Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

The explosion in an apartment building next to the second ring of Jinling shocked Pan Asia and scared Liu Zhengxing, who was hiding behind the scenes and waiting for the "good news."

Even for reasons of privacy protection, the identity of the apartment tenant was not disclosed in the news, but through the clues in the news and other people's reactions, he determined who the assassin was.

Because in the hour after he saw the news, he received at least three calls related to the matter.

One was from the Office of the Chairman of the Pan-Asian Cooperation Council, and the other was the Public Security Department of the Yangtze River Delta City Group. The last ... and the one that made him the most frightened and angry was from the Pan-Asian Cooperation Security Bureau. .

The other party didn't say too much. On the phone call less than two minutes, he simply indicated that he had major suspicions and issued a notice to restrict his departure. He hoped that he would cooperate with Yunyun during the investigation.

It is not a pleasant thing to be targeted by such regional alliance-level intelligence organizations, especially as a plotter of terrorist attacks, or even the principal.

At this moment, Liu Zhengxing could not describe his anger and panic in a few words.

It was enough to make him feel anxious enough that someone who might have shaken his position on the board of directors of East Asia Electric Power got out of the coffin. Now his stupid "allies" have even made such an assassination. thing!

Don't you know the weight of these idiots? !!

If he could, he could have shot the unknown assassin in a single shot!

"Did you do that explosion ?!"

Holographic conference room.

Sitting at the conference table, Liu Zhengxing's eyes were flushed, and his blue forehead exploded. I saw him staring at the man across the conference table at this moment, trying to see something from the face without facial features.

In fact, there was a little luck in his mind at the moment.

He wanted to hear that person deny.

In this way, he probably has a few in his mind. After all, besides him, there are at least three suspects on the board. And that nasty Morinagamoto is one of them.

However, just when he was so expecting, the faceless man sitting across the conference table made his mood despairing in a word.

"That's right."

"What is it ?!" With his hands resting on the table, Liu Zhengxing spit and stared angrily. "I just asked you to help me investigate his information. How can you do this extra thing without permission! All the pigs knew that the attack on Teme had something to do with me! So far I have received at least three calls, and every one of them is terrible! "

He swears that he has never considered the option of sending a killer to solve the trouble of land boat, even if this seemingly once and for all option is really attractive.

At that time, he just wanted to commission the faceless person sitting opposite to investigate the relationship between Lu Zhou in this era through their foundation, and use this to find out his weaknesses or places where he could cooperate well.

However, he didn't want to fight at all. The idiot actually sent the killer directly, and still used the high-profile method of wrapping bombs.

You know this is the earth!

And it's still Pan-Asian!

Not that brutal society on Mars!

This method of breaking the rules not only pushed himself to the edge of the cliff, but also made his supporters on the board sway.

After listening to Liu Zhengxing's complaining quietly, the faceless man sitting across the conference table looked at him with expressionless expression. As if he hadn't put his anger on his heart at all, the man said slowly.

"The judgment of our foundation is that his presence may bring uncertain variables to our plan, and it is the best choice for him to lie back in the coffin."

"The best choice? Who do you think you are! Do you know what we are facing now?" Furious to the extreme, Liu Zhengxing almost laughed angrily, "The Security Bureau of Pan-Asian Cooperation has already shot! World The most powerful intelligence organization in Shanghai now suspects that you are on me, do you think you can run away? How much risk do you think I am now talking to you, and let your killer stop doing stupid things immediately! Stop now! "

His chest was violently undulating, and Liu Zhengxing stared at the faceless man in an attempt to exert pressure on him in this way. What made him troublesome, though, was that the person hadn't heard his words at all, and didn't take his warning at all.

The fist resting on the table was squeezed tightly, then slowly released again.

After struggling inside, Liu Zhengxing finally made up his mind and took a deep breath.

"That's all, I have warned you, it's your rule breaking first!"

The faceless man's jaw lifted slightly, looking at him with interest.

"Oh?"

"I will surrender and clarify all this," Liu Zhengxing stared at the man deadly, and continued, "whatever you want to do, I have nothing to do with you! I have never hired any killer and never thought about letting That man died, everything is yours! "

There was a hint of playful mockery in the voice, and the faceless man smiled softly.

"But who would believe you?"

"Do you think I haven't left myself a way back?" Liu Zhengxing smiled coldly and continued. "I have saved the video recording of the meeting and put it in a safe place."

In fact, there was a hint of luck in his heart when he said this. He hopes to force a madman to make concessions through a tough attitude. After all, from the perspective of maximizing benefits, surrendering is only a last resort, not the best choice.

However, his hopes were again lost.

The faceless man sitting at the conference table raised his chin slightly and turned his eyes towards the door.

"Sounds interesting ... Do you mean that thing?"

Hearing this sentence, Liu Zhengxing froze slightly, turned his neck stiffly, followed the direction of the faceless nose, and looked at the door of the conference room.

No doubt the door remained closed.

However, I do not know when it started, a bionic man in a cleaner's uniform was already standing there, and in his left hand was carrying a black suitcase.

When he saw the suitcase, Liu Zhengxing's pupils contracted slightly.

However, in the end, the person who had seen the strong winds and waves quickly calmed down and looked at the faceless man sitting across the conference table, said with a deep face.

"what do you want?"

There was a light laughter in that illusory image.

This laughter was heard in Liu Zhengxing's ears, somehow making him feel so harsh.

"I don't want anything, I just want to return it to you, and by the way borrow another thing from you."

Looking at the bionic person who walked beside him and placed the suitcase in front of him, Liu Zhengxing frowned, and said with some uncertainty.

"what?"

"Life."

The moment he heard the word, Liu Zhengxing froze slightly.

However, it was this stupid effort. He felt a slight tingling from his neck, then lost his consciousness, and his pupils squirmed and pulled his head down.

The nanoinjector in his hand was retracted into his arms, and the bionic person skillfully took a black pistol from his arms and put it in Liu Zhengxing's hands.

Then, holding Liu Zhengxing's right hand, he aimed his muzzle at his own temple and pushed his index finger to pull the trigger.

boom!

The fire flickered and smoke was scattered.

With that gunshot, blood and brains splashed.

The bionic cleaner cleansed his right hand, allowing the arm holding the pistol to be pulled beside the chair.

Methodically made some simple adjustments to the death scene, disguised it as a suicide event, the bionic person who did all this, cast his empty eyes on the faceless person sitting at the conference table, and faced it Bowed slightly, then formatted the holographic conference table's stored data, and turned off the conference table's power.

Watching the faceless person disappear into the blue light, the bionic cleaner also turned away from the conference room, leaving only the black suitcase and the body leaning on the chair.

When people in the group building finally discovered that their chairman had committed suicide in the conference room, it was seven hours later.

And almost at the same time as Liu Zhengxing's "guilty suicide"-or earlier yesterday night, Chester, the "blood hand" hiding in the suburbs of Jinling City, shot again towards his goal ...