Mang Ke’s face turned pale, and his trembling fingers rested on the severed hand in the oil paper bag.
The skin is stiff and cold, but the touch gives back a feedback signal that Mang Ke is all too familiar with - this is the severed hand of his wife who has always been with him.
At this time, he found a note pressed under the severed hand.
【There is a bigger surprise on the second floor】
唰!
Munk immediately took out a well-maintained pistol from the hidden corner of the cupboard and pressed the mini alarm specially designed for the S.S.A director he carried with him.
From the weight of the pistol when he held it, he could tell that there were at least 7 bullets left. Munk gently took off his slippers, hiding his figure in the darkness while moving slowly and cautiously with the gun in his hand.
He was originally a senior intelligence agent of the S.S.A. Over the years, even though he became the director of the S.S.A and held a high position, he has not lost any of the training he should have, and he is also extremely familiar with the routines of telekinesis users.
Since there are no accidents in the darkness, you can temporarily rule out that the other party's ability is related to triggering the 'dark' condition, and then the 'sound'. Try to avoid making sounds to prevent the other party from judging your location based on the sound and launching a targeted attack.
In addition, it is best not to rely on walls. For ordinary people, walls may be a good shield and cover, but for people with telekinesis, walls are no different from paper.
The pistol and ammunition in my hand are all high-end goods made by "artisans". Even a B-level person with enhanced telekinesis ability cannot stop a bullet within 15 meters.
It is not my style to sit still and wait for death. A large number of reinforcements will arrive no later than 3 minutes after pressing the alarm. Before that, if the other party wants to play a game of cat and mouse, then you should play with him.
Step by step up the stairs, Munk reached the second floor with his pistol raised.
The master bedroom is empty.
The guest room is empty.
The little daughter’s bedroom…
Mangke was hiding in the dark outside the door, only sticking out his right hand. He was observing his little daughter's bedroom through the reflection of the mirror on his wrist watch.
Although there are no lights on in the bedroom decorated in trendy style, because the curtains are opened, the scene in the bedroom can be seen through the moonlight.
The youngest daughter Maggie, who is only 14 years old, is lying on a soft single bed and falling into a deep sleep. The moonlight shines on her slightly childlike sheets and posters of muscular celebrities on the bedside.
Also bathed in the moonlight were neatly stacked large and small gift boxes on the floor, each with a 'surprise' sticker on it.
A strange figure was sitting in front of the window. Because his back was to the moonlight, he couldn't see his face clearly. He could only barely make out that he was sitting gracefully on his little daughter's computer chair with his legs crossed and his hands crossed.
On my raised knees, the chair faced the bedroom door.
The muzzle of the black hole was quietly aimed at the black figure sitting in front of the window.
bang!
One of the three shots hit the forehead directly, and the other two shots were shot on both sides of the chest to avoid a narrow escape from cardiac ectopy.
The bullet penetrated the body without any hindrance, and then penetrated the glass window behind him.
Mangke stuck his head out to confirm that the black figure was indeed dead, and then slowly walked into the room with his pistol raised.
He needs to wake up his youngest daughter Maggie quickly and leave here immediately to join the reinforcements. As long as there are corpses, the S.S.A will always have a way to follow the clues to find out who kidnapped his wife and which country the forces behind it belong to.
But as soon as he touched his little daughter's ankle, the sleeping 14-year-old girl disappeared like a dream, and there was no one on the bed.
Bubble dummy? Is it the “false bubble” of the telekinesis ability of ‘Hummingbird’ Misis?
Mangke was horrified. He raised his pistol and pointed it at the corpse that was motionless even though his head was pierced. He tremblingly took out his cell phone and turned on the flashlight that came with it.
The person sitting on the chair is clearly his wife, Amy.
Her whole body was stiff, her tears, saliva, fear and struggle merged onto her face, finally condensing into a distorted and desperate picture. Her forehead and chest were punched out by high-powered bullets. Because her clothes were padded with cloth, Mangke couldn't recognize the person next to her pillow for a moment.
