The man behind the scenes: My entry is so evil that it's crazy

Finally, when he typed the last word and pressed the Enter key, the evaluation template on the page disappeared instantly, and the scales in the center of the screen appeared again.

One end of the scale - the side with the little man's body, began to sink slowly, as if it was suffocated by an invisible force.

At the other end, a golden light suddenly appeared, and a golden number jumped out from the shadows, suspended in the air, flashing a dazzling light.

Then, the screen jumped again and a transfer window popped up.

The background of the window was very simple this time, similar to a bank transfer window, with the previous number displayed in the center and a blank box at the bottom for entering the transfer information.

Lou Duan entered the account information expressionlessly and confirmed the transfer.

The scarlet eyes on the screen slowly closed and finally disappeared, as if they had never appeared.

The page returned to darkness, with only a line of blood-red text slowly emerging:

“The weighing is complete, the transaction is concluded, and the goods will be processed within seven working days.”

[Joker]: Any other requests?

Lou Duan pinched his eyebrows and tapped his fingers on the keyboard, making crisp sounds.

Decide when you need to: Seven working days is too long, I hope it can be faster, and I also hope it can be unexpected.

[Joker]: District 9 is remote, and it will take time for the delivery person to arrive. Your additional request is also troublesome.

Lou Duan's eyes turned slightly cold, his fingers paused on the keyboard for a moment, and then typed the next line of words:

So, you can’t do it?

[Clown]: You need to pay more!!!

…………

The lights from the upper city were like a huge spider web, covering the lower city which had just woken up from its sleep.

In a run-down apartment building in District 9, dust was settling in the stairwell like tiny hourglasses, covering each step with a layer of gray.

On the walls, graffiti is rampant, and every stroke of color burns the eyes.

Those paintings are both wild and chaotic, with dazzling colors like a nightmare, and irregular lines and abstract patterns impacting the human visual nerves, making people involuntarily feel a slight sense of dizziness.

They seem to carry some kind of malice, inducing every viewer to subconsciously look away and avoid the disturbing tones and composition.

However, hidden deep within these colors is a perfectly camouflaged camera probe, whose cold lens is silently watching every stranger who steps into this place.

Everyone who enters here will be completely captured by cameras and infrared scans. Any abnormality can cause the walls of the corridor to collapse within half a second, emitting colorful venom and raining death.

On the top floor, the windows were wrapped in thick black curtains like a sealed coffin, not even a glimmer of light could penetrate.

Inside the house, the lights were dim and gloomy, flickering like a dying breath, and the air was filled with a sickening mixture of smells - stale tobacco, uncoagulated blood, and the sour, corrupted smell of rusted metal.

The bald man reclined on a worn sofa, the leather of which was cracked, revealing the yellowed padding inside.

In his hand, he held a cup of gray-blue "ice cream" with a sticky texture and a shape like crushed human brains.

He didn't use a spoon, but dug directly with his rough fingers, his nails digging deeply into the paste. Every time he dug out a piece, he slowly put it into his mouth, a strange sense of satisfaction appearing on his face.

When his tongue licked the ice cream left on his fingertips, his eyes were dazed, as if he was not chewing the food, but the memories flowing in the food.

The thin team member next to him was wiping a pistol with a blood-stained cloth. His eyes were empty and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Every time he finished wiping a bullet, he would mutter to himself in a hoarse and strange voice, as if he was talking to an invisible being.

In the middle of the room, a woman squatted on the floor, her posture like a beast ready to attack.

She held a sharp knife in her hand. The blade was pitch black and shone with a cold light, like the scales of a poisonous snake under the dim light.

On the floor lay a piece of twitching "raw meat", with blood oozing out from the cut, winding into a dark red trail that soaked the ground.

The woman cut into her prey carefully, each stroke of the blade being impeccably precise.

She brought the cut piece of meat close to her eyes and looked at it for a moment, then gently licked the blade with the tip of her tongue, her movements gentle and restrained.

A bespectacled technician sat at the other end of the room, buried in a pile of rubble of circuit boards and parts.

His glasses reflected the cold light of the computer screen, and the eyes behind the lenses were as focused as a mechanical device.

His fingers split into strange tentacles and moved across a circuit board of a wireless jammer, soldering, adjusting, and assembling with movements as smooth as flowing water.

He was humming a discordant melody. The melody was fragmented and there was no pattern to it, but it made people feel heavy eyelids inexplicably.

Suddenly, a new email popped up on the laptop screen with a Libra logo in the middle of the email.

The technician casually opened the email and glanced at it casually. However, when his eyes fell on the three names on the [receipt], his pupils suddenly shrank and his fingers paused on the mouse.

His expression was stunned for a moment, and then the corners of his mouth slowly opened up, revealing an indescribable expression.

"Isn't this... the idiot who negotiated with us?"

The technician seemed to have seen something interesting and couldn't help laughing:

"Captain, we have received a new mission from above."

"Why are you so happy about coming on a mission? Even animals need to take a break. Aren't you tired?" The woman's appetite for meat weakened, and she ended her meal with a single knife.

It was a deformed corpse. Its twisted head finally stopped twitching. Its strange eyes showed a light of relief, as if it was thanking this sudden end.

Its ribs were turned outward, looking hideous and tragic, and the flesh and blood in the entire chest cavity had been almost completely removed, leaving it as hollow as the remains of some kind of sacrifice.

The technician chuckled and walked quickly to the captain with his computer in hand:

"Captain, take a look at the name on the [delivery receipt], does it look familiar?"

The bald man sucked the brains on his fingers, glanced at them nonchalantly, then blinked and grinned, revealing his jagged black teeth:

"This is such a coincidence, isn't it?!"

Upon hearing this, the other team members stopped what they were doing and gathered around. Soon, the room was filled with tacit and strange laughter.

"interesting."

"This is the first time we've encountered something like this since the formation of Team 103, hahaha——"

"It's not a coincidence. Fate is watching everything..."

The bald man licked his lips, clenched his fists and clasped them against his chest, with a frenzy that made people's hearts palpitate, and added:

"This is fate!"

As soon as the words fell, the room fell silent for a moment, and everyone stood still.

The same fanatical look appeared on their faces, and almost subconsciously, they all put their fists on their chests, their eyes as hot as flames.

"Red Dragonfly, don't let me hear you complain again. Every order sent by the higher-ups is a gift from fate. Do you understand?"

The woman's face froze, she nodded heavily, and then asked:

"I see. So, how do we deal with this list?"

The bald man's expression calmed down a little. He said coldly with a mouth full of black teeth:

"Of course: to sacrifice death for fate."

The team members lowered their voices and repeated in unison:

"Dedicate your death to your destiny!"

The bald man then slowly stretched out his finger, pointed at the familiar name, and said faintly:

"Since this is a surprise gifted by fate, let's deal with it last... The last one is the most delicious!!!"