Ming Ke: When the villain accidentally mixes into the protagonist group

Time goes back to when the sun has not yet risen.

Hannibal Lecter glanced at Hondo Yinghai who was recording the program, tapped the tiny earphones on his ears, and avoided the crowd at the Japanese television station. The hazy sunshine had not yet penetrated the clouds. , and left quietly.

When the sky cleared up slightly, Hannibal Lecter was sitting on his boss's chair with his legs crossed. He closed his brown eyes and rubbed the bridge of his nose with his right hand to relieve the pain caused by getting up early today. feeling of discomfort. The muscle lines on his arms are obvious and he looks very powerful.

Suddenly, the very important cell phone that Hannibal Lecter carried in his arms rang. He quickly answered the call, and a mechanical voice that could not distinguish between men and women came from the receiver, "Hello, Mr. Commander of the CIA— —Hannibal Lecter.”

Hannibal Lecter felt as if he was facing an enemy. He stood up and quickly closed the curtains. He leaned against the wall and used his fingers to open a small slit and looked out the window. However, he did not find anything abnormal.

"The time for our transaction hasn't come yet." Hannibal Lecter paid close attention to the surrounding movements. He took out a Smith-Wesson 1076 pistol from the drawer. The stainless steel pistol glowed slightly with white light. The magazine was already filled with fifteen rounds of ammunition.

An unarguable voice came from the receiver: "While you are trading with us, you are also sending people here. We can no longer continue this transaction."

Hearing what the other party said, Hannibal Lecter became a little anxious, and quickly explained: "I sent people over just to ensure the smooth progress of the transaction..."

"Hahahaha..." Mechanical laughter interrupted Hannibal Lecter, "Don't say such high-sounding words, I still know your little thoughts very well, don't you just want to know where we have gone? "

Hannibal Lecter gritted his teeth and said softly: "You also know that the election is coming, and we also want to make sure nothing goes wrong."

There was a sniper rifle at Mingyue's feet. She stood on the rooftop of a high-rise building near the CIA gathering place, looking at the window with the curtains tightly closed. The morning wind stirred up her long gray hair, and the sky gradually cleared up.

The mechanical voice of the unchanging man and woman reached Hannibal Lecter's ears, "Oh, it's not impossible to give you the medicine. I am a businessman, and I generally adhere to the principle that as long as you give me what I want, everything else will be easy to negotiate. But you want to steal my trade secrets."

Hannibal Lecter had beads of cold sweat streaming down his face, and his brown eyes rolled around. He had already paid a lot for this deal, and he couldn't let it die prematurely, otherwise he would not be able to continue living in this world. Offended If you lose the seller, the employer will be furious if he doesn't get what he wants. He quickly said anxiously: "We have given you everything you asked for in the contract!"

However, the tone of the mechanical voice was full of regret: "It's a pity that you reached out to me again and made me very uncomfortable."

"What do you want?" At this time, Hannibal Lecter already had several plans in mind. At worst, he would bleed again. As long as the employer behind him can win, these can come back hundreds of times. After thinking about this, he said in a deep voice: "We will pay 20% more than the price we negotiated before."

"Oh?" The mechanical voice didn't seem very satisfied.

Hannibal Lecter gritted his teeth, "Besides, I'm dead, so your people should confirm it."

"Ethan Bentong? If he were the only one, I wouldn't say this." The mechanical voice was very calm, but it stirred up a storm in Hannibal Lecter's heart. It can be seen that the other party should have known the Bentang's identity for a long time, and he only attacked at this time. It must be to plot against them.

"There is also a liaison officer named Barney. He has probably been captured by your people."

"More than that."

Hannibal Lecter took two deep breaths and said, "I will give you the list, but the transaction must continue, and the price will be according to the contract."

"Heh, there's only one person on your list who's still alive."

The sneer from the mechanical voice sent shivers down Hannibal Lecter's spine. Suddenly he felt movement behind him and turned around immediately. Then he saw a dark human figure standing not far from him. How did this person appear? of? !

The swaying black figure was like a puppet on strings. It walked to the filing cabinet containing the church's information and took the file openly.

Hannibal Lecter raised the Smith-Wesson 1076 pistol in his hand and pointed it at the human figure. He was extremely frightened in his heart. He felt that the human figure in front of him did not look like a normal human being. The limbs were weirdly twisted and his face and face could not be seen clearly. Despite his appearance, he can feel his subtle breathing and heartbeat. Have they made it this far? I must pass this information back.

The strange black humanoid placed a purple-white capsule on the table.

"I usually like to take what I want myself. The transaction is completed, it's time for you to leave here, otherwise I'm really worried that I might really come and kill you one day." The mechanical sound coming from the receiver of the mobile phone made Hannibal Lecter came to his senses.

Hannibal Lecter stared at the capsule on the table, "Is this that kind of drug? A drug that can control people's hearts?"

"Of course, the medicine has been given to you. I don't want to see you and your group here." There was a chill in the mechanical voice.

Hannibal Lecter put the medicine into his inner pocket, "Three days, three days I will leave here."

"too slow……"

Before the mechanical voice finished speaking, Hannibal Lecter didn't know what determination he had made, and shot at the dark human figure, trying to keep it.

However, the dark human figure dodged the bullet in an inhuman manner, took the pistol, and shot Hannibal Lecter.

The blood and pain calmed down Hannibal Lecter. That man dared to let this thing appear here, which meant that he must have been prepared. He was a little hasty in doing this. Hannibal Lecter's brown eyes stared at the dark figure, and he grinned, revealing the white teeth inside.

The phone that fell aside came out with an unarguable mechanical voice, "This is not something you can get. Because of what you just did, I think our cooperation should be terminated."

Hannibal Lecter watched the dark figure put down his gun, walked into the darkness, and disappeared from his sight. He said calmly: "No, I think our cooperation should be deepened. I was too presumptuous just now. I want to know the result. I, I will take my men out of here as soon as possible."

"You can't eat hot tofu if you're anxious. If you want to continue, then go ahead. I'm going back to playing with that little mouse."

The phone was hung up, and the CIA gathering place returned to its usual quiet state.

The sunlight outside the curtains was warm and comfortable, but inside the curtains it was still dark and cold.

Hannibal Lecter picked up the pistol and took out the purple-white capsule, with a look of obsession on his face. Suddenly he heard footsteps coming from downstairs. It must be that an agent heard the gunfire and came over. He quickly put the medicine into the latex bag, sealed the bag tightly, opened his mouth and swallowed the medicine together with the latex bag, preparing to return to the United States today.

But he didn't expect the intensive gunshots coming from downstairs, as if there were snipers in the distance, and a few bullets broke the glass. He quickly leaned against the wall, thinking: What's going on? Are they going to kill people and silence them? Quickly contact the CIA members lurking in Japan and ask those agents to come back to protect him.