In a corner of Night City, Mikkelsen, who was wandering around, was suddenly shot in the chest, and a bullet penetrated his heart from behind.
Mikkelsen sighed and used his last strength to lean against the wall and slowly slide to the ground. He turned his head and looked behind him, but there was nothing there.
Judging from the wounds and rich experience, Mikkelsen knew that he had been hit by a small-caliber subsonic bullet. From the analysis of the undetectable sound, the gunman was not more than thirty meters away from him when he fired.
But there was nothing there now, and it wasn't until the blood stained his ginger coat that passers-by realized he was injured.
"What's going on? Do you need help?" A young man who looked less than thirty years old asked while nervously calling the police.
Mikkelsen shook his head. He was indeed a little more tenacious than ordinary people, but he was not strong enough to withstand such damage as a heart piercing.
Even if a doctor appeared in front of him the next second, he could not save his body.
It's a pity that his death was in vain this time, and no clues were found. Well, it can't be said that there were no clues at all.
After all, Mikkelsen has been secretly playing games with players for more than ten years, and both sides know something about each other.
He could at least confirm from this death that the gunman who fired the gun had two abilities: [Chameleon Mimicry] and [Ballistic Calculation].
Mikkelson straightened his bowler hat and took his last breath.
A few minutes later, a man with a popular face got out of the taxi, walked calmly through the crowd, stood in front of Mikkelsen's body, reached out and took away his top hat, put it directly on his head, and then
He quickly left under the different eyes of everyone.
On the next street, Mikkelsen took his top hat and walked into a clothing store to order a ginger suit that matched the hat. He looked out the window and smiled at the patrol cars passing by.
In return, in another city thousands of miles away, Mikkelsen had a naturalized stronghold raided and killed three pioneers in the battle who had no time to escape.
This is how the old rivals greet each other, and Mikkelsen understands more than Tanguy how difficult these players are.
They could always return from death again and again, changing their bodies and standing in front of him again.
This is also the reason why Mikkelsen fell in love with Tanguy. No matter what the real appearance behind it was, Tanguy really scared them.
Thinking of this, Mikkelsen called Tanguy. He knew what happened at the Plaza Hotel and also knew that Tanguy was there now.
Mikkelsen can't control Tangji for the time being, but it will be too easy for him to install spies in the city government and Green Wave Lake Security Group.
"Don, there is a very dangerous pioneer operating in your city. I will send you the information I have." Mikkelsen's call was answered and he didn't waste time: "If you find him, don't worry.
Take action and remember to contact me."
"It's hard to stay alive. These players have learned their lesson before. When they are in desperate situations, they will seize every opportunity to commit suicide." Tang Ji was searching the 'murderer's' room, trying to find any clues.
"Maybe if you are lucky, you will have the hard-nosed desire to find excitement?" Mikkelsen made an unfunny joke: "Anyway, remember to call me when the time comes. I have something to ask him."
"Do you know each other?" Tang Ji found a note left by the 'murderer' on his desk.
It says in cursive letters: Don't let down your guard, because I am everywhere, signed "Pioneer Z".
This was the murderer's provocation to Tang Ji.
"I'm not sure, but the style seems familiar." Mikkelsen said bluntly: "There have been too many deaths, and sometimes I am not so sensitive."
"I'll try my best, but don't forget that you already owe me a favor." Tang Ji said before hanging up the phone: "This is the second one."
Mikkelsen doesn't like to owe favors, but it becomes pleasurable if you're not prepared to pay them back.
Tanguy still didn't know Mikkelsen's little thoughts. At this time, he was in a larger sense of anger. The note left by the murderer had no practical meaning.
He is just enjoying this game, just like other players who are eager to enter this world.
Detective Alva was not the only person who died in the hotel. As law enforcement officers formally sealed off the hotel, they found eight bodies one after another on other floors.
Now, Tang Ji and the others knew how the murderer left the hotel quietly.
He first entered the safe passage, where he killed a cleaning lady hiding inside and smoking, then entered the 25th floor where the monitor was damaged, and opened the first door on his right.
