I have a room at Meiman Mental Hospital

at last,

The female agent couldn't bear it anymore, so she took off the stockings on her legs, stuffed them into Du Wensen's mouth, and put a layer of tape on his mouth. .biqugev

The world is quiet!

The car did not find anything unusual while driving on the road, which made the agents gradually relax, thinking that the other party would not be so crazy as to deal with the FBI on the street.

However, not long after, the vehicle in front suddenly stopped.

The male detective hurriedly used the intercom to ask: "Hey! What happened ahead, why did you stop?"

"A car accident. There was a car accident ahead. A traffic police officer is coming to inquire. Please wait a moment."

The male detective immediately turned aside and ordered loudly: "No, don't open the window!"

But he was still too late. As soon as he finished speaking, gunshots came from the intercom.

"Damn it! Turn around, hurry up, hurry up!" the male detective shouted.

The driver didn't hesitate and immediately started to reverse the car, but a rocket flew towards him with billowing smoke.

"boom!"

The car was blown up and then fell to the ground with a bang. The shock caused numerous cracks in the bulletproof glass.

The FBI's riot control vehicle is so strong that it was still vaguely able to start after being blown up like this.

But then there was a "bang" gunshot.

A huge hole was exposed in the front glass. The driver looked down at his chest. He could already see the rear, and the female agent sitting behind him was also punched through.

"There are snipers and smoke bombs are ready. Everyone hide in the shops on the street. Hold on for a while, support will be here soon!" After the male agent gave the order, he kicked the car door open.

After the smoke bomb was thrown, the area around the car was soon shrouded in smoke. Seeing that the time had come, the male agent picked up Du Wensen and rushed out.

However, just as the male agent stepped out of the car door, there was a burst of machine gun fire outside.

The male agent was torn into pieces like a rag doll.

Du Wensen tore off the tape, took out the stockings, and cursed loudly: "Damn Du, he said clearly that there is no danger. It seems that so many enemies will be beaten to pieces this time. If he loses money, he will double his commission."

Du Wensen was right. Not only him, but also everyone outside who dared to get out of the car were beaten to pieces. Obviously, smoke bombs could not protect them.

And hiding in the car is a dead end!

Before the smoke cleared, the attackers surrounded the remaining two vehicles.

Du Wensen honestly stretched out his hands and said: "Hey! Brother, please hit me on the head when you kill me. I don't want to die too painfully."

One person took out the photos and compared them. After confirming his identity, he nodded. The person next to him immediately pointed the camera at Du Wensen.

"boom!"

After half of Du Wensen's head was blown off with one shot, he put away the camera, waved his hand, and everyone quickly evacuated.

Ten seconds later, there was still some smoke. Peter quietly sneaked into the smoke, slipped in front of the car, took a few photos of Du Wensen, picked up the body and quickly disappeared into the alley.

One day later, almost all major newspapers and news reported this incident, and they broadcast photos of Du Wensen’s death, which were almost identical.

In Jushan Mental Hospital, Du Wensen, Deadpool, Peter, Neve, and Andrew were watching the news together.

"Peter, your photography skills are very good. You captured all of my handsomeness. I think you can consider becoming a reporter after graduation!" Deadpool, who was missing half of his head, licked the cone and praised.

"But that's Mr. Du's face!" Peter explained.

"Wow, you reminded me!" Deadpool turned around and shouted to Du Wensen: "Du! You promised me that as soon as the task is completed, you will help me change back to my handsome face before. You won't lie to me again. Right? I swear if you lie to me again this time, I..."

"The Viper Gang has indeed found a way to temporarily repair your face. In addition, although it has been proven that the artificial Rubik's Cube cannot resurrect Vanessa, it seems that there is an Aesir clan in this world, and maybe they have a way. "Du Wensen said while playing with a black cube in his hand.

"Aesir? Great, I will find them, and you have to help me then!" Deadpool said with satisfaction.

At this time, Andrew shouted dissatisfied: "Guys! Can any of you tell me what is going on? Why do I feel like I don't know the truth!"

"Mr. Andrew, actually I don't know, I'm just responsible for bringing Mr. Deadpool back!" Peter replied.

Andrew looked at Du Wensen.

"Because the dead are not condemned!"

The voice appeared, Matthew walked in, put the file in his hand in front of Du Wensen and said: "This morning, all the prisoners admitted that they deliberately framed you, and a gang in the bank robbery also surrendered and proved that they were responsible. Can you tell me what is the reason for all this?"

Under everyone's gaze, Du Wensen pressed the black square on the file.

"The answer is right here!"

Suddenly, everyone's eyes were fixed on the black square again.

Matthew reached out and picked up the black text block, looked at it carefully, frowned and said, "This looks like a mechanism box. Could it be that if you open it, you can know the secret inside?"

But after trying for a while, he gave up and said, "I can't open it. Who can help me?"

"Wow! I like this thing the most." Deadpool grabbed the black square and started playing with it.

Five seconds later, Deadpool raised his sword.

"No! This kind of mechanism box cannot be destroyed by violence, otherwise the contents inside will be destroyed!" Matthew loudly stopped him.

He still said it was too late, and the black square was cut in half.

Deadpool took out a piece of paper and read.

"Congratulations! Mr. Du Wensen, after testing, you successfully won the entrance ticket to the secret room escape game. This is the most realistic secret room game we have carefully designed. We look forward to you becoming the first escapee."

Suddenly Matthew understood.

"So many people have died in the past few days, and they have set up such a big scheme to frame you, just to test whether you are qualified to participate in some of their bullshit secret escape games? Damn it, I have to get to the bottom of this case."

"Chief Matthew!" Du Wensen took the note and said, "Have you ever thought about why the FBI didn't investigate this matter thoroughly? And you are just a police chief. Do your job well and catch the murderer you have. Just convict and the case is solved.”

A friendly reminder: “Don’t do anything beyond your capabilities.”

"So far, I have done nothing. You found the murderer, you solved the case, and the police station was bombed because of you. I am the chief of this area. Now I can't find the real murderer. ?" Matthew said angrily.

Du Wensen nodded: "Isn't this good? At least in the eyes of others, you have successfully solved a series of major cases and you have become famous. Didn't your boss praise you?"

Matthew gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it! I don't need this. What I want is the real murderer. Please tell me who the real murderer is. You must know it, right?"

Du Wensen smiled slightly and replied: "Sorry, I don't know!"

Matthew sighed: "I will definitely find the murderer!"

After that, he left with a face full of disappointment.

Du Wensen thought for a while, took out an envelope from the sofa and handed it to Andrew: "Burn it for me!"

"Naughty Jack? Who is this? Du, why don't you even read the content of the letter?" Andrew asked in confusion.

"secret!"