Chapter 91 The second SS-level killer

About half an hour later, a silver-collar police officer and seven or eight black-collar police officers arrived at the scene of the crime.

This silver-collar patrol officer was about twenty-seven or twenty-seven years old, male. He was dressed in a black silver-collar patrol uniform. He was very heroic. When he came to the scene of the crime, he first walked to the body and squatted down, squinted his eyes to examine it carefully for a moment, and then

He stood up and gave orders to the seven or eight black-collar patrol officers behind him.

"Lao Zhang! We will take photos on the spot!"

"Old Wang! Wait, you start the autopsy! Xiao Sun, you are responsible for recording the autopsy process, Mina! You go and record a statement with the reporter, while others survey the scene and surroundings, don't miss any clues!"

The silver-collared policeman gave orders one after another with a stern look on his face, and the black-collared policemen who followed him took orders one after another and started working.

He himself walked to the edge of the rooftop, put his hands behind his waist, and looked coldly at the Yingdu Shengshi Inn building opposite.

He is young and can be promoted from a group of black-collar police officers to a silver-collar police officer. He is naturally capable.

Just after looking at the wound between the eyebrows of the corpse and the shape of the sniper rifle lying on the ground, he made a preliminary judgment in his mind that the murderer... was probably the person in the inn building opposite.

At this time, he was standing on the edge of the rooftop, observing the building opposite with a cold eye, trying to determine where in the building he could shoot the deceased at that location.

If he just stops like this, all his investment in the past few years will probably be in vain.

Therefore, she was not wearing a patrol uniform today. She was wearing a set of split white pajamas made of silk.

These words made Huang Jinwen feel a little relieved.

After this message was sent, customer service sent two more photos of the assassination scene.

Lao Wang, who was in charge of the autopsy, quickly came behind him and reported in a low voice: "Sir Luo, there is a silver-plated cross necklace around the neck of the deceased. He should be a killer of the God Association. The fatal injuries were the two bullets between his eyebrows. Those two

The bullet almost hit the same position, making his wound form a figure-8 shape, but it was a bit strange..."

At first, when he sat in front of the makeup mirror and let the makeup artist do his thing, he felt quite relaxed and didn't feel that tonight's night scene was too difficult for him.

It was getting late, but Li Zhongwu still didn't get off work, because starting from today, he would start shooting night scenes.

He was full of unwillingness.

But for tonight's scene, according to the plot requirements of the script, he had to hide his identity, so he had to make a lot of changes in his appearance.

Luo Tianling, who had just entered the door, heard such an emotional analysis, and the smile on his face suddenly became a little unnatural, and he subconsciously crossed his legs.

But she didn't think about it in any other direction.

SS level? SSS level?

Thinking of the high rewards for these two levels of killers, Huang Jinwen's expression became uncertain and hesitant.

In the living room.

The order showed that his advance payment was 1 million.

"Boom!"

Luo Tianling frowned again, and his cold eyes subconsciously looked at the sniper rifle next to the corpse not far away.

——Assassination of Li Zhongwu——Progress——Assassination failed.

Luo Tianling frowned slightly, then relaxed it, and sneered: "You mean - the murderer and the deceased used the same kind of gun? The murderer is probably also a master of the God Society? Is this an internal strife between the masters of the God Society?"

It is also one of the top ten universities in the Great Yan Dynasty.

A male instructor sitting next to her answered: "I know this. In ancient times, men who entered the palace to serve the emperor, queen, and concubines had to purify themselves first! Purification means cutting off the roots of troubles! So, male guest

Just be glad that you are in our era! If your behavior was like this in ancient times, would you want a divorce? OK! Clean yourself first and then divorce!"

Then she asked: "Do you know what 'purification' meant in ancient times?"

He quickly sent a message to customer service asking: "My order failed to assassinate? What happened? Did you really send an S-class assassin?"

A lot of money was also spent.

Before the male guest could answer the question, the beautiful emotional guru asked and answered her own question: "Purify yourself and leave the house!"

In the past few years, he has put so much thought and energy into pursuing Fang Xingtong.

After seeing these two photos, especially the second photo, Huang Jinwen's face suddenly turned pale.

The computer started up quickly.

Dai Qianyu, who was sitting on the sofa, praised softly: "I didn't expect the singing Bai Wanting to be so knowledgeable and have such in-depth research on ancient marriage laws."