The murderer conveniently killed the young couple inside, left the cleaning lady's body and the two bodies in the room, and hung a no-disturbance sign outside.
He then climbed up along the north exterior wall of the hotel, entered a suite on the 35th floor, and killed a family of five who were supposed to check out early this morning.
The law enforcement officers and detectives came up by elevator, while Tang Ji retraced the murderer's route.
So he understood faster than those people why the murderer suddenly changed his route and took action here, because through the window on the north side of the 35th floor, the first thing Tang Ji saw was the sumptuous breakfast on the dining table.
The victims staying here originally planned to check out at 6 o'clock and catch the 8 o'clock flight, so they ordered an expensive breakfast and had it delivered to the room at 4:30.
The murderer apparently noticed their breakfast and enjoyed the food here on their behalf.
Tang Ji found a footprint on the narrow platform outside the window. The murderer had obviously stopped here. He turned into the room, looked at the law enforcers who were carefully marking the scene, and walked straight past the first body.
That was the grandfather in the family. The deceased died of trauma. The murderer cut his throat with a fruit knife and threw the murder weapon next to the body.
Tang Ji looked at the fruit plate on the table. It was obvious that the murderer obtained the murder weapon from here.
The second body was that of the mother. She was lying beside the dining table, with a fork stuck in the back of her neck, the same style as the one on the dining table.
The third body was next to the mother, the daughter who was still a minor, killed by another fork.
The fourth corpse was three meters away. It was his father. A table knife was stabbed along the eye and into the brain. Tang Ji stood there and picked up a table knife of the same style from the table and suddenly threw it.
The table knife grazed the brim of a law enforcer's hat and was nailed to the wall. The entire path passed through the direction of the head of the father's corpse.
Obviously the murderer just wanted to come in for breakfast, so killing these four people was as natural as ordinary people entering a restaurant, taking off their hats and coats, all in a casual manner.
Tang Ji looked at the chair and confirmed that the murderer had actually done this. He hung his coat on the chair next to him for easy access.
He sat directly on the chair where the murderer had been, looking at the food and containers still in order on the table, imagining the murderer sitting next to the body, eating gracefully.
The gray-black flames slowly swept through the whole body, like a cat, surrounding the surface of the windbreaker, trying not to attract other people's attention.
Tang Ji stood up and walked to the fifth corpse, which was the grandmother of the family. She died of suffocation. The murderer held her head down from behind, and her throat was on the edge of the dressing table.
This deceased person was entirely done by the murderer in order to delay the discovery of the scene. He even killed her after breakfast.
"If you paid us to find this kind of perverted murderer before, we will help you work for free from now on." Bazel stood next to Tang Ji. He is a detective. Tang Ji can analyze it. He
It can be seen naturally.
"You can't afford it, this is a war." Tang Ji rejected Bazel's kindness: "Besides, I have plenty of money, don't save it for me."
He strode out of the suite and walked through the corridor into the opposite suite. This was also the murderer's route. The murderer walked through the corridor and entered this room and was only exposed to the surveillance for two seconds. The security guard in the surveillance room did not notice at all.
The same tragedy happened here. A businessman and his bodyguard lived in the suite, but the bodyguard obviously didn't have time to do his job.
The murderer passed by them and killed two people with a silenced weapon. The businessman did not even realize that he was dead in his sleep.
He then climbed up the exterior wall again from the south window until he reached the top floor, where he tackled a hotel attendant.
Tang Ji stood on the roof of the building, overlooking the Night City, and the footprints showed that the murderer had also stood here and overlooked the city.
The Plaza Hotel is ninety-nine stories high. The murderer climbed all the way up, had breakfast on the way, and killed seven people in less than an hour.
Obviously, he had superb skills and strong physical fitness. Tang Ji used Surte as the prototype in his mind and matched the face in the photo to create a virtual model of the suspect.
