Fang Xiu turned on his phone that had been shutting down, threw it on the table, and took out what he had obtained from the white killer.

"Wallet, cell phone, watch!"

"Add a pistol, a sniper rifle, and an electric car!"

Except for the electric car parked downstairs, all five items were lined up in front of Fang Xiu, with the sniper rifle loading in the takeaway box, and Fang Xiu also saw spare pistol magazines and bullets.

Fang Xiu first picked up the other party’s mobile phone. In this era, mobile phones record a person’s habits and everything in his life circle. If you want to find clues, the mobile phone will definitely be the fastest.

However, Fang Xiu found that the other party's mobile phone chain was not locked, there was nothing inside, there was no contact, no text message or photos, and even the software was original, without any sign of logging in, and it was as clean as if it had just been taken out of the mobile phone store.

"Are they two systems, one is a system that is usually used and the other is an encrypted system?" Fang Xiu looked at this smartphone without a brand and felt that this possibility was very large, so he decided to find someone to take a look later.

There are two thousand yuan and three cards in the wallet, and there is no evidence of identity. A blue bank card that Fang Xiu cannot recognize, a flowing DW on the front and a bank card number. Behind it is the phone number and website of the bank. Fang Xiu searched it, but he did not find the name of the bank at all, let alone the website.

The next card looks even more mysterious. There is a black vortex on the back and a one-eye on the front. There is nothing written and there is no idea what it does.

The last card was a bar card. The card was red, but not the common red. Fang Xiu looked at it and felt that the color was the same as the blood gushing out of the white killer's neck, dark and bloody.

The above is written in Chinese with the four words "Black Sugar Bar". The LOGO is a black candy, but Fang Xiu looks more like a lip mark.

"No. 103 Zhongxi Road, Shanghe District!" Fang Xiu wrote down the address and decided to check it out later. The card of this bar was carried by a white killer, saying that he either often went to such a bar, or there were some special features of this bar. No matter which one, it was worth Fang Xiu's visit.

Fang Xiu threw away his wallet, and put the money and card into his pocket together.

After fiddling with it, Fang Xiu picked up the pistol. It was a Glock 17 pistol, which was safe on the trigger and could be found at a glance. It was very handsome. Fang Xiu liked to watch gunfight movies, but this was the first time he met and saw such a real guy.

Fang Xiu opened the security again, held a gun in both hands, aimed at the sky outside the window, and then made a sound like a gun in his mouth: "Bang!"

After playing with it for a while, Fang Xiu put it away with satisfaction, sorted out all the things left by the white monster killer, and started his next exploration again.

He found a pen in the room and took out a note book from his loose jeans.

Fang Xiu does not keep a diary, but likes to record some important things to prevent himself from forgetting. He does not record such things with his mobile phone. In contrast, he prefers books, perhaps because of the habit he developed when he was a child, and he generally does things in a more organized manner.

Fang Xiu recalled his dream last night, his death situation and the huge silver clock in the white space, and analyzed his strange abilities little by little. As a support for his ability to fight back against the other side in adversity, it may be an important reliance on Fang Xiu's future survival. Fang Xiu must figure out the strange abilities and everything about his silver clock.

"1. Silver clock, guessing that it may be related to my ability to be reborn."

"2. Rebirth is inspired by death, and each death will automatically activate the silver clock, back to about fifteen minutes ago."

"3. Every time I die, the white space and silver clock will seep through the black pollution power from the bottom, polluting my soul, the white space and silver clock. It is speculated that it may be the price to be paid for death rebirth, so death rebirth is likely not without restrictions. After reaching a certain number of times, I may die directly, or something terrifying and weird happens."

“4. Want to be supplemented.”

After closing the notebook and stretching, Fang Xiu picked up his cell phone. Sure enough, there were a bunch of unanswered calls on it, all of which were called by the manager of the home appliance company where he worked. There were also several text messages. His tone was very annoyed and angry, and he told Fang Xiu not to come tomorrow.

Fang Xiu had just graduated and worked as a salesperson in that company. He had been working as a salesperson for almost a year, but because the company's business was mainly to maintain some old customers, Fang Xiu's newcomer was basically excluded and suppressed by his old colleagues. Even if he did a little bit of results and developed new customers, he was taken away by his boss.

Fang Xiu had no choice but to sell the company's customer information on his boss's back, or take the company's orders to another company to do it, either to blackmail the middle money, or to squeeze out the warehouse that originally managed logistics, and then sign a kickback commission with another logistics company.

Only in this way can you barely maintain your life like this little money you get.

"Oh, there's no way, live!"

“It’s so difficult!”

However, now it seems that Fang Xiu can't continue to work in this difficult job. He can only send a resignation text message, and he doesn't even think about going back to pack up his things and getting his salary this month. Anyway, he has almost received what he should get. This salary is left to the unscrupulous bosses who have no conscience to let them know what an upright and selfless employee he is.

I work hard in the company not for money, but for my dreams, so I let the dirty money pollute their eyes and shame their hearts.

At this moment, the sky was getting dark, and the various emergencies today spent Fang Xiu exhausted and only ate one loaf of bread all day. At this moment, Fang Xiu was so hungry.

Fang Xiu went to a food stall opposite the hotel and ordered a cooked pork and soup. After eating, Fang Xiu fell asleep. It was not until one o'clock in the middle of the night that Fang Xiu was awakened by the regular clock.

Fang Xiu was still very sleepy, but he knew he had to get up immediately because he had to take advantage of the night and no one to dispose of the body in the alley on Park Road.

Throwing the body under the narrow sewer was just a temporary solution. Fang Xiu was not so stupid that he thought it was over.

In a few days, the body will become rotten and smelly, and it will definitely be discovered. By surveillance and investigation, it will be easy to find Fang Xiu's body. Moreover, there are too many strange things on this corpse, especially after death, the appearance it reveals is not like a person, but a monster.

Fang Xiu didn't want to get into such trouble. He had to take advantage of the present and quickly dispose of the body.

As long as the body is disposed of, the killer's identity is mysterious and strange, and he is a foreigner. After a long time, it will pass.

Fang Xiu took out the tarp, sack, rope that he had prepared in the afternoon, opened his cell phone, looked at the route that had been marked long ago, bypassed the places where there were possible night traffic police and patrol police, and avoided the roads with a large number of surveillance, so he was ready to set off.
Chapter completed!