.Ma Long was walking through the winding alleys of Venice. At this moment, he just wanted to stay as far away from the Blood Owl as possible to ensure his own safety.
When he led the "Silver Shadow" killers to come here, he was already dead because of the blood owl, so he dared to attack suddenly. Unexpectedly, the murderous devil survived the horrific attack just now. In fact, this accident was not fatal. He could still blame the blood owl for killing Paper Man and Faro and murdering those high-ranking officials. .
But what Malone is worried about now is that the two men were not completely dead when he escaped. If any of them survived and gave some testimony against themselves, the entire plan would be in vain, and Jim Malone The name will also be wiped out by the empire with humiliation.
Although Silver Shadow's killers were very strong, Ma Long knew in his heart that they couldn't deal with the blood owl. They were just trying to buy some time for his escape. Is there any other way to kill people and silence them? An idea quickly flashed through his mind, so he took out a communicator while running.
Malone wanted to call the air force to carry out indiscriminate destruction of the urban area just now. Whether it was buildings, bridges, streets, or residents, they were all blown into ashes. Even if the explosion could not kill the blood owl, at least it could be done before the Luca instructor arrived. Let Paper Man and Faro shut up forever. If he is held responsible afterwards, he can put on a guilty face and claim that the blood owl killed Lieutenant Colonel Faro and his close friends, so he lost his mind; at the same time, it is also for the empire to eliminate high-risk scourges, I believe that this level of sacrifice for the higher-ups is still acceptable. To put it another way, he would not die for his sins.
But before he could start the communication, a tall black figure stood in front of him, snatched the communicator with lightning speed, and crushed it into a pile of scrap metal with his bare hands.
Ma Long stood still. It wasn't that he didn't want to move, but that he couldn't move. At this moment, deep down in his heart, he wished he could grow four legs to escape, but the only two he had had lost all other functions besides trembling constantly. The toad was probably in this state when he was stared at by the cobra.
The blood owl was covered in blood, standing in front of Ma Long with a ferocious smile, looking down at the weak prey that was about to die, and said: "I want to ask you a few questions now. There are five things you can't do - refuse to answer, lie, answer incorrect questions, and bargain. And kneel down and beg for mercy, otherwise I don’t know what will happen. Do you understand?”
Ma Long nodded, his voice trembling: "Ming... understand..."
The blood owl sneered and asked, "Who are the group of killers who followed you just now?"
"They are the killers of the Silver Shadow, the most expensive mercenaries in the world, but as long as they have money, they dare to carry out any mission."
"Are they the ones who imitate me and kill people?"
"Yes."
"You said this plan has been prepared for a month, so how do you know that I will continue to stay in Venice after that night?"
"It doesn't matter whether you are still in this city or not. A month ago, it was confirmed by Faro and Paper Man that you were indeed the wanted criminal Blood Owl at Danger Level 4. That's enough. Since you have appeared here recently, Having been through this once, as long as my actions are not too long ago, they will naturally be linked to you. Find someone to imitate your methods and kill everyone I want to remove, and finally kill the two authorities who may be able to find out the loopholes. If I silence them, my goal will be achieved."
The blood owl looked into Ma Long's eyes: "Last question, do you have any valuable information that you can provide me in exchange for your life?"
Ma Long is also very scheming. He knows that this is the only chance to survive in front of people like Blood Owl. It can be said that he has been waiting for this question: "Yes! This whole plan was not actually planned by me. Yes! But there is someone else!"
The name "Tianyi" immediately flashed through the blood owl's mind, but he remained calm on the surface and just said in a questioning tone: "Then... who is it?"
"It's the 'Consultant'! He taught me the overall layout, all the details, including the matchmaking with the 'Silver Shadow', the time and method of the murder, and the reaction I should show to the outside world! These are all he taught me! In the incident a month ago Later, although I realized that this was an opportunity and had the idea of seizing this city, I didn't have such a detailed plan at all. The person who really planned everything was the consultant! So it's not me who wants to frame you, but him! "
"Oh?" The blood owl became interested: "Do you know the name of this 'consultant'? Or... his appearance?"
Malone said: "No... I have never met him, and I don't know the real name of this consultant. I only saw this code name two years ago on a list of wanted criminals with a danger level of one. According to HL's information, this person is in Accepting commissions from others through a public mailbox on the Internet to provide "criminal consulting" services. hl has used various methods to try to catch him, but whether it was tracking him through technical means or pretending to be his employer to lure him in, nothing worked Any result. The headquarters has also doubted the authenticity of this mailbox, but rumors about the consultant have never stopped. Among ordinary criminals without superpowers, there are many cases where he has his shadow. According to some people's vague According to the description, the consultant should be less than twenty years old this year, and he is a genius criminal who has emerged in recent years.
More than a month ago, I also sent him an email with the intention of giving it a try. Later, he actually contacted me and told me that he had his own way of identifying whether the person who sent the email really wanted criminal counseling or was just for criminal counseling. Some other purpose, so he couldn't be caught, and was happy to provide services to someone with a HL background like me. "
When the blood owl heard this, he asked again, "Are you sure he is not twenty years old?"
"Yes... Although it may not be accurate, age is something that very few HLs can roughly grasp. This person is really very cautious and difficult to trace."
"Can you still contact him now?"
Ma Long's expression became nervous: "No... a month ago, it took him a short time to hand over the plan to me and gave me the contact information of Silver Shadow. After that, I handed over the plan to me." After taking the money, I can no longer contact him.”
The blood owl touched his chin: "Oh, I understand." He put his hand on Ma Long's shoulder, and the latter was so frightened that he almost lost control.
"Don't be afraid, um... Ma Tong."
"It's Ma Long... Mr. Blood Owl."
"That kind of thing is fine no matter what. I just want to tell you, don't worry, I will personally visit the 'advisor' and kill him." In this whole conspiracy, you are just playing an incompetent careerist. There are too many wastes like you on this planet. I don't have to kill you. "
"Thank you... thank you... thank you, Mr. Blood Owl." Ma Long didn't know what else to say at this time except thanking the man for sparing his life.
The next second, the blood owl changed the topic: "But you dare to correct my mistakes, Ma Tong, you are seeking death." Then he tore Ma Long to pieces easily.
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In the early morning, among the ruins, HL's cleanup team was doing the work of "scrubbing the floors", removing the mutilated bodies and thoroughly disinfecting the blood-soaked floors.
"Hey guys, come here quickly." One of the team members suddenly shouted.
Five or six people gathered around, and the sharp-eyed people soon saw a corpse wearing a black military uniform. It was buried about half a meter below the ground. The body was broken into two parts in the middle, and the internal organs spilled out. The scene felt like a spring roll placed on a wooden board. When someone knocked it down with a hammer, the board broke. And that spring roll was Lieutenant Colonel Faro at this moment.
Just as they were sighing at this unfamiliar superior, someone from another place shouted: "There is still a living person here!"
This time, almost everyone in the clean-up team who was nearby rushed over, with the stretcher-bearers at the front.
It was a man wearing a windbreaker. Half of his face was missing, and a row of teeth and flesh and blood were exposed. However, his chest still rose and fell slightly, showing that he still had not compromised on death...