"Serena is from Russia. She is 1.8 meters tall and has a bust size of 34C. She was the school cheerleader in college..."

"Catherine from Northern Europe is 1.75cm tall, bust size...well...no specific data, but hip size is 9cm, very curvy and smooth..."

"Miya Mikami is from Shinjuku. She is 162cm tall. She once worked as an AV..." Yu Haonan reported the killer statistics one by one.

Zhuang Shikai quickly interrupted: "Okay, okay, stop talking. Are you applying for the killer list or the lady list?"

Yu Haonan smiled awkwardly: "I can't help it, Sir Zhuang... I'm just speaking according to the information. As you know, female killers are very popular in the market..."

"You don't like hearing about male killers..."

"That's true." Zhuang Shikai nodded without denying.

After all, what good is the information about male killers?

"But you even know your bust and hip measurements. How can you get such clear information?"

Zhuang Shikai said doubtfully.

Yu Haonan chuckled and said: "Don't talk about paper data, I have their actual combat tapes!"

Co-author: The Interpol police did not do their job all day long. They did not catch any evidence of the female killer’s crime, but they did record a lot of salty and wet videos?

Zhuang Shikai cursed in his heart and said aloud: "Send a copy of the list and information of inbound killers to the Hong Kong Island Region."

"By the way, don't forget the video tape either."

"I understand, I understand." Yu Haonan nodded and said, "Know yourself and your enemy, and you won't be in danger in a hundred battles..."

"Ha, you're such a salty guy!" Zhuang Shikai sneered and hung up the phone, then raised his palm and rubbed his chin: "It seems that the work of the Interpol Department is not bad..."

"No wonder that guy Yu Haonan's face looks like he has kidney deficiency. I've already seen something wrong with him!"

In the afternoon, the Interpol Department sent someone to deliver the information and video tapes.

Zhuang Shikai sent the information about the killers to the Criminal Department and asked Chen Guohua to arrest them and supervise the killers.

He detached the videotape, plugged in the player, made a cup of coffee, and learned more about the case.

"Here is the killer list. In three days, the killer fund will have a meeting. Keep an eye on them!"

"Those who attended that meeting will be watched, and those who did not attend that meeting will also be watched!"

"As long as these killers dare to shoot or take action, I will arrest them all!"

"Are there any questions?" While Mr. Zhuang was watching the videotape, Chen Guohua walked into the Criminal Department with a folder, threw the information documents on a desk and spoke loudly.

"No problem!" A large group of criminal department police officers stood up in the office area, put their hands together, and shouted loudly.

Chen Guohua nodded, put his palms on the table frame, looked up at the crowd and said: "We are divided into groups of ten, and we cooperate with the anti-gangster gang members from the three jurisdictions below. There are more than a hundred people in total? One group is watching one?

You can call for serious case and military support at any time, don’t tell me that I can’t beat those professional killers!”

"Although those professional killers look very strong, are we soldiers? They are thieves! No matter how powerful the thieves are, they can't defeat the regular army!"

"Now go get me the gun and act according to the information immediately."

"Yes? Sir!" the police officers' voices echoed in the office area.

Click, click, click. The criminal police officers involved in the operation immediately stood up and went to the gun room to collect equipment. They looked like they were about to go off.

Senior Inspector Chen Guohua is not only good at killing people, but also has good coordination skills such as organizing and handling cases.

It's a pity that as a sword of darkness, he is destined not to reach the top of the police force in the future!

Organs cannot be controlled by black hands!

At most, he can become a chief inspector, and then he can prepare to retire slowly and retire from the world.

The political prospects are even worse than those of the Crouching Tiger faction.

And it does not belong to the Crouching Tiger series.

But that's not his ambition. He doesn't seek political heights, he only seeks happiness and revenge. What's more, being on the hook of Mr. Zhuang? Even if it is a very low ceiling, a small chief inspector? That is the life of an ordinary police officer.

It's at its peak.

If Chen Guohua can handle everything beautifully, will he be promoted to chief inspector one day? That will not be a wasted job, and Mr. Zhuang will not treat him badly.

…

"Oh! The guy next door has something to do again? I'm so envious." Chen Jiaju sighed, wearing a suit, holding milk tea, and carrying a bag of pineapple buns.

