Chapter 066 Killer Simulator (2 in 1)
This fictional city named Kro was built on an island. It had sea roads, undersea traffic tunnels, and a huge airport. The headquarters of Super Brain Research was located here. Countless people traveled back and forth here every day, and there were flights from early morning to night. As No. 8 mentioned in the information, most of the targets were immediate, and some only stayed for a few hours.
Ji Xu bought sunglasses and Bluetooth headphones on the way, leaned on the motorcycle and clicked on the documents. Perhaps out of habit, No. 8 sorted the tasks according to price and importance, which was more appropriate than the rhythm of tasks interspersed in some games.
He took a quick look through them and found that he just had to follow the order, because he didn't need to select the goals in them, as they were all in line with his values - he didn't know whether the simulator was for review, or to understand his personality, or a combination of both.
Ji Xu switched back to private chat: "Your card number."
Number 8: “Hmm?”
After he finished wondering, he remembered the document and said directly, "It's not important. If you want to thank me, you can change the conditions. Are you willing to give up some of your information and let me use it as a bargaining chip to exchange with others? The transaction candidates and scope are within your permission."
Ji Xu didn't care much about this: "Okay, but will anyone really change?"
Number 8: "I know the Death Note I compiled so well that I would be happy if I could complete only one tenth of it."
He said meaningfully: "Believe me, in a few days, you will become very popular."
Ji Xu did not reply. He was judging the maximum price he could accept, and then said, "Except for my real-time location and safe house, everything else is fine. You can judge the value. But I have one request. You must tell me any information about these three people."
He sent the post that the narrator had previously disguised as an advertisement.
Number 8 flipped through the chat history and doubted his life: "When did I send it to you... It must be an accident at work, be careful next time. I didn't expect you to be interested in this. I sorted it out a few years ago. I will help you find it when I am free. Now there is only half an hour left before the first person on the list leaves by plane. Aren't you going to get busy?"
The response was a photo. Ji Xu seemed to be at some high place. In the corner of the camera, he could vaguely see a wide and flat airport. The entire airport was smaller than a fingernail.
Number Eight immediately pulled up a map of the area near Kro Airport. He calculated the location based on the direction and length of the shadow on the picture and discovered that it was a construction site to the west of the airport. There were only a few low-rise pedestals, and no matter how hard he looked, he couldn't find a location that met the required height.
He doubted that Ji Xu could really fly: "Where are you? There shouldn't be any high-rise buildings there?"
"Crane." Ji Xu said.
Sitting cross-legged on the pulley at the top, Ji Xu placed a sniper rifle that had just been unpacked on his legs. "I just told the foreman that the boss wanted to treat us to a drink, and then I transferred the money to him and asked him to take everyone to take a shower as soon as possible. He thought no one would joke about money, and he was also anxious to contact the hotel to prepare for the dinner, so he took everyone away."
"…You weren't planning on going to the airport from the beginning?"
"We don't have enough time. The target is about to board the plane. Even if I sneak into the waiting area with a gun, I won't be able to find anyone." Ji Xu said, "The passengers are all out. Let's talk later."
"See you later." Number 8 joked, "I'll let you know if there's a target worth cutting in line. I hope you didn't make up for the sleep during the day. After all, normal people's work and travel are concentrated in the daytime, not freelancers who are on call all day."
Ji Xu didn’t see the subsequent news.
He was making preparations. People were coming out one after another, dragging suitcases. They looked smaller than ants to the naked eye. Ji Xu took off his gloves and sunglasses that were in the way. He changed the lenses to change his facial features, so that passersby would think "this is a rich man with nothing to do who is going to play golf." As for the cameras, he would hide himself.
Ji Xu's habit is that he only needs to have a pair of glasses on his face. He doesn't do this at other times because it looks very strange to meet people wearing glasses. It feels like his habit has become a fashion item.
He waited patiently for the target to appear. There were too many passers-by around, and their walking speeds were different, occasionally blocking the back of the target's head. Ji Xu waited for a while to make sure that the passers-by would not suddenly speed up to block the bullet for the target. When the person in the center of the camera walked two-thirds of the way without noticing, Ji Xu pulled the trigger.
"Bang--"
He quickly put on the sniper rifle, left the chaos and screams in the distant camera, slid down the cable of the crane, found the motorcycle parked not far away and left.
It was then that Ji Xu saw the message from No. 8. He replied, "You can be anytime from 7 to 11 pm. Don't disturb me at other times, except for the three people who are particularly concerned."
The other party did not reply. He must be busy with forum and commission matters. Just like he said, he is not always there. Ji Xu was about to leave when he suddenly found another private message.
This forum does not allow direct private messages, unless you are the principal, executor, or administrator. Ji Xu guessed that the person on the other end should be the young man in a jacket he met in the bar.
