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Chapter 443 Assassination
Zhang Feng didn't deliberately hide anything; he genuinely only knew these two locations.

The case involves his own life; to help Song Jie cover it up at this point would be tantamount to courting death.

Tian Hao marked the locations of the two places on his mobile phone map.

Last week, he and Jin Pingan did check Song Jie's villa and apartment.

But those places were just fake residences that Song Jie used to cover his tracks.

Song Jie himself has never lived there.

Jin Ping'an wasted several rewind attempts because of this.

The two locations mentioned by Zhang Feng are not within the scope of the investigation, so they may contain important clues.

It's time to reinstate Jin Ping'an as a tool for retrospection.

Tian Hao immediately sent a message to Jin Ping'an, asking him to come to the team.

Jin Ping'an hasn't used the three rewinds today yet, so it's best to arrive at one of them before 11:30.

With this in mind, Tian Hao dared not linger in the detention center and immediately got up and left.

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In the early hours of the morning, Ai Liang controlled a mental puppet, wandering the streets.

There were very few pedestrians on the road, and only occasionally would a car drive by every ten minutes or so.

After Ai Liang helped resolve the communication issue with the Countermeasures Bureau, Mu Si immediately started working without hesitation.

At this point in time, he has probably already left Qianhua City by plane using a false identity.

Don't underestimate this guy's mobility.

To ensure he could leave a place as quickly as possible at any time, Muss changed his identity every day and booked plane and train tickets.

Money is not a problem, as long as I can get out of there as quickly as possible if something happens.

Besides, this amount of money is nothing to Muslims.

Even if he spends 10,000 yuan on transportation every day, he still wouldn't be able to spend all the money in one account even after hundreds of years.

After Mus left, Ai Liang took over the management of the mental puppet's physical problems.

However, Ai Liang didn't have the time to hire someone to take care of several puppets, so he simply kept one of them and disposed of the rest.

Recently, someone impersonated the Hermit to commit murder, so let's stage the scene and pin the blame on that fake person.

Then, you can conveniently call the police, saving you the trouble of disposing of the body.

As for the issue of the masked man using the hermit's methods to kill someone...

What does the hermit's murder have to do with me, Ai Liang?

In order to prevent the gunshot wound on the puppet's knee from affecting its movement.

Ai Liang decided to learn from the Thousand-Faced Man and create his own imprint to modify and strengthen the puppet.

We can't keep using telekinesis to assist the puppet's actions.

With the imprint sample on Mu Si's body and the experience of modifying Mu Si's body with the imprint, Ai Liang completed the enhancement of the puppet without much effort this time.

Ai Liang's initial attempt at creating the engraving was very clumsy, far from reaching the level of the engravings on Mu Si's body.

However, it is not necessary to reach the level exclusive to Apostles.

Anyway, he only used it to strengthen the puppet's body; it was enough to give an ordinary masked character a good beating.

Ai Liang continued to control the puppet, avoiding the surveillance cameras as she walked on the deserted street.

After entering a blind spot of the surveillance system, the puppet's legs began to twist and deform, and the human feet turned into toes resembling those of an ostrich.

The puppet bent down, pushed off with its hind legs, and sped forward like a speeding train.

A soft, muffled thumping sound emanated from along the road.

Ai Liang controlled the puppet to rush into the wasteland and bushes, rampaging through everything in its path. In less than ten minutes, it arrived at the villa area of ​​the wealthy.

Don't get me wrong, he didn't come here to kill people, but to watch others kill people.

Ai Liang controlled the puppet to squat on a large tree, adjusting the puppet's eye distance to enhance its night vision, and quietly watched everything happening in the distance.

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Inside the villa area, teams of security personnel are patrolling the neighborhood in patrol cars.

Every security guard here has served in elite military units.

The squad leader was a former special forces soldier who had retired early.

At the entrance of Villa No. 101, two security personnel wearing stab-proof vests and stun guns hanging from their waists greeted the passing patrol team.

Then, bored out of his mind, he continued to stand guard.

Day after day, year after year, guarding the gates of a stable, affluent neighborhood—even the most militarily skilled person will lose their vigilance over time.

Today, an uninvited guest slipped in.

Inside the villa, Cheng Lejia's old housekeeper was organizing company documents in the study.

Suddenly, the light in the study flickered.

The old housekeeper didn't pay any attention, just glanced at the lamp and continued tidying the table.

Suddenly, a pair of black-gloved hands pressed down on his head.

The old housekeeper was startled and was about to call for security.

Click.

The old butler died on the spot after his neck was turned 120 degrees.

"Thirteen, I demand an explanation! Why isn't Cheng Lejia here?!" the man asked through gritted teeth in a low voice.

There was no response from inside the room; the black-water entity named Thirteen completely ignored him.

Instead, it was the mini walkie-talkie in the old butler's pocket that rang.

"Mr. Li, the car is ready. How much longer will it take you?"

The walkie-talkie paused for a moment, then asked again, "Mr. Li?"

The man stepped forward, about to turn off the walkie-talkie, when the other person spoke again: "Mr. Li must be busy! Don't keep bothering him. If you're ready, just come down. Why keep asking questions!"

Upon hearing this, the man abandoned his plan to turn off the walkie-talkie and prepared to leave through the window.

No sooner had he left the study than he heard faint breathing and footsteps coming from downstairs.

The two security guards at the entrance were slowly approaching the stairwell with stun guns in hand.

The difference between security guards who have retired from special forces and ordinary security guards becomes apparent at this point.

The housekeeper didn't reply. Normally, a security guard would only casually enter the room to check the situation if there was no response after calling a second time.

They immediately used walkie-talkies to lull the enemy into a false sense of security and sneaked in to prepare for an ambush.

If they confirm that a stranger has entered the house, they will contact the patrol team immediately.

"Kill all the witnesses." Thirteen's voice rang directly in the man's mind.

"You!" The man was both shocked and furious.

When he killed Song Jie's men, he could still numb himself with the excuse of eliminating evil people and robbing the rich to help the poor.

Asking him to target ordinary security guards who are not his intended targets is like tearing away the last veil of pretense.

Even though the man was unwilling, the program for Thirteen was set by Janus.

Masked Ones must not disobey the apostles' commands; this is an ironclad rule.

The man slowly closed his eyes: "Why are you all so vigilant... Can't you be a little less alert every now and then?"

When he opened his eyes again, a murderous intent suddenly appeared on his face.

"We could all live in peace if we just turned a blind eye, but you insisted on coming here, so don't blame me for being ruthless."

(End of this chapter)