After 100,000 simulated crimes, I became an ace detective.

It was already late at night.

Under the cover of dark clouds, the bright moon in the sky was barely visible, making this already abandoned stadium look indescribably eerie and desolate.

Accompanied by a cold wind blowing.

"Tap-tap-tap——"

The clear sound of leather boots stepping on the concrete floor reached K's ears from a distance, and was gradually approaching.

It is clear.

This is Number Ten coming down from the second floor of the abandoned stadium.

In the past, No. 10 disliked wearing those leather boots that looked extremely mature. Even when she participated in internal training of certain organizations, she wore princess shoes that were difficult to move in, simply because the leather boots looked extremely incompatible with her daily outfit.

But in the current special circumstances... In order to facilitate the action, ensure that the other members of the organization are 100% killed, and get the huge reward, even the leather boots that I hated the most before can be accepted.

K felt indescribably ridiculous.

It turns out that the former No. 10 was not unable to wear leather boots, it was simply that... the benefits she could get were not worth wearing leather boots she didn't like.

Think of this.

K's desire to kill No. 10 immediately became increasingly clear and obvious.

But K was not too impatient and continued to wait quietly.

Currently, No. 10 has just come out, and we must make sure...she has no chance to escape and can be 100% killed by myself.

Number 10 walking along the outer passage of the abandoned stadium.

No. 10 noticed that there was no No. 1 standing and waiting by the side of the road. This strange phenomenon immediately made No. 10 alert.

He took the submachine gun that he had thrown behind him, held it tightly in his arms again, pointed the muzzle forward, and kept his peripheral vision on both sides as he spoke.

"Number One, where are you?"

"I'm already down here. Where are you hiding now?"

It is clear.

After walking down and not seeing No. 1, No. 10 immediately thought of two possibilities.

The first.

Number One had actually been controlled by a professional killer who came in a sports car. The reason why he was able to answer the phone and reply to him was because

It was simply because he was being pointed at by the enemy's gun that he could only cooperate with the enemy to lure himself down.

Number 10 knew very well in his heart that with Number 1's cowardly character, he would definitely not do something like facing death head-on.

As long as someone points a gun at his back, he would probably agree to any request without any reason in order to beg for a way to live.

Now that No. 1 has not shown up, it means... he has been controlled and is most likely hidden, and will soon be offered a huge reward.

At the same time, there will inevitably be enemies ambushing around here, trying to capture or kill me alive.

And the second possibility.

That is, Number One could not resist the temptation of hundreds of millions of dollars and was ready to find an opportunity to kill her and take the huge reward for himself.

That's why he didn't wait for me by the roadside. Maybe he was squatting somewhere, trying to shoot me.

Number 10 didn't think the possibility of this was particularly high.

Because Number One was a coward, and basically every action before had relied on her. Moreover, even if the bounty was divided equally, it would be hundreds of millions of dollars, which was enough for Number One's future life.

Logically, he wouldn't suddenly change so much, become so bold and greedy, and dare to set his sights on her first.

But no matter what the reason.

Now Number Ten was obviously extremely alert, holding the submachine gun tightly with both hands, ensuring that he could shoot at the first moment if an accident occurred.

......

And heard the question of No. 10.

And K could clearly feel that... Number 10's steps had slowed down, and even became much lighter.

It was immediately understood that since No. 1 had not appeared, No. 10's vigilance had obviously increased sharply.

Without any hesitation.

K picked up the gun that he had taken from No. 1's hand earlier, then waved it gently at No. 1's pistol, motioning him to walk to the road, and spoke in a low voice with an expressionless face.

"Get out of the SUV's blockade, let No. 10 see your position, and let her let down her guard."

"When you walk out later, remember what you should say, what you shouldn't say, and how to say it specifically."

"Don't do anything that I can't tolerate, maybe you still have a chance."

"Understand? Number One?"

It is clear.

If K wanted No. 10 to let his guard down, he could kill him in the easiest way and avenge those little guys who had already died.

The most important thing is undoubtedly... to continue to let number one play its role.

As long as number one remains safe, number ten will undoubtedly relax.

Her current alertness was simply due to... the sound of the engine of the car she had just driven, which made her suspect that No. 1 had been threatened and controlled.

But it's just a suspicion.

All Number One needs to do is walk over as if nothing has happened, which will undoubtedly easily resolve the worries in Number Ten's mind.

Hearing what K said.

Especially the last sentence, as long as you don’t continue to do things that K cannot tolerate, maybe you still have a chance.

Number One knew very well what the opportunity K just referred to was.

Sure enough, it is still the King K who values ​​the members of the poker organization and every family member the most.

this moment.

The worried expression on Number One's face was obviously relieved a little, and he nodded vigorously at K.

Followed by.

He wiped his face vigorously with his hands to make sure that his expression was correct, then nodded to K beside him, raised his foot with a helpless expression, walked from the back of the SUV to the road, and spoke.

"No, number ten."

"Where else can I be except here, trying to see if I can get the door open?"

"No need to be so careful holding the gun. I have already killed the suspicious person just now."

"To be honest, the sudden sound of the sports car just now really scared me. I thought it was a professional killer following me."

"After a careful look, it turned out that he was a wealthy second-generation rich man."

"I was racing around here before, and I rushed over after hearing the explosion. I was relieved when I accidentally ran into here."

"But he's dead now. I just shot him a few times."

"It's a pity that he was driving a two-seater sports car, and there was no extra space for the body. Otherwise, we could have saved the time of looking for a car."

"Okay, don't waste time."

"If you have the car keys, start this heavy SUV."

"Since there is a rich second-generation who is so blind and has so much free time racing nearby, there might be professional killers waiting nearby."

"Hurry up and drive, take the body and run. The longer we stay here, the more nervous I get."

After saying these words.

Number One also pointed to the heavy off-road vehicle next to him and signaled Number Ten to try to start it.

Number 10, who was still holding a submachine gun, listened to what Number 1 had just said, stared at his expression and analyzed it carefully for two seconds before he was completely relieved.

Judging from the expression of No. 1 not far away, he certainly didn't look like he was being coerced.

As for the slight tension on his face, it was most likely... the stress caused by staying in this abandoned stadium for a long time.

After all, the noise and commotion caused by the previous explosion were indeed very loud.

If there are professional killers around, there is a high probability that they will be attracted here, which is undoubtedly the special situation that the two of them least want to see.

After confirming that No. 1 was not controlled.

Number 10 also put down the submachine gun he was holding, took out a key from his pocket, and walked towards Number 1 while speaking aloud.

"I found the key."

"Fortunately, the explosion just now did not destroy the key on No. 7, otherwise it would be a bit troublesome later."

"So many bodies, each one represents $100 million. If we accidentally lose one, it would be a huge loss."

"See if the car can be used to transport these bodies as soon as possible..."

Speaking of it.

Number 10's words suddenly stopped.

Because, she had already felt very clearly... an extremely cold pistol was pressed against her temple...