Because his first sentence was: "Is this the thief anchor company and jailbreak you mentioned?"
The second sentence was very sincere: "Being a killer is such a waste of your talent. I think you are more suitable to be on a legal program."
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Even if he had more professional experience, he wouldn't say that. Wasn't he also a killer who was short of money but so dedicated that he would rather pay himself to get the relevant information?
The other party quickly apologized and added, "Excuse me, this is not a curse. I just think that with your resume, it can be used by global news stations for a separate column or even several issues. They won't have to worry about material for the next six months. Even if it's another 70 or 80 years, your work experience is worth being written about by all media and included in the teaching materials for training law enforcement personnel around the world."
Ji Xu was silent for a while.
All of his glorious deeds are written into textbooks, so why is he the only negative example?
Several minutes passed, and Ji Xu still couldn't find a suitable point to reply, so he simply closed the private chat and headed towards the second target.
When he said it casually in the bar, he never thought that the person who accepted the task would also be able to see the client's introduction. The first impression after opening one's eyes is often the most impressive. Just as Ji Xu always thought that the client's information was confidential, otherwise why would No. 8 come to him, but he never considered that the guy took the opportunity to actively approach him to talk...
The second target was a tourist who came by car and would leave at noon today. He had just finished his meal and wanted to drive to the sea highway. Ji Xu shot him from a distance the moment he came out, then immediately put away his gun and left.
The third, fourth, fifth...
Ji Xu couldn't remember what time it was, but he only knew that it was already afternoon. He had wasted most of his time on the road, running on countless roads leading to distant islands. Halfway through the day, he met a target who was very vigilant and had bodyguards with him.
This had happened before, but Ji Xu had dealt with them all. But this person was different. He didn't even want to get out of the car. The windows were covered with blackout film to block the people inside. The large transparent screen on the driver's seat was covered with a special substance, making it impossible to see clearly what was going on inside. Ji Xu was not even sure whether the target was sitting in the passenger seat or in the back.
Under the bodyguard's cold scrutiny, the people who came to discuss business went in tremblingly and came out tremblingly.
Ji Xu thought about it and really didn't want to chase this man across seven blocks anymore, so he simply removed the scope, turned the gun around, and relied on his memory to blow up the tire that was about to start moving.
The car body shook violently and one corner collapsed slightly.
The bodyguards in black suits estimated the shooting position based on the trajectory without thinking, and fired a few shots without hesitation. The experienced Ji Xu had already hidden behind the bunker. Hiding in the shadows, he quietly hooked his fingers on the just-removed scope, observed the distance, and raised his hand to block the sunlight above his head to prevent the reflective spots from exposing his position.
The bodyguards were tense and serious, and immediately split into two groups. Most of them stayed where they were, guarding the mission target in the car with a vigilant look, while the rest drove in the opposite direction, braving the wave of fleeing pedestrians to surround the fleeing suspicious people.
Number 8, who had just found some time to read the news, said: "What the hell, what have you done?!"
He combined Kro's breaking news today with the task completion message sent by Jixu. The neat check marks behind the names made him dizzy. He couldn't help but say weakly, "This is just a file sorting, not your task list. Why do you have to clean it up from the beginning without missing a single one?"
Ji Xu took a look, then looked up again at the bodyguards in the distance. He said bluntly, "Anyway, we can get it done as long as we plan the route."
Is this something that can be done casually?!
Even if he was joking that it was a Death Note, it didn't mean that everyone who went up there would die!!
Number 8 had never felt so suffocated before: "Wait a minute, don't talk. I'm checking the forum. Someone said that the man who specializes in killing people who leave Crow Island appeared at No. 6, Southwest Third Street... This is not the real-time location I betrayed. You just ambushed a target on Southwest Third Street?... This is the number... The twelfth one. Have you had any rest today?!!"
"To be precise, it's not even twelve yet," Ji Xu put down the scope, held up the gun and typed with one hand, "It's now."
He shot at the co-pilot's seat according to his memory, and the black film on the co-pilot's seat was stained with faint bloodstains.
There were footsteps behind Ji Xu, and many bodyguards gathered downstairs. He pulled the trigger again with a very steady hand.
Bang--
Another gunshot was heard. Ji Xu put the sniper rifle on his back and took out a grenade from his pocket.
There was no time to see what No. 8 sent. Originally, the bodyguards' main search area was at the traffic intersection, but no one expected that the murderer did not choose to leave. Instead, he was so skilled and bold that he stayed where he was. This gave everyone an outlet for their anger. Their footsteps were hurried and heavy, revealing a sense of anger that could not be contained.
Ji Xu bit off the pull ring, supported the edge of the roof with one hand, threw the grenade downstairs, and jumped down half a second before the people outside the door came in.
The grenade bounced and landed on the ground.
