At half past twelve, Risout arrived in Catania.

Although he didn't fully understand what his stand-in ability was on the train, his instinct gave him the answer.

And... something different from Polpo and Maniaco.

He could feel those little things flowing in his blood, ready to respond to his commands at any time.

Compared with such a powerful and existential humanoid stand-in, these little guys, who are too numerous to count, are his spiritual manifestations.

Nothing bad either.

A large number means that when the parts are broken, there will not be much damage feedback to themselves, and they will be hidden in the body...even so that they will not be seen like Black Sabbath.

Capabilities are precious intelligence.

If the enemy can't see his abilities, it will have to pass more time to guess what exactly he can do, what he does, and in what form.

time.

Risut thought that he had had enough time to fully prepare for every revenge so far.

So he raised his hand to look at the watch.

It was an hour and fifty minutes before three o'clock.

When he got out of the car, he was still thinking about what Maniaco was here for, whether it was for work or the same personal reasons as him—but now he had to turn his thoughts to his own problems.

It takes three ten minutes from the station to Dicko's apartment, which means...he has three ten minutes to study his double after he leaves the train.

The remaining one hour two 10 minutes need to hurry up.

He has figured out the terrain next to the apartment and the people who come and go frequently, so it should save a lot of time.

and......

"......iron."

To correct the preface, it's not that I haven't fully figured out my stand-in ability...but that I don't know how to use it yet.

This thing does not need to be taught by people, it relies more on instinct.

And it just so happened that Risut trusted his instincts very much.

Iron is everywhere, but it takes time to build up.

For Risut, who has not yet fully controlled the substitute, the procedure of "gathering" is too troublesome.

A ready-made iron will be more convenient.

At this time, because he is "on the way to the assassination team", they may even discuss how to go further through him to see what is going on with Mania——

He has now seen him again.

and......

Risut lowered his eyelids.

If it was only because of myself before, now there are more reasons.

If it was before the meeting, Risut originally thought that if he really saw him, it would be fine to use these clues as bait—Dicko and the others were ready to move, as long as they threw out the bait, they would definitely be hooked.With his ability, these guys will not have any influence on him, this is a choice that kills two birds with one stone.

But now he has changed his mind.

He didn't want these people to really touch his clues.

It's hard to say exactly why, but he really wanted to.

So the original plan was changed——

Originally, he planned to use "accident" to make Dicko disappear, and then spend some time to solve other insignificant people one by one.

After all, after entering the assassination team, his whereabouts will no longer be exposed to their eyes.

but......

He raised his hand, and he held the handle of the small knife that the unskilled metalworkers finally gathered.

——But the final decision now is to use the assassination he is already familiar with.

Twenty minutes an hour, Risut thought.

Enough to clean up six people.

If the cadres above Polpo and Dicko were smart enough, they would have known they were going to use him for something, so they wouldn't have gotten to the bottom of how they had died.

In other words, even if you know, you won't pursue it.

The tip of the knife sank into his fingertips, blood spilled out, allowing him to see the little guy that only belonged to him moving from the scarlet liquid.

Risut wanted to bring one up to see the build, but held back.

At 01:30, Risut tackled one of them.

At the apartment turn left two corner alleys.

Not everyone is going to be indoors 24 hours a day...let alone someone this ambitious.

But in his own territory, he will relax his vigilance to some extent, which gives Risut a chance.Using conventional assassination methods - hiding the breath, aiming at the vital points, and killing with one blow - it was resolved.

Because he died on the spot, there would be no signs of struggle.

It is easy to handle on-site.

First of all...the wound needs to be treated.

Risut made metal products gather a lot of iron, and sewed up the wound with metal threads.Right now, he still can't do the high-precision movement that restores the wound, but he can still stop the bleeding.

There is no need to clean up the blood.

It was the police's business, and since he was already out, his companions would not suspect that it was his blood in a short time.

So......

At forty one, Risout carried the body to the top floor of the room next door to the apartment.

Two years is enough for him to understand everyone's habits.

Six men, besides Dicko, there are two stand-in messengers.One of the two ordinary people will carry a gun with him, but there is nothing to be afraid of. The time for placing orders is from 02:30 noon to [-]:[-]. After lunch, they will patrol separately, and they will only contact their companions when they really encounter special circumstances. ——It is not difficult to break down one by one.

The last half hour was reserved for Dicko.

So within five to 10 minutes, four people had to be found.

This is not difficult for Risut who is already familiar with their routes and habits.

"..."

Habits are deadly.

When killing the second person, Risut thought so.

He estimated the time... If nothing unexpected, the battle with the stand-in messenger could be reduced by one.

The one closest to Dicko—he had a habit of eating a bar of chocolate an hour after lunch.

The general team's meal time is 12:30. As long as there is no mission, even if they are not together during the meal, that person will not disturb their biological clock.

——But the chocolate this time, that person asked him to buy it by the way last time when he went out.

Risut was estimating the amount of chocolate he was about to eat, and today happened to be... the box he just bought.

Originally, even if the "interview" was not today, he planned to do it.

Because the "time" has come.

Just getting the ability gives him... more certainty.

But even if the interview fails, he has already planned the time to let at least three people accompany him to hell.

third person.

No, if the person in the middle did eat the chocolate, this would be the fourth person.

The body needs to be identified afterwards.

The metalwork first destroyed the man's throat and tongue, then extracted iron from the coffee he drank and pierced the stomach.

Of course, it’s just a cup of coffee, and the iron content is not much...but it’s enough to punch a hole in the stomach, after all, there is still a magnetic force to absorb the condensed iron.

It's not to death.

Risut hid in the alley, looking coldly at the man who started to look for enemies around him in panic.

It would be too naive to want to deal with Maniaco at this level.

Even if he doesn't know what his stand-in ability is, at least he understands——

They were unaware of his revenge from beginning to end.

They that even he could not defeat——

No need to face that man at all.

Because they can't do anything from the beginning.

The author has something to say: The boss is looking at the map at this time

Because I am not familiar with this piece.

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