But soon, Tang Ji blurred the face. According to the information Mikkelsen just sent to Wu Qianying, those pioneers had mastered at least one kind of supernatural ability to change the appearance of human beings, but this ability often only
For use by advanced pioneers.
The murderer who left the note to Tangji had this ability. Mikkelsen guessed that he/she was a professional player on the Trail Blazers team.
But why is the murderer here? With this kind of disguise ability, he can leave the lobby in a big way, or casually replace a single traveler and blend in with the crowd to watch the fun.
Most murderers have a twisted heart of returning to the scene of the murder to admire their 'masterpiece'. Tang Ji has encountered several of them.
In fact, even if the murderer stood here, jumped down, and flew away from the scene with wings on his back, Tang Ji would not be surprised. After all, these pioneers can have any number of abilities.
He just doesn't understand the murderer's purpose...
Tang Ji looked into the distance and suddenly felt a ray of light flash through his eyes. He subconsciously crouched down and hid behind the eaves of the wall. Bazel also immediately lay down on the ground to guard against possible cold shots.
A few seconds later, Tang Ji didn't wait for the bullet. He stood up and looked in the previous direction. On the roof of the building opposite, a man waved his hand towards him and made a gesture of pressing a button.
Behind Tang Ji, a confused-looking law enforcement officer suddenly rushed to a fire equipment cabinet, pulled out a wired detonator from inside, and pressed it hard!
boom!
The entire Plaza Hotel was shaking, and Tang Ji felt the air wave push him from behind like a wall, and he was lifted out.
From the distance of the ninety-nineth floor, it would take eight or nine seconds to land. Tang Ji stretched out his prosthetic limb with force, pierced the insulation layer of the building with his fingers, and tore downwards along the insulation layer to slow down.
But the gunman behind him shot Tang Ji's prosthetic leg, and the impact caused him to lose his support instantly and fall downwards.
Tang Ji reached out again, and this time he used the [Reinforcement] ability to strengthen his windbreaker, then removed the buttons and let it float upward with the wind, blocking his hands.
This time, the bullet failed to interfere with him, and the prosthetic arm once again scratched the insulation layer, causing Tang Ji to stop at around the 30th floor.
The player was playing with him and enjoying the process, Tang Ji could feel it.
This time he took the initiative to let go and let himself fall downwards. When he was more than ten meters away from the ground, he slowed down again and finally landed safely.
In the past, it would have been difficult for Tang Ji's body and prosthetic limbs to withstand this kind of load, but now they were so strong that Tang Ji didn't even feel much pressure.
The murderer did not continue shooting. Tang Ji frowned and walked towards the building opposite. Because of the explosion at the Plaza Hotel, many people there were already fleeing.
Sirte had arrived at this time. He stayed in front of Tang Ji for a second, made sure that Tang Ji was okay, then turned around and disappeared into the building.
But as expected, Soult found nothing on the roof, only a discarded sniper rifle.
And, another note: Say hi, hope you enjoy the game too, I'm looking forward to it - Trailblazer Z.
How to find an ever-changing killer from the crowd? Tang Ji looked at the crowd that almost blocked the street. People passed him bustlingly, pointed at the fire on the roof of the Plaza Hotel, screamed, and took pictures...
Tang Ji suddenly took a step to the right, and a bullet hit the civilian behind him. A commotion suddenly broke out in the crowd, and everyone tried to leave.
He looked around, but found nothing. The screams of the crowd covered up all traces of the murderer. Tang Ji relied on his intuition to avoid two more bullets fired at his head.
But three other bullets hit his body, but the reinforced windbreaker didn't even need the body armor inside to be effective, and it blocked these small-caliber bullets with little power.
In this situation, even Soult had no choice but to quickly pass through the crowd to find a stranger with a gun.
The gun law in Night City is 267%, and almost everyone on the street has more than one gun.
Tang Ji finally had to lead Soult out of the crowd and into the Plaza Hotel. He had a hunch that there would not be only one attack of this style.
The murderer was obviously very familiar with this kind of operation, and he had a very clear plan for his ability combination.