Death Inquisitor

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The red blood was smeared into a piece, making it look extremely hideous and terrifying.

"Da, generous, blood! There is..." Zhao Xi panicked, stammered and looked to the side.

But he found that Da Fang, who was supposed to be standing next to him, disappeared at some point.

As if he thought of something, he quickly lowered his head and looked at the bridge, and his body shook violently!

Generous, to die for!

The chubby corpse fell to the ground, half of its head exploded! There is no doubt that all the blood on his face came from Dafang's exploded head!

Zhao Xi was stunned, and all kinds of thoughts flashed through him for a moment.

Monsters, ghosts? No! It's a sniper!

A flash of inspiration flashed through his mind, and he thought of something he had seen online when he was bored.

Legend has it that after being hit by a sniper rifle, your head will explode!

"Someone wants to kill us!" A chill shot up from Zhao Xi's body. His eyes widened, his breathing was heavy, and his face was filled with fear.

Before he could react, he felt a pain in the back of his head, and then his eyes suddenly darkened, and he didn't know anything anymore.

On a hill in the distance, a middle-aged man with an indifferent expression neatly put away his sniper rifle and put it into a suitcase.

Then he took out a mobile phone and made a call.

"Is it done?"

"Well, both of them are dead. But they threw the things into the Xijiang River and can't find them back." The middle-aged man said calmly, his eyes as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

"Thrown it into the Xijiang River?" The voice on the other side was a little angry. After being silent for a while, he said a little tiredly: "Forget it, just throw it away, as long as the person is dead. Go back quickly, and then leave the country immediately. I have arranged everything. When you leave the country, come to my place to protect me. I will send someone to take over your job at home."

"I understand, boss." The middle-aged man responded and walked all the way down the hill.

Then he got into an ordinary Santana parked at the foot of the mountain and drove away.

In the dark night, no one knew about this sinful scene.

Until the next morning, a truck passing by the Xijiang Bridge passed by.

In the distance, through the thin morning fog, I saw the white van parked by the guardrail on the bridge.

The driver didn't pay much attention at first. He was parking someone else's car. Maybe he had a need to urinate in the middle of the road and wanted to solve it on the spot. Truck drivers like him who travel long distances have the best say in this regard.

But as the car approached, the truck driver slowly realized something was wrong.

Why are there two people lying on the ground?

Take a closer look, damn, isn’t that blood! So brutal, half of his head exploded! Is this the legendary headshot?

The driver's face instantly turned extremely pale, his body couldn't help but tremble, and he almost hit the car against the guardrail.

No matter how slow his reaction was, he would now know that he was involved in something huge.

Ordinary people can't do such a cruel technique.

After driving the car a certain distance, the truck driver stopped the car and took out his mobile phone from his pocket tremblingly.

"Hey, police? I, I want to call the police! I saw the body, it was so miserable, my head exploded! Ah? Do you know the location, Xijiang Bridge? I'm at Xijiang Bridge!"

So some citizens who got up early to go to work found police cars roaring past them early in the morning.

Those traveling on the same road secretly prayed that the person passing by must not be a traffic policeman. If there was a car accident ahead, it would be troublesome to be stuck in traffic for more than half an hour.

Not long after, a TV interview vehicle also passed by this road. The direction was strikingly consistent with the police car that passed by before.

By the time the TV crew arrived, the police had already cordoned off the bridge site. And investigating and collecting evidence.

Words such as "sniper" and "headshot" can be vaguely heard coming from the mouths of the police at the scene.

Reporters and cameramen quickly got busy, and time passed by.

Just as the police were preparing to close the team and resume traffic on the bridge, the TV reporter was also planning to rush back to the station to make the news better than reporting it at noon.

The cameraman had a little problem.

He stumbled on the edge of the guardrail, and the camera in his hand flew out, falling straight into the Xijiang River with an exclamation.

After a splash, the camera fell into the river and quickly sank, causing a series of tiny bubbles to pop up.

"Oops! What are you doing, Xiao Wang? How can you broadcast the news at noon now!" the reporter said anxiously.

The cameraman Xiao Wang looked timid: "I'm sorry, Sister Chen, I, I didn't mean it..."

However, the anxious female reporter did not see the flash of struggle on the face of cameraman Xiao Wang.

Just last night, a mysterious call came into his cell phone.

The other party said something to him in a nonchalant manner.

"You are the little king of Z City TV station. Remember, when you go to the Xijiang Bridge tomorrow, you will finish shooting the things there. Just pretend to be an accident and let the camera fall into the Xijiang River. As long as you do what I say, you will You can get one million. If you don’t do what I say...hehe, you will understand the situation when you go there tomorrow.”

At that time, he thought he was suffering from a mental illness.

But after receiving an order from his superiors in the morning to go on a mission in Xijiang, he realized that things were not as simple as he thought.

When he saw the two corpses at the scene, a chill came over him. He finally understood what the vague threat on the phone last night meant!

If you do it well, you can get one million, but if you don't do it well, the end will be exactly the same as the corpse at the scene!

Under the temptation of money and the threat of death, Xiao Wang quickly made a choice.

However, he didn't know that in the distance, the middle-aged man sniped Zhao Xi and the others on the hill last night. There will be another man observing everything on the bridge with a telescope. Especially his actions.

After seeing him throw the camera into the Xijiang River, a smile suddenly appeared on the man's face.

He took out his mobile phone and dialed a mysterious number while walking towards the foot of the mountain. ..

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