The closed room is quite large, without any extra decorations. There are only a few welded iron tables. In addition, there are many iron cabinet doors placed in rows up and down on the wall facing the door.
To countless.
On the ceiling, there are several rows of fluorescent tubes, which are dazzlingly white, but they cannot bring any light or warmth, because this is underground, a hospital morgue.
However, the two young men in black suits who were standing at the table at this time did not look like hospital staff. This could be seen from the white coats that had been knocked unconscious under the plastic curtain at the door.
come out.
On the iron table, or should it be called the operating table, there is a white and fat body. Naturally, the upper and lower clothes have been removed long ago, which makes it look even fatter. It almost fills the entire table, as if the head has been packed and ready to go in.
The pig in the oven. If there is such a big stove... it will still be difficult to arouse any appetite...
One person fiddled with the corpse, and the other took notes nearby. The division of labor was clear.
"There is no trauma to the head, no trauma to the trunk and limbs, and there are slight scratches on the surface of the knee... It should be caused by the medical staff moving it. It is understandable that he is too fat... The fatal injury is on the neck, which is completely broken, and the bones inside
It’s also...the method should be judged like this..."
He walked over the body, put his hands with white gloves on both sides of the head, and made a twisting gesture, "Click, it's broken like that. What a lucky guy, he almost didn't feel any pain...a very professional technique."
, I think it’s quite powerful..."
"Nonsense!" The companion who was taking the note pouted speechlessly and pointed at the short, thick neck covered with layers of fat. "It takes two hundred...three hundred pounds of force to break it, right?"
"It's almost three hundred. You're not an ordinary person. You're in trouble."
"Ha, we are never afraid of trouble, we only create trouble!"
As soon as they finished speaking, the two of them looked at each other and turned to look at the door. In the quiet and cold atmosphere, there seemed to be a sound coming from the dark corridor outside the door. It seemed to have a melody, vaguely like a pop song, but
Didn't you hear the word, whistle? Not long after, the visitor must have been approaching. In addition to the clear whistle, you could also hear the patter of footsteps, echoing leisurely, without any cover.
The two of them reached into their arms at the same time, but did not act rashly. I have to say that the current situation is a bit strange and a bit confusing.
The whistle ended just at the door, and a figure was reflected on the plastic curtain, which opened with a bang. It was a young man dressed casually in a white shirt and slacks. What made people feel a little out of place was probably the flip-flops under his feet.
No wonder the footsteps from before were clattering.
"Senior Feng Mo!" The two men in black suits bowed at the same time, bending at 90 degrees, showing respect and even a little fear.
Senior, this is a very interesting title. Obviously, in addition to knowing each other, the young man later had a special relationship with these two people in a certain industry.
The young man nodded casually as a greeting, and glanced at the operating table with a slightly evil look: "Is this the unlucky guy who was killed in the pinball shop? What is his name..."
"Yusuke Inoue, Fuma-senpai, he is a manager trained by the organization." He hesitated for a moment and said, "I don't know what Fuma-senpai is here for..."
Don't blame the man in suit for asking too much. It can be seen from their expressions, attitudes and words that the young man who came later was far above them and should be a big shot. But now the person who died here is just an ordinary agent. What do you think?
It doesn't look like it can alarm this person...
"Oh, by the way." As he said that, the young man walked to the operating table. After looking at it for a while, his eyes paused on the neck of the corpse and said casually, "Recently, there are new trainees in the organization.
A group of rookies came out and were sent to perform missions in other places. Now they have lost contact. They must have been killed. There was a rookie manager among them who was this unlucky guy. I heard that he was also killed, so I came over to take a look.
...Hmm, did you find out anything?"
"Apologies. So far, nothing has been found. I only know that he was killed by breaking his neck. The technique was clean and neat. At that time, the surveillance system in the pachinko shop was also broken because of a power outage... It is suspected that it was done by someone in the same industry.
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"It's interesting. Have you checked this unfortunate guy's financial situation?"
"Well, not yet, senior, you are suspicious..."
"Go check it out, trust me. Men usually only make mistakes in two things, one is money, and the other is women..." He glanced at the pile on the operating table, pondered for a moment, and simply shook his head, "
Check your money, you are so fat that you don’t deserve love!”
"OK."
"In addition, check the city's airport, train passenger and hotel check-in information. Those who came from Thailand in the past two days..." He leaned over and took a deep breath behind the neck of the corpse, as if nervously.
, a mysterious smile appeared on the young man's face, "I can feel that he has not gone far, he is still in the country... Haha, interesting guy, he is very brave, he came here to kill people..."
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"It's a bit troublesome."
In Osaka, it was still at the window of the hotel room. Tang Chao looked at the information on the screen and frowned slightly.
The content of the information is the third mission of this trip, and it is also the highest assassination bounty, nearly 300,000 US dollars. The assassination target is named Monobe Heisei, and the presidents, shareholders, and industries of several large local companies are also
He is in a formal industry, and on the surface he seems to be a standard successful person.
Of course, only on the surface.
Monobe, this is an ancient surname with a long history in the island country. When Tang Dynasty first saw this surname, he felt that it looked familiar. He must have heard of it in his previous life. Looking at the information further, sure enough... the information is not complete, but it is definitely
This last name corresponds to some things in my memory, and everything falls into place.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! It can be regarded as half a peer.
The Mononobe family is not a pure killer organization, but a secretive family. The scale of power is not the top among the various families in the island country, but it is by no means mediocre. Its predecessor has some connections with several major birthplaces of ninjas. In addition to normal operations, its business scope
He is involved in assassinations, stealing business secrets, funding candidates at all levels to enter politics and influencing regional policies, etc. He is a half-white and half-black invisible force that does not appear in front of others but continues to exude influence.
The target of the assassination, Monobe Heisei, was the younger brother of the current head of the Monobe family, and he was also an extremely important mountain boss in the family.
Of course, this is not the trouble that Tang Chao said. This is what killers are like. Once the mission target is determined, there will be no superfluous things like status in the eyes, only living and dead. It is a very simple logic, but it really doesn’t feel like it.
Be sure, just don't accept it, and no one will force it.
The trouble mentioned by Tang Chao is the supplementary content at the bottom of the information - at the strong request of the employer, if you want to take on this task, you must get his or her approval in person, and the employer must personally kill the target. If this condition is not met, the task will be considered incomplete.
Completed without any bounty...
In his previous life, he had been involved in this industry for more than ten years. Tang Chao had seen all kinds of strange employers with strange ideas, and had also heard of all kinds of strange mission requirements. But I have to say that this was the first time he had seen this one.
What a hatred! This is!
If it’s understandable to kill an enemy personally, then what’s the point of getting approval in person?
Anyone who buys a murderer does not always hide it deeply, fearing that unnecessary people will find out.
This employer, on the other hand, did the opposite. Not only did he not avoid it, but he also insisted on meeting the killer. Wasn't he afraid that the killer would directly take advantage of the money? Or should he simply confess her after being caught?
Yes, it's her. There is no photo of the employer in the profile, but there is a name, Yanai Emiko, and you can tell her gender at a glance.
Well, that’s not important, what’s important is that this is extremely unreasonable!
When something goes wrong, that's where trouble begins.
Tang Chao is very experienced in this, but he has no other choice now. Time is too tight. Tangdou's operation cannot make any mistakes. He must get this bounty, and he has to do it as soon as possible. He really doesn't have time to wait.
Next normal task.
There is no unnecessary hesitation, the task is accepted!
He touched his chin. It was just a meeting. There was no reason why he couldn't get a woman if he was so good-looking now...