled his lips and tried his best to pretend to be calm, but he didn't know that his voice could almost be called shrill: "I, we are investigating... How many people are there on the other side, and for what purpose... We don't know all of them. I know... Absolutely, definitely a veteran... Such obvious revenge... But, but, I have checked all the 'accidents' for nearly half a year, and I can't find anyone who has this motive... I... We... are planning to take Expanded scope..."

First Kent, then Lynn, Willy, and then Malky... More than ten people in one department, why these few... Vendetta?Taking this way... Is that the grievance with the anti-narcotics team?

The ferocity in Stan's expression made people feel that the muscles on his face would jump out of the shackles, but his blue eyes remained strangely clear and calm, and a thought seemed to flash across his mind.

"What are those Chinese talking about? Italian killers?!"

※※※※※※※

The morning light leaked in through the window, Mathilda calmly opened her eyes, turned her head slightly, and saw sparkling particles floating in the void illuminated by the light, hazy and beautiful.

Leon woke up too.

In the morning, the two of them woke up in the same bed.In the room, there was the smell of two people.Thinking about it makes people feel extremely happy.

"Did you sleep well?" She hugged the quilt and turned to look at him, smiling slightly, her amber eyes flickering slightly.

Leon stood there in a daze, he sat up, stared at her in a daze, then lowered his head, his expression a little embarrassed and shy: "Very... good?" He seemed to be trying to remember something, and the dazed look made her feel Cute, "I don't know...I've never really been asleep...I've always had one eye open before."

Mathilda smiled, rubbed herself on the pillow, shielded her eyes with her arm, and muttered, "It's nothing better than this...it's like a dream...it seems, those empty places are filled, touch It's warm up there..."

It's a pity that at dawn, after waking up from the dream, you always have to face reality when you open your eyes.

What I used to fill my stomach was the food I bought casually yesterday. The weather is not as hot as it was in the long summer. Although the food tastes bad, it has not expired.They stayed in the house and tried not to go out and show their faces.

Leon is cleaning up the Silver Queen.It would allow him to pass the time and, by the way, calmly think about some useful questions. Mathilda carefully sorted out the tools and instruments in the entire rental room.

It's just a stopgap here.For something to happen... they needed a safer... more secluded place.

There is only one way in front of them now, kill Stan.Kill Stan!Otherwise no one can escape.

Vengeance must be avenged, and since he had to be dragged into the water, they can only move towards this goal!

※※※※※※※

The doctor slowly looked at the cigarette that was about to burn out at his fingertips, his vision was empty and steady, as if he didn't know that the cigarette was about to burn his finger.

There are only two people left in the plan.

As he watched the federal building closely, he wondered with interest how to send one of them to hell.

Then he waited for his opportunity.

Stan hurried out with the men.Among them, there is no cowardly and timid bald man.

The doctor slowly took out the last second piece of red hard cardboard, threw away the cigarette butt a second before his finger was burned, and stretched out his long and slender fingers to flick it mischievously.

The sun shines down, reflecting the halo warmly and quietly.His mood was very peaceful, as peaceful as when he dreamed of his sister countless times before, hugging her and kissing her.

※※※※※※※

When Mathilda finally had time to pay attention to Stan's news and contact the doctor, she found that the plan had completely deviated from her will.

Benny is dead, there's no question about that.As long as he was out of Stan's sight, the doctor could kill him easily.And his death will also plunge the furious Stan into a deeper predicament.

But neither she nor he had imagined that Stan would go to old Tony's restaurant first!As a result, there was a time difference between his departure and Benny's death, which made the earlier calculations ineffective.

Damn it!Although she'd expected that the exposure of Leon's typical Italian appearance would remind Stan of something else, and then involve old Tony - but she hadn't expected the interval to be so short!She hasn't arranged her plan through this step!

She really didn't trust old Tony, so she couldn't take the risk, and that was the intention of moving out of the original hotel as soon as possible.She wasn't sure how far Leon's client would betray him, but it was clear that, in the face of her own life, Stan's intimidation would make everything she was afraid of seem logical.

So what should we do next?

Where else can it serve as a breakthrough?