[Yes]

[Deciphered successfully]

Headless person identity information.

Citizenship: Second level citizen.

Name: Zhou Cheng.

Mercenary codename: Xingtian.

……

[Xingtian: Female slave, don’t stand up for me, stay alive, bring the things in the drawer in my room to my family, please... you must live...]

Do you really want to name yourself Xingtian?

This idea only stayed in An Ran's mind for a moment.

The auxiliary script locked the target for him.

In an inconspicuous corner, there is a figure that is optically invisible.

This figure cannot be captured visually, but there is a name attached to it.

Female demon.

Citizenship: Second-class citizen.

Name: Nvba.

Mercenary code name: Female Demon.

Gender:Female.

Age: 14 years old.

Mode of birth:——

Mental strength: Level 2.

[Zhou Zheng’s bionic brain was successfully deciphered, information updated]

[Correction]

Mental strength: Level 4.

Level 4! A spiritual practitioner? Does she have inheritance?

[Reference information in Zhou Zheng’s bionic brain: non-spiritual practitioners who encountered major traumatic breakthroughs in childhood]

Mercenary resume: Deputy of the two-star mercenary Xing Tian.

……

[If you find a target worth cultivating, should you report it to the company? Yes/No]

[No]

Report it to the police, he woke up secretly.

After reporting it, he also followed suit.

The sound of "clatter" chains sounded.

The limbs of the headless man were chained, and the roar of the engine straightened the chains.

"Crash!" The chain fell to the ground again and tightened again.

An Ran blocked the sound of the scene and stared blankly at the scene in front of her.

A body was torn apart like a toy.

Flesh and broken parts were scattered on the ground, like torn dolls.

Is this the outside world?

Where is the Sheriff? Oh...the Sheriff is dead too.

In the silent scene, the first perspective occupied by An Ran left with the crowd.

An Ran suddenly woke up.

"Are there any other prosthetic eyes nearby? Track the female demon."

[Zhou Zheng’s prosthetic eyes detected and can be used]

[Do you want to activate wireless power supply? There is a fee to use unlimited power supply]

"Pay with Zhou Zheng's account."

[Zhou Zheng Life activities have been stopped and the account is locked and cannot be used]

[If there is no other account, it is recommended to use the account of the security officer A2-. The account of the security officer A2- can still survive for 2 hours. The account survival time depends on the possibility of the trauma team arriving]

Use.

The wireless power supply of the prosthetic eye was activated, and Enron gained new vision, parallel to the ground, with only a small part of the field of vision.

The world is not a good place, but there is no other choice.

An Ran is waiting, and he doesn’t know what he is waiting for.

Ten minutes later, the eyeball was suddenly picked up.

No one was photographed, so it floated out of thin air.

Because everyone else had left, the ID originally marked on the head of the female slave also disappeared, but An Ran knew that she was the one who picked up the eyeball.

Zhou Zheng's body was dragged away, leaving red and blue drag marks on the ground.

The prosthetic eye was caught and installed, and the surrounding area suddenly became dark.

"Sheriff A2-can he still be alive?"

[If left untreated, survival probability: 0%]

"Isn't the trauma team coming?"

[The identity of Sheriff A2 is compared with the Sheriff's database. The identity he is using is civil status level three. He is not a member of the trauma team. The trauma team will not come]

So, An Guan A2- is already dead.

"What is the basis for confirming the death of Sheriff A2-?"

[Health Detection System]

"Can it be invaded? Can the data be changed?" An Ran suddenly had an immature idea.

Several intrusion plans pop up in the block.

It works.

Immediately, an email was sent.

Do you want revenge? Do you want to know who shot Zhou Zheng?

……

Half an hour later.

Private clinic, prosthetist's operating table.

A brain was removed.

To be precise, there is only half a brain, and the other half is too scattered, just like crushed tofu.

"Wow, look at it, the one I had at noon was even better than that." The prosthetic doctor screamed strangely and looked at the little girl outside the operating table.

At the same time, An Ran was watching this scene with the help of the operating room camera.

"Is this operating room so casual? Is there no infection?"

Block pop-up answers Enron’s doubts.

A diaphragm appears outside the operating table, and there are a large number of nano dust robots floating in that diaphragm, which can kill all nearby microorganisms.

The block thoughtfully uses animation to mark specific areas for Enron.

"As long as you know I'll pay."

The female slayer replied without any doubt.

The prosthetic doctor shrugged his shoulders. He didn't think there was any need to treat this brain. Although he could complete most of the operations, it was almost impossible to revive this brain.

After all, this is not a trauma team.

But who can have trouble with money? Since the customer is willing to pay, he can do whatever he wants.

Place half of the complete brain into the printed skull.

The nanorobots started working, connecting the brain to artificial blood vessels and restoring blood supply.

The prosthetic doctor glanced at the detection panel.
To be continued...