The people below took a deep breath at the same time and suddenly scattered and fled as if a wolf had entered a flock of sheep. Ji Xu hung on the roof with one hand and kicked the glass of the room below to pieces. He jumped in without hesitation among the glass fragments that refracted countless rays of sunlight.
The crowd screamed and moved away from him. Ji Xu pushed up his sunglasses and nodded politely to apologize: "Sorry for disturbing you."
What answered him was still countless screams and chaos with things thrown everywhere.
While the explosion downstairs was over and the bodyguards hadn't reacted yet, Ji Xu used his gloves to hold the edge of the sharp fragment. He half-crouched and half-stood on the window frame for a few seconds, turned around and pulled out a dagger: "Sorry, I don't have any cash with me now. This is an apology. The craftsmanship is pretty good."
After saying that, he jumped down.
Several bodyguards who reacted quickly stood up with their guns drawn.
Ji Xu knocked down all the people who stood up with smooth movements. He got on the motorcycle, stepped on the accelerator and left. His skills were definitely extraordinary. In addition, he memorized all the nearby streets with just a few glances from the high place. The bodyguard was an outsider who came with his boss, so Ji Xu quickly got rid of the others.
The employer is dead, and the bodyguard has to accept the fact that the mission has failed no matter how reluctant he is. Delaying will only result in greater losses, so he has to give up the chase in frustration.
Ji Xu slowed down and found a relatively remote place where there were a lot of people around. His cell phone kept vibrating, so he stopped by the wall and tore open a chocolate nut bar. Even if he was busy at work, he couldn't skip dinner, so he opened the message.
Number 8: “???”
Number 8: "What do you mean now? You just killed him?"
Number 8: "You managed to make it to the second shot, not bad."
Number 8: "You actually stayed there after firing the gun and didn't move. Are you waiting to die?!!"
It can be seen that his mental journey was very ups and downs, and he collapsed.
Because the other party's emotions were so intense, Ji Xu even thought about it seriously. He and No. 8 had only known each other for two days. When did their relationship become so good that he would send a question? Is this the mentality of an investor who doesn't want to lose money? Coincidentally, No. 8 sent another message: "Are you alive?"
Ji Xu was still thinking, and took a few seconds to weigh how to answer.
He clicked on the task list.
After thinking about it, I checked the box behind the twelfth goal.
"Looks like he's alive." Number 8 typed out this sentence without any surprise, as if he was sneering in words. However, he had no position to say anything else. It was normal for people like them to die suddenly or to survive by holding on for a breath. It was abnormal to die and come back to life. Knowing that the matter was over, he calmed down. "Why didn't you leave before? Did you deliberately alert them?"
Ji Xu confirmed his guess: "The target is too vigilant. He would rather change the spare tire than take the risk of coming out. The first shot was deliberately aimed at the tire to alert the bodyguards and allow me to observe where they look back and the direction of protection."
The moment the gunshot was heard, the bodyguard first looked up instinctively, then subconsciously observed the location of the bullet and the safety of his employer. Ji Xu only needed to determine where the person was based on their reaction and end the farce neatly.
He didn't need to calculate the specific location of the target's head and heart. The sniper rifle was designed to kill with one shot from a distance. Hitting the torso would form a cavity due to the huge power and puncture damage. Especially since Ji Xu was worried about being unsafe, he still calmly fired another shot. The probability of the target being alive was as low as the probability when Ji Xu returned to the simulator before.
It is said that unless he suddenly changes his mind, it is absolutely impossible.
At this time, Ji Xu remembered the topic that No. 8 had said to him: "What does it mean to kill people who leave Crow Island?"
Number 8 said subtly and critically, "You don't know? In your eyes, you are doing the tasks in chronological order, with reason and method. Others are almost scared by you and dare not step out of the island. You specialize in assassinating people who leave, as if you have a quirk that doesn't allow even a grain of sand to escape. Thanks to you, the first few who decided to change their plans and the others who are about to come have changed their order."
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No wonder this target was still talking about business everywhere. After chasing him for seven blocks, he didn't seem to be in a hurry to leave.
He leaned his back against the wall and sincerely reflected on himself: "I'm sorry, this is the first time someone assigned me an action, and I didn't consider the consequences when I executed it."
This was not an important task, he just wanted to improve his ranking. Fortunately, he could collect more information by interviewing on the forum. However, after speedrunning all the way, all his targets disappeared.
Number 8 was in a good mood. "Compared to the few hours wasted adjusting the order, your actions are more valuable. I'll modify the document later. More than half of those who didn't come have decided not to set foot on Crow Island until the killer is caught. People on the island have also refunded their tickets and are staying in hotels and homes. They won't set foot on any roads off the island in the short term. Congratulations, you'll have a lot more free time in the future and can get a good night's sleep."
