Chapter 75: Sorry, I have a bit of OCD

The scorching sun shone through the glass onto the large office desk, turning the densely packed bullet holes on the glass into mottled projections.

The ceiling fan was creaking, and the lavishly decorated office was filled with a strong smell of blood. Dozens of corpses were spread from the gate to the "flour" processing plant, and then from the stairs to this office.

Just like a naughty kid making trouble, there was sticky ketchup everywhere.

Ryan was shaking a glass of iced cola and was not affected by the tragedy. He was a man with high execution ability and had planned to find local snakes to get information. He was also very reasonable. Since he dared to join the gang, he would choose the most common method used by the gangs -

Kill them all.

Strange, monster.

Hesong sat in the chair, his tattooed face twitching wildly. This man came to him without any warning, and he didn't even see the other side move.

Dozens of his men opened fire on each other like crazy, and his last bodyguard committed suicide in front of him. Then this college student looking guy walked in, ignored the gun in his hand, and opened the refrigerator to drink Coke.

"Yeah, they're all dead. This is indeed the most efficient way and it also avoids dropping any clues." Ryan took a sip of water and felt cooler. His mental control could interrupt the Herrscher, and it was even easier for him to control ordinary people.

"Who sent you here? What do you want to do? If you want to buy my life, I'll pay double. If you want flour, go to the back and get it."

The burly man remained calm and even lowered the muzzle of his gun. He was not stupid. Since others could come here mysteriously, they would not be afraid of the broken gun in his hand.

"As expected, fools and cowards cannot be bosses. You fit the character very well." Ryan nodded with satisfaction. His mental power can affect thinking but cannot search memories. Otherwise, there would be no need to go through so much trouble. He just put down the cup of water.

"I came to Montpellier to look for someone. You are one of the biggest gangsters in the city, so you should have some clues."

Looking for someone??

Hesong facial muscles trembled even more violently, and he said sullenly, "Human trafficking and smuggling are not my business. That is Xavier main business."

"Oh, you don't know I'll go find him again. Answer my questions first. There's no rush." ​​Ryan didn't care at all. He just slapped a wanted warrant on the table and said, "Have you seen this girl?"

Is it her?

The man recognized Vil-V immediately, then frowned and carefully identified her, and finally shook his head gently: "I don't know, I didn't...wait..."

Before he could finish his words, he felt his hands going out of control. He took out a pistol from the drawer, loaded it, and then slowly pointed it at his head.

This behavior is more terrible than torture, and no one can withstand it.

"I really haven't seen it, but someone showed me a photo a few days ago!"

Oh? She got there before me.

Ryan raised his eyebrows slightly, which was expected, and continued to ask: "Who is it?"

"I don't know. She was wearing optical camouflage and a black mask. She suddenly appeared in my room and asked me to collect some clues."

"Take it out and let me see it."

Hesong found that his hands were out of control and took out a document from the drawer. Ryan pinched his chin and read it carefully, only to find that it was a list.

As a declining industrial town, Montpellier has many abandoned factories and car graveyards. These scraps of copper and iron are usually garbage, but in the hands of some " craftsman", they can be made into strange things.

"Vil-V is really not afraid of death. She doesn't hide herself honestly, but dares to cause trouble everywhere."

Ryan rubbed his forehead, knowing that this was his fault again. Without him, there would be no assassination, and Vil-V would not have any negative information about the top leaders of the Fire Moth. She would just be a happy wanted criminal.

When it comes to these struggles, it's not just Elysia face that can be dealt with, and the optical camouflage and the black mask...

"Cocoon? It has a close connection with the Fire Chaser Moth, and it can be considered as taking over my position."

Ryan thought of these colleagues, who were extremely powerful. Some of them, like Kevin and Aponia, were "superpowered people". Their relationship with the Fire Moth was very delicate now. Of course, they later became a subordinate supervisory organization, specifically stuffing serious criminals into it and responsible for hunting down traitors.

Fortunately, I am now the third Herrscher, otherwise it would be a bit troublesome.

"Thank you very much. This information is very useful." Ryan stood up with a smile, picked up the water cup on the table and drank it all up. "By the way, thank you for your hospitality."

"No, you're welcome."

Hesong forced a smile and saw the young man quietly turn around, walk through the corpses on the ground, leave the office, and politely close the door.

Phew, this monster.

The sturdy man breathed a sigh of relief. He had heard some stories from the intelligence dealers, which he had regarded as jokes before. But now he knew that they were all true.

Dozens of brave and fierce gangsters could not stop one person. The most important thing was that this person never took action from beginning to end. Humans killed each other like controlled puppets.

