Chapter 40: Ron Missed

(Restore around two o'clock)

The killer followed the tracker's signal and tracked it all the way to a large pool that exuded a pungent stench. He couldn't help but uttered a curse word: "FxxK! There must be something wrong with this. I don't believe anyone would hide here." Plant a place!"

"That's why he chose to hide in a place like this. I guarantee the signal is here. Let's see where the person is?" The electronic voice in the earphones also sounded a bit suspicious.

Although she didn't feel how smoky the smell was at the scene, she intuitively felt something was wrong from the tracker's trajectory, but she wasn't completely sure yet. It was all just a woman's intuition.

"Let me take a look," the killer looked around and immediately focused on a strange thing floating in the pool. From a distance, the thing looked like a garbage bag full of garbage, but when he looked carefully, he found that the garbage bag had more limbs.

wrong! That's a person! That's a floating corpse!

The killer looked down at the final location of the signal source, and sure enough, it was there.

what's the situation? Did he die before he even took action on the target?

"Boss, I found the target, but his condition is a bit strange. He seems to be dead?"

"What do you mean it seems like?! Death is dead, life is alive. There is no seeming. Go and confirm."

"But..." The killer just said a word in an undetectable voice, and suddenly stopped and changed his words: "ok, I'm going to confirm it now."

The killer walked down the ladder one more level, squinting his eyes, not because he wanted to show off to anyone, but because he was blinded by the stench. He reconfirmed the target position. After getting closer, he had already You may vaguely see the target's facial features, but it is indeed a person.

There was a distance of about ten meters from where the killer stood to the pool. He suppressed his nausea and took a deep breath. This breath of methane almost caused him to die on the spot, but he still endured it, closed his eyes and jumped into the water. jump.

On the ground above the septic tank, inside a RV, looking at the surveillance footage of the killer entering the septic tank, Ron, Finch, Reese, Arthur and Hank simultaneously raised the scoreboards in their hands.

"After removing the highest score of 6 points and the lowest score of 0.5 points, the final score of this player is 4.5 points. Arthur, your score is really harsh. Can you tell me your reasons?" Ron guest-starred. Play the role of referee.

"Although he can hold down the splash very well, it cannot be ruled out that it is because there are too many debris in the pool, and the splash cannot be lifted. The biggest problem lies in his movements, straight up and down, and even turning in the air. There is no flipping, I will jump... No, I mean if I jump in a regular diving pool, my performance will definitely be better than him."

Arthur curled his lips. He was pulled here by Ron in the middle of the night and asked to drive over in a RV and bring a mannequin from a clothing store. This was the target figure that the killer saw in the septic tank just now.

But Ron doubted his words: "Really?"

"Of course it's true. I was on the school diving team when I was in school. If I hadn't chosen to join MI6 back then, I would most likely have become a diver or an actor." Arthur said dissatisfied.

"So your hair was washed off while practicing diving? Hahaha..."

Hank mocked mercilessly, and Arthur glared angrily: "You bald man, you still have the nerve to laugh at me?!"

"ok, let's talk about the bickering later. Now I want you to go get that guy out for me."

While they were chatting and laughing, the killer appeared on the surveillance screen next to the game target. He discovered that it was a dummy and was about to curse when Ron pressed the start button.

The anesthetic bottle hanging under the dummy was opened silently, and colorless and odorless anesthetic gas was released around the dummy. The killer was about to say something to the other end of the earphone, but his eyelids immediately became heavier and heavier, and his consciousness became more and more obvious. numbness.

(Restore around two o'clock)

The killer followed the tracker's signal and tracked it all the way to a large pool that exuded a pungent stench. He couldn't help but uttered a curse word: "FxxK! There must be something wrong with this. I don't believe anyone would hide here." Plant a place!"

"That's why he chose to hide in a place like this. I guarantee the signal is here. Let's see where the person is?" The electronic voice in the earphones also sounded a bit suspicious.

Although she didn't feel how smoky the smell was at the scene, she could tell something was wrong from the tracking of the tracker, but she wasn't completely sure yet. It was all just a woman's intuition.