Ji Xu had been staying up late for too long, so his mind didn't work properly in a short time. He narrowed his eyes, and since he knew the remaining target had escaped, he became lazy and asked, "More than half?"
Number 8 gloated: "I can tell you've never worked for anyone before. Of course you were forced to come here by your boss. Unless Crow Island is flooded, don't even think about taking a vacation." Then he added, "I'm going to sort it out first, you keep busy."
Ji Xu blinked for a while, yawned, and slowly typed a reply: "Good night."
He was really too sleepy. Ji Xu was one of those people who had a regular schedule, which was rare in modern society. This was also related to his habits. He had always been like this since he was a child, so it had never changed.
Unless there was something to do, Ji Xu would never stay up late, and the number of times he pulled all-nighters could be counted on one hand, except for the time when he was the host and stayed up until the early morning to set off fireworks, and the other time was when he used a simulator to command others to escape from prison. This two days and one night of high-intensity operation was his limit, maintaining long-distance precision sniping that required brainpower and eyesight for a long time. When he knew that he didn't have to rush to tick the Death Note, Ji Xu was swept into sleepiness almost the next second.
He rubbed his eyes, put on the more familiar thin-framed glasses, and stared at the black screen of his mobile phone for a while. Then he suddenly seemed to remember what to do. He took off his jacket and gloves belatedly, then pried open the gunny inside the bullet and poured it on to ignite it.
Ji Xu doesn't smoke. Rather than carrying a lighter with him, he prefers to roll a crystal ball when he's bored.
After confirming that the smell of gunpowder on his body had mostly dissipated, Ji Xu turned around and headed for the safe house he had purchased before. The place chosen by the bartender was remote and uninhabited, with Ji Xu being the only one within a radius of several hundred meters. He pulled out the key and walked straight to the door, then picked up a dagger and violently unlocked it.
“…”
Ji Xu was lying on the sofa in a daze. He seemed to see a cactus running around in the ball, which looked like a hamster cage. It kept muttering, "I am a tree hole, I am a tree hole. I cannot actively disturb my employer."
Next to it, there is a keyboard that is typing frantically. In the blink of an eye, countless lines of records appear on the screen, and after a few seconds, they are deleted until only two lines remain. Following closely behind is a green drawing tablet, which is used for drawing when nothing is done. It remains in the draft stage for a long time, and previous materials are secretly imported when colleagues are not paying attention.
When Ji Xu woke up, he was still staring out the dark window in a daze.
He seemed to have had a strange dream just now. It was mainly because he had never been tired from staying up late before, so his brain was automatically replaying the whole dream for him.
The first half is about a group of simulator employees slacking off like crazy, but in the middle they inexplicably return to reality. Ji Xu travels back and forth between various lectures and seminars, constantly taking notes and preparing papers, as if he has returned to the time when he just passed the exam. In the second half, he sits in a lecture hall with incandescent lights on, listening to his instructor, who had been discussing philosophy, then changes his topic to talk about crimes. Ji Xu pondered for a long time in his dream, wondering when the major he chose became public security investigation.
Ji Xu struggled to get up, his head was still dizzy. He cheered himself up and took a shower before returning to the clean bed. He originally just opened his mobile phone to check the received messages, but found a message sent by the young man in the jacket.
he:"???"
He: “Is this you?”
Ji Xu took a look at the post and fell into silence. He had met many people in the simulator, but people who loved their work and were as persistent as No. 8 were still very rare.
Administrator No. 8:
[Review and sort out c today's action path, mission time, target sequence, and the live broadcast of the 10-minute delay of future missions. Authorized screenshots are on the first floor. Please use the function of only viewing the original poster reasonably] (Add to favorites) (Popular)
The familiar nickname with bold white border is very eye-catching in the entire black and red website.
Ji Xu replied with a headache: "Don't worry about it, he is just trying to build momentum... Forget it, he is just joining in the fun and abusing his power. How is your mission tomorrow?"
He just mentioned it casually, but the young man in the jacket actively took the initiative to share: "Thanks to the clue you told me before, the person Fan Nian called before he died was one of the researchers of the Citong Group."
"I asked him what the Erythrium Group was doing, and he told me that plants don't have nerves, only signal transmission systems that are stimulated. So some people think that plants that have stress instincts and don't lose control are better defenses than guns. Who would have thought that a peaceful and harmless oasis is actually very dangerous? Just like the green ivy they want to promote at the meeting tomorrow, once the mechanism is triggered, it's like facing countless snakes."
He made himself sick by talking about it, with a look of disgust on his face, unwilling to mention it again: "Really, it reminds me of the 'Mist Jellyfish' they promoted last time, a lily that can turn its stamens into tentacles."
Ji Xu: "...?"
What the hell are you researching, Citong Group? No wonder people call you a ghost every day.
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