Assassin Simulator: I deduced the accidental formula!

Chapter 170 [I am the Death Artist!] 2!

This well-trained killer, Le Pen's action speed is quite fast.

He had inquired before, where the dead artist wanted to get the bank card——

It's an ordinary-looking ticket office entrance, which is indeed an ordinary ticket office entrance.

He limped over first and said kindly to the conductor.

"Excuse me, can you give me a ticket to City I?""

Then handed a red one hundred yuan bill.

And the conductor wasn't in a hurry to take the money.

"Sorry, our bus here doesn't travel that far.

As soon as these words came out, Le Pen immediately started his acting skills.

He patted his thigh a little annoyed.

"How is that possible! Otherwise, would you check again?""

"This is obviously wrong! I remember coming out of my hometown. At that time, my son told me that he wanted me to take a bus to this Longhua Station..."

This killer also has enough free time, and his acting is quite good.

"Check it out for me, please, he looks pleading and pleading

The conductor in front of him was also a little helpless. He knew very well that the middle-aged man had gone the wrong way, but in order to reassure the latter, he could only turn his head and turn on the computer.

"Okay, okay, you give me a moment and I'll check it out for you. 35

"I said don't get your hopes up, I don't have a car going there. 35

"Then thank you, thank you!

Le Pen looked grateful, but in fact took advantage of the moment the other party turned around, and quickly bent down.

His movements were extremely vigorous, yet light, and there was no sound at all, and even in the process of bending over, he controlled his mouth and throat, and made a tone with no change at all.

Then, he picked up a small shovel hidden in his cuff, smashed it a few times at will, and buried a fairly small mine into the soil.

Standing up, using his thick work shoes, he kicked the soil and restored the ground to its original state.

"Sorry, I really can't find it here."

Then the 293 ticket salesman turned around and found that the middle-aged man opposite seemed to have accepted the status quo, and nodded helplessly.

"Okay, please, boy."

Afterwards, he walked towards the outside of the station a little dejectedly.

The conductor still had a bit of emotion, after all, he felt that this middle-aged man was indeed quite pitiful.

"For him, the money for such a long-distance ticket and the delay must be quite a heavy burden, but there is no way."

However, just as the long-distance bus station employee was thinking in his heart and exuding kindness, he found that a somewhat aggressive figure appeared in front of the middle-aged man.

"Brother. Have the mines been laid?"

The person who came was Li Mo. He made an ignorant gesture before, in addition to disgusting the other killers of the napkin, more importantly, to install bugs, but now there is no need to pretend like this.

Of course, his face is still wearing makeup, and his body shape is different from his original. Even if there is no surveillance, he is just as cautious.

However, Li Mo's side was Yan Xiaoyan Yan who looked relaxed and at ease, while the golden-level killer opposite him was startled on the spot, but his expression changed drastically in an instant.

Even people with good psychological quality will inevitably be a little flustered in the face of this situation.

Le Pen knew very well that although his actions just now were a bit strange, but normal people from the ancient East—

They are under the protection of a powerful country and are almost invulnerable to bomb damage, so they can't think of that.

Therefore, more than 90% of the people who suddenly appeared in front of him were police officers or colleagues. Of course, theoretically, he did not reveal any flaws, and the bomb was just assembled with materials nearby.

"So more likely is the death artist!"

Le Pen's eyes narrowed.

Obviously, the possibility of this answer is the highest, he immediately felt a chill in his heart, but still reluctantly said in a pretentious manner.

"Brother, I didn't understand what you just said. What are you talking about?"

He defends himself as much as possible and maintains a high level of acting.

But Li Mo just sneered at him.

"Stop pretending, don't you just want to blow me up?

Then he said with a cold smile.

"I am the death artist."

When he said this, his tone was very light, and it could only be heard by a person on the opposite side who was very close to him, because at this time, he hugged him as easily as if he was in the hidden alley before. The neck of this golden-level killer.

Of course, Li Mo actually felt a little joy in his heart.

After all, when the underground forces all over the world are guessing who the death artist is, and after giving countless praises.

He also kind of looked forward to a moment like this sudden superhero reveal of his identity.

This feeling is indeed a kind of extraordinary invigoration.

"I should be a super criminal..."

Li Mo complained in his heart.

The reason why he made such a reckless move was very simple, because he had discovered something through deduction earlier, that this unknown golden-level killer had already been hit with a poison that would soon strike.

That is to say, the information that he has completely disguised himself is that the death artist does not exist, and is in the world for a few seconds.

And with the guarantee of the deduction system, he was very sure that the person on the opposite side did not have any eavesdropping devices.

"You! You! You! What a joke!"

Le Pen took a few steps back in horror.

What audacity this is!

How arrogant and domineering!

Even he can only receive information on where the dead artist will appear.

The true identity is completely unknown.

And the other party actually reported his name directly, how confident he is!

"Or maybe that person is totally confident... no way! Gotta run!"

The killer made his decision right away.

However Li Mo just sneered.

"I've already seen through your actions.

He seemed to take a step forward like a prophet, and happened to block Le Pen's escape route.

The latter rushed forward, but was hit hard by his knee on the abdomen, and then wanted to fall to the ground with some pain.

