Ten days later.In a cold morgue, a man as tall as a hill was looking down at the console in front of him, and the white light above his head made the heat he exhaled particularly obvious in the air.The man raised his hand and loosened his tie and clenched his cane tightly, but there was no expression on his face, only a flash of loneliness in his eyes."
My son is dead.""
Yes, yes" The management of the morgue at the New York Autopsy Center looked trembling, and many people thought that the bald head was fat, but in fact, when he pinched the stainless steel console just now, he left a clear handprint on it."
Who killed him?""
I don't know!
Not me!
I mean, I'm just a security guard, not a medical examiner, and I can only tell it's a gunshot wound. ”The brawny white suit hissed off the thread, which was the thread on the shoulders and buttons, breaking free when the muscles were tense.But he still stared blankly at his dead son, the little fat man, who was beaten like a rag doll.As a boss on the road, he didn't need a security guard to explain what was going on for him, and Jin could tell that his son was shot in the back, and someone swept a 556 caliber bullet at him at a very close distance.What kind of person would do this to a child?
Your own enemies?
Obviously killed Richard with the first shot in the back of the head, but he wanted to beat him to pieces, was he trying to demonstrate to himself?
Jin He has been pressed to the edge of reason by anger, and even immediately wants to mobilize people to kill several suspects.But he suddenly calmed down, he was not stupid, not only did his current strength not support a war against so many families at the same time, but there were many strange things about this matter.He turned and looked at the other table behind him.It was a black corpse that had been washed of blood, somewhat gray, very fat, the liquefied fat had flowed out of the bullet holes, the yellow liquid had solidified on the morgue at low temperatures, a putrid smell mixed with inferior cosmetics, and the smell of drugs mixed with corpse cleanser came to the face.She was a black lady of at least sixty years of age, with flower-like scars on the skin of her legs, and it was clear that this was a common low-class prostitute on the street, or the sick kind.But the bullet holes on her body and the bullet holes on her son's body are mostly consistent, that is, at that time, his good son was lying on the body of such an ugly and smelly woman, and as a result, someone came to the bedside and condescendingly killed both of them.This doesn't make sense at all, not to mention that Kim has assigned so many bodyguards to his son, and besides, he is only eight years old this year, how can he have access to prostitutes?
This is a trap from beginning to end, children are greedy for fun, if the first taste of the forbidden fruit is even more indiscriminate, the son should take the initiative to get rid of the bodyguard and prostitute tryst, and was caught by someone.So, whoever introduced the prostitute to him is the biggest suspect, and there is a high probability that the enemy can be found along this line.The 556 caliber bullet is a military firearm, and according to the impact point, the murderer used an automatic rifle, and it is still a little difficult to get that kind of thing in New York City, and it is also a way to check along the line of arms.But that's what is going to happen, and now some people can be killed."
Bullseye.""
Here, boss."
A young man at the door, who was still wearing sunglasses in the house one night and flipped with a toothpick between his fingers, responded with a target-like concentric circle pattern tattooed on his head.Jin He took a deep breath, raised his hand to pull up the white sheet, covered the black fat woman, turned around and continued to look at the puddle of rotten meat-like Richard, and said, "Go and dispose of my son's dereliction of duty bodyguards and clean up." ”Bullseye took off his sunglasses, stuffed a toothpick into his mouth, and made an offer: "Tsk, 200,000." ”"Do it."
Jin He felt the kindness of the bullseye, and the other party was to kill one person for 100,000, but now he has to kill a whole team of bodyguards, and only charge a friendship price of 200,000.For a hired Assassin, this was the best thing to do.Each industry has its own rules, and although Kim has a long-term employment contract with Bullseye, this person is not his subordinate.Mercenaries work only for money.It's a pity that the current Kim didn't have the heart to thank the bullseye, but just squeezed the order out of his teeth.Bullseye flirtatiously raised two fingers in salute, turned and walked out of the morgue, leaving only Kim and the security guards, silent through a pile of rotten meat.Kim was thinking, and the security guard looked too scared to speak.After a long time, Jin He pulled up his son's body bag and put his big fan-like hand into the inside pocket of his suit."
Don't kill me!
I don't know anything!
Didn't hear anything!
”The security guard thought that Jin was trying to kill someone, and he was pulling out a gun, so he crouched down in fright and curled up next to the morgue, as if the cold ground and the metal box behind him could provide him with a sense of security.However, Jin did not just take out the check book, signed a check and threw it on the head of the security guard: "I don't need a gun to kill you, and I won't kill you. ”The security guard trembled and did it, it was a check for ten thousand dollars, and he immediately appeared excited and excited.He raised his head suspiciously, and the big boss just tugged at the collar of his suit and brushed the sleeve at the off-the-shoulder line upwards: "Don't say a word about what you see and hear today, I've never been here."
You need to take care of Richard's body, and if anyone comes to see him except the police, you call the phone behind the check, get it?
”The security guard clenched the check, blinked quickly, and kept nodding: "Understood, understood, thank you boss!"
”Kim took one last look at the black body bag, then turned away without hesitation, going home to tell his wife about the incident and arranging an investigation.The dead son cannot be resurrected, so more people should go down to accompany him.Kim Ji's massive body showed unnatural agility, and he walked with the wind, and disappeared into the door of the morgue in the blink of an eye, only the spring door creaked and swayed back and forth.The security guard stood up with the check in his hand, cautiously walked to the door and looked at it, and after confirming that the other party was leaving, he took out his mobile phone and dialed a number: "Boss?
It's me, Kim has just been here, and he starts to investigate who killed his son, and he looks angry. ”"Someone on the other side of the microphone said something.With his phone in hand, the security guard walked quickly to the security room at the other end of the morgue, where on the ground, there was a security guard who looked exactly like him lying on the ground, bleeding all over the ground.His free other hand grabbed one of the corpse's legs and dragged the man outside, a wide red line crookedly drawn on the ground."
Yes, I know, there will be a fire here tonight, and I have charred corpses here."