"Let me take a look," the killer looked around and immediately focused on a strange thing floating in the pool. From a distance, the thing looked like a garbage bag full of garbage, but when he looked carefully, he found that the garbage bag had more limbs.

wrong! That's a person! That's a floating corpse!

The killer looked down at the final location of the signal source, and sure enough, it was there.

what's the situation? Haven't you done it yet?Is the target dead?

"Boss, I found the target, but his condition is a bit strange. He seems to be dead?"

"What do you mean it seems like?! Death is dead, life is alive. There is no seeming. Go and confirm."

"But..." The killer just said a word in an undetectable voice, and suddenly stopped and changed his words: "ok, I'm going to confirm it now."

The killer walked down another level of the ladder. He squinted his eyes, not because he wanted to show off to anyone, but because he couldn't open his eyes because of the stench. He reconfirmed the target position. After getting closer, he had already You may vaguely see the target's facial features, but it is indeed a person.

There was a distance of about ten meters from where the killer stood to the pool. He suppressed his nausea and took a deep breath. This breath of methane gas almost caused him to die on the spot, but he still endured it, closed his eyes and jumped into the water. jump.

On the ground above the septic tank, inside a RV, looking at the surveillance footage of the killer entering the septic tank, Ron, Finch, Reese, Arthur and Hank simultaneously raised the scoreboards in their hands.

"After removing the highest score of 6 points and the lowest score of 0.5 points, the final score of this player is 4.5 points. Arthur, your score is really harsh. Can you tell me your reasons?" Ron guest appearance Play the role of referee.

"Although he can hold down the splash very well, it cannot be ruled out that it is because there are too many debris in the pool. The splash cannot be lifted. The biggest problem lies in his movements, straight up and down, and even turning in the air. There is no flipping, I will jump... No, I mean if I jump in a regular diving pool, my performance will definitely be better than him."

Arthur curled his lips. He was pulled here by Ron in the middle of the night and asked to drive over in a RV and bring a mannequin from a clothing store. This was the target the killer saw in the septic tank just now.

But Ron doubted his words: "Really?"

"Of course it's true. I was on the school diving team when I was in school. If I hadn't chosen to join MI6 back then, I would most likely have become a diver or an actor." Arthur said dissatisfied.

"So your hair was washed off while practicing diving? Hahaha..."

Hank mocked mercilessly, and Arthur glared angrily: "You bald man, you still have the nerve to laugh at me?!"

"OK, let's talk about the bickering later. Now I want you to go get that guy out for me."

While they were chatting and laughing, the killer was already next to the game target in the surveillance screen. He discovered that it was a dummy and was about to curse when Ron pressed the start button.

The anesthetic bottle hanging under the dummy was opened silently, and colorless and odorless anesthetic gas was released around the dummy. The killer was about to say something to the other end of the earphone, but his eyelids immediately became heavier and heavier, and his consciousness became more and more obvious. numbness. (Restore around two o'clock)

The killer followed the tracker's signal and tracked it all the way to a large pool that exuded a pungent stench. He couldn't help but uttered a curse word: "FxxK! There must be something wrong with this. I don't believe anyone would hide here." Plant a place!"

"That's why he chose to hide in a place like this. I guarantee the signal is here. Let's see where the person is?" The electronic voice in the earphones also sounded a bit suspicious.

Although she didn't feel how smoky the smell was at the scene, she could tell something was wrong from the tracking of the tracker, but she wasn't completely sure yet. It was all just a woman's intuition.

"Let me take a look," the killer looked around and immediately focused on a strange thing floating in the pool. From a distance, the thing looked like a garbage bag full of garbage, but when he looked carefully, he found that the garbage bag had more limbs.

wrong! That's a person! That's a floating corpse!

The killer looked down at the final location of the signal source, and sure enough, it was there.

what's the situation? Did he die before he even took action on the target?

"Boss, I found the target, but his condition is a bit strange. He seems to be dead?"

"What do you mean it seems like?! Death is dead, life is alive. There is no seeming. Go and confirm."

"But..." The killer just said a word in an undetectable voice, and suddenly stopped and changed his words: "ok, I'm going to confirm it now."

