Chapter 17 Death
It was night,
the moon was dark and the wind was high, the temperature dropped sharply,
it was not a sunny night.
However, this kind of weather also had its own things.
——Killing people.
Arno sorted out his clothes, put on the robe he wore at the beginning, and wrapped himself tightly in it.
The only thing that was vaguely revealed was the cold luster of the white bones.
Yes, Arno switched back to the player's panel.
His strength was not as good as Thorwood's, but killing people was not only about crushing with hard power.
In this world, in addition to hard power such as magic, there are also external objects such as muskets.
This time, he specially got a cannon from the corrector, and it was enough to just pull the trigger at Thorwood's house.
The fierce flames would devour him effortlessly and would not leave any traces.
Even if he exposed himself, the empire would only get the information of an unknown undead.
"Then, let's go."
After drinking the coffee that was already a little cold, Arno knocked his skull, and his heart surged when he heard the sound of the collision.
He sat astride the window and was about to jump down.
This was to avoid Tina, who would definitely not allow Arno to do such a thing.
In fact, Arno was scolded for going to the corrector.
Tina's sad expression made Arno feel uncomfortable compared to the scolding.
However, Tina did not notice this.
But something unexpected still interrupted Arno's actions.
[Ding. ]
[Completed task: Jealousy can burn people to death. ]
[Completed reward: The series of tasks has been issued, please check later. ]
"What's going on?"
Arno was stunned. He hadn't taken any action yet, so how could the task be completed?
"Hey, is it a bug? Will you block my account later?"
Of course, no one responded to Arno's words.
He had to sit on the sofa again, falling into deep confusion.
——
On the other side,
there was no light on, and only a dark room remained.
Reddish-brown blood flowed irregularly on the floor; the old big-headed TV made a creaking sound, and could not receive the signal.
Flies flew around the closed window, trying to get into the room and feast.
A corpse had a puzzled look on his face, and his limbs were twisted on the ground. Several nails were nailed to his hands and feet, fixing him tightly.
"Clean it up."
"Don't leave any traces and don't let people suspect Arno."
Alicia wiped her hands, wiped off the last bit of blood on her fingers, and said lightly.
She didn't do it, and she didn't have much martial arts value. Only nailing Thorwood was done by her own hands.
Behind her, stood a few masked people, they were full of charm and plump, and they immediately took action after hearing Alicia's order.
Not long after, the whole room was refreshed. All the blood stains, footprints and fingerprints were cleaned up, and not even a hair was left.
Only Thorwood's body was still lying on the ground without being touched.
"Madam, should we..."
A masked man hesitated and wanted to say something.
"Don't worry, get rid of all the traces of us on him, and let him lie here like this."
"This is the most suitable ending for a man like him."
Alicia said without hesitation.
"Also, express my gratitude to the people at the prosecution center for me."
"Tell them that we will do our part in merging with the intelligence department system."
As she said that, Alicia threw the silk scarf that had wiped the blood stains in her hand to another masked man, and turned away without stopping.
Downstairs, her driver was waiting.
"Boss, what should we do?"
"What else can we do? Do it! Unless you don't want to live."
After the masked leader finished speaking, he started to get busy again.
Gradually, the night deepened,
Darkness engulfed the world and drove away the light,
The old street lamps on the roadside made a "crackling" sound and went out all of a sudden.
The whole world fell into silence,
Only a few stray dogs and drunks rummaged through the trash cans from time to time, making a faint sound.
This situation continued until a hint of white appeared on the horizon,
The nanny pushed open the door of Solwood's house, and then let out a piercing scream that did not match her overly plump body,
"——Ahhhhhh!! Murder!!!"
——
"Huh?"
Arno stirred the coffee cup and picked up the newspaper on the side, and then he knew why the task was inexplicably completed.
Let the crisis be resolved, the source of the crisis is gone, and the crisis will naturally be resolved.
[Strange death, the death of Solwood Sinamara Delon. 】
The newspaper also included a photo of him being nailed to the ground, which showed how bizarre it was.
Even Arno couldn't help but marvel at his miserable state.
However, a question flashed through his mind.
"Who killed Thorwood?"
The newspaper didn't even mention it, and I don't know if it was because there was no clue or they didn't intend to mention it at all.
"Forget it, as long as the task is completed, it's OK."
Arno put down the newspaper and stretched lazily.
"Look at your lazy look. Don't be like this next time when outsiders are around."
Tina wiped her mouth and stood up.
Her slim curves are clearly visible.
"Yes, I understand."
Arno waved his hand casually.
"You, I don't know whether you really listened or pretended to listen."
Tina poked Arno on the forehead, and then said, "I'm going out first. Don't go to that customary place again."
"understood."
"Bull, keep an eye on him and don't let him go to that place."
Tina didn't look at Arno, but instead gave instructions to the middle-aged gentleman who sent Arno to the corrector last time and went out.
"My mother really loves to worry. I'm already so old."
Arno shrugged.
"Madam is also worried about you, afraid that you might get something dirty."
The middle-aged gentleman named Bull smiled bitterly and said.
"Do I look like such an ignorant person?"
Arno stood up, wiped his mouth, and walked directly out the door.
"Come on, Bull, let's go to the old place!"
The old place he mentioned was naturally the custom shop where the Corrector was located.
Bull was dumbfounded now.
"What are you still doing? Let's go."
Arno ignored Bull's thoughts and kept urging.
According to Evie's words, today the empire will come to appoint the leader of the corrector.
He must have experienced this kind of scene.
If the scene is beyond his control and arrangement, then he has to be responsible for correcting the plot to what it should be.
【Ding. 】
[A series of tasks has been started. 】
[Tip: This task cannot be shared with the player panel and can only be completed by NPCs. 】
[The rewards for completing this mission are not interoperable with the player panel experience, skills, etc., please note. 】