Assassin Simulator: I deduced the accidental formula!

broken!

This sentence flashed in everyone's mind.

"It's not right, there must be something wrong!

You Chengzhu shouted eagerly, but it seemed that he was the only one who knew about it.

Cheng Ningnan hesitated for a while and then made up his mind.

"Just knock the door open!""

He roars!

And the rest of the pursuit team members also followed - exerted their strength.

Directly took out the strength of the whole body and charged forward!

"Don't we have keys?"

He Yike complained.

...." Cheng Ningnan was also taken aback.

However, the door of this hotel could not withstand the impact of this group of well-trained soldiers and was blasted.

There is no point in looking for the key at this point.

"Okay, let's not talk about that now."

Cheng Ningnan made a fool of himself and then quickly went to check the scene in the room.

But by this time he knew it was too late.

"Looks like we've been toyed with again.

Li Mingwei sighed with emotion, and everyone clearly realized this.

Karl Roscoe was already lying on the ground, no longer alive.

You Chengzhu had some medical experience, so he walked over and groped a little.

It was found that the remaining temperature on the corpse that had stopped breathing, and his face was even quite ruddy, so he reluctantly came to a conclusion.

"According to preliminary analysis, it should be within an hour of dying, but it's an exaggeration."

"Probably just before we broke in, this guy stopped his vital signs."9

"After all, I've heard of the death artist's bad taste, and the drone he had just now was probably also requested by the dark net, and he had to take pictures of the deceased, so that guy sent it here.

The more he said that the expressions of his companions in the field became more and more ugly, and Cheng Ningnan also added.

"By the way, it is also a reminder that he has successfully completed his goal."

"Murder is still punishing, isn't it?"

In fact, it was just as the people in the pursuit team had guessed.

Karl Roscoe died quite painfully.

After he was stunned by the strong effect of sleeping pills, he actually only lasted for about ten minutes in chaos.

Just because his breathing function was paralyzed and felt a strong lack of oxygen and pain.

After that, Karl Roscoe was unable to move his body up and down, and he felt himself abruptly, because of the lack of oxygen, the lungs were suffering from angina.

The second is the uncontrolled surging of various fluids in the body.

It made him feel that all the blood vessels in his body were burning inexplicably.

This is like the criminal law of piercing thousands of knives at the same time, and he has been enduring it for a long time before letting this unlucky bastard slowly breathe out.

All in all, he died very peacefully, but what was even more terrifying was that the expression on his face was very peaceful, because he could no longer make any physical movements under the influence of the drug.

"Good night, Mr Karl Roske.

And Li Mo also received the drone at this time, and the last thing that came out was the photo.

He quickly used the mobile phone he had just bought with his fake identity, and the network connection was the wireless of the tea stall.

Directly, he logged into a ladder with three strokes, five divisions, and two, and then uploaded this photo to a picture preservation section under a certain dark web.

Li Mo doesn't have to worry about his information being stolen, because this picture is only for him to submit the task, and it doesn't matter if other people get it.

"It's time for me to quit, otherwise there will be some very unartistic things happening around here.

He was very relaxed and comfortable pedaling the three wheels and disappeared into the vast crowd.

It means that after passing through a few crowds and shopping malls, he changed his clothes and changed back to his former appearance, and he disappeared.

Sure enough, not long after Li Mo left, an extremely protracted platooning operation started around.

Countless plainclothes swarmed out and searched all the people who appeared in the surrounding streets.

Their only reliance is that the control range of the drone is not that large, and they may have a chance to catch the death artist.

"But I feel hopeless." He Yike sat on the stool, feeling that he was autistic again.

Although every time after the death artist acts, he can quickly analyze the opponent's tactics, but before the action, he is completely powerless!!

"The forensic doctor has come, let's get out of the way."

Cheng Ningnan's face was solemn, but he still managed to squeeze out a little smile.

・・・・Seeking flowers・・

He knew it had failed now.

But the point is that there is still a chance to catch the dead artist.

"That drone is just a product of a domestic company with a clear signal restriction, and now someone has been sent out to block it, there may be a last wave of opportunities.

Lu Ze still has a certain say in his professional field, but everyone else shook their heads lightly.

"Obviously that guy who seems to be creating a miracle can't leave such an obvious flaw.

Li Mingwei sucked the cigarette butt from his mouth dry in an instant, and then threw it into the ashtray.

On the other side, the forensic doctor who was busy operating suddenly raised a somewhat bizarre point of view.

"How do I feel that it was the Yan family who killed this Karl Roscoe by themselves? I checked that the amount of drugs this man was taking was similar to his usual amount. 35

The forensic doctor opened the foreign guest's mouth with tweezers, then rubbed it with a cotton swab, and then soaked the obtained physiological tissue in saline.

"The only problem is that the bottle of medicine he is taking is some defective medicines provided by the Yan family's father and son's Bisdaq Pharmaceutical Company to those relatively inferior partners.

“There will be consequences that are too strong, too weak, or even toxic.99

The tone was full of sarcasm.

"All in all, I've heard from some of my colleagues that some patients in hospitals are dying in exactly the same way as Carl Rox because they took shoddy drugs from Bisdaq.

The forensic doctor organizes his clothes.

This time the work was quite easy for him. After all, the target was an extremely complete corpse, so a lot of information and content were analyzed in an instant, but the tone was somewhat mocking and teasing.

Of course he knew that it was impossible for the Yan family to kill his own umbrella.

It must be the work of the so-called death artist.

But we're too sarcastic with this result, aren't we?

The drug Karl Roscota used was indeed produced by the Yan family's Bisdaq Pharmaceutical Company.

That's why the dead artist can deceive him with fake and inferior products that are almost identically packaged.