Chapter 21 The last
bullet of yarn!
What was held by Firefox's fingertips were yarns pulled out from the gauze one by one!
In the midst of the pounding and blankness in his head, a hot flame slowly burned from the heart of Firefox.
"Huh!" Taking a breath, Firefox suppressed the fire in his heart. After placing the yarn on the workbench, he looked at a piece of gauze on the workbench with a slightly panicked cold gaze and noticed a piece of quilt. After pulling out half of the thread, she finally got an answer that made her hands and feet feel cold.
Sloan is faking an assassination target!
The gauze is woven by the Destiny Loom. Sloan interprets the Destiny Gauze and obtains the name of the assassination target from it.
But now, the gauze of fate is being tampered with! In other words, is there never any gauze of fate?
Thinking of the second possibility, Firefox felt his heart pounding, as if his whole body had been hit by a giant hammer. His head felt stuffy and he lost the ability to think.
After a while, a whisper emerged from Firefox's mouth.
"No, no, it won't be like this. Destiny exists, and the gauze of destiny exists. If there is an error, it is also the reason why Sloan modified it privately!" She could not deny the
existence of fate, otherwise, she would deny it. My beliefs for so many years have denied me why I exist.
After whispering, Huohu regained some of his energy, his eyes were fixed, and he began to look for new evidence in the archives room.
With just a few threads and a piece of gauze, she couldn't completely determine Sloan's crime.
"Yes, this is not enough!"
Huohu looked painful. Perhaps she also knew that what she said was not enough. It did not mean that it was not enough to determine Sloan's crime, but that it was not enough for her to break the belief she had established over the years, so she was so entangled.
But after she got new evidence, the dust settled.
Holding the assassination lists he found from the secret compartment of the archives, Huo Hu's face was pale and without any trace of blood.
Her name, Sloane's name, and the names of other assassins in the mutual aid association were all on the assassination list.
She didn't know whether this list was real or a fake list made by Sloan, but none of that mattered. What mattered was what she believed and what she should do.
The next moment, Fire Fox seemed to have thought of something and showed a relieved smile.
It was not the guidance of fate that was wrong, but Sloan who was cheating. Since they are all on the list, then they all should die!
Kill one person, save a thousand... The shaky belief was maintained amidst Fire Fox's cold killing intent... The
picture was fixed on Fire Fox's face, and the relieved smile made Russell sigh.
Putting down the drink that had been warmed by his own hands, Russell, who had not moved for a long time, twisted his neck and said, "When did this happen?".
The scene from when Firefox entered the archives was not transmitted in real time. Russell had already discovered this when the scene started playing.
"This is what happened when you were talking to Nick Fury." Looking at his watch, Caesar said calmly: "An hour ago."
"Oh?" Russell sat up straight and asked, "What's going on now? What did Firefox do?".
"She quietly restored everything in the archives to its original state, left the archives, and is now sleeping in her room." Caesar gave an answer that surprised Russell.
"Sleep?" Russell blinked, feeling the calm before the storm.
After groaning, Russell slowly said: "Caesar, you will have to work hard next...".
If Firefox didn't start to deal with the people in the mutual aid association as he expected, he wouldn't be polite.
Caesar nodded and said coldly: "If she is in danger, do you want to save her? Master?".
"Will it be troublesome?"
"No!" Caesar's voice was very certain.
"Then save it." Russell said casually, stretched, stood up, and said, "Notify me if there is any new situation."
"Okay, Master." Caesar nodded, followed Russell, and walked out of the viewing room together.
...
At night, in the silent Mutual Aid Association Textile Factory, on the tallest building without anyone noticing, Caesar sat quietly like a ghost, paying attention to all the movements in the textile factory.
An exquisite bird fell from the sky, stood on Caesar's finger, gently pecked its feathers, and brought new news to Caesar.
After stretching out a finger and gently touching the hummingbird's head, Caesar directly connected to the hummingbird. Through the parasites released by the hummingbird, he saw the firefox starting to take action in the textile factory.
Firefox's goal is clear, Sloan.
Touching Sloan's room, in the darkness, Firefox made the weapon in his hand spit out tongues of fire according to the memory of where Sloan slept, and shot out a hail of bullets, covering the bed where Sloan was sleeping. Suddenly, the light like daylight suddenly It lit up, shocking Firefox.
Her body was about to move subconsciously, but the cold black barrel pressed against the back of her head.
Her body stiffened, and Firefox looked at Sloan who came out from behind her, as well as several mutual aid assassins standing around the room, pointing their guns at her.
"Firefox, I didn't expect you to really betray us!" Sloan looked sad, as if he had been hit hard.
However, Firefox, who had been staring at the opponent since Sloan appeared, saw a trace of happiness and cruelty in Sloan's eyes.
Sloan should indeed be lucky. If he hadn't noticed that the positions of the yarns he pulled out on the workbench were inconsistent with the ones he usually placed, he would not have thought that someone had broken into the archives, let alone The person who broke in turned out to be Firefox.
However, no matter who it is, everything is over, and he, Sloan, is still the winner.
Just like the cross marked by him as a traitor, Firefox will also become a traitor, but unfortunately, Firefox is not lucky enough to have the cross and will not be able to escape tonight.
Looking at Sloan's current face, Firefox suddenly felt sick.
With a sneer, Fire Fox said lightly: "You win.".
In order to ensure that tonight's assassination would not be discovered, she did not take out those assassination files that belonged to them. Therefore, now she has no evidence to convince others, and, importantly, she cannot guarantee that others will After seeing his own name printed on the gauze of destiny, he will make the same choice as her.
So, she lost, no doubt about it.
"Firefox, you let me go too far..." Sloan looked sad and was about to speak, when a heartbeat as dense as a drum suddenly sounded from Firefox.
Without any hesitation, Sloan quickly left the place with a speed that did not suit his old appearance. After taking out his weapon, he pulled the trigger on Firefox's head.
At the same time, facing several spitting tongues of fire, Firefox flicked his arm and fired the last bullet.
(End of chapter)