Another photo shows the gunman dead on the rooftop of a building.

Dai Qianyu, who was eating slowly, heard this and said casually: "Before this S-class killer died, his gun was snatched away? This is a bit of a coward's death! It's strange, I can't say, maybe he met a master."

Dai Qianyu glanced at him unexpectedly, her brows furrowed slightly, and doubt appeared in her eyes.

This is only an advance deposit.

A thought flashed through his mind - maybe the murderer wasn't from that building?

…

When he walked in, he had a warm smile on his face.

Lao Wang lowered his head slightly, not daring to meet Luo Tianling's stern eyes, and replied in a low voice: "The number on the cross is No. 68."

Then it hurts.

…

What is being broadcast on TV is an emotional program.

Huang Jinwen is a senior lecturer here.

He casually opened a button on his collar to make his neck more comfortable. He picked up the tea cup, blew on the tea leaves floating on the tea soup, and took a sip of tea. He felt more relaxed.

…

The moment the order was successfully placed, his whole body relaxed instantly, as if he had lost all strength. He slumped down on the computer chair, looking at the new order on the computer in front of him, and the smile on his face became a little complicated.

Because after this order, there won't be much money in his bank card.

Luo Tianling was carrying a thermos bucket containing food and when passing by the TV, he casually glanced at the picture on the TV.

It is really difficult to make money based on talent and salary.

Over the years, he relied on his talent to write some songs and sell the copyrights, plus his salary as a lecturer, to make some money.

I happened to hear a beautiful emotional mentor wearing gold-rimmed glasses on TV seriously saying to the male guest: "I tell you, you have really caught up with the good times! Do you know that a married woman like you

If cheating led to the breakdown of marriage, how would you have been punished in ancient times?"

That evening, after get off work, he returned to the residence assigned to him by the school. He first made a cup of tea, and then walked into the study room with a relaxed smile in his hand.

If the assassination was successful and he spent more money, it didn't matter to him. As long as he could eliminate his competitors and as long as he could successfully marry Fang Xingtong in the future, then his current efforts would naturally be worth it.

Thinking that he had hired an assassin to assassinate Li Zhongwu once, and had already formed a deadly feud with Li Zhongwu, and besides...

When Luo Tianling heard this, his pupils shrank slightly, "Are you sure?"

With his talent, the money he can earn is limited.

After Huang Jinwen sat down, he pressed the computer start button.

——So Li Zhongwu can counter-kill the S-class killer of the God Society, then if he knew that he was the killer hired by me, would I still be alive?

A layer of cold sweat quickly broke out on his forehead, and he quickly sent a message to customer service.

Everyone is the best of the best.

The first night scene he will perform tonight is to assassinate the first heir to the Song family - the eldest son of the Song family in a villa.

"Come in!"

This Tianfu Academy occupies a large area and attracts art students from all over the country. It is a holy place in the minds of all art students.

A thoughtful look appeared in Luo Tianling's eyes. He was thinking - if those two bullets were really from the gun next to the deceased... then, who was the murderer of the deceased?

Dai Qianyu's voice came from the room.

Luo Tianling looked back, his eyes still cold, "God's killer? What's the number?"

When Huang Jinwen saw the bright red words "Assassination failed" behind his order, the expression on Huang Jinwen's face suddenly froze.

Therefore, it is necessary to accept the makeup changes made by the makeup artist.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously looked at the Yingdu Shengshi Inn building opposite.

Reason told him - it was time to stop the loss immediately and not place any more orders. SS-level and SSS-level killers were too expensive and not cost-effective.

Luo Tianling smiled, "That's right! The murderer was quite cunning. After killing this man, he not only wiped off the fingerprints on the gun, but also left the fingerprints of the deceased. There were only the fingerprints of the deceased on the whole gun.

, I don’t know what this murderer is thinking, can’t he just wipe his fingerprints clean? Don’t you think so? Why go to the trouble of leaving the fingerprints of the deceased?”

About twenty minutes later.

I couldn't help but blinked and said to myself: "Impossible! I spent so much money to hire an S-class killer to take action. How could it fail? How could it be possible?"

He couldn't believe his eyes.

Luo Tianling's stern expression instantly softened a lot. He raised his hand to take off the hat on his head, put it under his arm, and then pushed the door open and went in.
To be continued...