Chapter 340: I, Victor! Never speak to drug traffickers, bullets are my attitude!! _2

And so, on a thunderstorm-ridden night, his wife was murdered on her way home from work.

He was the one who pulled the trigger, and that very night, he returned to the school.

Seven shots were fired!

He still remembered the surprise on his wife's face when she saw him, and the disbelief in the eyes of the other person when he fired the last shot.

At that time...

In 1958, without a single camera, finding a murderer was extremely difficult.

After that, he got in with a senator and rose rapidly through the ranks!

But this was something only he knew; why did the other person know?

The man turned his head, looking at the terrified expression on Stanfield Turner's face, "If you don't want others to know, don't do it.

"We know more, even more than you do, Mr. Director."

From "you," to "yourself," to "Mr. Director," the form of address became increasingly casual.

"Perhaps you're now more curious about who I am. Let me introduce myself, Reinhard, belonging to... HYDRA!"