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Destroying human corpses is disgusting and tasteless.

Having done autopsies many times, facing those scattered pieces of meat and internal organs, he had thought countless times what kind of psychological quality the murderer had to have in order to be able to kill creatures like himself.

Therefore, unless it was absolutely necessary, he would never choose such cruel methods as crushing and refining corpses.

Ogata found a large roll of tape and plastic wrap, and he wrapped Cohen's body tightly and airtightly, like a mummy, without using scissors.If you don't look carefully, you will definitely not think that there is a corpse inside.

And in this way, as time passed, the putrid smell of the corpse would not emanate from this room and attract the attention of others.

In order to prevent someone from finding it in the bathtub, Ogata transferred the body from the bathtub and carried it into a closet.

Under normal circumstances, after hanging out the 'Do Not Disturb' sign, :: .s. The service staff of the hotel will not enter the guest's room without authorization.But things tend to change, so Ogata is extra careful.He was worried that the waiter would really come into this room, so he put the body in the closet.The wardrobe is different from the bathtub, because it is the privacy of the guests, so the hotel clearly stipulates that it is not allowed to be cleaned and opened casually.After doing all this, Ogata picked up a bottle of drink from the bedside cabinet, unscrewed the cap and drank a lot.

Just when Ogata felt that he should leave here at the right time, suddenly his eyes were alert and his ears were wrapped, relying on his hearing far beyond ordinary people.It seems far away.Then he caught the footsteps in the corridor on this floor of the hotel.

The footsteps are brisk.But it's very stable, and the room where 'Cohen' registered is getting closer and closer.

Are you here?

Could it be to find Cohen's organization partner?

Or was he overthinking, just the waiter in charge of cleaning the hotel?

Either way, he has to be prepared.

Ogata frowned slightly, his eyes flashed for a moment, he glanced at the half bottle of drink in his hand, and stuffed it into his pocket.He stood up.He was wearing a white shirt, his hands and feet were very light, and he tried to make no sound as much as possible.

As the footsteps approached, Ogata walked to the door, lowered his body, and lowered his eyes to the same height as the cat's eyes.

When his right eye saw the picture outside the hotel corridor, a figure was slowly walking towards the room 1704.

The little black dress exposed a large area of ​​skin near the collarbone, and there seemed to be something like an ornament around the neck.Short brown hair, a pair of looking eyes.Her steps are very steady, which is different from the usual flamboyant girls.Due to the limited vision of the cat's eyes, it is difficult to see more specific details.

But it's already clear!

When Ogata saw this attire, six words jumped out of his mind: "Member of the Black Organization"!

That's right, although he wasn't sure what the relationship between this woman and Cohen was, just from her vigilant observation of her surroundings, Ogata knew that this woman must have undergone similar professional training.

What a coincidence!

Ogata sighed helplessly. His luck today was indeed 'good'. Before the party organized by the black organization was held, he unexpectedly bumped into two members of the organization.

And judging from what this woman meant, she came to see Cohen.

Before he left here, she was stuck in this room.

Ogata's mind was beating, and his eyes glanced at the closet where the corpse was hidden. No one should have noticed that Cohen was dead, because he knew that the surveillance video in the security room was in a state of leaving the post and unsupervised, otherwise Cohen would be a professional A killer would not take out a gun and attack himself if no one was there.He must have done something to be so unscrupulous when he tried his best not to cause trouble to the organization.

This is also a good explanation. After so long, the murder of himself has not yet come to light.

"Boom boom boom!"

Because the distance between the door and the woman in the black organization was less than one meter, Ogata heard a knock on the door with no specific frequency.

With a flash of eyes, this woman really came to look for Cohen!

In other words, she already knew that Cohen had arrived at the Cecil Hotel a day earlier in order to attend the party.

The knocking on the door continued, and she didn't seem to believe that there was no one inside!

Ogata pursed his lips. If this woman sees that Cohen does not show up at the party tomorrow, it means that all her plans will be ruined. These guys will realize that they will be potential enemies.

When Ogata was thinking and weighing how he should face it, suddenly there was a numb vibration in his pocket.

Next up!

"Ring Ring Ring Ring"

The rapid and pleasant ringtone suddenly woke up the quiet hotel room.

Ogata's face changed, and he looked at the mobile phone he took out from his pocket!

It's Cohen's!It's true that he forgot to dispose of the phone just now to get the contact information of other people, but it's definitely not at this time.

