The Comprehensive Daily Life of the Salted Fish Assassin

Something is wrong!

Gin suddenly noticed that there were several surveillance cameras on the way from the monitoring room to the gas chamber. Vodka had been out for a minute now, but his figure did not appear on any of the surveillance cameras at all!

Some people sneaked into the research institute at some point, but they didn't find anything!

Gin's eyes fell coldly on the other people in the monitoring room

It seems that they want them to give themselves an explanation.

Chapter 162: Shirley or Vodka?

His hand was already on the pistol at his waist. At this moment, he even suspected that among the members of the grassroots organization, there was an undercover agent sent by the "fraternity".

Under the threat of their lives, these programmers were also sweating profusely investigating what went wrong with these monitoring systems.

He directly contacted Vodka with the walkie-talkie in his hand.

"Brother? What's the matter? I've arrived at the door of the gas chamber. I've been normal all the way, and I haven't found anything strange." On the other side of the intercom, Vodka seemed to have found nothing wrong.

Gin's eyes were fixed on the monitor where there was no vodka at all, without any hesitation.

"Whether Shirley is still in the gas chamber, after confirming her situation, kill her directly."

Vodka on the other end of the walkie-talkie also seemed to be taken aback for a moment. Unexpectedly, his elder brother suddenly changed his mind, but Vodka didn't hesitate, and quickly agreed.

"Shirley is still in the gas chamber, I'm going to kill her now

he. ,,

Gin put down the walkie-talkie in his hand, and at this moment the programmers who felt the threat of death finally found the problem.

"I found it. These cameras were switched back to the two sides 10 minutes ago. Now I will switch back the two sides of the monitoring." A programmer said in a panic.

"The opponent's hacking ability is very strong. We are looking for how that person invaded the internal network of the research institute."

"Turn on the monitoring in Shirley's gas chamber." Gin gave the order directly and coldly.

With such a big mistake, this group of useless programmers is already a group of dead people in his eyes.

Originally, he wanted to let that woman Shirley die in silence, but now it seemed that the "fraternity" that had disappeared for more than a month had really reappeared.

Now he wants to see Shirley's death on the monitor with his own eyes.

However, when those people frantically turned on the monitoring of the gas chamber, all they saw was an empty gas chamber.

room.

Whether it's sherry or vodka, there's no trace of it

!

Gin's breathing suddenly became a little disordered.

At this moment, he realized that something might have happened to the vodka.

The guy he was talking to just now wasn't vodka at all, it was the frat guy!

At this moment, the voice of "vodka" came from the intercom again.

"Brother, I have already killed that woman Shirley, do you want me to bring Shirley's body back?"

"How is Vodka doing now?" Gin tightly squeezed the walkie-talkie in his hand.

It took a while for the voice from the walkie-talkie to come, but the voice changed again.

"As expected of Gin, our actions were careful enough, but we didn't expect to be noticed by you before we retreated."

Although more than a month has passed, this sound gin will never be forgotten.

"Since your organization does not want talents like Shirley, our Hasassin Brotherhood will accept them."

As if thinking of something, the voice quickly added something.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you, vodka is fine now, but haven't your wineries always liked to play bombs, so I put him next to the bombs you planted, and set a 5 minutes later for you Countdown to the explosion."

"Our mission has been completed and we are ready to retreat, so are you going to come and chase us to get Shirley back, or go to rescue your companion?"

Chapter 163: Which floor is this wave of gin on?

Hearing the voice from the walkie-talkie, Qin Jiu focused his gaze on the normal monitoring screen in front of him.

Although he can't wait to get rid of all these useless programmers now, but before that, he has to rely on these people to find Shirley's movements.

At this moment, he only felt that his attitude towards the organization should have been tougher. At least he should have ambushed a few snipers around here so that the current situation would not happen.

As for vodka?

There was a wave of fluctuation in his heart, but he chose the former without hesitation between completing his mission and pursuing the "brotherhood" who didn't know its true and false, and looking for the vodka that might have been killed.

Kill the enemy and live, or be killed by the enemy, this is the future of people like them.

He had already had this awareness many years ago.

After the monitoring returned to normal, a lot of things appeared on the screen.

In one of the monitoring screens, one can even directly see a security guard lying on the ground without knowing his life or death.