Bionic Era

The rain played sorrow in the world outside the door.

The world inside the door is relatively quiet.

The thin man stood at the door, facing everyone.

"I need an explanation." He said coldly.

"What's the explanation?"

"Hand over that murderer, pay another sum of money, and get out of the city with your people."

This tone is like a villain in China.

Everyone looked at each other thoughtfully.

They spent two days in the central city, collected various information, and gained a certain understanding of the power of the entire city.

In this city, two organizations have been competing.

One is called the temple and the other is called the secret door.

I don't know why the leaders who established these two organizations came up with such a second name.

"Brother, do you have any tangible evidence to show that it was indeed our people who killed you?" asked a member of the team.

"No." The thin man said coldly.

"That's it? If there is no accurate evidence, you can ask others to get out of the way. Are you invincible to see too much?"

In terms of ridicule, everyone in Xia Chuluo's team is a master.

At the beginning, her father Xiazheng's words were quite sharp, and they often made others speechless.

Xia Chuluo leaned against the counter and said calmly: "People from the temple?"

"Since you know my identity, then hurry up." The thin man looked at everyone indifferently.

The other three tenants in the lobby had different expressions, but they were all wary.

That organization sounds wicked by its name.

The concept they spread is even more evil, thinking that there are gods living in the floating city, so the floating city is so different and able to float in the air.

"Miss Xia, the people of the temple, you can't provoke them in the central city." The shop owner was very quick and whispered behind Xia Chuluo.

"This kind of thing is the most troublesome."

Xia Chuluo took back his gun.

She picked up the commemorative old revolver on the table, pulled out the magazine to the left, fiddled with it a few times, the magazine quickly rotated, and the sound was very pleasant.

"I have to do it myself."

Xia Chuluo didn't like it. She felt that many plots were more intellectually retarded. For example, the villain reported himself when he came up.

This kind of plot is often accompanied by a lot of nonsense.

But Xia Chuluo likes to be direct.

So she raised the gun in her hand.

Accompanied by a "bang" gunshot, the bullet popped out of the chamber.

Very short moment.

The first floor of the hotel seems to be a freeze-frame movie scene.

The bullet was spinning slowly in the air.

The expression on the owner's face slowly turned from humility to horror. The three tenants showed a sense of panic at the same time, and the team members were also a little surprised.

As long as Lu Wen is the most normal.

Small scene.

Just calm down.

The feeling the man fell backwards, there was heavy rain outside the door, and the rain was slowly buffered with blood stains.

...

In a tall building not far away.

Duan Tiannan is watching all this through the quasi-mirror.

When he saw that man fell to the ground, he sighed: "Xia Chuluo's parents died because of the operation of Floating City. That guy actually dared to declare himself in front of her, saying that he was a member of the temple. It is strange that he is not dead."

"The organization of the temple is indeed a group of fools. It's fine to worship Floating City, and actually think that there are gods in it."

...

Inside the hotel.

Xia Chuluo retracted the revolver.

The sudden shot made many people at the scene stunned for a while.

She turned to look at the innkeeper, her expression indifferent.

"Miss Xia, don't worry, I immediately burned the surveillance tonight, no, I burned all the surveillance since this time, and told the mechanical deacons that the surveillance broke a long time ago, and I didn't see anything!"

The boss is very cooperative, of course fear predominates.

Having opened the shop for so long, it was the first time someone shot and killed someone in front of him.

This girl is a cruel person.

Xia Chuluo nodded, and turned his attention to the three tenants who had not left.

The three people looked different.

"There is blood on the edge of the shoe. You often see **** scenes. You have a strong psychological quality, so you didn't rush to clean it. But your glasses are relatively high and your physique cannot be a killer. There are traces of a mask on your face. You are a doctor." Xia Chuluo looked at the first person.

"The palms are rough, dry and cracked, there are black oil stains in the gaps, and there are scars of different depths on the arms. You are a mechanic." This was what she said to the second person.

"As for you..."

Xia Chuluo looked at the third person.

"Wearing wide trousers, but when sitting, the right calf is obviously protruding. There is a gun. You are very cautious. You have killed more than one person. I am talking to you. Your left hand is always on your waist. Left-handed, there is also a gun behind his left waist."

When Xia Chuluo stopped talking, the hotel fell silent again.

She paused, thought for a moment, and continued to speak: "I was wrong just now. You are not left-handed. Your left arm should be a mechanical arm with greater power, so you learned to use your left hand to attack."

"When I first sat, the doctor and the mechanic were in a daze. Only you were frowning and thinking. You wanted to kill someone, but after all, you feel that you are still too weak to qualify."

At the beginning of Xia Lola pulled a chair and sat down slowly.

"If you live in the central city for a long time, you don’t need to rent a hotel, so you have just come to this city. The person you want to kill has a high status in this city. It is probably one of the two organizations. When you come to the temple, your look has changed slightly, so the person you want to kill also belongs to the temple."

The man looked calm, and he did have a gun on his left waist.

He took the gun out and put it on the table.

This is to show Xia Chuluo that he is not hostile.

"The temple organization only operates in the central city. If you are from another city, that organization can't provoke you at all, so you belong to this city, but for some reason, you lost your left arm back then. Had to leave the city like a mourning dog."

"You are not young anymore, you are in your early forties. Let me think about it. Your family, probably your daughter, was killed by the people of the temple. You went to take revenge at that time, but then you were too weak... I have been in other cities for a long time, are you ready to come back and do it again?"

The man is indeed over forty, with a firm face and calm eyes~www.NovelMTL.com~ His right arm is muscular, with many small scars.

"Don't worry, I won't say anything to those mechanical deacons." He said seriously.

The other two.

The doctor and mechanic also hurriedly said that they hadn't seen anything.

Since everyone is very cooperative, there is nothing to say.

Let the corpse hang outside the door overnight. Naturally, a mechanical deacon will come to ask about it tomorrow morning.

Xia Chuluo got up and was about to take everyone upstairs.

The middle-aged man suddenly asked, "Miss, do you know how to read mind?"

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