Nicole hurriedly nodded.
"Is there anyone else in the room?"
Nicole shook her head while trembling.
"I, I saw you on the street this morning!”
"Follow me."
"No, no!" Fear flashed in Nicole's eyes. This fear was not because of 47, but because of something else.
47 did not say anything. He used his actions to show his attitude. He grabbed Nicole with his hands behind her back and pressed the Hedburgh ATM against the back of her head.
"Alright, alright! Don't shoot! I'll go with you! I'll go get a coat!"
Nicole's hands were grabbed by 47 as she cursed in the local dialect of Russia.
"Let go of me, I'll walk by myself!"
"Get in!" 47 said coldly.
"I don't want to go in!"
47 used his actions to speak. He stuffed Nicole into the bag with one hand.
"Ah! There's a dead person inside!" Nicole cried out.
When the 47 closed the trunk, Nicole was still crying and screaming," Bastard, let me out!”
47 drove to the temporary safe house. Nicole was tied to a chair.
"You, you want to kill me?" Nicole asked in fear.
47 retracted his gaze from the window and walked to Nicole." I need to ask you some questions. You'd better answer me truthfully.”
"Have you seen me before today?”
Nicole shook her head blankly.
"Why were you on the street where you saw me today?”
"My boyfriend asked me to wait for his driver there.”
"Michelle Belicoff?"
"Yes, yes!" Nicole hurriedly nodded.
"How is that possible? I've already shot him in the head with a sniper rifle. How can he still give a speech in the afternoon?”47 asked.
A hint of hesitation flashed across Nicole's eyes. She obviously knew something, but she still shook her head fearfully. She looked at 47 timidly, hoping that he would be kind enough to let her go.
However, her pleading gaze was destined to be wasted because the other party was a ruthless killer.
"Then you are no longer useful to me.”47 said indifferently, as if what he was going to do next was as casual as throwing trash.
"Wait! Wait a minute! I-I know some things!" Nicole subconsciously shouted.
After a moment of hesitation, Nicole decided to reveal Belicoff's secret. Although it was only a part of it, she hoped that it would be enough to exchange for her life.
"Substitute, he has a substitute like Sam!”
"I didn't shoot a substitute. Belicoff is dead.”47 said coldly.
After saying that, 47 walked behind Nicole, took out his Silver Dancer, a silver-plated Hedburgh ATM, and placed it on Nicole's head.
Nicole felt a chill at the back of her head. 47 looked at Nicole's despairing side profile. Nicole closed her eyes and tears flowed down the tattoo on her face.
In 47's mind, the cold training room, painful tattoos, and numb brainwashing scenes flashed past. His index finger on the trigger stopped.
"Why did you…tattoo your face?”
Nicole's sobbing voice was mixed with unbearable memories." Because this is the only thing that Belicoff doesn't know how to fight.”
47 put down the Silver Dancer." Tell me about Ude Belicoff.”
"Michelle's brother?" Nicole looked at 47. Although she did not understand why he had changed his mind and not killed her, she was glad that she had survived…
"He sold people, women, forced them to sell their bodies, sold weapons, drugs, the CIA and Russia's secret police wanted him dead, but Michelle protected him.”
"Get up, get up. You have to come with me.”
"No, no! I can't go with you. If he finds out that I've left the apartment, he'll kill me!”Nicole said in horror. The fear in her eyes made her look extremely fragile.
"He used me to kill Michelle and then used you to frame me. The person who died in the trunk was your driver.”No. 47 pulled out a Browning 92. Nicole was shocked.
47 placed Browning on the table and looked into Nicole's eyes." He was going to use this gun to kill you! Without me, you would have died.”
"You, where are you going?"
47's voice sounded like he had fallen into a deep abyss. It was bone-chilling and chilling." I want to complete the mission I originally accepted-kill Michelle Belicoff! Then find the mastermind behind the scenes!”
……
"Captain Gunaev, I need to talk to you.”Mike said.
Gunaev looked tired. He nodded." I think we both need a cup of coffee. Come with me."”
"We have set up three road checkpoints and blocked all traffic. The international airport has been closed! There were three times as many border guards as usual. He couldn't escape St. Peter's Castle.”
"Where's the train station?"
"They've all been closed."
"What about St. Peter's station?" asked Mike.”
"There are no trains leaving Russia at this station.”
Mike lit a cigarette and did not speak.
" Why do you think he'll go deep into Russia?" asked Gunaev, who seemed to understand what Mike meant.”
"Because I've been tracking him for three years. I know him better than anyone else.”Mike's voice was full of fatigue. It was obvious how much of a blow the three years of fruitless training had dealt him.
Mike finished the coffee in one gulp.”
……
"Hanago, what are you looking at?" Yang Fan asked.
"Brother, that sister has a really good figure.”Hanago's face was slightly red.
Yang Fan was speechless. When the system generated Hanago, Hanago was eighteen years old. In essence, she was just a little girl who was developing. Such a little girl would inevitably have thoughts of comparing herself with others of the same sex in normal life.
Yang Fan looked in the direction that Hanago was pointing at. Yes, his figure was indeed not bad. Unfortunately, there was a man beside him, especially since this man was not handsome. Yang Fan felt extremely unbalanced. It was fine if his back was ugly, but he was also bald... Wait! F * ck!
Yang Fan quickly pulled Hanago into the crowd.
"Brother? What's wrong?"
"Why do I run into this God of Killing everywhere I go?”Yang Fan's smile was bitter. He saw 47.
"Let's go, let's wait for this killing god to leave before taking the bus to Mosco.”
"Big brother!"
"What's wrong?" Yang Fan asked.
"Look! The bald black guy from last night."
Yang Fan quickly glanced at the crowd when he heard that. As expected, he saw the bald man.
Yang Fan cursed in his heart, F * ck! I've been having a conflict with Baldy recently, haven't I?”
"Go back, go back!" Yang Fan and Hanago immediately turned around. This was a traffic artery. It was not a wise choice to make a scene here.
Yang Fan was here for a vacation, not to risk his life!
"Big brother!"
"What now?" Yang Fan suddenly had a bad feeling.
"There are agents!" Hanago pointed at Yuri Makarov and the others from Russia's Department of Homeland Security.
F * ck!
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