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Chapter 259 The Old Friend Has Passed Away

Just like Ai Liang.

You get used to it after seeing it so many times.

After all, we're all from Nevada, and neither of us has necessarily seen fewer human tragedies than the other.

Mus put the keys in his pocket and sat down on the sofa.

At that moment, he suddenly realized,

If the messenger before us is the hermit in disguise, then who is the real messenger?

"By the way, what about Old Li? Has he been with you the whole time these past two years?"

"I asked casually," Mus asked.

Ai Liang remained silent for a while.

As Mus turned around curiously, he took out the messenger's citizen card.

Looking at the messenger's photo on the citizen card.

An ominous premonition slowly rose in Mus's heart.

Even without mind reading, Ai Liang could roughly guess what Mu Si was thinking.

He subtly conveyed the messenger's sense of alienation.

"He wanted me to live using his identity."

Mus suddenly stood up: "So, Old Li... he ultimately couldn't get over it?"

Ai Liang didn't speak, and the two stared at each other in silence.

The living room was eerily quiet.

A gentle breeze came in through the window and passed softly between the two of them.

The car horns outside and the neighbors' chatter downstairs gradually faded away.

Mus's thoughts drifted back ten years, carried by the gentle breeze.

The Hermit, Xia Qiyuan, Shi Hongfang, Yang Xingguo, Li Yongming, and... himself.

Some of them were investigative journalists, some were members of the criminal investigation team, some were bounty hunters, and some were intelligence brokers.

Although their identities are different, apart from Yang Xingguo's occasional erratic behavior and attempts to arrest them and the Hermit, things are generally developing in a positive direction.

Everyone worked together to resolve various incidents...

But everything changed the winter Xia Qiyuan disappeared.

Xia Qiyuan vanished without a trace, and the hermit began to go mad.

He was suspected by the police and had to cut off contact with everyone.

He only maintained a certain relationship with Li Yongming, the messenger.

But... he also fell into utter despair because of his sister's death.

Today, some have retired, some have been transferred, and they no longer have any contact with each other.

The original small circle has been completely shattered.

Over the years, Mus has certainly considered that possibility.

He had thought he could accept the news of his old friend's death with equanimity.

But when he finally received confirmation from the hermit, a shadow still fell over Mus's heart.

"Then...where did you bury his body?"

“Bury it, burn it to ashes and bury it with his sister.”

Ai Liang lowered her head, studying the pendant formed from the engraving: "This is his own idea."

"Since you can read other people's minds, why didn't you stop him then?"

Mu Si didn't know where he got the courage, but he questioned Ai Liang.

But he regretted it as soon as the words left his mouth.

Everyone knows the messenger's situation; he can't be persuaded to come back with just a few words.

Medal of Honor.

The person who receives this medal may not be the strongest bounty hunter in the Asian League.

But he is definitely the bounty hunter who best deserves the title of hero.

In order to change the status quo of Nevada, the messenger abandoned his promising future and traveled thousands of miles from the capital back home.

He dedicated his life to fighting for justice.

When he found the source of the chaos in Nevada.

At that moment, almost everyone chose to distance themselves from him.

To protect the overall situation, the higher-ups even imprisoned him.

After completing his investigation, the messenger wanted to take off his hard armor and welcome the cheers and embraces of his friends.

Unexpectedly, he was met with news of his blood relative's death and a cold, sharp knife plunged into his heart.

What is this behavior called?
Without a doubt, this is betrayal.

The glory of the past has vanished.

After the great purge, all that remained was the rejection and purging of those who had once served them.

Only the messenger himself could understand this despair.

With just a few casual words, they thought they could persuade someone to come back.

Is your mouth blessed, or is the messenger a saint reincarnated?

Realizing he had spoken out of turn, Mus turned around and sat down without saying a word.

Ai Liang didn't argue with him.

After all, it had been many years since I last met one of my few old friends.

The result was that they were informed of the other person's death right away, which was hard for anyone to accept.

Just then, the buzzing of a cell phone broke the silence.

Mus quickly composed himself and took out another phone from his pocket.

The caller ID shows an unfamiliar number.

He answered the phone: "Hello?"

"Mr. Mus, I would like to ask why the information about the next target has not yet been sent."

If you don't look for someone, I might just pick anyone.

Cat's Eyes spoke in a very calm tone.

Completely disregarding the hunting targets, whether it conforms to the rules set by Mus.

For Cat's Eye, obeying Mus's arrangements was a way of giving Janus face.

But this does not mean that he will unconditionally obey all of Muslim's orders.

Cat's Eyes was just about to use the excuse that Mus's actions were too slow to carry out a massacre in Qianhua City.

Looking for a hermit?
Find him, and then have that guy throw you into a blender and turn you into mincemeat, or what?

I might as well enjoy myself first.

Anyway, we'll be leaving Qianhua City soon.

Cat's Eye doesn't want to cause any more trouble.

"What happened before still needs to ferment for a while longer..."