He wanted to drink a glass of wine to calm down, but then his eyes widened, and his hand that wanted to grab the glass was out of control. He slowly raised the pistol and slowly opened his mouth, and indescribable fear appeared on his face.

Bang--

The sound of gunfire echoed, and Ryan, who had just walked out the door, looked back.

"Sorry, I have some Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder (OCD). Dirt must be cleaned up."

In order to eradicate all evil, Ryan could play around with Mobius, but he also often killed people without leaving any alive. As he walked, he lowered his head to read the intelligence and marked it on his mobile phone.

"There are seven suspected locations. Considering Vil-V cheerful personality, we can narrow it down to three. But despite all the noise I made, Vil-V didn't even send out her gadget to contact me..."

Ryan never treated any enemy as a fool. Thinking of this, he slowly raised his head.

"Has he been found out?"

...

As a former steel city, Montpellier is full of steel mills and mines, but after years of idleness, they have long been rusted and many mines have collapsed. However, dense tunnels are still scattered underground.

A cunning rabbit has three burrows. Vil-V may not have great strength, but her brain is definitely enough. She has fooled pursuers all over the world, and she is happy to see the numbers rolling on the wanted poster.

Only this time, she met a skilled hunter.

"All networks have been cut off, right? Has the electronic jamming been deployed?"

At the entrance of the mine, as a frightening sound was heard, the air began to change, revealing a black mask and a wide robe.

There was a metallic luster shining under the cloak, and the serial number of the powered exoskeleton had been erased, but it was obvious that it was more sophisticated than the Far East Branch.

"It's all done. That mouse can't get away."

As the air twisted, more figures walked out of the darkness. Some were thin, some were strong, some were men and some were women. They all wore black masks, distinguished only by the patterns on them, but their equipment was all of astonishingly excellent.

A full set of MK.V powered exoskeleton, even the front-line branch of the Fire Moth has just begun trial installation, and all kinds of high-tech means are not lacking.

A dwarf placed the black box on the ground, and the light curtain unfolded, spreading across the entire entrance, revealing various traces.

"The erased footprints, she was underneath."

"Very good, let's get started and try to complete the commission before sunset tomorrow." The man in the pure black mask just raised his foot when he was stopped by a cold female voice.

"Wait a minute, why don't we just blast the mine? We lost several people in that weird laboratory before."

The members of the Cocoon turned around and saw that the companion who was speaking had a long sword on his waist, a red petal pattern on his mask, and vaguely pink long hair.

Her reminder was correct. The target was far from being as simple as imagined. Those strange machines were very powerful, but unfortunately they were made of scrap metal and were all dismantled by the Cocoon.

"The target is very cunning. We must confirm her death. Also, [Forget-Me-Not], you have other work to do. Finish this as soon as possible, and we will help you solve the other target."

The girl was very busy. After finishing the matter in Montpellier, she had to assassinate another doctor, but she shook her head slightly.

"The flour merchant suddenly committed suicide, and the information we asked him to find was also stolen. I suspect this commission is not that simple."

"are you sure?"

"Sure."

The man in the pure black mask fell silent. As a professional, he certainly asked more than one force for intelligence, so that he could make comparisons and be on guard.

"Then kill them all together. The commission that Cocoon has accepted must be completed."

"But the people who came are very strong and strange." The girl handed over a data disk, inserted it into the terminal in her hand, opened it, and the scene appeared.

"Dozens of gangsters were killed by their companions, but Hesong committed suicide. This doesn't make sense."

Except for the two people who were on guard, the rest of the Cocoon members gathered around and looked confused when they saw the bloody scene.

"Like...mind control?"

"Who else in the world has this ability? The detector didn't respond, so it can be ruled out as a Honkai beast."

It is not surprising that a group of killers are whispering to each other, except that they are cautious. There will always be some anomalies among billions of people, and people with the ability of mind control are not rare, but most of them can only be induced or hypnotized.

"It seems that someone inside the Fire Moth wants to rescue the target. We have to speed up. It's a good opportunity to start the second step." Black Mask showed no intention of retreating and waved his hand: " go release those things and use them to kill the pursuers. It's also a good opportunity to frame them."

The girl knew what those things were and couldn't help but clench her fists.

"Such civilian casualties..."

"That's not something you and I should be concerned about. Collect the money and do good things. That's how Cocoon does things. Don't forget the conditions for you to join the organization. Do this well and your demands will be met."

As soon as she finished speaking, Forget-Me-Not tensed her muscles for a moment, and her fingers rested on the hilt of the knife, but she did not draw her sword in the end.

Black Mask glanced at her, loosened his grip on the gun as well, and stepped into the tunnel first.

"Forget-Me-Not, you stay at the cave entrance, and the rest of you come with me. The plan has been changed. Before noon tomorrow—"

"Take her head!"