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Feng Zejian returned to the present world with the package.
Feng Zejian moved through the shadows, making sure he didn't appear and disappear suddenly.
He was very cautious along the way, although Feng Zejian felt that caution was no longer necessary.
Feng Zejian returned home with the package.
The three women in the house were sitting on the sofa watching a horror movie in the dark.
When Feng Zejian opened the door, he couldn't help but scream.
The piercing scream made Feng Zejian frown.
Feng Zejian turned on the light in the entryway, took off his shoes, and put on slippers.
"What's wrong? Why are you making such a fuss?"
Feng Zeli breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's my brother! I thought it was a ghost! It scared me to death!"
Feng Zejian was even more confused.
"ghost?"
Kaori Shimizu explained, "We were watching a horror movie, and we were so engrossed in it when you came back, and then Rei Kazezawa got scared."
Feng Zejian smiled.
"Watching horror movies with the lights off, you guys are something else."
"What is this package? It's quite heavy."
Rio Sawada shook her head.
"I don't know either, it's Lili's."
"Mine, mine."
Feng Zeli came running over excitedly.
I picked up the wallpaper knife from the shelf and started unpacking the package.
Inside was a red plastic box, which, when opened, revealed a specially customized trophy.
Holding the trophy, Feng Zeli proudly showed it off, saying, "Brother, look, this is the trophy I won in the dance competition. I got first place! Isn't that amazing?"
Feng Zejian's expression was indescribable.
Feng Zeli swung Feng Zejian's arm, begging for praise.
"Brother, brother, my good brother, praise me, praise me."
Feng Zeli's coquettishness made it difficult for Feng Zejian to resist, and just as Feng Zejian was about to give in.
Because Feng Zeli's swaying motion was too large, the trophy suddenly fell.
The heavy glass trophy struck Feng Zejian's big toe squarely.
Feng Zejian's expression instantly twisted.
Feng Zeli also covered her mouth in surprise.
Meanwhile, the two people on the sofa covered their eyes helplessly, while the other had a somewhat ferocious expression.
Chapter 237 The Assassin is a Simp
Feng Zeli realized what was happening and hurriedly picked up the trophy, but because she was too flustered, she dropped it again, causing a second injury to Feng Zejian's big toe.
Feng Zejian's eyes widened in shock from the impact.
Feng Zejian gritted his teeth, bent down, picked up the trophy, and stuffed it into Feng Zeli's hand.
After that, she silently and limped towards her room.
Before pushing open the door, Feng Zejian remembered something.
"Feng Zeli, didn't you want me to praise you?"
"You hit it really accurately, both times you hit the same spot. You're really something."
Feng Zeli scratched her head guiltily.
The mother and daughter on the sofa were trying not to laugh.
Feng Zejian returned to his bedroom and lay on the bed, breathing heavily.
I looked up at the striped bear lying quietly.
Feng Zejian reached out and took the teddy bear down, holding it in front of him.
After watching it for a while, Feng Zejian put the bear back.
The pain in his toes gradually subsided thanks to Fengzejian's superhuman healing abilities.
Around midnight, Feng Zejian got up, changed into a black hoodie, put on a mask, and left.
To be on the safe side, Feng Zejian also put on a layer of camouflage. As long as he walked in the shadows and didn't turn on thermal imaging, no one would be able to spot him.
Following the address on his phone, Feng Zejian arrived at a four-story apartment building.
The doorway to this room is right in a blind spot for the security cameras.
Feng Zejian took out his key, opened the apartment door, and went inside.
This room was cleaner than I had imagined, and there was no strange smell.
Feng Zejian looked around and saw no imprisoned people, no corpses, no severed limbs, no human organs, or anything like that.
Overall, everything seems normal.
The apartment had a slightly lived-in feel, and the bedroom door was locked.
Feng Zejian used the second lock to open the bedroom door.
Inside, there was a bed, a chair, and a computer desk with a fairly ordinary desktop computer on it.
That's about it.
Feng Zejian sat in the chair and turned on the computer.
Sure enough, the computer was very clean.
This computer is quite special; it's like the computers in internet cafes—once it's shut down, everything is reset.
Feng Zejian opened the drawer, and it was completely empty.
Feng Zejian picked up the keychain and glanced at it.
Currently, only this small key is unused. Since the second key opens the door to this bedroom, the third key must also open something in this room.
There are still places I haven't seen.
Feng Zejian searched the room thoroughly but found nothing.
Feng Zejian looked out the bedroom window. The view from here was quite open, and he could get a lot of information out of the way, but Feng Zejian was not the owner of this place.
Feeling guilty, Feng Zejian drew the curtains.
Just then, Feng Zejian unexpectedly saw the safe embedded in the wall.
Since it's embedded in the wall, it's normal that you couldn't see it before because the curtains were covering it.
This is still an old-fashioned safe with double insurance.
Having a key isn't enough; you also need a password.
However, this was no challenge for Feng Zejian.
Feng Zejian stretched out his hands and took out everything he could find.
A USB flash drive, a mobile phone, and a file folder.
Kazema opened the file folder, which contained data cards with photos attached.
Each person had the word "death" written in large red marker on their head.
These are probably all successful assassination targets of that person.
"You can have the protagonist of the next Death Note series directly."
In the end, Feng Zejian also wrote the word "death" in large letters.
Feng Zejian couldn't help but sigh. "Quite confident."
The death list was put back into the file folder.
He then picked up his phone.
Compared to the clean phone I had before, the things here are much more interesting.
I have every message exchange with my employer.
Moreover, he would always include the employer's real name.
It might also be a way for him to protect himself.
If any employer dares to betray him, he'll be dragged down to hell with them.
These exchanges of information are important pieces of evidence against the perpetrators.
This includes the communication between Shimada Toyokoto and the assassin.
"Shimada Toyokoto, have I been too lenient with you?"
Feng Zejian remained gloomy for a while, then picked up the USB drive and plugged it into the computer port.
The computer froze the next second, then the screen went black. Suddenly, a string of mysterious code appeared, followed by a person haphazardly impaled with steel needles—it was a logo.
Then there's a website homepage. You can select the language in the bottom right corner of the page. Fengzejian chooses a language he can understand.
Next, you choose a country and then a city.
Clicking on it leads to a series of assassination missions.
The people listed all have photos, reward amounts, and difficulty levels.
The homepage continuously displays bounties in the billions or even tens of billions.
Feng Zejian clicked in and took a look; each of these people had done something earth-shattering.
There are spies who abscond with the country's top technology.
There are top hackers who repeatedly traverse the national security networks of peaceful and free countries, revealing many secrets to the public.
There are genius scientists who single-handedly propelled the country's development over several decades.
There were also war leaders who killed without hesitation.
Political leaders from various countries can be found on this website.
Indeed, being an official is not easy.
The account information bar for Feng Zejian's login screen was flashing.
Feng Zejian clicked on it and curiously flipped through the pages.
What do assassins usually talk about?
Feng Zejian scrolled to the top and then flipped through the pages one by one.
Finally, Feng Zejian smiled.
This assassin is a love-struck idiot and a simp.
The chat history consisted mainly of money transfers, flattery, and empty words of concern.
If the other party is happy, they'll reply with a few words; if they're not happy, they won't reply at all.
Chat avatar frames have different levels.
His user level is 3, while the person he's fawning over is 9. The 9 is multicolored, while the 3 is green.
This has turned into a simp simulator.
Thankfully, I was kind enough to send this simp on his way. I hope he won't be a simp in his next life.