Cat's Eyes interrupted Mus: "So wouldn't it be better if I went and killed two more, making things bigger?"

Mu Si glanced at Ai Liang and retorted emphatically, "We want to let the incident escalate, not to draw attention to it."

"What if the hermit... we haven't even found the hermit yet, and we've already attracted the officials? That would cause trouble for Lord Janus!"

Cat Eyes put his legs up on the table: "You keep calling me Lord Janus. Anyone who didn't know better would think you were his servant who had followed him for many years."

With a face as thick as a city wall, Mus simply ignored Cat's Eyes's sarcasm.

This lunatic clearly doesn't understand the principle that excessive rigidity leads to breakage.

A true man can bend and stretch; what's wrong with calling someone "sir" a couple of times?
That's a photoshopped image of your funeral portrait; you're just too proud to admit it.

Serves you right for not giving Janus a friendly look.

Mu Si inwardly scorned Cat Eyes, then suddenly realized that Ai Liang seemed to still be in the room.

He coughed slightly awkwardly: "Ahem, in short, I'll send you the target for the next operation soon. You absolutely must not kill anyone indiscriminately!"

Cat Eyes chuckled: "Yes, yes, I won't kill people 'randomly'."

Cat's Eye deliberately emphasized the word "casually" and then waved to Nata next to him.

Nata, who was next to the operating table, received the signal and began to violently suture the wound.

He held a steel needle thicker than a toothpick and moved it back and forth across the victim's stomach.

This is like sewing a human body into a sack.

"Ughhhhhh!!!!"

The victim, who was on the verge of death, let out a series of shrill screams in a final burst of lucidity.

A chilling shriek echoed through the sealed room, and the bloody scene was terrifying.

Cat's Eyes, with a sickly smile, enjoyed the symphony from hell.

All of this was kept from Mus.

"What are you doing!"

Upon hearing the screams, Mus immediately asked what was wrong.

Cat's Eyes walked to the operating table and picked up a mask from the table next to him: "It's nothing, I'm just continuing my previous work."

Work……

Recalling the scene when Janus first took her to the abandoned electronics factory.

Mus immediately realized what the job Cat Eyes was referring to.

"Didn't they say that the unknown substance had already been collected?"

Cat Eyes lifted the mask, twirling it on his index finger: "I've almost collected them all, but the more the merrier, right? I don't want to be outdone by you, the newcomer."

Hearing the other person's affected tone, Mu Si glanced at Ai Liang behind him.

'To find out his location.'

Ai Liang's voice rang directly in Mu Si's mind.

So Mus continued to negotiate with Cat's Eye: "You just want to kill someone, don't you?"

"Please don't say that. I'm serving Lord Janus wholeheartedly, and I don't want to neglect either side."

As he spoke, Cat's Eyes slashed the victim's neck with a short knife, ending his life.

The sharp dagger effortlessly sliced ​​through the skin, flesh, and fascia.

A brief but clear gurgling sound came from between the blade and the neck bone.

Compared to the cracking and splintering sounds of bones breaking and shattering during dismemberment.

The gurgling sound of the blade rubbing against bone sounds more like sawing wood.

"I've almost finished gathering intelligence here. Where are you now?"

Mus asked the most crucial question.

Why should I tell you where I am?

After making the deep, bone-revealing cut, Cat's Eye walked to the side and wiped the dagger with gauze.

"You only need to provide the target's information, and I will take care of faking the scene. We don't need to meet."

The last time I brought you along was at Lord Janus's request.

You don't actually think I'm going to be following your lead from now on, do you?

Muston sensed something was wrong and turned to look at Ai Liang.

If I had known it would turn out like this, I should have installed a tracking chip on both of them before I left.

If all else fails, we could at least try to find out the locations of other secret bases.

Ai Liang was busy tracking cell phone signals and had no time to pay attention to Mu Si.

But Cat's Eye isn't stupid either; they know that Mus is an intelligence professional.

Naturally, they wouldn't use the usual calling method to dial his number.

He used call forwarding.

Ai Liang traced the signal from Mu Si's phone, but it turned out to be just an ordinary phone.

Finding Maoyan herself is probably unrealistic.

If we continue searching, the result will likely be the same as it is now.

So Ai Liang stopped searching for cell phone signals.

There's no point in continuing the search.

Nobody knows exactly how many cell phones he used.

Meanwhile, Maoyan was still warning Musi: "I can't control where you go, but you'd better not stray from Song Jie's sphere of influence."

Otherwise, if Lord Janus blames you, don't say I didn't warn you not to try and leave Qianhua City through Song Jie's connections.

Mus retorted without hesitation: "My affairs are none of your business. It's not like I'm so eager to visit your slaughterhouse."

There was a powerful figure, a hermit, standing behind him.

Mus's provocation of Cat's Eye was brimming with confidence.

"...Don't beg for mercy then."

Maoyan made a harsh statement and hung up the phone immediately.

(End of this chapter)