Being obsessed with killing, I became a knife crusher

"Help me, the commander asked me to come to you."

Seeing that 45 rejected him without hesitation, MDR had no choice but to move out of MoYin.

"Huh? It's interesting, Commander actually cares about such a thing."

UMP45 showed an intriguing smile.

Chapter 69 Open the door! Check the water meter!

Originally, UMP45 didn't want to worry about MDR's troubles, but MDR wasn't willing to lie to people just for this kind of thing.

Although she still didn't know why Mo Yin did this, she believed that Mo Yin would not use the combat power of two tactical dolls to take care of the emotions of the tactical dolls for no reason.

Mo Yin didn't tell himself specifically, probably because there was another layer of hidden meaning in it.

Maybe it's not convenient to say it, or maybe there's no need to let MDR know.

"Give me your phone and I'll track him down."

MDR quickly handed the phone to UMP45.

UMP45 just glanced at it and then closed his eyes.

"Hey, hey, don't sleep, give me a good fuck!"

MDR patted UMP45 on the shoulder.

"If you touch me, I'm already tracking the other person's online traces."

"You're obviously kidding me, but you don't even use a computer! If you want to be lazy, just say so."

MDR complained unhappily.

"I am a humanoid specially designed for electronic warfare. The commander has already installed an enhanced module for me to accept WiFi networks. This kind of tracking with small computing power does not require computer assistance and only relies on my own computing power. You go out and wait quietly."

UMP45 glanced at MDR impatiently and said coldly.

"Oh, sorry, sorry, I didn't expect it to be like this. I won't disturb you now."

MDR walked out of the dormitory door dejectedly and sat by the door.

An hour later, UMP45 walked out of the dormitory door and threw the phone to MDR.

"Go buy two hoodies."

"what?"

MDR looked at UMP45 stupidly.

"We are going for an assassination. We can't be discovered. You don't want to go there with a branded weapon, do you?"

UMP45 looked at MDR speechlessly.

"Can't you?"

MDR asked subconsciously.

"Of course not. You have not forgotten the commander's intention not to attract the attention of the police."

"Ah hahahaha, of course, um, of course I haven't forgotten it, how could I forget it."

MDR let out a guilty laugh. She had really planned to use the brand weapon to intimidate the other party, but in the end she shot the other party's head off. This would greatly vent her anger, so she completely forgot about it. Moyin plans to keep a low profile.

"Go and prepare your clothes. I'll go with you tonight."

Ump45 waved his hand.

"Ah? Are you going too? Why..."

MDR asked a little depressed. Originally, she wanted to secretly humiliate the netizen who sprayed her, but if UMP45 followed him, she might not be able to even say a few words before she would have to kill him. After all, the 404 team is also famous for its high efficiency. .

"Four of the people you want to kill live in a community with surveillance. I have to go there to interfere with the surveillance, and I'm not worried about you going alone."

"It's...that's too much. I'm also an excellent tactical doll!"

MDR protested gloomily.

"Perhaps this can be said from a frontal battlefield perspective, but in special operations such as assassinations, you are an out-and-out laggard. Even G11 is better than you."

UMP45 said without mercy.

"How, how is it possible! That lazy little thing, how can I be worse than her!!!"

MDR looked at UMP45 angrily.

"She knows how to find a place to sleep quietly without attracting anyone's attention until I need her to kill a target, while you will only make a noise."

"Stop talking nonsense and go sell clothes quickly, otherwise I won't tell you the address of your target."

UMP45 spoke and urged.

MDR had no choice but to pout and buy the hoodie requested by UMP45.

............

As night fell, MDR and UMP45 left their branded weapons at the Longyu Civilian Security Company, put on hoodies to hide their faces under the hood, and headed to a residential area in Area 32 with only the hammered daggers.

"Tsk, the security here is too bad. There are not even any guards in this community with so many people."

MDR whispered.

"This is not Griffin or Iron Blood. It is just a place where ordinary civilians live. It is normal that there is no security unit."

UMP45 replied casually.

"Aren't there security units called security patrolling around our stronghold?"

"It is a commercial area, so it naturally requires a certain security unit. The businesses in that area will pay for this. This is just a residence for the poor. No one will pay the security guards."

"Well, it's so beautiful and challenging..."

MDR smacked her lips and said with some disappointment that she originally thought the assassination mission was a very interesting operation, but she didn't expect that the reality was so different from what she thought.

