Life Dungeon Game

It seems the truth of the matter is more complicated.

The [Surveillance] folder is filled with hundreds of files. The vast majority of the people in these files are ordinary people, with only a few being mid-level managers of a certain conglomerate. None of these people are above level E.

Based on this, it seems that Slanka is a low-level intelligence officer working on the periphery of the Anvis Electric Group, handling some basic cases.

He quickly flipped through the documents. Most of the content was invalid, but some of the people involved were still related to Anvis Machinery Factory. He noted down the information of these people.

The information about these people being 'monitored' is more complete than that in the other folders, and there are even regularly updated contents.

He Ao flipped through the documents one by one, but stopped when he came across the information of a middle-aged man.

The man's name was Jack. He was not a powerful superhuman, nor was he an acquaintance of Heo's. However, his resume caught Heo's attention. He had worked at the Anvis Machinery Factory as I-27 robotic arm operator B and had left the company two years ago.

I-27 robotic arm operator B is the same position Joey's father held, and they were transferred to this position two years ago.

This position requires two operators, A and B. Joey's mother is A, and her father is B.

Joey's father once told Joey during a casual family chat that the two previous operators had applied for resignation at the same time for some reason. Since Joey had mentioned wanting to work in an adjacent position with his wife, the factory transferred him and his wife to that position at the same time.

In other words, this Jack is probably Joey's father's former operator.

He Ao glanced through Jack's information; his life experience was quite ordinary.

After graduating from community college, he joined Anvis Machinery Factory, where he changed jobs several times before finally becoming a robotic arm operator. After leaving Anvis Machinery Factory, he worked as a mechanic at a small auto repair shop in the Kwis area.

Such an ordinary and unremarkable background; theoretically, someone like that shouldn't attract the attention of an intelligence chief like Slanka, unless...

He learned something he shouldn't have known.

So is the problem with the Anvis Machinery Factory?

He paused for a moment,

I wrote down this person's home address and basic information, and then continued flipping through the documents.

After that, there was basically no useful information. He Ao returned to the previous screen and opened the last [Clear] folder.

The [Clear] folder contained only a dozen or so files, all of which were people that the Slanka Project wanted to eliminate. He flipped through them one by one, and most of them were superhumans or people of relatively high status. Eliminating these people would be more troublesome.

As for ordinary people, they should all be lying in the [Death] folder.

When He Ao turned to the last document, his gaze paused for a moment.

Ding-dong-

The doorbell rang sharply.

He Ao straightened up slightly and looked towards the living room outside the door.

No one came in.

Ding-dong-

He stepped over Slanka's still-bleeding corpse, walked out of the study, picked up the submachine gun from the sofa, and leaned it against the door.

The electronic screen embedded in the security door showed the appearance of the person outside: a man dressed in a white suit with a somewhat effeminate appearance.

The man waited a while and, finding no response from inside, called out softly, "Mr. Slanka, I was referred by the 'Flying Bird' bar."

He Ao: ······

In that instant, He Ao understood why Slanka had been looking at him strangely.

'Flying Bird' bar is a well-known social venue in Dawn City, mainly providing a place for men to meet other men.

Of course, they sometimes also work part-time as a platform, introducing some customers to practitioners in the 'special service industry' and taking a commission from it.

Presumably, the person outside is the 'delivery' service that Slanka ordered.

He Ao didn't move, but quietly watched the screen, observing the actions of the man in the white suit outside.

He couldn't be sure whether the other party was a genuine service industry worker or just an intelligence agent posing as a service worker.

The man in the white suit waited for a while, and when he found there was no response, he scratched his head slightly.

"Isn't he here...? If he's not here, why did you call me here?"

He raised his wristband, turned around, and dialed a number.

Jingle Bell--

The crisp sound of a landline phone filled the room.

He Ao turned his head and looked behind him. A white telephone on the coffee table was vibrating intermittently.

This type of landline telephone was actually phased out a long time ago, but some wealthy people feel that having it in their homes adds style and a 'retro' feel, so it is being sold as a luxury decorative item.

The shrill ringing grew increasingly impatient, and outside, the man in the white suit who had already turned to leave also turned back suspiciously to take a look.