Outline.
The most bizarre thing is that his wife Amy’s right hand is intact.
Whose hands are those in the refrigerator downstairs?
Where has my little daughter Maggie gone?
Mangke took a step back, making a splat sound as if he was stepping on a pool of sticky water.
Looking down, I saw that the floor had been covered in dark liquid at some point, and the source of the liquid was those neatly stacked gift boxes.
“No…no…no…”
Mangk desperately stretched out his trembling hands toward the gift boxes, but he didn't dare to open them.
【Joyful light shines on the earth, holy angels create miracles...】
At this moment, a familiar cell phone ringtone suddenly came from the pocket of my wife Amy’s jacket. It was Amy’s cell phone!
Taking out my mobile phone, I saw that the number displayed was unknown.
——
【Good evening~ Director Munk, do you like the ‘surprise’ I gave you? 】
"Who are you?"
【Tsk, tsk, tsk, what an old-fashioned reaction. In fact, you can ask something more sophisticated, such as - 'Where is Maggie'? 】
“…where is Maggie?”
【Self-deceptive question, look down at those gift boxes. If you are lucky, you can find Miss Maggie's head when you open the first box~】
“Asshole!! Who are you! Why are you targeting my family! They are innocent! Come at me if you have anything!”
【Oh ho ho...'innocent'?】
The voice coming from the mobile phone turned playful into cold:
[Don’t you think these ways of death are familiar? Roda Jindom’s daughter and son-in-law were tortured by you in every possible way. In front of their daughter, one was quartered alive and the other was randomly shot to death, and then they were given to Roda Jindom.
A pistol with only one bullet gave him a choice between committing suicide or giving his granddaughter a happy life. Do you still remember his choice? 】
“Are you trying to avenge Rhoda Jindom? I guarantee you that you will die ten thousand more painfully than him..."
Mangke's angry roar stopped because he heard a familiar cry from his cell phone.
“You, what did you do to my son? Bastard! Let him go! Let Ike go!!” Mang Ke grabbed the phone and let out a squealing cry.
【Answer my previous question, do you still remember Rhoda Kingdom's choice at that time?】
“...He, he chose to end his granddaughter’s life and bear all this torture himself. Listen to me, you really don’t have to do this. Rhoda Kingdom is dead, and we can have a good talk..."
【What next? Tell me, tell me the final fate of Rhoda Jindom.】
"Please, please...let him go..." Mangke begged, but then he heard a miserable scream from his mobile phone, followed by the sound of an object hitting the ground. Listen.
This sound is either 'arm' or 'calf'.
【explain.】
Munk collapsed and screamed: "The bullets in that pistol are special! They are corrosive bullets made by craftsmen! Roda Kingdom watched his granddaughter slowly rotting while screaming, which was enough.
Thirty minutes! Then they burned Rodakindom to death with a flamethrower! Those were orders from above, not my hands! Please let him go! My son knows nothing! He is innocent
of!"
【Then, it's your turn to choose. Between 'burning alive' and 'rotting to death', you choose one, and the remaining one belongs to your son. Come on, choose.】
“Please don’t do this...really, you really don’t have to do this!”
Mangke prayed desperately, but there was still no sign of the expected reinforcements arriving, and there was another sound of a heavy object falling to the ground from the phone, and his son's screams echoed in his ears.
[We can play like this all night. Have you seen Mrs. Amy's hand? If I want, I can cut off Mr. Ike's flesh and let him grow back at the same time. I call this game 'Ling Chi'
.Oh, by the way, don’t wait for those reinforcements, they won’t come.】
"...You can't compete with the entire country! This is V5! This is the United States of Sahelta! You will not end well!" Munk roared like a trapped animal in a desperate situation.
【...Really? Then you can have a good experience in hell.】
The voice sounded behind Mangke. When he looked back, all he saw was the overwhelming blazing flames and a calm voice:
“Watch me in hell as I completely destroy this country.”