However, Li Mo immediately supported him, so as not to arouse the suspicion of the guests coming and going in the surrounding passenger stations.

Now it seems that it is just a kind-hearted young man supporting a middle-aged man who looks a little uncomfortable.

And Li Mo directly grabbed the killer's throat with one hand and shouted loudly at the same time.

"Uncle, what's the matter with you? Is there something wrong with your body? I'll help you to rest now, hold on, hold on! 35

He looked around and shouted, but no one actually noticed it at all.

Even the few who turned their eyes away, immediately retracted their eyes after hearing his call, after all, being a good person these days still has a cost.

Now that you have this young enthusiastic fellow, you need not meddle in your own business.

So soon Li Mo held (ccfe) Le Pen to a place.

In a darker corner, he slammed the opponent against the wall.

"Tell me, why on earth did you come to assassinate me. 35

He didn't look at all flustered or surprised at all, just a matter of course.

In fact, what I have to say is that the deduction system still has certain limitations. For example, he cannot slow down the time in obtaining intelligence.

That is to say, although Li Mo can know what information he will get, he has no way of knowing what the content is through the deduction system. He can only know whether a result can be successfully interrogated.

This also led to why he had to spend money to buy the data of Yan's father and son.

But it didn't matter to him.

Li Mo kindly looked at the terrified killer who was pretending to be trembling and smiled.

When looking at the other person who just closed his mouth and didn't seem to be ready to say anything.

"Brother, don't be nervous, let's play a game. 35

With a weird smile.

This time Le Pen really felt something was wrong. There was a hint of fear in his eyes, because he felt that something was wrong with the death artist.

Why wait for a little surprise after being assassinated?

Why haven't you even said a word?

Is the trial about to start?

This golden-level killer could clearly see the threat in Li Mo's words.

But soon he felt a sharp pain in his body.

"Fuck me!

Instead, he uttered a standard vulgar language from an ancient oriental country.

And Li Mo just opened up a little bit of space and let the guy on the opposite side struggle.

What he just did was very simple. Using his knowledge of torture through the deduction system and emergency tutoring, he hit a certain acupoint on the killer's body, causing him to suffer unbearably.

Of course, this is not as mysterious as it is in the novel.

At most, it's just a pain for the killer of the other party, and it's not that easy to knock the other party's mouth open.

However, Li Mo was also mentally prepared for this. He patted his shoulder and faced Le Pen's terrified face.

"Don't worry, our game has just begun. 35

Afterwards, he dragged some killers who were curled up on the ground after the painful attack just now, towards the guest room of a small hotel that he had already opened without monitoring.

Although Li Mo's method of attacking specific acupoints is not too mysterious, in reality, the killer's resistance to pain is not particularly mysterious.

Generally speaking, the only people who can endure the pain are those special agents who have undergone professional anti-interrogation training.

The killer who is not a professional, obviously does not have such treatment, then the human will has a limit.

Le Pen only felt that his whole body was very weak, and he was dragged on the ground roughly, and when he recovered, he was smashed into a somewhat worn bathtub.

And Li Mo just took out a towel and turned on the faucet, he didn't do anything in a hurry.

Instead, I found a bottle of makeup remover from my bag.

"Brother, I am very interesting. This is specially prepared for you. I will first remove all the colorful things from you, and then wash your face."

"You know, otherwise I'll wait... er, when I'm waterboarding you, I'm afraid you'll vomit and mess up your makeup, it will be even more disgusting and difficult to deal with.

Li Mo frowned, showing a somewhat embarrassed attitude.

"The boss is also a small business, and the business is not good. We can't make their store too messy, don't you think? They are all working people, and they have to be considerate and considerate of each other.

He had a thoughtful, well-aware expression of the afflictions of the people.

However, Le Pen can fully understand the horror in this sentence, he looked at the man who was gradually approaching with a makeup remover.

The horror in his eyes kept growing.

"Don't! Don't! Don't! Brother, don't!

It's a pity that Li Mo was still excited, ignoring what the other party said.

"Don't, I'll tell you what you want to know!"

However, there was only the demon-like person on the other side shaking his head.

"I'm sorry, it's not that I don't believe you are the master, you know how many skills you can't overwhelm you, I'll practice on you today, maybe you can still use it in the future.

"Don't worry, it will be over in a while."

Li Mo twisted open the bottle cap of the makeup remover with his thumb and palm, and pulled the towel in front of Le Pen, his tone full of seriousness.

In addition to satisfying his own bad taste, he said this with a sense of intimidation.

In the deduction system, he knew that before he actually executed the punishment, the killer was nothing more than a concocted lie to deceive himself.

At this time, this golden-level killer only had a voice in his heart.

"It's over, it's over, why am I going to take this quest, it's not right that I am forced to take this quest, anyway...  

"woohoo!"

But soon he didn't have time to think about it, Li Mo directly and rudely put the towel on his face and frantically.

Then Le Pen only felt someone speak quietly above him.

"I'm sorry, bro, I don't usually wear makeup, so my understanding of this aspect is limited, so it's inevitable that my actions are a bit vulgar.

"Don't mind too much, I'll let you go peacefully later."

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