I saw him standing in the office area of ​​Group A of the Criminal Department, looking at the office area of ​​Group B through a layer of glass and muttering to himself.

Yazi rolled her eyes and said to the side: "If you like, I will help you apply to Sir Zhuang. Anyway, there are not enough people to watch the killer. How about..."

Chen Jiaju shook his head hurriedly and said: "NONONO, I just finished a case a few days ago and I just have a few days off. How can you exploit the labor force?"

"I won't talk to you anymore. Mr. Zhuang asked me to go to the office and said he had something good to share with me. I'll leave first."

Chen Jiaju took the afternoon tea and left.

Half of the afternoon tea was bought for Mr. Zhuang.

Meazi curled her lips and said, "Tch, good stuff?"

"What good things does Mr. Zhuang give to you but not to me? Nothing I can share with you is good!"

She didn't take Chen Jiaju's words to heart at all, and even thought that Mr. Zhuang would dig a hole for Jiaju. However, she didn't know that Mr. Zhuang really shared good things with his good brothers today.

Of course, if you share this good thing with Meazi, Meazi will probably be very happy.

What a pity... Mr. Zhuang had a critical eye today and wanted to criticize with his subordinates, but he didn't want to practice with someone.

What if we invite Meiko in to share? Hum, if the curtains are drawn and the door is locked, wouldn't it be an advantage for her?

Hey hey hey.

Three days later.

Tsukamoto Building, a certain conference room.

A "sissy" man wearing glasses, thin body, and long hair stood on the conference table, spread his hands, and preached to everyone: "Unfortunately, Mr. Tsukamoto was killed a few days ago.

The husband left a will during his lifetime. Once the cause of his death is murder, this fund will begin to operate."

The long-haired sissy looks a bit polite. She is the fund manager of the Revenge Fund and plays the role of referee and notary for this revenge bounty.

Of course, the real fund money remains in the Swiss bank, and the fund money is also directed by the Swiss bank.

He is just a representative.

However, he is still very talented.

Fifteen gold medal killers from various organizations and their managers from all over the world were all wearing simultaneous headsets, listening to the interpreter's explanation, and looking at him.

The people who can sit in the conference room are almost all top killers and well-known killer companies.

Before they sat in the conference room, they knew what they were there for and the cause of the incident. Now they just came to listen to the rules.

Just listen to the fund manager's lecture: "Please pick up the disk next to you and insert it into the computer in front of you. Each of you can set a six-digit secret to open a Swiss bank account."

"The account contains the US$5 million deposit you each paid. After the operation is completed, send me the operation information, reports, photos and other relevant evidence, and the bonus will be transferred directly to your bank account."

"Among them, the murderer and the mastermind are each worth 50 million U.S. dollars. If the murderer and the mastermind are the same, it would be 10 million U.S. dollars."

"Our foundation will judge with the most professional eyes, first come first served, to ensure fairness for everyone."

In the conference room, more than a dozen killer brokers followed the instructions of the fund manager, used the movie in front of them to set passwords, and opened their accounts...

After decades of development, the modern killer industry has formed a very complete and modern set of management rules.

A big reward of 100 million US dollars!

Professionalism is evident everywhere.

"In addition, there is a video tape of the building on the night of Seraph's operation, as well as information about Seraph's previous crimes. They have been placed on their desks. You can take them for reference."

"Because of the principle of fairness, each of you will receive the same information."

At this time, a scheming, short manager sitting at the conference table picked up the information and looked through the documents with a suspicious expression.

Another man wearing a patterned shirt and a crew cut stood nearby, leaning his head to take a look.

"Go! Go! Go."

"Don't get in the way!" The manager waved his hand, disgusted with the "gold medal killer" around him.

The killer curled his lips, pulled back his head, and behaved obediently.

This killer is different from other killers with a strong figure and beautiful appearance. His dress and appearance are slightly old-fashioned and rustic.

This is a standard mainland killer party.

Hahahahaha.

How could it be linked to the gold medal killer?

Is this guy a fake killer?

"Bah!" At this time, Tsukamoto Eiji opened the door, led a group of people into the conference room, and looked at everyone: "I will also participate in this bounty mission!"

"Um?"
To be continued...