Four days later.
Two o'clock in the afternoon.
There were no clouds in the sky, the sun was shining brightly, and the temperature was extremely pleasant.
The summer wind blows through the green grass, accompanied by the sound of birds and swaying flowers and plants. This is one of the best cemeteries in Los Angeles and even in North America.
The tombs of the darling actors and stars of the era stand here.
Forest Lawn Cemetery in Hollywood.
A solemn funeral is being held here, with a priest in priest's uniform reading a eulogy, and hundreds of people in solemn black clothes coming to express their condolences.
The inscription information on the tombstone only contains the name, and other than that are some achievements.
There is not even a date of birth, only a time of death.
The rest of the content is roughly about a hero who devotes his life to a just cause, a kind and upright person who spends his life rescuing or helping others.
"That which comes from dust shall return to dust."
"May the Lord have mercy on you."
"From now on, may the Lord take you to the kingdom of eternal happiness."
"Lord, please hear our prayer."
"In the name of the Lord Jesus Christ, Amen."
After the priest finished reciting, he made the sign of the cross on his chest.
On the tombstone is engraved, "Hoffman Randy, rests here."
"Who hired the pastor?"
Di Bo took a deep breath of his cigarette and complained to his subordinates that Randy was not the one who did this. He didn't care about God, the devil, or the communion table, but the dead were the most important, and it was not easy for him to interfere with anything.
Since Randy's body can no longer be called a corpse, it's hard to imagine what kind of torture he suffered during his lifetime. It's just a pile of paste.
All the remaining broken bones were cremated and buried here.
Di Biao asked a wealthy gang under the Luo City branch to handle the funeral. Perhaps in order to please Di Biao, he chose the best cemetery in Luo City.
Di Wei thinks this is good, who doesn't want to be with some hot actresses.
Among the elite personnel dispatched from the headquarters, several others died at the hands of S-class infected people from the Countermeasures Bureau. One of them seriously injured an S-class infected person. Since the body could not be found, a funeral could not be held. Only Randy
There are still a few corpses to be found, and he has almost completed his erasure catalog 100%, including two quasi-S-infected people, which is much better than the others.
Di Wei believed that it was necessary to hold a funeral for this hero.
As the priest finished his speech, Di Bo dismissed him, squatted down, took out a few bundles of banknotes from the suitcase, lit them with a lighter and gave them to Randy.
All the subordinates were speechless, but it was hard to say anything. Although Alliance Savings Bank printed quickly, it was not the way to go.
"I don't worry about burning other things. This thing should be easy to use over there."
"Don't worry, I will find the person who killed you and avenge you, an old-fashioned gang vendetta."
"I'll find some more tough guys."
"The toughest hunk, chop that guy into pieces and feed it to the dogs."
"I'll come see you again."
Di Zhu poured a bottle of brandy on the flames, and the fire became a little fiercer, burning all the banknotes.
"It's all gone."
Ash looked at his watch and raised his hand to all the SCT members.
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after one day.
The other side of Los Angeles.
St. George District.
Eugene drove the pickup truck into the underground garage and arrived at a tavern next to the Los Angeles Police Department. Perhaps because of its convenience, Gray chose this meeting place every time because she had something important to say.
She understood that there was only one possibility for Gray to meet up, and that was to be promoted again.
This upgrade is too fast.
Eugene couldn't believe what happened in the past few days. Perhaps the traitors inside were discovered and a general purge was carried out. Not only did the database on the communication terminal start to be updated, but there was also a lot of information about the agents.
But only the name, patrol location, contact information, and evaluation level are indicated.
As the personnel of Section 11 of the Countermeasures Bureau expands and the organization becomes larger and larger, the general strategy will be changed. At that time, designated people will be patrolling, and then all agents with combat capabilities will be on standby in the city at any time, and will go to different places.
The location is assigned corresponding combat power, but this is confidential content.
These are easy to say, but the most outrageous thing is.
Colin's information in the database shows that the judgment level column clearly says, A level.
This is outrageous enough, because the information about S-class infected people is extremely confidential, but Colin's ranking is among the top ones. It's not that the Countermeasures Bureau is going to do any rankings, it's just that this means that Colin may
He is a quasi-S-level infected person.
When Eugene arrived at the tavern, he found that he was the second to arrive.
And the first person to come.
It turned out to be Gray.
The atmosphere suddenly became extremely serious. Sitting next to such a woman, the temperature around you felt like it would drop a bit.
"Do you trust Colin?"
When Eugene sat down, Gray asked this as his first sentence.