A string of incoming numbers, apparently from the woman standing outside the door, waiting for Cohen to respond.

"Cohen, open the door!"

The woman stood outside the door, her voice was a bit gloomy, and there was an evil smile on her mouth. She had a butterfly tattoo on her left eye, and both eyes were painted with heavy eye shadow, which looked a bit cautious.

Those eyes seemed to penetrate the door of the room.

At the same time, her hand suddenly took out a delicate, silver-white Browning from her waist.

With the other hand, he took out a room card from his pocket.

"Beep!" When the room card was attached to the magnetic sensor, there was a strange sound.

Immediately afterwards, she twisted the armrest, and the door was pushed open with a slight force.

The woman was very vigilant. Before the door was fully opened, she subconsciously took a step back and opened a distance. The Browning in her hand was ready to shoot at any time.

But when the door of the room is opened!

This woman sees and sees nothing

There were no outsiders, and Cohen was away.

She sneered, and walked into the room, a cold and murderous intent emerged from the corner of her eyes, and the phoenix-tailed butterfly in the left eye became alluring and evil, as if it was dancing.

After entering, she checked every corner.

Including behind the sofa in the living room, under the edge of the bed in the bedroom, and the bathtub in the bathroom

No one is hiding.

On the table next to the sofa, she found the cell phone that Cohen usually used.

Did this guy forget to bring it?

The woman walked over, looked at her phone, and indeed saw the missed call she just called him.

asshole!

This is not like his style. You know, as a sniper, you have to keep your communication equipment with you, and accept orders from the organization at any time to kill the target.Although it was a party, it was impossible for him to make such a simple mistake.

Suddenly she realized something, and turned her eyes to the wardrobe behind her that she didn't seem to have checked!

Oh?

A sneer flashed across the corner of her mouth, and she took out a silencer from her pocket, and easily installed it on the muzzle of the Browning gun she held in her hand.

"Puff puff puff!" She pulled the trigger casually, the muzzle of the gun made several muffled noises, and the bullet fired at the wardrobe that had not been checked.

In an instant, several bullets pierced the surface of the wardrobe, forming a horizontal line of bullet holes.

Amazing marksmanship, accurate and ruthless, seems to block everything inside.

Immediately afterwards, a piercing scream came from the cabinet.

Hearing this voice, she knew that she had guessed right. Someone had been to Cohen's room. Because Cohen didn't like to drink sweet things, she checked the hotel's item list and found that there was a bottle of drink missing.

The woman's eyes widened, revealing her evil killing intent. With a wanton smile, she walked towards the cabinet door pierced by bullet holes.

The moment she stretched out her hand and opened the cabinet door!

Under the outline of the eye shadow, like the eyes reflected in the dark cave, staring at the slowing picture in the line of sight.

In the next second, a large man wrapped in plastic film and tape fell upside down.

The corner of the woman's mouth twitched, her nerve reflex was extremely fast, and she shot quickly!

Just when the unknown object shot out streaks of blood

"If you want to survive, put down the gun!" A voice rang in the woman's ear, followed by a cold blade against her back, making the nearby skin goosebumps.

The woman was startled, and cast a strange look behind her: "Did you kill Cohen?" After she finished speaking, she loosened her right hand, and the Browning fell to the ground.Getting her to put down the gun seemed easier than imagined.

Ogata stood behind her, holding his scalpel in his hand, pointing the blade at the woman.

His eyes flickered, and instead of answering the woman's question, he said, "Which room is the venue where the party is organized?"

"Oh? You know the organization? Is it the FBI? Or?" The woman smiled, avoiding Ogata's question.

Ogata also smiled, and said lightly, "I'm a forensic doctor."

"Haha, you are really humorous, very funny." The woman smiled brightly, her eyes were always tilted to one side, trying to see the person behind her clearly.

呲!

Just as the woman was laughing, Ogata's eyes turned cold, he suddenly picked up the scalpel, and stabbed the woman's back fiercely.

"Ah!" The woman cried out in pain, the smile on her face was distorted, and the ridicule in her eyes was replaced by panic.

"I said that I am a forensic doctor. I know which knife will not stab you to death! Which knife will really kill you!"

Ogata stared at the bloody wound, pulled out the scalpel abruptly, and said calmly.

"Don't do this, we can discuss it." The woman endured the pain, clenched her palms, and said through gritted teeth.

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