Assassin Simulator: I deduced the accidental formula!

The content displayed on the computer does not need to be repeated too much, it is very simple, it is a completed task published on the dark web.

The target is Song Haoming.

"The previous message of the dead artist did not lie, but he predicted the location rather than the specific person. 99

He Yike, read the contents of the previous envelope.

He had a good memory, so it was always fresh.

"what do you mean?"

Xu Bo was a little curious, and seemed to have thought of something.

The reason why Li Mingwei was not speaking, but he was speaking, was because the captain of the criminal investigation team was supporting the collapsed Yan Zhihui and seemed to comfort him.

"Maybe Song Haoming was the target at the beginning..."

He Yike, originally said confidently like this, but his heart was very chaotic, and the surrounding environment was indeed chaotic.

So instead, his tone was a little less confident, but he didn't even notice this lack of confidence.

I just feel that under the excessive fright, my mentality has not yet calmed down.

"I'll stop reasoning for the time being, and get some evidence first. Let's talk about it. I feel like I'm a little scared by that dead artist."

He Yike's expression was very uncomfortable.

Because he knew that he was indeed a bit of a coward.

None of the remaining members of the pursuit group had a good face.

Xu Bo is okay.

After all, as the main arresting executor, he is not very responsible for the use of his brain, so at this time he is just plain unhappy.

But the rest of the members all looked downcast.

"How on earth did that person do it..."

"What the hell is this? I felt like I was watching a movie just now.

"I'm going crazy, is that death artist really human? Or is it some special creature that we don't understand at all?

No one can maintain a normal look anymore.

To be exact, everyone is doubting life!

The more they thought about it, the more they felt that something was wrong.

"If the death artist's goal was originally Song Haoming, it would explain most things.

Wang Hong murmured, but the expression on his face was not at all relaxed.

Instead, there was an even greater shock.

Seriously terrified!

It is true that the task has already been completed. Except for the death artist, who would commit suicide in this way?

"But I didn't expect that we also became a part of the accident this time." He Yike's face was ashen.

If the previous confrontation can still be said to be inferior to others, so I was played a lot, then this time is a complete hang!

The gap is like a contest between elementary school students and university professors!

Because the members of their chasing team, including the Yan family, have become the murder weapon to help the death artist kill the intended target!

"I really can't take it.""

Some of the members of the pursuit team slowly knelt down on the ground, with a strange feeling that was almost despairing on their faces.

It's not that they haven't seen dead people, and it's not that they haven't experienced it at all. Because of their own negligence, someone died, but it's usually the result of criminals jumping over the wall!

But this time, in fact, Song Haoming, our death can be completely avoided!

"He wouldn't have smashed through the glass and fell off if we hadn't been pushing hard!

"Even if we move faster, we can get him back before he dies!

At this time, there is no need for anyone to guess, and it is known that falling from such a height, the fourth floor of the Bisdaq Medical Building must exceed the fourth floor of an ordinary building by a lot, and it is almost certain to die!

Song Haoming's fate is self-evident!

However, apart from the pain and grief completely played by the dead artist, everyone present had a chill that penetrated deep into their souls.

That's about Song Haoming's weird performance before he died.

First he frowned, then he made a weird smile, and then he seemed to have seen something terrifying, and then the last sentence——

Yan Zhihui, next, it's your turn!

Even if it was the meaning of these words that they couldn't immediately understand, but as long as they calmed down and thought for a while, they felt cold sweat soaked through their vests.

"What method did that House of Death use to control Song Haoming to intimidate Mr. Yan Zhihui.

Li Mingwei asked He Yike with difficulty.

Indeed, judging from his expression, it seems that there is no such thing as the death artist who threatens him as a somewhat deranged killer, isn't it normal for someone who offends him?

Even if it was threatening people and dealt with it at the same time, it was only natural for him to be an assassination target.

But the problem is that there is a big problem with the performance!

Song Haoming's crazy actions, like being shot in the heart, made everyone feel fear and anxiety.

"Could it be, that death artist is..." a young member of the pursuit team said with some trembling, but his words were interrupted mercilessly.

At this point they had one last bit of luck in their hearts.

"This situation is actually very easy to do, whether it is with drugs or some psychedelic drugs or something.

He Yike said extremely slowly and seriously.

"It can be done, so it is very reasonable and scientific. 35

As he spoke, he swallowed, as if he was persuading other people in the field, but it was completely like he was persuading himself.

However, the effect was immediate, and all the members of the pursuit team were at least emotionally calmer, and no longer had the ghostly panic they had seen earlier.

Although they faintly felt that they might have actually seen a ghost!

But compared to the current situation in the pursuit team, the Yan family's father and son are even worse.

The two of them collapsed to the ground with completely pale faces, without any response for a long time.

Li Mingwei was originally comforting Yan Zhihui, but the latter was just sitting on the ground with dementia.

The pupils in his eyes dilated without the slightest reaction. If his breathing was not normal, even the chasing troops would suspect that he was also killed by the death artist just now.

Yan Guozhang is also similar to dementia, but his dementia did not last. After another minute or two, suddenly the old man was panting wildly, clutching his heart, and desperately took out the medicine and swallowed it. .

And the original members of the pursuit team who were silent on the field were also broken by such a change.