So I have never been there before. Wouldn't Hack's actions be more abstract?

Some things are like holes in dental caries, and the more they dig, the deeper they become.

The waiter lived up to expectations and provided interesting information one after another.

Although this information makes the whole thing look even more weird.

As mentioned earlier, the old man's motives are becoming more and more suspicious, and they are even far beyond rejection and distrust of new colleagues, but rather something that belongs to him.

Is Huck an old hunter?

A speculation seems to easily jump out.

The two missing persons involved, and the one with the closest interest in the town in front of him may not be ordinary security personnel.

Based on the timing of the mission goal, I speculated that the two of them might be related to the white key he was looking for.

The motive for the old hunter's action is not clear, but if he is professional enough, it is not ruled out that he will make the same judgment through various methods.

Even Mr. Huck's age meets the standard of "old".

And in order to seize the initiative, has the investigation been conducted first?

He may not even be unaware of himself, so if Jen gave a positive answer, then would he try to hide this information?

Based on the content you have at present, this guess cannot be falsified - but this is just one of the guesses.

...

A very important point at present is the "inner world" discovered by one's own stimulation.

Therefore, the previous events must also take into account this extraordinary impact.

To put it bluntly, was that Huck who arrived early communicating with Jen in a realistic restaurant or in the inner world?

If it is the former, his motivation is indeed very problematic.

And if it is the latter, not only will there be problems, but there will be an additional motivation - safety.

Zhen’s lethality is obvious to all. It is a threat to himself, but what about his competitors?

When encountering such threats, there should be very few ways to deal with them as crazy as yourself. Most people should still choose to live in peace and strive to get out. It is better if they can get some information at the same time.

And to reduce Jane's hostility, what else is more appropriate than a face of a local security manager who has been in the country for many years?

Is that person really Huck? Or is it an old hunter disguised as Huck?

...

That’s right, one of Fu Qian’s profound experiences in his career over the past few days is that he should not have too much expectations for the moral integrity of the superiors.

It is true that the abilities of this racing game are limited, so why do you think that the abilities of your competitors are also limited?

Is it possible that he can easily pinch his face like he used to be?

Investigate, be confused, and do anything is easy to use.

This is another possibility that cannot be denied so far, and it is also a possibility that the situation is more serious.

It means that you need to be an opponent with a character who still retains certain extraordinary abilities.

"Mr. Hasn't Mr. Huck... gone?"

Although this seriousness seems not an urgent matter, we need to survive before considering it.

While thinking silently, Zhen, who had answered the question, looked at Hack and did not take it back.

Although the appearance is not good, the pancakes and milk are still there.

The classic menu, coupled with this seat, is really easy to inspire people's associations, even the treasures at this moment.

The final result of this association is undoubtedly an obvious contradiction - Mr. Huck clearly left, but did not leave.

For a normal person, he may suspect that he has not woken up when encountering such a thing, let alone Zhen at this moment.

Therefore, after muttering to herself, as the source of coldness, she appeared with obvious tremors on her body.

Just as there is a disorder in the process, it may burst out in a devastating way at any time—

"Hak...Mr. Hack--"

When he repeated it to the third time, Zhen suddenly turned his head and looked over, and his broken face was a real ferocious woman like a ghost.

And the eyes that were also broken and blood-reflecting eyes stared at this side, as if a cold light really burst out, piercing people's hearts.

It's not just a metaphor. At that moment, Fu Qian felt the air sucking into his lungs, as if it was twisted by sharp needles, and he might cough up blood at any time.

The effects of forces are mutual, and you must be able to withstand the extreme pressure.

Is it still too unrestrained to use the body of a mortal to force the extraordinary?

"He's not here...I've sent him away."

His voice was low and his tone did not change at all. The next moment, Fu Qian actually picked up the pistol on the table and gently confirmed Zhen's doubts.

He compared the muzzle to his temple, and then turned his direction and pointed it at Zhen.

"But don't worry, you have a chance to catch up with him now."

While comforting, Fu Qian took out his other hand from his pocket and pressed it on the table, giving a classic line casually.

"How many times have you won in the game of tossing coins?"

...

That's right, when the pressure cooker is about to explode, Fu Qian chose to continue pressurizing to use wicker to deter the tiger.

And I believe that even Zhen at this moment, it should not be difficult to understand what the coin toss game refers to and what the "opportunity" won.

"You...kill Mr. Huck..."

The eyes are opposite, and the real atmosphere is suffocating.

It can be seen that the continuous stimulation and cognitive contradictions are as shaky as the body, and may be broken at any time - but in the end, he did not disappoint his expectations.

When she gasped and spoke again, she obviously understood Fu Qian’s hint—

The stuff is here but not eaten, and Mr. Huck is killed by this man.

Now the other party wants to play a coin toss game, and the reward for winning is to be killed together.

"What if I lose..."

Regardless of the truth or the game, it is obviously unacceptable. His eyes fell on Fu Qian's left hand, and Zhen did not agree immediately.

"That's okay, today is still a wonderful day."

The conditions given by Fu Qian sounded quite generous and his smile was also gentle.

"My colleagues are absent from work again. Although they are temporarily on the verge of being on the table, they are not busy. After the annoying guests leave, they can chat with Maggie or look at the graffiti outside. Everything is quiet and boring."

Oh……

Although it sounds like a boring time, Zhen cannot hide his yearning.

"Can I give in?"

"Can't."

Fu Qian shook his head.

"It's true...you can throw it away..."

Without much emotional reaction, Jen seemed to finally accept some kind of fate.

And because the topic was too explosive, I didn't notice my fingertips passing by the desktop, and easily left a groove.

"No, guess directly, front or back."

Fu Qian continued to shake his head.

It’s not that I don’t respect this game, I do have a coin under my command.
Chapter completed!