He gripped his gun tightly, peered over the screen, and watched the man in the white suit's movements.

"Hey, it's me."

The man in the white suit answered the phone and pressed the elevator button. "Mr. Slanka doesn't seem to be home. Are you sure this was the time you agreed to meet?"

The elevator doors slowly opened, and the man stepped inside. His figure was gradually obscured by the slowly closing elevator doors.

It seems he really is just a service worker.

After waiting a few seconds and seeing the elevator descend, He Ao turned his gaze away from the screen and looked at the landline phone.

The shrill ringing of the telephone still echoed in the room.

He Ao gripped the gun and walked over step by step.

The man in the white suit wasn't dialing Slanca's landline; judging from the conversation, he was probably calling the Flying Bird Bar.

So, at this time, who would call Slanka's landline?

He Ao walked to the white landline phone and slowly picked it up.

"Why is it taking so long?" A deep male voice came from the other end of the phone. "How did it go with contacting that assassin? Don't let anything go wrong tomorrow."

Just then, the other person paused, and said softly,

"You, you're not Slanka?"

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“Interesting, Slanka won’t let his men answer my calls,”

The male voice on the other end of the phone chuckled softly, his tone carrying a certain mental tension. "So, sir... or madam? Is Slanka dead now? Perhaps..."

He took the microphone away from his ear.

This person seems to be quite talkative.

Then he hung up the phone.

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On the other end of the phone, in a bright office, a well-dressed man took off his smart bracelet and listened quietly to the busy tone that came from the bracelet after the call ended.

He gently grasped the bracelet, then squeezed it hard, and a metal fragment flashing with a faint electric light slipped from his fingertips.

"This guy... doesn't he know that hanging up before someone has finished speaking is very impolite?"

Then he slammed his hand on the desk, and the thick metal plate surface cracked downwards as if it were a piece of paper.

After a few seconds, he took a breath, picked up the landline phone next to him, and dialed a number.

"Slanka is dead. Go and see him."

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He Ao had no idea that his act of hanging up the phone was infuriating the person on the other end, but he knew that this place was no longer safe.

Once the other party concludes that something has happened to Slanka, they will send someone to check on her, regardless of whether she is actually in trouble.

Once surrounded by multiple people, it becomes difficult for He Ao to escape.

However, there will be some time between when the other party arranges for someone to arrive and when they actually arrive.

After thinking for a moment, Heo did not leave immediately, but instead went into Slanka's bedroom.

He took a bed sheet from the bedroom and threw it on the sofa, then searched every room in the house in turn, and finally found a huge freezer in a small room that resembled a storage room.

He opened the freezer door and found a bunch of corpse flowers wrapped up in ice. He glanced at them and saw that there were about twenty of them.

He took out the portable freezer he had stolen from the Hyena Gang, stuffed all twenty-odd flowers inside, and sealed it shut.

He then searched the storage room for a while longer, finding ten mithril test tubes hidden in his combat suit before returning to his study.

Slanka's body was beginning to cool. He walked to the computer and looked at the last file in the [Clear] folder. The file bore a name He recognized.

Christos.

He Ao shut down the computer, squatted down, and gently picked up Slanka's body, carrying it to the living room.

Then he twisted the bed sheet he had just taken from the bedroom into a strip and tied it around Slanka's body in front of him.

During this process, he took off his pants and coat and tied them to his body, exposing his combat uniform. Then he tied the suitcase to Slanka's body and walked to the other side of the living room.

That's the best spot in the entire living room, with a huge floor-to-ceiling window that offers a panoramic view of the bustling city center of Chenxi.

Heo took out the gun he had picked up from the ground from Slanka and aimed it at the man who had landed.

window.

At the same time, a crisp electronic sound came from outside.

That was a notification that the elevator had arrived.

The display screen behind the security door lit up, and a bald man with red eyes appeared on the screen with two men who looked like his underlings.

They stepped out of the elevator and walked step by step toward the door, whereupon the bald man placed his hand on the door lock.

click -

The smart lock on the security door was slowly unlocked.

At that moment, He Ao pulled the trigger, and a hail of bullets struck the huge floor-to-ceiling window, circling around it.