This immediately confused Eugene. Indeed, he had not seen Colin at all in the past few days, and he did not reply to messages and phone calls at all. It was as if he had disappeared from the world. When he looked at the terminal again, he was already accurate.
He was infected. He had felt something was wrong and mentally disturbed for more than a month. Now something big must have happened.
"I trust him, without a doubt."
Eugene replied that there is no doubt about this, at least that time on the stock exchange. In fact, Colin had no reason to fight so hard. It was just some of his acquaintances who were not close friends, but he still did it.
, based on a certain sense of responsibility.
"Looking at you, you don't know the news about him yet."
"SCT offered a bounty of 8 million on his head because he killed an almost S-level infected person and was quite famous in the underground world. If you call that person a devil, the devil will lower his head in shame. It's that kind of character.
Colin killed him."
Gray's tone was extremely calm, but there were some things she hadn't said yet. Colin was suspected of defecting, so he reviewed some information.
Eugene was dumbfounded and slept for a few days. Was Colin already able to stir up trouble in the city? He had long felt that something was wrong with him and was hiding many things. The time he had spent with him so far was all handled by him alone.
Only then did Eugene realize that it was not him who arrived first, but Gray who deliberately delayed the time to negotiate with him first.
After asking many questions and finding no doubts, Gray was still uneasy.
While waiting anxiously.
Colin opened the door of the pub and walked in. He walked to the seats next to Gray and Eugene, but did not sit down. He just stood there calmly.
Before Gray could speak.
"I request to be turned into a non-staff member now. If you want me to do things, you have to offer me a corresponding price. You must know that your so-called locator no longer works, and even S-class infected people may not be able to sniper now.
I, do you understand, Gray?"
Colin said calmly.
"According to military law, you are currently serving. If you leave your post without permission, you will be regarded as a deserter and will be brought to court-martial."
Gray explained the rules with an expressionless face.
And Colin didn't want to play some word games at all.
"My law...is the law."
Colin said.
The originally noisy tavern suddenly became quiet, and even the waiters and shopkeepers looked over and stared blankly at this side.
In an instant, the elegant bird is silent, but the drop of a needle can be heard.
This tall man with a scar on his eye connected to the corner of his mouth exuded an extremely terrifying aura. When he glanced over, no one dared to look at him and they all lowered their eyes.
Eugene's jaw almost dropped to the floor, what the hell is this Colin? I believe you even if you say it's the top cadre of SCT.
"You need to calm down now, Agent Colin."
"Originally, I came here to inform you about my promotion to elite agent, but I thought I had to postpone it."
"By now, you should have understood what kind of organization SCT is. I have said it a long time ago. When the nest is overturned, the eggs will never be finished."
"You have just experienced a war. Take a week's rest. After seven days, let your law tell you what to do."
After saying that, Gray stood up and passed by Colin without fear when faced with such a terrifying aura.
"I betrayed you, Gray."
Colin said calmly, preparing to anger her and have a complete showdown.
"I know, but you haven't conveyed the news yet, right? That woman named Hoshino Manatsu is completely under my control."
Gray left without looking back.
Colin was speechless.
At least on a moral level, she was able to win back the victory this time.
"etc."
Colin stopped Gray.
"Do you still have any questions?"
Gray remained calm.
"Is all this worth what you do?"
Colin asked.
"what are you saying?"
Gray was puzzled.
Colin then realized that Gray did not remember those things.
That day, after I came back, I saw that scene. This woman was obviously just an ordinary person. She was so cold-blooded that she could tear off her own arms, and even her legs were removed without making a single cry. She faced Randy like that
It's hard to imagine that a scary guy can still maintain his will to fight. Judging from her appearance alone, she is less than thirty years old.
The other women...are still watching the prime-time dating show at 8 o'clock every night.
Colin had to change his words.
"If one day your faith completely collapses, will you regret everything you have done?"
Colin still couldn't have any good impressions of this woman, but... she had to be admired.
"Don't mention anything that has nothing to do with work."
"You still have to go to the weekly psychological consultation."
After speaking, Gray left the tavern directly.
Colin frowned and finally murmured.
"All hope and happiness cannot escape the fate of disillusionment sooner or later."
"In the end, they will all be put into the forgotten basket."
"Give back eternity."
So he said.
"You've turned into the fucking Riddler, haven't you?"
Eugene finally had a chance to complain.
"I just... learned to look at the world dialectically."
Colin motioned to the bartender and ordered a bottle of tequila.
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"This watch doesn't look cheap. Considering some accidents during the mailing process, do you want to buy an insurance policy?"
"No."
"The address is No. 101, Bay Villas, Liberty City, right."
Chapter completed!