Chapter 1134 The Murderer

Red, still red.

Blood red.

The whole world seemed to be soaked in blood, exuding a strong bloody smell. His vision was very blurry, like a nearsighted person taking off his glasses.

He didn't know where this was, and he had never been to such a place.

Unease was fermenting. This had nothing to do with ability. It was more like a human instinct to seek benefits and avoid harm. His subconscious told him that this place was dangerous, very dangerous.

He tried to take a step forward, and the feeling from his feet made his heart tighten. The soil under his feet seemed to be soaked in blood, and there was a sticky texture when he stepped on it.

Like a swamp that can swallow people.

He activated his ability, and now everything he saw was what happened before No. 10 died, but not all of it. He could only see part of it at that time, or even just sporadic fragments.

Now No. 13 can only confirm two things.

First, he has never been here.

Second, here... it seems that a very tragic battle has taken place.

He gritted his teeth, took difficult steps, and trudged step by step. He had not seen any useful information, and had not even seen No. 10. He was unwilling to give up.

And... he only had this one chance. Such a spy could only be used once on the same person.

As time passed, the huge pressure gradually made him unable to think, and his vision gradually dimmed. He knew that he was about to reach his limit. Suddenly, the blood mist in front of him dispersed a little, and the scene revealed made his eyes tremble.

Found it!

He saw a figure with his back to him, kneeling on one knee on the ground. His body was much stronger than that of an ordinary person. Just looking at the back gave him a long-lost sense of security.

It was No. 10, no mistake!

But before he could get closer to take a closer look, the next second, No. 10's body trembled, and then a blade pierced from No. 10's back, and in an instant, a large amount of blood gushed out.

"Don't!" No. 13's eyes were broken. At this moment, he had forgotten that he was just a passing guest in this world, unable and powerless to change everything.

After No. 10's body trembled for a moment, it fell to the ground with a bang.

He was dead.

Really dead.

No. 13 was sure of that.

The strong stimulation of the picture instantly broke No. 13's psychological defense. He overestimated himself after all. The next second, he lost consciousness. In the last moment before losing consciousness, he vaguely saw a shadowy black figure kneeling on one knee in front of No. 10's body.

It was very similar to No. 10's previous action.

…

"Hu——"

"Hu——"

A black car stopped by the roadside, perfectly blending into the night, inconspicuous.

There was a constant muffled breathing sound echoing in the car.

The breathing sound became more and more rapid, disturbing.

Until... the boy lying on the back seat suddenly opened his eyes.

"Hu——"

"Hu——"

The boy was sweating profusely, and his slightly shrunken eyes were filled with anxiety. Before he could speak, a low voice came from the driver's seat, "You're awake, how do you feel?"

No. 2 had been watching him for a long time. Just now in the studio, No. 13 held No. 10's hand, and in just a few seconds, he fainted directly, his face was very hot, as if he had overworked his brain.

He knew that No. 13 must have seen something very important.

"No. 10... where are they?" No. 13 raised his head and asked in a hoarse voice that did not belong to his age. His memory was still in the studio, and there was a gap in his memory.

"Seeing you faint, I found a reason to take you away." No. 2 turned his head and stared at No. 13's face through the rearview mirror, his eyes full of worry, "Tell me, what did you see?"

"I didn't see his face clearly, but I can be sure that this person is not from the night watch, but someone we are familiar with, right next to us!" No. 13's face was very bad, "His figure gave me a familiar feeling."

Compared to No. 13, No. 2 was much calmer, signaling No. 13 not to panic, and said slowly, "Did you see the scene where No. 10 was killed?" No. 2 asked in a low voice.

"I saw it."

"Where?"

No. 13 shook his head, "I don't know it. It looks like there was a war there. Everything was destroyed. The whole world was blood red, and the ground under our feet was soaked in blood."

"There is no such place in our world. It should be in the mission world." No. 2 analyzed calmly, "The mission that can kill No. 10 must be in the old president's domain, that bus!"

"You mean... in one of their next missions?" No. 13 seemed to understand something and nodded, "What you said makes sense, this idea is right."

No. 2 pondered for a moment and continued: "What else did you see? How was No. 10 killed? Do you remember?"

"A knife, he was stabbed in the heart with a knife, the blade broke through his body, and stabbed out from the back, a fatal knife." Recalling the scene at that time, No. 13 couldn't help shaking his body, as if it was not No. 10 who was killed, but him.

"Knife..." No. 2 fell into deep thought. There were too many people around them who used knives. No. 1 and No. 6 were masters among them, and even No. 8 was very good at using knives.

And Wu, who was guarding Zero and No. 10, had a very impressive knife.

And although No. 10 was killed with a knife, it did not mean that the murderer must be good at using knives, or the knife might have been picked up. In short, such clues were too weak.

"What kind of knife? Long knife, short knife, machete, or something like a dagger?" No. 2 tried his best to narrow down the suspects.

But this time, No. 13 shook his head with a painful expression, "I don't know, I didn't see clearly, No. 10 just fell down, and I fainted."

As soon as the voice fell, No. 13 took a deep breath, and when he raised his head again, the whole person's feeling changed. No. 2 frowned immediately, and he seemed to know what this kid was going to do.

"Don't be like this, let's think of other ways." No. 2 turned around, grabbed No. 13's arm, and a rare anxious look appeared on his face.

No. 13 smiled and patted No. 2's arm gently. Seeing that he had no intention of letting go, he couldn't help but sigh, "No. 2, I know you are doing this for my own good, but now... there is no time."

"No. 10 has done so much for us. Now that he is in trouble, it is time for us to help him."

"And you don't have to worry too much about me. I am lucky and will not die. Maybe I will be lucky enough to identify the murderer the first time, don't you think?" No. 13 grinned, looking very optimistic.

Since the words have come to this point, No. 2 also understood No. 13's determination. His fingers trembled a few times, and finally let go, "Be careful, I will stay here and not go anywhere."