Without the noise and excitement at night, this place looks extremely deserted.
Round stools were neatly placed on the table, and there were only two or three employees coming and going among the drinks, cleaning and preparing for tonight's business.
The wine door was pushed open from the outside with a "ding" sound.
Several employees immediately stopped to look at the visitor, and then continued working silently.
A man was holding a lot of colorful bags in his hands, hanging them lazily on his shoulders, and walked straight towards the stage with a cynical look on his face.
Sitting outside the stage was a short, chubby man, with a slightly aged face covered in fine wrinkles and a lingering sadness. He held the wine glass in his hand and gently swayed the wine inside.
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The transparent glass wall reflected the figure of the man walking towards him.
As soon as he sat down on the chair, the man put the bags of clothes on the table with a neat "swish" movement, and then shouted to the only yawning bartender who was cleaning the glass: "Hey,
Brother, let’s have a martini and two olives, thank you!”
The fat man frowned and looked sideways at him and asked, "You have just recovered from your injury. Is it not good for you to drink?"
"I don't have fun without wine!" Charles responded with a smile.
Soon, a glass of martini was placed in front of Charles.
He picked up the glass, drank it to the end, and finally sighed happily: "It feels so good to be able to drink freely! Hey, Colin, do you have a cigarette?"
After drinking a glass of strong wine in one breath, he asked the fat man next to him for a cigarette.
Colin naturally took out the entire pack of cigarettes from his pocket and placed it in front of Charles, and then said, "Do you know why I came to you?"
"I won't come over if I know!" Charles lit a cigarette for himself and exhaled a long wisp of smoke comfortably.
Colin looked solemnly and gestured to the bartender who had been hanging around in front of them.
The bartender immediately turned around and left knowingly.
Eliminating outsiders, Colin immediately took out a document bag from the suit on his chest.
"This is Luther's autopsy report that you asked me to find for you last time, as well as a few pictures. In addition, I have something else to inform you."
After receiving the report handed over by Colin, Charles held a cigarette in one hand and immediately took out the contents of the document with the other hand, spreading them out one by one to read.
Several photos showed Luther's disemboweled body, which was disgusting and bloody.
Then flipping back, Charles suddenly saw two separate photos of a small, electronic chip-like wreckage.
It can still be clearly seen from the photo that the two electronic debris-like things still have a little bit of blood and flesh particles stuck on them, as if they had just been taken out of the body.
"What is this?" he asked in confusion as he looked at the photo.
"This is the latest high-tech communicator. It is implanted into the human brain to facilitate communication. It can only be implanted and cannot be taken out." Colin replied calmly while sipping red wine.
"Why are there two?"
"One was found from Luther's body, and one..." Colin paused, with a complicated expression, "it was taken out of Evelin's brain..."
"Evelyn?!" Charles whispered in surprise, and then he immediately regained his composure and mocked feebly, "Is she dead? Assassination?"
"Yes, this is what I want to tell you." Colin put down his wine glass and sighed, "She was killed in the police station's detention center. It is considered an assassination! Because the murderer who killed her was implanted in her brain.
Electronic communicator. This communicator has a special function, that is, it will automatically detonate immediately once it is stopped."
Colin pointed at the photo of Luther's body and said solemnly: "The reason why Luther's head did not explode is because he died before the communicator stopped. After the brain nerves stopped functioning, the communicator would also shut down.
But it no longer poses a threat, so it won’t explode automatically. However, Evelin’s communicator was turned off while she was still alive, so her brain exploded and died.”
"Hiss..." He couldn't help but gasp because of Evelin's horrific death. Charles immediately shook his head regretfully and said, "What a pity for such a beautiful woman. However, the facts also prove that it is necessary to help her implant this communication
The person with the chip was worried about what she would say, so they detonated the communicator."
Colin nodded in agreement, then stood up, crossed the stage, took a bottle of red wine from below the stage without permission, filled it for himself, and then continued: "Evelin didn't say a word at the CNM headquarters. She didn't say anything until she arrived at the police station.
She was killed. Before she died, the surveillance video recorded a clip of her talking to herself like she was going crazy."
"What did you say?" After taking the last puff of his cigarette, Charles put out the cigarette butt on the countertop and asked casually.
Seeing this, Colin complained dissatisfiedly: "Be careful to protect things in public places!"
"What are you afraid of? This is black marble!" Charles smiled proudly, then lowered his head and blew away the cigarette butts and some ash in one breath. The countertop immediately returned to a clean state without any trace of burns.
He raised his head and looked at Colin with an expression of "What can you do to me?"
Colin was too lazy to talk to him about this kind of thing and continued on to the topic.
"Evelin had been saying before she died that she would not tell the truth. She was begging the person who was talking to her to save her. Within a few words, her head exploded automatically, spraying blood and brain matter.
wall."
"Why didn't this happen when she was at headquarters?" Charles couldn't help asking his question.
If the murderer was worried about what Evelin would say, he should have killed her when she was arrested. Why did he wait until she was sent to the police station?
"It's probably because, in the headquarters, the murderer didn't dare to attack easily! Moreover, the key is that the night Evelin was captured and brought back to the headquarters, Daniel stayed with her the whole time."
After hearing this, Charles' expression immediately changed. He immediately looked at Colin and asked coldly: "Are you suspecting that Daniel is the murderer?"
"I didn't say that, but isn't the fact clear? There is a mole in the headquarters now. Except for you, an old man who has been in a coma for twenty years, and me, everyone is suspected. Otherwise, why would I let you wake up?
Come and help me with this?"
Colin snorted coldly and continued: "Daniel may be afraid that if he stays alone with Evelin, if Evelin dies, he will be suspected of being involved, so he is reluctant to take action. Wait.
As soon as Evelin left, he would look for an opportunity to take action. This speculation is not impossible!"
"I dare to guarantee with my life that Daniel is definitely not a mole!" Charles growled angrily, "Daniel and I are together day and night. I know what kind of person he is, and you know it better than me! Moreover, I know what Daniel is like.
He was with me the night Luther died. He worked hard every time he did a task. How can you suspect that he is a mole?"
"I'm just suspicious. Why are you so excited?" Colin glanced at Charles and said loudly, "Things are getting more and more complicated now. You should be mentally prepared. If you find any clues, follow up immediately.
I said!"
"I know what I'm doing, I don't need you to order me to do things!" Charles glared at Colin angrily, then grabbed the heavy bags and left the stage without saying a word.
When he was almost at the door, Charles suddenly turned his head and ordered Colin coldly: "Don't call me casually in the future. Wait until I contact you. I don't want Daniel to doubt the relationship between you and me!"
Did you hear me?"
After he finished speaking, he immediately opened the door and walked out of the wine.
Seeing Charles' arrogant look, Colin punched the table with hatred and cursed angrily in his heart.
He gave the mobile phone to Daniel, and Daniel gave it to Charles. As his boss, should he come to him whenever he liked and still be under his control?
Damn it! Why would the higher-ups want to find Charles to carry out this mission? This kind of person should really fucking die——!
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