Chapter 466

Blatter's eyes swept calmly over the woman who had stopped breathing. The blood clotted quickly and did not flow to the ground. At the same time, he noticed that Reinhart's left hand on chitila's shoulder seemed to tremble slightly.

Huh?

All of a sudden, Blatter's eyes moved. He seemed to see a strange light flash away. He rubbed his eyes and found that it was just an illusion. He shook his head and ignored it.

At this time, no one knows what Reinhart's mood is like.

After a while, Reinhardt's body finally moved. He sighed with a slight tone and took his eyes away from the dead woman in front of him.

"Blatter, get rid of her body." Reinhart yelled at the tall man not far away.

Blatter nodded and came over, looking at the woman who had lost and disappeared. Even if she died, her posture was still so elegant.

Generally speaking, this kind of thing will not be handled by Blatter himself, but Blatter knows what this woman means to Reinhart.

He took the woman's body and walked out of the office.

The family members in the office were silent for a while. At last, Moser broke the silence. He looked at Reinhart and said with a smile, "brother, how do you deal with the follow-up work left by this woman?"

After all, a deputy editor in chief of the Beihai branch of the world economic journal died, and he always had to do some aftercare work.

"Let's make it a shipwreck."

Reinhart thought for a moment and said, then glancing at the family members, he continued: "just before chitila died, he told me that there was another CP8 spy in Beihai who had been lurking for more than ten years."

Everyone was shocked. Unexpectedly, there was such a potential threat.

"At present, the only information we know is the spy code of that guy, which is called zero."

Reinhart said again.

"Every member of CP8 is an intelligence expert. It is obviously impossible to find the target with a code name." Meister came over and said.

"I used to deal with CP agents in the dark world in the first half of the great route."

"Yes, it's no less than looking for a needle in a haystack." Reinha nodded and looked at mester again: "can you find a way to issue a reward order for CP8 spy [zero] through your name in the paradise killer world?"

The paradise in Reinhardt's mouth is naturally the first half of the great route, which is the distance from the upside down mountain to the shambaldi islands. It is different from the chaos and cruelty of the new world and is called paradise.

This is Reinhart's sudden idea. If we start with Meister's name in the paradise killer world, it may have unexpected effects, especially the title of "night demon", which has enough weight in the paradise killer world.

This made everyone stunned for a moment. Those present didn't know Meister's identity background in the park. After hearing Reinhart's words, they all turned their eyes to Meister.

But Meister immediately responded, offering a reward [zero] in the killer world of paradise is a good way.

"Yes, it is. If you offer a reward only by a code, it is estimated that it will be difficult to make great progress in a short time." Meister naturally understood that in the world of Paradise killers, killers rarely touch mysterious and difficult to identify targets. They are not afraid of causing trouble. After all, even government officials around the world dare to offer rewards.

Another reason why they don't want to spend too much time searching for targets is the rating problem in the killer world.

How to rate such a goal? Without rating, killers may not be willing to accept the reward.

"We can only take one step first. We can't waste too much energy on this kind of thing." Reinha nodded, "if you can, it's OK to increase the reward. There will always be killers who are interested in zero. Maybe we will meet people who are also looking for zero."

After hearing this, Meister nodded: "that's settled. I'll contact the former killer agent. He is professional in this kind of thing."

Since he disbanded the music company, left the paradise and left the killer world, he has never contacted his killer agent. I don't know if he will help himself in the past.

After a few words with Reinhart, Meister turned and left the office.

The rest of the members talked to Reinhart for a moment and then left one by one.

On the one hand, Reinhart deliberately showed them why he wanted to call on all members of the family and kill chitila, a CP8 spy, in front of them.

On the other hand, he wanted to let them know that he could even kill chitila himself. As long as he betrayed, no one could escape death.

Somewhere in the dark of the night, there was a little light in the quiet night sky, and a figure was lying on the cold ground near the messy gravel.

It seemed to be a corpse, but at this moment, the corpse moved slightly, and then the trace of tremor became more and more obvious.

Suddenly there was a slight gasp, and then

Puff hiss a shock, like the crisp sound of falling water, a beautiful image with scarlet blood all over her body, like breathing the air at last, suddenly spitting out a piece of scarlet blood in her mouth, after which her breathing finally became smooth.

At the same time, her body suddenly has a clear sound, like some kind of preset switch, after triggering to the preset node, immediately began to operate.

The next second, the wound on her chest began to heal itself. It was a strange scene. It seemed that the corpse was resurrected from death to life. From this moment on, she was completely reborn.

She struggled and tried to stand up, but there was no strength in her whole body, so she lay on the cold gravel and gasped violently. She felt a large clot of blood in her chest, which was piercing, even in the dark.

However, the sharp pain gradually eased, and the wound gradually healed.

She was very surprised. She felt that the scene was like a dream, but she had never felt such a real dream.

"He didn't kill me. After all, he still won't give up?"

She murmured to herself, don't you feel that she has been in tears, is it the touch of the afterlife?

After a long time, a blood stained shadow stood up in the night. She looked at the clock harbor in the distance, leaving a reluctant look, and then disappeared into the night.

The morning light is near, but the darkness of the night is still shrouded in fog, and the footsteps of the progressors are clattering.