"Stop complaining, this situation is better for us to deal with."

After UMP45 finished speaking, he walked straight towards a high-rise residential building.

"By the way, now that we're here, it's time to tell me where the bad-mouthed netizen lives. At least open the door and let me come."

MDR quickly caught up with UMP45 and asked excitedly.

"Unit 7 803."

MDR immediately took a few quick steps to pass UMP45 and started climbing the stairs.

Soon the two of them stood in front of the door of Room 803. Just as UMP45 took out a piece of wire from his pocket, MDR had already kicked the door.

"Hey, open the door! Check the water meter!"

"What are you doing..."

UMP45 looked at MDR with an idiotic expression.

"Trick him into opening the door."

MDR replied immediately.

"Check your water meter. It's outside the door."

An unhappy voice came from inside the house.

“The community sends warmth!”

"Now it's summer and I'm giving it to you, Gungun, I don't need to promote it, so don't bother me watching the movie."

"You have a bad mouth and your mama, come out and I will blow your head off."

MDR got angry and started quarreling with the men in the room.

"I won't open the door. What can you do to me? If you can, you can tear down my door."

The men in the room also became arrogant.

"Shut up and let me do it."

UMP45 angrily pulled MDR aside, and then inserted the wire into the keyhole.

"Baigou, why don't you bark anymore? I thought you were so good at squirting. A little girl like you is my RB|Q! I'll squirt all over you every day..."

With a click, the door lock was easily pried open by UMP45. MDR immediately flew up and kicked the door open, and then rushed into the room with a quick stride.

The sour smell coming from the store almost made MDR faint. A middle-aged man holding a mobile phone was lying on the floor, looking at MDR who broke in from the door with a ghostly expression on his face.

MDR raised the hammered dagger with a kind smile on his face.

Chapter 70 Inner skirt 8 6 9 0 6 2 9 5 2 Special Team 404's approach

"Hey, why don't you stop barking? You're a pig with a mouth full of excrement. You're so arrogant. I'm going to kill you right now."

"How...how did you get in..."

UMP45 raised his hand, and the dagger in his hand was accurately nailed into the man's throat, pinning the man's doubts in his stomach.

"Hey, what are you doing! This is my enemy."

MDR asked UMP45 angrily.

"What are you trying to explain to a guy like this? It's not a good habit to talk too much."

After walking to the body and pulling out the dagger, UMP45 turned and walked out of the room.

"Damn it! This foul-mouthed monster is so cheap."

MDR angrily kicked the body, then walked out of the room, only to find that UMP45 was already prying open the door of the next room.

"? And the bad-mouthed guy is his neighbor?"

MDR asked in confusion.

"No, they are just ordinary neighbors."

"Then why did you break open their door?"

MDR asked curiously.

"You were scolding so loudly just now that the residents on this floor must have heard it. When the police come to investigate tomorrow, they will definitely search for who he had an altercation with. Then there is a possibility that they can be traced to you. We You have to use amnesia spray to treat their memories.

"This can also cut off the investigators' clues and make them mistakenly think that this is an ordinary homicide. Go and check if there are any survivors."

UMP45 gave an order, and then silently entered the pried door lock like a shadow, and then took out the special amnesia spray for the 404 team. .

MDR was stunned for a few seconds, then obediently returned to room 803 to check whether there was anyone alive in the room.

After ensuring that there was no one alive in 803, MDR returned to the corridor, where UMP45 was already leaning on the handrail waiting for him.

"nailed it?"

MDR asked in surprise, this speed is too fast.

"Of course, don't underestimate the methods of our 404 team."

UMP45 shrugged and said happily.

MDR looked at the three half-open doors. She finally understood why the 404th team was an elite team, and it handled the incident in a flawless manner.

At the same time, she also understood why the 404th team was called a non-existent team. This kind of thing was done with ease.

"As for being cautious to this extent?"

MDR asked quietly.

"Having mercy on the enemy may cause irreparable harm to your teammates. I will not let that happen."

"Can't you accept it? If you can't accept it, then go back to the stronghold. I will be responsible for solving the remaining targets."

Without saying a word, UMP45 walked downstairs.

MDR quickly caught up with UMP45.

Soon the two were back on the street again.

"Aren't you going back?"

UMP45 asked indifferently, realizing that MDR was following him.