The killer walked down another level of the ladder. He squinted his eyes, not because he wanted to show off to anyone, but because he couldn't open his eyes because of the stench. He reconfirmed the target position. After getting closer, he had already You may vaguely see the target's facial features, but it is indeed a person.

There was a distance of about ten meters from where the killer stood to the pool. He suppressed his nausea and took a deep breath. This breath of methane gas almost caused him to die on the spot, but he still endured it, closed his eyes and jumped into the water. jump.

On the ground above the septic tank, inside a RV, looking at the surveillance footage of the killer entering the septic tank, Ron, Finch, Reese, Arthur and Hank simultaneously raised the scoreboards in their hands.

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"After removing the highest score of 6 points and the lowest score of 0.5 points, the final score of this player is 4.5 points. Arthur, your score is really harsh. Can you tell me your reasons?" Ron guest appearance Play the role of referee.

"Although he can hold down the splash very well, it cannot be ruled out that it is because there are too many debris in the pool. The splash cannot be lifted. The biggest problem lies in his movements, straight up and down, and even turning in the air. There is no flipping, I will jump... No, I mean if I jump in a regular diving pool, my performance will definitely be better than him."

Arthur curled his lips. He was pulled here by Ron in the middle of the night. He was asked to drive over in a RV and bring a mannequin from a clothing store, the target that the killer had just seen in the septic tank.Characters are this thing.

But Ron doubted his words: "Really?"

"Of course it's true. I was on the school diving team when I was in school. If I hadn't chosen to join MI6, I would most likely have become a diver or an actor." Arthur said dissatisfied.

"So your hair was washed off while practicing diving? Hahaha..."

Hank mocked mercilessly, and Arthur glared angrily: "You bald man, you still have the nerve to laugh at me?!"

"OK, let's talk about the bickering later. Now I want you to go get that guy out for me."

While they were chatting and laughing, the killer was already next to the game target in the surveillance screen. He discovered that it was a dummy and was about to curse when Ron pressed the start button.

The anesthetic bottle hanging under the dummy was opened silently, and colorless and odorless anesthetic gas was released around the dummy. The killer was about to say something to the other end of the earphone, but his eyelids immediately became heavier and heavier, and his consciousness became more and more obvious. numbness. (Restore around two o'clock)

The killer followed the tracker's signal and tracked it all the way to a large pool that exuded a pungent stench. He couldn't help but uttered a curse word: "FxxK! There must be something wrong with this. I don't believe anyone would hide here." Plant a place!"

"That's why he chose to hide in a place like this. I guarantee the signal is here. Let's see where the person is?" The electronic voice in the earphones also sounded a bit suspicious.

Although she didn't feel how smoky the smell was at the scene, she intuitively felt something was wrong from the tracker's trajectory, but she wasn't completely sure yet. It was all just a woman's intuition.

"Let me take a look," the killer looked around and immediately focused on a strange thing floating in the pool. From a distance, the thing looked like a garbage bag full of garbage, but when he looked carefully, he found that the garbage bag had more limbs.

wrong! That's a person! That's a floating corpse!

The killer looked down at the final location of the signal source, and sure enough, it was there.

what's the situation? Did he die before he even took action on the target?

"Boss, I found the target, but his condition is a bit strange. He seems to be dead?"

"What do you mean it seems like?! Death is dead, life is alive. There is no seeming. Go and confirm."

"But..." The killer just said a word in an undetectable voice, and suddenly stopped and changed his words: "ok, I'm going to confirm it now."

The killer walked down another level of the ladder. He squinted his eyes, not because he wanted to show off to anyone, but because he couldn't open his eyes because of the stench. He reconfirmed the target position. After getting closer, he had already You may vaguely see the target's facial features, but it is indeed a person.

There was a distance of about ten meters from where the killer stood to the pool. He suppressed his nausea and took a deep breath. This breath of methane gas almost caused him to die on the spot, but he still endured it, closed his eyes and jumped into the water. jump.

On the ground above the septic tank, inside a RV, looking at the surveillance footage of the killer entering the septic tank, Ron, Finch, Reese, Arthur and Hank simultaneously raised the scoreboards in their hands.