Assassin Simulator: I deduced the accidental formula!

He was so disturbed by Yan Guozhang, who had a sudden heart disease.

In the field, the dull atmosphere finally could no longer go on. Everyone had a feeling of waking up from a dream, but the fear hidden in their eyes revealed their true thoughts.

"Is the confrontation with the dead artist really necessary? 39

All the members of the pursuit group had a question mark in their hearts.

For them, the fact that he helped the waves to kill Song Haoming could only make them depressed for a while.

But that Song Haoming, who was obviously bound to die, showed a strange smile at the last moment of his death, threatening Yan Zhihui.

This could very well be the next target guy for Death Artist, to the heartfelt unease and fear of all.

This is not something that can be done by human beings. If a comparison is made, it is like the ability that only devils or gods in mythology can have.

Although He Yike seems to have made it clear that he used drugs or hallucinogenic drugs, is there really such a convenient thing?

The members of the pursuit team are all experienced and well-informed, and can produce products with such excellent results...

He Yike frowned and observed the direction in which Song Haoming fell from the building.

The bottom has gradually been heard, and the ambulance is the unique sound of coming and going.

It was then that he suddenly realized something.

"Our pursuit team has not called an ambulance until now?"

"It was really terrifying."

He smiled mockingly.

Although everyone's first reaction was that the death artist operation was successful, then Song Haoming must die!

Even forgot to fall from the current height, if a miracle happened, maybe someone could be rescued.

These remarks also caught the attention of the rest of the pursuit team members present.

Their expressions were dodgy and suspicious, while the other--

"Father, are you alright?" 39

Yan Zhihui came over and crawled.

Something happened just now that had a huge impact on him.

It was obvious that the surrounding environment was extremely dull, and he felt that the same sentence was echoing repeatedly in his mind.

"now you!

"now you!

"now you!"

It seemed that countless Song Haomings were laughing bitterly beside him.

And Yan Guozhang seemed to have returned to normal after gasping for a while, and then the unlucky father and son of the Yan family looked at each other and suddenly realized something extremely terrifying.

"How is it possible that there is such a magic drug in the world?"

It must be admitted that Song Haoming, apart from those strange words and the inexplicable expression on his face, is completely a normal person.

His fear, his panic, and finally being forced to hit the glass and fall to his death were all very reasonable.

It is impossible to say that it seems to be the effect of some drugs.

You must know that the Yan family, father and son, the shareholders of Besdak Pharmaceuticals, are definitely not illiterate guys. They have a very high level of understanding of relevant knowledge.

They are experts and masters in the field of medicine and medicine, but have never heard of such a drug in the world.

"Maybe the so-called conjecture of drug control is a big mistake!"

Yan Zhihui thought clearly.

"Even if this drug is something we haven't heard of, the power behind the person who can come up with this kind of thing is absolutely terrifying. 35

Yan Guozhang thought a little deeper.

What a power behind someone who can possess such a drug!

That is to say, the financial resources of the company behind the dead artist are far beyond their [BT] company.

"But if the other party really has such power, they won't be chased and killed by us all the time.

"So the real result may be even worse, shouldn't that guy have any supernatural abilities?

In fact, Yan Guozhang knows that many people have discussed about dead artists on the Internet.

A large number of students and some young groups believe that the death artist may be a holy spirit walking in the world, and his purpose is to eliminate evil and extend justice!

Although he can't think of such an idea as nonsense, what if it is true?

Yan Guozhang, the old man, thought he had experienced great winds and waves, but at this time there was only boundless fear and anxiety in his heart.

As for Yan Zhihui?

He was about to collapse, and the more he thought about it, the more scared he became.

Song Haoming's phantom image is like an evil spirit entangled around him.

At this moment, this mighty rich second generation just held his head and kept shouting.

"Impossible! It must be the effect of drugs!"

He seemed to want to confirm this fact, but the knowledge in his heart warned him that it was impossible.

Yan Zhihui looked desperate, and even began to feel that it was difficult to breathe!

And Li Mingwei was helpless when he saw this. There was only one reason why the members of their pursuit team were not so panicked.

That is to say, they all tell the truth, and they are all people who uphold justice. Even if they arrest dead artists, there is almost no need for fame and fortune, and they simply want to maintain the authority of the law.

"" "Fortunately we won't be targeted by dead artists! 35

Wang Hong unconsciously said very depressing words, but when he looked around in a little panic, he found that most of his teammates turned out to have a look of approval.

Except the captain Li Mingwei frowned and He Yike's expression was very excited.

"What exactly is that person's method..."

The talented college student frowned.

(Nuo Qian's) "The scenery is good."

Li Mo rummaged through the various records in his camera, and he followed the group of tourists along the way, holding a mobile phone and a camera, and just took a shot!

Even the scene of Song Haoming's death was filmed with a rather huge DSLR.

Therefore, it is extremely high-definition, so the darknet passed his request for mission completion almost immediately.

And now what he appreciates is the scene that Li Mo took through the broken window at the moment when the hot air balloon passed the Bisdaq Medical Building.

All the members of the pursuit team were approved in mourning, and the Yan family was unbelievably full of fear.

"Art comes from your fears.

Li Mo drew a small cross on Yan Zhihui's face with his finger in that photo.

He inevitably recalled that the difficulties and hardships of arranging various organs along the way, although it was a bit brain-consuming, but in the end it was successful.