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That night,

The moon is dark, the wind is high, and the temperature drops sharply.

It's not a sunny day tonight.

However, this kind of weather also has its own things.

--kill.

Arno sorted out his clothes, put on the original robe, and wrapped himself tightly in it.

What was vaguely revealed was that the dense white bones glowed with a cold sheen.

Yes, Arno switched back to the player panel.

His strength is not as good as Solwood's, but killing someone is not just about crushing him with hard power.

In this world, in addition to hard power like magic, there are also foreign objects like guns.

This time, he specially got a cannon from the Correcter, and he only needed to pull the trigger at Solwood's home.

The fierce flames would consume him effortlessly and leave no trace behind.

Even if it exposes itself, the empire will only get information about an unknown undead.

"Then, let's go."

After drinking the already cold coffee, Arno knocked on his skull, and his heart surged when he heard the sound of the collision.

He sat astride the window and was about to jump down.

This was to avoid Tina, who would certainly not allow Arno to do such a thing.

In fact, Arno was given a good scolding about going to the Corrector.

Rather than the yelling and scolding, it was Tina's sad look that made Arno feel a little uncomfortable.

However, Tina didn't notice this.

But something unexpected interrupted Arnold's actions.

【Ding. 】

[Mission Completed: Jealousy will burn people to death. 】

[Completion reward: The series of tasks has been distributed, please check later. 】

"what happened?"

Arno was stunned. He hadn't even taken action yet. How could the mission be completed?

"Hey, is there a bug? You won't block my account later, right?"

Of course, no one responded to Arno's words.

He had no choice but to sit on the sofa again, falling into deep confusion.

——

the other side,

No lights were turned on, leaving only a dark room.

Reddish-brown blood flowed erratically on the floor; the old big-head TV made a creaking sound and could not receive the signal.

Flies were flying around the closed window, trying to get into the room to feast.

A corpse had a puzzled look on its face, and its limbs were twisted on the ground. Several nails were set all over his hands and feet, fixing him tightly.

"Clean up."

"Leave no trace or raise suspicion on Arno."

Alicia wiped her hands, wiped off the last bit of blood on her fingers, and said calmly.

She didn't do anything, and she didn't have much force value. She only nailed Solwood to this one, which she did with her own hands.

Behind her, stood several people with their faces covered. They were full of energy and plump figures. After hearing Alicia's order, they immediately took action resolutely.

It didn't take long for the whole room to look brand new immediately. All the blood stains, footprints and fingerprints were cleaned away, not even a hair was left.

Only Thorwood's body lay untouched on the ground.

"Madam, are we going to..."

A masked man hesitated to say something.

"Don't worry about it. Get rid of all the traces on his body that belong to us, and let him lie here like this."

"This is the most suitable ending for a man like him."

Alicia said without hesitation.

"Also, let me express my gratitude to the people at the reporting center."

"Tell them that regarding the merger with the intelligence department system, we will definitely contribute if we can."

With that said, Alicia threw the blood-stained silk scarf in her hand into the hands of another masked man, and turned around and left without stopping.

Downstairs, her driver was waiting.

"Boss, what should we do?"

"What else can you do? Just do it! Unless you don't want to live anymore."

After the masked man finished speaking, he started to get busy again.

Gradually, the night gets deeper,

Darkness swallows up the heaven and earth, driving out the light,

The old street lights on the roadside made a "crackling" sound and suddenly went out.

The whole world fell into silence,

There were only a few wild dogs and drunkards, and the faint sound of turning over the trash cans from time to time.

This situation lasted until a flash of fish belly white appeared on the horizon.

The nanny pushed open the door to Solwood's house, and then let out a piercing scream that didn't fit her overly plump body.

"——Ahhhhhhhh!! Killing!!!"

——

"Eh?"

Arno stirred the coffee cup and picked up the newspaper. Only then did he understand why the task was inexplicably completed.

Once the crisis is resolved and the source of the crisis is gone, the crisis will naturally be resolved.

[Mysterious death, the death of Solwood Shinamara Delong. 】

The newspaper also thoughtfully included a photo of him being nailed to the ground, allowing people to see just how bizarre this was.

Even Arno couldn't help but marvel when he saw his miserable condition.

However, a question flashed through his mind.

"Thorwood, who killed him?"

The newspaper didn't even mention it, and I don't know whether it was because there were no clues or because there was no intention to mention it at all.

"Forget it, as long as the task is completed, it's OK."

Arno put down the newspaper and stretched lazily.

"Look at your lazy look. Don't be like this next time when outsiders are around."

Tina wiped her mouth and stood up.

Her slim curves were clearly visible.

"Yes, I understand."

Arno waved his hand casually.

"You, I don't know whether you really listened or pretended to listen."

Tina poked Arno on the forehead, and then said, "I'm going out first. Don't go to that customary place again."

"understood."

"Bull, keep an eye on him and don't let him go to that place."

Tina didn't look at Arno, but instead gave instructions to the middle-aged gentleman who sent Arno to the corrector last time and went out.

"My mother really loves to worry. I'm already so old."

Arno shrugged.

"Madam is also worried about you, afraid that you might get something dirty."

The middle-aged gentleman named Bull smiled bitterly and said.

"Do I look like such an ignorant person?"

Arno stood up, wiped his mouth, and walked directly out the door.

"Come on, Bull, let's go to the old place!"

The old place he mentioned was naturally the custom shop where the Corrector was located.

Bull was dumbfounded now.

"What are you still doing? Let's go."

Arno ignored Bull's thoughts and kept urging.

According to Evie's words, today the empire will come to appoint the leader of the Corrector.

He must have experienced this kind of scene.

If the scene is beyond his control and arrangement, then he has to be responsible for correcting the plot to what it should be.

【Ding. 】

[A series of tasks has been started. 】

[Tip: This task cannot be shared with the player panel and can only be completed by NPCs. 】

[The rewards for completing this mission are not interoperable with the player panel experience, skills, etc., please note. 】